Vampire in Brooklyn Page #2

l already had ltalian.

You're going to make me think

you don't like me.

Wouldn't want to do that,

now, would we?

l got nothing but love for you, baby.

Hey, what the f*** are you doing?

Welcome to the party, Julius.

- Oh, sh*t!

- lt hurts, doesn't it?

Pain is an underrated experience

but it happens to be my speciality

and like it or not,

you belong to me now.

H-hey, bro, why you do that?

lt feels kinda...kinda right.

Because l need your eyes in the day

and your services at night.

But first l need my coffin. Come!

Wait! Where you going?

What's up?

You ain't gonna be sucking my neck?

Why? You're my ghoul now.

l need you to help me find a woman.

A woman? You came to the right spot.

Brooklyn's full of hos.

l'm not interested in your hos.

l'm looking for a special woman,

one of my kind,

the only one like her in the world.

As l've come to her, she'll soon

come to me like a moth to a flame.

So you're checking for

a vampster b*tch?

Half vampire

and she's ignorant of it.

The other half sleepwalks

in humanity

but l can cure that if

l find her before the next full moon.

- Here?

- Yes, here. Somewhere in Brooklyn.

This night shift is kicking my ass.

How come you never get tired?

l've always been

more of a night person myself.

This is a good one, listen up now.

''Your faith will be tested

as a loved one dances with death.

''Beware the dark stranger

''and when all's lost,

look to your soul for the answers.''

- l wouldn't wanna be you this week.

- This is your horoscope, not mine.

That's my horoscope? Oh, sh*t.

We have no information

on the cause of death

but all bodies so far

seem drained of blood.

- What the hell is this, Captain?

- Love Boat came in a few hours ago.

There was 18 that we know of.

Whole gang's DOA.

Aw, jeez. Ship's log?

Sort of - half rotten

and it's in a strange language.

Sent it to NYU

to see if they could figure it out.

- Witnesses?

- Night watchman, Silas Green.

Let him tell you

what he thinks he saw.

All right.

- Hey, Rita.

- Hey.

- How's your new partner holding up?

- She's cool, she just needs time.

She's had three months already.

l know her mother just died in

a nuthouse but she's got a job to do.

She's a good cop.

She'll surprise you.

That's what l'm afraid of.

- l got it.

- Kinda narrow here.

- Watch your step, lady.

- Excuse me.

My back is killing me.

How many more we got?

- Careful there.

- Give me your light.

You need a cast-iron stomach.

So you say you saw a...a what?

lt was a wolf, goddammit!

Big, black-ass wolf!

Motherf***er jumped off the boat,

ran over there

and the son of a b*tch turned into

a man! Did the flip-flop sh*t on me!

Just like a whore l knew

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