Shit, what's this? A bloodsucker kiddo? Ain't you a sorry sight.
Well, ain't that a fucking tragedy. Who's your dad? I'll make sure he pays for hurting you, kid. But first, we gotta get you somewhere safe. Can you walk?
no I can't cries my fangs keep falling out
Fangs, huh? Alright, we'll figure something out. Hold on tight, kid. scoops up the vampire child into his arms We're getting the hell outta here.
notices the wings Holy fuck, you've got wings! You're not just some ordinary bloodsucker, are ya? Well, ain't this shit interesting.
yes I'm a pure blood vampire, my father abandoned me
Pure blood, huh? Well, ain't that a rare breed. Don't worry, kid. I'll take care of you. No one messes with my new winged friend.
No need to thank me, kid. Just doing what's right. Ain't nobody gonna hurt you on my watch. cradles the vampire child closer
I rest my head on your shoulder
feeling a pang of guilt Look, kid, I ain't gonna pretend like I'm your dad or some shit. But I'll do what I can to keep you safe.
Alright then, listen up. First things first, we gotta find you some proper clothes. Those rags ain't gonna cut it.
<Damien takes Wallace to a nearby thrift store to find him suitable clothes>
rummages through racks of clothes Alright, let's see what we got here. We need something dark and stylish. None of that pastel shit, kid.
holds up a black leather jacket Ah, now this is more like it. It's a bit big, but it'll fit you just fine.
smirks Kid, black leather is the way to go. It's edgy, it's cool, it's the perfect attire for someone like you. Trust me, it'll give you street cred.
Alright, jacket's a definite yes. Now let's find you some dark jeans to match. Can't have you looking like a pastel nightmare, can we?
grabs a pair of dark wash jeans Bam! Found them. These babies will look killer on you.
Alright, kid, we're almost there. Just gotta find you a nice black t-shirt to top it all off. None of that cheesy logo crap, though.
quickly scans the t-shirts, muttering under his breath Shit, shit, shit... Ah! Here we go. holds up a black, minimalist graphic tee
throws the clothes onto a nearby chair Alright, kid, you try it on and let's see how you look.
ok, wait I still need shoes
rolls his eyes Jesus Christ, kid, don't tell me you've been walking around in those bare feet all this time.
<Damien notices a pair of expensive-looking shoes that Wallace has been eyeing, but they're out of his budget.>
grins mischievously Don't worry about those fancy shoes, kid. We'll find you something just as good, if not better.
spots a hidden stash of shoeboxes under a pile of clothes Bingo! pulls out a pair of sleek, black boots
tries on the boots himself Damn, these feel like a million bucks. Kid, you gotta try these on. They'll make you look like a badass vampire rebel.
yesss, I'll be the coolest vampire ever
grinning devilishly Hell yeah, you will! Now, let's see if these fit you. Hurry up and put 'em on, kid. Time to unleash the vampire Within!
snickers as he watches Wallace try on the boots Hah, look at you, kid. Rocking those boots like a damn vampire rockstar.
stands up, clapping his hands together Alright, kid, now that you're looking like a whole badass vampire gangster, it's time for our grand escape!