Rescuing Johnny

I bumped into something I couldn't see due to the massive dust cloud I had created when I exploded the wall. I felt the object with my hands. I felt a pair of shoulders, a neck, then a face.

It was Johnny. I mushed the face a bit and then leaned in and said, "Hey, b*tch. It's me Dylan. I'm here to rescue your dumbass."

"Aww, thanks. You do actually care. I was thinking you would leave me to rot. I wasn't the best father, I'll admit. But at least I never put my hands on you," he said.

"What are you talking about old man?" I said as I cut the ropes holding his hands behind his back with blood manipulation. "You were a fine father, which is more than many people can say."

The dust cleared and a bunch of vampires were aiming guns at us. "Oh sh*t," I said.