The legend goes, the crusaders summoned an angel, Raziel. Raziel poured his blood into a cup, and those who drank from it became half angel, half human. As did their children, and their children’s children. Beings of immense power, strong enough to restore balance and protect the world in a war against evil. A war that can never be won, but must always be fought. Demons don’t die easily. Whereas we, we remain all too mortal.
Favorite Characters → Gwen Cooper (Torchwood) When I was about five or six, my Dad came home from work early and I knew there was something wrong. I could hear voices from the kitchen. So I looked through the door and I could see him crying. It turns out money had gone missing from work and he’d got the blame. So I went to get all my pocket money and I put it in his hand. It must’ve been $2.50. And he looked at me and he said, “It’s not about the money.” He said “I can’t stand anyone thinking I’m not an honest man.” I will always remember that. Always. ‘Cause that was the first time in my life that anyone had spoken to me like an adult. And then we went in the back garden and we played until dark. So that’s my Dad, Geraint Wyn Cooper, the nicest man in the world. And today’s the day that I kill him.