Dark Nephilim( Supernatural )

Probably, everyone in his life at least once dreamed of becoming a shooter. Did not bypass this fate and me. In my defense I will note that I was young and stupid. " Perhaps" has arisen under the influence of many TV shows, anime and fan fiction. What can I say, apparently, I became one. Well, how else can you explain the fact that I'm a 30-year-old man being held by a young girl with a tired face and poking me in the mouth with her big tit.

If you're a baby, you don't have a lot of options for fun, or rather, none at all.

So I decided to remember how came to life so. The last thing I remember from my past life is the New Year. I celebrated it with my closest friends: the black cat Behemoth, the computer and a light beer.

Another viewing of one of his favorite TV series with two constantly dying brothers, was interrupted by a New Year gift for all residents of the house: electricity was lost.

The mats of grateful people heard, probably, half of the city. Actually, not for the first time, but the holiday was spoiled. All the hope is that our regular electrician, Uncle Kolya, living on the second floor, is sober enough. I had to get dressed and go to him. Most likely, then also to stomp in the store, behind a bottle of white. What can I do? People do not work for free. I do not keep this at home, no need.

'I'm going, I'm going, who's the one who's been having a hard time? 'he asked, his slippers rustling on the floor.

- Your upstairs neighbor, Uncle Kolia.

- Sasha, are you stoll? - It's probably a rhetorical question, so I didn't answer.

The door opened, and I got a flashlight in my eyes, almost went blind, no normal words, nothing but mats.

-Now I will go to see - he immediately understood why I came, - only you know - and made a famous gesture, patting the neck with his hand. As I thought.

- Yeah, I got it, I'm going to the store. - I barely managed to suppress the heavy breathing.

As expected, my hopes that the nearest grocery store to our house worked out, failed and had to stomp in the neighboring area, the good is not very far. On my way back, I heard a woman scream from a dark alley.

I've never been a hero, but leaving a girl in trouble is not an option. When I ran around the corner of the house, I saw two men, one holding a girl's hands and covering her mouth, the other trying to undress her. And all this is almost lying on the ground.

And it will not be cold for them? I thought to myself before I spoil the fun that has not started. There was a ringing of broken bottles all around. The present for Uncle Kolya did not survive the meeting with the head of one of these creatures. The one that tried to take off his clothes. He certainly did not pass out, but exactly «floated». The other one reacted late, which allowed me to run him from his foot in his cheeky face, I didn't hold back, I got a wet crack.

He had the girl sitting down, so he was able to shine from his foot.

"I hope I didn't kill you," I thought in fright. 'but I could hear him groaning, which calmed me down a bit.

And then I made the mistake of rushing to help a girl who was trying to get up and who, surprisingly, was barely crying, for which I guess I paid the price.

- Careful! she shouted, and I felt a sharp pain in my side. Although I was in the army a long time ago, some skills remained. The elbow broke the freak's nose and he fell again, and I put my feet on him.

Most likely, the shard of the bottle that stabbed me hit something important, because that's all I remember.

I hope the girl's okay, she seems to live in our house.