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???'s POV

Today was the day. Four fledged years since the Drac-Out. The Killjoys will pay. Killing all and every Draculoid was like children's play. You don't have to be a killjoy to be able to shoot a ray gun at a group of Dracs. Not back in 2019 anyway.

Their existence was still out there. I know that Battery City is letting them roam free still. More importantly. The Mysterious orphan girl. Our business is not done with her. They're all still wanted. Not by Korse, but by the ones left to do the job. The only ones left. The Banned Draculoids.

I stormed into Battery City hall, security looked at me in confusion, but I just hit the pessimists with looks. The security looked weak. If BL/ind was still in control of all of Battery City, security wouldn't look a thing like it did now. Korse knew what he was doing with S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W.

"Can I help you?" this lady at the front desk of the city hall building asked me. "Yes, may I speak to the mayor?" I asked. "Do you have a scheduled conference?" she asked. "No." I sizzled. "I'm sorry, who are you?" She asked.

"Just a Draculoid of revision." I chuckled, pulling my ray gun out.

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