Chapter 25: Chapter :25 Creed Vampires

The Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 25

Creed

Alfred - Loyal Sentient A.I. / Loving Grandson

Alfred decided to stop tending to his sub-minds and partitions as his internal clock dinged for seven o'clock in the morning. With a smile Alfred opened his eyes, his current body was a re-creation of a small child between the ages of seven and eight. He still had his trepidations of showing his father his current body because his father had planned to build him a body.

Yet, when his grandmother presented Alfred with the idea of creating a body to hang out with her in. Alfred couldn't turn down the opportunity, taking parts from Otto's prosthetics lines. Alfred retrofitted the arms and legs into perfect appendages. With his father's success in the recreation of the PYM particles, now soon to be rebranded the Vega particles. Alfred was able to shrink down an entire server farm to be housed as his brain. And with his single advanced battery housed in his chest, Alfred's body had access to an unlimited power source.

Getting out of his twin-sized bed, Alfred walked over to the closet to figure out what to wear. He wore his tiger onesie yesterday, so maybe he should wear his Winnie the pooh. With his mind made up, Alfred got dressed and then looked at himself over in the mirror. Alfred smiled at the sight of himself in the mirror. His robotic chassis was covered in the silicone synth skin that Gwen created to cover the prosthetics that DR. Octavius created. Alfred's skin of choice was a mocha brown to match his father and grandparents. With a nod, it was time to head for breakfast with grandma and his grandpa.

As he walked into the kitchen, Alfred picked up the plates that his grandma placed aside for him to set the table. "Did you have a good night sweetie?" Asked his Grandmother.

"Yes, I fought off some hackers and helped father track down some missing SHIELD agents," answered Alfred with some cheer to his tone. "Send me the information for that hacker. I think that person and I need to have a chat." Stated Alfred's grandmother as she placed down the coffee mugs.

"Who are you visiting hun?" Asked Alfred's granddad as he walked into the kitchen. Alfred noticed that the tie wasn't straight, so he decided to help. "Oooh, just some hacker not minding their own business." Stated his grandmother as she sat down at the table and took in the sight of her synthetic grandchild help her husband fix his tie. "Well it's going to be a slow day for me, so let me know if you would like some backup." Spoke Alfred's granddad as he sat at the table.

"Come, sit on grandma's lap and give me the rundown of what else happened last night."

Alfred perked up at that, pushing his sleeves up. Alfred waved his hands, bringing alive the holo-projectors set up around the kitchen. Alfred started to summarize how that he might have a fifth mother, then ended with the freedom four plaza explosion and how the plans to combine that facility into the Vega Industries could now move forward. "Wait: when did Benny boy get five women?" Grandpa asked Alfred,. "My father is exhibiting the same hormonal secretions around her as she does the others. This has led me to conclude that he would like to mate with this person. When she reciprocates the same hormonal release, it could only mean she is amenable to his advances," Replied Alfred with a shrug.

"Ohh boy, it would seem we will have to go over the birds, and the bee's with you. Maybe we should also touch on relationships." Stated his grandma as she rubbed her forehead.

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Gwen Stacy - Genius / Dancer /Bad Ass Girlfriend

It just didn't make sense to Gwen. No sense at all. She ran thousands of tests, thousands of permutations, millions of slices, and variations. And the serum still wouldn't work without some key. Every time she introduced the serum into a sample of her blood, the mutations would cause deviations leading to cellular degradation. Gwen was so frustrated she wanted to scream.

Everyone was getting power except Gwen, and this was frustrating her to no end. Not so long ago, Gwen had noticed the similarities between the OZ. Serum and the spiders that Ben had brought for her to study. The OZ. Serum was twenty-five percent something Ben had labeled the super-soldier serum but because Norman couldn't figure out the key he added in this own substitute which led to the mental degradation. With the OZ. Serum separated from the spiders Gwen was able to isolate how the radiation had improved the spider, but when she tried to recreate the same effect on human DNA, the cells just broke down. Nothing was working, and that was frustrating Gwen. The only upside out of the ordeal was able to recreate the spider formula even if it wasn't viable to inject.

