Rhea: I know: another one. but Nika inspired me and my memory stick is missing soooo... that popped up XD I soooooooorrryyyyyy!!!!!!
Freddy: -sweatdroping- you are utterly hopeless...
Kaira: -sighs- Freddy... I'm ashamed to say 'I agree'...
Rhea: SHUT UP OR I'LL KICK YOU BOTH OUT! -turns bak to reader- Enjoy!
Deep, sticky, crimson fluid flowed down her temple as she pushed herself off of the ground and brought herself to her knees. Her rasp, shortened breathing echoed in her thoughts, planning her next move. She followed her pray carefully, like a lioness about the catch her dinner. She lifted herself to her feet swiftly and silently. She was in a standstill with her enemy; her nemesis plotting and feeling the same. "Selene, you and I both know this can't go on much longer. Soon the sun will rise and we'll both be burnt to cinders; there's no winning down that path, and I refuse to follow it."
Selene had not told her friend of the blood that was given to her by the late Alexander Corvinus. She gave a small grin and withdrew, "agreed." The other girl fell on her ass carelessly; wiping the sweat and blood from her forehead. The girl had waist long, wavy, deep red hair pulled back in a loose, falling apart bun that stuck loosely to her sweaty body. She was fairly built, more so than Selene, and slightly paler. She had light grey eyes outlined thickly with darker grey. She rested her arms against her knees and sighed, putting away her Sais. Selene did the same with her Sais; a gift given to them far too many years back to count. They practiced with them often; even though Selene preferred the newly styled guns, the red haired girl fought gracefully and skillfully with her Sais alone.
"Allegra…" Selene nearly trailed off, "We have company." Selene stared into the mystic, endless night forest. Allegra felt the presence of others as well as she stood up once again; whatever tension that had risen between the two friends vanished as a good number of figures appeared in the distance. Selene moved to her friend's side, ready to grab the gun that was belted to her thigh.
Seven men and a woman appeared in the clearing, all dressed in the twenty-first century gothic apparel. Drench coats and Leather were littered among the ghastly group. The woman hat multi-died highlights and think, black make-up; she looked rather annoyed and dragged about almost. Two men stood in front of the rest, one with long, curly, dark brown hair that was down below the man's shoulders. His slightly ripped, faded drench coat was open revealing another ripped, black shirt and black combat-like pants that also had a few tears. His combat boots were muddy. The other had slightly shorter, dirty blonde hair that was messy in its combed fashion, covering half his face. He was wearing a loose, black leather jacket with studs, a dark grey shirt, and muddy, bloody, ripped jeans that looked like they were sagging even with the black studded belt holding it firmly to his waist. The rest of the group had similar clothing with fishnet here and there, and chains.
The brown haired man's open cloak revealed a round of UV bullets missing their fellow weapon. The blue glow revealed a gaped wound to the right of the man's abs. Allegra's eyes searched and studied this man for what felt like hours and hours but was only a few seconds. She then looked over the blond with the same manner; he had barely a scratch on him compared to the brunette man. She glanced back at the UV round. Lycans! Her thoughts hissed. She glanced at Selene who was holding back the tension all throughout her body. She had spotted the UV round as well. Allegra looked at the blonde and brunette with no emotion or sign of recognition.
The Brunette looked over to his blonde comrade tiredly; the blonde returned the look with more respect. The brunette looked back at the outnumbered women, mainly looking at Allegra. He grinned slightly, "Heard you guys were on our side," He said, placing his hands together in front of him, resting them against his hips. He looked to Selene, "You're Selene if I've heard correctly?"
Selene kept her posture calm, collected, yet strict; she raised her chin slightly staring into the Brunette's eyes, "That all depends on your purpose for being here."
"That's rich," the brunette remarked then sighed. He pulled the hair out of his eyes, "I was sent to check in on Michael; Singe survived your coven's little intrusion and wishes to know how Michael is doing."
Allegra looked to her friend. "What does it matter to him?" Selene asked sternly.
"He's a curious little bastard, how else am I supposed to explain his request?" The brunette replied with annoyance.
"Tell me why he sent you," Selene demanded.
The lycan growled and pulled back his coat revealing more of his deeply embedded wound, "Singe refuses to pull out the silver bullet entwined in my spleen until I get news on Michael." He remarked nastily.
