The busy street is where Magnolia PD was located. People were bustling about, getting to where they need to be and the traffic was horrible. The sun was out and the pavement was horribly hot. That was everyday. If a person was walking outside they would feel incredibly sweaty and tense because of the heat. That's what Kyle Grayson is experiencing right now the only difference is he is inside the Magnolia PD.
He was a marine recruit before but stopped pursuing it when his mother needed close medical attention, so he chose to pursue a field closer to it. He graduated top at the academy and after three years of good service and hard work he was promoted to detective. The pay was good and it helped her mother and brother financially but his mother is still in a coma at the hospital. Still fighting whilst his father was killed tragically when he was still at a young age of seven. He was murdered in front of his eyes and that memory still haunts him to these day maybe that's why he has good instinct of being a detective but just this week something happened that his advisor called him at this office. Then got suspended. What the fucking hell, he thought.
As he stared across the street, he felt a cold feeling crept along his spine that he had to massage the back of his neck. Just across the street were people he would soon meet in the future. Some knew each other already and some knew the other from the past life.
The blond man with the red hot Bentley was the same Philip de Silva, a warlock of three centuries of age, who's brother's were dead just eight years ago, he still wanted to find justice but he thirsts more for revenge.
Just beside him, with the same age, was a vampire. Sebastian Leinth who still has amnesia and can't remember his past.
Inside the yellow taxi was Natalia Mayari, a witch older than the latter who just sucked the life essence of her doppelganger eight years ago. She never wanted to but because of her dying body she has no choice. It was after escaping the De Silva facility. The same facility where Philip's brother's were killed.
Moving to the sidewalk, were a long haired man met with his best friend friend. They were Red and Slage, both much older than the latter three. Slage, a vampire, came from a long line of Lackey's of the Gods as well as Red, a werewolf who still retained his scottish accent. Today was their day off and they love hanging out in this little area's cafe when they're not tearing other monsters apart.
Beside them was an angry blonde assassin, she was arguing with her girlfriend who's on the other of the phone. Heidi was working for Anansi, the spider god and today was her day off too but it seems she would not be getting any since she was pissed off. She needed to do punch—kill something.
So that was the people Kyle would soon meet in the future, maybe that's why he felt something at the back of his head.
Kyle immediately recognized that voice. The man approached him a few weeks earlier asking for his services. The man knew of his background and the true reason why he quit the military.
Across the street where the cafe, Slage and Red were to go, Toffee Ricci, also a vampire lackey and a descendant of the Minoan Snake goddess, dialed with his phone and waited for the man across the street to answer.
To be continued...
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