Author's note: Hi everyone! It's time for me to write about this incredible science fiction story called "Underworld". I already saw the trilogy and really want them to do a sequel of Evolution, but in the meantime let me introduce you my new fanfic… in English! I hope not to make many mistakes with grammar and stuff. Well, finally, I must say that the main characters are Selene and Michael C., not a creation of mine in deed. The rest of the "cast" belongs to my own imagination though. I hope you like it then! Best wishes!
And here it is…
Chapter 1: The creature in the mirror.
It was a cold and dark night. There was no movement in the shadows, except for the waving of the branches of trees outside de Castle. Inside the fortress, lord and servant argued intensely since sunset. The subject of discussion: something to do with the destiny of the world…
"Your incompetence knows no limits! Search again until you find it!" the vampire lord shouted, striking a round table with one fist. He was a skinny young man, dressed in the old fashion of the Renaissance. His dark long hair made a strong contrast with his extremely white skin, and his eyes were red like rubies.
"But… but, master" the old servant stammered afraid of his lord. "The mirror doesn't show anything concrete… I mean, it's all blurry here"
Out of patience, the vampire approached his servant from behind, showing his sharp and long fangs. However, when he was about to bite his wrinkled and old neck, the man seemed to have found something in the precious object he was holding. His odd expression said it all.
"Finally, the mirror… is trying to say something" the servant said in a low voice, astonished.
"What does it say, Seamus?" the master wanted to know, his red eyes glowing in excitement.
"There's the image of a creature, my lord" the servant continued. "It might be the one…"
Suddenly, the vampire went crazy and held the old Seamus by the clothes in a very violent way.
"Where?" he shouted, spiting out his saliva over his servant's face.
"Not far away from here… it seems" he answered, wiping out his face with the sleeve of his robe.
"Bring it to me then!" the vampire shouted again, shaking the poor man. "Bring it to me right away!"
"But, the prophecy, my lord…"
"Yes, the prophecy!" the vampire screamed again. "That's precisely why I'm sending you, moron! Now, go!"
"Yes, master…" Seamus replied, being released immediately. He straightened his clothes up and when he was about to leave, he turned to his lord, as if he had forgotten something important.
"You can take Raphael and the others with you" the dark lord said, reading his servant's thoughts easily. "You will make good use of them"
Seamus nodded. He would do anything in the world to please his master, not precisely because he loved him so much, but because he wanted to protect his own life.
To be continued…