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You sensed that something is
coming, something monumental.

You're about to get sick, Beth, and
I'm the only one who can help you.

I transfused myself
with stored blood this afternoon,

and I feel fine.

I would like to try it.

Drinking is no longer palatable
to me either.

No one's like Wrath.
And he's deadly.

There's no one
who will take better care of you.

- How do you know?
- He marked you.

The warning's all over you
as if you were a shellan.

If you spent half the amount
of time defending our race

that you do chasing
after that female of yours,

we might not have lost Darius.

Fuck you, you arrogant asshole.

- What happened?
- Suspended without pay

pending the conclusion of
an internal investigation and...

they'll officially can me.

Vampires were created
by the Scribe Virgin.

The strongest males were chosen.

Those warriors were bred through the
strongest females over generations

until a separate subspecies
of vampires emerged.

The most powerful were indoctrinated
into the Black Dagger Brotherhood.

Who are you fighting?

Lessers.

Humans who have traded their souls to
the Omega for free reign of terror.

I'd like to see your eyes.

Beautiful.

Useless.

Beautiful.

I have broken the
covenant with Wrath.

He has found another
female who he wants.

She's human... or,
at least, half human.

But make no mistake,

he will go to her.

And as for the brotherhood, well,
I hate that they have to exist.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Will you stay?

I'm not sure I can walk right now.

Where are you going?

I'm meeting with my brothers.

Then we're going out.

Fritz will be here.

Stay.

I'll return before dawn.

You're going to fight?

- But you're...
- Blind? Yes.

And I've been blind for 300 years.

Three hundred years?

Well...

gotta say you're
holding up just fine.

How long will I live?

Hey, Wrath.

Hey, Wrath, I can't breathe.

You didn't answer my question.

I don't know the answer.

Well...

however long I've got,
I wish you'd stay with me tonight.

Yo, Wrath? We're all here.

Will you be here when I get back?

I don't know.

It would be safer if you stay.

The change.

You'll need me.

The other door out in the hall,

it opens to your father's bedroom.

- You know her?
- Another one of Big Daddy's.

Carla Rizzoli, AKA Candy.

- Same MO?
- Yup. Throat slit, blood everywhere.

There was some residue on her lips
like she was foaming at the mouth.

Medical examiner is gonna do an
autopsy first thing in the morning.

- Anything found at the scene?
- A dart.

Like the kind you
shoot an animal with.

We're getting it analyzed.
And I heard Big Daddy's pissed.

- He's looking for revenge.
- Yeah, well...

hopefully we'll take it out
on Beth's boyfriend.

Maybe a war will drive
that bastard out of hiding.

Damn it. I can't believe
she's actually protecting him.

Never saw that one coming.

- She finally picked someone, huh?
- A total lowlife.

Yeah, well,
we're gonna have to call her in.

Yeah. I figured that.

Listen, I'm supposed
to meet her tomorrow.

Give me a crack
at her first, will you?

- I can't do that, O'Neal. You're not...
- Yeah, you can.

You just schedule her
for the day after.

Please.

Come on, José.

You know, I got a better shot
than anyone to get through to her.

- Why is that?
- She watched him almost kill me.

I guess Tohr isn't
showing up tonight.

That's not like him.

I took a piece out of him
when I shouldn't have.

I need to apologize to him.

That'd be a surprise.

- Am I that awful?
- No.

- You're just not wrong that often.
- I brought Wellsie into it...

- Shit.
- And how he feels about her.

Why?

- Get out your welcome mat.
- How many?

Three, at least.

Yee-haw.

Evening, boys.

Christ!

We're cool.

You and me,

we've done this before.

You did your thing.

You're fed.

Now...

let's get Rhage back.

Relax, Hollywood. We're good.

You're doing good.

Vishous? We need a car.
I gotta move our boy.

We just had a visit
from the other side.

I hate this.

Yeah. I know.

We're going to get you home.

Didn't like seeing you shot.

Clearly.

All good.

What the fuck do we have here?

My favorite sound in the world.

Admiring my artwork?

You should see the rest of me.

What? Don't you like me?

Think you can run fast enough?

I'm damn sure you can't.

Get away from her, Zsadist.

Time to go, Z.

Not willing to share the female?

You only like it
if you pay for it.

