Chapter 11
The Plan Begins
2003
He was mortal once again. He awoke with a start and found himself underneath the full moon, on the cliff where he had shared his intimate encounter with Lilah. He heard soft, musical laughter in his ear and rolled over and saw the red-haired vixen smiling at him. "Soren!" she whispered in a singsong voice.
Soren smiled and surged up, covering her body with his. "Lilah, my angel, my precious, my-" shaking his head, lost for words, Soren smiled and nuzzled her throat tenderly.
Lilah let out a little moan of pleasure and happiness. Her back arched off the ground. Soren caught her mouth with his own: and the couple shared a long, passionate kiss. Lilah moaned again and Soren deepened the kiss, his tongue pushing past her lips to explore her mouth. He began to softly grind his body against hers.
Lilah pulled away and panted seductively in his ear, "Soren." Soren's brown eyes looked into her emerald ones as he raised his head to look down on her. Lilah's hands slid down the smooth, pale skin on his back and Soren bent back down towards her mouth when a sudden loud thud jolted him form his dream, forcing him to leave behind the utopia he had just been sharing with Lilah on the cliff.
Soren jerked awake. Lying bare-chested on a leather couch, Soren's body was drenched with perspiration. A knock sounded at the door, the sound that had awoken Soren from his intimate dream. "Soren?" a deep male's voice called. "Are you in there?" The doorknob jiggled as the vampire tried to open the door.
"What do you want?" Soren demanded gruffly.
"Lord Kraven wants to see you."
Abandoning all thoughts of his dream, Soren leapt to his feet. He had once been Viktor's personal bodyguard, now he was Kraven's. Once, one of the mighty Death Dealers, loyal to Viktor, Soren had switched his loyalties, and working with a group of hand picked Death Dealers formally loyal to Viktor, Soren and his squad acted as bodyguards, loyal to Kraven only. When his regent summoned him, Soren loyally responded.
Throwing on a black t-shirt and a leather jacket, Soren crossed over to the door and yanked it open. Waiting outside was a vampire recently initiated into Soren's squad. His name was Tobiaus, if Soren recalled correctly. Soren pushed past the lower ranking vampires and marched down to Kraven's room.
When he arrived he pushed open the door and strode inside, Tobiaus hurrying in behind him. Several vampires were already inside as well as two of Kraven's adoring servant girls. Soren recognized one of the girls as Erika, a slender blonde whom was madly in love with Kraven. She was seated on a leather chair with her legs dangling over one of the arms and a lit cigarette clutched between her dainty fingers. She gazed at Soren and Tobiaus with her large blue eyes before she turned away, clearly uninterested. Soren likewise paid the love sick little servant scarcely any attention. He stood before Kraven's desk, "My lord?" Soren asked gruffly.
Kraven raised his head from the many papers that were strewn across his desk, "Ah yes Soren," he said seeing his protective overseer, "I want you to... what?" he suddenly asked looking around Soren and at the doorway.
Soren turned and saw three beaming vampiresses. Servant girls: judging from their cheap, flimsy outfits. All three were giggling amongst themselves as though over the moon at delivering a personal message to the regent of the coven. Soren spied Erika out the corner of his eye sit up and glare aggressively at the three other servant girls. Soren sneered; Erika's devotion to Kraven was hopeless. Every vampire in the coven knew that Kraven was deeply smitten with the Death Dealer, Selene. However like Erika's hopeless infatuation, so was Kraven's, for Selene was focused on being a Death Dealer and it was a common fact that she loathed Kraven and his infatuation with her.
The three servant girls: Rachel, Mya and Lily, trembled with excitement as they spoke.
"Kahn wants to see you-" Rachel began
"-Down in the weapons room-" Mya continued
"-He said it's urgent," Lily concluded.
With their message delivered the three women shared another group giggle before scurrying away.
Kraven sighed impatiently and strode from behind his desk. Soren and his squad waited until their regent had passed before they and the adoring servant girls marched out after him.
Thundering down the staircase, they passed through the salon. Vampires of both sexes wearing expensive clothing and jewelry sat around the room gossiping. They turned to watch the group as they stormed down to the weapons room. They stormed inside and blanched as Kahn held up a strange blue glowing bullet. "We have a problem," Kahn stated gravelly.
X Lycans den
Two huge lycans snapped and clawed at each other. Blood and flesh fell upon the crowd who were watching the entertaining battle in their human guise. The lycans wearing their human faces cheered and egged on the ferociously fighting male lycans. Banging bottles of alcohol down upon the concrete floor, the humanoid lycans cheered on the bloody entertainment.
Lilah watched from the shadows shaking her head in disgust. Lilah worked in the armory. She was the lycans weapons dealer. After one hundred and fourteen years studying weapons: Lilah had an infinite knowledge of all weapons, great and small. The smell of the transformed lycans and humanoid lycans unwashed bodies invaded Lilah's strong nose and made her gag and recoil. Lilah was sophisticated and stylish for a lycan. She cared about her appearance. God this place is no better then the damn mine! She thought savagely. She held a shotgun in her hands. She had heard the lycans snarls and the humanoid lycans excited cheering and had come rushing out to investigate, still carrying the shotgun.
Lucian sidled up beside her and shook his head in disdain. Lilah smirked and turned to face Lucian, "What did you expect?" she drawled sarcastically. "They're all animals. They should all be thrown out onto the streets to deal with Death Dealers. That would teach them!" she chuckled and looked back at the dreary spectacle.
Lucian looked at her, his brows knitted together. Lilah was a very bitter female in Lucian's opinion. Granted she was a good fighter and had great knowledge of weapons but she was still very cold. In all the time that she had spent living with Lucian and the other lycans, she had never shared her life story with them. She is mysterious, Lucian thought. And I've never seen her without that vial around her neck. I guess we share something in common there. She's never without her pendant and I'm never without Sonja's. A flash of grief rocked Lucian's heart and he fingered the pendant mournfully.
Lilah looked back at Lucian and saw the look on his handsome face. She knew, clearly, the tragic story of Lucian and Sonja's forbidden romance. "Soon you'll avenge her," she said tenderly. "Your plan will fall into place soon but for now you'd better knock your soldiers down a peg. They should be saving their energy for the vampires, not using it up to fight each other."
Lucian nodded wearily and took the shotgun from Lilah. He raised the shotgun and fired it. BANG! The roar of the firearm startled the lycans. Human and canine eyes turned upon Lucian and Lilah who strolled through the crowd. The two fighting lycans changed before their eyes.
Pierce and Taylor bowed their heads to Lucian, ashamed. Lucian glared around at the lycans. "You're acting like a pack of rabid dogs!" he snapped.
Lilah laughed, her laughter very cold and frigid. Pierce glared at her murderously but Lilah simply sneered back at him, her eyes sparkling with glee and malice as Lucian scolded the lycans. "That gentleman simply will not do. Not if you expect to defeat the vampires on their own ground. Not if you expect to survive at all." He looked directly at Pierce and Taylor before barking: "Pierce! Taylor! Put some clothes on will you?" He turned and swept out of the crowded room, still clutching the gun.
Lilah looked around sneering before adding in a falsely innocent tone, "Small wonder the vampires consider themselves superior to us. Guess I have you lot to thank for that," she giggled and flounced away after Lucian.
They're all in incompetent, she told herself. But once Lucian's plan falls into place I won't have to worry about them ever again. That thought sent spirals of glee throughout her body. Soon she would never have to care about any of the lycans ever again.