A/N – Alright people…due to popular demand I'll try and continue with my stories…just remember Rome wasn't built in a day. But I guess I am over due for an update. Though please note I'm going to have my exams really soon now. But I have at least started on these chapters…again, sorry. Another note. EVERYONE thank Hunny1bug101 for getting my back to writing. this chapter and the next chapter is dedicated to her. enjoy.

P.S. - sorry for getting the chapters mixed up. and don't worry, more will be coming..hopefully *fingers crossed*

Italics - thoughts

The journey to the underground lair of the lycans was silent. As the roaring of the van's engine continued on throughout the travel Lucian's thoughts were racing with thoughts. Finally they captured their target. The elusive, Morgan Voros.

She had better worth all the trouble….

Cautiously Lucian glanced into the back, checking she was still in her sedated stated. Morgan was still lying on the cold dirty floor of the van, with the cloudy, distant look in her dilated pupils. To Lucian's well tuned ears he could hear her steady yet shallow breathing. It was a sign that she was still well sedated. But, like animals. One can never be too careful. In one minute the drugged little vixen could lash out, despite the sedative pumping through her veins. It was human instinct - Fight to survive and no matter how long humans tried to domesticate them-selves, the instinct would still be present…

Personally Lucian didn't know why humans were trying so hard to civilise them-selves so much. It was natural. And everyone knows you can't fight nature and win, eventually Mother Nature will kick your ass.

Lucian snapped out of his thoughts when the van jerked to a halt at the alley way, which lead to their lycan nest, deep in the bowls of the city. Two of the lycan males quickly lifted up the man hole lid and offered for their leader to go down first. But he declined, noting the rest of the males were staring uneasily at Morgan, with a glint in their eyes Lucian had never seen

Lust…

The men hadn't been around a female since their turning, which had been years ago. Lucian could only growl inwardly at the lack of self control in his men.

With clenching teeth Lucian stalked forward and snatched Morgan from the rough, kneading hands of his underlings, much to their disappointment. While ignoring the shines of his men and with her limp form hoisted on his shoulder he jumped into the man made hole, and straight into the bowels of the concrete earth. With eager speed Lucian stalked through the numerous tunnels of the underground, before finally arriving at the Lycan's den main strong hold. With Morgan still partly limp in his arms he quickly laid her upon the cool steel table of the Lycan, Singe's make shift lab.

"Singe!" Lucian bellowed, as he tightly strapped Morgan's thin wrists and ankles down, securely holding her in place as a thin, sickly like figure of man approach with curious eyes.

But soon the pale eyes of Singe widened with joy. "Ah, I see the hunt was finally successful." He sneered sickeningly as he strolled to the table, over looking his latest specimen with great interest. "She had better be worth the trouble"

"We have already tested the blood. She's positive. So let's not beat around the bloody bush and commence with transfusion" Commanded Lucian, as he shadowed Singe's footsteps.

But Singe was taking his sweet time, slowly extracting blood from a vein in Morgan's arm. He ignored Lucian's impatient grunts as he tested droplets of blood in different solutions of chemicals before finally nodding his head in satisfaction.

"She is positive and fit for the transfusion"

Sarcastically Lucian forced a smile. "Now that we both agree, proceed with the blasted transfusion!"

The bellow echoes throughout the entire underground den, causing many to flinch at the raging vibrations of their leader's voice.

The transfusion had to work. So many test subjects had died, leaving little, if not any clues as to the secret of the key element Lucian needed for his plans to succeed. But then lady luck smiled upon him, delivering a curious bunch of scientific minds whom were studying the mysterious of blood genes. The humans had helped his cause greatly, but they were so naïve. All Lucian had to do was throw on a white lab coat and create a fake ID and he was able to walk freely among them, secretly copying their research and feeding it to Singe to change and alter to better fit their cause. But the humans had more to offer to Lucian, which he was not expecting.

A human couple had presented their infant daughter to him one night, hoping he'd watch her for a few minutes. She was a cute, yet sickly child, constantly hooked up to medical support and IV stands. But that never stopped her playful childish charm. With wild red curls and big ice blue, doe like eyes, the girl could capture anyone's heart...even a Lycan's.

But the girl was naive like her parents, and openly told Lucian of her unfortunate blood 'defect'. Their small conversation made Lucian wonder. Would the girl be of assistance? Of course she was far too young at the time to be old any use. But now…

Lucian slowly turned away from Singe as he prepared a large number of labelled syringes, filled with inhuman red liquids, each somehow a different shade of crimson. With steady steps Lucian neared the medical table Morgan was on and silently looked on. She was all grown up now. So sickly pale, which only brought out her fiery red locks more. Her misty pupils were now only beginning to recover, regaining their ice blue coloration.

Morgan was no longer the little girl he knew so long ago. He almost felt ashamed, conducting such a life threatening on her. But he shook his head slightly, ridding him-self of those thoughts. Sacrifices must be made. Lord knows Lucian had sacrificed so much already. His whole body twitched, remembering the pain in which was inflicted upon him. And that pain made him strong.

"Vampires!" roared a fellow lycan, not too far from the den. Soon the whole lair filled with hisses and enraged roars of Lycans. And not too far off was the un-mistakable wailing of vampires. Ready for blood and a good old fashion fight.

Instantly Lucian snapped out of his thoughts and bared his fangs at that single word. Singe froze in place, looking at Lucian with eyes asking what to do.

Only one thing came to Lucian's mind.

"Proceed as planned. We can't risk losing this one" He snarled viscously "Do not let anyone in, or out of here"

With that he rushed out of the lab, slamming the steel door shut. Singe quickly sealed the door shut with large locks and bolts, securely locking him-self and Morgan in…alone.

Alone…A-lo-ne…ALONE !

Something came over Singe…something strange and new. A feeling deep inside his gut, that sent a thrilling sing to his groin.

Slowly he turned back to Morgan with a nervous smile and wandering eyes. She was truly a lovely specimen, yet it was a pity she was hidden amongst layers of clothes.

After her transformation, she won't need clothes…

Singe thought, trying to reason with him-self. She was so young, and beautiful, and he was withering and lonely. With a slow lick of his lips he took a pair of surgeon scissors and began slowly cutting away her clothing, piece by piece. It reminded him of unwrapping a present. And he couldn't wait for what treasures which laid in wait. Ever so gently he slipped her pieces of t-shirt and jeans aside, and for a moment, he admired her black lace under-wear. The shy, yet revealing panties, hugging her hips and thighs, and not to mention the soft and plump backside of young Morgan only hastened Signe stingy arousal.

"Oh miss Morgan. How you tempt me…"

Carefully Signe slide the cool metal scissors against Morgan's pale smooth skin, cutting the black material of her breasts and panties.

Soon the beautiful mortal was fully naked under his gaze, and Singe was shaking with lust. She truly was flawless. And when the transformation was completely, she would be perfect.

He couldn't help him-self. He was weak. Slowly, his bone frail hand eased forward, reaching for her mess of curls. And that's when he noticed something

Morgan was awake

Staring at him in horror. Before he had a chance to calm her she screamed. It nearly pierced his sensitive ear drums.

But in the steel sealed off lab, no one could hear her… And no one could save her

But soon, the tables would turn, and soon, there would be no one to save Singe...from Morgan.

A/N – alright. Abit short I know. Sorry. And the real action is in the next chapter. I promise. I want to say thank you to hunny1bug101 for giving me a good kick in the butt to get my act in gear and start getting back to the story. Wait till the next chapter. Thanks