The world was flabbergasted. Blood drifted freely and innocents died easily. Media censorship was diasabled by the Vatican and everyone saw the violence happened to the punished people. Television, News papers, radio and the internet showed the shocking news all over the globe.

At the outskirts f downtown Manila, somebody is lurking at the dark waiting to be seen. A tall man holding a silver cross which is bloodstained and he is hidden with his hood. Manila was facing a new news at that time. As the other feast about the recent violence in Vatican, some Manila reporters dwelled about the mysterious dissapearance of the respected Cardinal of Manila. No one knew where he is...

Matt was sitting alone at a dark apartment staring at the dark bend on the road. Someone is there, he thought. He don't know what to do... his mother is dead... no father around... so what nothing to do... search for his father? that's impossible! even his mother did not mention anything about his father's identitiy. Sister Meri's pictures were scattered on his damp bed.

"Mother.." He said sadly.

He picked them upone by one and he will leave immediately. He gathered up all his things and stared at the sights near the Pasig river. He will first go to Quiapo and pray then he will wander around the streets of the dirty metro. He wants to enter the seminary. Her mother left her enough fortune and those money will be his ticket to the seminary. So off he went.

Quiapo church was illuminated by the moon. It stood among the buildings of the developed Quiapo that was once an avenue of criminals but now it has lushful gardens and better establishments. Though its past traditions were still there like the Black Nazarene march, fortune tellers around the church and those vendors who sell herbs and other weird things. He sat at thegreen Plaza Miranda aligned with blooms and fountains. It was renovated last 2025 by the son of the mayor of manila. Under their project beautification of the city. It was centuries ago. Then he moved again going to the churcj entrance. He knelt.

As he murmur his prayer suddenly someone grabbed his shoulder and when he turned to look at the person holding him, he saw a very familiar face.. the one in the news... the missing Cardinal of Manila!