Setting
The Major looked out over the ruins he and his were staying in. The only reason they had even stopped was the casualties they had sustained. He was forced to carefully choose more humans to turn, that alone was a multi day process. The fact that he had to stay anywhere for more than a couple of days.
" Sir," James said appearing about nine feet behind his sire. " They're starting to wake up, and there is one I think you'll want to see."
His empty, almost pitch black eyes looked his comrade, " Gifted or amusin'?" he asked flicking his cigarette off the edge of the tower.
" Neither, both. You'll just have to see her." James flitted out of the room and lead The Major to the basement that a blonde girl was making the last transformation into being a member of the undead.
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