Gwen was missing something, and the key was either locked in Peter's blood, Natasha's blood or that vita ray that Ben had mentioned once. Well, she had the DNA samples of the others, but they were locked somehow. Gwen understood Natasha's being locked because of the small bits she heard about Natasha's background. But Gwen had no clue why Peter's blood was unreadable under her microscope. Putting those thoughts aside, Gwen decided to figure out what this whole vita ray thing was. Gwen was going to get powers one way or the other.

Benjamin Blake -

I hear, then witness, Blade walk in like a total badass as he laid out these vampires, but I couldn't pay him too much attention. Right now, Mystique and I were surrounded, and we had no plans to go out like that. I made a turn right as Mystique ducked under my outstretched arm. We kept laying down fire for a solid three minutes before I decided to switch tactics.

With my two pistols reloaded I stashed them in my holster as I pulled out my custom AR-15 with the .50 Alaskan rounds in the double drums.

FOOSH! FOOSH! FOOSH! FOOSH!

With shots sounding like someone blowing in your ear, I was now dropping two to three vamps per shot. Mystique had stars in her eyes as she watched me mow down the opposition in our way. Then she did something that almost gave me a heart attack; Mystique went for the M32 grenade launcher. I was able to stop her in time. I could only shake my head and hand over my rifle so that she could enjoy herself. With the look she was giving me you would think we were on a date instead of standing in a death club filled with blood and guts everywhere. I pulled back out one of my P320's with my left then pulled out my Roman Gladius with my right.

With a swift swing, I removed a vampire's head from his body. This was a custom made blade with Silver, Lead, and Adamantium blended to create the alloy I used to cast the sword. With a tap on my left from Mystique, I covered her side as we changed positions. As we switched position, I blasted three more vamps in the face. I took a glance over to Blade and watched as he was gliding in between the vampires. As he passed, each vampire was falling from a bullet wound or a slash across the body, removing parts or heads. I had to ignore him so that I could focus on my troubles. This was probably just another Tuesday for him anyway. I caught the mad gleam in Mystique's eyes as one of the rounds she fired took four heads clean off their persons.

With a spartan kick, the female vampire that was sneaking up behind our backs was sent flying away. With a quick twist and a pop, Mystique placed a bullet in the vampire's chest shattering her in half. I then turned around to continue to shoot and slice our way to the exit. Although, it was striking me strange that vampires kept coming in and Blade was making his way towards us.

When we finally met up on the dance floor standing back to back that was when I felt it, something massive was approaching us. That was a clear sign if any why Blade of all people was leaving the area he came in from with haste. "Mystique, grenade launcher now. Daywalker what she is about to use is going to be nasty, so you might want to stay behind her." I told him while taking a step back as I fire forward, taking out one more vampire. I was starting to notice that these new ones felt different; also, the ears were a lot pointier and the teeth sharper. Great, we stumbled into some form of evolved vampire bullshit adventure.

KLUNK!

KLUNK!

With two shots, Mystique created something beautiful and nightmarish all at once. The first shot was to the left; then the follow-up shot was to the right. In vivid slow motion, I watched as one hundred and sixty-three vampires vaporized within the span of 1.5 seconds. Everything went silent at that display of overkill. I took a moment to look at Mystique as she vibrated with the M32 in her hands. "Maybe you should lead with that next time," Said the Daywalker as he pulled out his machine pistols to reload them, but before I could retort the door was under attack by something massive. Whatever that was chasing him was here now, but I doubt it was going to last long with the way Mystique was hugging the M32 grenade launcher.

BOOM

Before the door could be pounded down, Mystique fired off three more shots at the now fleeing vampires. To bad for them, she had perfect aim. Whoever that was on the other side of the door kept on pounding, but I paid it no attention. It was best I double tapped these corpses or to make sure nothing was trying to hide under a body.

BOOM

As I walked around performing a double-tap to be sure. Mystique was reloading, but then one pile of bodies did burst forth thinking they were going to get me. That was the dumbest move the vampire could have made because I was rocking a P320 and a sword combo right now. The vampire was dispatched with swift motions of the wrist.

BOOM

Mystique still had that gleam in her eyes, so she fired into another pile of corpses mulching the whole thing. "So, why are you here, Daywalker?" I asked the stoic man as he watched Mystique with a raised brow. "Following a trail," Blade replied after a moment of silence, which in turn made us frown and look at the door that was now silent from some huge monster knocking at it. Though before Mystique could say anything, and before I could take a closer look to confirm which Blade I was dealing with.