So I'll flip her a 20.

Assuming she lives
through the sex.

You're not touching her.

You're not looking at her.

You're gonna say good night
and walk the fuck out of here.

You're actually willing
to fight for a human?

She's Darius' daughter.

- What's your name?
- Her name's Beth.

And you're leaving.

Yeah. Sure.

Whatever.

Nice to meet you, Beth.

Are you okay?

He didn't touch you, did he?

I heard you scream.

No. No.

He just scared me.
I woke up and he was in the room.

You're hurt. What happened?

It's nothing.

I just have to hold
you for a minute.

I couldn't bear it
if he'd... taken you away from me.

I don't want you
near Z again, ever.

If he walks in the
room, you come find me.

If I'm not around,

you will lock yourself
in these rooms.

The walls are made of steels
so he can't materialize inside.

And don't ever touch him.

Not even inadvertently.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Who is he?

And what happened?

Is he a warrior?

He's one of the brothers,

but he's nearly soulless.

He hates everyone,

except for maybe his twin.

Twin?

There are two like him?

Phury.

He's the only one
who can get through to Z,

although even then,
it's not a sure thing.

Zsadist respected your father,

so he may leave you alone.

Just promise me you'll
stay away from him.

Rhage, man, how we feeling?

Belly hurts.

Going home.

Where my clothes?

You lost them.

And you're not leaving.

You're crashing in D's room.

Hey.

We're not waltzing here.

Will you lean on
me, for Christ's sake?

I feel sick.

Indigestion's a bitch.

Do you want some Tums?

Alka-Seltzer?

Hey.

Come here.

Thank you.

Thank you for
caring for my brother.

Wrath?

Who did you lose?

Lose?

Who did the lessers take from you?

My parents.

I'm sorry.

It was before my transition.

A long time ago.

It was winter.

Cold night in February.

We thought as the First Family,

we were safe from the lessers.

Our homes were
well-defended, well hidden,

and we moved all the time.

One of our servants
betrayed our location.

No!

No!

No!

Come on!

No!

No, no.

After they left,

my father tried
to drag himself over to me.

They had stabbed him in the heart.

He gave out two feet from me,

reaching for me.

I was trapped there
for hours with their bodies,

watching the pools
of blood get bigger.

Some civilian vampires

came the following
night and let me out.

Before the lessers left,

they pulled back all the
tapestries from the windows.

The moment the sun rose...

all the bodies burned.

I had nothing to bury.

No crying.

It changes nothing.

I still have dreams
about that night.

I should have been out there
with my father, fighting.

You would have been killed.

As a male should.

Protecting his own.

That's honorable.

Maybe you needed to be protected.

No.

A male protects.

Never the other way around.

You still want me?

Why wouldn't I?

My parents, I did
nothing to save them.

You were locked in.

I was a coward.

You were not.

I stopped screaming.

What?

I stopped screaming.

After they were finished
with my parents and the doggen,

I stopped screaming.

The lessers were looking for me.

And I stayed quiet.

I clamped my hand over my mouth.

I prayed they wouldn't find me.

Of course you did.

Of course you did.

You wanted to live.

No.

I was afraid of dying.

- I was a coward.
- Hey.

No, don't be ridiculous!

Hey.

You had just seen
your parents murdered.

You stayed silent
because you wanted to survive.

There's nothing shameful in that.

You were a victim
as much as they were.

The only reason you're alive today is
because your father loved you enough

to keep you safe.

So put down that warrior crap

and give yourself a break.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have...

No one has ever spoken to me
as you just did.

Leelan.

Vampire talk for bitch?

Far from it.

Your language is beautiful.

There are no words worthy of you.

You're beautiful.

Warriors are not beautiful.

But you are to me.

You're utterly beautiful.

Where are you going?

Work.

I usually get in around 9:00.

I don't want you to go.

I have a life. I need
to get back to it.

Your life is here.

You're tough, you know that?

Well, I'd better be
if I'm gonna hang around with you.

I want that.

For you to be around.

Really?

Yeah.

It's fucking stupid.

It's crazy. It's...

dangerous.

Well...

then it'll fit
right into your life script.

Yeah, pretty much.

Beth, you have to understand.

You'll be a target...

and I don't know
how to keep you safe.

I don't know how the hell to...

