I've screwed the pooch now for sure. Now I'm a very calm and rational demon and i have followed the rules of the Goldstein tavern since the lovely owner hired me to pour drinks to the unruly monsters and gods who come to escape the harshness of modern times and I don't mind the mundaneness of it it's better than the screams of the damned and scaring teenagers, the last I don't mind too much and is quite entertaining.When the tavern closes the owner mrs Jefferson will cloak the place which hides the place from any more customers until daytime.I would usually clean up and go up to the room I was given to stay in.
I was all alone when I heard the faint knock just you know me lil ol Shane the most least threatening demon all alone hearing a sound that wasn't supposed to be there it was impossible so what do I decide to do! I open the gosh darn door at the time I thought it was just wind or maybe it's just the door, this place is pretty ancient and dingy but what I find instead was a well dressed buff little guy that looks to have fallen and hit his head on the door.How could this be? Had the cloaking spell not worked?
The guy doesn't seem to have teeth or glowing eyes or any notably supernatural features and I can't sense anything he just seems to be a regular dude this just raises my concern how could he have found this place?. I get a good luck at his face he does seem unnaturally attractive maybe he's a vampire like the ones from twilight. He looks a bit sickly maybe he's a ghost of course how would i know I've never seen a ghost before.I look down to see a bullet wound on the fellas shoulder and hip bleeding over the tight white button up. This isn't good I can't have this guy bleed out especially not here. I grab a towel off the bar and press it to one of the bigger wounds. I've gotta call a doctor,i get up to dial a number to a witch doctor called curly he's a trusted friend and hopefully won't tell anyone what happened I look over to the man currently bleeding out on the wooden floor they looked so peaceful in their grey suit it would have been nice but in this situation it's just unnerving.
I put the phone up to my ear and glanced at the guys chest and it's small indication of him breathing.
"Yo Shane what's up?"
"Curly i got someone who is hurt and I need you to get your stuff ready I will be coming over with them"
"It's very late Shane so you owe me"
"I'll owe you if you make sure they don't die"
"Bring them then I'll be waiting "
I put the phone back well now that that's sorted now to move this guy without seeming suspicious which will definitely be easy because so many people carry bleeding people like bags in the dark.
I looked over my shoulder to see the man leaning up against the bar staring at me his beady eyes watching my every move with suspicion. His shoulders looked heavy and he seemed to be struggling to stand without leaning on the bar if he could walk I'm sure he would have bolted.
"You okay their buddy"I give a dry laugh which he responds to with a pointed glare
I slowly walk over with my hands out.
"Is it ok if I take you to a doctor so you don't bleed out on the floor or die It would get me in a bit of trouble"He continues to glare at me
"How do I know your not hired by Ricky to trick me"he staid pointedly
"Whose Ricky?"
"Don't play dumb!"he said harshly.This is becoming irritating quickly why are humans so tricky
"You're wasting time do you wont to die?No...didn't think so"I tried to put his arm over my shoulder but he quickly shoved away from me surprising me.He searched his pockets before pulling out a badge and his gun
"I'm detective Ryan Bergara and I'm on a case...you will let me be or... I will arrest you for..objecting justice"he or Ryan was slipping unconscious and his grip on the gun was loose I took my chance closing the distance and tried to take it out of his hands but this action seemed to spook the little guy and he pulled the trigger.Ryan starred wide eyed at me or more importantly where the bullet should have been lodged in my skin but instead was on the floor I know it's definitely some superman bull.Ryan promptly passed out.Well guess I gotta move a body odddy ~
can't keep it here,can't let this mr Bergara die not here.
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FanfictionShane keeps his life and his nature a secret that is until detective Bergara barges into his bar.
