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      Nathan stepped back and allowed the priest to enter the hallway. "We can speak in the living room. Follow me." As Nathan entered the living room, he found Desirae and her older brother involved in a heated argument. "Nathan is in charge Damien! If he says we have to play nice with the priest, then that's exactly what we do!" "Why though?! We are adults sis! Why do we have to stay here and listen to his rules?! "Because it's safe here dumbass!" "We'd be safe anywhere with our powers! Why do we have to follow his rules?! Why can't one of us lead for a change?! Why if I was in charge I'd..." "You'd what exactly Damien?" Damien spun around,

      Nathan was born Nathanial Jacob Williams on October 25th, 1620. His grandfather was none other than Roger Williams. He was born in a small corner of the cabin below the decks of the Mayflower. Being born on a ship in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean did mean that Nathan's young life did not start off without its fair share of difficulty. To start with, his mother died a mere three hours after his birth, due to an infection she had caught. Lucky for the family, another woman aboard the ship had given birth around the same time. She had lost the infant, but was still producing milk and was able to nurse Nathan. This stroke of good luck se