pbBLOOD FIRE/b
pDisclaimer- I don't own Underworld, the original ideas or the characters [except those I made up myself in my delusional mind], but I do own this story which I made up, which is the closest thing that comes to owning Underworld.
p[As this is my first fanfic ever I'm not sure whether this is classed as an AU fic or not but I don't think so. Please review to help me to improve, all suggestions are welcome^^]
pChapter 1
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pSelene glanced around the underground tunnels slowly, in a state of shock. Before her was a bloody puddle containing the lifeless body of her once mentor and father, Victor. The silver sword held in her hand feel loudly to the ground as she collapsed to the ground overwhelmed with emotion.
"Selene" Michael whispered as he placed a human hand upon her shoulder, "we must go". Selene slowly focused again on the world that surrounding her, pushing away her grief as she had so often done in her life and stood up. A quick scan of the area informed her of no immortal presence beside hers and the now human hybrid beside her. This surprised her as their battle with Victor seemed to draw both vampires and lycans alike. She shook her head quickly, mentally complaining to herself for losing concentration again on the task at hand. "We need to leave Michael, we'll be hunted by both sides soon…" "I know" "Let's go" she said as she gave on last glance at the world of war she had only known, then made her way out with Michael to a new life.
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pThe change came over him again as the scent of blood and fear filled him. Obsidian eyes glared beneath long black hair and sharp claws extended from dirty hands. The distinct sound of popping could be heard as his shoulders and back broadened and skin turned an iridescent blue. Michael growled fiercely as he charged into the fight flinging death dealers aside as he raced to join Raze who was locked in battle with the Elder Marcus.
Raze panted loudly, blood pouring down his lycan form as he slowly backed away from the hybrid Elder. He was well aware that he was no match for him even unchanged but the need to revenge the death of his brother Arrain who was killed by Marcus during his reign before the lycans revolt. Arrain accidentally feel asleep during a watch on the castle and Marcus felt it his duty to make an example of him to his fellow lycans that those did not respect and obey a vampires command would suffer. Raze had suffered watching his younger brother being whipped with silver. His brother was finally released after being dealt 100 lashes but he later died as his body could not tolerate the silver that it had been subjected to. He was only 16 years old. Raze roared, channelling his anger through his body as he ejected the silver bullets from his hide. He was just about to renew his attack when Michael stood before him blocking him. The fully changed hybrid indicated to leave this fight to him and Raze grudgingly accepted, then charged off to join his pack in the fray against the Death Dealers.
"Well if it isn't the lycan pet!" Marcus sneered, "I thought those lycan dogs were the lowest you could get but to actually work for them is worse. What's it like being lower than filth, vermin?" "Why don't you answer that yourself as you share their blood too and I'm no ones pet you stinking Elder" Michael growled back as he launched himself towards the changing vampire. Hybrid claws dug into hybrid flesh as the two change hybrids violently lashed out with claws and teeth ripping deep gashes. The Elder backed up as his now shredded robes hung on his form inhibiting his movements. Michael pressed his advantage letting loose a feral growl as he swung his claws into his opponents' unprotected neck and with his enormous strength hooked his finger deep into the torn flesh and flung him into the concrete wall of the tunnel system enjoying the sound of bones breaking. As the vampire fell to the floor Michael picked up the hybrid and sunk his fangs deep into the almost healed flesh causing Marcus to give a violent hiss at the pain of being bitten.
The pack howled around them sensing their victory as the Death Dealers fell to their claws and teeth. Michael continued to drain the Elder, feeling the life beneath his fingers weaken. The thought that soon this war would be over strengthen his resolve and he began to rip the flesh beneath his claws in an attempt to speed up the death of Marcus.
Rounds of gun fire burst through his thoughts as New Death Dealers rushed into the scene of the battle. Marcus sensing his attackers lose of concentration desperately heaved the hybrid off clasping a hand to his bloodied neck in an attempt at stemming the flow. Having lost his advantage and the realisation that the pack and him were now outnumbered and exhausted from previous fighting Michael released a feral growl and signalled for a retreat, while Marcus recovered behind the protection of cover fire from the vampires as they herded him to safety.
