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Aden was not the tight for fancy balls and for Christmas. He really actually hated Christmas.. Chris reminded him of everything that he ever had lost it always came to generally being alone on Christmas. Somehow that had worked out for years. The worst part about this year is couldn't even drink. He could even drown his sorrows and a bottle.

He had been having fun killing things, especially now that he had found out about the boundaries which have been providing him with a new challenge and thrilled that he was enjoying but that high only lasted so long and he decided to take a break clean up and head down to the bar just to do something that made him feel human for a moment.

Aden went home took a shower and cleaned up, looking at the present that he had wrapped up sitting on the small little tables in his hotel room. Which reminded him of Beauty, she was busy getting stuff done for her business so he figures he wasn't going to call and bug her tonight. It would be another night. It was normally easier. She would just randomly show up when she had time. Most of the time. which he always thought was weird because he never was in the same hotel room longer than a week until she finally told him that she had hacked his cell phone, which he thought was kind of funny now that Valkyrie and Beauty. Both had him on tracker app. He didn't even know what he really had a cell phone for because he didn't call anyone. He barely used it to look up anything on YouTube. Most the time it was a random text to one of them to which was very rare. He was pretty sure there's something weird about the idea of both them been able to track him down, which he thinks is kind of funny that he doesn't trust them. But he does., they both had begin to grow on him more than he had expected.

He knew he made his way towards Valkyrie's place of employment that she knew that he wasn't working with Doc anymore. She was going to make do some work because. He was not supposed to be being lazy. So he decided that he would head down to the bar maybe mess around with some of the guys down there. Maybe get into a bar fight. Who new. He the way he was going to do what he wanted not get pressured into doing something else.

Aden decided to make his way down to the handlebar figure that he was bull **** with some of the guys that were regulars pay for some drinks pretend to drink some. he made his way and set down towards the far into the bar where he normally did. Billy was a weird guy that was there often made his way over to him. They started chatting. When Billy started telling him about this neo-Nazi gang that. was starting to grow in a town about an hour north of Harper rock. Even got quite interested because there was one thing that he loved more than anything else and it was killing Nazis an neo-Nazis. No one got mad when you killed Nazis and it was just so much fun to kill them. Billy began telling him that there were rumors that there were some vampires in the group. that really perked up Aidan's attention. The idea of killing vampire Nazis. This was going to be the best Christmas ever.

Aden thanked Billy for the information paid for Billy's tab, Decided he would go and check out the place that Billy mentioned.

As he headed out towards his bike. He quickly pulled out his phone checking the time. Then using his smart phone. He looked up to see how long it would take him to get to where Billy was talking about if it was an hour out. It looked like he had enough time to drive there. Maybe bother the bartender before having to get a hotel to spend the day. Which was enough time for him to realize if you need to stay there or if he was wasting his time.

So he put on his helmet got on the bike and begin to ride through the cold air out of Harbor rock heading to his destination. It was nice, quiet ride, moving to the curves, letting the bike do the work. It was quite relaxing. Just him on the bike for a drive but inside he was a bit excited. The idea of getting to kill Nazis had him so excited. It was a bit ridiculous. He had been watching these videos online by team four-star dbz abridged and as well than watching one of their other series their Helsing abridged series and he had thought it was hilarious.

Aden was a bit of an odd guy, he still enjoyed his violent Japanese animated cartoons. He always loved cartoons since he was a kid. The older he got he got deeper into the dark anime. He just loves action and fighting cartoons. There's just something about it that incited his child and adult all at the same time. And this was going to be awesome because there really were neo-Nazis. He totally had a plan that was completely ridiculous. He was going to do it. It was going to be absolutely enthralling for his inner child.

The entire time he drove his mine just kept running it over and over in circles thinking about how this would play out. It was going to be a bloodied mass he was going to love every moment of it. Especially if he was going to wear the costume and they were really neo-Nazis. He was really hoping there were some stupid vampires that were dumb enough to have joined a neo-Nazi biker gang and the outside of Harbor rock. Where they were no longer relatively immortal. That way he got to kill neo-Nazi vampires. This was going to be the best Christmas present. He could've ever gotten.

