A/N: I know I know..... FINALLY A NEW POST! Lol. I apologize to you all for
keeping you in the dark about whats going to happen, like I said a while
ago I had lost someone that I loved very much but what I didn't tell you
was, when I came back to write the story, I totally forgot where it was
going. SORRY, SORRY, SORRY.... But I am back and I am hoping that my muse
will be on my side this time. I haven't really been in the Underworld mood
since I lost that person but I feel so bad for all of you who are my most
loyal fans. So to all of you who have stuck by me out there.... This is for
you guys. Thank you for the reviews. Keep them coming. Enjoy....
Chapter 8: The Beginning of the War
Michael was the first to wake up and the first thing that he came to notice was that the metal blinds where up, blocking out the thing that the Vampires feared most. He looked down in his arms and found Selene laying peacefully asleep, looking pale as usual, but content. He slowly disentangled himself from her sleeping form and stood up, walking over to the blinds and touching the metal with his finger tips. No matter how much Vampire blood ran through his immortal veins, and no matter how much Vampires despised the sun, he could not help but long for the feel of its warm rays. As he stood there, touching the cool metal bars with his hands, he could almost feel the warmth radiating from the other side.
He had been thinking about this last night, wondering and hoping, he even went as far as to voice his opinion, but it didn't help. He got only a simple answer of, 'I don't know...' He was wondering wither or not he was allowed to go outside. It is true that he is half vampire now, but what about the other part of him, the Lycan part? They were a lowed to roam the streets by day, why couldn't he?
He looked at the clock above one of the shelves. 12:00 noon. He looked away from the clock and looked back at Selene, then to the bars and then back and forth again. He had made up his mind, he had to find out if he was doomed to live only by night and be ruled by the moon. He moved across the room silently and picked up a black short sleeved t-shirt and put it on. Then, as quiet as he could, he opened the door with a soft click and then swiftly slipped out of the room, not even causing Selene to stir.
He walked down the stairs, looking back every once in a while to make sure she didn't try to follow him. If she catches me.... I'm dead. No pun intended... He walked down a gloomy, dank hallway and down some dark stairs. He was walking down his third flight of stairs when he saw a small peep whole which allowed a sliver of sunlight to shine through. That is when the idea formed in his mind. He bent down and examined the small amount of sunlight that fell across the last couple of steps. Well here's my chance... no sense in frying myself all together when I could fry just a part of my hand... with those thoughts running through his head, he lifted his hand slowly, stopping only when he was about 3 centimeters away from where the sunlight would touch his hand. He waited there for what seemed like an hour until finally taking a deep breathe and plunging his hand into the small amount of sunlight.
He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes, preparing himself for excruciating pain... only, it never came. All he felt was the warm sunlight. He opened his eyes and moved his hand around, then he put his other hand in the sunlight and smiled, I guess that means that I can go outside. He almost laughed as he ran down the stairs. He ran at full speed, reaching the bottom of the 15th flight of stairs in about a minute. He bust through the closed double doors with a huge smile upon his face. There was only one problem, as soon as he was out in the open and fully exposed, that excruciating pain hit him at full force. He screamed and scrambled back inside, seeking refuge in the shadows of the building. It took him a moment to open his eyes and when he did he did a once over.
He examined his body which somehow, was completely unharmed. Not a scratch on his body was evident, so what had caused the pain. He looked out side and screamed again. That's when Michael understood... it was his eyes. During the day he had Vampire blue eyes but when he changed into his hybrid form, they became black. Though his skin was allowed the feel sunlight, his eyes were too sensitive to the light. He ran back up stairs and went into the room quietly, he walked over to Selene and examined her silent form. He waved a hand in front of her face and, once satisfied that she was still asleep, he walked over to the duffel bag and found a pain of old sunglasses. He put them on and then slipped out the door, down the stairs, and out side once again. This time the pain did not come. He smiled, feeling alive and free. I guess being hybrid isn't so bad after all...
* * *
After walking around for most of the day, Michael thought that it might be best if he went back to find Selene and tell her of his new advantage. As he turned the corner of a small alleyway, he stopped dead in his tracks. He felt eyes on his back, digging into him from some unknown direction. He looked around and then sniffed the air. It was vampire blood that he smelt but there was also something else... Lycan blood. Another Hybrid. Michael turned around looking this way and that, searching for the set of eyes that seemed to be playing upon him.
After a minute of searching the streets, Michael looked up to the roof tops of many different buildings. Finding nothing he began walking. The scent of this new Hybrid was almost over powering, it was close, he would feel and smell it... That's when he heard it. A loud, high pitched whistle. He spun aground and came face to face with another figure with sunglasses on. He had short, jet black hair and was dressed in expensive black cloths. He had a devils grin on his face as he took in Michaels features.
Then, with a calm and collected voice the figure spoke...
'Hello brother...'