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pOutside Michael, Raze, Malik and Dare speed down the empty streets of Budapest in a black car placing as much distance between them and the vampires now regrouping at the Underground. The pack had broken up to making tracking them harder as they made their way back to the new den of the lycans. It was nearly 100 years ago that Victor had had been killed and the first hybrid created but the war Lucien wished to finish still raged. Michael sighed in frustration at this useless fight between the two races. "Some day this will all end," he whispered to himself as he stared at the dark buildings rushing by.
Sharply turning a corner Michael slammed the brakes on as a figure clad in black appeared before them. The car hit the girl on the road as the momentum and the wet slippery road caused it to skid. As the car came to a halt Michael swung open the door to go check if she was alright. Raze and the others reluctantly followed walking over to where Michael stood. "She's unconscious and her arms broken", he said as he stated at her limp form with long black hair cascading over the road, "She needs medical attention". "Are you stupid Michael! We can't afford to make a detour to drop her to the hospital if that's what you're thinking. The Bloods will be on our tail soon, we need to leave her." Raze growled. "We'll just have to take her with us. I can't leave her out here unconscious" Michael said as he bent to lift her up. The girls' neck lay prone in his arms revealing two bloody puncture wounds in her neck. Raze growled threateningly at her as Malik with drew his gun to fire. "What do you think you're doing!" He yelled blocking her from view with his body. "What do you think we're doing" Dare said also extracting his gun levelling his UV bullets at her, "She's a blood, a newly turned one in fact and I'll be damned if I let any blood go willingly!" "She doesn't even know of this war or of immortals yet" Michael roared, "She probley escaped from the one who turned her unwillingly. Look she doesn't even have the vampire scent yet and she's still warm! You will not harm her or I'm out of here." Michael glared at the lycans until they grudgingly accepted. Still wary of their compliance he sat in the back of the car with the girl on his lap as Dare drove to the Den. "I hope you can survive the den" he thought to himself realising that it would be hard for her to be accepted, "But it's a step in the direction to peace…"
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pDisclaimer- I don't own Underworld, the original ideas or the characters [except those I made up myself in my delusional mind], but I do own this story which I made up, which is the closest thing that comes to owning Underworld.
p[As this is my first fanfic ever I'm not sure whether this is classed as an AU fic or not but I don't think so. Please review to help me to improve, all suggestions are welcome^^]
pChapter 1
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pSelene glanced around the underground tunnels slowly, in a state of shock. Before her was a bloody puddle containing the lifeless body of her once mentor and father, Victor. The silver sword held in her hand feel loudly to the ground as she collapsed to the ground overwhelmed with emotion.
"Selene" Michael whispered as he placed a human hand upon her shoulder, "we must go". Selene slowly focused again on the world that surrounding her, pushing away her grief as she had so often done in her life and stood up. A quick scan of the area informed her of no immortal presence beside hers and the now human hybrid beside her. This surprised her as their battle with Victor seemed to draw both vampires and lycans alike. She shook her head quickly, mentally complaining to herself for losing concentration again on the task at hand. "We need to leave Michael, we'll be hunted by both sides soon…" "I know" "Let's go" she said as she gave on last glance at the world of war she had only known, then made her way out with Michael to a new life.
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pThe change came over him again as the scent of blood and fear filled him. Obsidian eyes glared beneath long black hair and sharp claws extended from dirty hands. The distinct sound of popping could be heard as his shoulders and back broadened and skin turned an iridescent blue. Michael growled fiercely as he charged into the fight flinging death dealers aside as he raced to join Raze who was locked in battle with the Elder Marcus.
Raze panted loudly, blood pouring down his lycan form as he slowly backed away from the hybrid Elder. He was well aware that he was no match for him even unchanged but the need to revenge the death of his brother Arrain who was killed by Marcus during his reign before the lycans revolt. Arrain accidentally feel asleep during a watch on the castle and Marcus felt it his duty to make an example of him to his fellow lycans that those did not respect and obey a vampires command would suffer. Raze had suffered watching his younger brother being whipped with silver. His brother was finally released after being dealt 100 lashes but he later died as his body could not tolerate the silver that it had been subjected to. He was only 16 years old. Raze roared, channelling his anger through his body as he ejected the silver bullets from his hide. He was just about to renew his attack when Michael stood before him blocking him. The fully changed hybrid indicated to leave this fight to him and Raze grudgingly accepted, then charged off to join his pack in the fray against the Death Dealers.
