Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing
I don't own Hellsing
I don't own Hellsing
I don't own Hellsing
Get the picture yet?
Okay, this is a fan fiction of a character that appears for about 5 minutes in Order 4 of Hellsing called Boz, he's Scottish, so that's how I'm going to write it.
WARNING: This Chapter and all the chapters after it will contain strong language and drug use, you have been warned.
Boz's Dilemma
Part 1. How did I get into this?
How the fuck did a manage tae git inta this shit? 'Ere ah am, somewhere in the shit holes of South London, gitting video taped fir the internet, aw the while two giant bastards fight ower me like a piece o' fuckin meat. Some people in life are just no meant to ge' any breaks, ah must be one of them. It's funny how just before yir aboot tae die, the path thit led ye thair flashes before yir eyes n no' one reason thit originally sent you thair is justifiable. Well the same kind o' shit happened tae me.
I don't own Hellsing
I don't own Hellsing
I don't own Hellsing
Get the picture yet?
Okay, this is a fan fiction of a character that appears for about 5 minutes in Order 4 of Hellsing called Boz, he's Scottish, so that's how I'm going to write it.
WARNING: This Chapter and all the chapters after it will contain strong language and drug use, you have been warned.
Boz's Dilemma
Part 1. How did I get into this?
How the fuck did a manage tae git inta this shit? 'Ere ah am, somewhere in the shit holes of South London, gitting video taped fir the internet, aw the while two giant bastards fight ower me like a piece o' fuckin meat. Some people in life are just no meant to ge' any breaks, ah must be one of them. It's funny how just before yir aboot tae die, the path thit led ye thair flashes before yir eyes n no' one reason thit originally sent you thair is justifiable. Well the same kind o' shit happened tae me.