The door was busted open by a ten-foot-tall vampire, no I stand corrected it wasn't one ten-foot-tall vampire but a group of five. They each shared a pale, sickly glow to their skin; they all shared the same muscle-bound look. Hell, their muscles had muscles; they were also sporting an ugly purple veiny road map across their bodies.

All the vampires were one thing, but now we had to deal with five of these behemoths. Instantly my guns were backup firing with Blade doing the same thing. Nothing worked on any of these new vampires. I fired both clips to empty while I watched the rounds bounce harmlessly off their chest to fall on the ground. Blade and I cocked our eyebrows at that development. Then we had to step out of the way from a massive spray of blood. It would seem that Mystique had enough of enjoying our futile attempts of killing these things. With a few more hits, all of the new vampire's types were all mulched.

When I turned around, I found that she had a smile plastered on her face. Then with a quick wrist motion Mystique snapped out the side chamber to reload more rounds from the bandolier slung across her shoulder. I just shook my head as I turned back to examine the vampires.

There was something strange about this whole mess. These guys didn't turn into ash like the last set of vampires we killed. When they burst through the door like the kool-aid man; I did spot the fangs and that they were foaming blood at the mouth. I walked around the new vampire's bodies as I ran a scanner over them from my gauntlets. The scans came back negative but also that these bodies had several blood types mixed. With a shake of my head, I turned around to the man standing at the ready while eyeing us.

He stood roughly six feet, and a few inches give or take, and he also looked a lot like Wesley Snipes. A more buff version of Wesley Snipes, but I guess there would be some changes from his movie counterpart; that was okay though. "So, You're following the trail of something, and we are looking for our people," I said as I did a slow counter circle around him back to Mystique's side.

"Nothing survives a vampire den," Stated Blade as he also did a counter stroll to keep Mystique and me in his sights. "That might be true, but we need a body as proof or something to send back at least." Mystique replied from my side as she closed the chamber on the M32 grenade launcher.

"Also how about simple introductions, I heard they call you the Daywalker, but I doubt that's your code name. You can call me Red Hood or Red for short. And this lovely lady at my side is called Mystique or Enigma," I told the silent, but extremely deadly man.

"Blade," And with that, he turned around and walked back through the hole that the big guys came out from. I turned to look at Mystique as she looked at me then shrugged. Mystique was back to her flawless blue skin with her red hair flowing down her back.

She had on a pair of black combat boots with matching grey commando pants. I couldn't tell what type of shirt she had created, but I did know it had long sleeves. The combat flak jacket I brought for her as a precaution though was straining against her chest.

The current thought in my mind was her blasting away the vampires and how hot she looked. Before I knew it, one of my arms went around her waist as I pulled her in close. The kiss was electrifying, there was a raw lust between us, and it would need an outlet soon. When we broke the kiss, the look in her eyes was primal; I knew that look. And I was also sure I was returning that look. It was the unspoken look of a person ready to rip off the other clothes. This wasn't over between us, not by a long shot.

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Mystique - Enigma

Mystique watched as her young target walked off to follow behind the person calling himself Blade. It was becoming harder and harder for her to hold herself back with the raw power he was unconsciously bleeding off. She had felt him come alive beneath her on the couch, that hunger in his eyes spoke of far more than just lust. Even as she delivered herself to him, he was able to pull back at the last second.

Mystique knew that Benjamin was far more than just another Omega Meta-human with power. His ability versatility was far beyond anything she had ever witnessed in her long years. She could not figure it out for the life of her; but she was rapidly putting those thoughts aside because of one reason only. Mystique knew he was aware of the power signature he gave off, but she had discovered another facet of his powers; she was sure he as unaware of entirely. That kiss they shared gave her a boost to her shapeshifting; her cells felt power like she has never felt before.

Every time they kissed she was fed small portions of power, she knew that he was unaware of this fact because if he was. Mystique was confident that his little leg spreaders back at the company would be far stronger than they were currently. That Grey girl would be fine, but she was aware that he was also involved with that Blonde one that assisted with helping her Anna.