A/N: So.... What do you guys think? Hope you like it. Sorry if there are A LOT of spelling errors in this one, I was kind of rushing to put this online for you guys to see what you thought. Hope you liked it. PLEASE review. Thank you all so much. If you guys ever wanna e-mail me about you opinions, feel free. I love hearing what people thing, good or bad it all welcomed. Hope you had fun. Thanks again.
-Agent 22861
Chapter 8: The Beginning of the War
Michael was the first to wake up and the first thing that he came to notice was that the metal blinds where up, blocking out the thing that the Vampires feared most. He looked down in his arms and found Selene laying peacefully asleep, looking pale as usual, but content. He slowly disentangled himself from her sleeping form and stood up, walking over to the blinds and touching the metal with his finger tips. No matter how much Vampire blood ran through his immortal veins, and no matter how much Vampires despised the sun, he could not help but long for the feel of its warm rays. As he stood there, touching the cool metal bars with his hands, he could almost feel the warmth radiating from the other side.
He had been thinking about this last night, wondering and hoping, he even went as far as to voice his opinion, but it didn't help. He got only a simple answer of, 'I don't know...' He was wondering wither or not he was allowed to go outside. It is true that he is half vampire now, but what about the other part of him, the Lycan part? They were a lowed to roam the streets by day, why couldn't he?
He looked at the clock above one of the shelves. 12:00 noon. He looked away from the clock and looked back at Selene, then to the bars and then back and forth again. He had made up his mind, he had to find out if he was doomed to live only by night and be ruled by the moon. He moved across the room silently and picked up a black short sleeved t-shirt and put it on. Then, as quiet as he could, he opened the door with a soft click and then swiftly slipped out of the room, not even causing Selene to stir.
He walked down the stairs, looking back every once in a while to make sure she didn't try to follow him. If she catches me.... I'm dead. No pun intended... He walked down a gloomy, dank hallway and down some dark stairs. He was walking down his third flight of stairs when he saw a small peep whole which allowed a sliver of sunlight to shine through. That is when the idea formed in his mind. He bent down and examined the small amount of sunlight that fell across the last couple of steps. Well here's my chance... no sense in frying myself all together when I could fry just a part of my hand... with those thoughts running through his head, he lifted his hand slowly, stopping only when he was about 3 centimeters away from where the sunlight would touch his hand. He waited there for what seemed like an hour until finally taking a deep breathe and plunging his hand into the small amount of sunlight.
He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes, preparing himself for excruciating pain... only, it never came. All he felt was the warm sunlight. He opened his eyes and moved his hand around, then he put his other hand in the sunlight and smiled, I guess that means that I can go outside. He almost laughed as he ran down the stairs. He ran at full speed, reaching the bottom of the 15th flight of stairs in about a minute. He bust through the closed double doors with a huge smile upon his face. There was only one problem, as soon as he was out in the open and fully exposed, that excruciating pain hit him at full force. He screamed and scrambled back inside, seeking refuge in the shadows of the building. It took him a moment to open his eyes and when he did he did a once over.
He examined his body which somehow, was completely unharmed. Not a scratch on his body was evident, so what had caused the pain. He looked out side and screamed again. That's when Michael understood... it was his eyes. During the day he had Vampire blue eyes but when he changed into his hybrid form, they became black. Though his skin was allowed the feel sunlight, his eyes were too sensitive to the light. He ran back up stairs and went into the room quietly, he walked over to Selene and examined her silent form. He waved a hand in front of her face and, once satisfied that she was still asleep, he walked over to the duffel bag and found a pain of old sunglasses. He put them on and then slipped out the door, down the stairs, and out side once again. This time the pain did not come. He smiled, feeling alive and free. I guess being hybrid isn't so bad after all...
* * *
After walking around for most of the day, Michael thought that it might be best if he went back to find Selene and tell her of his new advantage. As he turned the corner of a small alleyway, he stopped dead in his tracks. He felt eyes on his back, digging into him from some unknown direction. He looked around and then sniffed the air. It was vampire blood that he smelt but there was also something else... Lycan blood. Another Hybrid. Michael turned around looking this way and that, searching for the set of eyes that seemed to be playing upon him.
After a minute of searching the streets, Michael looked up to the roof tops of many different buildings. Finding nothing he began walking. The scent of this new Hybrid was almost over powering, it was close, he would feel and smell it... That's when he heard it. A loud, high pitched whistle. He spun aground and came face to face with another figure with sunglasses on. He had short, jet black hair and was dressed in expensive black cloths. He had a devils grin on his face as he took in Michaels features.
Then, with a calm and collected voice the figure spoke...
'Hello brother...'
A/N: So.... What do you guys think? Hope you like it. Sorry if there are A LOT of spelling errors in this one, I was kind of rushing to put this online for you guys to see what you thought. Hope you liked it. PLEASE review. Thank you all so much. If you guys ever wanna e-mail me about you opinions, feel free. I love hearing what people thing, good or bad it all welcomed. Hope you had fun. Thanks again.
-Agent 22861
