"No, it's not FINE! This isn't fine! A-oowh! Ssshhhhhit." He tried to heave himself up but a ripple of pain shot through his back and sent him back to one knee.

What's-His-Face had jabbed a few important muscles in his sides as well. Good grief who is teaching these people how to stab a man? It's something when a vampire knows more about how to stab somebody right and proper than a vampire hunter.

Maurice looked her up and down again taking in her claws, her scraggly little tail, those feet that could stomp a man's head in. What was she? Who did this to her? Oh, God. Oh, God what if it was BLOODSPUR? That wouldn't explain why she seemed to be slightly on fire though...

"What happened, Heather?"