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them?” Darius hissed. “I'm not your lackey man!”
    “You dare speak to me in that tone Darius? Have you forgotten the times I saved
your ass? If it weren't for me, Thorne would have turned you to dust last week!”
Raphael spat.
    Darius clenched his jaws tightly together, looking through Raphael as though he
weren't standing before him. There just seemed to be no respect for a newly turned
vampire. Originally from California, the man had been the victim of a car-jacking
while traveling through New Orleans. Darius was thrown into the streets, left for
dead until Raphael found him and granted him the gift of immortality. Darius, or
Jeff McKeegan had very few family members left. After siring Jeff, Raphael named
him Darius. Within the next few evenings, Raphael showed Darius how to hunt and
kill without mercy. Raphael tracked down the perpetrators responsible for the car
jacking, coaxing Darius to take his revenge; reluctantly, Darius did. Everywhere
Raphael traveled, he left death and destruction in his wake.
    It was much later when Darius regretted his existence as a vampire. Somehow, death
seemed much more inviting than the sewers, clubs, and the bayous of New Orleans.
Death had to be more inviting than enduring the cruelty of a monster such as Raphael.
    “Raphael, why do we never adhere to the pact between you and Thorne? Don't you think
life would be easier, and the wolves wouldn't harass us so much?” Darius asked.
    “Are you questioning me Darius? I half-agreed to what Thorne wanted. He and his
damned brother, Storm nearly wiped out my best vampires! That's the only reason
why I turned your sorry ass when I found you half-dead.” Raphael hissed. “So far
your service to me has proved useless as tits on a bull!”
    Darius hissed, his eyes glowing a pale gold. Raphael swiftly turned, eyes glowing
hideously red. Grabbing the newly turned vamp around the neck, he slammed the man
against the sewer wall. Darius hissed as his spine cracked against the concrete.
In vain, Darius clawed at Raphael's hand, but the man held him fast. He was more
powerful, leaving Darius no match for him. Raphael was driven by rage, bloodlust,
and pure evil. There was no reckoning with him, and no mercy from him.
    “Give me one reason why I shouldn't rip your head from your pathetic body right
now!” Raphael growled, drawing blood from Darius' neck. Eventually, he let the man
go, but not before cracking his head against the wall, letting Darius know who the
boss was. “Next time, I'll dust you myself!” Raphael hissed.
    “I'm fucking sick and tired of living in sewers, bayous, and other fucking places
a werewolf would never hang out at! I want the girl, his mate!” Raphael spat. Two
other vampires from Raphael's clan joined the two men. “I want you all to search
hi and low for Thorne and his whore.” Raphael said.
    “Are you claiming her for your mate?” Danoir, a tall lanky vampire with short black
spiky hair asked. “She's a fine piece of ass.” He added.
    “No, I just want to fuck the shit of her before I drain her completely dry. You
see gentlemen, this whore is priceless. Her blood…hmm,” Raphael leaned his head
back in ecstasy at the thought of his canines driving deep into Melanie's throat.
“Her sweet blood will give me powers beyond imagination,” Raphael growled. “You
see Darius, while you were out and about, searching hi and low, as you put it. I
managed to discover some valuable information about the dancer.
    “What type of valuable information?” Danoir asked eagerly.
    “She isn't human,” Raphael purred. “I thought I sensed something about her in the
club. She was quite vulnerable to my power. If it weren't for Thorne, she'd be mine
now. Pity though, I would have had to put her down anyway after discovering her
heritage.
    Darius' fists clenched tightly together, but relaxed a little as another vampire,
Dane gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
    “What is she then?” Danoir asked.
    “She's a