Ch.3
"Ok, we're here. What do we do now, oh high and mighty Combat?" Sam asked as they were getting off the plane.
"Well, David was supposed to pick us at 22:30, and it is now 22 hundred."
"So, we get to stay here for thirty minutes."
"Yes, Boots we get to stay here for thirty minutes. That is not going to kill you."
"David! Wait a sec!" Mary yelled. "I have some fresh blood for you. You don't have to be at the airport for another thirty minutes, right?" She had a cup of warm blood setting on the countertop in the kitchen.
"Yes, Mary I don't have to be there for another thirty minutes, but the plane will most likely to be late. Therefore, I will get blood there, because we all know that you like different blood than I do."
"Ok, make sure no one sees you." Mary said.
"Combat Boots are holding up well. They have yet to notice that Combat's best friend is not Tau're, but a Blood Wraith."
"Yes, but Combat Boots does not believe in vampires, what they call Blood Wraith."
"How can they not believe? The Tau're have always believed in the Blood Wraith.
"NO! They have not believed in the Blood Wraith as a whole for sometime now, but a fairly large portion of their population knows about them. The thing about the Tau're that you have to understand is that they can kill Blood Wraith."
"Kill Blood Wraiths! How? A Blood Wraith can not be killed!"
"The wood they have has something in it, we don't know what but something. They make it into a stake and drive it through the heart."
"Oh, my god! That is you brother should we not save him from them?"
"No. If we do they start to ask questions. Questions that do not need to be asked. He is safer with them than he is with us."