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C'est parti!

You're gonna see me for the win.

No. Get out of here.

You're options here.

Come on,isations continue.

Well, here's the chance to break the bar
with

my attack hand.

I don't know.

Never seen a human kill a demon before.

And with such strength.

It's been a long time since I've seen demons
this far north.

There must have been something special about
it.

Something Nibirius wanted.

Victor Frankenstein.

The room is a trap.

It's alive.

Your Majesty. Your Majesty.

No more than a wild beast, Your Majesty.

Destroy it and be done with this.

So, you understand a reason.

Where am I?

How did I get here?

The creatures that attacked you.

What did they want?

I don't know.

We heard them speak of Nibirius.

Seems he wants this thing alive.

Nibirius wants it alive.

All the more reason to destroy it.

No! Idiot.

Him. Not it.

My name is Leonor.

High Queen of the Gargoyle Order.

This is Gideon, my most trusted warrior.

You were attacked by four demons under the
command of a dark prince called Nibirius.

You were attacked by four demons under the
command of a dark prince called Nibirius.

Fortunately, a fear and chazire were a watch
nearby.

They realized who you were and brought you
here.

To our home.

The Gargoyle Order was commanded into being
by the great archangel Michael.

It is our sacred duty to wage war against
the demon Horde.

The 666 legions of hell-spawn creatures
unleashed by Satan after his fall from

heaven. Humans think of us as mere
decoration.

They do not know, nor could they conceive of
the brutal unseen war being fought

around them every day.

A war that may one day determine the very
fate of all mankind.

You have now been drawn into this war.

I care not for the world of man.

Yes, you've heard the stories of you.

Shunned by your human creator, lost and
alone, you would be welcome

here. Until we learn why Nibirius wants you,
I ask

that you stay with us.

Safe within these hallowed walls.

I go my own way.

Your Majesty, this thing murdered Victor
Frankenstein's wife.

All in the heat of passion.

Driven by emotions he was never taught to
control.

He may be more human than he realizes.

I understand Frankenstein never offered you
a name.

I should like to call you Adam.

I promise you this, Adam.

Each of us has a higher purpose.

Yours is simply yet to reveal itself.

These are but some of the scapulas of our
fallen brothers and sisters.

We have always been at number in battle.

And after many hard fought victories, our
ranks have thinned.

Demons, however, remain strong.

To help you survive against them, the Queen
has asked us to provide you with weapons.

Demons can only be descended by
sacramentals.

Blessed objects, such as the crucifix or
holy water.

Any objects can be made sacramental by
marking them with the blessed symbol of the

gargoyle order.

Descend it. When a demon is killed, its
spirit descends to hell,

where it remains trapped for all eternity.

How do you descend the gargoyle?

We are sacramental beings of light and good.

We ascend. And only at the hands of godless
creatures that have no souls.

You do not want those.

They are blunt and crude and far too heavy
to wield.

Adam, you have strength and speed and
stamina.

Far beyond that of any human.

You could use those gifts.

Take sides in a war that you are already a
part of.

I do not care how many demons it descended.

You should have let me destroy it.

I am not blind to the risks.

The fact is, Adam is alive and all life is
sacred.

It is not human born.

Neither are we, Gideon.

Here. Lock this in the vault.

It must never fall into Nibirius' hands.

Let us but a book, Your Majesty.

It is written proof that god is now no
longer the sole creator of man.

Adam, if ever you should change your mind,
you will always find refuge here.

Trusting others is a mistake you only make
once.

And so I resolve to seek out the farthest
corners of the earth.

Where no human, demon or garboy would ever
find me.

So many years passed, I lost track of time.

Yet I did not grow old and die as humans do.

Victor Frankenstein's final curse.

I thought Nibirius' demons had forgotten me.

But I was wrong.

And I unleashed all my rage upon.

I had hidden long enough.

Now I would hunt those who were hunting me.

