The sun crept in behind a cloud as Tom Baumann watched a figure speed through the empty countryside of Kansas and then stand next to him on a track which led to an abandoned farm.
“What the fuck!”
“Charming!” David said.
“I’m the Antichrist,” growled Baumann.
“Really!” said David as he looked at Baumann. “What, like that’s supposed to frighten me!”
Baumann looked at David with red eyes and a flicking long tongue. “I’m going to send you back to where you came from,” he hissed.
“I’d like to see that,” said David taking hold of Baumann’s neck. He then bent down and bashed the demon's head off the track several times before throwing him into the scrub at the side of the track. David then ran after the body and viciously kicked it sending it flying into a field. He then walked back toward the track as Baumann came flying toward him. He turned and grabbed the Antichrist then pulled him face to face.
“Now listen, you son of a bitch! If you’re sending me back to where I come from. I’m taking you with me, and believe me, you won’t like it!”
“Now, it’s my turn!” Baumann said as a big lizard’s tail coiled around David’s neck and lifted him off his feet then spun him round.
David tried in vain to release the tail from his neck as he was lifted higher.
“Fuck you! How does it feel!” snarled Baumann.
“Daddy, what’re you doing?” asked a young girl standing on the track.
“Saffy!” cried a stunned Baumann as the tail fell away from David’s neck. Suddenly he and Baumann were standing facing one another.
“Where… are we?” Baumann asked.
“We’re in your head, and I’ve got to reduce your power level. This won’t hurt,” said David reaching into Baumann’s head and pulling out a bunch of ghost-like entities with red eyes and gnashing teeth. He then threw them away. Their howls followed them into the distance.
Back in Kansas, Baumann looked around, and then uttered: “What… what am I doing here?”
“It’s a long story son,” said Ron Scrimgeour guiding him into a black BMW.
As the vehicle sped away David turned to Matthew and said “You got Scrimgeour to look into his background then?”
“Yeah, he found out about Saffron, an illegitimate daughter, and I projected her onto the track.”
“Nice work my boy.”
Matthew gazed at David. “So, that wasn’t so bad!”
“Not so quick man, there’s still Grondin and heavens knows what to deal with!”
“So, wrapped up, and home for Easter!” Matthew quipped.
David looked at Matthew, and the two men laughed as David patted Matthew on the shoulder.
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