The Bleeding

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THE BLEEDING:

Stay with me.

Lina. Lina.

Monsters.

They killed her.

They killed her right

in front of me.

There's nothing you can

done to save your friend.

Nothing.

What is your name?

I want to know your name.

Black. Shawn Black.

Sh*t.

Would do they close?

-Not close enough.

No matter what happens,

keep this way move.

3 DAYS EARLIER

This war start along

before I was around

and it will continue

long after I gone.

This is good and evil sh*t,

straight out of the Bible.

It began when the good

angels kick the bad angels

out from heaven,

sent them down to Earth

where they would wedge

war against men kind

to until the end of time.

This enemy is prisanov

fight in many forms

of the righteousness.

I was about to become part

of upside down civilization.

A place I was invited

in to where my parents

coolly murder it by this

ruthless enemy.

I was kept alive

and for what reason

I do not know.

I had a brother who was

killed where we both

fort in Afghanistan.

He was murdered

and his body disappeared.

Before he left this

cruel world he mnages

somehow sent

me a forwarn.

It was a name and an address.

That would be the

beginning I pursuit

a whom I was to become.

Come down, mister Black.

You are in the hospital.

What hospital?

-Revere Memorial.

You been brought in late last

night. You have to relax.

Where are my clothes?

You scaring me.

-Where are my clothes?

In the closet.

Police were here.

Want to talk with you.

They will be back.

-Get up!

In what condition

you'll be?

Losing your entire family,

takes a hell of the

trunk out of here.

I was on my own now

and it was time to man up.

I had a start all over again.

My dad and I loved cars.

The collecting

them was a passion.

My poor mother,

she never understood it.

That's, ej,

that's mothers.

What you gonna do?

She was Irish and my father was Italian.

With that combination,

I didn't know which to do first,

get revenge or get drunk.

I needed to do both.

Relax, Black.

You know, I'm really

sorry about your folks.

Your daddy was a good man.

Your mom too.

You know,

I went to high

school with her.

Lena.

Look at that car.

That some car.

What do you think of that car,

detective Williams?

What I think,

I gonna not asking again.

We had it yesterday.

-Yes, we did, boy.

But hey, I can always be

babelian and tease. Can I?

See you in the car.

That's my father's car.

He waited a long

time for it.

Everybody get

chance to drive it.

That's a shame.

I think we do

in listead thow.

I mean, no.

Your daddy work in a**hole

full time in Afghanistan.

I mean, your brother ornabem

my obey, that was though.

I rather both of you

gone like that thow.

He gonna just love to.

Count his days.

Just count the days.

You know, this is an official

way to do things, Black.

And then is a good old way.

As long as a good citizens rive

near on, you wont get hurt.

And that little nurse,

she's one of good ones.

Message heard.

-Good. Because I think,

that there some things, Black,

we never talk about it, you know.

But those things,

they can kill you.

Cops.

They might be necessary,

but trusted that clown,

the balace for is you

can throw me.

I always believe if you

need something done,

you just gotta take

care of it yourself,

Otherwise, it always

turns out the same,

too many chiefs,

not enough Indians.

I still had no clue what

happened to my brother

where were in battle.

And that was

very unsettling.

The Liny sent me and the

lighter which was used

to desimete

my parent's bodies

was where I have to go on.

How do you know this Tagg

character is a hustle

or a friendly?

But I was going in

heavy to find out.

Can I help you, sir?

-Is Tagg around?

Tagg? Tagg who?

What kind of name is that?

Is Tagg around?

Are you f*** with me, boy?

I said that nobody

is here named Tagg.

If I would you,

I get my f***ing ass

out of here right now.

Are you kidding me?

What you gonna

do with this?

You are f*** now, boy.

Kavna, f***er.

Kick him again.

That's it.

Hit him. Hit him.

Hit him.

Kick him.

Hit him. Hit him.

Hit him.

Enough!

Slayer.

I smell a slayer, Tagg.

Is this the evil magic

you been up to?

Kill that b*tch.

Shoot that, b*tch.

What the hell is

going on?

We haven't much time.

Get me out of this thing.

Shot gun.

Shot gun!

F***ing things are

worse than termites.

Who are you?

-Tagg.

Came in a nickel time.

Don't worry

about those guys.

That crazy b*tch,

that's my old lady.

I try to worn her.

She want to know too much.

She want to know everything.

She want to find out.

I guess she found out.

Man, is a whole world of people

even don't know they exist.

Thinks, that can't

be explained.

Like this?

Exactly.

What was that

thing down there?

A vampire.

Most people think

the vampire is like

Brad Pitt and Tom Cruse

around in tights.

Clue is not the case.

Things are parasites.

They hunt along,

think a hug people

by themselves.

Homeless people,

wonderers.

People on a wrong place

at the wrong time.

But every 120 years

a king is born.

Hatch from the soul

of damn warrior,

killed in the battle.

The beast

rises to live known

we as a vampires.

That was chance to fail.

The army soul intention

is consume and

destroy mankind.

They ain't call the black

plaque for nothing.

This king,

his name is Cain.

He's out of Afghanistan.

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