Some of the younger vampires were ready to attack the slayer, but the oldest of them once again stopped them. "There's no need", he said, "Get between the Pariah and it's pray, and I'm sure you'll regret it". The young vampire who had spoken first said "You keep talking about this Pariah, whoever he may be, and me and my friends will break you in two, hear that?". Most of the vampires had vaguely remembered stories about "The Pariah", so they stayed still; but some of the younger ones, filled with naivety, decided to assist his young friend, and so they started surrounding the older vampire. Considering how devided that specific group of vampires was, it was clear they would have trouble in a fight, no matter what their numbers were. The oldest one realized that, and - although he thought it to be very ironic - he thanked that The Pariah was there.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Alexander waited paciently while staring at the various vials filled with vampire blood. "How long until you can contact the scientist?", he asked one of the club's employees. "It's been hard, he is very hard to locate", replied the tall vampire. "Well, I would appreciate if he was here before the month's out", said Alexander, returning to his meditation afterwards.