David had found trouble, again. Of course he always went looking for it. He had performed a future seeing ritual two days ago to discover three werewolves who lured a couple young girls into the woods on the night of the full moon, killing them just before dawn. He'd spent a day and half attempting to find the location where it had occured. When they arrived he loaded his silver rounds and said a quiet prayer, none of them could have been more than a year older than him, children all of them. As the five of them laughed and joked he waited, hour after hour watching them drink and party.

Finally when the two girls were worn out the boys stepped out into the moonlight. Fur sprouted from them and they howled like wolves, the girls scared began to back up against the rocks near David. That's when he jumped. "Stay back!" He yelled as his shotgun blasted silver pellets into the two closet to him. The remaining wolf darted off, beginning to circle in growth, now having a large feast all to himself. 

David spoke, hoping to convince the beast to leave."I am a Solomon, if you choose to fight you will die as your friends did. You can leave and never return or die." He stated, the wolf-man charged from the foliage, ready to tear the English boy to shreds. Yet he shoved the cat head of the staff towards wolf it reeled back in fear before six bullets pierced it's heart killing it.

He turned back to the women. "Go now and forget what you saw here... If you tell others more of the beasts will only come after you." He warned before the girls scrambled away, next he began to purify grounds they had killed upon freeing spirits who had not found closure. Finally he burned the bodies of the Werewolves and spread the ash around, should other packs be near they would depart quickly. Nothing scared off wolves like smelling their own dead.

Making way back into the city he could just barely see the sun rising. He loved the cold, Chicago reminded the British boy of his home in London. He paused however as he returned to town, he saw a young girl picking another girl and walking away with her, that's when it struck him. That was the Vampire hunter, she hunted creatures in Chicago like the others he followed wondering what she was doing with the girl. He followed eyes trained on the Vampire girl.

He started to fal behind losing her as the city started to wake up yet when he turned a corner he bumped into girl, Trinity, David dropped his staff and his bag, as he picked up the strange staff and fixed his hat. He looked down, seeing the shotgun was easily within the girls he scoped it up. "Sorry that a... A prop for the play I'm doing." He tried to fake it, but the witch hunters hat, the strange staff, a shotgun? He could he look like anything but a demon hunter.