"Well if it isn't the lycan pet!" Marcus sneered, "I thought those lycan dogs were the lowest you could get but to actually work for them is worse. What's it like being lower than filth, vermin?" "Why don't you answer that yourself as you share their blood too and I'm no ones pet you stinking Elder" Michael growled back as he launched himself towards the changing vampire. Hybrid claws dug into hybrid flesh as the two change hybrids violently lashed out with claws and teeth ripping deep gashes. The Elder backed up as his now shredded robes hung on his form inhibiting his movements. Michael pressed his advantage letting loose a feral growl as he swung his claws into his opponents' unprotected neck and with his enormous strength hooked his finger deep into the torn flesh and flung him into the concrete wall of the tunnel system enjoying the sound of bones breaking. As the vampire fell to the floor Michael picked up the hybrid and sunk his fangs deep into the almost healed flesh causing Marcus to give a violent hiss at the pain of being bitten.
The pack howled around them sensing their victory as the Death Dealers fell to their claws and teeth. Michael continued to drain the Elder, feeling the life beneath his fingers weaken. The thought that soon this war would be over strengthen his resolve and he began to rip the flesh beneath his claws in an attempt to speed up the death of Marcus.
Rounds of gun fire burst through his thoughts as New Death Dealers rushed into the scene of the battle. Marcus sensing his attackers lose of concentration desperately heaved the hybrid off clasping a hand to his bloodied neck in an attempt at stemming the flow. Having lost his advantage and the realisation that the pack and him were now outnumbered and exhausted from previous fighting Michael released a feral growl and signalled for a retreat, while Marcus recovered behind the protection of cover fire from the vampires as they herded him to safety.
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pOutside Michael, Raze, Malik and Dare speed down the empty streets of Budapest in a black car placing as much distance between them and the vampires now regrouping at the Underground. The pack had broken up to making tracking them harder as they made their way back to the new den of the lycans. It was nearly 100 years ago that Victor had had been killed and the first hybrid created but the war Lucien wished to finish still raged. Michael sighed in frustration at this useless fight between the two races. "Some day this will all end," he whispered to himself as he stared at the dark buildings rushing by.
Sharply turning a corner Michael slammed the brakes on as a figure clad in black appeared before them. The car hit the girl on the road as the momentum and the wet slippery road caused it to skid. As the car came to a halt Michael swung open the door to go check if she was alright. Raze and the others reluctantly followed walking over to where Michael stood. "She's unconscious and her arms broken", he said as he stated at her limp form with long black hair cascading over the road, "She needs medical attention". "Are you stupid Michael! We can't afford to make a detour to drop her to the hospital if that's what you're thinking. The Bloods will be on our tail soon, we need to leave her." Raze growled. "We'll just have to take her with us. I can't leave her out here unconscious" Michael said as he bent to lift her up. The girls' neck lay prone in his arms revealing two bloody puncture wounds in her neck. Raze growled threateningly at her as Malik with drew his gun to fire. "What do you think you're doing!" He yelled blocking her from view with his body. "What do you think we're doing" Dare said also extracting his gun levelling his UV bullets at her, "She's a blood, a newly turned one in fact and I'll be damned if I let any blood go willingly!" "She doesn't even know of this war or of immortals yet" Michael roared, "She probley escaped from the one who turned her unwillingly. Look she doesn't even have the vampire scent yet and she's still warm! You will not harm her or I'm out of here." Michael glared at the lycans until they grudgingly accepted. Still wary of their compliance he sat in the back of the car with the girl on his lap as Dare drove to the Den. "I hope you can survive the den" he thought to himself realising that it would be hard for her to be accepted, "But it's a step in the direction to peace…"
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