Ahem
So
Idea?
Imagine. 2006 New York. Scott Goldsmith is just Living Life And Doing Better. He doesn’t even bite people who *ask* him to anymore!
He is walking home late one night when he hears a cry.
Normally, he’d keep walking. Many things happen at night involving people crying out that are frankly not his concern.
But this…
This one piques his interest.
Scott finds his feet turning the corner into a dark, narrow alley before he understands exactly why, facing down and dispatching (which also means a new tear in his favorite leather jacket; wonderful) a young Coven of other Vampires that had found their way in the streets maybe 12 years ago, according to Abolish’s own account.
They surround a cowering boy of at most 23 years old, with fearful blue eyes and a tangled mess of brown hair.
“What’s your name?” Scott asks, though he already knows.
“It’s–it’s Jack. People call me Pyro, though…” The younger man admits.
Aka: Scott discovers something like a reincarnated Jack Von Pyroscythe. It’s a chance to do something different. A clean slate, an unbloodied page.
He could see to it that Jack is helped this time, that he is saved–to do that “good” Doc wanted of him because this probably counts, or, he could call it good enough here, and leave the man to his life.
What will he do?
