Character Analysis: St. Augustine Catholic Church

St. Augustine Catholic Church -
New Orleans, The French Quarter (8:27 pm)

Sanctuary, a place of refuge or safety. -- There was once a time when this very church could offer that for Sean, it was his place of comfort, his hideaway and the spot he could retreat to when troubles of the outside world got to him. However, that was long ago, long before the darkness ever got a hold of him. It seeped into his very being and grasped his once gentle soul, taking hold of everything good and pure inside of him, leaving behind nothing but an empty shell of his former self. Now this church could not offer even an ounce of solace and that troubled him far more than he cared to admit. It seemed that no matter where he wandered, he would not find peace,

Ever since escaping the hospital, Sean had found himself delving deeper into the world of those who were not all together human. After all, involving himself in all this madness wasn't too unexpected of him for his ancestors had done the same. One would say it was in his blood -- though, he would rather avoid it all together, he knew that he needed their assistance for this particular task. The hex holding him down needed a witch and not just any simple, run on the mill witch, he needed the strongest and most powerful witch he could find. It took only a little searching for Freya's name to reach his ears and after finding out which family she hailed from, Sean knew that he wanted her to lift the curse. He had no doubt that she would be able to preform the task, for she had already completed some of the darkest magic there was, or so he

Clenching his jaw and balling his hands into fists, he tried once again to silence the voices that told him to wreak havoc, to find some unsuspecting victim and end their very existence. Normally he would take a moment to breath and allow this symptom of the hex to pass, but today it was too strong and too forceful. "Stop..." he whispered to himself as if that would actually do something. He was quickly losing balance and so he leaned against the cold brick building that sat directly across from the Mikaelson compound. Sean had been watching the vampire's home for the better part of an hour, wondering if he should just take those short steps over to their front door. However, he first needed to control himself before entering any home, least of all the Mikaelson's. He didn't need them ripping him apart when he stumbled in looking like a mad man ready to kill anyone he seen. -- Not when he already risked that chance simply by walking into their den. One last time, he breathed in deep and tried to overcome the corrupt voices in his head. Reciting a prayer was always his best option when it came to this situation -- it always helped and so he opted for that once