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Chapter Two: Black as Night
Without a moment's pause Hank hurled himself towards the largest mass of vampires converging on them. As he flew through the air, his muscles popped and bulged beneath his hardening skin twisting over the new bone mass which was forming almost instantaneously.

As his own fangs extended Hank snarled ferociously, the sound ripping through the night air above the shrieking of he vampires. It had been a long time since he had cut loose and he had a lot of pent up anger to get rid of. Anger at the Timebroker, but since he wasn't around to beat up on these vampires would have to do.

Plunging headlong into the group of creatures Hank's huge mass scattered them like ninepins. With startling speed Hank's clawed hand shot out grabbing one of the vampires. "I did warn you." he hissed into the creature's ear before sinking his fangs deep into the neck of the vampire who had called the attack, almost gagging on the acrid taste. "Jeez! And I thought Scott's cooking was foul!." he thought, then concentrating on 'Toria. "Guess the time for talking is over. Let's give them hell." With a heft of his shoulders, Hank drew his head sharply backwards, ripping away the muscle and tissue he had clamped in his jaws.
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