New Life, New Me

Chapter 2:

Michael looked at Selene as she slept in the hotel at the edge of a large forest that they had been in the last week. Sighing he looked over the trees. Their relationship was going along nicely and he couldn't have been happier. Of course it helped that they weren't being chased across the world by crazed supposed mythical creatures. The vampires had become disorganized and fallen into confusion with the loss of all three of their elders, fearing that he and Selene would come and slaughter them; they had hurriedly promised peace out of their fear. He snorted, like they were stupid enough to attack the entire coven, even if it was in a weak moment. The lycans had a similar mindset, but Michael had a sneaking suspicion that they still had a leader; the seemed to organized and calm to be leaderless. He frowned at the thought; an unknown and powerful lycan leader was something to worry about.

Turning to look at Selene he smiled, before grabbing a pen and paper and scribbling a note. Putting it on the door to the bedroom so she would see it as she walked out, he went down to the lobby and out through the front doors of the hotel and into the evening air. Deciding that he would just stroll and not hunt tonight, he set off along the side of the road, just enough into the trees that the passing cars couldn't see him, he didn't want the stupid humans honking at him and screaming at him for walking along the road.

After a while he grew bored and started to run down a little used road, pushing his limits on the speed. He loved how fast he could run now he had been turned, the trees whipped by and the dust tore behind him, giving him n extra rush. Just then he saw a car pulled up on the side of the dirt road. Curious, he slowed and snuck up on the car just as a rather large man got out of the car. The man's' eyes were darting up and down the road as if he was worried about being seen, now that really got his attention.

Inching towards the porky man, he watched as he waddled to the boot and opened it up hurriedly. A stench of both dried and fresh blood reached his sensitive nose and he licked his lips, he hadn't fed in a while. Quickly shaking his head to get rid of those thoughts, he frowned, wondering about the source of the smell. What he saw made his eyes bulge. The man had picked up a bundle of bloody rags with little care.

A bundle of rags that was breathing.

"What the hell?" he whispered to nobody, as he watched the man drag the barely alive someone into the trees. Dumping the person unceremoniously onto the ground out of sight from the road he ran or waddled as fast as he could back to his car. The tires crunched and screamed s he slammed on the accelerator and took off into the distance.

Quick as he could, Michael ran up to the body and checked him over. It was a boy, he found, and he looked about 13 or 14. A shock of black raven hair that was matted with dried blood stuck out in every direction was found on his head and a distinctive lightning bolt scar was found under his fringe on his forehead. Michael gnawed on his lip and wondered what to do, while applying as much of his medical skills as could. The boy didn't look like he would live much longer, limbs were quite obviously broken and several ribs were broken as well, one may have punctured his lung even, a quick check proved a cracked skull as well, not to mention the crisscrossing marks on his back that looked suspiciously like he had been whipped, the countless other deep cuts and large bruises that marred the frighteningly skinny frame.

Not coming to a decision, he whipped out his mobile and rang Selene. Fingers tapping the earth beside him he waited for her to pick up, as he was about to give up and try something else, she picked up and snapped "What?"

"Selene!" he gave a small sigh in relief, "I got a problem," he quickly explained the boy's situation.

"How much longer do you think he'll last?" Selene replied in a calm voice. She didn't seem particularly worried.

"I don't know, maybe a few minutes?" It was silent on the other end of the line for a few seconds before Selene replied.

"Bite him."

"What!"

"Bite him."

"How can you be so calm! I can't-"

"You can! I am calm because I don't care whether the kid lives or dies it makes no difference to me. So Bite Him!" she snarled, "Make sure you give him some of your blood to, you don't know whether hybrids turn others like vampires or lycans."

Michael bit his lip again. He couldn't do this! He had never done it before! What if he killed the boy? What if the boy resented him for turning him? What –

"Michael! Hurry up! Are you going to do it or not? Make up your mind!"

He made his decision. Bending down he bared his teeth and sunk them into the flesh of the unknown boys' shoulder. He tasted the blood and moaned, it was so good! The boys' blood tasted better than he had ever had before. He had trouble stopping himself. Struggling he drew away with blood drbbling down his chin. Biting down and drawing blood on his wrist he brought it to the boys' mouth and let the blood fall into his mouth. The boy, unresponsive until now, moaned but otherwise remained unconscious.

"I did it." He whispered to Selene once he had drawn his arm away.

"I'll get ready for him" she replied quietly. And with that she hung up and left him with the boy.

Looking back at him, Michael noticed a slight flush across the boys cheeks, the only sign he was improving. Gathering him in his arms, one arm under the knees and the other behind his shoulders he let the boy rest his head against his chest. Checking he was secured he ran back to the hotel.

Selene sighed as she gathered more blankets from the cupboard to put on the couch. A new person was coming into her life. She didn't let people in easily, this boy would have to prove his trustworthiness or she wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet in his head. She was worried as well, but tried to deny it. Oh no, she wasn't worried about the boy, she was worried it would put a stain or even come between her and Michaels'' relationship. Selene had never had someone this close to her before, the only person that had taken an interest in her was Kraven, but she definitely wasn't interested. To be honest, even though she had lived some 600 years, she hadn't had a serious relationship, so she was worried. She didn't want to lose Michael. He had only realized how little she let people in after he had been living with her for years.

She curled her lip, she would give this boy a chance, but only because of Michael. If he dared mess anything up, he wouldn't live to see the light off day ever again.

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