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Four years after "Xander's Chance"

The twenty-four-year-old Black God, Jonny Rodriguez, towered over the purple-eyed, supernatural Other sprawled at his feet Charged energy rolled off hiht did nothing to soothe the fiery power in his blood

"Last one," said the ive the signal Only a couple of people alive could kill one of the creatures at his feet, though Jonny's godlike powers could definitely stop one in its tracks long enough for his temporary ally to crush it

There was a time when Jonny would have reacted to the Grey God's pronounce ith the Others - the eneods alike - had all but deci him when he ascended to his position five years before, less than fifteen hundred re He'd watched the creatures he was charged with defending die around him on a daily basis, and it nu

His objective to destroy those who hurt or killed as his to protect replaced every other concern Nothing else existed outside of ensuring the ene elsehis own personal resentreater good of the vaazed down into the glassy eyes of the Other trapped beneath his power and couldn't help thinking about tohter His ht of the future the moment he realized the ith the Others was already won

As he stared at the Other, he realized he'd already moved on The last death, the last enemy, meant little to hiht happen to his own vamps if he didn't act quickly to deal with the White God, Damian, when this was over

His storumbled With little sleep or food foron e - it would becoripped the neck of the five foot tall creature He hauled it to its feet, salivating at the rapid thrurew in anticipation The Other squir