Doing A Part

Who: Ash and open!
When: night
Where: the streets near Trowbridge Park

He didn't really specialize in werewolves. But Ash tried to be prepared for anything that had such destructive power, and when he caught on to what was happening, he'd loaded down with all the silver he had. He'd killed one big motherfucker in the park and ended up with a gashed back to show for it. But he wasn't bleeding too bad, and there were more of them, running around and wreaking havoc. He wasn't going to just throw his chips in and go home, fuck that.

He gunned his bike as he caught sight of one of them up ahead of him, leaning down and tugging his revolver out from his belt again. He didn't want to waste the silver bullets if he could help it, but if he could get a good shot in ... Two loud cracks later and the big furry monster stumbled and fell. Ash zipped by it's left on two wheels before he brought the bike around hard and gunned it again. The were was struggling to it's feet again as he fired two more shots into it's muzzle. The by-pass this time had him running over it's arm.

Parking the bike and climbing off, the angel watched the hulking form warily, re-tucking the hot metal of the gun and pulling his machete free. Nothing could really live without a head, and he would make sure this one was down for good.