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Bill's POV

"Let me get this straight, we're surrounded by blood thirsty zombies, and now we have to deal with a fucking vampire?" Francis raved, waving his shotgun around.

"Francis, stop waving that thing around, you'll shoot what's left of your balls off." I yelled, smirking slightly, and got a dirty look from Francis for my troubles. The man named Azimov was sitting on a box, legs crossed and sipping a cup of tea, where he got it from I'm not sure I'll ever figure out.

"So what are your, plans; judging by the look in Francis's eye he wants to blow my head off!" laughed Azimov, pulling out his revolver again.

"That's okay, we got the point, it's hard to kill you, so um what type of vampire are you?" Zoey blurted, not eager for another round of 'where's my brain matter going to land', Azimov looked over, put his revolver away, and responded disappointedly,

"I'm not sure about types but I'm a Nosferatu class vampire, I can walk in the sun, bothers me to no end but I can, I can summon familiars, and a bunch of other nifty stuff."

Zoey shifted uncomfortably, "Sooooo that means what?" Azimov smirked and leaned back,

"It means that any rating system you assigned to me would have to be able to the level of 'so badass that Dracula couldn't even hope to touch my level of badassness.'" There was a long silence, and then Francis spoke up,

"I say we go to the next safe house." I agreed and picked up my gun, "Come on Azimov you're with us until we figure out what to do with you." Azimov sighed and stood up, "I'll show you how it's done."

Azimov's POV

"Sweet Jesus these guys piss me off!" I thought as we trudged through the forest bordering the train tracks. I was in front of the group as well as behind them, being a vampire had its perks. My original self was currently staring intently at Zoey's ass.

"Man I haven't seen an ass like that for centuries." I muttered to myself. Zoey turned around and shot me a look that could kill a tank,

"I'm sorry I missed that last line, what was it again?" I gulped, not realizing she could hear me and quickly said,

"There seems to be a lack of infected, I'm returning to my original number of bodies." My clone walked into me and disappeared. Zoey turned around and put her hand on my chest,

"I believe that it had something to do about my ass." She stood on her toes and put her face close to mine, glaring.

"Yes, I said you have a fine ass." With that I leaned forward and kissed her lips, sheer bliss by the way. She reeled back and slapped me across the face; I didn't move an inch, just grinned. Bill and Francis looked at each other and said,

"Umm looks as though we're almost there." They were right I could see the safe house in the distance, but before we could even move the sound of the hoard filled our ears. My eyes gleamed with anticipation, "Party time."

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