When we meet Bart Gregory, he is graveside after a fallen war hero has been laid to rest. The catch? That war hero is him. Yet somehow he is back, undead among the living, hanging out with his best friend Joey despite the fact that his skin is barely hanging onto his face. No explanation of lore nor declaration of love will make sense of his return. Now it's all about "survival," and human blood is the key. In their quest for types A, B, O and everything in-between, Bart and Joey set out in a Camaro as unapologetic vigilante "heroes" to rid the city of amoral scum--pushers, killers, and all the rest.