The Alpha Damien
I am immortal.
Mark went pale. The tone of Damien's voice had changed when he said that last statement; it had a finality to it that made Mark's blood run cold. Immortal. It was just a vague concept to Mark, but here he was, sitting in a chair, staring at something that couldn't die.
His officer training helped him deal with the stress a little better than most people would have, but it still shook him to the core. He had always known that if you shot the bad guy, it was over. Now, however, the bad guy wouldn't stop if he were shot.
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