I returned to the place I had left so long
ago.

The human world had changed in the time I
had been gone.

But some things had not changed.

If the demons could find me in the
wilderness, it was only a matter of time

before they found me here.

Which is why I had to find them first.

Nibirius, where is he?

Police! Put down your weapon!

Huh? Good

evening, Mr. Wessex.

Where does life begin, and where does it
end?

Tonight's experiment represents the
culmination of three years of work.

Time is fleeting, Dr.

Wade. I'd ask that you not waste mine.

Commencing reanimation sequence.

If that's planned and advised set, I should
generate this calibrated.

I see de-wiring in rant vent.

Energy output for the three jewels.

For the record, subject heart is currently
dormant.

Fire and current in three, two, one.

Clear and shock.

Muscle spasms in the upper torso and legs.

Looks good. Detecting intracellular electric
electricity in both atria.

We are in the ventricles.

We have an atrial flutter.

Watch out for ectopic.

Regular ectopic beads have begun on
schedule.

Ventricular fibrillation. Subjects going
into cardiac arrest.

How's the current to take the jewels?

Current raised to 50.

The heart rate spiking.

There's no defibrillation.

Double it. Current set to 100.

Muscle spasms. Terror.

Double it again.

No, I can't.

I said double it.

That'll kill it.

It's already dead.

200 jewels.

There's a heartbeat.

What's the life support?

Life support function.

Sign a rhythm established.

What's happening?

What's breathing?

Sir, here's the situation.

You're certain?

No, sir. But the way it attacked.

Strong and fast like a gargoyle.

It descended seven of us.

I managed to fight it off.

I think I wounded it.

I think it's wounded.

It descended seven demons.

Yet, you escaped.

Well, I thought you'd want to hear this.

Yes. You presumed.

You presumed to know what I want.

Well, considering how long you've been
hunting the creature...

And you thought I wanted you to tell me
about the creature rather than capturing

itself, that's the choice you made.

Yeah. It's interesting.

Do not ever presume to know

what I want.

Is that understood?

Forgive me,

Prince. Forbid for your death.

No. Oh,

fear. If you think...

No. No! No!

When do you begin the final stage?

Mr. Wessex, our bodies are the most complex
living organisms in the universe.

Animating a simple rat is one thing, but a
human is still far out of reach.

Is it? What do you know of a scientist by
the name of Victor

Frankenstein? Frankenstein is a myth.

A horror story made up for scared children.

All scientists are skeptics, Dr.

Wade. However, I would have suspected that a
scientist in your particular field would

have to wonder if such stories just might
have some basis, in fact.

Well, electricity couldn't be harnessed in
the 1790s.

That alone channeled into a human subject.

And where did he go?

Why did he disappear if he really animated a
human corpse?

Why not share his technology with the rest
of the world to save lives?

Queer paralysis. Perhaps he wasn't as
magnanimous as you are, Doctor.

Every scientist keeps a record.

Even when their experiments end in failure.

Look, there ought to be at least a record of
his work somewhere.

Drawings or a set of notes.

Something. Just because something is yet to
be found does not mean it doesn't exist.

But if Frankenstein was real, if he really

did animate a human, would it help you to
study it?

Well, yes, absolutely.

But, Mr. Wettig, it would have to be over
200 years old by now.

There would be nothing left but a few
brittle bones.

It's the first and only one of its kind,
Doctor Wade.

Who's to say how long such a subject might
live?

Ours is a war that must be fought in the
shadows.

It is not an open battlefield for you to do
with, you please.

Descending demons, aren't they?

Do not pretend that you are doing this for
us.

Or mankind. You care only about yourself,
Adam.

Do you know a human was killed in that alley
tonight?

I didn't kill him.

Your actions led directly to his death.

I'll be more careful next time.

It will not be a next time.

You will remain here until the Queen decides
what to do with you.

You cannot keep me here, Leonor.