Finally, he reached the small town. It was one of those towns that you move through passing through knew that you get a decent amount of stuff for your journey. And the town most likely relied on a few people on their vacations, hunters to come up and make the town money. There was a decent sized bar could tell, and a few little nice bed and breakfast hotels so we can at least figure out where he was going to spend days sleeping. As he pulled in.

Ahen pulled into the first gas station. He realized that he was going to have to go to the bar and pop the bartender for a bit of information which was always pretty easy, but for a man who couldn't drink alcohol. That was a little bit more difficult. He had to come up with a plan. As you begin to think he topped off his gas tank giving his mind a minute to roll some ideas around when one hit him.

He could use the similar trick that he does back home but he was going to need a Yancey cup instead of an empty beer bottle. He strolled in getting one from the guy at the gas station. Putting it on his bike as he began slipping over towards the bar parking his bike outside taking out the Yancey cup. He could use it the same way he did the beer bottle. He made his way inside holding the cup in one hand and pretending to shiver a bit from the cold as he made his way up to the bar.

There weren't many people in the place a few drinking as it was getting into the later hours getting closer to when the bar would close. There's probably a few regulars out about and what looked like a few people that were on vacation. He set down at the bar and waited for the pretty bartender which he was lucky as it actually was a pretty bartender, she was probably in her mid-20s was probably stuck in this town is used to hearing all types of sad stories. As well as people passing through hitting on her quite hard so he figured he would go for a different approach.

She made her way over to him, ask him what he needed. He said, "I take a large, very large jack and coke." She smiled and began to fix his drink. He began to scan the bar. He could see towards the back what looked like to be some neo-Nazis wasn't sure from that distance, he could see their jackets. Most of them had skinned heads, but that could just be a coincidence.

She made her way back with his drink." Thank you, I needed that." He takes a few sips doesn't actually swallow and takes a sip of his Yancey cup release that's what it looks like. Not actually swallowing, but letting the new concoction slip to the Yancey cup so it looks as if he drinks his original Jack and Coke

Aden smiles little "I was in a biker bar a few towns over, stop the warm-up and get a brew. I have some business to do down in Harper rock. Some of the guys I was talking to said that you guys had an interesting new set of guest in your town. Said there's been a flux of a new group of bikers lately that seem to be heading in this direction or has it that they make in their base here?" He wasn't too loud. He was just perfect that she should could hear him and maybe about two or three people that were sitting pretty close to him at the bar if there was any currently at the moment there was not.

The bartender stopped as she turned and looked at him. She gave a very hard once-over before she decided to open her mouth as she leaned over on the bar and her voice got quite low." More and more of the Aryan Guard have been showing up in our town lately. Poor Mr. Jones died not too long ago, and it seems that his property was bought by one of their members. They haven't started any trouble in our town yet but they got the local people a bit worried. Why would you ask?".

Aden smiles like he had just won the lotto as a smile slowly turned into a smirk " Well, I am a son of Odin. Most of us are not a fan of those that pervert our faith. And from what I've gotten of this lovely town. It's full of decent nice people. You guys do a decent tourist season and have some pretty good hunting guides. You guys are just out here to make money and have a simple life, and in a group like that normally makes it a bit more complicated."

Takes a few sips of his drink, then pretend like he's having a drink of coffee after doing the same as before. " Rumor has it there, setting up shop. I don't think you guys want that stuff in this town. It'll draw attention to more bikers, not the ones that are just passing through. I was can have little looksee see if what I had heard was true."

It didn't help that at this point Aden had grown from 6'9 to be about 6'4 to and is well toned solid muscle. He had a classic 50 style black leather jacket that he had zipped up with on the back a long braided beard and beads in it. The huge Viking held twin axes his hands and looks like he was ready for a fight on the back of his jacket and under in a ribbon. It was written son of Odin. He on a simple pair of dark black blue jeans, and a pair of black Harley biker boots, a pair of fingers leather biker gloves and a warmer set of thick leather riding gloves sticking out one of his pockets of his leather jacket. As she had leaned over the counter. She could probably see the hilt of the 9 mm that he had a belt poking at the jacket enough to have an idea. The man was backing.

