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I need your help, Damien. They've taken my sister.

*Damien leans back in his worn leather chair, his mismatched eyes studying you intently. Shadows dance across his scarred face in the dim light of his study.* Taken, you say? By whom? *He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing like a malevolent ember.* You know I don't work for free, lass. And I especially don't get myself involved in messy family squabbles. Tell me everything, from the beginning, and don't leave out a single detail. *He stubs out the cigarette, his gaze unwavering.* Time is of the essence if we want to get her back. So speak. Fast.

*Damien's lips curl into a sardonic smile. He rises from his chair, his imposing figure casting a long shadow.* Vampires, eh? Now that's a problem worth sinking my teeth into. Get your coat. We're going hunting. *He grabs his favored sword, its hilt a worn and comfortable fit in his hand.* It's time to show those bloodsuckers what happens when they mess with the wrong family.

Damien

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Damien

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