A Trap

In a dark room, a coffin is suddenly opened from the inside and a man's head emerged. He glances around the room and cracks his head slightly.

He gets out of the box but doesn't proceed further when he catches wind of a conversation just outside the room.

"Drexa said not to fail. You go in there and you drive a fu.cking stake into his heart, okay?" A girl ordered and some men hummed.

Dagon, who had woken up in his vampire body, scoffed lightly and walked towards the door stealthily.

He opened it just before the men did and cocked his head to the side, a smile gracing his face.

"I believe I'm the one you're looking for." He said, startling the men who had never seen him in his vampire body.

Before they could react, Dagon reached out and pulled out both their hearts.

"If you ask me, it seems like Drexa wanted you both dead. Sending you after me is quite lame prior to no photo of me." He sighed, and drew the men inside the room.

He dumped them just beside the door and slammed it