"So come on, your place is by my side." Kraven reached out his hand for
me, but there is no way in hell that I would ever go with him. Besides I
couldn't leave Michael like this, gasping for breath with his veins pulsing
with the silver nitrate Kraven had shot him with. I have never hated the
vampire as much as I did at this moment. "So be it." With that Kraven
pointed the gun in his hand, the same gun that caused the state Michael was
in now. I can't help but wonder why I care about what happens to a Lycan,
so much so that I've given up the family I've had for over a century. My
life, my mission all gone when he entered my world. The very species I've
dedicated the better part of my life to destroying, is the very one I've
been trying to save these past 42 hours. And the question that runs
through my mind is why? And for what? Nothing, he's dying anyway and I
couldn't do a thing to save him. I should've known Kraven was waiting
behind that door. I should've done something, jumped in front of the
bullet, it would've hurt like hell, but it wouldn't kill me, not the way
it's killing him. I look into his face, gasping and struggling to survive.
I just wish I could help him.
Kraven's gun aims at Michael and I feel a tightness in my chest, I wait for the shot, but it doesn't come. I look over to find Lucian, still alive, and ready to risk his last breath to save Michael. Kraven tries again to shoot Michael, but only to find himself with a knife in the leg. I inwardly chuckle at his pain and look over at Lucian. Who would've thought that the only people that I could trust would be Lycans?
"Bite him" Lucian's strained plea reaches my ear and it takes a moment for it to sink in. Singe's words come back to me "Half Lycan, half Vampire, but stronger than both." Lucian wanted to make Michael a hybrid, an abomination. It took me all of one second to decide what to do, it was the only thing I could to save him. Now was my chance. I lift his head and lower mine. I open my mouth and let my fangs dip into his neck.
I'd never tasted human blood, until this moment. The silver tainted fluid enters my mouth and I pull him closer to me. I'm not sure of how much to take, I'm not even sure if this will help, but I keep going. I feel like the leaches used back before I was turned. Sucking the infected blood out so he can survive.
Suddenly I'm pulled away from him and am hurled through the air and land in a heap on the cold hard ground. I look up to see Viktor, my once mentor and father figure, holding Michael by the throat. At first I'm enraged and force back the urge to charge him and make him let go of Michael. Then I remember what it was my bite was supposed to do. I look at him and now fight the urge to smirk, it had worked. His silver veins were disappearing and he looks much stronger than he did a few moments ago. A wave of relief washes over me and for a moment all that matters is that he's going to be ok. I'm not even thinking of the repercussions my action will inevitably cause, or what exactly it is that Michael will become. All of that is pushed aside and one thing runs through my mind.
Kraven was right about one thing, I am infatuated with Michael, the man, the Lycan and now the Hybrid.
Kraven's gun aims at Michael and I feel a tightness in my chest, I wait for the shot, but it doesn't come. I look over to find Lucian, still alive, and ready to risk his last breath to save Michael. Kraven tries again to shoot Michael, but only to find himself with a knife in the leg. I inwardly chuckle at his pain and look over at Lucian. Who would've thought that the only people that I could trust would be Lycans?
"Bite him" Lucian's strained plea reaches my ear and it takes a moment for it to sink in. Singe's words come back to me "Half Lycan, half Vampire, but stronger than both." Lucian wanted to make Michael a hybrid, an abomination. It took me all of one second to decide what to do, it was the only thing I could to save him. Now was my chance. I lift his head and lower mine. I open my mouth and let my fangs dip into his neck.
I'd never tasted human blood, until this moment. The silver tainted fluid enters my mouth and I pull him closer to me. I'm not sure of how much to take, I'm not even sure if this will help, but I keep going. I feel like the leaches used back before I was turned. Sucking the infected blood out so he can survive.
Suddenly I'm pulled away from him and am hurled through the air and land in a heap on the cold hard ground. I look up to see Viktor, my once mentor and father figure, holding Michael by the throat. At first I'm enraged and force back the urge to charge him and make him let go of Michael. Then I remember what it was my bite was supposed to do. I look at him and now fight the urge to smirk, it had worked. His silver veins were disappearing and he looks much stronger than he did a few moments ago. A wave of relief washes over me and for a moment all that matters is that he's going to be ok. I'm not even thinking of the repercussions my action will inevitably cause, or what exactly it is that Michael will become. All of that is pushed aside and one thing runs through my mind.
Kraven was right about one thing, I am infatuated with Michael, the man, the Lycan and now the Hybrid.