I can hardly risk unleashing you on the
streets of this city.

My life is my own.

You will not take it from me.

Your life was not granted to you by the
grace of God.

It was fabricated in a laboratory.

And until you learn to use it wisely, I will
do what I must.

Then you are no better than Nebarius.

When I met you, my first thought was to have
you destroyed.

But then I looked into your eyes.

And do you know what I saw there?

Not a soul, but the potential for one.

Now all I see is darkness.

I know of no other way.

I am not human.

Nor gargoyle.

Nor demon.

I am like no other.

Oh, fear.

How do you plan to remove the creature from
the cathedral?

The gargoyles will protect it like one of
their own.

Yes, I shall be counting on that.

Our casualties will be high, but necessary.

Zerial, none of my legions ever had so
worthy a commander

as you. Would they have sacrificed
themselves so bravely, so

willingly for anyone less?

You know what this could mean for them.

Do not forget.

Now, bring me Frankenstein's monster.

The monster is coming.

The demons are gathering outside the
cathedral.

How many? Fifty or so.

Frankenstein! I

am going to set the tower on fire.

Oh, you scaring son.

The monster is coming.

Secure the creature.

Now! The fist!

With no quarter.

Take as many of them with you as you can.

You are our last line of defence.

This is your sacred duty.

This way.

Hope you'll give me a weapon.

Let me fight for my life.

You're going to kill me.

No! No!

No! No!

No! No!

No! Desire.

I'll do what I can.

No. I wish to be with her.

She was forbidden by the order.

I will not be sorry.

Quickly! Go help the others.

Where's Nibirius? They're expecting you.

What are you expecting me?

We knew. The Gargoyles would do everything
they could to keep you

out of Nibirius's hands.

In the heat of battle.

They left unprotected.

Their greatest treasure.

All we had to do was lure Gideon in the
other's way.

This one has a message for you.

From Zuryo.

Tell me where Zuryo took her.

What do you care?

Yes, you're going to rescue her?

She loves you!

She despises you.

You, I love it.

But another grand human mistake!

Where is she?

Walter Theta! Gideon is to bring you there
exchange for Leonore.

Descended pain, demon.

Descended pain,

demon. The light and braces protects me.

Sir. What

are your orders?

I beg you to reconsider.

There's no time.

Items in the voter's sacred.

You cannot remove or replace anything.

I shall accept full responsibility.

You have not the authority to do this.

None of us do.

Then the Queen is expressly forbidden it.

Authority is not the problem.

It is dangerous.

You must know this.

Of course I know!

But Leonore is the spiritual leader of the
entire order.

Our only direct link to the archangels.

Without her we're but a dying flock of
vigilantes with no hope of ever being

reinforced. Is that what you want?

I'm sorry. Oh, God forgive me.

I'm sorry. Stay where you are, Gideon.

The Majesty. They should not have come.

Weapons! I am unarmed.

As you instructed.

Where is Frankenstein's creature?

I no longer know.

When I returned to the cathedral it had
already escaped.

Wait! I have brought something else.

Gideon. No. This is the private scientific
journal

of Victor Frankenstein.

We found it on Frankenstein's body the night
we rescued the creature 200 years

ago. It contains, in detail,

how Victor Frankenstein conceived and then
constructed his unholy

abomination. And I pray that it might save
my Queen now.

Gideon, I command you take the journal from
this place and let me ascend.

No! No!

This one came in just this morning.

Morg sold them to us.

A liver was ruined, but the other organs are
healthier now.

Store it with the rest.

What is that?

It looks like Victor Frankenstein's
handwritten account of how he bought his

creature to life.

This is better for us.

This is everything we need to bring back our
fallen.

We'll let the humans decide that.

No! You

asked for Frankenstein's creature.

I bring you something far more edifying.

Frankenstein? You said there must be a
record of his work somewhere.

Where did you get this?

It's this real.

You tell me.

