Vampire Journals Page #4

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She was irresistible.

You're becoming reckless, Ash.

You're jeopardizing everything.

You bring your prey in

through the labyrinth,

not through the front

door of my nightclub.

You are not the master, Iris.

You are not my master, Ash.

You're my employer.

Apropos of which, did you

speak to Anton's attorney?

I arranged for Anton to

meet with him tonight.

Eavesdrop on their discussion.

I'll be upstairs later.

I'm frightened, Master.

The night is so vast.

Sharpen your

sentences to the prey.

Don't let the chaos

of life confuse you.

Listen, Cassandra.

Vivaldi.

[WHISTLING - ANTONIO

VIVALDI, "SPRING"]

Hello.

Feel my heartbeat.

Let me feel yours.

Feel our hearts together.

Ahh!

Cassandra, I applaud

your depravity.

But you cannot carry on like

this in a public thoroughfare.

ZACHARY NARRATING:

Sofia still lived.

I could sense her

despair through the walls

of his stronghold.

My fear was not that

Ash would kill her,

for that would've

been the kinder fate.

My fear was he would curse

her with eternal life,

and her destruction

would fall to me.

You are a stranger here.

I am master of this city.

At midnight tonight, walk

through my door in peace.

(WHISPERING) Make certain that

your people have everything

prepared as we planned.

Remember to put the package on

the plane behind the baggage

compartment.

Ash.

We are discussing

the arrangements

for our business venture.

Excellent.

Thank you for coming, Walter.

Always a pleasure, Ash.

I'll tell Iris to

extend every courtesy.

Dimitri, take your

friend downstairs.

And Alexander?

Hmm?

Remove your head

from the bar and put

on some evening clothes.

ZACHARY NARRATING: A

vampire with a mortal ally

is master of both night and day.

The woman, Iris,

was a danger to me

and to the safety

of my resting place.

Ash invited me.

You are welcome here.

This way, please.

ZACHARY NARRATING:

Before me were

the spawn of Ash

co-mingling with mortals.

To purge this den would

be a bloody nightmare.

You are a stranger to my city.

You have stood between

me and my prey.

What is your name?

Zachary.

You stalk me.

What is it you seek?

The girl, Sofia.

Sofia is mine.

Release her to me, and

I shall leave in peace.

You are no hero.

The scent of death betrays you.

You are the hunter, the

scourge of our bloodline!

Fear him not, Ash.

It is you who will

strike the mortal blow.

Do not humiliate yourself.

You are no match for me.

Sit.

This is the Blade of

Laertes, a vampire slayer.

These symbols endowed

with magical powers.

It was mine once.

It was stolen from

me 700 years ago.

I offer you the blade

for the life of Sofia.

I claim the blade and the

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