As Snod pulled on a black tactical vest and began to strap in stakes, he was reminded of when he and
Frankie had first met. He had been wearing a vest almost exactly like this. It seemed like a lifetime
ago when he had first been sent to hunt him, and he was amazed at how much had changed between
them.
They were lovers now, and Snod could not imagine spending a moment of his life without him.
Frankie had shown him a beautiful new world, and he was determined to live in it with him by his
side. He would save him.
Or die trying.
Ephraim and Snod were armed to the teeth as they would be for any hunt. Ephraim passed around
charms to keep them from being manipulated by any vampiric powers. The majority of the darts were
divided between him and Snod for their tranquilizer guns, offering a few over to Rees to whom Snod
gave a tranquilizer rifle.
“What the fuck is this thing for? Hunting elephants?” Rees snorted at the large gun.
“Today it’s for hunting vampires from a safe distance,” Snod said with a smirk.
“Don’t suppose you guys have another one of those?” Lorenzo asked sheepishly.
“No,” Ephraim and Snod replied in unison.
“Right,” Lorenzo sighed, adjusting the holster at his hip that Ephraim had given him. He was clearly
not comfortable with the gun, but he seemed determined to try. “I was hoping the distance was, you
know, optional.”
“Most hunting is done at very close range,” Snod explained.
“Figured with the whole staking them through the heart thing,” Lorenzo said, holding out a few
unusual-looking syringes. “I also cooked these up. They’re epi-pens, but instead of epinephrine? Oh,
yeah. They’re packed full of DD.”
Ephraim and Snod accepted them, Snod sliding them in his pants pocket.
“Your skills would have been greatly appreciated in the Order,” Ephraim noted as he tucked his
away.
“Sorry, dude,” Lorenzo laughed. “Way too into free will and really gay premarital sex.”
Snod glared.
“Not with Athaliah!” Lorenzo sputtered quickly. “No! Not with him. Nope. I never want to have sex
with your brother. Not like ever. He’s just, no, he’s sooo not my type. Not attracted to him at all, no