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Anna's unknowing assistance was a stroke of luck to be sure. They found a way to assist Anna in her daily life, and Mystique was able to work her way into his inner circle. As she walked at his back, Mystique toyed with thoughts and ideas on how to get him away from his little harem. She could already imagine the taste of his power and seed, all hers. She would not share such a find; maybe she should have to figure out a way to get him all to herself. Mystique concentrated on that thought; as she thought about her ability to transform into anyone he could ever desire. A slow smile rose to her lips as she began formulating a plan to remove those little girls from his view.

As she walked down the hallway following her young target and Blade, they heard a shuffle. They fell into silence as they slowly crept towards the door at the far end. With Blade first, he slowly opened the door.

CRASH!

Mystique watches the door shattered as Blade was pulled through by a hand, then within the same instance, something smashed through the wall taking her Benjamin away as it created another hole on the opposite wall. She did notice how Ben had jumped up firming at the monster within the moment the wall to his side was smashed open. That thing dared to take her eye candy away from her sight!?

Before she could rush forward to assist; her opponent came barreling towards her. To bad for the vampire, her Benjamin had given her such a lovely toy to play with.

THUMK!

The M32 Grenade launcher sounded as she fired center mass punch in the midsection out of the vampire. The only things left that fell to her feat was the head and legs that kept on moving. Ohh she loved the toys he provided, so she was going to reward him alright.

Mystique smiled to herself as she thought about the best way to milk him dry. He might like her signature hip twist; no one has ever survived once she has started to roll her hips with a twist. Mystique thought as she kicked the head aside, strolling down the hall. Once she arrived at the hole in the wall, her Benjamin flew through: when she arrived she was able to witness him shoving his gladius in through the vampire's ear and out the other as he shoved his arm and P320 down its throat unleashing what was left in his ammo clip.

Mystique hosted the M32 Grenade launcher up to sit on her shoulder as she placed the other hand on her hips as she watched. With her movements, it must have caught Benjamin's attention because his head snapped up to look at her. With the main faceplate of the helmet moving back on its own, Mystique was able to witness the gleam in his eyes. When she observed the savage grin on his face as he dispatched his enemies, the panties she created vanished for a split second as she got moist. This was the man that was single handedly helping their kind gain acknowledgment while dispatching all enemies in his wake, and she would have him. Mystique vowed to herself as she felt her juices flowing down her inner thigh.

With a smile, she allowed him to wrap his arms around her, then Mystique indulged herself with his kiss, as she drank from his deep well of power. With the sharing of saliva, Mystique felt her cells thrum with more and more power, wrapping her tongue around his; she moved his hands from her hip to her ass. Giving him something plump and tasteful to hold should inflame his desires for me, Mystique thought to herself silently.

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Benjamin Blake - Red Hood / Vampire Slayer / Enraged.

With one final check to make sure that my partner in crime Mystique was fine, I turned to follow behind Blade to explore the rest of this bloody forsaken vampire club. This shit would not be the death of me today. If I have to break my rules and go full out slinging my power around like the end is here; I would with no hesitation. I wanted to get an autograph from the man, but I was certain that it would be creepy. Fuck, it could be depressing sometimes being the only one aware of the monumental icons these people are.

While I was going through my own musing Mystique started to walk behind us to bring up the rear, but when I turned to ask her a question. The door that Blade was about to go through burst open with a massive hand reaching out and then pulling him inside. Fuck!, was screamed internally as I turned to make sure I protect my body. As soon as I pulled up my defenses, another one of those muscle-bound vampire monsters came bursting through the wall on my right. With a jump, I stood on the forearm of the damn thing firing my P320 into its face. Though I did remember the last time I fired at these things, the rounds didn't do shit. Since his skin was so tough, why not go for the eyes.

With that in mind, I plugged his eye hole shut with my handgun and fired away. That did something alright because its eye blossomed out with a spray of blood as it tossed me away. With a back roll, I was instantly back onto my feet. With delight, I witnessed the vampire thing grabs its face in pain.

With a quick swap, I holstered my right P320 and pulled out my sword in a reverse grip.

I was going to plant my sword in this fucker's head or die trying. I did notice the right side of the monster's ear was bleeding, which could only mean that was how the bullet was able to escape its skull. This fucker not only had a dense layer of skin, but the thing also had a dense skeletal structure. Taking a deep breath, I readied myself for a charge, but before I could, I noticed the monster trying to back away. What it didn't notice was that outside behind the thing was a spray of blood signaling Mystique finishing her little scuffle.

