The White Rider

It’s the 9th inning stretch. All bets on the line. Time to kill the Antichrist.Asher is kind of a dick. I like Aeron, Leif, and Dice so much better. But I can’t focus on that right now. We have a mission. Stopping the end of the world. We have a date in Mexico at a little beachside estate when this is all over. I intend to make it. I’ve been experimented on, chased by Rage Heads, and don’t even get me started on the gang members.We’re in Washington D.C. I’ve got four angels and a baby blue baseball bat named Smurfette. We’re out numbered and outgunned by my father’s army of extra Bubbas.I still think we can do this