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Chapter 4- Familiar

Karen Jenson's eyes opened as she looked at the plain ceiling above her. She winced as she felt a bit of pain on the right side of her neck but it wasn't that bad right now. She got up and sat on the bed, looking around at the room. There were books kept there on a table and in a shelf respectively.

She got up and put on her coat before looking around at the room. She saw an old driving license on the table and picking it up, looked at it. It belonged to one 'Vanessa Brooks' and looked very old and was almost tattered. Why it was here, she had no idea. But then she had no idea why she was here or what had happened to herself either.

She walked into another room in front of her and saw several guns on display before looking at something wrapped in a cloth. She threw the cloth down, revealing a long, glorious sword on display.

Out of curiosity, she touched the handle and a sort of trigger suddenly started going off as the handle turned so she let it go. Out of curiosity, she brought her closer to see what she had triggered when 4 spikes simultaneously came out from the handle, making her back off in shock as she gasped.

Well, she had avoided death and now she had narrowly avoided having her hand or head explode on some spikes of a spooky sword in a spooky place. Okay, not spooky place, but a strange place. Then she heard people talking.

"I must be getting soft in my old age, letting you bring home a stray like that", an old man said. "Vigilantes is fine but this is not. It was damn stupid of you."

As she walked out, she saw the dark-skinned man from earlier strapped to a chair while Daredevil and Black Sky stood close by and an old man prepared some kind of concoction.

"Might've lucked out, though", the old man then said as he walked to the dark-skinned one. "I checked her background. It turns out she's a hematologist. She might be useful to us."

"I doubt it", the dark-skinned man said.

"Well, you never know. People can surprise you", Daredevil said and Black Sky seemed to have a smile on her face at that.

"Thank you", the old man said to Daredevil before telling Blade. "I'm serious. I took a look at that notebook of hers. She's onto something."

The old man then held up a syringe and said. "I had to increase the dose. It's over 50 milligrams now."

"That sounds dangerous based on what you've told us", Black Sky said.

"Yes. That's getting dangerous for sure", the old man agreed.

"Just do it, old man", Blade said.

"Very well then", Matt said and put a mouth guard in Blade's mouth as Whistler injected the syringe into Blade's neck before injecting the serum into his bloodstream.

Blade started convulsing almost violently as Elektra and Whistler restrained him before the convulsions stopped at last and he drew labored breaths.

Matt then turned to where Jenson was standing and Blade, Elektra and Whistler turned to see her too. She started running off in fear as Whistler ran after her while Elektra untied Blade.

Then Matt jumped in front of Karen, stopping her from getting any further as Whistler stopped behind her.

"It's all right. We won't hurt you", Matt said with raised hands as a sign of peace.

Jenson looked between them both and asked. "Who are you people?"

"My name's Abraham Whistler", Whistler introduced himself as Elektra walked next to him. "You already know of these vigilantes- Daredevil and Black Sky."

He then saw Blade landing silently behind Jenson next to Matt and said. "You've met Blade."

She turned around to see Daredevil and Blade both standing in front of her, with Blade now holding a shuriken.

Few minutes later

"So, am I a prisoner here?" Karen asked them all.

Whistler exhaled and said. "Not at all. We just had to take certain precautions before we let you go."

As Karen listened, Whistler explained. "You got to understand, they're everywhere. Vampires-the Hominus nocturna."

"Lawyers, cops, crime lords, all of them", Matt added.

"No one is safe from them", Elektra said in a grave tone that it made it clear this was a very serious matter that concerned the entire city.

"We hunt them, you see—moving from one city to the next tracking their migrations", Whistler said, gesturing to himself and Blade. "And at times, add others to this merry band temporarily", he gestured to Matt and Elektra. "They're hard to kill. They tend to regenerate."

"And I'm supposed to believe all this?" Jenson asked, still sounding skeptical.

"Aliens have attacked this planet", Matt reminded and she seemed to relent.

"And you already met Mr. Crispy at the hospital", Blade said as he strapped his put his guns in his trenchcoat and strapped his stakes on his foot. "Don't worry, he's gone now."