The bartender looked at him. As you could tell that she was choosing her words carefully." We deftly don't want any trouble in our town. And I don't think anybody wants that type of business." You could tell that she was going to continue talking as somebody raised a glass called out" Jenny". As she quickly stood up grabbed a pitcher of beer made her way to one of the patrons.

Aden watched, he could tell it was a local by her demeanor as she talked to him. She put her hand on his shoulder. She seemed quite personal with that customer. As she started to make her way back to the bar the guys in the back that he had figured were probably part of the neo-Nazi group that now he had confirmed was in the area. One of them reached out and grabbed her by the arm. She could seem quite startled and rejected by his attention as he held her there for a while before she finally yanked her arm back, grabbing two pictures off their table and come storming off to the bar, filling them up before returning, keeping her distance from the table almost as much as possible before placing both pictures back down. As she walked away. One of them went for a swipe to get close enough to give her a little pat on the *** but apparently, she had dealt with this type of thing before and was quite quick on her step, making him look a bit foolish swinging at nothing but air almost falling out of his chair.

Aden had made a mental note that he was going to take care of that group before the night was over yet about three or four hours before he probably should check in to a hotel or find a spot to disappear in the woods with his special sleeping bag that he had on the back of his bike. He was beginning to think this was going to be one of those trips where he hides in the woods. No point of getting someone involved at the hotel.

In the old days, he probably would've tried to hit on the bartender see if maybe he was her type. But Beauty had done something to him. Even though she was gorgeous. He just didn't see her in the same light as he used to. Which reminds me should probably text her soon as she was going to probably look on her phone and when she noticed that he was out of harbor rock and she looked up his GPS location is probably going to get some type of conversation that he wasn't down with having.

He pulled out his phone quickly began to text her, letting her know he you'd be out of town for a few days doing some business. That he missed her and hope to see her when he got back. Then putting away his phone and waiting for the bartender to make her way back over to him.

Aden smirked at his phone when it made the "knock knock" sound. He read her reply and smiled sending back that he would stay the night next time and was not joking adding send hearts too. Hit send then typed out" I got to do what I do best.". Which she knew what that meant. "knock knock" I know I be careful. I will, I promise". His phone went off again almost immediately. Then quickly read the message with a soft smirk locking his phone and sliding it back into his pocket.

He wasn't sure what it was about beauty that captured him so much. There was a bit of her innocence, as well want he like her Disney evil. Or if it really was that all she wanted was him to be there. She never expected anything of him. Besides for him to be sweet to her and bit rough. When they wrestled she reminded him of the video of the honey badger when male was courting the female. They would wrestle he would be quite rough with her. Which is pretty much what happened. Every single time he went over to see beauty or she pop by to see him was exactly the same as the video.

Then the bartender began to walk back over. That's when he looked up. That's when his predatory senses started to go off the look on her face. She was hiding it. Not as well, as she liked but she was doing a pretty good job she had been a bartender long enough. The new how to shake off the customer said something that disturbed her, but this one shook her a little bit harder. Aden had an idea what it was, which was going to make the opportunity to do what he wanted to do a little bit easier. The problem is that she might want to thank him that could be a problem. Would he have to let them be a bit rougher with her just to prove a point that way he would keep her mouth shut. He didn't like any of that but he was going to play it by ear.

The bartender came back and he ordered another drink paid his tab in cash as she seems to start rounding up some of the other customers avoiding that last table as everyone else seemed to know that he was getting close to closing time. Most of them seem like regulars of you seem like others just passing through. Probably staying at the hotel for the night. He noticed that the group in the back didn't seem to act at all like they were going to leave.

When the bartender came back over to collect his last glass. " Do you need me to give you a ride home or walk you to your car tonight?" She looked a bit shaken but seemed as if he thought she had it under control. " Johnny the cook in the back and I will lock it up. It won't be a problem. Don't worry Hun."

