Blue Note Label

Formerly a part of

The Broadway Mob
The Rebel Alliance
The Long Neck Gang

Husky woke up slowly. His eyes gingerly opened up, not knowing what to expect. There was no breeze blowing, but an unearthly chill crept up his spine. In front of him he saw two men sitting patiently . One , dressed in white from head to toe, smiling sadly as his kind eyes flickered over Husky. The other, dressed in black, with a grim expression looked at him intently.

As his hand searched for the wound on his chest the man in white spoke, "Yes, you're dead kid. Your whole crew has been wiped out." Husky gazed at the man, his eyes full of questions. The man in black spoke up in a low whisper, "Some young punk from your crew shot Durdens instead of hunting for a rogue while you slept. As Peter said, your whole crew has been wiped out."

Peter looked at him and said, "I am here to invite you to walk with me through the gates. My associate Mr. Morningstar however offers a different proposition." The man in black smiled and said, "I can give you the chance to go back, not into your own body of course, it is too disfigured. In the body of a different young man making his way through the streets.  In exchange for a part of your soul. All I need is a drop of blood right here"

Husky took the knife offered to him and pricked his finger without hesitation. Letting the blood drip onto the contract, he closed his eyes, growing more cynical as his soul fractured.