Ok, here's Part 5

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Underworld 2: The Three Sided War

Enter: Talos

The sound of footsteps caused Marcus to raise his head as a death dealer entered the room before kneeling in front of him. Marcus smiled.

"Please, that is unnecessary," he said. The death dealer looked at him, nodded, and rose to his feet.

Marcus was younger looking in appearance than Viktor, but older than Amelia. He wore an outfit similar to that of Viktor, except the coat was black with silver markings on the back. Dark, shoulder-length hair topped his head, and he had icy blue eyes.

"Marcus, we weren't able to catch the two renegade hybrids. I'm sorry."

Marcus sighed. That was the problem with most of the death dealers: they all thought they could get what they wanted by attacking it head on, when in reality it would have been easier to wait until the enemy made a fatal mistake in the war and then move in for the kill.

"You shouldn't apologize, especially considering you won't be leading the death dealers any longer."

The death dealer looked confused as he slowly backed up, as he already had an idea where this was going. He suddenly felt a presence behind him and spun around.

A hybrid had been standing in the corner, hidden by the shadows up until this point. Then he stepped out, revealing himself. He was Asian, and in appearance appeared to be in his mid thirties-early forties. He had black hair and cold dark eyes. He wore an all black outfit: black pants, black boots, and a loose black button-up shirt.

Before the death dealer could react, the hybrid lashed out with a kick. With amazing dexterity, he wrapped his leg around the death dealer's neck, pulling him towards the floor. Then, the hybrid reached behind his back and the sound of metal unsheathing filled the air as he pulled out a short curved sword. Before the death dealer could do anything, he lashed out, slicing the top part of his head off.

Marcus smiled as the hybrid dropped the death dealer's corpse to the floor, even as his blood and brains spilled out onto the floor. He admired this particular hybrid, mainly because when it came to killing he was the quickest at it, and at the same time, the most ruthless.

"Raven, I trust you won't have any problems leading the death dealers in finding to two renegade hybrids."

Raven shook his head 'no' before wiping the blood of his sword. Then, after sheathing it, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving Marcus alone in the room.

***

Sebastian paced across the room. He was wondering what was taking Lazarus, Sonja, and the hybrids he had sent out. They should have been back by then.

Damon walked into the room, and just raised an eyebrow at Sebastian. "You need to relax. They'll be back, unless of course they're dead."

Sebastian just glared at him. "You better be wrong on that. Lazarus is one of our best weapons against Marcus. Besides, I doubt they could do much damage to him anyway."

Damon started to reply, but Lazarus chose that moment to walk into the room. Sebastian's eyes widened when he saw Lazarus' condition. He was bleeding in several spots, his clothes were ripped, and he wore a look of rage.

"Where are the others?" Sebastian asked, even though he already had a good guess of what the answer was.

"The hybrids are probably dead; and as for Sonja…"

He walked over to Sebastian and held out his hand. Sebastian looked at it.

He was holding the destroyed ring that Sonja had worn. "I think it's safe to say she's gone back to Lucian."

Sebastian sighed. "Of course she has."

At that moment, a vampire entered the room. "Sebastian, Faustus and Jared have arrived."

Sebastian smiled. "Finally, I actually got some positive news tonight."

***

"How is he?"

Sonja looked up as Gabriel entered the room. They were back in the underground hideout. Lucian had passed out from loss of blood shortly after Lazarus had teleported away, and he had to be carried back. They were in a small room that had a bed and a few chairs. Sonja was sitting in a chair close to the bed, stroking Lucian's hair.

"He seems a little better. His wounds are healing faster than I would have expected from a lycan."

"Well, that's because he's not a lycan anymore, at least not entirely."

Sonja looked up at Gabriel with a confused look. "What are you talking about?"

Gabriel just looked at her before asking, "Sonja, what was the last thing you remember?"

Sonja thought for a moment before answering. "I remember being tied to the pillar, the sunlight coming in, I remember it burning me…" she trailed off and slightly shuddered from remembering. "And then I remember Lucian screaming my name, and then I remember waking up and the blonde haired man, Lazarus, was standing above me."

As she spoke she reached down and picked up one of her guns. "And what are these? I know how to use them but I don't even know what they're called."

Gabriel chuckled. "It's a gun. My guess is that when Lazarus revived you, he gave you expert knowledge in most fields of combat, equal to that of a death dealer, since he decided to get all the help he could get to help in the war."

Sonja looked even more confused now. "What war?"

Gabriel sighed before pulling up a chair and sitting down. "Sonja, you've been dead for over six hundred years." Her eyes widened in shock and she opened her mouth to speak, but he interrupted her and continued. "You see, a war started between the vampire and lycan clans after you died. Well actually your death is what set it off. Lucian was the leader of the lycan clan. Then, around seven years after you died, Lucian made an alliance with Kraven. Lucian faked his death and laid low after that for six hundred years. In that time the lycan numbers were greatly reduced. Then, fifteen years ago, Lucian's vengeance was done."

"What do you mean?"

"You see Lucian and Singe, a lycan doctor, had been trying to combine the bloodlines, but every time it failed. Then they realized they needed specific human blood, which they eventually found in the descendant of Marcus Corvinus: a human named Michael Corvin, who you already met. Lucian injected himself with Michael's blood, as well as the blood of Amelia, who was assassinated by several lycans. It transformed him into a hybrid. He's half-vampire, half-lycan, but stronger and faster than both. Michael is also one, and we're not entirely sure how, but Marcus has become one as well. Now there are more hybrids than either vampire or lycan, and they've been forced to join forces."

"And what about Sebastian?" Sonja asked.

"Sebastian is another hybrid who's been gathering forces and planning to assassinate Marcus and take over."

For a moment Sonja didn't say anything. Then, she asked. "What about my father?"