We'll figure it out.

We can do it together.

So you'll stay now?

No.

I really do need to get to work.

You'll be back before dusk.

I'll be back sometime
after sunset.

And I promise to call
if anything weird happens.

I mean, weirder.

I don't like this.

Come on.

I'll be fine.

Only two kills last night.

Your quota was ten.

We couldn't find any.

I found one.

Quite easily, I might add.

Mr. O found two.

Well, the rest of us couldn't.

The numbers in this
area have thinned.

The problem is not geography.

Care to elaborate, Mr. O?

The problem is motivation.

There are no
consequences for failure.

Everyone leave now.

Mr. O, you stay.

If you ever pull
anything like that again,

I will turn you over to the Omega.

No, you won't.

You wouldn't wanna look
as if you can't control your men.

Careful, O.

You underestimate the
Omega's affection for sacrifices.

If I were to give
you to him as a gift,

he would be most grateful.

He would enjoy unwrapping you,

and I would enjoy watching it.

So mind your manners,

don't ever take out
another member of the society

without my expressed permission,

and we'll get along fine.

Now, what do you say to me?

I can't hear you.

Yes, sensei.

Good boy.

Billy.

How are you, my son?

I just heard about
Butch's suspension.

You think they're gonna fire him?

Off the record? Probably.

I need to bring you in. Another
prostitute was killed last night.

Same MO.

I don't need to tell you
how serious the situation is.

Your man is our prime suspect
in three murders,

and obstruction to justice
is a serious charge.

- He did not murder anyone last night.
- So you know where he is?

He did not kill any
of those women.

That's your opinion.

You've been a good friend, José.

Goddamn it.

Get a lawyer, Beth...

and fast.

- Thanks for meeting me, sensei.
- Billy, how are you?

I was worried
when I got your call.

And then you didn't
make it to class.

Billy?

Someone's after me, sensei.

Well, I'm glad you
came to me, son.

Talk.

You can trust me.

My dad's in DC as usual.

So last night, I had a few blunts.

You shouldn't do that.

Drugs are bad.

I know.

So my friends and
I are by the pool,

and one wants to hit it
with his girlfriend.

And I gotta go get the key
to the pool house.

When I'm walking back,

a guy steps out in front of me,

like, from out of nowhere.

He was huge. Long black hair,
dressed in leather.

Later.

And he scared the hell out of me.

Looking like he wanted
to have me for lunch.

But my friend calls,

and the guy said my name
and just disappeared.

I don't know how he
got onto the grounds,

what with the walls and security
and everything.

I'm kinda scared, sensei.

You should be.

Tell me something, Billy.

You got a girlfriend?

A couple.

Someone special?

They're good for getting off.

But they're all over me, and I...

Go on, son.

There isn't anything
you can't tell me.

I like them better
when they're hard to get.

Actually...

I like it when they're
trying to get away.

You like to catch them?

I like to take them.

You know what I mean?

You ever kill something, Billy?

Birds, squirrels,
maybe a cat or a dog?

Aren't you gonna
answer your sensei?

Yeah.

Maybe. When I was younger.

How'd it make you feel?

Nada.

I didn't feel anything.

Okay.

Yeah. Maybe I liked it.

And your father?

Did this concern him?

Who cares what he thinks?

Billy, I know you've run away.

I know your father
sent you up to prep school

the minute your mother died.

I know you got
kicked out of there,

kicked out of the next place,

and then pushed
off to military school.

It seems to me
like your father's been trying

to get rid of you
for the past decade.

I hate him.

Why do you hate him, son?

Because he breathes.

Let's eat.

And then I can take you home.

This is Tohr.

I can't take your call right now,
so let me get back to you.

- Yeah?
- We got issues. Another dead prostitute.

In an alley. Bled out.
I hacked the coroner's database.

In both cases, the females
had their necks chewed on.

Shit.

- Zsadist.
- I keep telling him he's gotta pull back.

- You have to talk to him.
- Tell the brothers to come here tonight.

I'm going to set him straight
in front of everyone.

You know where Tohr is?

No idea. I'll go to his house

- on my way over to D's if you want.
- Do that.

He needs to be here tonight.

True.

This is Beth Randall
at the Caldwell Courier.

Leave a message after the tone, and
I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Beth!

