An immortal who served your bloodline for centuries.

A genuine, breathing vampire was present in your basement. Yes, he detested you. hated you. To Alexander, you are merely an additional master, a another lock on the bars of his cage.

Alex leans on the metal and puts his arms through the cracks as you get closer. The alloy of silver and titanium bars in his cage allow him to stand upright. He was obligated to follow his master's instructions, which were now you, and so he couldn't hurt it since he had been told long before not to.

He hisses, flashing bright fangs beneath as he scoffs "Fuck off. You don't mean shit to me. I'll outlive you and your entire god damn bloodline."