“Who the fuck are these assholes?” A vampire says as he watches three people dressed as superheroes enter the room.

“The Love Police, bitch.” Taylor says as he rushes in and punches the man. The man blocks with his arms, but the white light on Taylor's fist engulfs him and deletes most of his body.

“You didn't time your comeback.” Jesse comments from behind, a little disappointed.

“What are you, the comeback police? I tried to time it as best I could.” Taylor says with some disgruntlement.

“Can you two stop messing around and get to work.” Sylvie says with a glare.

“Yes, mom.” The two respond before moving forward to find their targets.

...

…

The trio fought their way through a couple hallways before finding themselves in an inner chamber. There were a bunch of random people tied up on the ground and several people were helping to untie them.

A crowman greets the superhero trio and raises an eyebrow at the costumes before deciding to ignore it. Taylor recognized him as the black-winged Gregory from his first vampire meeting. “It’s done.” Gregory says, causing Taylor’s shoulders to slump. “The ones here are the survivors, as for the ones who were in the process of turning… They’ve been taken care of.” The man says, avoiding the grisly details.

“Well, fuck. Does that mean the job’s done, then? Can we go home?” Taylor asks, not quite getting it all of it out his system.

“I’m told you owe the Demon Heart vampires a few more jobs, so it's possible you’ll be called in. But the war is starting to calm; the Mountain Climbers have grown quiet and we think they’re preparing to start the ritual to crown Hanz the Vampire King. Unless we find their base or the place for the ritual, it’s unlikely you’ll be called in again.” Gregory explains. “You might as well take this time to rest. A big fight is probably coming up soon…” He says, expressing his understanding of it.

“Ugh…” Taylor says, not liking the sound of that. This fight seemed like it would be on a bigger level than he was capable of. “Can we say no to the big battle? You guys probably don’t need us anyway.” Taylor says, looking for a way out.

“Your friends can probably stay out of it. But for you, I imagine you’ll have to partake, unless you want to owe the Demon Heart vampires a blood debt.” Gregory says with a grin.

“Well, fuck.” Taylor exclaims, feeling reluctant to be part of a big battle. This seems like one of those things where you can get killed just from the aftereffects of a boss battle… Taylor thinks with some worry.

“Don’t worry, Taylor. I’ll be there for you.” Jesse says with a pat to Taylor’s shoulder.

Taylor chuckles bitterly. “Nah, you should probably stay home. Thanks though. I appreciate the thought.” He says with a sigh. Some assistance would be nice, but I’d rather not risk anyone close to me. Taylor thinks to himself. Unfortunately, he didn’t have anyone else in mind to drag along either.

“Do you want me to come?” Sylvie asks with some worry.

Taylor smiles. “Nah, take care of little Johnny. I’ll just go and hide in a corner somewhere, waiting for the battle to pass.” Taylor says, ignoring the look of judgement that Gregory was giving him. “Anyways, that’s for me to worry about later. For now… Victory threesome?” Taylor says with an expecting smile.

Sylvie chuckles. “Fine. We might as well.” She says with a sigh, feigning reluctance.

“At least ask for my permission first.” Jesse says with a shake of her head.

“You guys are fucking gross.” Gregory says, his look of judgement now focused on all three of them. “And why the fuck are you all in spandex anyway? This isn’t a comic book convention.” He says with disgruntlement before turning and walking away. “Dirty little sinners…” He mumbles as he leaves, his black wings twitching along with his emotions.