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Damien's struggling to hold the guy back 

???: we need his blood, Dames. Y'know how much just a vial of that stuff is worth on the black market? We'd be rich kid-you could have your old life back...       

Damien: I-no...no it doesn't matter. I'm not going to hurt innocent people! 

Sam: is this a good time to say I can possibly melt faces off because you all are getting on my nerves because I was about to sleep, so maybe comeback in the morning. Just not right now. Ok? Ok.

Max: -comes out from underneath the couch- -mind: ah yes it seems the mortals are fighting over me-

One of the people lunges at you. Damien lets go of the other guy  

Damien: NO!                                                   

Sam: -he walks to the side and you fall on the floor- wow.

Max: -he walks up to them and lays on their back- 😏

Damien: How did...?       

The dude he let go of runs at him with a knife. Damien dodges the attack and then stabs him in the side with his own knife. 

Sam: -he sees the blood and sucks in a breath- (lol this dude scared of blood)

Max: -chillen-

The woman lunges at you with a knife. Damien sweeps her legs out from under her

Sam: uhm . . -his hand heat up and start glowing- i-i have hot hands im not afraid to use them!

The woman gets up and laughs 

???: Hot-hot hands...please kid, we're professionals! You really-

Sam: -he instinctively  puts his hand on your face, and it feels hotter than lava, but then you start bleeding and he pulls it away- nope- nope im afraid use them nope- -goes behind the couch- sorry, sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry ;w;