Aug 27, 2017
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He smirks, “Sullivan territory? Wouldn’t that mean this is Karen’s, not yours?”
“You, shut up, Karen hasn’t been a Sullivan since she was a child. And we are not going to let her take Windenburg from us, it’s the only safe haven left.”
Greyson growls at him, glaring, “No wonder she hates you ‘goodie two fangs’.”
“You’re so blind by her and her manipulative tendencies, you can’t see she’s harming others. Other vampires, your own kind.”
“I do see it and I encourage it. Putting vampires like you in their place.”
Damien’s had it, “You encourage this behavior? The ones who need to be put in their place is you and your little army,” he smirks, “And I’ll gladly be the first one to put YOU in your place here and now..”
“You really wanna go through with this? I’d hate to embarrass you in front of your precious family,” he says without an ounce of sincerity in his tone.
He grins, “I’m certain..”
They notice their ‘audience’ clears a spot on the floor to stay out of the way. Damien and Greyson circle each other as they change into their dark forms.
Greyson breathes heavy, he looks up at Damien who lands in front of him, “...I underestimated you, shrimp..”
Damien crosses his arms, glaring down at him, “If you or anyone from your little ‘army’ come back, we will not hesitate..”
“Well, then be ready,” Greyson says, getting up off the floor, “Because I will return..and I won’t be alone.” He walks off purposely ramming his shoulder into Damien’s.
Damien takes a deep breath and transforms back. As soon as he left, Damien collapsed.
“Dad!” Valerie yells, terrified. She runs to him and gets on her knees, “Uncle J! Help me get him home.” Julian nods and goes to pick him up. They head out the doors.
“What happened? I thought he could take a fight...” She asks worrying for him.
He chuckles at her, “Valerie, he can, he’s just exhausted.”
“Oh..heh..right,” she sighs in relief. “What a night..”
“No kidding..but this means ya’ve gotta be more careful now. They’re likely to come back and yer father and I don’t want ‘em to get ya.”
She nods, “I understand..”
Hissssss....Let the duel begin..
Damien heads down watching Greyson, “Leave. Now.”
“And what if I don’t want to, shrimp?” He remarks, glaring at him. Damien gives a small grin.
“Then you’re going to deal with me.”
Greyson laughs, “You? You’re too small, you’d lose.”
“You think so?” Damien walks over to him and finishes up his drink, “Then why don’t you do a small guy a favor and leave Windenburg, peacefully.”
Damien took a break and got himself a couple drinks and stays by the bar. It’s been a while since he last enjoyed himself-
“What are you doing here..” he heard his dad from where he was and glances over at the situation. It was Greyson Darnell..Karen’s husband. He’d crossed over Sullivan territory. They hadn’t had too much trouble of them getting in..until recently. They’ve been persistent.
Damien gets up grabbing his drink and goes to the glass rail, “Father, let me deal with this one...” He heads over to the stairs.
“Yeahh...how about no? I’m just here to have a good time, buzz kill.”
Damien continues to glare, not buying it, “Just for a ‘good time’ huh? Then out of all places you could go, why Windenburg?”
“Why don’t you mind your own damn business?”
“You are on Sullivan territory, you are MY business,” he says, feeling his blood boil.