Ok, chapter 5.

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Plans Revealed

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Russell stomped his foot down, aiming for Sonja's midsection, but at the last second she rolled out of the way and spun around on the ground, her legs smacking into Russell's and forcing him backwards to avoid getting hit. As she leapt to her feet, he snaked a hand out and grabbed her throat, lifting her off the ground. He started to squeeze.

And suddenly gunfire shot at his direction, pelting both him and Sonja with bullets. Russell dropped Sonja, who fell to the floor, bleeding from the wounds. Both looked over and were surprised to see two humans aiming machine guns at them. What was even more surprising however, was the third member of the little group. He was a hulking giant wearing a hockey mask and holding a machete. The brute walked foreword.

Michael was the first to notice him and slashed him across the chest, his claws digging deep. The giant didn't make a noise at all, he just looked down at Michael before backhanding him hard, knocking him backwards before crashing into a pillar. Selene saw this and opened fire in Voorhees' direction. The bullets didn't even slow him down.

By this time the only people who weren't attacking the giant besides his two companions were Gabriel and Marcus, who were still fighting, and Janos, who leaned against one of the pillars, feeling that this wasn't worth his time to deal with them. He had been the first to notice Voorhees and his eyes widened in surprise at seeing him. He recognized him.

Marcus swung his sword at Gabriel, who blocked the attack before kicking Marcus in the face and slashing at him, tearing a deep cut in his chest. Marcus yelled as he backed away, his eyes turning pitch black, as did Gabriel's, the only difference being Gabriel's almost seemed to glow. The two slowly circled each other, waiting to see which one would make the first, and most likely fatal, mistake.

Suddenly, a noise filled the air that said that a subway car was coming. Palmer quickly raised his machine gun and fired at the group, who scattered to avoid getting shot. Sonja, who had already been shot, quickly raced over and grabbed her own gun before shooting Palmer in the leg. As he fell to the ground, Nigel looked over at Voorhees, who was attacking Selene and Michael, taking their attacks before dishing out his own. Quickly pulling out his stun baton that he had used to knock Voorhees out, he ran over and smashed it into his head; electricity flowed into the giant's head, causing him to slump to the floor. Before Michael or Selene could react, he also struck them with it.

As they fell to the floor, Nigel grabbed Voorhees' body and slowly pulled to where the subway car would stop. After a moment it did. Quickly raising his gun, he fired, shooting the person nearest to the door. Instantly everyone either screamed and tried to run to the exit, or stayed still, so they wouldn't get shot. Quickly pulling Voorhees body inside, he ran back to where the driver of the car was. He held the gun to his head.

"Get us out of here now," he hissed. The driver obliged.

As the subway car quickly disappeared down the tunnel, the group stopped fighting. Gabriel and Sonja checked on Selene and Michael, while the rest looked at Palmer, who lay on the ground, clutching his shot leg and saying the word 'fuck' every other word.

"So what do we do with him," Russell asked as he leaned down, his eyes changing black. He wouldn't mind having a small meal.

"We keep him alive," Sonja replied as she moved over to him. "I saw him with the humans who took Lucian and Viktor. We can get some answers out of him."

Marcus nodded. "Alright," he began as he looked over to where Janos had been, only to find that he was gone. "Where's Janos?" Russell and Jared looked around the subway station. There was no sign of the warlock.

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Lucian groaned as he opened his eyes. After he and Viktor had their brutal fight and Viktor had accidentally called Lucian his future son-in-law, two humans- wait, one of them was a hybrid, he smelled like he had Lucian's blood in him- had come in and quickly stunned the two with tazers, knocking them out. He looked around and noticed that he was tied to a table in a room similar to the one he had been in; the difference being that it was much smaller, only enough room for him. Looking to his right he saw a similar table where Viktor was also tied down, but was still unconscious.

"Well, I'm glad you could join us," Ravel said to the hybrid as he walked up to him. Lucian growled and started to struggle, but his bonds wouldn't break. "Don't bother Lucian," Alex continued. "It's titanium. And you're in a slightly weakened state, so I doubt you're going to get out of here anytime soon."

Lucian stopped struggling and simply glared at the human. "So, who are you anyway," he asked after a moment.

"Ah yes, how rude of me," Alex said with a cruel smirk. "I am Alex Ravel, and you are Lucian, one of the oldest lycans to ever live, are you not?"

Lucian nodded. "I've heard of you, Ravel. You're an arms dealer." Ravel nodded. "You know about lycans?"

