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Previously on "Blade"...

- Where are you shipping the bodies?
- Detroit.

- Who's taking possession?
- Marcus Van Sciver.

You've been peeking through
a lot of keyholes, Zack.

Wait wait...

- Hello, Krista.
- You killed my brother.

We survive by living
in the shadows as unknowns.

I can work with you,
just like I worked with your brother.

If there is a war, you will lose,
unless Aurora works.

- It will work.
- It had damn well better.

If I get you this vaccine,
this Aurora thing...

after that I'm done.

Aurora's effects are temporary.
It is simply a stepping stone.

Chase, what are you doing?

Giving you the chance to prove

that Purebloods aren't immortal
and that we,

the infected ones,
will be the ones to take you all down.

Who's infected now?

We can put your skills
to their best use,

help your many talents flower.

This is my only talent.

- Break into Chthon?
- The girl's on a knife's edge.

If she falls off,
I want her to fall our way.

- It hurts so much, being alone.
- Then you don't have to be, Krista.

Do you know
how unusual this is,

to be here,
to take these very steps?

One is usually
only fortunate enough

to encounter history
in its past tense.

A visit to ancient ruins,

battlefields won and lost.

But to see it in advance,

to know that this place
in which you now stand

will become
one of monumental history,

and to know that your hand
will scratch out

the old World narrative,

write a new one.

The hand of a commoner,

one of the mere infected,
finally rising up against those

who would keep us eternally
beneath their feet.

And to know
it will be your hand

that takes the fabled
Sword of Chthon,

the very symbol of their
oppressive rule,

and use it against them.

Or will.

With you
right there by my side.

Is that where you want me?

Since the first
moment we met.

You sure? I seem to remember
the moment we met

I was trying to kill you.

And I was intent
upon having you.

Funny how things work out.

Fate does find a way,
doesn't it?

It's all ready, Marcus.

Everything installed
to your exact specifications.

New ventilation interface
down in the security room.

Large-bore ducts
for the AC system.

And... every door
now requires

laser confirmation
of retinal identity.

Identity confirmed.
Tucker Moffat.

What did I tell you?
I'm good.

Yes, you are. And I do apologize
for my outburst the other day.

Hey, Marcus, I'm just glad

it wasn't me you made
your point on.

But I'm done
with him, right?

His last task is
to show you out.

Have a safe trip
home, Tucker.

Your well-deserved reward
awaits you.

Until our
next masterpiece, hmm?

It's all happening.

Everything you've worked
so hard for is finally going to pay off.

Actually,
one last problem remains...

the same one we always have
it seems...

Blade.

What about him?

He has a habit of showing up
when least expected.

I thought Chthon would
do the same to him.

So where do we find him?

That's the best part.

I already have.

Blade, we should
just sit tight.

I don't do that very well.

You said you wanted Marcus's plans
to be happening

and they're happening.

I'm supposed to have faith
in him?

No, not in him;
in Krista.

It's exactly why
you recruited her.

She can get
in places we can't.

Or shouldn't,
if it'd screw things up...

like right now.

So just chill.

She said she'd call
when the deed's done.

Seeing is believing.

Like I didn't see
this coming. Okay.

You got any idea how we're going
to get into that building?

Krista said they got
security out the ass.

I know someone
who has a key.

Who is it?

It's her.
Krista?

You got to get out.
Marcus's people are coming for you.

They're already here.

Can you hear me?
Blade?

Krista, we're about to land.

Um, be there in a second.

Well, I'll tell
you one thing:

No vamps are
coming in here

with UV light
flooding the place.

Now we're screwed.

Not while we're
still breathing.

Now are we screwed?

Give it up, Daywalker!

Do it. Blow it up.

Come on!

Shut up! I'm trying!

Your boyfriend's dead.

Guess you'll have to do.

What are you doing?

Toying with you.

Are you enjoying
yourself, Chase?

Have you met our
guest before?

Shen Lu Wuei...
Blade's weaponsmith,

sidekick, court jester.

Take your pick.

If you think you can use me
as leverage...

We don't need you as leverage.
Blade is dead.

You find a body?

Did you mount the head
on a mantel?

Then you don't have dick.

Assuming you're right,
then you represent nothing more than...

a liability right now.

Blade wouldn't dream
of compromising his jihad

in order to rescue you.

So why am I still alive?

Because of your knowledge.

There are operations
that still remain in existence.

An underground network of
hunters you traffic with.

You have names, locations,
methodologies,

all kinds of information
we can pry from your skull

before we bleed you out.

I need you to leave
for Toronto immediately.

I want you to oversee every
aspect of tonight's operation.

Is that understood?

Right.
Let's begin.

I'm sorry?

Coercing our friend
here into talking.

Choose your poison.

You want me to?

Presumably you've encountered torture
victims during your time in Iraq.

I'd imagine you have
a fairly extensive knowledge

of human pain
thresholds.

Let me take
care of this.

You've got other
business to attend to.

- You should go.
- There's time yet.

Enough for me to enjoy
a few more moments of this.

Just do it,
you bloodsucking bitch.

Do it!

