Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
That was how it all started.
With my father. Her father.
Their sins. Our sins.
The sins of our past.
Our love could break us.
Their power could destroy us.
But I would die trying.
She would die fighting.
The men who took her would pay.
Blood would be spilled.
Lives would be shattered.
I vowed to end them.
All of them.