Blade opened the car door and slid out, roughly slamming the door. He was alone, working solo, it had been weeks since he had killed Dracula and his base was still in the beginning stages, a warehouse which stored his weapons and living space. He strode forward, through to the armory, he started reloading bullets into his pistols, vampires immune to sunlight? They would be practicably super humans with no weaknesses apart form the thirst, he drew his sword and sliced it through the air, this was when he was most at ease, in the fury of combat. He practiced with his sword, thrusting and slicing at imaginary targets. It would amaze onlookers at the speed and grace of Blade as he whipped his sword around. Satisfied he slid his sword back in his sheath, he grabbed some shells for his shotgun, loading them in, if they were immune to sunlight he would kill them the old fashioned way. He checked his weapons, loading stakes into the holders and pistol clips into his pockets. He shucked his shotgun, feeling the power in the weapon; he would rest and recover and then once again destroy the stalkers of the night.
Averic groaned, the effects of the daystar overpowering his senses, they raged within him, sometimes becoming a faint memory and sometimes shoving itself violently and blocking everything else but he was always in pain, day and night, nagging pain ruptured through his veins, causing dark colored bruises to appear on his skin, he cursed Blade, coughing blood, he felt thirsty and he moved to the cells at the back of the sewers, the cells were grafted together with metal and contained humans pulled off the streets. Humans hung from chains and could be fed on at leisure by the vampires, the problem was, as soon as the humans were bitten they turned into reapers and that was unacceptable, he wasn't trying to create a vampire apocalypse, he wanted the humans to flourish while their societies coexisted, this all had to be changed, the daywalker had found them. His eyes could see perfectly in the dark and the moans of the prisoners could be heard as they saw the shape of Averic approach, a vampire was already feeding, blood splattering all over the floor and the violent slurping of the vampire. "Get out." Averic snapped and the reaper obeyed, grabbing his victim away. He liked to feed alone, choosing a relatively new slave he opened the cell door and dragged the human outside, literally ripping him out of the chains, the human's arms and feet were torn out and dangled from the blood splattered chains. The human started screaming, thrashing around as Averic carried him upstairs, as soon as he found a corner he slammed the human against the wall. His mouth opened, like the three way mouths of the previous reapers, but they had evolved, razor sharp teeth lined the entire mouth so the insides were a wall of spikes. "This is going to hurt." Averic slammed his face forward, the thousands of sharp teeth digging into the human's face. He unslid his tongue and it clammed down somewhere on the human's skin and he started feeding. Rich blood flowed into his mouth and he instantly felt better, sighing with contentment, the muffled screams of the human sounded loud enough for Averic to hear who merely frowned in annoyance at the disturbance of the moment, at last he withdrew, leaving the human to complete his transformation to a vampire.