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What's your name?

Wrath.

I'm here to take care of you.

Killing ordinary vampires

is only slightly more difficult

than killing a human.

But the Black Dagger Brotherhood,

their Scribe Virgin has bred them

to be monstrously strong.

I've made some important progress.

I'm going to set you free
from that assassin.

Don't talk about Wrath like that.

Where are we headed?

I thought we'd have
a little friendly competition.

Police, halt!

Let me see your hands.

I'm here to save her.

Let him go!

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

Who was my father?

He was as I am.

- What...
- Beth, listen to me.

What, so you can tell me
you're a fucking vampire?

Don't tell me that I'm going...

What's gonna happen to me?

Change is going to come fast.

It hits all of us sometime
around our 25th birthday.

Can I stop this from happening?

No.

You better take cover, son.

Billy.

Pretty good job tonight.
Played the game well, son.

Until just now.

Thank you, Sensei.

Game over.

I'm gonna get ugly wasted tonight.
You shouldn't stick around.

Nah. I'll hang and see it through.

Then I'll drag you back
into your apartment.

Watch you throw up for an hour,
and push you into bed.

Before I leave, I'll get
the coffee machine set up.

Aspirin will be right next
to the sugar bowl.

- I don't have a sugar bowl.
- Then it'll be next to the bag.

- You'd make a great wife, José.
- That's what mine tells me.

Throwing stars I
peeled off that suspect.

Same as the ones we found at the car
bombing and around Cherry's body.

No prints.

Get them off the internet
for about 12 bucks a pop.

The other weapons?

Flashy set of daggers,
no identifying manufacturer.

Standard nine-millimeter guns
with the serial numbers filed off.

But the freaky thing was, bullets.

Never seen anything like 'em.

Hollowed, filled with
some kind of liquid.

The boys think it's just water,
but why would someone do that?

You gotta be kiddin' me.

No prints?

He's a real professional.

Doesn't sound what you
call real homegrown.

We're going over ballistics on the guns
and checking the money to see if it's hot.

First thing in the morning, we'll
give the NYC boys everything we got,

but it's not gonna be much.

If anything happens to Beth...

We'll find him.

God help him if he hurts her.

God help him.

He's not my lover.

Butch, the cop.

He's not, so...

if you see him
again, don't kill him.

Okay.

You really didn't mean to
sleep with me last night, did you?

No, I didn't.

So why did you?

Because I had to.

Why?

You made me realize how cold I am.

I liked warming you.

I liked the feel of you.

Look, I want you to crash here,
but I've gotta take off.

Why?

Are you running away?

Be careful, Beth.

Why?

Because I'm about
to crack over here.

Are you gonna tell me no?

I don't wanna take
advantage of you.

You've been through
enough tonight.

I'm angry.

Scared. Confused.

I want you to make love to me
until I don't feel,

until I'm numb.

If anything, I'd be using you.

Fuck, that sounds awful.

Don't leave, Wrath.

And don't say no.

Wrath. Wrath, are you
okay? What's wrong?

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

What happened? What did I do?

Beth, leave me.

Get the fuck back!

You get any closer,
I'm going to bite you.

Got it?

You wouldn't hurt me.

Get dressed. Go upstairs.

Ask Fritz to take you home.

I'll send Tohr to watch over you.

But I don't want to leave. I...

You have to.

Beth, please. It hurts.

I don't know how long
I can hold myself back.

Go.

Marissa.

Marissa!

- Thank you. I live at...
- I know where you live.

We've always known where you were.

First, at Saint Francis Hospital
in Neonatal Intensive Care.

Then you went home with a nurse.

We thought the nurse
was going to keep you,

but then the hospital
made her give you back.

And then you went into the system,
and we didn't like that.

First, you were assigned to the
McWilliams on Elmwood Avenue.

But then you became ill.

Then went back to the hospital
with pneumonia.

After that, you went to the Ryans,

but there were too many children.

Then you went to the Goldriches,

who lived on that split-level
off Raleigh Street.

We thought the Goldriches
were going to keep you,

but then she became pregnant.

And, finally, to that orphanage.

Oh, we hated that you were there

because they didn't let you out
to play enough.

You keep saying we.

Yes. Your father and I.

He knew me?

Oh, yes, mistress. All along.

Kindergarten and elementary school
and high school.

Oh, we were so proud of you when you went
to college on that academic scholarship.

I was there when you graduated.

Took pictures so
your father could see.

He knew me.

We have every column
you've ever written.

When you started
at the Caldwell Courier Journal,

your father refused to go
to sleep in the morning

until after I'd brought
him the paper.

No matter how hard his night
might have been,

he would not rest
until he read what you wrote.

He was so, so proud of you.

Oh, here.

Now, you must understand how hard it
was for him to stay away from you.

