Underworld: Covened Beings

by: Holly

This story is set almost a year after the war, but with both covens without leaders, they are out of control. Selene and Michael are now in Italy. They want to be no where near Ordoghaz. They are the hunted. Lycans want Michael's blood, Vampires want Selene dead for what she had done to their coven. This will be mostly told in Selene's point of views.

Part One: Love is to Lust as Fear is to...?

Selene watched over Michael as he sleep. It's night time and she feels she must protect him. She pushed a strand of hair from his face, running her fingertips gently down Michael's face. She sat there, watching him sleep wishing there could be more, yet knowing if they were to fall in love, they would be vulnerable.

For months now. I have had a feeling that I must go back. But with my head wanted and Michael's blood needed, I must keep him safe. We cannot trust anyone. But I feel as if I have fallen for Michael. I can not. I must not. But I feel as if I need to care for him, for he knows nothing accepted from what I have taught him which is only my way as a vampire, how will he handle his lycan side. But He must learn on his own. I want to kiss him so much. When we kissed back at the safe house where I had locked him up at, I felt passion like I have not in a while. I felt good It felt... Normal. But I must protect him. I won't stop at anything.

Selene walked over to the small table in the room and took a drink of the blood Michael had gotten for her while she slept earlier that day. Michael started to move and Selene put her cup down and went over to the bed. She sat down as he was opening his eyes. He loved to wake up next to such a beautiful face.

"How long have I been out?" He asked, rubbing his bright green eyes. Selene got up and walked over to the fridge that sat in their safe house they have been trying to fix up for about 8 months now. She got out a bag of blood and poured it in a cup as Michael sat up in the bed. She put the rest away before walking back over to Michael with the cup in her hands, giving him something to drink. He was still getting used to the taste.

"I would say about 5 hours." Selene answered in her soft toned British accent that Michael loved so much. "What woke you?" Selene asked. Michael took another drink of blood and licked his lips before answering.

"Dreams." He said simply. He did not want to warn her that it was her past. He knew how painful it was. She never showed it but he felt it. They had a thick blood line, with her biting him, she could sense him from miles away, he could sense her as well.

"Oh." She said simply. She got up and walked over to her guns before she spoke again. "Its about almost dawn, I am going to get some sleep." she said as she put her guns away.

"Would you like me to get up?" Michael asked gently, knowing she was probably up all night hunting and practicing her shots... a usual night. She simply nodded.

"Yes." Michael got up and walked into the bathroom and shut the door. He just loved her fury. It always made him drool. "God she's even more beautiful when she's mad", Michael laughed to himself, before hopping in the shower.

Out in the other room, Selene slipped out of her leather clothes and un-laced her corset. She hated these stupid fucking things, but it's a habit, it reminds her of when she was still a mortal, going to parties like a normal girl, having friends, a mom a dad, her big sister. She sat on the bed, her corset still on her... she looked at the picture that sat on her side of the bed, Sasha, her big sister, Anna and Emily, her nieces. Her sister was just about 23 and her nieces had just turned 3. She remembers that day.

Past

"Mama, Let Emily get her!" Anna giggled as Sasha and Anna stood down stairs getting ready to go out to the carriage. Sasha looked just like Selene, accept she had bright amber and brown mixed eyes, nothing like you have ever seen and long black hair.

Anna looked just like Sasha. The eyes and all. She was just like her mom too. So full of joy and life. She was always so happy but at times very fussy and stubborn, just like Selene.

Emily came down the steps holding Selene's hand. "I have her mama!" Emily giggled. Emily looked more like her dad, Joseph. She had short brown hair and bright green eyes. She acted just like Selene though, after all, she was like Selene's shadow. But she had her moments.

"There's Auntie Selene." Sasha smiled as she came down holding onto Emily. Selene giggled as she put an arm around her sister's shoulder.

"Are we all ready?" Selene asked. The little girls jumped up and down with laughter and joy.

"Our first pictures!!!" The two laughed out loud joyfully.

Present

Selene wiped her tears quickly before slipping her corset off and slipping into a black silk night gown. Crawling into bed, Selene smelt the pillow... It smelt just like Michael. 'Wake up Selene, It could never be.' She scolded her self lightly before falling asleep.

