Author's Note: Okay, it looks like I am writing a sequel to The Three Sided War after all. I do not own Underworld or any of the characters involved, which include Selene, Michael, Lucian, Sonja, Raze, Viktor, Marcus, Kahn, Kraven, Mason, Soren, Erika, Amelia, and whoever else was in the movie that I forgot to mention (most of the people who I mentioned after Marcus are not in this, mainly because they are pretty much all dead)I do own the characters Gabriel, Damon, Eliza, Kane, Raziel (and again, not the character from Soul Reaver), Russell, Azrael, Janos, and whoever else is not in the Underworld movie or who might turn up in this that was from another show/movie/whatever.

Okay, once again, the cast list (most were from the Three Sided War)

Kate Beckinsale…Selene

Scott Speedman…Michael Corvin

Michael Sheen…Lucian

Jennifer Connelly…Sonja

Christian Bale…Gabriel

Bill Nighy…Viktor (he's not going to be just in flashbacks, he's going to be one of the main villains of this fic)

Colin Farrell…Damon

Rhona Mitra…Eliza

Kevin Grevioux…Raze

David No…Kane

Mark Dacascos…Raziel

Cary Hirouki-Tagawa…Janos

Gerard Butler…Marcus

Richard Roxburgh…Jared

Julian McMahon…Azrael

Dolph Lundgren…Russell

Featuring:

Robert Englund…Freddy Kruger

Kane Hodder…Jason Voorhees

Well anyway, here is the prologue

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The dank odor of the crypt wasn't minded by the five beings who stood down in it.

Marcus, the last of the elders, who had been turned into a hybrid due to the blood of the lycan Singe, stood staring at the skeleton of the fallen elder Viktor, the oldest and strongest of their kind. He wore his elder robes, which were similar to Viktor's except black. He was accompanied by a single death dealer, armed with a M16 assault rifle, incase of an ambush

It had been a little more than two weeks since the assault upon the mansion by the renegades and the hybrid known as Sebastian and his forces, the mansion had been torn apart in the battle, and almost every death dealer had been killed, Sebastian's army had scattered as well, and Marcus hadn't seen any sign of the renegades.

The other three in the room consisted of Jared, a hybrid who had actually sided with Sebastian when he had tried to assassinate Marcus and take over the coven, but instead had been killed by the were-panther Talos. He wore an expensive looking suit with a dark brown overcoat.

The next was Russell, a very tall hybrid who rippled with muscle, unlike the others in the room, who had dark colored hair, his hair was a platinum blonde color. He wore all black: black pants, a black shirt, black boots, and a black bomber jacket.

Finally, Janos, a warlock, who was around the same age as Lazarus, another warlock who had been Sebastian's second in command. His demise was caused by Lucian, and his lover Sonja; very ironic, considering Lazarus himself had been the one to revive her, since Sebastian had been attracted to her back in the 14th century before she was condemned by her father, whose remains lay before the group. Janos was of Asian descent, with long dark hair and incredibly cold black eyes, like twin pools of everlasting darkness. He wore an outfit similar to Marcus', except the robe he wore was a dark silver color, almost like the skin color of a hybrid.

They stood down in a crypt that was used to bury the remains of certain vampires, such as the elders Viktor and Amelia. The skeleton still wore the robes that Viktor had worn when he was killed.

"Are you sure this will work?" Marcus asked Janos, who had been standing over Viktor's remains. The warlock raised his head.

"Yes, but I need blood for the body to regenerate," he replied. The group looked at each other. Finally, Marcus pulled out a dagger, unrolled one of his sleeves, and cut his wrist open. Janos handed a cup over to Marcus, who poured the blood into it until the cup was almost full. He handed it back to Janos.

"Stand back," Janos said to the group, who did as they were told, before he pulled the blood across the skeleton before chanting in some unknown language. As he chanted dark bolts of energy began to crackle around his body, traveling up to his arms before moving down to his hands. Finally, he thrust his arms out, and the energy shot out into the skeleton.

The bolts of energy danced around the skeleton, illuminating it and the blood that stained the bones. 

For a moment nothing happened. And then, the energy poured inside the ribcage of the skeleton and something began to take shape. Flesh. Blood.

Slowly, but surely, the energy poured across the entire skeleton, and as it did the long decomposed skeleton began to regenerate. Muscle and tendons sprouted upon the bones, blood poured through newly formed veins, the parts of the body that had been severed in the fight against Lucian so many years ago began to reconnect to the rest of the body.

The three watched as the deceased elder's body regenerated, until finally, two eyes formed, which changed from an icy bluish white, to a pitch black.

Just like a hybrid's eyes.

And then it was done, and with a cough, Viktor, the oldest of the vampires, arose from the dead…now a hybrid.

He slowly looked around the room, breathing heavily, before stepping down off the slab of stone that his body had been laid upon. His movements were slow, his bones creaked, even though they had just been given new life.

"Viktor, please. Try to rest right now, wait until your strength comes back." Marcus said as he tried to get Viktor to sit down.

Suddenly Viktor was gone, disappeared in an instant. The others in the room whipped their heads around in confusion as to what had happened to the elder.

Then they heard a gurgling sound and they all turned around to see Viktor drop the lifeless body of the death dealer, its entire head had been caved inward as Viktor had grabbed it with one hand and squeezed, crushing the skull into a bloody pulp.

"I do not need rest Marcus," Viktor replied as he raised his blood drenched hand, clenching it and unclenching it, as if it was the first time he had seen it.

"I'm one of them now…an abomination." Viktor said after a moment. It wasn't a question.

Marcus nodded. "Yes, you are. So am I." Viktor whipped his head around and stared at Marcus.

And then Viktor remembered what had happened that night in the sewers, and he wasn't pleased.

Angrily he punched the wall next to him, the stone crumbling like sand under his incredible strength. That traitorous bitch! he thought to himself. How dare she strike me, the one who made her, the one who took her from the pathetic life of mortality that she had once lived and gave her something much greater. And that dog… Viktor trailed off, as he remembered confronting Lucian, and the rage he felt when battling the lover of his dead daughter, Sonja.

"What…has happened?" Viktor asked Marcus. For a moment the other elder paused, and then he explained.

"You were killed that night by Lucian. It's been fifteen years, and the 'abominations', as you put it, have increased greatly after I was awakened. You see, when you killed Singe, you left his body in the resting place of the elders, and it dripped into my tomb, causing me to change."

Viktor was rather surprised at hearing this. "What else?"

Marcus stopped for a second, and realized something.

"Viktor, there is something else, something you need to know."

The elder now had Viktor's full attention. "The coven has been…well, the coven no longer exists. Several weeks ago it was attacked by Sebastian and a large group working for him. Also, Selene and my descendant Michael led another attack at the same time. Damn them all," Marcus muttered the last part under his breath. "Selene, Michael, Lucian, Sonja, and the rest, how dare they think…"

Marcus trailed off when he noticed the look of shock and horror Viktor was giving him. "What did you just say?" Viktor asked.

"Viktor, your daughter, Sonja… she's alive."

TBC