If you don't start talking
I'll go to work on your teeth.

Good. Maybe it'll
start to hurt.

Krista,
I'm impressed.

Please escalate.

My pleasure.

Sir, the plane
is ready.

That's enough
for now, Krista.

We'll finish on our return
from Toronto.

In the meantime,
our friend can meditate

on his own mortality.

Come.

We have a revolution
to start.

They totally destroyed
the place.

Blade's dead.

And we got that
little bitch of his.

I know, I know, I know.

Shit.

Later.

I was just kidding
about that note.

So, you're my reward,
are you?

Take your time.
I don't mind.

You do whatever Marcus
tells you, don't you?

We all have to.

Can't be too safe, though.

You're going to need
more protection than that.

Stay.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Okay.

Okay, look,

I'll tell you what
Marcus is planning.

I'll tell you where
Chthon is meeting.

I already know.

Well, then what the hell
do you want?

A way in.

No, no, don't.

Don't worry.
I only need one.

What did you say?

I said...

sun's up.

Damn it.

I'm here, Marcus.

Rest assured, everything
is proceeding as planned.

I'll be taking over security.

Chase, I'm here
on Marcus' orders.

Yes, and Marcus ordered me
to replace you.

- I didn't hear anything about...
- Or did he say remove you?

Which would you prefer?

I'll go do the rounds.

That's a poodle.

Lovely.

All we need now
are the Purebloods

and the games
can begin.

- You infected?
- No.

You wearing a wire
or some shit like that?

Not unless they shoved it up my ass
when I wasn't looking.

Figured you were dead.

So did I, until Krista
slipped me a little pick-me-up.

I still can't believe
you called.

One of us gets separated,
it's every man for himself.

You know that.

That's why I was surprised
that you answered.

Now, are you
going to tell me

where you got
this fine new ride?

Same place I got that.

- Their ETA?
- Five minutes.

Check on Chase.

Meet me upstairs.

Krista...

get anything juicy
out of Blade's little helper?

- Not yet.
- Must not have squeezed hard enough.

Sounds to me like
another job I'll be required to finish.

Just get this one
done first.

So that's it?

You came all this way
just to say that?

Do you roll over too?
Catch a ball?

You know, Chase, you and I
don't have to be like this.

Too late, darling.
Now run along.

Daddy will want you
to fetch his slippers.

They're here,
aren't they?

Just in the door.

I can feel them.

Not for long.

Van Sciver.

Overlord Rusk,
it is an honor

to gain an audience
with all of you.

Almost all of us.

Yes.

Charlotte's passing came
as quite a surprise.

A terrible blow
for Chthon.

A sacrifice.

But after tonight, one that will not
have been made in vain, yes?

I trust you've something
to present us?

Indeed.

Await my summons.

So...

what are
we going in with?

Sword, one UV glaive
and two guns.

And?

And that's it.

Great.

Oh, and one of the guns
might not work.

I'll take the other one then.

Seriously, bro, what do
you think our odds are?

Whatever they are,

they're even
worse for Krista.

Oh, so you actually care
what happens to her?

I care because she's our way
into their world.

If she dies,
if Marcus goes with her,

then everything we've worked
for goes up in smoke.

She got us a ticket
to the Pureblood Ball.

If Marcus survives
and gets upgraded...

so does Krista.

Then we move one notch
up the vampire food chain. I get it.

You're just protecting
your assets.

That's right.

Anyone ever tell you
you're a cynical son of a bitch?

Every goddamn day.

My fellow Purebloods,

we are the untainted...
the true.

And after tonight, we will rule
over even more

than the House of Chthon.

I thank you all for accepting
my invitation to convene.

A conclave is a rare occurrence,
even for our House,

the first among the 12.

And this is a time
of great sorrow.

A voice is missing
from our table.

Silenced by tragic
circumstance.

Nevertheless, I trust
that Charlotte joins us in spirit,

if not in form.

And this gathering accords
with our tradition.

We meet only in times
of great urgency.

First, in year one
of our calendar...

convened by
Lord Chthon himself

when he took
this sword in hand

and ended the tyranny

of Argento.

More recently,

we met in the ruins
of Nagasaki.

In the waning days
of the Second World War,

our kind made
unprecedented advances

amidst the disarray
and dislocation.

Now we meet
for a different purpose.

True, there are many pressing
issues for our House:

Our eternal war
against the humans,

our recent hostilities
against the House of Erebus,

and the returning pollution
of the Armayans

back into
the Vampire Nation.

Don't forget
the worst filth of all.

Identity confirmed.
Tucker Moffat.

After tonight,

Blade will no longer be
a factor in the great game.

- How can you be so sure?
- Because tonight

we all become Daywalkers.

Tonight we
take possession

of a weapon that will cement
our domination

of the other Houses...

the fruit of Charlotte's
final project

begun nearly
a decade ago,

finally birthed
and brought to us

from beyond her grave...

Aurora.

Your prop.

And my final performance.

Everything ready
on this end?

Perfectly.

Yours?

Poison in place,
awaiting your touch.