Walking slowly through the crowd, she looked for him. She looked around the underground night club. Just then she seen them green eyes a few feet in front of her. The techno music plaid out as they got closer and closer. They walked faster... and faster with every word in the song. Finally, they were face to face, inched from each other. The fast song plaid but they just stood still, looking deep in each other eyes. He slipped an arm around her waist, while leading one of her arms up to his neck slowly sitting her hand on the back of his neck.

"I thought you didn't want me." He whispered in her hear. A small smile crept on her face. She put her lips inches from his ear lingering her face there for a second.

"I love you, Michael." She softly spoke before licking under his ear for a brief second. She pulled her face away for a second before they lips collided, lust burning their flesh as hands wandered.

"Selene." He whispered in her ear. She sucked a bit on his neck, nibbling but not enough to break the skin. "I love you, Selene." Michael told her lust spilling with each word. "Kiss me." He then simply said. She did as she was told and kissed him lustfully.

Selene shot up in bed. She was sweating and breathing hard. 'What the-?' She wondered to herself. That dream made her want Michael extremely. "I don't love him." She said coldly to herself. She pulled her legs over the bed and got up careful not the afternoon light hit her flesh.

Walking into the bathroom, Selene looked in the mirror. She had that same blank on her face as she does every night. Why did she always feel so angry.... so cold.... so distant? She felt like she was dyeing. She was never happy. She remembered back to when she was a mortal, she was happy all the time. She missed the warmth and love.

Feeling the cold tile under her feet, Selene walked to one of the closed windows. She pushed the curtain away quickly not to get burnt, stepping aside quickly putting her back against the wall and looking at the rays shining through the window. She turned so that she was not in the light but facing it. She hated not being able to have Michael. She missed her family. She missed being happy and warm. All she knew were rules, coldness, darkness, and depression. She was just about to step into the light before Michael walked in.

"SELENE NO!" He ran to her and grabbed her before she stepped into the light, her hand was the only part that had went into the light which hurt like a son of a bitch.

"Let go of me, Michael." She fought against his grip. Michael quickly shut the curtains, just as Selene kneed him in his groin then pushing him so he fell back on the bed. He sat up, his groin hurting with pain.

"What the fuck did you think you were doing?!" Michael exclaimed questioningly. Selene fell to the floor in a heap of sadness.

"I hate it, Michael!" She shouted, her voice dripping with sadness, anger, and depression. "I miss my family. I miss the light and warmth. All I feel is distancy, and anger. I want to feel loved and warm again. I just want to die." Selene started to cry uncontrollably. She was sick and tired of hiding and being angry all the time. She wanted a life again.

"That don't give you the right to just go and commit suicide." Michael got up and walked over to Selene. He pulled her up, usually she would shove him away, hold a gun up to him or throw him across the room, but he let him embrace her.

"Being a Death Dealer is all I have known. I was taught not to love. This wasn't a job to us it was our life. There was no time. I have been so into my job that I forgot how to even care. And then you come around and I don't know what to think." She cried. Michael picked her up and sat on the bed. He held her in his lap as she cried all of her pain and suffering out in his chest.

"Selene?" He asked quietly after about 20 minutes. She was quiet but he could tell she was awake.

"Yes?" She asked quietly. Michael lifted her chin up and kissed her lip gently... soon it turned into need and lust. But only to pull away, Selene got up and shook her head. "No. This is wrong." She sighed. He got up and went to put his arms around her put she threw him on the bed. "Leave me alone." She said with anger. She grabbed her guns and walked out of the room and down the stairs to the basement to practice her shooting.

"God damnitt, Selene." Michael said angrily to himself before getting up and walking in the bathroom.

"Marcus sent you didn't he?!" Selene yelled in the vampires' face. She has her foot on the vampires' chest with one of her special guns pointing down at his face.

"Yes! Yes!" The vampire yelled in agony. She has already shot 4 bullets, on in his arm two in his leg and one in his chest.

"Do me a favor... Say hello to Viktor for me." Selene growled before shooting the vampire in the head 6 times . Selene sighed, knowing her and Michael would have to move. Again. For months Marcus hadn't sent anyone after them, and now they have to move. Find another place. Selene looked up. Dawn approaching. She hurried back to the house.

"Selene?" Selene herd Michael call out. She took her coat off letting the warm air hit her skin.

Walking upstairs, Selene found Michael, working away on their broken sink. Selene sighed and threw her coat on her bed and sat down, feeling scared and sad but not showing it... just being her usual cold and dark self.