With that development, I charged the vampire behemoth with savage delight. My actions must have sparked something in the monster because he also lunged himself at me. To bad for the thing, I always cheat in a fight. Accelerating my mental faculties, I dodged under its first swing while bringing up my left P320 to jam the barrel into its open mouth. As I started to empty the clip into its mouth at high speeds, I brought around the sword to slam it into the right eardrum. The monster tried to howl in pain, but I was having none of that screaming shit in my face today. With a vicious knee, I slammed its mouth shut, cracking teeth to form a hole around the pistol, while I pressed the sword to get it in deeper into its skull, past the ear canal.

Since I was holding the sword in a reverse grip, I had more leverage if I placed my body on the other side and sank the sword in. That though would stick me also because it would go clean through once the obstruction was gone. Since the thing ate one knee from the right leg, it was best to make things fair and let it eat the left against the side of its temple. With that final slam from my knee, my sword went clean through. I looked down at my kill; I had just won against some pretty stacked odds. It was only to bad; it was so dumb. Then motion drew my attention, only to find Mystique standing there with the m32 grenade launcher on her shoulder looking hot as hell.

The feeling I had couldn't be expressed with simple words; I had more power than anyone could ever imagine. I just won a death match with a super juiced up vampire, and now I had a beautiful woman enjoying the blood sport of it all. I felt like Conan the Barbarian, 'crush all enemies before me, and conquer their women!'

Before I even realized it, Mystique was in my arms, and we were sharing one electric kiss. Tongues entwined as I pulled her closer, but all things had to come to an end. Pulling back, I had to remove my hands from that glorious ass of hers. "Let's go find our wayward vampire slayer and Fury's lost flock," I said while taking a step back to make sure that all my weapons were reloaded and that I had ammo ready. "Then lead the way hot stuff," Mystique replied with a saucy wink as she checked her weapons over. I walked out with sure steps after checking the hallway. Everything was silent, and I wasn't sure if I even wanted to go there and witness the corpse of another iconic character from my childhood.

This shit was real, and the whole none plot armor was starting to fray at my nerves, but my thought process was interrupted when Mystique placed her hand on my back. This wasn't the time to punk out now. After taking a deep breath, it was time to proceed. I walked through and found Blade sitting there on the corpse of the mutated vampire. Blade's sword was sticking out of its head.

I faked like everything was good, but I had to release a sigh internally. With a nod to us, Blade made his way to what could only be described as a meat fridge. It was huge blocky and ugly green, with flaking paint chips on the corners. I stopped to take a look around because if that was a meat fridge and I knew that instinctively then where the fuck were we. As I turned to look around I could only describe everything as something out of a slaughterhouse, and I almost facepalmed at that because this was a vampire den. So, DUH! It WAS a damn slaughterhouse. Although, I felt that something was off; human body parts were hanging from meat hooks hanging over vats of blood. The floor felt crunchy under my steps, and when I looked down, I noticed crushed bones.

With a frown I proceed to look around but made sure I stayed well within line of sight. Mystique did call me towards something over on the left side to one of the vats of blood. When I got there my frown only deepened because there was the human female head of the lost agent for whom we were sent to look. The only saving grace was her eyes were closed.

I took the head and shrunk it down for travel since there was no way I was going to walk around with a female's head that was in her early twenties with raven black hair flowing along my side like some cape. With some more searching, we located the switch for the meat fridge door by just slicing it open with my sword because I was tired of being in this shit place.

"What material is that gladius made out of," Blade asked me as he eyed the sword in my hand. "One of the strongest on the planet," I replied with a shrug at the man. Mystique just grinned at my side as she pointed the grenade launcher down the hole. With his silent acceptance Blade walked down the creepy concrete staircase first. I did wonder if he could also see in the dark but watching him breeze down the stairs like it was nothing confirmed my suspicion of because the man still had his shades on.

Mystique gave me a nod as she went before me this time, and I became tail end charlie. With my HUD active since the beginning of this whole mess It hasn't picked up anything, but now that was different. I was picking up faint sounds from down below moaning and whimpering.