Oh, God!

Beth!

Beth! Beth.

Can you hear me?
Beth, can you hear me?

Yeah, I got a probable
drug overdose.

Baby, be still. Be still.
I'm gonna take care...

- Take me to Wrath.
- Fuck him. Drug overdose.

- I think it's heroin.
- No, I don't have Narcan!

Wrath, I need to go to Wrath.

- I'm gonna die.
- The hell you are!

I need him.

Goddamn it!

My brothers,
we've got two pieces of business.

I have gravely injured one of you.

Accordingly, I offer
Tohrment the rhythe.

In front of these
witnesses, hear me now.

I absolve you of
the repercussions.

Do you accept?

I cannot strike you, my Lord.

And you cannot forgive me.

I cannot blame you.

I will offer again
at another time.

And I will always decline.

Now, Z,

about your goddamn love life,

I want you to chill
it with the whores.

Or at the very least,
clean up after yourself.

What are you talking about?

The bodies. The cops found them.

- What bodies?
- Christ, Z.

Do you think the cops
are going to let two dead women

- left out to bleed in alleys slide?
- I don't know dick about that.

I know you too well
to believe any word you say.

Easy, Z.

One of these days,
my Lord, I'm going to...

Goddamn son of a bitch.

- Look what you did to her.
- Nobody kills this human but me.

And he does not leave this house
until I come back.

- How would you like to stay for dinner?
- How would you like to be dinner?

Tell me something, boys.

Wear that leather to
turn each other on?

Some kind of dick
thing to you all?

I'd watch your
mouth if I were you.

Why bother when you could keep
an eye on it for me?

- You're gonna kiss me now?
- Okay. Okay.

Back off, Rhage.

Hey. Come on, let's relax.

That's right. We're cool.

- Do yourself a favor and shut the hell up.
- Why?

Blondie's dying to
get his hands on me.

Maybe I find your wife
and do her a couple times.

How's that sound?

I got no woman.

If the chicks won't do you,
what makes you think I'd want to?

I wanted to piss you off.

Why'd you wanna do that?

If I attacked first, your boys
wouldn't have let us fight.

Would've killed me
before I had a chance at you.

You know what, I'm starting
to like this big dummy.

Pardon me, gentlemen.

Dinner will be
served in 15 minutes.

Hey. Are those the spinach crepes

- that I like so much?
- Yes, sir.

Hot damn.

Hey, can I have one of those?

May I ask a favor? If you're
going to bloody the human,

would you be good enough
to do it in the backyard?

Let's eat.

Beth.

Beth. Can you hear me?

Damn it.

Zsadist, leave him alone.

Wrath wants the human alive.

I hope you decide to run.

I'd rather hunt you down
than eat dinner with them.

Shit.

No, don't go out there.

Well, I'm not gonna hurt you.

How do I know that?

I'm a cop.

Not here in official capacity.

No gun, no badge.

He doesn't normally
let your kind around.

I'm waiting for a friend.

What's your name?

Marissa.

I'm called Marissa.

Butch. Or Brian O'Neal.

People call me Butch though.

What are you looking at?

Sorry. You're probably sick of men
gawking at you.

No males look at me.

I find that very hard
to believe because,

man, you're so totally beautiful.

How about I try not to stare? That'd
be good. Look at me not staring.

Not staring at all. Oh, that's a nice
rug. You ever noticed that before?

I'm gonna shut up now before I
make you any more uncomfortable.

I think I like the
way you look at me.

I'm just not used to it.

You cannot be real.

Why not?

You just can't.

Well, I am.

You mind if I ask you to prove it?

How?

Can I touch your hair?

I can't breathe.

I hate this house.

It's too bad you're on all
those college waiting lists.

Might've gotten into one

if my father hadn't forced me
to apply to all those Ivies.

So what are you going to do?

He wants me to move out.

Get a job.

It's just...
I don't know where I can go.

Anyway, thanks, sensei.

This was... this was really great.

Billy.

Yes, sensei?

What if you came to work for me?

You mean at the academy?

Sort of.

Beth, come on.

Come back to me.

Damn it. Don't you die.

I lo... I love you.

Damn you.

Goddamn you.

Don't you let go.

Beth.

I will not let you go.

I will come after you
before I let you go.