Episode One: Diary
Chapter Six: Darla Spoke Last
"I don't much seek acceptance as I'm afraid I need guidance. I owe all of what I am to Him - my Master, The Master - and for that reason alone, I should return by his side. However, ungratefulness as always rewarded me with great satisfaction."
"Abandon of the Brethren, dismantlement of the Four, and now heading for a cataclysmic mistake. I've failed even my un-life…"
"I crave meaning to it all, but I'm lost and I need to be found. Someone to come rescue me, making me believe for one more second of my eternity that I'm not alone, that someone needs me... that I am needed."
"Somehow I remain with them; this bunch of destroyed walking bodies... these inferior, insignificant, pathetic shells of flesh. Truly sadistic."
"It is decided. Down the line, we no-name good-for-nothings belong to each other, because we deserve only each other. Yes. We are of the Brethren of Aurelius no longer and neither are we the Fanged Four anymore; from now on, we'll simply be known as... The Brethren."
"We kill, we hunt, we glut, we maim... for luxury and necessity. We'll go down the ages, the demon folk looking up on us with utter envy. The Brethren... how marvellous will we be."