((wasnt it ricardo??))
"if im correct in my theory, more of their little group will show up...somewhere" john replied absently..he suddenly stopped...
"hes in trouble" he said and disapeared..
tristan looked up as the door dinged open..a stange man with bowed legs and a top hat walked in..tristan smelled a vampire instantly and drew one of his knives..
"im going to give you this one chance to leave, vampire..chances are ill meet you in the future, so im feeling generous"
"most kind of you, slayer" the vampire replied, with a heavy brooklin accent.."however, tha master wants you alive, and i have no interest in leaving" the man snapped his fingers, and instantly 20 vampires were in the room.."i would appreciate if you came quietly, tristan"
tristan was boned and he knew it..but there was something else..the powerful presence he felt before..was it help or more trouble?
suddenly 19 of the vampires dropped dead...just like that, gone...1 more was gasping for air, as if he was choking..he soon joined the other on the floor..the leader looked fine, but when tristan looked closer, he realized the tophatted vampire was aging, quickly...in seconds, he was no more than a pile of ash..
"what the hell?" tristan exclaimed..
"i figured you would need help" a voice said from behind him...he turned around, and their, standing over 9 feet tall, was the grim reaper..
"WOAH!" tristn yelled, steppig back..
"is that any way to treat a guy who saved your life?" john asked mildly, looking at the room around him.."you call this a shop?"
"yea, thanks for that...who the hell are you?" tristan said, a little shaky
"i am the lord of death, the grim reaper, but you can call me john"
"john?"
"yeah, whats wrong with that?" john asked, a little miffed..
"i was kinda expected a name more....threatening than john" tristan looked at all the dead vampires around him.."but then again, i guess names dont always matter..
"observant little human arent you?" john muttered sarcastically..
"i try...can you tell me why you're here?"
"looking after you" john replied.."seriously, you wrok here?"
tristan ignored the last question and said "why im i that important to the lord of death?"
"well, not yet..your powers need a little......tweaking
"so you're going to teach me...things like that?" tristan asked..
"that will take lots of tweaking.."
"i doubt it"
"oh really?" john asked, sceptical.."so sure are you of your abilities?"
tristan looked a little nervous now.."...yeah.."
"very well..i will come back soon...until then, dont go getting into situations like that again.." john said, teleporting away...tristan just looked at where john was standing...
"you gotta teach how to do that" he said, smiling..