Gerard's POV
~I was weak. In as much pain as I had been in forever it seems. I can't believe they caught me. This must be a dream this can't be real.~
My eyes snap open and I am greeted with blinding colors. I tried to move but I couldn't. I was tied down.
"We need to kill him, now Father!"
"Now Ms. Gardener you know we can't do that. The church would be looked down upon. No one knows that he is the dark presence. We need to get him out into the woods to preform the ritual"
"Hey dipshit one and two where am I" I said rather loudly. "Hello Mr.Way. I see you are awake" the man said. "Hello Father Patrick. I see that you are very observant" I said rolling my eyes. "Shut your mouth, Devil!" The lady that goes by Ms. Gardener exclaimed. "If I was the Devil, I wouldn't be lying here, strapped to this TABLE, WITH YOU TWO CUNTS"! I yelled. "You're gonna get yourself murked, Father Patrick".I said before either of them could reply.
Father Patrick walks over to where he is in my field of vision. "Just call me Patrick. I hate this line of work" He said leaning on the table I was trapped to. "I'm Patrick Stump. I'm a vampire hunter. I was after your brother until you came along, you little shit." He said smiling. "Father...father Patrick what are you talking about"!? Ms. Gardener said. "What is-" Patrick pulled out a gun and shot her in cold blood. "GOD I hated her! She's so annoying! Hah" he said going to put his gun away but stopped for a second. He looked up at me and smiled.
He raised the gun and placed it on my forehead. Panic spread through me