"You don't have to worry about that, we won't be needing it." Selene said blankly staring at the pictures of the possible lycans and vampires that might attack them. She found the one that came after her tonight and glared at it angrily.

"What are you talking about?" Michael got out from under the sink, cleaning his hand off on his dirty cloth while looking at Selene questioningly. Selene got up and took the black permanent marker from the ledge where the pictures were posted to and crossed out the name "Horus".

"They finally attacked. They know where we live now, Michael." Selene said calmly, fear growing inside her, thinking about what would happen if one of them got killed. Michael stopped cleaning his hands and just stared at her. Selene let a tear slip down her cheek before quickly wiping it away. She walked over to her bed and just laid there staring at the ceiling.

"How could this happen? We were so careful." Michael had a shocked and worried face. They were so careful to cover their tracks and smells. They were so safe, and now they had to move again. Out of the corner of his eyes, Michael saw Selene getting up. "We have to burn the house. Take what we need, not what we want." Selene said as she walked to a closet grabbed 4 flattened duffle bags. Michael threw the cloth on the ground angrily and walked over to the other closet and grabbed 3 duffle bags.

"So we take, food, clothing, maybe a blanket or two, and weapons?" Michael asked, sort of knowing he was right.

"Yes. We have to take the lap top and all of the pictures and paper work as well. We have to be on full alert." Selene informed Michael as she took clothes from the closet and put them in the biggest bag, as well as her shoes. "Here." Selene walked to Michael handing him a gun.

"I have a gun, Selene." Michael reminded her, wondering why she was giving him a gun.

"I know but, That was my first gun I had ever touched. I killed my first lycan with it. Its always been good luck for me. Now that your a hybrid, your going to need it. Well.. you won't need it cause you can kick anyone's ass with you new form but take it." Selene said with a small laugh. Michael took the gun and looked at its black smooth handle, the silver engraving, running his fingers over it.

"Selene I can't, this is your favorite gun." Michael was surprised she was even talking to him without sounding annoyed or mad.

"Keep it." Selene looked into Michael's green eyes, wishing they were just two mortals with normal lives. Michael could see the sad and coldness in her eyes. He sat the gun next to him on the counter and pulled Selene to him. Surpassingly, she did shove him or pull away, she just let him hold her in peace. "Do you think we will ever stop running?" Selene asked quietly.

"I hope not." Michael said wondering how he should feel. He knows that they have feelings for each other, but they don't have time to get intimate, not if one of them get venerable.

"We have to get back to packing." Selene said a bit coldly feeling his uncertainty about them being like this. She pushed herself away, going back to packing her bags. She finished putting clothes away and closed up that bag. She grabbed two other bags. "I'm going down stairs to pack up the weapons." Selene headed downstairs, while Michael finished packing food, and other things they might need. When Selene got in the basement she collapsed to the floor in tears. She was sick of everything. Why did Michael have to save her the morning before. Why couldn't he just accept her decision and let her get free of her curse. So she could live at peace. "Its not fair." Selene cried to herself. Selene got up and just pushed stuff off the table, trashing it in such range and frustration. Just then a blast of lightning came from her hands, blasting a hole in the wall. She looked at her hands and then stuck them in front of her, pointing at a painting she had bought that remind her of her mortal days, and blasted it. Just then Michael came running down when Selene blasted one of their computers.

"SELENE!" He cried out just as she was aiming for some of the explosives, but he grabbed her arms, making the lighting fire at the ground instead. Selene tried to push him away.

"GET OFF!" She screamed. Michael was behind her and, had her arms held down at her sides, his arms wrapped around her tightly. "Let go Michael! LET GO!" She screamed. Just then her eyes turned shades of green and orange before turned w pure white. Michael felt a power surge through him, making him fly off of Selene. Selene turned and shot the lightning at Michael, but Michael was too quick for her and jumped out of the way. This went on for a few minutes before Selene figured out what she was doing and her eyes went back to normal. She looked at her hands as Michael stood up against the wall, next to a scorch mark in the wall. Just then fell to the ground. The last thing she her was Michael calling out her name... the last thing she saw was Michael's green eyes.

So Should I continue? This is my first Underworld Fanfiction. I mostly write charmed Fanfictions but this is my first Underworld fanfic. So What do you thin... yes? no? maybe? Hehe.

-Holly-