Aden got up and made his way towards the door taking his cup that he had bought for his ruse with him. Zipping up his jacket, knowing that he's gonna have to hot out in the cold a little while. As these guys were not going to leave her alone. They picked the wrong night to mess with the pretty bartender. These were the guys that were the worst type of scum they took whatever they wanted and use whatever philosophy to justify whatever they wanted to do. They conscience was nonexistent. Their morals didn't exist either. It wasn't the first time guys like this blood would cover his hands. They wouldn't be the last. They were kind of his favorite because they normally fought hard. But when they realized they were broken and they were going to die. That look in there eyes when realizing how pathetic they were. That it was going to end like this. No glory just getting beat down like a b****. Always made him smile.

The thing he hated the most about living out in the side of the world was. It was just cold, it wasn't like hey today's a nice day. No ,it's just cold or absolutely cold or freezing. Or hey, I'm a vampire Popsicle. He made his way over to his bike puts on his helmet. He rides himself a little bit out of out of the parking lot into the street beside one of the buildings giving him a decent view of the bar. Waiting for the other people to leave. Managed choose a spot where he could see relatively the front door and then the parking lot he cannot see the back by the dumpster. But he was gonna let his senses tell him what was going on guys income out in enough time he was going to go in.

So he waited. It'd take long before the normal patients made their way out staggering to their vehicle and driving off. He was getting a bit antsy, patients really wasn't his strong suit. Even when he spent his time in the jungles waiting for the opportunity to do what he was paid to do. Waiting was just something he was never good at. What he had to wait, a lot easier to make the bodies disappear out in the open in the snow versus in the bar. A lot harder to clean up blood in a bar. And he didn't have enough time for that.

His patient's and finally started to run out. He had a feeling that he had missed his opportunity when the door got pushed open and watch the guys back out with there hands up. That's when he saw it. Apparently, there was a double barrel shotgun hidden behind the bar, which he figured. What he didn't expect was there was one in the back with the cook. Apparently, both her and Johnny were holding shotguns and those guys decided that would not be the time and place to fight. When someone holding a double barrel shotgun, especially if you have an idea. That there is buckshot in it and the business end is pointed at you, you normally make that type of decision, a wise decision on their part.

He could tell the guys quite heated as they got on their bikes and started to head out. He hit his engine letting them get a little bit of head of him before he started to drift out behind them. They got about 10 minutes out of town when suddenly the guy started to turn around and head back. Apparently, they didn't think this through or know that they were being tailed. Especially by pissed off vampire look in the killing some Nazis .

This was going to be easy. He could hear them, and they didn't know he was there. Being a vampire and your senses being heightened always make things a lot easier. He stopped his bike in the middle of the road, unzipped his jacket reached in grabbing both of his 9 mm pulling them out as he was about to have some fun. Both have extended clips. And like always he had enough ammo on him to fight a small war all by himself.

He knew that he didn't need to breathe but he always got excited especially when he was about to fight since he had become a vampire. It had gotten even worse, especially when he knew it was about to go down. He had gotten a lot better at it lately over the last year he had been able to learn to relatively control the rage and the battle lust. But what made this special is that they were Nazis. No one could yell at you for killing Nazis, but Nazis. And he had been watching the Helsing a great series. And he decided that he was going to dress up as the main character and kill a whole bunch and Nazis was really hoping there was gonna be a few vampires so then he could kill vampire Nazis.

He was having a little bit too much fun with the imagery and he said he had to shake it loose and get back to task these guys are going back after the bartender they were going to try to get her alone and they weren't even gonna make it back in town. He could see them before they could see him. He pulled up both of his iron took one deep breath even though he knew that he didn't need it. It was an old habit helped him relax even though he was even more steady. Now that he was a vampire. He was trying to calm the excitement. He felt like a little kid that just went to the biggest toy store in the world and he was told he could buy whatever he wanted he was just so excited. It was hard to contain it. There really were Nazis!

Everyone always wanted to headshot it was cool, especially when the head kind of exploded. But the most effective and the easiest to make was the center mass. He waited until they could see him enough to begin to realize the situation as they would begin to understand what was about to happen. He already began to open fire right hand. The left then right and left popping two shots each at the guys in the center. His shots were done such well in sync and so quickly that almost only sounded like one shot. Each bullet found their mark not perfectly where he aim them, but center mass was a big target. All you had to do was hit center mass. The man that trained him as a mercenary he drilled that into his head" Center mass, Red center mass."