Families of warriors
must be guarded carefully,

and you were unprotected
because you were raised human.

And he'd also hoped that
you'd be spared the transition.

- Did you know my mother?
- Not well.

She disappeared when she found out
he wasn't human.

She didn't tell him
she was pregnant.

And it was only
when she was about to give birth

that she reached out to him.

I think she was scared of what
she was bringing into the world.

Unfortunately, she went into labor

and was taken to a human hospital
before we could get to her.

But you should know
that he loved her very deeply.

My father and Wrath,

they were close?

Your father loved Wrath.

We all do. He's our king.

The king?

That's why your
father sent him to you.

And here we are.

Neither your father nor I approved
of you living in a ground floor unit.

May I ask you more later?

Oh, mistress, yes please. There's
so much I want to tell you.

My Lord?

I need...

Wrath.

My Lord, you need to feed.

Here, take my wrist.

Oh, hey, Boo.

Hey, sweetie. Who's a good kitty?

Hey, Boo.

Beth?

I'm Tohrment. A friend of Wrath.

You can call me Tohr.

I'm here to hang for a while.

I'll be right outside
if you need anything.

Wait. Why don't you...

Please come in.

Okay.

Would you like
something to drink or...

You got any beer?

Yeah. Actually, I think I do.

I'm glad I finally met you.

Your father talked
about you a lot.

Oatmeal raisin? My favorite.

I thought that vampires
only drink blood.

No. Necessary nutrients in it,
but we need food too.

Garlic?

Bring it on.

You are not like Wrath.

No one's like Wrath.

He's a... force of nature.

And he's deadly.

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

How do you know?

He marked you.

I can smell it.

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

His what?

His mate. That scent on your skin sends
a powerful message to other males.

You don't mind, do you, being his?

Do you have a wife... or a mate?

Shellan.

Wellsie. We were promised to
each other before our transitions.

It was dumb luck
that we fell in love.

Some males take
more than one shellan,

but I can't imagine being
with another female.

Does Wrath have a shellan?

I think you better
talk to him about that.

You wanna watch something?

Yeah.

I think the new Godzilla's out.

Sweet. I always
root for the monster.

Me too.

Marissa.

My Lord...

I release you...
from the covenant.

You are free of me.

Shit.

This is what you've always wanted
and I grant it to you now.

Marissa.

Please, don't say the words.

I cannot bear to hear the truth
from your lips,

even though I know it well.

You've always been ashamed
to be tied to me.

This isn't about you.

I know.

I saw the female...

in your mind.

I'm sorry.

Just be sorry that it took
this long for me to see

what has always been true.

I will still protect you.

No...

you won't.

I'm no longer your concern,

not that I've ever been.

Yeah?

Good morning, sunshine.

Time?

Eleven o'clock.
Thought you might wanna know

that Beth just called here
looking for you.

- And the guy?
- Didn't mention him.

But she did say she wanted
to talk to you sometime today.

I canceled the APB out on her
'cause she was calling from home.

Told her you were tied up
until this afternoon.

- Coming in now.
- I wouldn't do that.

Internal Affairs has showed up here
asking about you and Billy Riddle.

Captain's gunning for your ass and
you're in no position to run into him.

Sober up.
I left some aspirin by the phone.

Figured you aren't gonna make it
to the coffee pot.

Take three,
turn your ringer off, and sleep.

Anything exciting happens,
I'll come and get you.

- Love you, honey.
- Then buy me a mink

and a nice pair of earrings
for our anniversary.

You got it.

What happened?

Suspended without pay
pending the conclusion

of an internal investigation
and... they'll officially can me.

- Told you not to come in, man.
- I had to.

That Riddle guy deserved worse.

NYPD, what'd they
find out on a suspect?

Nada. It's like he
came out of nowhere.

Those stars. They've been
bought locally too, right?

Yeah. Sure.

- Through Martial Arts Academies.
- Yeah.

- I'll see you.
- We already sent someone to go ask around.

No one remembers seeing the guy.

Christ, Butch,
this won't bring your sister back.

You wanna kick me in the nuts too?

Just don't... just don't push
your luck out there, detective.

Pushing's all I know
how to do, José.

Detective O'Neal,

I hear you're doing
some kind of investigation.

How exciting.
I'm completely at your disposal.

Hey.

Hard at work, Randall?

Always.

You know, I heard a rumor

that you went out with that
homicide detective, O'Neal.

So?

So good job.

Work a little magic on him.
See what you can get.

Might wanna do a cover story

on police brutality with him
as a poster child.

And I just might be persuaded
to promote you.

Beth Randall.

Mistress, are you all right?

- Sorry. Yes, I'm fine.
- Well, I probably shouldn't have called

but I didn't want you
to be unprepared.

Master has requested a special
dinner for you and him, alone.

