Between Heaven and Hell

Assholes.

Both of you.

I bounce back fucking quick, thanks. Full moon's coming up, let's see how we both do you son of a bitch. Enjoying Grins' new beauty marks?

Firstborn son and the only person from my world around here. The old blonde bastard doesn't count. Not too many options out there, but I'll make due. My apologies to the ladies.

All right, Mystery Inc. or anyone else have an explanation for a fucking blood plague.

I've been stabbed through the hand, clawed by a fucking werewolf, stared into the face of some kind of teeth demon, and had myself locked in a god damned subway bathroom till sunrise. Is this supposed to convince me, you sons of bitches?