What is it?

We lost sixteen.

Good warriors, all of them.

I should never have held him here.

This was the creature's doing, not yours.

I should have not come back.

Is I wrong to keep the journal from him?

Everything you do is for the good of
humanity.

There is no wrong in that.

However, now that the creature knows if the
journals exist...

Why must you call him that?

Now that he knows, what are you prepared to
do?

Find Adam. Call every gargoyle you can
spare.

Post him on every rooftop.

And when we find him, do we bring him back
here again?

Sacrifice even more of us to protect him?

Or do we finally put an end to all of this?

And deny Nibiria's his prize as we should
have done long ago?

God may not have put Adam on this earth, but
he did allow him to live

for over two hundred years against
incredible odds.

It is not for you or I to deny God's
purpose.

We'll soon relate to your majesty.

You will have no choice.

Eels. What was that?

Electric eels. That's where he got his power
from.

You know it's actually a fish.

Six electric eels generating five hundred
volts each.

That's three thousand volts.

That's enough to kill an elephant.

How long did he hold the current for?

Three bursts of five seconds each.

That's fifteen thousand joules.

Makes you wonder how long the thing lasted.

Think of it.

All that energy coursing through its veins,
powering its heart, lungs,

nervous system. What if I had a birth?

What would it take to kill it?

Look at its eyes.

The way they hold you.

It's just a certain level of intelligence.

Maybe Victor Frankenstein just drew in that
way.

I want to reexamine our cellular
reproduction formula.

I think we've missed something.

What? What? What?

What? Leave

him be!

My apologies for the zealous nature of our
security.

Perhaps if you'd simply knocked on the front
door, this unfortunate awkwardness

might have been avoided.

Who are you?

Charles Wessex. And you must be

Frankenstein. My name is Adam.

We are all the sons of our fathers, are we
not?

Denying who we are only means that we are...

Lost. I am a journeyman.

A partisan of progress.

Like your father, I too seek to unravel the
mortal coils of life.

This is Dr.

Wade. She's one of the world's most
respected electrophysiologists.

Hello. I have been trying to replicate
Victor Frankenstein's

stunning triumph. For quite some time.

What I've read of the journal has already
been extremely helpful.

Be reasonable, Adam.

You are a living miracle.

You contain the answers so many seek.

I seek my own answers.

Of course you do.

Stay with us.

Help us understand your father's work and
together we can unlock those answers and

more. Yes.

Victor Frankenstein gave you life.

But he could not restore your soul.

Good. No.

No. There's

no sign of the creature.

It could be anywhere by now.

It will find a safe place where you can
study the journal, then it will come

back here. Come back?

I have been pursuing the creature for the
better part of 200 years.

It will come back.

For what? Mr.

Wessex. Answers. How can I help you, Doctor?

You can start by explaining to me what is
going on.

We had a break in.

It's a simple security matter.

With all due respect, sir, but
Frankenstein's creature is alive.

Why don't you go home and get some rest?

Doctor, who are you?

This gentleman works for me.

A sort of extra layer of security, if you
will.

Well, your extra layer of security just blew
any hopes I might have had of

analyzing that creature.

Didn't you hear what it said?

It wants answers, and I'm the one who might
have been able to provide them.

The only one.

You may be right.

You look tired, Doctor.

It's late. You really ought to get some
rest.

Rest? We've lost both the creature and the
journal, Doctor.

What more can you do tonight?

I will notify you should we recover the one
or the other.

Go home, Doctor.

I am not recording the visions of a madman.

I met her some reasons scientifically sound.

It succeeded discovering the cause of the
generation of life.

The graveyard has furnished the few raw
materials I required.

I gather my manuscript to shatter the ideal
bounds of life and

death. I

will tell you, Doctor.

How certain are you it will come for her?

It needs someone to make sense of the
journal.

Only she can do that.

You I'm

not gonna hurt you.

Come with me.

