Dale sat in the hotel room, trying to get his head around the fact that he was now a vampire. He looked up at Candy, who was pacing the room deep in thought.

“Tell me, Candy; why did you decide not to kill me?” Candy stopped pacing and turned to him.

“There are two reasons. The first is because of me. On Earth, I’m considered a monster, so how can I judge you? However, it was the second reason that stopped me. You can still hold the sword and use the ability to become ...