Selene stood and felt the urge to take a deep breath. She bent down and picked up the amulet that ad previously belonged to her mentor, father figure and sire, Viktor. As she stared at the amulet in her hand the 200 year old vampire felt a mix of feelings that had not came up in 200 years. Grief and betrayal was followed by sadness and hurt. "Selene," a soft voice stirred her from her thoughts," we need to go and find safety." Selene turned to Michael and looked at him. He wore no shirt because the one he had on had been ripped and destroyed in the transformation. He felt the urge to hug her but knew that she needed a minute to gather her thoughts and he held a hand out and looked at her. She took it and they walked out of the tunnels. The rain had become heavier and hit like knifes. Michael felt no pain and the pain Selene felt was not from the rain. As Michael started to walk away she ran to him and grabbed his arm. A weird feeling whipped through her and she leaned up and kissed Michael. Michael placed a hand behind her head and deepened the kiss. When they separated Selene felt a absence. Michael took her hand again and they walked toward a old hide out Selene knew. Both were unsure of what they future held but they but would fight so that it would end with they together.