"So, what do you use, then?" Jenson asked. "Stakes? Crosses?"

"Crosses don't do squat", Whistler said bluntly as he started taking something out.

"That's hurtful", Matt said dryly as Elektra chuckled and patted his arm.

"Some of the Legends are true, though", Whistler said. "Vampires are severely allergic to sliver. Feed them garlic, and they go into anaphylactic shock. Then, of course, there's always sunlight, ultraviolet rays."

And then he took out a device. "I got this sucker running."

He switched it on and ultraviolet light shot out before he shut it off and held it out for Blade. "You want to give it a try tonight?"

Blade took it from him and said. "It's still heavy."

"Well, you're so big", Whistler said dryly before looking at Matt. "Or maybe you both can carry it."

"It's not that heavy", Matt said as he used his sense to accurately assess the device's components and measurements.

Blade then started walking out with Matt and Elektra as he told Jenson. "If you want to live to see another day, you'll be out of town by nightfall."

"So where am I supposed to go?" Jenson asked.

"Wherever you feel you can be safe", Matt said, knowing how serious the entire situation truly was.

"You've been exposed to them", Blade pointed out as he turned around to face her. "One way or another, somebody's going to take you out."

"There's a war going on out there", Whistler said as he stopped behind her. "Blade, myself, a few others, we've tried to keep it from spilling over onto the streets."

"If it does, it can get as bad as the Hand", Elektra muttered to Matt who nodded in agreement, knowing she was right.

Blade put his guns in his car and started the engine as Whistler said. "Sometimes, people like yourself get caught in the crossfire."

"I have blood samples. I can go to the police", Karen offered.

"You remember what Daredevil said a while ago?" Elektra reminded and Karen's eyes widened in horror.

"They own the police", Whistler said in their support. "You have to understand, they're everywhere. Chances are you've seen them yourself and didn't know it-on the subway or in a bar."

"So that's it?" She asked in astonishment. "You guys just patch me up and send me on my way?"

"Yeah, that's about it", Matt said, wanting to keep an innocent like her out of harm's way.

"Here", Whistler said as he held something out to her. "Vampire mace...silver nitrate, essence of garlic. You keep your eyes open."

Karen took it as Whistler said. "Be careful."

He turned around before stopping as he remembered something. He turned back to Karen and said. "One other thing...buy yourself a gun."

As Karen listened, he instructed. "If you start getting sensitive to day light...if you find you're thirsty regardless of how much you had to drink, then I suggest you take that gun and use it on yourself."

Karen looked absolutely mortified on hearing that as Whistler said. "Better that than the alternative."

She turned around to look at the other three. Matt and Elektra seemed to have regret on their faces while Blade looked emotionless.

Why had this happened to her of all people?

Later

Karen stood in front of her apartment, having been dropped there by Blade, Matt and Elektra. Hey had told her to keep her eyes open as she was in constant danger now.

She walked inside and into the elevator where a man and a woman stood with her. She seemed uncomfortable in their presence and looked around as the man noticed her expression and asked. "How you doing?"

The elevator opened and she walked out while the two also exited after her. She walked at a fast pace but not fast enough to raise any suspicion. Hearing a buzzer behind her, she turned around with the essence of garlic out-

Only to see one of the two exiting into their apartment.

She sighed and put it back inside before walking through her own door. Still shaken, she poured herself a glass of water and was about to drink it when she heard someone say. "Hey there."

She looked up and was shocked to see a cop standing there. She backed involuntarily in fear and he said. "Whoa! Calm down! I'm a police officer. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. The front door was open."

"What're you doing here?" Karen asked as she regained her bearings.

"I'm here on a routine check", he said but she still looked nervous.

"Look, I'm Officer Krieger", he said as he walked towards her. "42nd precinct. You're Karen Jenson, right?"

"Yeah", she said.

"Your co-workers said you were kidnapped last night", he told her.

"What happened to the other doctor I was with?" She asked.

"Curtis Webb?" Krieger asked and she nodded. "Um, he died."

Karen looked upset on hearing that.

"Don't worry about that, okay?" Krieger said, trying to comfort her.

