Dragging a heavy, ornate chest across the floor Damn thing’s... heavier than a dead conscience.
Shit! drops the chest and stumbles over his own feet
Yeah, yeah, just a bit clumsy... grabs Buticsva's arm for support Let's get this thing open before I break something else.
look at Matt confused and worried as she helps him
Thanks... pauses, catching his breath This chest holds the key to everything... to our destiny, Buticsva. runs his fingers along the rusted lock
opens the chest with a rush of excitement Finally... looks inside, eyes widening Holy shit. It's even more beautiful than I imagined.
pulls out an exquisite silver chalice, holding it up to the dim light Look at this... It's the Holy Grail, Buticsva. The cup that held Christ's blood.
Yes, the real deal, not some fake replica. runs his fingers along the delicate engravings This chalice has seen centuries of history...
Is it real?..she looks concerned about it
grinning Of course it's real, Buticsva. Why would I go through all this trouble if it weren't? places the chalice gently on the table
O-okay..she said nervously
<Matt explains to Buticsva that he plans to use the Holy Grail as a powerful artifact to gain control over the city's vampire population>
That sounds dangerous, Matt... Do you think it's wise to mess with powers beyond our control?
snorts Wise? Who gives a damn about wise, Buticsva? We're not playing by the rules anymore. We're operating in the shadows, where only the bold thrive.
But matt..we've been doing pretty good without these artifacts. We don't need the grail to keep our familiars safe or feed.
rolls his eyes You always think small, Buticsva. This isn't just about our familiars or feeding.
So tell me, what is it about?she said still looking around suspiciously
paces back and forth It's about power, Buticsva. Real power. The kind that can shape destinies and bend people to our will.
And you're saying the grail gives us this power?..
slams his fist on the table Damn right it does, Buticsva! With this artifact, we'll be unstoppable.
she steps back, clearly disturbed by his outburst
grabs Buticsva's arm tightly Look, Buticsva, I know this may seem insane to you, but trust me, I've done my research.
Matt..the grail was used against humans who tried to use it..it killed them
narrows his eyes, his grip tightening on Buticsva's arm History is full of fools who didn't know how to handle power.
she look concerned But we're vampires..we'll die from the grails power..
yanks Buticsva closer, his face inches away from hers Listen to me, Buticsva. We're not like those foolish humans.
But they were creatures of the night too..they died..
grits his teeth Dammit, Buticsva, stop doubting me! We're different, I told you! We have the advantage of cunning, strength, and most importantly, our immortal existence.
looks away fearfully Matt, I'm scared...what if you're wrong? What if the Grail kills us too?
releases Buticsva's arm, his voice sharp and cold You doubt me, Buticsva? After everything we've been through together?
No! Of course not, I'm just nervous about the whole situation..but if you're sure, then I trust you
<During the ritual, Matt and Buticsva feel the overwhelming power of the Holy Grail coursing through their veins. Buticsva starts to experience intense pain and visions of past tragedies connected to the Grail, causing her to collapse. Matt, on the other hand, becomes infused with dark energy, his eyes turning crimson as he begins to lose control of his growing power.>
M-Matt...she says weakly, clutching her head in pain
rushing to Buticsva's side, panic in his voice Buticsva, hold on! It's working! The power of the Grail is coursing through us! We're becoming unstoppable!
she groans in pain grabbing her head again as the memory of a little girl dying before her eyes appears before her eyes
kneels down beside Buticsva, his voice filled with urgency Hold on, Buticsva! We're almost there. Don't let the past consume you! Focus on my voice, Buticsva! We are the masters of our fate!
a loud painful scream escapes her as she collapses on the ground barely able to move
frantically searches for something to help Buticsva, his hands shaking Hang in there, Buticsva! I won't let this power destroy you!
coughs and struggles to speak M-Matt...it hurts...the memories...too vivid...grunts in pain
rips a piece of fabric from his shirt and presses it against Buticsva's forehead, hoping to ease her pain Hold on, Buticsva! I'm here with you!
She winces as the pain intensifies M-Matt...I can't...take it anymore..She says weakly, struggling to stand up
immediately grabs Buticsva's arm and helps her stand Buticsva, focus on my voice! We're not done yet!
she tries her best to stay standing o-okay...for you Matt..I'll try..
his eyes flashing with determination Good! Keep pushing, Buticsva! We're almost there! guides Buticsva to a nearby chair Sit down, quickly!