Repercussions
Disclaimer- I don't own Underworld, any resemblance in the name of the characters is purely coincidental. (Lol)
Chapter 1- Initial reactions
Gaius mechanically began to assemble his sniper rifle as he eyed the Moose keenly. He had been stalking the beast for hours in the quiet forest behind the cabin he had rented for the night. Although it was night, he could see with relative clarity with his enhanced vision. The vision of a hunter...
The animal was ragged looking, it was old and ill. The beast was sick, and nearing the end of it's life. The moose lowered it's head and began to graze on the low growing vegetation. Gaius finally slapped on the stock with a barely audible click. The Moose, alerted by the strange noise, lifted it's head instinctively scanning the horizon. Gaius melded into the shadows and aimed the scope of his M82A1A rifle skillfully. Satisfied, the Moose lowered his head back into the vegetation. A deafening bang issued from the muzzle of Gaius' gun and the surrounding birds took to the skies. A deadly silence ensued with only the sound of the Moose hitting the forest floor.
Gaius made his way to the dead animal and lowered his mouth down to it's neck. It struggled, thrashing it's legs in a vain attempt to fend him off. A large amount of the animal's precious blood leaked from the wound on it's side. He pierced the animal's neck with his Lycan fangs and drank greedily from it's enormous supply of blood. Feeling quite satiated, he wiped the blood from his lips and slit it's throat with his knife. He quickly hefted the animal over his shoulders.
"To think I ever resorted to feeding on humans." Gaius mused silently, as he walked towards the cabin. He placed the animal outside and entered his small abode. Picking up his small IPod he turned on his favorite symphony and relaxed in the battered old chair next to the fireplace. Halfway into the second movement he heard a faint knock on his door. Gaius opened the door quickly and greeted the man with a smile.
"Good day, sir." Gaius said cheerfully.
"Good day to you, sir. The... newspapers you requested." The local said in choppy English. Gaius snatched the newspapers and threw them onto the table. Though shocked at his speed, the villager stood at attention.
"I have killed another Moose today. I want you to take it home to your family. Think of it as a gift from me." Gaius said.
"Another Moose? How do you do it?" The local asked.
"It's all about patience." Gaius responded vaguely. Noticing that the man seemed reluctant, he continued. "Anyways! Keep it. I couldn't possibly eat any more." Gaius insisted.
"I thank you." The villager said radiantly, and Gaius closed the door with a smile. He picked up the newspaper and read the foreign headline. He was surprised by a voice directly behind him.
"A small war in the streets from what I've heard." Gaius turned to examine the intruder.
"Frederick! What brings you here?" Gaius asked, feeling down his leg for the hilt of the blade, hidden against his right leg.
"Not violence, friend." Frederick said calmly. Gaius' grip on the blade loosened and he looked inquiringly at Frederick.
"What is the news?" Gaius asked.
"Alexander Corvinus sent me. Something very important is about to happen." Frederick answered calmly.
"Corvinus is alive?" Gaius asked, amazed.
"Alive and well." Frederick responded quickly.
"Why does he wish to speak with me?" Gaius asked.
"Corvinus wishes you to come. Much has changed since you two last talked." Frederick said impatiently, motioning towards the door. Gaius walked up to the door without turning his back to Frederick.
"I would be glad if you would lead the way." Gaius said. Frederick chuckled and opened the door without a moments hesitation.
"Take your hand off of that Desert Eagle, trust me if I was going to kill you, I would have done it by now." Frederick called over his shoulder. Gaius' hand stubbornly gripped the pistol in a steady aim towards the back of Frederick's head.
"Or possibly I would have killed you." Gaius responded coolly.
"I don't think so." Frederick stated, tossing a small bullet towards Gaius. Gaius caught the bullet and examined it.
"Silver nitrate." He muttered, and quickly pocketed the bullet for further study.
Who the hell is Gaius? Find out next chapter