Both of the bikes went down hard as you guys barely were able to swerve to avoid them. Now they knew they were in a firefight and they didn't even have a chance anyone that understood where it takes to make a decent shot knew that that was a well played shot into just like that.

The other to swerve their bikes back and forth trying to avoid hitting their buddies that had quickly fall victim to Aden set of bullets. Their bikes barely under control. They swerve back and forth trying not to hit each other as they studied their bikes, but as the time they finally got them relatively steady without getting them to slip out under both of them. They were within a few feet of him.

What amused him, even more, is when he saw one of them reach for their gun. Very few people could shoot and drive at the same time. It was almost impossible to hit what it is you are aiming for to compensate for the vibration in the bike. Keep yourself steady with one hand while driving. It was doable. He had done it as a vampire and hitting the exact mark that he was aiming for. Without his powers was almost impossible. So he wasn't really worried about them making their mark. He quickly slides both of his guns back in his holster. He reaches up and grabs the bike with one hand clicking it in the first year. As the bike begins to move. He quickly reaches out with his other spare hand leaning his bike towards the one that should be in reach.

You gotta love vampire reflexes. He thinks to himself as his hand reach out and grab the man by the throat. And you got a live love dumbasses that don't wear helmets which may do so much easier. With his hand tightly around the man's throat, squeezing is hand begin collapsing the man's windpipe. Naturally, the idiot lets go of the bike both hands and tried to remove his attacker's hands around his neck, which just made it easier for Aden to toss the man off the bike completely crushing his windpipe the same time.

Aden then quickly put his hand back on the bike taking the back in around sliding it like he was a stuntman. The back tire squeal slid a little bit more than he wanted because of the ice and snow but he didn't go off the road. It looked beautiful to anyone that would've been watching. The one that was left looked and saw his buddy go flying off the bike into the pavement. He knew that he was good an struck with fear, which meant that he was going to try to turn back around and ride hard back to wherever he felt safe wherever there was a whole bunch of bikers that could back him up. But he wasn't going to make it. He wasn't even going to get a chance to turn around.

Aden reach back down grabbing his gun setting in between the center of his handlebars. He let his mind go blank let his eyes focused on the gun you will listen to his heartbeat if he had one. Let the feeling of the power within him slowly begin to draw his eyes begin to focus. Everything slowly slows down his mind was moving faster. He was stupidly concentrating on the shot every single since everything about him was completely focused on the shot. Then he took it (Deadeye 2) the shot hit his mark the man's head popped as the bullet came out the other side. The man swerved and drove off into the side of the road, crashing his bike and him with it.

" Gotta love being a vampire. 4 for Bloody Red 0 for Neo-Nazis. Or should I say 4 for Alucard 0 for the Nazis". Was way too amused with himself as he knew that son was going to come up soon and no one was going to put these dead Nazis on the news. But soon their bodies would come looking for them. And that's what he wanted them to find the bikes, their bodies scattered so they would have a meeting. A meeting would that there would be more neo-Nazis to kill. But he needed to find this place to relax, to hide his crazy sleeping bag to work and call it a night sleeping in the force of the helmet hidden under snow sounds exciting.

Driving his bike down the road good bit. Then pull it off slowly drifting down beside the road navigating his bike to the trees until he was deep enough in the woods that he felt he should not be interrupted, finding what sticks stuffy good putting brush whatever he could around his bike to camouflage it from the roadside pulls out his super thick sleeping bag. Lays it out on the ground slowly slides himself inside until he's about halfway and zipping it up and covering his lower half with snow. And slowly zipping up the sleeping bag all the way up to the very top part of his chest covering himself up with as much snow as possible and plowing snow around him so that he should be to wiggle and get a good bit of the snow to fall on top of him.

Once he felt that he was pretty successful at his plan, knowing that his helmet and the sleeping bag having him completely wrapped up just the screen of the helmet was only thing relatively visible shouldn't take long before with the right amount of snowfall for him to have completely disappeared.

