Chinatown, New York City.
8:45 PM.
Now.
Blade had waited for tonight for a long time. The sweet taste of revenge feeling good on his tongue. Soon though the true release and satisfaction would come after the job was done. After he finally put that bastard Xarus out of his misery. The last time the two saw each other Xarus had left Blade bleeding out in a drainage pipe in Paris.
Understandably Blade felt some type of way about that. So, of course, taking advantage of the fact that the scumbag just so happened to be in his backyard; Blade took it upon himself to give 'The Prince Of Darkness' a most memorable New York experience. "Let's see that trick where you turn to mist again, bitch," Blade said, while watching the son of Dracula exit a gorgeous white Lincoln Limousine from a rooftop two blocks away. Needing to stay down wind. Xarus was an extremely powerful vampire. With senses honed over many centuries. As to be expected of the scion of one of the worlds most powerful superhuman's. Blade could only hope that two blocks was far enough. He watched the object of his complete attention waltz into a golden double door; pushed open by two rather large vampire.
With his birth given abilities two blocks may as well have been four feet. Blade was a Damphir. A genetic hybrid born of both Homo Sapien and Homonus Nocturna.
Human and Vampire.
And because of this he possessed many of their abilities. He had their strength, their speed and agility. And also much to his lament, he possessed their thirst for blood. But there were also abilities he lacked. He couldn't bend shadow, turn to mist, nor could he communicate with animals. And he would most certainly die one day. But he undoubtedly could also kick major ass. And as far as making it as a successful Vampire Slayer goes, that's all that really mattered.
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It took him less than a minute to sprint the two blocks. Once he reached his destination Blade decided on the direct approach and blew the large golden doors open with six pounds of thermite. The blast shredding anyone unfortunate enough to be in it's path. Which happened to be the two hulking vampires from before. Upon the breach, Blade was met with heavy resistance. Leaping and shooting, shooting and leaping, vampire guards exited elevators and rushed down from staircases.
Fine. Blade would kill them too.
"Bring it on!!"
And they did. Unfortunately for them, Blade was better. These losers were a bunch of thugs who happened to luck up on immortality, and a chance at rocking fine Italian suits. Blade could massacre fifty before breakfast. Still, you gotta' appreciate the little things.
"Die you ugly sons of bitches! Die!", Blade shouted in a frenzy. Carrying his sub automatic Thompson, Blade hosed down anything in his field of view. No need to worry about civilians, because vamps didn't pal around with mere mortals.
Familers were nothing more than whipping boys and free labor. Because what they didn't understand was that the Sire chooses you. Not the other way around. You can't perform a couple task and be given the dark gift, it had to be something about you that your maker desired. Enough at least to grant you immortality.
But, whatever.
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"He seems rather crossed wouldn't you say Mr Russell?"
Jack turned slightly towards the vampire elder, his eyes never truly leaving the action being recorded from a single surveillance camera in the lobby of the building. Not like vampires needed much surveillance anyway, given their senses. The young looking but incredibly old vampire was gazing at the exact same screen, enjoying all the action going on on the twenty floors below. "Looks like he needs a foot in the rear end." Jack replied, staring intently at the battle being waged before him. He watched as the bald vampiric hunter cut a swath through a small army of vampire goons.
The prince of the undead nodded before turning to the man at his side, "And would you like to be the one who gives him that foot?" Xarus asked, his blood red eyes glowing like torches behind the monsters chalk white flesh.
Change came within seconds for Jack. From an athletic and attractive male, to a hulking beast he shifted. His dusty brown hair grew into dark red fur.
Stepping towards the door to Xarus' penthouse office, Jack was practically out the door before uttering a reply, "Yep."
To be continued.
Next Month: Blade vs Werewolf By Night!!
'Nuff Said.
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