I lined up the demon's head in my sights. Just get it done and over with. I wanted to get back to Carter. The moon was high and the air chilly as I laid on the church's rooftop. I'm killing a demon while laying on a church. If that isn't irony I don't know what is. I pulled the trigger and watched threw the scope as the demon's black blood pored onto the pavement. I felt no regret, I just wished I didn't have to work for the suckers. Sometimes I really hate my mother! Her name was Dru Anderson. Yeah that Dru Anderson, the svetocha that killed Sergei. Long story short my mother got swept off her feet by a smooth talking fast walking sucker. The sucker took her back to the compound he was in charge of and well….. Let's just say I came out of the mix. Four years later my mom was pregnant with my little brother Carter Jay Anderson. Then the djampir raided the compound and my mom got caught in the crossfire leaving me to play mother to a newborn at just four years old. Ever since then I've looked after my little brother. I've played assassin for the suckers. I've been trained with guns, knives and malaika and I'm deadly with all. Even though the compound is dreary is still have my little brother. My story starts around the time when I'm just about to turn 17.