The Stakelander

Once upon a time,

a very long time ago,

back when the first

vamps showed up,

- there was a man.

- Mister.

Yeah, Mister.

Well, Mister

was the best hunter

that there ever was,

and he traveled

the Stakelands,

killing vamps.

And then one day,

he came upon this boy.

He was in real trouble.

You see there was

a big bad vamp

that was gonna

eat him up.

No.

-Yeah,

but Mister showed up

and they staked

that vamp

right through

his heart.

-Yay!

-And after that...

they came up north

and they met a girl...

-Mommy!

Yeah, it was Mommy.

And the boy and this girl,

they fell in love

and then

you came along.

What happened

to Mister?

I don't know, baby.

One day, I woke up

and, uh, he was gone.

I found this necklace

hanging on the side of a car.

He left it so that

I'd always remember him.

They're dead.

-You're alive.

Act like it.

I'll be right back, baby.

Do you want me

to come with you?

-No, not this time.

I want you to stay with her.

-All right.

-Okay, bye.

Bye.

-Bye.

They've got bezerkers!

They're gonna

kills us all!

-Not me.

So you stay close,

you understand?

-I want to stay.

-Hush, baby.

You have to stay quiet.

-Martin?

--Martin?

-Put it away, boy.

We don't do history.

The world didn't die

with a bang.

It died with a scream...

lots of them...

and I heard 'em all.

There's nothing left.

A dying landscape.

People stopped trying

to rebuild a long time ago.

We let it all fall apart...

and now everything's

quiet, empty.

You can go for weeks

without finding a soul.

Days come

and night falls,

and we survive...

or we die.

All you really got

are memories

and tomorrow,

if you're lucky.

New Eden was the only home

I had left.

And she...

She took it from me.

The Brotherhood

called her "The Mother."

Those vamp worshipers

finally found their messiah...

the one sent to wipe

the Earth clean of sin.

I was heading south

into the Stakelands.

If he was still alive,

that's where I'd find him.

Mister.

The closest thing

to family I had.

People knew of him,

of his one-man war

against the Brotherhood

and the vamps.

He was legend.

He's the last hunter.

If I wanted to get to her,

I was gonna need his help.

Drop it, son.

They've been

coming out earlier,

chancing the light...

getting desperate.

Where are you coming from?

-Up north,

New Eden.

-You're a long way from home.

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for someone.

He's called Mister.

-Yeah, heard of him.

Thought he was dead.

The poor boy looks hungry.

-You try anything, son,

I'll cut you in half.

-Oh, shush, Karl.

Can't you see

he's a nice boy?

Come on.

She won't be satisfied

till you're fed.

It'll be dark soon anyway.

Best get inside.

-It's good, ma'am,

thank you.

-Sorry there's no meat.

We got to make do

with what we have.

-You, uh--

you're not eating?

-We ate already.

Our boy Walter

went to Canada...

had a child up there,

never came back.

Maybe you know of him.

Walter Armstrong?

Come on, Jean.

It's been years.

Walter's dead

or as good as.

Give up hope,

you might as well

lay down and die.

The boy's lost and alone

in a world of woe,

and yet here he is

looking for something.

That's hope.

Times like these...

it's all we got

to keep us going.

Make up Walter's bed

for him, Karl.

-Thank you, ma'am.

-Bad things happen

to good people.

The world ain't fair,

never will be.

But there's good

to be found.

People pass through

now and again.

I get what news they have,

update my maps,

write down their stories.

-Why?

-Just a hobby.

Who knows,

if this thing ever ends,

people might want

to know what happened.

-Yeah, strange times

we're living in.

It's the New Dark Ages,

that's what this is.

You okay, son?

-Yeah, I just got a...

-Whoa,

you should sit down.

Yeah, strange times.

You seem pretty tired.

Probably best

you sleep right here.

-Oh no, Jean! Honey!

Oh, honey, I'm sor--

Brothers, sisters,

the mother of our blood

has risen.

The devout will be saved.

The heretics will die.

Join us.

Join us.

Brothers and sisters,

we build a world

in her image.

You need not be sick,

hungry, tired.

The Brotherhood

will clothe you,

feed you, shelter you.

The Mother's love

knows no bounds.

Join us.

The Brotherhood serves her

and her alone.

Brothers, sisters,

the mother of our

blood has risen.

The devout will be saved.

The heretics will die.

Join us.

Join us.

Brothers and sisters,

we build a world in her image.

You need not be sick,

hungry, tire--

Hey there.

Sh*t, man,

you scared me.

-Where are you coming from?

-Canada.

-Whoa.

-How's things here?

-Quiet.

Heh.

What do you got for trade?

-You keep that.

I'm just looking

for somebody.

-Yeah, nobody here

but me.

You-- you looking

for the hunter.

Yeah, you and them

Brotherhood boys.

Oh, they don't

like him much.

No, sir.

-What about you?

You seen him?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I seen him.

-Where?

-A few months back.

-Wh-- Where was he headed?

-Lockdown.

West...

towards, uh, Donnersville.

-Donnersville?

Where is that?

How do I get there?

-The quickest way

is up 71,

past the old brick plant.

Good folk, yeah.

That's the only safe place

around these parts.

-Okay, all right.

Well, thank you very much

for your help.

-See you around, Canada.

Don't worry, sweetheart,

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'm Martin.

What's your name?

Most of the good

in the world is gone.

Hate...

Hate seems to be the only thing

that grows anymore.

You don't need fangs

to be monster.

They're worse

than the vamps.

They chose this.

-Ladies and gentlemen,

feast your eyes

on the Behemoth!

-But first,

an appetizer of mayhem,

a mano-a-mano

no-rules death match!

And now,

the bane of bezerkers,

the viceroy of violence...

the undefeated...

the Stakelander!

Mister?

Mister.

Mister, it's me.

It's me, idiot.

-Martin?

-Yes!

-Fight or die!

-Aah!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-What?

-Back up.

-It's a precaution.

Was it Brotherhood?

It was a she-vamp.

She was working

with the Brotherhood.

They ambushed us...

came out of nowhere.

-She had other vamps

with her, bezerkers...

and they were organized

like an army...

...like she had some kind

of control over them.

I've never seen

anything like it.

I tried to save them, but...

Can we kill her?

-You've got your

whole life to die, kid.

No point in rushing it.

Let it go.

-I can't.

-A man spends his life

on revenge...

he might as well

dig two graves.

-I did.

We named our daughter Belle.

You remember Belle?

-I remember everybody, kid.

Most of them are dead.

-Hey, I want to be on the road

in about an hour.

-I don't know

what the hurry is, kid.

-What is with her?

-She's feral.

Probably raised herself up

in the wilds.

I've seen it before.

Hey.

Come here.

Come here.

It's okay.

That's it, now...

- There you go.

-It's music.

It's good.

That's it.

--Yeah.

- Martin, move the table!

-In there?

-Yep, in the hole.

-And the weapons!

-No, in the hole!

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