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(Transcribed by TurboScribe.ai. Go Unlimited to remove this message.) You sense 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 Braham.

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 Shaolin.

If you spend 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?

Spent it 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?

Lasses.

Humans who have traded their souls to the

Omega for a 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.

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.

300 years.

Well, gotta say, you're holding up just fine.

How long will I live?

Oh, 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.

Jarrah, 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, a.k.a. Candy.

Same M.O.? Yep, old slit, blood everywhere.

There was some residue on her lips, like

she was foaming at the mouth.

Medical examiner's going to do an autopsy first

thing in the morning.

Anything following 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 he'll take it on his

best boyfriend.

Maybe a war would drive that bastard out

of hiding.

Damn it, I can't believe she's actually protecting

him.

Never saw that one coming.

She finally picks him, huh?

Total old life.

Yeah, well, we're going to have to call

her in.

Yeah, I figured that.

Listen, I'm supposed to meet her tomorrow.

Give me a cracker first, will you?

I can't do that.

Yeah, you can.

Just schedule it for the day after.

Please.

Come on, Jose.

You know, I got a better shot than

anyone getting through to her.

Why's that?

She watched Momos kill me.

I guess

Tor isn't showing up tonight.

It'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 Walsy into it.

Shit.

And how he feels about her.

Why?

Get out your welcome mat.

How many?

Three, at least.

Yeehaw!

Evening, boys.

Christ!

How cool.

You and me.

We've done this before.

You did your thing.

You're fat.

Now, let's get Rache back.

Relax.

We're good.

You're doing good.

Vicious, we need a car.

I gotta move our boy.

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.

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, Zadist.

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 goodnight and walk the fuck

out of here.

You're actually willing to fight for a human?

She's Darius's daughter.

What's her 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 Zee 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 steel 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?

Fury.

He's the only one who can get through

to Zee.

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

Zee disrespected your father, so he may leave

you alone.

Just promise me you'll stay away from him.

Rage Man, how are we feeling?

Belly hurts.

Going home.

Where are my clothes?

You lost them.

You're not leaving.

You're crashing in Dee'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.

Hmm.

Thank you.

Thank you for caring for my brother.

Rat, who did you lose?

Lose?

Who did the Lossers take from you?

My parents.

I'm sorry.

It was before my transition.

A long time ago.

It was winter.

A cold night in February.

We thought, as the first family, we were

safe from the Lossers.

Our homes were well-defended, well-hidden.

And we moved all the time.

One of our servants betrayed our location.

After they left, my father tried to drag

himself over to me.

They had stabbed him in the heart.

He gave up 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 Lossers 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.

He would have been killed.

As a male should.

Protecting his home.

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 talking, I stopped screaming.

The Lossers 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.