"Silver?" Allegra repeated with obvious confusion. Shouldn't he be dead then?
"Is there an echo in this damned forest?" The brunette growled at her.
Selene cut off Allegra from reacting, "Why did he send so many of you?" She intended to get every detail from the group she could.
"Didn't you know?" The blonde replied for the brunette, "There are thousands of vampires who line this whole forest, they're waiting for you. We barely snuck past them; no doubt a few rouges followed us, or, at least, are trying to."
"No. We didn't know that," Selene replied after a moment. "You'll be enlightened to know that Michael is just fine."
"May we speak with him?" The brunette asked.
"Give me your names, shall I need to find you in the future, and I'll consider it," Selene answered with strict resonance.
"If it will put you more at ease; I am Sinclair," the brunette introduced himself formally. Then he motioned to the blonde to his right, "and this is Zevi." The blonde mock bowed as Sinclair continued. "The rest of us have come to help with your bat problem shall they tempt us as it is obvious that they have."
Selene looked to Allegra as Allegra returned the look with no emotion. Selene looked back to Sinclair and the other lycans. "Keep up with us while you tell us more about these vampires," Selene turned and led the way down a beaten path but stopped and turned back. "Just the two whose names are known, the others shall stay here until your return," Selene announced the step of precaution.
"You don't need to worry about us, we're on the same side, remember?" Sinclair tried to reassure Michael's protector and lover.
"You and your gang will listen to my instruction or you'll never get anywhere near Michael; do I make myself clear?!" Selene tried to withhold her emotions.
"Yes, ma'am," Zevi replied, nodding to the group of lycans behind him and pushing Sinclair ahead onto the path. "In fact, I'll stay here and make sure the rest of the group doesn't move from this clearing," Zevi smiled at Allegra who was watching the group carefully, next to Selene on the path.
"Very well," Selene said, gesturing for Allegra to lead the way. Allegra moved with graceful, careful, and swift steps down the path; her quick paces making it almost hard for Sinclair to keep up.
"Allegra," Selene called to her friend a few good paces ahead, "go to the camp, Michael said he wouldn't leave there until we returned."
"Gotcha," Allegra replied in the modern slang as she continued down the path.
After a few moments, two unearthly screeches were heard. High, growling screeches that stopped Allegra dead in her tracks, staring dead ahead, towards the camp. Selene ran to Allegra's side in time to count out seven gun shots and another scream. Sinclair was now to Allegra's immediate right. Allegra ignored him as she looked to Selene catching Selene's eyes. Selene stared at her friend, terrified to think of the few possible things that may have happened. Allegra knew immediately that Selene was thinking about Michael and his safety.
"Michael!" Sinclair beat the both of them to breathe out the name of the man they were all worried about. Selene looked like she was going to burst into a sprint for the camp but another yell caused her to stay put.
"SELENE!" Michael's voice rang behind them as rustling was heard and a dark figure was seen charging towards them. The three turned to see Michael jump down off of a ledge, stopping himself from running into his beloved Selene. He tried to catch his breath, "Vampires… lots of them… they… tore up the camp… I was just coming back when I spotted them and I tried to go find you, but you weren't in the clearing you two went to last night… They're all over the place, Selene…"
"Calm down, Michael; how many exactly?" Selene said, glancing about.
"Too many to count," Michael replied then looked at Sinclair. "Who's this?"
"Sinclair, Singe sent him to find you; I think he's hiding something even though he put up a helplessly believable plea when we met." Selene gave Sinclair suspicious glance, "Let's go, we have to get out of this forest." She started back down the trail at a power walk speed. Michael followed soundlessly.
"Selene!" Allegra yelled as she caught up, "There isn't enough time; the vampires will have to leave long before dawn."
Selene and stopped to her friend's desperate voice. To think I almost forgot Allegra was just a vampire… Selene thought to herself. "Then let's meet up with the other lycans and we can find somewhere saf-Allegra?" Selene turned to face her friend but she was gone; and so was Sinclair.
"Shit…" Selene and Michael whispered at the same time. Selene looked at Michael who had whispered for another reason, "Selene, we have another problem." He pointed to three immensely built, African-American vampires coming their way.
Was this too short?