Within the coven there was much celebration, and Tassone returned to find himself a leader of his cult. The fires of unrest were brewing in Africa and, aware of his knowledge of that country, Spilletto sent Tassone to assist the revolution that eventually brought Idi Amin, the insane African despot, to power. Though Tassone, being white, was not trusted by Amin, he remained there for over a year, successfully lobbying for Amin's political takeover of the Caucus of African Nations.

Largely because of Tassone's accomplishments, the coven in Rome became looked upon by Satanists across the world as the seat of political direction and spiritual power, and money began to flow there, adding to their strength. Rome itself was a hotbed of energy: the seat of Catholicism, the seat of western Communism, the core of Satanism throughout the world. The atmosphere fairly crackled with power.

It was at this time, at the height of Satanic strength and world turmoil, that the biblical symbols fell into place heralding the moment when earth history would suddenly and irrevocably change. For the third time since the formation of the planet, the Evil One would spew forth his progeny, entrusting its nurturing to maturity to his disciples on earth. It had been attempted twice before without success; the watchdogs of Christ discovered the Beast and killed it before it came into power. This time it would not fail. The concept was right; the plan timed to perfection.

It was no surprise that Spilletto chose Tassone as one of the three to carry out the momentous plan. The small, scholarly priest was loyal, dedicated, and followed orders without the slightest hesitation or remorse. For this reason his part would be the most brutal; the murder of the innocent who, by necessity, had to be involved. It was Spilletto who would choose the surrogate family and he who would effect the transfer of the child. Sister Maria Teresa (which was now what the woman B'aalock was called) would tend the impregnation and assist in the birth. Tassone would supervise the grisly aftermath, making sure the evidence would disappear and be buried in hallowed ground.

Tassone entered into the covenant eagerly, for he saw clearly that his life was now given to the ages. He would be remembered and revered; he, once a cast-off orphan, now one of the Chosen Ones, was allowed to enter into an alliance with the devil himself. But in the days preceding the event, something began to happen to Tassone; his strength began to falter. The scars on his back started to pain him, the agony becoming more intense with each passing night as he lay awake in his bed desperately searching for sleep. For five nights he tossed fitfully, fighting disturbing illusions that flew through his mind, and he sought herbal potions that brought slumber, but did nothing to quiet the nightmares that visited him as he slept.