"Why?" Karen asked, puzzled.

With a smirk, Krieger said, "Because you're dead too, bitch!"

And then he was about to take out his gun when Karen grabbed his hand and sprayed the essence of garlic on his face as he backed off, wiping his face.

He staggered around before asking. "What is this? Garlic?"

"He said it'd work against vampires", Karen said.

"Vampires?" Krieger asked. "Who said I was a vampire?"

Then suddenly, Blade grabbed him from behind and threw him to a corner. "Nobody."

Matt then kicked Krieger hard, sending him to the side and he groaned in pain.

Blade then picked him up and punched him hard on the face, making him scream in pain. "He's a familiar."

He punched him on the face again, "A vampire wannabe."

He punched Krieger hard in the stomach and he doubled down in pain, "If he's loyal enough and proves himself, maybe his master will turn him."

"You used me as bait?" Karen asked, looking outraged.

"Necessary evil. Sorry", Elektra told her.

Blade smashed Krieger into the refrigerator and grabbing him, punched him in the stomach before smashing him on the table, shattering it into pieces as the Krieger gasped in pain.

"Uhhhh, is all that necessary?" Karen asked nervously.

Blade grabbed Krieger and pinned him down before pulling down his collar, revealing a mark on the back of his neck.

"This was on those criminals too", Matt remembered as he smelled the ink.

"That's a glyph", Blade commented as Matt, Elektra and Karen looked over at the mark. "A vampire cattle brand. It means that Officer Krieger here is somebody's property. Another vampire tries to bleed this little hooker, they have to answer to his owner."

Blade looked at the symbol carefully and said. "Deacon Frost. I've been tracking him for a long time."

"He's some vampire overlord or something?" Elektra asked.

"You can say that", Blade said before Elektra punched Krieger out.

Later

Blade opened the hood of Krieger's cop car to see several vials of blood in a case.

"Well...Looks like our friend here has been blood running, huh?" Blade quipped, still holding Krieger by the collar.

"Hillbarn Clinic", Karen said as she looked at the name of the clinic on the case. "I know this place. It's a blood bank."

"Owned by vampires, and there's one in every city", Blade informed her. "And they always deliver."

He turned to Krieger. "So, where were you taking it?"

"I don't know what you're talking-aah!"

Blade twisted his hand and slammed his head on the hood of his car.

"Look, take it easy", he groaned in pain.

"I'm only going to ask you one more time", Blade asked angrily. "Where were you taking it?"

"Go fuck yourself", Krieger said angrily and Blade let him go.

"Fuck me?" Blade asked before brandishing his gun as Krieger started running and people screamed. "No, you fuck this."

He chased Krieger a bit but the crowd was huge so he put his gun away and turned back to see Matt and Elektra now standing near Karen, having jumped down.

"Well, we scared him off", Matt said and Blade sighed before turning to Karen.

"You better wake up", he told her. "The world you live in is just a sugar-coated topping. There is another world beneath it- the real world."

"Been there before", Elektra said.

"I know but this is worse than Kingpins of crime or ancient ninja organizations", Blade told her before turning to Karen again. "And if you want to survive the real world, you better learn to pull the trigger."

The three then started walking away before Karen walked with them. "Wait a minute. I'm coming with you."

"You're useless." Blade said bluntly.

"You're an innocent. You'll only get hurt", Matt said more gently.

"I have to stick with you", Karen said as they all sat in his car. "It's the only way that I'll stay alive long enough to find a cure for myself."

"There is no cure", Blade said.

"Well, I thought there was no way people came back from the dead", Elektra said.

"Undead is a whole new matter", Blade told her.

Night time

"He's not going to come back", Karen said. "Nobody's that stupid."

"When you understand the nature of a thing, you know what it's capable of", Blade told her.

"I can hear him", Matt smirked as Krieger came running back and sat in his cop car.

"People can surprise you", Elektra joked to Karen as Blade smirked and started the car. Krieger drove away as Blade drove after him with the others sitting inside for the ride.

And done. Next chapter will be another vampire nightclub trashed, which is to be expected.

Hope everyone enjoyed and see you all next time with another chapter.