The Mad Russell
Sabina saw that Alvin didn't seem intent on killing her. Gathering her courage, she called after him, "Could you get Russell to stop hunting our people?
He's with the Avengers. He should listen to you."
Alvin paused in surprise...
Seeing that she'd gotten a reaction from him, Sabina said, a little excitedly, "The Cullen Family are all Daywalkers. We don't drink human blood.
We were all human once. Now I want to find a way for us to fit into this world.
We're not monsters..."
Alvin smacked his lips and looked at Sabina. "You're telling me Russell drove you to get a job as an Angel?
I always thought Russell was hunting Rampaging Beasts and all kinds of monsters around the world..."
Sabina nodded. "Yes. That bastard Russell hunts Rampaging Beasts in Canada...
But if he runs into one of our people, he kills them, too.
We're not monsters. We shouldn't be targets for hunters."
Alvin waved a hand. He didn't want to hear Sabina justify her position. He believed Russell was perfectly capable of doing something like that.
That crazy Cowboy hated all nonhuman monsters. Vampires had once been the kind he hated most.
He'd been chasing monsters with his team, so it was only natural that he'd shoot any vampires he ran across...
Looking at the agitated Sabina, Alvin shrugged indifferently. "I'll give him a call, but I'm not promising anything.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not feeling sorry for you. I'm willing to call because his actions are causing me trouble!
You're so afraid of Russell, but you're not afraid of me. That hurts..."
A ferocious smile appeared on Alvin's face. "Maybe I need to take a good look at myself...
From this moment on, if you ever come into Hell's Kitchen again, I'll