Wolfram and Hart hired me about nine months ago. Said they needed someone
with good fighting skills, able to heal quickly and be adverse to pain. I
had just arrived in L.A, trying to find something new in the City of
Angels, something I hadn't done before. Because when you're alive for a
hundred plus years there's little left to do really. I applied, I got it,
now I'm here. In bleeding Siberia. No joke. Turns out a client of the
Russian branch had accidentally opened a doorway into another dimension,
(Garnak to be exact) a place where these ugly bastards called Tahmrofs
ruled the roost. They jumped out, and then went on some gigantic killing
spree, destroying the Moscow Wolfram and Hart, and let me tell you, this
upset a few people. I was part of some crack extermination squad that was
supposed to take these buggers out. The team was made up of other vampires,
demons, a few humans and some witches. All supposedly some of the best
warriors money could buy. Now I'm the only one left. And I want to go home.
Tahmrofs look like those big lizards you see at the zoo, the ones with the horns and big claws that eat crickets by the bucketful to the delight of little boys. Except unlike their smaller, more amusing cousins, Tahmrofs are human shaped, seven feet tall and crammed into thick body armour. And, cheeky buggers that they are, crickets aren't so much on the menu. More like essence. Whatever that is. All I know is that it bloody hurts when they suck it out of you. I've had a few close calls. Tahmrofs move in groups. They're pack demons. And that's how I know that they're aren't many left. The packs are getting smaller, there's more and more strays, wandering on their own. That's how I know that I'm winning. Tahmrofs also kill each other at the drop of a hat, which suits me just fine. They regenerate like the dickens though. And even when I concentrate fully I can't do it as fast as they can.
The deal made with Wolfram and Hart was that we kill all the Tahmrofs, or die trying. Which means that I can't contact them until the job is done, which means I have to stay in this godforsaken country and which also means that Wolfram and Hart have no idea that I'm the only one left. They either think that we're all here, plodding along, or that we're all dead. Christ, can I never get a sodding break!? There's one more pack of these ugly bastards left. I've been tracking them for days. After this I'm though, I don't care if there are any left or not, I'm heading back to L.A, taking a long, hot bath, and sleeping for a month. I guess I'll have to make my own way back, but after tonight, I'm done. I'm going home.
Tahmrofs look like those big lizards you see at the zoo, the ones with the horns and big claws that eat crickets by the bucketful to the delight of little boys. Except unlike their smaller, more amusing cousins, Tahmrofs are human shaped, seven feet tall and crammed into thick body armour. And, cheeky buggers that they are, crickets aren't so much on the menu. More like essence. Whatever that is. All I know is that it bloody hurts when they suck it out of you. I've had a few close calls. Tahmrofs move in groups. They're pack demons. And that's how I know that they're aren't many left. The packs are getting smaller, there's more and more strays, wandering on their own. That's how I know that I'm winning. Tahmrofs also kill each other at the drop of a hat, which suits me just fine. They regenerate like the dickens though. And even when I concentrate fully I can't do it as fast as they can.
The deal made with Wolfram and Hart was that we kill all the Tahmrofs, or die trying. Which means that I can't contact them until the job is done, which means I have to stay in this godforsaken country and which also means that Wolfram and Hart have no idea that I'm the only one left. They either think that we're all here, plodding along, or that we're all dead. Christ, can I never get a sodding break!? There's one more pack of these ugly bastards left. I've been tracking them for days. After this I'm though, I don't care if there are any left or not, I'm heading back to L.A, taking a long, hot bath, and sleeping for a month. I guess I'll have to make my own way back, but after tonight, I'm done. I'm going home.