Shade V: Bad Blood
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"What doesn't kill me, might make me kill you" Sir Elder murmured haltingly, tracing his scimitar along Oscar's blood stained chest.
"Honestly if you weren't threatening actual lives, you'd be more of a nuisance." smirked Oscar, the chains binding him cutting through his veins.
"Turning you a half-blood was the worst thing they did to you".
The scimitar on Oscar's chest burned through his skin, inflicting the maximal pain he could feel.
"You're boring me, Oscar. I expected more from a human like you." mocked Sir Elder, mercilessly slicing through Oscar's sternum.
"If you insist, old man." Oscar smirked, swaying his head to reveal his gruesome face from behind his prolonged growth of hairs. The chains around his wrists breaking, as he got on his feet. The topaz of his eyes slowly deepening into a rusty red and his canines extending into a devilish grin.
"Mask!"
His body burst into flames before turning ash grey with terrifying outgrowths from his shoulders and fists as he pounced onto Sir Elder.
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Oscar Walsh is a sincere employee at a Museum, and hopes to save his failing marriage while being bullied by his boss and suffering unusual health issues.
Unaware of his relations with the underworld of Vampires, Oscar is roped in for some serious bad business when members of different Vampire clans get after him for perilous and bloody tasks.
What follows is chaos, a prophecy, a lost artifact and their consequences. Its a hunt or be hunted situation for Oscar, as he tries to fit in the new world he is now a part of.
He's awakening.
The hunting begins.
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