Ravel nodded, as he circled around the table. "I've dealt with a few of your kind a few times, a few years ago. Your species is a rather annoying pest if you ask me," he smirked at Lucian's growl before walking over to where Viktor lay. "Although I never expected to see him alive," he continued, pointing to the elder. "I had been told that you had killed him."

Lucian shrugged. "I guess everyone now has a problem with staying dead."

"My thoughts exactly," Dante replied as he walked into the room and looked at the tied up hybrid. "I'd like to thank you for supplying me with your blood," he stated, his eyes turning black. "This is amazing, the power flowing through my veins. I feel unstoppable."

Lucian chuckled. "That just means that you're going to get killed," he shot back. Dante frowned and backhanded Lucian across the jaw, snapping his head to the side before spitting up a small amount of blood.

"I'm not the one who's tied to a table about to be drained of all my blood," Dante hissed as he leaned down and looked Lucian in the eye, before grinning. "Oh, and when you're gone, don't worry about Sonja; I'll take good care of her."

Dante had in fact expected Lucian to be angry at that, but he didn't expect Lucian's face to darken before letting out a roar and transforming into his hybrid state. He pulled one bonded arm with such force that the metal bended under his strength. Finally, it broke, and his hand shot out, gripping Dante's throat. Instantly Ravel pulled out a tazer and stabbed it into Lucian's side, shocking him and forcing him to let Dante go. Before Lucian could recover, Ravel pulled out something else from his coat, and stabbed it down into Lucian's hand.

Lucian yelled as a large blade went through his hand as well as the table. Before he could react, the top of the blade split, and two small spear-like attachments shot out and also went into the table, forming a sort of tri-pronged weapon, pinning Lucian's hand to the table. Lucian just glanced at the weapon. He knew that at the way his hand was caught, that if he tried to pull his hand out it would probably be torn into pieces.

So instead he changed back into his normal form before turning and glaring at Dante. "If you…" he began, his voice low.

Dante backhanded him again. "You are in no position to make any threats to me, Lucian. Well, I'm bored, so I might go out and look for your precious lover right now," he replied as he turned and walked out of the room. Lucian roared again, and tried to get his other arm free. "Untie me; I'll kill you all!!"

Ravel smirked. "And that is exactly why I wouldn't untie you." As he spoke he walked around the table again. "And before you ask about what Dante meant when he mentioned blood draining, well as you said I am an arms dealer. And weaponry equals power. But nukes and the like will be a thing of the past in a few days." Lucian already had an idea of where this was going. "Your blood, the blood of a hybrid, along with his," Ravel continued, as he pointed to Viktor. "I have several international arms dealers coming here in a few days. They don't have any knowledge of the weapon I will be selling, but they will. All I have to do is to show how it works, by injecting your blood into myself, and see which one gets the highest bid."

Lucian's eyes widened. "You're going to auction our blood!?"

Ravel nodded. "I get billions of dollars out of this, the highest bidder gets to create an army of super-fast, super-strong warriors that are impervious to bullets, and the rest of the world gets the royal screw job."

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It was a slight scratching noise; a slight screeching noise, almost like nails on a chalkboard.

Janos moved through the dark tunnel, listening to the screeching noise. He wasn't afraid, for he knew that the being couldn't harm him.

As he entered what appeared to be a large boiler room the screeching suddenly stopped. Janos looked around the room. "Come on out. I know you're here," Janos yelled out loud. After a moment he saw some movement in the shadows as a figure partially emerged. He couldn't see much of him, just the shape of a fedora hat, and a clawed hand. Janos smiled.

"What do you want," the voice hissed, its voice raspy.

"I need your help again." Janos replied as moved foreword. He heard the voice chuckle and he shook his head. "I know you don't like helping others, and you don't like alliances, seeing as how the last one ended rather badly for you." Janos smirked as he heard the figure almost growl. That last comment had gotten to him. "Of course seeing as how one of the vermin that is being a nuisance to me is the same one who you 'allied' yourself with, I thought you would be interested."

Then, the figure fully emerged from the shadows, revealing himself to the warlock. He wore a fedora hat, a red and green striped sweater, and a pair of work pants. His skin was horribly burnt, and he wore a glove on his right hand that had razor blades on the four fingers. Janos smiled.

"I'm guessing that you accept my offer, Kruger?"

The demon known as Kruger paused, and then grinned, revealing a set of rotten black teeth. "Time to play."