Chapter 2
"Never better," said Kraven. He went into the mansion and looked at Erika. He held her precious face but she threw it- unacceptable. The other aristocratic vampires looked at him as a dreaded creature.
What are they looking at! I am their leader. Why are they eyeing me like some sort of a traitor! Well, yes I may be a traitor but do they know? I have planned the assassination of those imbecile members of that Committee!!! I am not to be underestimated!!! And sure, Erika, a lovely one, but not as beautiful as my Selene who is now against me!!! Filthy scums!!!
He went to the Chamber where Marcus' sleeping body laid. He entered the room. There was Viktor's already open. But look, Marcus' too!!! He was there sitting on one of the pillars, still thinfrom his wake and turned his head. He watched at Viktor menacingly and leaped down. At the far end was the body of a dead Lycan.
"I see you have come, Kraven…" and walked towards him, "How many years did it pass already… oh yes, 200 or more…" and held Kraven's collar.
"You!!!" he shouted, "Where is the girl tell me!!!"
"I-I-I don't know…"
The elder threw the young aristocrat to one of the walls and went out of the room. He went down stairs and saw the others looking at him. They bowed low.
"Elder Marcus, you have come back…"
"Now tell me, what happened and how I woke up in a disoriented manner…"
Erika came to him and courtseyed. "Sir, I am here to discuss it…"