Making
my way to Tony's I let out a sigh, as I notice that most of the boxes
are inside. Heading over to the bar I glare at my friend / boss / and
fold my arms. Seeing me slightly annoyed he chuckles and points to the
back door.
"I have left the heavy ones for you, genius." He smirks.
"Drink?" He offers but I shake my head, turning down the drink. He
looks at me with a confused glance but shrugs it off as he carries on
serving others.
I head out the back door and begin to lift the
heavy ones inside, taking them into the cellar, where later the drinks
will be sorted and placed on the shelf. One down, five to go.
One
more box to take inside. I head out the back, just as I'm about to pick
it up my senses go into overdrive. Turning around on the spot I face the
figure. Catching his scared eye I freeze.
"Hello Son." He smirked stepping out of the shadows so I can get a better view.
Taking a step back to keep the distance he is trying to close. My eyes
dart to the stake in his hand and then back to his eyes.
"Dad..." I nod my head briefly trying to calm my racing heart beat. This isn't good.
Jj 'Stang, formally known as Jeff Mustang, is a Slayer. He hunts down various supernatural creatures, trying to make his town a better place. But after a vampire bites back, turning him, everything becomes complicated. Fleeing to a new town, he stumbles across some unlikely characters and begins a new journey... Trying survive, while keeping true to himself.
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