An angel and a demon walk into a bar. Sounds like the start to a joke doesn't it? The bar in question is in New York city. It's pretty nice as dives go. There's a flickering neon sign. Smoke hangs in ...
Dort was walking down the streets of the city. His short curly hair was being mangled by the wind making his hair look more like a tornado then anything. He was not worried about this, he knew he look...