Selene made her way through the city slowly, methodically. She was on a
mission of sorts. Ever since Markus had been awakened by lycan blood
things around the city had gotten dangerous. An elder with Michael's
abilities... albeit strained by the stress of time... while Michael's oddly
enough were more pure. However now that Markus was awake he and Kraven
were making life a living hell for those who had left the house. She was
now on their hit list along with most of the lycans, but more specifically
anyone and everyone loyal to Michael.
Markus was sympathetic to the lycans that hadn't wanted anything to do with Michael, always looking for an angle – some way to get inside the lair of the enemy... and we were now the enemy. It seemed such a shame. The war should have abated, but it still raged on and it didn't seem like it was ever going to end. There had been however a glimmer of hope.
Another reason they wanted her head on a pike was the fact that she had stolen some very ancient texts from haven... and they were not happy. She was currently in the process of translating them when she had found references to an old prophecy. She had even managed in her hurry to grab the very text, which contained said prophecy, but she still had yet to translate it. The references however, talked of a child that would be born... This child it seemed, would have traits similar to Michael's ability to be bitten by both. However to discern anymore about this child, Selene was going to have to translate the prophecy itself. Time was slipping slowly through her fingers and she was getting frustrated to no end.
So tonight she hunted. It was a feeble attempt at distracting herself long enough to make the feelings of frustration go away, and it wasn't working near as well as she would have liked. Michael had caught up with her at one point in the middle of the city... and they talked for a little bit. However, she couldn't tell Michael what was bothering her... because she wasn't entirely sure herself just yet. So he had gone off hunting in the opposite direction, leaving her to her mental reverie... figuring that pushing her tonight would not be the wisest course of action.
She was his sire and his mate and their odd relationship seemed to pull at them from time to time. She was a vampire and he was some lycan/vampire hybrid and his power sometimes bothered her... She worried that he would turn into another Kraven, and she didn't think she could handle that. However her undead heart beat only for him despite her worries... He showed no signs of wanting more power, only of wanting to do good with the power he'd been given... and that helped ease her worries some...
However, the discovery of that prophecy added to the load already upon Selene's shoulders... and weighed her down once more. She couldn't rest easily until she had translated that damned text and figured out just what in the nine hells was going on. Who was this child? What was so important about him or her? What dangers could arise should Kraven and Markus find the child first? Did they even know about the child? How much time did she have? Was the child yet born? Was the child alive, safe, real? So many questions and no answers yet... But she would find them... somehow.
Markus was sympathetic to the lycans that hadn't wanted anything to do with Michael, always looking for an angle – some way to get inside the lair of the enemy... and we were now the enemy. It seemed such a shame. The war should have abated, but it still raged on and it didn't seem like it was ever going to end. There had been however a glimmer of hope.
Another reason they wanted her head on a pike was the fact that she had stolen some very ancient texts from haven... and they were not happy. She was currently in the process of translating them when she had found references to an old prophecy. She had even managed in her hurry to grab the very text, which contained said prophecy, but she still had yet to translate it. The references however, talked of a child that would be born... This child it seemed, would have traits similar to Michael's ability to be bitten by both. However to discern anymore about this child, Selene was going to have to translate the prophecy itself. Time was slipping slowly through her fingers and she was getting frustrated to no end.
So tonight she hunted. It was a feeble attempt at distracting herself long enough to make the feelings of frustration go away, and it wasn't working near as well as she would have liked. Michael had caught up with her at one point in the middle of the city... and they talked for a little bit. However, she couldn't tell Michael what was bothering her... because she wasn't entirely sure herself just yet. So he had gone off hunting in the opposite direction, leaving her to her mental reverie... figuring that pushing her tonight would not be the wisest course of action.
She was his sire and his mate and their odd relationship seemed to pull at them from time to time. She was a vampire and he was some lycan/vampire hybrid and his power sometimes bothered her... She worried that he would turn into another Kraven, and she didn't think she could handle that. However her undead heart beat only for him despite her worries... He showed no signs of wanting more power, only of wanting to do good with the power he'd been given... and that helped ease her worries some...
However, the discovery of that prophecy added to the load already upon Selene's shoulders... and weighed her down once more. She couldn't rest easily until she had translated that damned text and figured out just what in the nine hells was going on. Who was this child? What was so important about him or her? What dangers could arise should Kraven and Markus find the child first? Did they even know about the child? How much time did she have? Was the child yet born? Was the child alive, safe, real? So many questions and no answers yet... But she would find them... somehow.