Chapter 1: Awakening
The bunker is cold, an unstable since Marius' attack, almost completely fallen apart. The temperature sends shivers down even the thickest spines, but not the man who remains hanging upside down. Visions flow through the eyes of the man, memories, of his lover, Selene, but then, something more, the Lycan that tried to kill him, bleed him dry; Marius. Michael Corvin, the first Hybrid, gasps for air like it's his first, like he's been suddenly reborn. He's experienced death before, but not like what happened to him before; having his heart impaled, is different to being completely drained of all blood, having to regain it from a single dry cell. Michael Corvin died, but not permanently, Marius only pissed him off, and Michael plans on making sure all of Immortal species know that.
Michael gasps more and more as he opens his eyes, his blonde hair stuck in his face. He stares up at his feet, seeing that he's still tied upside down. His hand reach his throat, and he feels the new fresh, soft skin that had healed over the wound Marius had caused. He breathes in the fresh air, wondering whether or not he'll ever see Selene again, which makes his mind focus on the memories of her face.
"S- Se- Selene," he groans to himself as he's flushed with more memories.
Michael and Selene sit in an apartment building, watching the news during the beginning of the purge. Antigen speaks about the 'purging' of unnatural species, and how within three weeks, all creatures not human will be extinct.
"Shit," Selene hisses. "Michael, if they find about you-"
"Don't you worry about me," Michael pauses as he turns off the television. "You're the last known descendant of Corvinus blood, direct descendant. I mean sure, I'm a cross-species of Lycan and Vampire, the distant descendant of the Corvinus strand within me, but you, you're a vampire that walks in the sun, Selene!"
"I know that! But, there's something else- but it doesn't matter, we can talk about it later. We need to leave, tomorrow night, we'll catch a boat, somewhere far away from Antigen."
"Where would we go?" Michael asks his lover, his eyes focused on hers.
"It doesn't matter, Michael, we- we just need to go, okay?"
"I know," Michael agrees. "We'll leave, I promise, but when we're safe, no more secrets. Deal?"
"Deal," Selene agrees.
Another vision takes over, and Michael is crawling on the ground in a complete weakened state, someone tailing him. Michael begs for help, but he knows that, he's not going to get it from the person following him. Michael is dragged away, and tied up in a bunker, and then, his throat is slit.
"I expected more from a Hybrid, Mr Corvin," Marius smile. "But I need your blood, and eventually, I will need Eve's. Goodbye, Mr Corvin."
"Please," Michael chokes as blood gushes from his neck.
Michael screams in anger, pulling himself down and breaking the chains that hold him up. He hits the ground but manages to hold himself up as the rest of the chains fall onto the ground. His lower body hits the ground in sudden speed, which makes Michael shriek at the feeling. He tries to stand, but he's body is still numb from being dead for so long, so he supports himself using a nearby table, unintentionally cutting himself on a scalpel.
"Fuck," he snarls at himself. "Where the fuck am I?"
He stares at his reflection through broken glass, seeing what he's wearing; only grey track pants. He notices how skinny he's gotten, wondering how long he can go before feeding, on either blood or flesh. He senses kick in, and due to his absolute hunger, he can feel every human within a mile. He begins to feel his body twitch, no, not his body, his bones, like he's transforming. He feels starving, like he hasn't fed in a decade and a bit, that's when he hears voices coming towards the bunker. The voices creep slowly towards the edge of the bunker, like whoever it is, isn't just willing to tamper inside. They're being cautious, and by their scent, they're not human either.
Three men, dressed in what seems like military clothing, approach the bunker. They hold assault rifles, and their not pale, so they're not vampires, but not human; Lycans. Michael can smell their blood, and it makes him nervous, but he can't control himself, he doesn't want to. Michael drools at the smell of their blood, and thinks about what he could do to them all in a single moment; rip into their necks, and drain every ounce of their blood, the exact way Marius did it to him. He moves into their light, making himself spotted by the Lycans, startling them within a single moment.
"Who are you?!" One of the Lycans growl. "And what are you doing here?!"
"I- I ju- I just woke up here. Where am I? What year is it?" Michael asks.
"Are you fucking stupid or something?!" Another Lycan laughs. "It's 2018, and you're in a bunker, a vampire's bunker."
"What?!" Michael growls, his eyes becoming completely black. "That's not possible.."
One of the Lycans aims his shotgun at Michael, firing one shot into the Hybrid's stomach, doing minor damage. Michael eyes stay Hybrid black, and his teeth form into sharp fangs. The Lycans watch as Michael's body and hair begins to shape-shift into a grey-blue colour. He begins to shriek as his muscles retract outwards, and his body becomes more muscular. Claws replace his nails in a matter of seconds, and in a single moment, his teeth become more fierce and sharper than before.
The Lycans open fire on the Hybrid, but he takes minor damage from all bullets, growling and roaring at the feeling. The Lycans fire the last of their rounds, and drop their weapons, beginning to transform into their werewolf forms. Michael, out of complete rage, pounces on one of the Lycans while their in mid-transformation, sinking every one of his teeth into the werewolf's neck, then uses his strength to rip it out completely, ending its life. Blood soaks the Hybrid's mouth, but Michael doesn't care, he licks his lips at the blood, watching as the other werewolves complete their transformations. The two creatures roar at Michael, which just angers him more as he roars pack, preparing his claws for a fight.