Post by Trevor Belmont on Feb 8, 2019 2:16:19 GMT -5
7/16/2017
9AM
Trevor wakes up in the Goodsprings Inn, a recent addition to the town that was built because of the influx of travelers bringing even more prosperity to the once small almost ghost town. the sun is shining bright, Trevor goes to the bathroom and runs cold water over his face he grabs his toothbrush and toothpaste and brushes his teeth. Trevor smiles and his teeth go "ding"
Trevor then grabs his phone and makes a mock phone call to the police
Trevor: Hello police? theres a handsome man in my bathroom!!! oh wait... thats just me!
Trevor puts the phone away and laughs to himself.
Trevor puts on his clothes consisting of a very breathable grey t-shirt and blue jeans, he doesn't like to wear shorts. Trevor steps outside into the heat.
Trevor: maybe I should wear shorts.....
Trevor thinks about it for a minute.
Trevor goes back inside and puts on some denim shorts he also forgot to put on a bandolier that if he was a gunslinger would hold 45 caliber ammo for a colt single action army revolver but instead of bullets the bandolier holds his vampire hunting weapons, silver knives, holy water etc. he clips the vampire killer to the belt ring of his shorts and walks back out into the town he goes back to the site of the killings and follows the trail he noticed the day before he walks for a few hours the trail leading him to a very eerie looking cave Trevor goes inside and finds more livestock remains Trevor grabs a flashlight and shines it around then he turns and sees an ugly face staring at him it roars in his face and he turns to run but bumps into another then another Trevor backs up into a corner.
Trevor: Oh.... nutbunnies..
Trevor is thrown outside by the beasts he crashes hard on the rocky ground he gets up and the beasts run out of the cave Trevor fires a kamehameha at them it hits but doesn't phase them much to his horror, Trevor is smacked by one of the chupacabras hard and flies back he flips and regains his balance in the air he fires blasts at the monsters they do little Trevor grabs the whip at his side and charges in striking one with ten hard strikes it roars in pain Trevor hits a vicious uppercut like attack with the whip it staggers back he follows with more whip strikes the other two fire blood colored energy blasts Trevor is hit dead on and falls to the ground the chupa he was wailing on angerly picks him up and puts him in a crushing bearhug hes in for 15 seconds before breaking free and slugging the brute in the jaw with a hard left hook it stumbles but roars and charges in punching Trevor a fair distance back with a fist bigger than his head.
Trevor: darnit.... I aint done yet.. im a Belmont and a Saiyan... you're... YOU'RE NOTHING!
Trevor gathers white/blue energy and readies his grand cross, the beasts all charge their blood colored energy blasts at once and fire it at him knocking him down
Trevor: AAHHHH!!... no....
Trevor lays on the ground the beasts stand around him and waste no time puncturing his body with their tongues sucking his blood
Trevor: AHHHH!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhh.... ahh....... damn....damn it...
A stranger throws flash grenades at the beasts the loud flash and deafening bang overwhelms their senses, they let Trevor go and try to search for the offender, just then a woman picks Trevor up and runs off towards Goodsprings, the man who threw the grenades escapes after throwing more of them the monsters are blind and deaf, they pile into a truck putting Trevor in the truckbed and speed off towards the clinic in goodsprings..
a few hours later, Doc Mitchell's Clinic. Goodsprings, Nevada.
Doc Mitchell is looking over Trevor who is resting comfortably.
Doc: its a goshdarn miracle... he lost all that blood and still kickin...
the girl and man who brought him in, Sunny Smiles and Easy Pete look at him too.
Pete: Gonna need to make more of them flash grenades... glad they helped somebody.
Sunny: see? explosives dont have to hurt or kill to be useful Pete.
Pete: guess so, ill git back to it then.
Sunny: wuh.. well okay cya round.
Doc: its a good thing he didn't need a transfusion, I dont think there's anyone left on this planet with his unique kind of blood.
Sunny: i know hes a Belmont, is he really the last of his line?
Doc: Yeah I ran his medical history, parents died in 07 when he was just 18 years old.
Sunny: 07? that was the year Dracula resurrected.
Doc: yeah how could any of us forget? even out here in the middle of nowhere news of the resurrection of the lord of Darkness reached our ears. and the battle was raging miles away on another continent.
Doc: but thats not the only thing, ya see.. hes a saiyan... full blooded, ran the blood tests myself to confirm.
Sunny: a saiyan!? and he lost to those things out there!? oh man.... if.. if this keeps up whats gonna happen to the town, they just got a taste of blood from a person, Saiyan or not dont matter. they're gonna want more...
Doc: Our best hope is laying right there... and he may not wake up for a few days.
Sunny: what're we gonna do Doc?
the Doc sighs and rubs his tired eyes, its getting late.
Doc: we pray Sunny..... to any god that will listen.
Sunny: im gonna get some shut eye then... maybe say those prayers. c'mon Cheyenne
Sunny and her big ol german shepard dog Cheyenne leave the clinic the Doc looks over Trevor again.
Doc: Condition stable, he'll be okay. Ya know... we've been told to not trust saiyans for years but... you may be our only hope fella.. so I hope what they said about saiyan power is true, our town needs you.
the Doc gets up and turns the lights off, he goes to the bedroom near the exam room and plobs down on the bed almost immediately falling asleep.
a bit later Trevor stirs and looks around the dark room. he hears the beeping of the EKG he's hooked up to to monitor his vital signs which are looking quite normal.
Trevor: what am I gonn do... I need help... but im the only saiyan left...
Trevor falls back into an uneasy sleep.
