Background Story: Starts just before end of evolutions, after Selene has killed Marcus and just before she first reaches into the sun scene. Takes my own spin, though I take the role of Selene as similar to the way she's played (or as close as I'm able) via Kate Beckinsale (she plays it perfectly IMO, as a cold, duty before play type of gal with a softspot for Michael, and yet nervous in some aspects)
First try at an Underworld Fic.
Disclaimer: Don't own Underworld... though wish i did. First movie cost like 30mil and made over 200 by end. 2nd... well i dunno for it, but it did well too.
The chilling cold of the area permeated everywhere. Not just the temperature cold, but also the sense of evil…
Of death.
Marcus lay on the ground, slain by her very hands, and not far away, William's remains were left to rot on the ground.
They deserved worse… much worse.
She stifled back a tear. She could feel Michael slowly scaling up towards her… Marcus that bastard had nearly taken him away from her… had taken him away… her heart throbbed… not from the massive gash inflicted by Marcus, but from what had happened.
She saw shadows appear, as the sun came out from behind the clouds, its rays stopping mere inches from her body.
But she did not fear it. It felt… warm to be near it, instead of the normal coldness that accompanied it. Hesitantly, she reached out with her hand, her pale hand quivering as it entered the light.
Nothing…
A tear slid from her eye as she turned around to Michael, who smiled softly at her. She couldn't help it, she burst out beaming, even as her eyes watered up. She took a step towards him, more into the light. It felt so wholesome on her pale skin, though she couldn't bare to look at it, for it was still very bright.
"Selene…" Michael started quietly as he stepped up to her. Before he could say a word, Selene merely brushed his lips gently with her finger to silence him, before glancing skyward at the sun, and returning her sparkling blue eyes to his. Silently, she moved in tentatively to kiss him, and he responded…
She always wanted to remember this. This very moment, everything about her…
It felt so right.
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Selene sighed as at last she broke free of Michael and became all business again.
"Come, we must leave."
"But you're chest… you're hurt and you're not healing," he said gently.
She sighed as she remember the pain… the hurt in her chest. It was not something gently pushed aside, but it could be done. Her hunger ached at her, the very virus that made her so powerful made her so weak at the same time. "There can be no healing here, not in this… evil place. And there is no suitable blood. All that remain are Lycan's."
Michael looked at her a moment before he held out his arm. "Drink."
She shook her head. "I'm fine." She tried to push past him but found he resisted her.
"Drink it Selene."
Finally she acquiesced and very carefully bit into him. His blood poured into her veins, and the sweetness of it made her crave to drain him dry…
NO! This was Michael. Just a little would suffice.
A moment later she stopped, feeling rejuvenated as her wounds closed.
"Now can we leave?" she asked impatiently. Michael merely nodded. "very well, out to the river, it's a long swim."
Michael said nothing and followed her as she lead him down to the entrance.
When they reached it, they merely glanced at each other, nodded, and began swimming out. A moment later and they rose from the water, the water glistening off their hair. Selene saw Michael grin mischieviously before disappearing underneath the water. Before she could react, he had grabbed her by the legs and yanked her underneath the water.
She smacked him rather hard to get him off before pushing back up to the surface. Michael followed a moment later.
"What! I was just having some fun!"
Selene gave him a cold look… though how that was different from any other look Michael could never tell. "That is not my idea of fun. And we need to conserve our energy. It could be a long time before we find a place too…"
She fell silent suddenly, holding her hand up to Michael as she tread water. Michael glanced at Selene, her beautiful pale face concentrating on something or another, with that wavy black hair falling on her face, and couldn't help himself but think quietly in his mind, "I love you Selene, with all my being." Rather silly of himself he thought, for though he knew Selene liked him, maybe even had some lust, she certainly didn't love him…
He pushed that aside as suddenly he became aware of what she heard. The sound of a helicopter drew closer by the second… He glanced around quickly. There was no where they could reach in time, and they would have to surface too quickly if they held they're breath…
"Stay with me, we'll figure something out," said Selene forcefully as the helicopter came within view.
It spotted them within a moment and swung cautiously over them. The door opened and a man's face poked out. He started yelling something, but even with they're enhanced hearing they couldn't make out what he was saying. The man clearly saw this, because he just shrugged at them before dropping a rope ladder. It hit the water shortly in front of Selene, and she glanced at Michael for a moment before beginning the ascent up. Michael followed shortly after.
They reached the top, and the man helpfully pulled them in before shutting the door.
He turned to face Selene… and found himself barrel to face with his own gun. "Who are you?" she yelled over the helicopter.
"Easy there. This is Alexander's helicopter. The other helicopter's beacon let us know it crashed so we came to see if you needed a ride."
Taking a quick glance around, Selene found that there was only him and the pilot in the copter… it seemed this was their copilot.
She nodded simply at this, as the model of copter seemed the same and the men had the same sort of look to them. She felt the copter lurch as it started moving.
"Where are we going?"
"We're taking you to London. Then it's up to you where you go."
She glanced at him coldly. "You're just leaving us?"
"We're not gonna stick around. This fight is going to spill over, and we don't want to be in the middle of it." Selene merely nodded. She didn't want any part of this coming fight either… she didn't even know what she wanted to do now.
