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"Come on Sorin."

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"Let me use your sword," Chain begged. "You know I love that super cool sword."

"No."

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeee." Sorin looked at him and after a minute said. "No."

"Ugh, you suck. And not in the vampire way. In the 'you are a jackass' way," Chain pouted. Sorin just sighed atop his horse, as the two dark planeswalkers rode along a dirt path. Going where, if Chain only knew.

Seriously, where are we going? We've been riding for hours, and I'm hungry. And tired. And my arm hurts. Stupid vampire. At least the one who clawed my arm up. And maybe the one sitting next to me. But in all seriousness, I'm hungry.

"So tell me, why is this angel a problem?" Chain asked his comrade. Sorin looked away. Which was a bad sign. Sorin usually was pretty straight forward, and if he was dodging the subject…. Things are pretty bad.

"Tijn has….risen through the ranks in Avacyn's hierarchy and it seems she has gained many followers," he paused, thinking, and continued. "She got her name 'The Storms Calm' from battle. Her, a band of angels and some humans were fighting an army of zombies controlled by a demon. She was low in the ranks, but that changed when most of her angels fell in battle and the humans were about to be wiped out. She held strong and managed to slay the demon master. All while a raging storm was going on around her."

"So what's the problem?"

"The problem is that she believes her way is superior to Avacyn's. Where Avacyn is forceful when necessary, Tijn uses destructive force whenever she pleases, no matter the cost. She has no problem massacring or sacrificing an army to just see a demon die."

"And now others are questioning Avacyn's ways," Chain said. Sorin nodded. "She will destroy my creation and bring everything back to the chaos it was. Only she will be on top."

"Where is Avacyn?" Chain was curious. "She should be here right? With us right now on how to stop Tijn."

"It's uh, complicated. Avacyn is always fighting, always helping….."

"She has no idea, does she?"

Sorin not responding confirmed his fears.

"Sorin, one last question."

"Sure."

"How about we trade swords?"

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After more hours of riding, the two deathly fellows rode up to a large mansion. Chain could feel he was being watched from many pairs of eyes. The trees bustled as the vampires jumped from one to the next. When they finally came to the front doors, Chain saw the intricate carving showing the mansions home family. The Markovs. Death lied just beyond those two doors. Death, and hopefully, for all that is holy, some damn food.

Two vampires appeared before them. Two dark knights, wielding weapons that no vampire really needed. "Who are you two, and why should we not kill you?"

"I am Sorin Markov, a member of the Markov family. This is my friend Chain. We need a place to stay tonight."

"A Markov huh?" The one on the right asked. "We'll be the judge of that."

The two came up and sniffed Sorin head to toe. Chain felt really uncomfortable, but Sorin seemed chill. Even though he is a cold-hearted vampire. Seeming happy with their sniffing, they stretched out their arms and let them pass. Chain and Sorin dismounted and entered as their horses were lead away.

"Is that how vampires communicate?" Chain asked as they walked into the very elegant and beautiful mansion. The vampire smiled. "We communicate by talking. But our smell warns us to danger and tells us if someone is a friend or foe."

Chain checked out the vampires milling about, chit-chatting or drinking what appeared to be a thick, red liquid.

Oh.

"Sorin, why are we here?" Chain was getting a little impatient with his friends lack of telling him things. Sorin shrugged and said, "We need allies."

"And you truly believe your family will help? No offense, but I can barely get you to help me every now and then." And then Chain whispered. "Plus, vampires are useless against angels."

"Our hearing, however, is not useless."

Chain jumped at the woman next to him. Tall, pretty, drinking blood. She leaned forward and purred. "And may I ask why such a handsome man like yourself is here?"

"Lady Janice, this is my associate Chain," Sorin said. "He's not on the menu."

"Aw, such a shame. It's been a long time since I had a human of this caliber," Janice whimpered. Chain looked at her, cocking his head. "Who said I was human?"

"Well, what else could you be?" But Sorin got in between them, before he could answer. "We need your help Janice. Tijn is on the rise and I need your help to stop her."

Janice's face looked like she got smacked. "No."

"But we-"

"I said no," She cut him off. "I've heard the rumors. Blood rituals, purgings, other not fun things. She executes all who don't join her."

"That's why we need you and your vampires. Avacyn is too busy to notice, and no demon is foolish enough to fight all the angels."

"Hmph, it's ironic isn't it," Janice mused. "Tijn is using the angels sense of loyalty to hold back enemies until she is ready to make her move."

"Why are you so afraid?" Chain demanded. "You have an entire army of undead killing machines. Don't you want to kill some angels?"

"Not this way! We like how things are. We get to kill when we please, and no one can stop us. We get to rule these lands with little opposition. But if we go to war with a force that is as equally powerful, with the humans backing them, the results are sure to be devastating."

"We can get the demons."

"Can you?" The vampire arched an eyebrow. "They serve no one except themselves. No other demon, no human, no vampire. No one."

"So you won't help us?" Sorin asked, though it came out rather pathetic. Janice smiled sweetly. "Uh, sorry fifty shades, but you are going to have to fix this without us."

Sorin frowned as the woman walked off. "This is going much worse than I thought it would."

"Oh please now Sorin. We have a plan."

"We do?"

"Well, I do." Chain flashed his dark smile. "And once again, it's up to me."