*Bellisa surveyed another of the old buildings on her claimed land... this would be a good one she thought, many smaller rooms on all three floors and in the basement. A nice large meeting space on the main floor and it was near the water.

A snap of her fingers brings Kira and Devin to her side.* We shall build here... and by we I mean my followers... all will be invited to help restore this place and make it our church. *A faint chuckle, sarcasm evident.* Oh how holy it shall be.

Devin you are in charge of supplies... Kira you know how to make it happen... so do your best. This isn't a whim, this is a must. Now go.

*They leave her as she strolls through the building, imagining what it could be... yes this will do just fine. Soon enough she will have them all eating out of her hands... mortals are so good that way, especially the desperate. *

*Bellisa filed her disciples into the warehouse and turned to them.* This will be our home. We will make it great, it may not look like much now but I know you will all do well here, thrive, become what you need to become.

*The warehouse is still and quiet but work has been done, electrical crews, hydro, etc have been in during the days previous and done a great deal of work.* They shall be done most of the work this coming Friday and then it will be up to all of you to make it a home. Each room upstairs will need your touch, down here we will need pews, an altar... you will know what to do. Kira shall help. *Motioning to the woman standing to her right. Kira offers them a warm smile that usually puts people at ease.*

Will you work with me? *The crowd nods and some even cheer, knowing this place will be better then where they are living now and after all they are doing gods work right?*

*Adding three new lads to the group was a huge plus and had Bellisa stoked about everything that she'd accomplished so far.

As she entered the "Church" she halted. The work done here was amazing, everything in the main room was done, walls were painted, an altar was hand crafted from wood, a matching "throne" behind it with plush velvet cushions upon it. The windows were all cleaned and drapes hung from them all, the floor was cleaned, waxed and polished to a shine.

She was impressed by the work these mere mortals had done for their church.

She toured the second and third floor as well as the basement where small offices and apartments were found, each very nicely decorated but not yet furnished.

A nod of satisfaction as she once more leaves the so called church. She will return in the next few nights to be sure everything was completed.*