Once upon a time, Seraphina was part of the Heavenly chorus, along with all her other angelic brothers and sisters. Except, Seraphina was blessed, or cursed depending on who you asked, with the ability of clairvoyance. With the blessing and curse to see into the future, Seraphina found herself at the beck and call of angels and demons alike. God had deemed to share his angel with the bright gift even with those angels that had turned on him. What better way to make them see their choice was futile in the end?

Seraphina seen both sides of the playing field, and the nightmares and tragedies that came with both. While Seraphina was losing herself to the despair of her reality, a demon, the most powerful of all, saw her chance to claim this powerful creatue from their creator. Knowing all angels in Heaven were encouraged to be gay to keep from repopulating, this Hellhound knew Seraphina's weakness, and she exploited it. Lucifer seduced and tainted Seraphina with her "love" and her blood, just to get the useful tool tossed from Heaven like a broken toy.

Following her fall, Seraphina found herself in the streets of a Metropolis, relying on the "kindness" of the mortals she was supposed to protect, and left for the demons to claim and toy with at their discretion. When she realized she still had her clairvoyance, Seraphina used her ability to see her outcomes and followed the path for the one that best suited her. This leads her to join a group of local psychics, which became her source of income and acted as a front for a business she kept with the demons.

It quickly came to Seraphina that as long as she could get them to barter for her blood... and for a certain demon, her, she could keep herself safe, and keep her powers in check.