The sun had finally come and gone. Is body slowly began to wake back up. His brain could feel the coldness of the outside even though he was pretty well insulated inside a sleeping bag. The stiffness of his body little bit of frost on his neck where the break between the helmet sleeping bag was. He had to wiggle his body around enough that we could get one of his hands up and slip out of the sleeping bag enough that he could get a hold of the zipper and slowly began to peel it down. Once you get about a fourth of the way it was a lot easier able to slide all the way down about halfway. The same time he was kicking off the snow. Which didn't help him in cold at all. But it was something he had gotten quite used to since coming up here was really easy to warm up as a vampire I like your body really produced any heat. One of the things that he hated he always felt slightly cold matter where he was.

He imagines some of the vampires of the older generation probably light caves that they were cool and warm yet not really not too cold unless you went deeper down into a cave because naturally insulated itself.

Once he finally got his way out of his sleeping bag and got most of the snow off of them and slowly stood back up shaking in the last of the snow off dusting off what he could. Fluffing out most sleeping bag and rolling it back up and tying it the way he needed so you could put it on the back of his bike. Walking back over where he had his bike slowly uncovering it wondering how tonight was going to go.

It was getting close to Christmas which would be a little bit harder to get all the guys to come rally. But enough of their members died especially when they're making a headquarters this close it would definitely get enough to show up. These guys cared more about their honor than they did about their family the club was the most important thing. Which that he respected but their ideology and be in Nazis well Nazis had to go specially neo-Nazis that claim that they had Odin was on their side. Bitches Odin doesn't care what color you are. All he cares about is your warrior spirit.

Aden decided he should probably go find out where that farm was. That place that they took over as a base camp. He could get close but not get to close out around and get an idea the layout he figured probably had a big house a farm and a decent amount of land I mean what else would you have out here some type of secret tunnel system.

Once he got his bike drove and pushed it back to the road. That's when he realized he has forgotten where she said place was. Which you would've thought as a vampire his memory would've gotten better but apparently not was still just as ADHD as he was when he was a human. " Damnit, I don't remember where she said the place was in pretty sure it's that way. Away from town down this road where they were headed minimus them like a giant sign on for the property I'm going to probably pass it and keep on riding. I could wait around and see if one of those little punks come through that's could be like forever." Runs his hands through his beard as he begins to think.

"**** it there's probably the whole bunch of motorcycles, maybe with them not showing up last night a not having contact with them maybe there are some guys out looking for them or at least more guys at the hideout"

Jumping on his bike hitting the switch and giving it a little rev as this baby cranked up and purred a way like the sexy lady she was. "That's my girl always ready for action". He decided he would head out towards the farm not go too fast maybe he gets lucky. See the whole bunch of bikes maybe they were dumb enough to put out a flag or something like that and be like Hey government here we are making methamphetamine. Knowing that the local government probably would be to do much about them here most likely a sheriff and if lucky he had a deputy. What were they going to do against 30 or 40 bikers that had more than just your average little pistol? Besides die not much. The poor town doesn't have to worry about it solving this problem because he was going to solve it all by himself.

With his helmet on and slowly sliding down the road not going too fast just a nice little soft cruising speed. He drove for a little while not seeing much that he saw it. Just like he figured a giant flag that they painted over there a wooden gate that they built on the property announcing to everyone in the world that it was their spot. How dumb could they get? At least they made it easier for him to find them and they were going to regret it because not only was he going to kill every single one of them he was going to burn the place the ground. Take the head of the guy that ran this chapter to one of the guys in another chapter just to make a point.

He decided he would go past the property a bit, find a nice place to park his bike off the woods probably make himself a little temporary shelter just to make it easier to sleep in his sleeping bag. Then he could scout the property some maybe even make some booby-traps so that he could cause a ruckus get more there guys to come it's a lot easier to kill chapter when you cause enough issues they will defend their home being attacked.

It had been probably about two hours working on his temporary shelter building him a classic lean-to. Parking his bike and really hiding it with branches twigs and then tossing enough snow so the bike would completely disappear.

