John stretched out on the beach enjoying the feel of the warm sand on his bare skin. Anyone passing by would just see a good looking man in a pair of black and red swim trunks lounging on the beach in the hot afternoon sun. He loved hot days like this one of the few things he missed about hell was the heat, he never minded the cold but heat always seemed to energize him and make him happy.<br/><br/>"1300." John said this out loud as he mused about the remarkable changes in California. Humans did have a knack for evolution he gave them that, though he could only attribute these amazing advances to maybe 5% of the population the other 95% was made up of unremarkable people just trying to get by and the despicable excuses of life that prayed on them. John was getting so lost in his thoughts he almost didn't notice when the waves had stopped lapping against the shore and the whole area seemed to turn a shade of red. John let out an audible sigh and stood up turning into his demon form as he did.<br/><br/>"So Daniel what in hells name do you want?" John watched an imp raise out of the sand and stand before John. The imp stood at just barely two feet tall its arms hanging to its stubby feet two small nubs of horns extending from its forehead. The small imp let out a screeching cackle and bowed before John.<br/><br/>"That was an amusing joke sire. Hell wants much out of you as you well know. But today there is a simple mission they want you to take care of and it won't even take you very far out of your way. Hells demons have been having trouble with a pesky group of hunters over in Point Reyes just 10 miles from here. Though they shouldn't be a problem for you to deal with." The demon gave John a sarcastic grin and bowed again turning around and walking away stopping after a few steps.<br/><br/>"Oh sire congratulations on your 1300th soul." John opened his eyes and let out a remorseful sigh he did not want to get up from the sand just yet. With a moan John got on his feet and walked over to the tree where he had placed his clothes putting them on with annoyance at the interruption. John looked out at the ocean once more before sighing and trudging off in the direction of Point Reyes.