Jack and the guy turned around as the sewer grate closed. "ROSE!" he yeleld, trygint o wrench the grate free. it was no use... laughter came from all around.
"oh god.. its them.. the clan is after us.. robert, get topside, they don't know you!" he yelled, the man ran for his life. eventually he woudl escape to tellt he tale, but now jack was alone int eh sewers. he pulled a short double sided sword from his coat and readied it.
"bring your worst, you marvels of hell." he recited, poised and ready, remembering his training. "this is the moment of deaths demise. the hour the bell tolls for the greetign of an old friend."
Rose was beign carreid away, farther and farther from Jack. from safety. somewhere In the Damons mine retreat, Lorenzo woke from his meditation, lookgin around the room and twitching. "Javier?" he asked the wind. he swore he heard jacksfathertellign him something.
Jack saw teh first shadow down teh sewer pipe. " And all the winds change for you this moment. all the waters flow backwards for you are the salt of the earth and the bones of our nation." he recited oncemore. he swiveled the sword around him, and assumed a fighting stance.
" The time has come, and the trial has begun." came Lorenzo's voice, closign his eyes and concentrating on the boy he tutored. " you are the son of lord Javier the mighty. The vampire king of north america... If he had lived to see this day young Jack... the day you become LORD DARIUS DAMON!." he stood up and pulled out his own sword strikign the air.
" HIYA!!!" he yelled as allt he candles went out in the room. "ThE TRIAL OF bLOOD! SLAY FIFTY MEN!" he yelled. his voice reverberating through the cavern.
FIFTY MEN... FIFTY MEN... fifty men... fifty men... fifty men...fifty men... fifty men...