Why are you falling?

I'm following me.

What if you

examined me?

I've got all my equipment.

My notes. My research.

I don't know who it is you're working for.

Mr. Wesson. It's not who you think he is.

There's a war.

A war humans don't know about.

It's been going on for centuries.

It could mean the end of all mankind.

A war between who?

Bargoyles and demons.

I think your boss is a demon prince.

Oh, the various.

A demon prince?

You've been hunting me for over 200 years.

Now I think I know why.

I have to get off the streets.

Come on.

Nibirius is storing human corpses in the
Westsac's Institute.

Cops is? No, we're still kids away from
human trials.

I've seen the bodies.

There's enough to me to animate an entire
army of monsters like me.

What did you say your name was?

Adam. It's the name the guard royal queen
gave to me.

Look, I understand you probably suffered
severe brain damage during the reanimation

process, given the level of...

This is real.

All of it.

I'm sorry. I just can't believe in Gargoyles
and demons.

Frankenstein! Oh,

shit. Run.

This adds to life.

No! No! No!

No! Fuck!

I've seen the bodies.

You'll never be able to control them.

Control has never been the problem.

There are millions of demon spirits trapped
in hell, waiting for

the chance to possess a human body and
return to our world.

What's this got to do with me?

What's any of this got to do with me?

You have no soul.

And a demon spirit can only possess a body
that has no soul.

No. You

know what the best thing about having the
journal is?

I no longer need to bring you in alive.

I need to live!

I need to study it!

Bring it back to the lab.

You can read the journal and study its
corpse.

Its corpse won't show me how its organs
function, while they respond to tests.

Let me bring it back to the lab, or I can
open it up.

But keep it alive while I run my test for
Mr.

Wessex. You can destroy it when I'm done.

The journal!

Okay, come on.

You're going to take your clothes off in
your body?

I'm going to get them.

Sit down.

Sit down, please.

It's okay.

Please, it's alright.

I can't stay here long.

Please, don't leave.

The demons will be looking for us
everywhere.

We have to get to Leonor,

the Gargoyle Queen.

She's the only one who can help us now.

You saw that.

We saw what it was.

I don't know what I saw.

They'll come for you.

They need you to help them.

Help them do what?

An army of corpses to take over the world.

Corpse is possessed by demons.

It can't open, it won't.

The first thing they'll do is wipe out the
Gargoyle Order.

There's so few Gargoyles left that they
won't stand a chance.

Then Nibirius will launch a war on humans.

Kill most. And slave the rest.

You're a horrible hand.

And what will you do?

There's nothing to do with me.

Of course it does.

You're as much a part of this world as
anybody.

No. I'm different.

You're not that different.

Mama doesn't use parts from eight different
corpses.

I'm a monster.

You're only a monster if you behave like
one.

I've never had to thank a human for anything
before.

Well, we have our uses, I suppose.

Look at Adam.

I'm sorry. The journalist is not here, sir.

How are you feeling?

I've been through worse.

What happened to Victor Frankenstein?

They say he vanished after his...

I've died.

I killed his wife.

He hunted me.

I would have killed him, too.

But he froze to death.

I hated him.

Have you killed anyone since?

Only demons.

I finished reading it.

Seems he refined the process significantly
after you.

I mean, his science is still incredibly
wildly out of the box.

But, um... I think I can reproduce it.

Perhaps even improve on it.

Frankenstein promised to make you a
companion, didn't he?

I promise he broke.

Is that why you came to me?

You want me to fulfill Victor Frankenstein's
promise?

Carl. I thought you'd be asleep by now.

Listen to me, I want you to leave Wessex
right now.

Leave? And I want you to meet me at the
train station.

I've still got all the data crunching
through.

Carl, please.

Please just trust me, it's about the
journal.

All right, I'll be there in 20.

Okay, bye.

You shouldn't have done that.

Well, he knows as much about the reanimation
process as I do.