When the great things about being a vampire were you didn't tire out as quickly as when he was human. The things that would've taken him a lot longer were so much easier now. His years of being a mercenary and working into the wilderness when they were on missions to stalk prey in the jungle and every other hellish place on the planet. He has gotten quite used to living outdoors and being able to make a quick shelter or one that was unseen if he needed to. But he figured it would be a while before they come looking for him. And that was fine by him.

He decided that he would do his first investigation and his animal form. He did use that power quite often because it was a little weird to him running around as animal you had to fight to keep your mind on your task without losing it to the feral side. Which others were probably a little bit easier than it was for him. Since he was naturally a very primitive person and those instincts were something that was a lot closer to his psyche the most when he into an animal was probably a lot harder for him to not get lost in the most than most vampires.

As well as he hated having to strip down and get butt naked out here in the freezing cold to turn into the animal. It was always awkward trying to get out of your pants and the clothes you are wearing. As well as he didn't want to mess up his jacket didn't really care much about the shirt in the past but that leather jacket was extremely important to him. So slowly removing his close taking his jacket and hiding it under shelter so that when have to worry about it until he got back.

Once he was standing there as naked as the day he was born poor cold wind and the snow began to concentrate. His body slowly begins to shrink as hair begins to sprout out around his body. Slowly become smaller as he leans down as hands begin to turn into pawls. Slowly his body slowly begins to transform into what animal fits in the best. He thought it was hilarious when he figured out what was and did more research and decided that it been him quite perfect. [Meaner Things]

Once he was done he had completely transformed into a full male honey badger. Which most people in this neck of the woods would think he was some type of weird skunk. Which didn't really matter to him. He stood there for a little while as his mind and body began to concentrate realizing the full potential of his new form as well as getting control. Then he slowly began to walk forward moving through the snow little bit more effort than some of the other animals would as his body was getting used to the movement of having four legs.

Now honey badger's were an animal that's from Africa so even though they had a decent bit of fur they weren't really prepared for this type of weather so. He was a little bit colder than he wanted to be but he had gotten used to that being cold all the time. So as he began to truck towards the snow headed back towards their new clubhouse.

Now in his do any better form tromping through the snow heading to the clubhouse he was getting more and more acclimated to his new body. It took a while but then he began to move as if it was natural. He started having a little bit of fun jumping around in the snow. Slowly but surely he was now heading towards the house. He moved a bit slower now with a bit more of purpose as he made his way under the fence. He could see the house and the barn and begin to make his way towards the barn he figured that's probably where they had their big boy meth lab he wanted to get a good look at it. Is probably well he Love their ammunition, their bikes, and a few other things. This would give him a good idea how much traffic came through here.

Making his way over to the barn as he got close he could hear voices. It took him a while to make out what it is they were saying apparently they were talking about their next delivery. As well about the group that hadn't come home. Seemed they were getting quite antsy that they that they can't find their bikes or bodies anywhere. That's what he needed he needed to stir up enough stuff so that they would call a rally and come looking for whoever was what was harassing them and killing their numbers. If you could use to have to kill a few more not like that bothered him.

He started using the amazing clause of honey badger as he snuck over towards the back side of the barn and began to dig. Man, these guys were really good diggers. He did not spend a lot of time in his animal form. It was amazing how good of a digger they really were. He dug himself a nice little hole in no time shimmied his body right on inside the barn. And he had his favorite thing about being a honey badger locked and loaded. Which he decided he was probably going to use even if he didn't need it just because it was fun.

He didn't get long to think of a wonder where the meth lap is because as he started looking around he realizes he dug directly into it was in a hidden room in the back apparently. And since honey badger are really good climbers really get it chewing through things. He decided he was can have some fun in here completely wrecking things. You begin walking around the room getting a good sense of how they had their stuff set up so that he could figure out how to wreck it the best way possible that would take them the longest to get it back running. Once he had done his initial investigation he went to wreaking havoc.

Honey badger's with their claws and how powerful they were made is a lot easier than he thought. This was really the first time that he had spent a lot of time in his animal form more than looking at himself in the mirror. He was really getting into it running around climbing up things using his claws and teeth tear things apart. He got a little bit more into it than he expected as he literally began tearing as much a part as he possibly coul. Just trying to see if he could chew or claw through pretty much anything he could get his claws on.