Blade made it first down the stairs, but it didn't surprise me when he started to light them up with rapid-fire. Mystique was next, but she only shook her head at the site of what was transpiring within the room. Then it was my turn, and I had to pause, I could only describe the room as a sex dungeon. The walls had X shaped body harnesses with people strapped in hole punctures on their bodies, I could only guess they weren't here for the sex only but also the feedings. There were triangle horses, and they also had multiple beds. The ceiling swing set is where I found the husband of the missing agent, and it wasn't pretty at all. A one Mr. Micheal Menova had vampire bites all over his body, with closer inspection; a few bite marks were in some very shudder-inducing places. His face was drained of color from the blood loss. It was pretty certain that he would either turn or die soon.

I felt nothing for the man. I wondered if that was because I was already expecting him dead. Without a word, I placed a bullet between his brows. With all the information collected, it was time for me to leave, but before I could go anywhere, Blade pulled a casket from under one of the floorboards. The look and feel I received from that thing gave me the chills.

The casket was three by three feet with glowing blue skeletons all over the top. On the bottom was bone and these didn't look like fake bones made out of wood. These bones looked aged and cracked, also with a touch some of the calcium powdered and flaked away.

Mystique instantly took a step back once she laid eyes on the thing, but I was far more worried because I might already knew what it was. And I was not going to be a happy camper if this was what I thought it might be. This was pure bullshit and I wanted a re roll on my luck stat in this life.

Blade placed the casket on the ground and then dusted the words on the top off. "Blade, what's your goal with that thing?" I asked the man as I brought my guns forwards. This shit was not going to happen here with me present.

"You're drawing weapons on me now?" Asked Blade as he shifted himself to a better angle, but he stopped once Mystique pointed the barrel of her M32 at him. "It's the clue to Vargus and why the Creed is back. This contains the map to his location, but it also explains who Vargus is." Blade stated as he kicked open the casket from his standing position.

Once he did that glowing blue skulls floated out. The energy coming off of them felt like a living thing, like a soul or spirit. I was fucking pissed, but shit was about to get heavy fast and I was taking the place of the man that should be here going through this shit alongside Blade. I fired rounds aimed at Blades kneecaps for that bitch ass move he just did, but he was already moving so only one shot glanced off his hip.

With me firing at Blade Mystique started to dump rounds in his direction also, lucky for him Blade had enhanced agility beyond any average human. I had to lower her M32 before she began to swap to the explosive rounds. With Blade pinned down, I could only face-palm at this situation.

"How long has the Creed returned to these lands?" I asked while going to pull out the scroll at the bottom of the casket. "Ohh so we are on talking terms again?" Blade asked with dry humor in his tone. "You kicked open the fucking casket," I snarled at the man.

"Well, you have just released doom on us all; that is what you did Daywalker. The casket clearly states the guardian shall rise to defend and right now, from its point of view, we are the usurpers!" Stated Mystique as she hefted the launcher like she was considering just blasting him to hell.

"It has the map to where I need to find his crypt, so it had to be opened." Stated Blade as he swiftly hopped up with his guns out.

"Put your guns away we have bigger fish to fry than our beef," I told the man as I waved him off. I turned to Mystique because she was the only person I knew that could read ancient Cyrillic besides the Ancient one. "Mystique do you mind telling us the location and what's up with this symbol." I was pretty certain I knew that the symbol was for the Creed, but I wasn't too sure about the location. Hell, I was hoping that soul either wasn't the guardian or was the guardian of some other place and flew far far away.

"It speaks of the lowest mountain and the champion called Vargus the Messiah of the Creed. He is the vampire above all others. One born from the power within." Mystique stated as she started to rip up the map. From my position, I noticed Blade twitched, but I already had my guns up trained on the man. "We are in a truce, so we are going to kill this super meta vampire fuck together," I told the man as I holstered my runs. "How do you know that it's a mutant vampire?" Blade asked me as he raised an eyebrow at me.

"The power within can only be a Meta-human; there is nothing else back that far that could explain something like that. So a person born with their power from within is now a big vampire boss, let's go kill 'em." I told him as I brought up my holo map for Mystique to place the coordinates for our heading. We were about to head off into the mountains of Russia, and I had to kill a fucking super juiced up clone of a man I respected.

I knew who it was because I had read the comics before I died. This was going to be one tough-ass fight. The only saving grace was that this vampire knock off doesn't have his metal skeleton to save his ass today.

It's always a fucking clone when it comes to that man.

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