Teaser

Dante Harsher shook the empty shells from his second revolver and began reloading. The rain had stopped, and as he slid the last bullet home, the clouds parted enough for the moon peak through. Four bodies lay in pools of dark blood, the pale light highlighting their most inhuman features. With a flick of his wrist, Dante readied his gun and looked up.

"Now, about your offer..."

The last of the creatures, crouched beside its' fallen companions, suddenly leaped into the air. It's wings spread to almost fill the alley and once again block out the moon. With a final thunderbolt of lead, the creature came crashing back to the hard concrete.

"Sorry, I'm not interested. And I'm not working for your boss again."

He turned and walked from the alley, leaving the angel to slowly die alone and cold.