In a very short while,

the three of us will leave
that room upstairs

and with it,
the old House of Chthon.

Now I know that your
relationship has had its difficulties.

I just hope all that
can be put behind us,

because we are about to walk
into a new world,

and there is
just simply no one

I would rather take those
first few steps with

than the two of you.

Sir, the overlord
is ready for you.

And so the lights dim.

What's he doing
back in here?

Van Sciver asked to make
the presentation in Charlotte's absence.

He's a turned-blood.

Hmm, under the circumstances,
I'm willing to make an exception.

Just this once.

Thank you, Lord Rusk.

And I thank all of you
for your indulgence.

I'm honored to have had
the opportunity

to prepare this site
for this momentous...

Oh, get on with it,
Van Sciver.

We are far too old

to be moved by your
honey-voiced ass-kissing.

And remember, you might have
built this room,

but that doesn't mean
a turn-blood like you

- belongs here.
- Or ever will.

Of course.

But I assure you, I come
bearing a magnificent gift.

The gift of a new dawn
for our House.

A real dawn.

One that will allow each
and every one of you

to experience things
as you never have before,

to be what you never
have been.

Kill 'em all.
Familiars too.

I was hoping for something
more specific.

The security room...
looks like that's

where they're pumping
in the poison gas.

We'll start there
and work our way up.

And when we get
to the top?

- Identity confirmed, Tucker Moffat.
- Kill more vampires.

I'm aware that some of you had doubts
when Charlotte presented my proposal

for Aurora's development.
And it did take many years

and many millions
of dollars to perfect.

But what I bring tonight is a
prize unlike anything our House,

or any other House
has ever seen.

Enough theater, Marcus.

Just give us what
you came to give us.

Happily.

The vaccine you've
all been expecting.

The magical cure-all
that will conquer

our genetic weakness
to garlic, silver

and sunlight.

It never worked.

But don't worry,

I've come to deliver
what you really deserve.

Identity confirmed.
Tucker Moffat.

Shit.

Well done, Marcus,
well done.

You almost had me actually believing
that Aurora wasn't the lie

that you've been selling
all this time.

The same lie that forced you
to blow up Charlotte's plane.

Hmm?

Friends...

I apologize
for not informing you

of this subterfuge sooner.

We thought it was important
that Marcus reveal himself.

- We?
- We.

Chase.

Charlotte gave me
a simple choice, Marcus:

You or the House of Chthon.

And as much as I've grown
to care for you,

I decided it was more prudent to bet
on the House.

After everything
I gave to you.

And everything
you didn't.

Chase. Chase, no.

Marcus belongs to us.

The vents are screwed.

There's no delivery system
for the poison.

Yes, there is.
Me.

Get the other two working.

And then get your ass
up there.

What a delightful way
to end the evening...

drinking the blood
of a traitor.

After you watch him die,
you belong to me.

Can't have a party
without the keg.

Screw this.

Stay cool, pal,
and no one dies.

Only if I got the one
that doesn't work.

I should've let them kill
you, Van Sciver.

It's nice to meet you,
too, Blade.

Who belongs to who
now, bitch?

Shit!

Damn it!

Identity confirmed.

This about a man, Chase?

You're such a girl.

This isn't about Marcus.

This is about me moving
up in the world.

Sorry, sweetie...

I only see you
going down.

That's the mighty relic
of Chthon?

Why am I not surprised
it's a piece of shit?

Blade!

Your death will make
this night complete.

Krista!

Shen!

Don't try to tell me
this was a win.

Purebloods dead
is a win.

Marcus further up
the ladder is a win.

Krista still with him
is a win.

Yeah, yeah, for how long?
Because you know the deeper she goes...

She can handle it.

Anyone ever tell you
you're an optimistic son of a bitch?

Every goddamn day.

Marcus, what are we
doing here?

Just tying up loose ends.

Blade was a thorn in my side
for quite some time.

He caused our people
considerable trouble over the years.

And now he's gone.

For now.

He'll go underground,
eventually reemerge in some other city.

Won't you have
to do the same?

I mean, the Purebloods
are gonna be looking for you now.

No doubt.

But they'll have
to be cautious.

I have the great equalizer...

a weapon which targets
the royal blood

but yet leaves the rest
of us turned safe and sound.

The atom bomb
is at my disposal.

They'll have no choice
but to accede to my demands.

Which are what?

Rule Chthon, first of all.

The entire House.

Never in the history
of our people has

a turned-blood
stood atop it all.

Now one is.
And I promise you,

things'll be very different
from here on out.

Especially now that
Chase is dead.

We don't know that
for certain.

Come on, Marcus, I saw her
drop a dozen stories.

Even if I saw her ash, even if I ran my
hands through the remnants,

I would still watch my back for the rest
of my years on earth.

Can I ask you something?

Anything.

How did you find out where
Blade was operating from?

Who told you
about this location?

Blade has a network
of people working with him...

informants,
ashers,

people who traffic
on both sides of the fence.

We were able to intercept
a phone call last week.

We traced it,
followed this person here.

The rest was simplicity.

Now I have a question
for you.

How long have you been
working for Blade?