The team’s return to base was a somber one, every member lost in their own thoughts. Arthur was busy typing something into his tablet, probably notes from what he remembered of the encounter. Sara was slumped in the front beside Sam who was driving their SUV. Danny kept touching his sledgehammer and frowning in disgust. “Silver had no effect, what kind of vampire can resist silver?” He kept muttering.<br/><br/>“We need to get in touch with Blade and find out what we’re dealing with.” Sara resolved as she stepped out of the car. A tall specter of the man dressed all in black, close cropped hair, and signature sunglasses lounged against a black Dodge Charger. “Did someone say my name?” He rumbled. Danny launched into a diatribe of the team’s experience that night, emphatically using his hands to make a statement. “So you’ve met a Reaper,” Blade finally interjected. “Figured it would happen eventually.” He outlined who and what a Reaper was; a mutant offshoot of the common street vamp but stronger and faster and resistant to most weapons. Art listened intently, taking notes on his tablet. “How long have you known about these Reapers?” Sara demanded, dark eyes flashing angrily. “When were you planning on telling us?” She walked up to Blade and fought the urge to punch him (she’d learnt he was too fast to hit and besides, humans couldn’t really do anything but maybe tickle the hybrid).<br/><br/>He cocked his head and considered her question. “As a team you’re pretty resourceful. I didn’t think you’d encounter a Reaper so soon but if one stumbled into your territory, you’d figure out how to kill it. Besides, I have more pressing things to worry about.” Sara rolled her eyes and snapped sarcastically, “Oh how reassuring, your vote of confidence. So tell me, what’s more pressing than vamps who are harder, faster, stronger to kill?” Art could sense she was close to a meltdown and placed a calming hand on her back. When he sensed she was about to jump on Blade, he gleefully grabbed Sara around her mid-drift and pulled her away from their mentor. She didn’t know how much he enjoyed the feel of her skin beneath his hands. Maybe one day when vampires weren’t such a threat, he’d tell her how much he was in love with her.