Well, I thought I might pick you
up and we could find you a dress.

I know it's presumptuous of me.
He's going to call you himself.

Mistress?

I would love to
get a dress, Fritz.

I would absolutely love to.

Thanks.

- Hello?
- Beth.

- Marissa.
- I thought I would join you.

I would be very pleased
to have your company.

How is your work?

My work? Fine.

Actually, it's better than fine.

As I mentioned,
I had a bit of a breakthrough.

Feeding may soon
be a thing of the past.

I transfused myself
with stored blood this afternoon,

and I feel fine.

You still miss
Evangeline, don't you?

Painfully.

And drinking from
another is simply not...

agreeable to me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I've
been so preoccupied

these past many years,

but it will be better now.

Yes.

You could try the
transfusion as well.

It will free you too.

I would like to try it.

Drinking is no longer palatable
to me either.

Truly?

Yes.

Truly.

How could Wrath
have treated you so roughly?

It's nothing. Let's eat.

How can I?

Because it's over.

I have broken the
covenant with Wrath.

I will see him no more.

He has found another
female who he wants.

And just who does
he prefer to you?

You do not know her.

She's human. Or, at least, half human,
from what I can tell from his thoughts.

Has the Scribe
Virgin been contacted?

That is his duty, not mine.

But make no mistake.

He will go to her.

It is over.

- Butch?
- Hey. Got time to talk?

- Not right now.
- Where you going?

I have a date.

- With who?
- If you'll excuse me...

What happened to the man
last night, Beth? Where is he?

- Oh, fuck. Beth, don't do this.
- Let go of me, Butch.

- He's dangerous.
- And you aren't?

Tomorrow, let's talk after work.

- Beth, I can't let you.
- Are you gonna arrest me?

No.

Thank you.

Beth, please.

Nothing is as it seems.

No. I got a pretty clear fucking picture.
You're protecting a killer, Beth.

There's a serious chance you're
gonna get stuffed into a pine box.

I saw the look on his face

when his hand was around my neck
squeezing the life right out of me.

A man like that's got
murder in his blood.

It's in his nature.

How can you go to him?

Hell, how can you let him
walk these streets?

- He's not like that. I...
- Mistress?

Is there a difficulty?

No, Fritz. No problem.

Tomorrow, Butch.

- Meet me here tomorrow.
- If you live that long.

Fuck.

Wrath, man.

Look at you.

Bite me.

No, thank you. I prefer females.

Although, you've cleaned up nice.

You're here why?

You said you want us
to meet here tonight.

I'm busy until midnight.

I'll tell the Brothers
to be ready then.

And Wrath...

What?

You're way into her.
I think she feels the same way.

I'm only hanging in until she goes
through the change. That's it.

Darius told me you turned him down
when he asked you to take care of her.

- What changed your mind?
- He's dead.

- I owe him.
- You owed him when he was alive.

I'm not talking about her
to you or anyone else. Got it?

And keep your mouth shut
with the Brothers.

Okay. Okay.

But do yourself a favor and
cope to what's going on with her.

An unacknowledged
weakness is deadly.

Weakness?

This coming from a male who's
dumb enough to love his shellan.

I am lucky to have found love.

I thank the Scribe Virgin every
day that Wellsie's in my life.

- You're pathetic.
- You've been dead for hundreds of years.

You're just too mean
to find a grave and lie down.

At least, I'm not pussy-whipped.

Nice fucking suit.

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.

Ever think of that?

Fuck you, you arrogant asshole.

You better learn
who your enemies really are

before you find
yourself standing alone.

I'll serve the first course
in 30 minutes, shall I?

No. We'll sit down now.

As you wish, Master. Right away.

You look...

different in those clothes.

If you think they've civilized me,
don't be fooled.

I'm not.

Good.

Now, let's get this over with.

Why were you so late?

Did Fritz have to
talk you into coming?

It was nothing like that.

Butch followed us. We had
to wait 'till we got free of him.

Wine?

Why are you afraid of me now?

You walked into this house
scared of me again.

Before you even saw me,
you were frightened.

I wanna know why.

Maybe I was reminded that last night
you almost killed a friend of mine.

Christ. Not that again.

You asked.

Don't get mad
if you don't like the answer.

I didn't kill him, did I?

Only because I stopped you.

And that bothers you?

Most people like to be heroes.

You know what? I don't wanna
be here with you right now.

- So why did you come?
- Because you asked me to.

Believe me.

I can handle the rejection.

This was a mistake.

Sit down.

Do not tell me what to do.

Let me amend that.

Sit down and shut up.

You arrogant asshole.

Someone's already
called me that tonight.

Thank you very much.

Where do you get off talking
to me like that?

Let's get one thing straight.

You need me.

So get over your hang-ups about
what I might have done to that cop.