"Viktor?" Gabriel asked. When she nodded he continued. "Well, I wasn't there when it happened, but when Lucian became a hybrid it was during the middle of a vicious battle between the death dealers and lycans. In the middle of it Lucian and Viktor ran into each other. They fought, and Lucian killed Viktor."

Sonja just nodded sadly. While she still couldn't believe that Viktor would condemn his own daughter to death because she had fallen in love with a lycan, he was still her father.

"So… all this; this war, everything, was over me?" she asked.

Gabriel shrugged. "Well, I'm not sure about everyone else, but to him," he said, motioning to Lucian. "Yeah, it was. He did all of this because he loves you. He's even been wearing that ever since you died, well at least that's what I've heard."

Sonja looked at Lucian and that was the first time she really noticed that he was wearing her pendant around his neck.

She smiled, and for a moment, she looked like she was about to cry. She leaned down and lightly kissed his lips. When she pulled away he jerked as he woke up.

"Ok, I'll just leave you two alone," Gabriel whispered as he stood up and exited the room.

Lucian slowly opened his eyes and smiled as he saw Sonja gazing down at him.

"Sonja," he whispered as he moved a hand up and caressed her cheek.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

For an answer, Lucian tried to sit up, and grimaced in pain.

"Lucian, no, you should rest," Sonja protested as she tried to get him to lay back down, to no avail.

"Sonja, with the exception of my dreams I haven't seen you in over six hundred years. Trust me, it's worth the pain," he responded as he sat up, running a hand through her dark hair. Sonja smiled before moving her hand and toying with the pendant Lucian was wearing.

When Lucian saw that she noticed he was wearing it, he moved his hand away from her hair and started to take the pendant off.

"No," she began holding up a hand. "You keep it. I think it looks better on you than it did me anyway."

Lucian smiled before cupping her chin in his hand and gently kissing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped his own around her small frame, pulling her towards him as the kiss deepened.

***

The only noise in the alley was the sound of footsteps as Ortega emerged from the shadows.

Despite Sebastian's request to stay at their hideout, Ortega had felt like he needed to get out of there. He felt that the tension in the place was so thick he could have cut it, and it would have probably bled.

Besides, he was hungry.

He stopped and sniffed the air.

Humans

He smiled

Sure enough, two young men, and from the look of it they were muggers, stepped out of nowhere, one had a knife.

"Alright buddy, give us your wallet," one of them spat at him.

Ortega smiled before slowly reaching inside his coat.

There was a pause.

The first mugger never had a chance, as Ortega suddenly sprung foreword and slammed his right hand foreword. One second later, as well as one sickening bone cracking noise later, the mugger's corpse hit the ground.

The second mugger tried to do the smart thing and run.

He had the same amount of luck, as Ortega grabbed him and flung him farther into the alley.

"Now," Ortega began as he stepped foreword. "This is the part where I would say that this won't hurt at all, but the truth is, that would a crock of shit."

With that he grabbed the mugger and slammed him against one of the walls. As he leaned in, the mugger saw the scar on his chin start to split, as if it was a seam.

That was when he realized that it was a seam, as Ortega's entire lower jaw split open, revealing a monstrous mouth filled with fangs. And then his tongue rolled out; a hideous barbed appendage with three large barbs at the end.

The mugger only had one second to scream before the tongue plunged into his skull.

***

The hybrid's body hit the ground hard. A second later, Talos came crashing down on it with his knee, satisfaction flowing through his body as he heard the hybrid's backbone shatter.

He was down in an underground cavern, and he could smell blood that had been spilled not too long ago; blood of a hybrid, as well as something else. He couldn't tell what the other blood was, but he knew it wasn't human.

Then his ears pricked up as he heard a noise. Someone was coming.

It was a hybrid.

He smiled. After all, one good turn does deserve another.

***

Michael didn't know what hit him. One moment he rounded a corner, looking for any of Sebastian's workers in case any were down there, and the next a black blur appeared out of nowhere and collided into him knocking him to the ground.

He wasn't even back on his feet before the unseen creature pounced again, and he yelled as his face suddenly burned with pain. Reaching up he felt blood pouring from several slashes on his face.

He spun around and was able to face his opponent.

He had been expecting a hybrid, or the spiky-haired man who had been with Sonja and those twin things, who he was also expecting. Instead he found himself facing what looked like a humanoid black panther.

Talos charged, lashing out with his claws. Michael leapt backwards, the claws missing him by mere inches. Bouncing of the wall that he leapt towards, he rocketed foreword, smashing Talos with an elbow, and knocking him backwards. Michael moved foreword but Talos had enough sense to dodge the next attack before lashing out with a backhand that nearly broke Michael's jaw. Then, Talos grabbed him, brutally kneed him in the gut, and then smashed his head into a nearby pillar.

As Michael crumbled to the floor, he, along with Talos, changed back into their human forms. Talos walked foreword and stepped on Michael's throat.

"Where is Sebastian!?" he snarled.

Michael gasped as Talos' foot pressed down harder on his throat. "I don't know. I've actually been looking for the people who work for him. We've been planning to kill him."

At this, Talos removed his foot from Michael's throat, allowing him to stand. "Who's planning to kill Sebastian?" he asked.

Michael rubbed at his throat before answering. "This guy we ran into a few days ago. His name's Gabriel."

Talos' eyes widened. "Gabriel is here?" At Michael's nod he let out a chuckle. "I haven't seen that little bastard in a while now."

Michael just looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Alright then, show me back to your hideout," Talos said.

There was a pause, and then Michael nodded. He was still unsure about what this man was, but if he knew Gabriel, he might not be a threat.

He decided to take his chances, and started to walk back to their hideout, with the man-panther trailing behind.

To Be Continued.