Five separate incidents happened two days ago. One, a man released a deadly poison. Two, another poisoned an entire schools food supply, killing everyone inside. Three, seventeen workers were shot and killed. Four, seven guards shot, followed by an escape of an inmate. Five, a man set a priest on fire outside of his church. The thing that the five have in common, they all know each other. They run a gang called Devils Ride, a biker gang that worships the devil in all but physical body, for now that is.
Coming to a stop, I looked up from the paper and saw that we were in the middle of nowhere. Jumping out of the back, I made my way over to the driver and held out the paper to him, with him taking it. "Gracias, aquí, por el gas!" I said, handing his a twenty, with him taking it and driving off fast.
Walking down the dirt road, I looked at all of the trailers, with me stopping at the one that said Garcia. Walking up to the door, I knocked on it. "Te lo dije, ya hice mi alquiler!" The person on the other side yelled, making me smile.
"I don't remember owning a trailer park!" I yelled, with me seeing the inside door opening up soon after, seeing a shocked man. From what I remembered, he was 5ft5, baby faced and scrawny. This man, was 5ft11, had a strong jaw and a bit more muscle on him. "Sam." I said, with me backing up as he opened the screen door.
"You should be dead." He said, looking me up and down.
"I was, but Death, my new boss, wants me to do some things for her, I'm her toy so to speak." I said, with him backing up and holding his hands up.
"You're not here for my soul, are you?!" He yelled, with me laughing and shacking my head at him.
"No, no, nothing like that." I said, rubbing the back of my head. "I go around and kill the people who kill the ones who weren't supposed to die yet, and guess who just so happens to be next." I said, losing my smile, with his face going white.
"Come in." He said, turning around and walking in. Stepping inside, I saw that the place as a mess, with me looking back at him. "Sorry about the mess, never was one for cleaning." He said, sitting down on the couch. "Do you know when?" He asked, with me shacking my head.
"No, just that it will be soon, and I have a pretty good idea on who does it." I said, with him nodding.
"Listen, I have a way to get back to the states, but I cant leave Juana." He said, gaining my attention. "She's currently with my child man, I cant leave her like this, you know that my father left out on me, I don't want that for my child!" He said, with me nodding.
"I have a place we can go, its far north." I said, looking around then at him. "How long do you think it would take to go get her and come back here?" I asked, with him thinking about it.
"It would take me a hour, I'll head out now!" He said, grabbing his keys and standing up. "I really hope that you can save me, I'm counting on you, Succubus." He said, with me groaning at him.
"Its Incubus, but for now, its Decay while I'm working under Death." I said, with him nodding his head with a small smile.
"Decay, sounds badass, for a loser like you!" He said, lightly punching my arm before leaving.
Looking around the place, I scratched my head. "Well, at least its not the brotherhood house." I said, with me getting to cleaning to pass the time.