I thought you'd say it's true, then he's in
danger as well.

We don't need him.

Listen about what you need right now.

I'll go with you.

Look after you.

You go talk to the gargoyle queen.

I'll meet you back in an hour.

Tara. That way you can just look after
yourself.

You go to the fact.

Tara. Tara.

Carl. I'm sorry.

What? They made me do it.

I have no choice, they made me.

Behind you!

You have work to do, Dr.

Ways. Release

him. You

lied to me.

Yes, I did.

But I had a higher duty to protect the human
race.

Do you understand what that journal is to
me?

It's the chronicle of how I came to be.

Who I am.

What I am.

You are a unique lonely being, rejected by
both your maker and the rest of humanity,

and as a result you are filled with rage.

You do not need a book to tell you that.

Nibirius has found a way to summon every
demon you've ever descended.

What? Possession. In bodies that have no
souls.

Only the dead have no souls.

What is the use of possessing a corpse?

There is none.

Unless you can animate that corpse.

Nibirius has been planning this for
centuries.

Victor Frankenstein just made it possible.

How do you know all this?

I've seen the bodies.

There are tens of thousands of them.

Where? We are your friends, Adam.

We will never try to control you again.

But if you have Victor Frankenstein's
journal, surely you see now that it must be

destroyed. My circumstances have changed.

I have someone with me now.

A human.

A scientist. I have to...

protect her.

What would you have us do?

Get us out of here.

Then I will tell you where to find him.

I will tell you where to find him.

Retreat your scientist.

Come back here, then we shall take you where
you wish to go.

I've made too many mistakes with you, Adam.

We'll not make another.

You put your emotion before your sacred
duty.

Follow him, Gideon.

As soon as you have the journal in sight.

Destroy him.

Sarah. Gideon.

Gideon. Gideon.

Gideon. Remember,

I have no soul.

God will surely damn you.

He already did.

God will surely damn you.

God will surely damn you.

I know who you are.

And I know what you want me to do.

And I won't do it.

I'd rather die.

Carl! Carl!

If you want him back, show me how.

Carl. Carl.

Excellent. Thank you, Doctor West.

Carl. Carl.

Carl. My

queen. We found the creature.

Carl. Carl.

Sir, it's here.

Him. Not yet.

This is the place.

He met with you.

Leave him to me.

Carl. Ibarious.

Frank is the star.

How good of you to come back.

I've come to destroy you.

In this place, the gargoyle order must
survive in

mankind with it.

You cannot destroy me.

And I have many other places such as this.

All over the world, as for the order and
mankind.

Nothing can stop their demise, let alone a
monster like you.

No! Too

late, Doctor Wade.

We already have everything we need from you.

I am a demon, Spencer.

You will nearer for me.

I know what you want, Adam.

What you will always want.

I will make hundreds like you.

Thousands. I have been gathering human
corpses

for centuries. Each one a host for the
legions of demon spirits

I will now summon from hell.

You will be the first.

You will be the first.

You will be one of us.

And you will no longer be alone.

Mura in my way.

In a toot-de-nash.

Keep on in the swing.

Let's go.

No, no, no!

No, Majesty. The moment they awake, they can
be possessed.

Destroy them. Destroy them all.

You must stop them!

Let them stop them!

No! No!

No! Welcome,

my son. You have possessed a truly
remarkable body.

I am not your son.

This body is mine.

Now it's my destiny.

You have a soul.

No! No!

No! No!

Get here. I know.

Then why did you save me?

Because you finally found your higher
purpose.

What's the journal?

I don't need it anymore.

We do not ask for the lives we are given.

But each of us has the right to defend that
life.

I have fought to defend mine.

And when the forces of darkness return, you
shall know that I am

out there, fighting to defend yours.

I, Descendant of the Demon Horde.

I, my father's son.

I, Frankenstein.

The Dream of Love is right.

All this war is from the inside.