Damn, those boys hit hard. We took ‘em down, but one of ’em managed to ring my bell pretty good before doing the dick move thing of taking a bite out of Aspen. My boys took that serious, sliced his jaw so Drake could raid his brain after curing Aspen from whatever vampire herpes those guys were carrying. Come to find out these were just the bottom feeders of one tough ass clan, so we back off to come up with a raid plan to get Andria’s pops back. For some reason it involved a big-ass pearl, so I put my boys on it and Aspen grabbed one from her shop first, so Prower took it like a challenge and found a bigass bowling ball pearl for the win!
So the plan was Drake would distract the clan while the rest of us took a chopper into the roof. Aspen blows open the roof, me and Andria and for some damn reason Aspen’s boy-toy James jump right in the top floor to grab Andria’s poppa and chopper back out. Starts right on track, Drake turns the whole club into a damn ocean and we drop in on three vampire warriors and a sleepy poppa. It’s on…