In the dead of night, a dark storm rolled over (Y/C/N)'s town, the lightning flashed while thunder crashed. The rain was heavy and loud, keeping (Y/C/N) wide awake.

Suddenly a large bolt of lightning hit the roof, and a figure fell to the ground in the middle of the bedroom floor.

He slowly arose to his feet with a groan. The male had yellowy blonde hair with a black thunderbolt. He had large, black, leathery wings which had sharp spikes at the top and at the bottom. Coming from his head were two identical black horns that had slight sparks of Electricity around them.

He wore a slightly torn suit and a black choker around his neck, if you looked closely, you could see black nail polish upon his fingers.

He looked to (Y/C/N). "Well, this sure isn't hell.." he muttered.