In the heart of Chicago, the dark ruler of the possessing shadow beings grins.
About 300 possessed people have gathered around him, to listen to his gospel of doom.
"My children...at last we have found a ripe world, that is ours for the picking. A feast of unimaginable proportions will commence...and no one will stand up as its defender!!!"
The crowd roars with unhuman glee...
"The ones who have hunted us have lost the track, and we are at last free to grow, multiply and spread across the creation at our leisure. Soon all will be a part of us...Me...!!!"
In the uproar of that speech, no one notices a little red-booted girl spying in the shadows.
"So go forth, my children. Spread your seeds afar. Fear nothing. Spare no one. And be swift...I sense a opposite force in the near vicinity...a angel of destruction and hope."
The shadow spawn spread out and loyaly follow their masters orders.
"I must seek him out....this time no one will stop me."
