Nightbreed Page #5

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- Where?

- Now!

Found it!

I just... I just found something in there I

really think you ought to take a look at.

What the hell is this, Decker?

T-minus ten seconds.

Five... four... three...

two... one...

We are too late.

Looks like the millennium just ended.

Die, you f***er!

Bastards.

- Rachel!

- Babette!

Stay down. Stay where you are!

- They're waiting for us above!

- No!

Don't listen to him or

we'll all be slaughtered.

- This is our home.

- If you want to live, it won't be here.

And it won't be by your laws.

Now if we want to survive we've got

to fight back, we can't hide anymore.

Take the children above ground.

Find a hiding place.

What about Baphomet, can he be moved?

Can he be moved!?

- Yes, it could be done.

- It must be done.

Brothers and sisters...

It is time to fight.

Outstanding.

Come on!

- Don't look down.

- Come on, hurry! Hurry!

Women and children upstairs.

- You heard what he said.

- What chance have we got?

- They're armed.

- So am I.

Come to daddy.

You're with God now.

Arm yourselves! Defend yourselves!

You're not cattle for Christ sake.

You're gonna need

weapons, all of you.

If you can't do it for yourselves,

do it for your children.

Come on! This way!

No!

Babette... Come on.

Hey! My lucky day!

Come on, she's just a kid!

You found her.

Look what we got here.

Say goodnight.

You've got to stop!

There are children down there...

You're killing children!

Go ahead, f*ggot.

Don't!

Sorry, Padre.

Eigerman!

We don't like priests here.

Get out.

- Run!

- No.

I have to see. Take me with you.

Ow!

What the f*** is this?

What is it?

Kane!

What in the hell are you doing

down here? Your people need you!

Baphomet is going to destroy us all.

The Naturals, the Breed, Midian.

- Everything!

- How do you know?

Take a look for yourself.

The whole place is gonna blow?

- It's Baphomet's will.

- Look, we can make it out.

- But we need fighters.

- We're not warriors.

- What about the Berserkers?

- Madness, they're uncontrollable.

Better yet, let them out.

We are the Tribes of

the Moon. You said so.

The Tribes of the Moon.

I'll release them.

You take the big guy.

Sucker.

- You don't want to do that.

- Gimme a good reason why not.

I'll give you two.

What a mess.

Yo! Moses!

Wait for it...

Holy sh*t!

Slop!

You goddamn cowards!

I'll kill you all!

You! Gimme a weapon!

Lori.

I didn't believe in the prophecies.

- It's all over.

- What prophecies?

You want to see?

- That's Boone.

- Yes, it's him.

All these years waiting for a savior.

He hasn't saved us.

He's destroyed us.

I made him.

The bite... was mine.

- The bite that mocks death.

- That doesn't make him yours.

Quite a dance, huh?

Death everywhere and

you and me in the middle.

Come on!

Come on!

Boone!

Not yet.

One last dance?

Oh my God.

Decker's dead.

Pull the knife out.

No!

Don't go.

I have to. I'm responsible.

You have destroyed our refuge.

This was inevitable.

No home is forever. You must

rebuild what you've destroyed.

You must find me... Heal me...

Save me from my enemies.

You are no longer Boone.

You are Cabal.

Save me from my enemies.

Save me from my enemies.

My God...

What have you done!

I've gotta start out tonight.

I'll go with you.

I belong to the Breed now.

Then make me belong too.

They made you one of them,

you can do the same for me.

I can't.

But I want to be with you.

I'll come back for you

when I'm finished.

When's that gonna be?

When I'm 90 and you're

still the way you are?

I went through hell to find

you and you're just...

You're just gonna walk away.

Just go, then. Just go.

Get out of here!

What do you want?

Go!

Boone.

Lori, no!

I lied. I'm sorry.

You're all I want.

Please, don't die.

Then do something, dammit.

Remember what you said.

Lori? Please...

Don't let it be too late.

No...

No!

No!

You said you'd never leave me.

I saw their god.

I saw him.

I can still smell him.

He's out there.

Oh yes.

- We'll go together.

- No, they're mine.

You got burned, mate.

Now I'm burning back. All of 'em.

Burn them all away.

Take me with you.

Who will come for us?

His name is Cabal.

He... unmade Midian.

How soon?

In the next wind.

If not tonight, then tomorrow.

On the next wind.

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