Your good buddy Butch
is still above ground.

So what's the problem?

How can life mean
so little to you?

How can death mean so much to you?

I'd really like to go,
if you don't mind.

Hell, this isn't right.

No, it isn't.

I thought you deserved a...

I don't know, a date or something.

Something normal.

Dumb idea, I know.

I should stick to
what I'm good at.

I'd be better off
teaching you how to kill.

Look...

I fight to protect,

not because I've got
a jones for murder,

but I've killed thousands, Beth.

So if you want me to pretend
I'm not comfortable with death,

I can't do that for you.

Thousands?

Who are you fighting?

Bastards would kill you as soon
as you go through the transition.

Vampire hunters?

Lessers.

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

The Omega, like the devil?

Worse.

Vampires were created
by the Scribe Virgin,

her chosen children.

The Omega resented her ability
to generate life,

despised the special powers
she gave to our species.

The Lessening Society
was his response.

He uses humans
because he's incapable of creation

and because they are a readily
available source of aggression.

You have others
who fight with you?

My brothers.

Vampires recognized
we were under siege.

The strongest males were chosen,

trained to fight,
turned loose against the Lessers.

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.

Are you brothers by blood?

In a matter of speaking.

Thank you.

When you went
after Butch like that,

surely he's not a... lesser.

He tried to keep me from you.

I will level anyone
before I'd let that happen.

You don't like...

us, do you?

Humans are threatened
by anything different.

They're bullies.

It's them, Beth, not us.

You are not wholly
human right now,

and soon you won't
be human at all.

Why aren't you eating?

You need food.

You wanna be as strong as possible
for the change.

Wrath?

What?

- Fritz?
- Right here, Master.

We need red.

You have something else to ask me?

Beth?

Yeah.

Is it true that you can't go out
in the daytime?

Vampires do not do sunlight.

Second to third degree burns will
immediately pop up upon exposure.

Incineration occurs
not long after.

The sun is not something
you wanna screw with.

But I can. I...

You haven't gone
through the change.

Afterwards,
you might be able to tolerate it.

Vampire characteristics can be diluted
for people who have a human parent.

Then again, Darius' blood
is strong in your veins.

How often will I need to...

feed?

In the beginning, fairly often.

Maybe twice, three times a month.

There's no way of knowing.

After you help me
through this the first time,

how will I be able
to find a man that...

I'll take care of
finding you someone.

Until then, you will use me.

Hopefully, that won't be for long.

So eager for someone else?

No. I just thought...

Fritz said that you were
king of the vampires.

I thought that would
make you busy.

He's gotta learn to zip it.

Is it true that you're the king?

No.

Are you married?

Do you have a wife or a mate,
or two, a woman in your life?

Christ, no.

Then who do you feed from?

There was someone.

We were never close.
It was a bad match.

- Who do you go to now?
- God!

You really are a
reporter, aren't you?

Who?

When was the last time you fed?

Last night.

But you didn't bite me.

It was after you left.

You don't like that, do you?

Me drinking from another female?

- Do you wanna rub my nose in it?
- No.

God, Beth.

I wanted it to be you.

The idea that you will someday score
another male's skin with your teeth,

and take his blood inside of you

makes me wanna stab something.

But I can't let
myself think like that.

Why not?

Because you cannot be mine.

No matter what I said before.

Here,

let me feed you.

Did you have sex
with her when you fed?

No.

And let me answer
your next question.

I'm not sleeping with anyone
but you right now.

Let me feed you.

Please.

Come with me.

Wrath. Okay.

Wait, wait.

Do you have any condoms?

No. Why?

Ever hear of safe sex?

Vampires are not susceptible
to human viruses,

and you're not fertile.

But how do you know that?

We'd both know if you are.

God.

What?

What?

To think of you
going through the needing...

to be the one you used.

But that will be some
other male's duty.

And privilege.

I wanna see your eyes.

You can be hard to read
with those glasses on. And...

right now, I wouldn't mind
knowing what you're thinking.

You're blind, aren't you?

Worried that I can't
take care of you now?

No.

I'd like to see your eyes.

Beautiful.

Useless.

Beautiful.

Have they always been like this?

I was born visually impaired.

My sight got worse
after my transition...

and will probably
degenerate even more...

as I age.

So you can see some things.

Yeah.

I know that I like your hair down.

And I know you are very beautiful.

Sight is seriously overrated.

Touch...

taste...

smell are just as important.

All I have to do is smell you.

Beth...

sweet heaven.

I wouldn't let Fritz change the
sheets on the bed after you left.

I wanted to smell you
when I lay down in them.

I've been too greedy with you.

I really haven't taken
you properly yet.

I'm not so sure about that.

More.

I want more.

And you'll get it.

Do you wanna know
what you taste like?

You taste like peaches.

And I love peaches.