She lay back onto Michael and let her eyes close. It had been a long time since she'd slept. Now would be a good time to catch up. She felt Michael brush her hair lightly with his hand, but she didn't mind… it was good to be near him.
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She awoke with a start as the Helicopter settled down and she heard the engine's whine go away as it shut off.
"Rise and shine you two," said the copilot cheerfully as he got off the chopper and grabbed his gear. "We're refueling here, so we'll be here for awhile. We're in London, so feel free to take off whenever you want.
"Food," Selene said groggily.
The copilot grinned widely. "We ain't food darling. I'll get you some, we should have some."
He disappeared for a moment before reappearing with some bags of blood and tossing them to the couple. Selene hungrily bit in while Michael just fiddled with it.
When she'd finished her fill she turned to look at Michael. "Drink it," she said simply. "Remember what happened?"
Michael nodded slowly once before slowly taking a bite. It was vile and disgusting as it slid down his throat, but once it reached his belly, his desire for it lit and he hungrily sucked it down.
Finally he finished as well. "What now?" he asked Selene.
She shrugged. "Maybe go to the countryside. Live out the life I lost," she said quietly, as if far away.
Before Michael could reply, the sounds of gunshots rang out… close, followed by the growling sounds of bats. Grabbing her berettas swiftly, Selene crouched near Michael as she waited. The copilot came rushing in, and Selene very nearly welcomed him with a hail of bullets but let off. Behind him she saw nothing.
"What, what the hell is it?" Michael asking shakily.
The copilot, shaking roughly responded by saying, "Oh fuck! It's fucking flying Vampire Werewolfs… Or whatever the fuck it is… it's a monster!" By the end his voice had risen to a scream.
Selene's gut plummeted, as it sounded like something similar to Marcus. Before she could voice her suspicions, a window broke open and in flew a version of Marcus, though it moved slower and was clearly weaker. 3 more flew in behind it and they all landed in unison in front of them.
The leader stepped forward growling. "Seleneeee… we've been looking for you," he said in the dark, guttural tone similar to Marcus'. "We've come to pay you back for what you did to Marcus."
Selene took a step forward. "Come and try it," she said simply as she opened up with her Berettas. Beside her, she felt Michael transform into his hybrid form as they're opponents took to the skies and flew towards them. The one to the right of the leader never even made it 3 feet as his body was torn to shreds from Selene's fire. Michael launched himself at the other one to the right of the dieing one while Selene tracked her fire to the one on the other side, raking bullets into the leader. The leader dodged to the side, hiding behind some boxes as the final one raked its claws over the copilot, maiming him. Selene rapidly dispatched it while Michael fought it out with the other one, but Selene ignored it as she made to rapidly change her clips. But as she changed them, the leader jumped out and charged at her. She just slammed home the clips and was looking up when she felt the body land on her. The vamp-lycan, or gargoyle as she guessed she could call it, landed on her roughly, slashing her arms painfully as it knocked away her weapons. She collapsed to the ground under the weight, falling on her back as the creature licked its lips excitedly.
"Oh, you should taste wonderful," it said coldly as it moved to bite her, but it stopped above her. "Master… you're alive," it said confusedly.
Taking advantage of his distraction, she grabbed its arms and pulled while rolling it over her with her powerful legs. She landed now on its chest, and with a simple slash, cut open its throat.
It died within a second.
She rose, and seeing the Michael had given a thorough thrashing to his opponent, picked up her berettas and calmly reloaded them as she moved over to the co-pilot, still alive though not for long.
"Are… are they gone," the pilot asked painfully.
"Yes…" she looked him over quickly, and knew there was nothing that could be done. "You're going to die," she said calmly, and the pilot just closed his eyes and nodded. "But I need help from you now. Are there other teams? Is there anyone else who can help me?" she asked quickly.
"Wh… why does it matter to you?"
She hesitated. "I think Marcus is alive, and I need help."
The pilot nodded once. "There is one team… based in America. Go to the office. It will…" he coughed roughly, the blood gurgling in his lungs. "It will be under codename Tancar. Go there… he may help you." He sighed. "Please… end this," he said quietly. Selene nodded, and the man closed his eyes. She pulled the trigger once, and the man fell silent at last.
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The office the man had directed them to was a cluttered mess. Paper was everywhere, and it didn't look like someone had been here looking for something… this was just how it was. They split up to look for the files, and rifled through everything quickly.
"Found it," said Selene silently, as she opened up a folder. In it, there was very little, a single sheet of paper and single photo. She thumbed past the photo to read the paper.
"Jon, based in Denver in the United States," she said musing. "Tells us how to get in contact with him, but not much else… this is just great. We have to get to the United States. Without Marcus catching us."
"Then we should leave soon," was all Michael replied.
Selene ignored him, and instead thumbed over to the picture of the man… The picture didn't show much, just showed a young face, grim looking. There was a good amount of stubble on his chin, and he looked kind of unkempt… not the kind Selene would want to associate with, but beggars can't be choosers.
And he looked like he was 20. Then again, could be a vamp like her… that would make him a far greater asset.
"Selene?" asked Michael.
She tucked the file into her bag and looked over to Michael. "Let's go." She started off, not waiting for Michael, heading right for Heathrow Airport.
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