Damaskinos:
It has been said, "Be proud of your enemy and enjoy her success." In that case, I should thank you.
Blade:
For what?
Jared:
Eliminating Deacon Frost. You did us a favor. Karel.
Blade:
[noticing vampire tattoo] You're human.
Karel:
Barely. I'm a lawyer. European Health Consortium.
Damaskinos:
As you may know, Vampirism is... a horrible virus, carried in the saliva of predators. In 72 hours, it spreads through the human bloodstream, creating new, parasitic organs.
Blade:
Like cancer.
Damaskinos:
Cancer with a purpose.
Karel:
Unfortunately, viruses evolve, too. We've encountered a new one. We dubbed it the Reaper Strain. And like any good pathogen, it appears to have found a carrier.
[Karel places a disk into a computer. Nomak's first attack plays via a recording]
Karel:
There. [Points to an image of Nomak] Jared Nomak.
Damaskinos:
Born a vampire, but an anomaly like you. Unlike the rest of us, however, he feeds on not just humans, but Vampires as well.
Blade:
Looks like he was doing me a favor.
Nyssa:
You're missing the point. They're vampire victims don't die. They turn. They become carriers.
Asad:
You've got to understand. These things are like crack addicts. They have to feed daily. Nomak's been up for 72 hours. By our estimates, there are already a dozen Saviors. There'll be hundreds before the week is out. Thousands within a matter of months. Do the math.
Blade:
Wait. Let me get this right. You want me to hunt them for you?
Damaskinos:
Once they are finished with us, who do you think they'll turn against next? Your precious humans. Not one of them will be left.
Karel:
We spent two years training a small tactical unit: the Bloodpack. We want you to lead them.
Blade:
Two years?
Nyssa:
We've been training to hunt you.
