Hey!!!
Welcome to the long overdue addition to Heart Veneer. Sorry this has taken so long, school has really been a bitch. And also, sorry if this chapter is a bit...bad on the wording. My muse seems to be a bit clouded. This story probably has one or two more chapters coming. Then I'm doing another story, not really a sequel, it'll take place after this one but doesn't hold a close connection, really. So anyway, I give you the next chapter!
See previous chapters for disclaimer.
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Michael was a trifle unsure about taken Selene to the lycan den but he knew he had no other choice. He needed to know what exactly was going on.
He gathered some supplies and tidied up the apartment before gathering up Selene. He carried her easily in his arms, ignoring the looks he might get from the random passer-by. He had a bit of trouble finding his way back to the den, but he eventually made it in a short time and luckily without encountering certain other immortals that might pose a threat.
He warily approached the underground lair. He had changed into his hybrid from once he had descended into the sewers for many reasons. It was easier for him to see in the dark tunnels while in his form, and he thought it safer, also, to be in this form when entering the den. The lycans would know immediately not to mess with him, and if anyone should try to cause Selene harm he could take swifter action.
He found mostly supine forms in the foyer of the den, some were playing cards and others sitting on couches and watching the television, but all looked up as Michael entered carrying a semi-conscious vampire.
The were confused, he could tell. Though he knew most of them were aware that him and Selene shared a bond, they peered at her in his arms-- this vampire whose eyes were wide open and icy blue, but seemingly unaware of anything, almost as though she might have died with her eyes open.
Michael approached a lycan named Adrian, whom he had talked to two nights ago and was in charge of the pack. Adrian immediately led Michael into a separate room where the could talk.
The room was bare an musty with several chairs in it. Michael set Selene in one of the chairs and then turned to Adrian.
"I don't know what happened," Michael began shakily. "I don't know. It terrifies me, she doesn't respond, no longer sleeps or moves!"
"Calm, my friend," Adrian said reassuringly. "Just start from the beginning."
"Okay...Okay." Michael said, taking several deep breaths. "The other night, as you know, I left the den in search of her. She wasn't hard to find, she was in a warehouse, unconscious. I think she had passed out or something, though I don't know why. She seemed okay when she woke, but she became violently ill again. Then she ran. She ran and I heard her scream and I found her with bloody wrists and tears running down her face. Since then she hasn't moved on her own."
Adrian sighed, knitting his brow in concern. "I don't know what to say," he said. "I don't know if there's much I or anyone can do except wait. Though there might be someone you could talk to for more information. An older immortal. The lycan named James. He has much wisdom and has seen many things of the world. Seen time and civilization change. He is nearly three thousand years old."
Michael rubbed his forehead, taking everything in. "I just, I just need her to be okay. Will she be safe here? Can you promise me that?" he asked.
"I will talk to the pack. They will listen. Feel welcome here, my brother. You are partially one of us and the vampire is important to you, we will not harm her." Adrian said.
Michael sighed and turned to Selene. He bent down so he was level with her and brushed her hair away from her face. Cupping her face in his hand he looked into her eyes. It was utterly heartbreaking to him, to see her staring through him, past him, her face absolutely blank, void of anything and everything.
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A man with dirty blond hair entered the room and Adrian turned and left. "Hello, Michael. My name is James. I was told that I was needed."
Michael shook the lycan's hand. "Yes," he said, turning towards Selene. "This is Selene. A vampire. I don't know what's happened. She doesn't move, hasn't slept or fed." There was a noticeable shakyness in his voice.
James bent down next to Selene, examining her carefully. "Fangs fully elongated...Ice blue eyes..." he said to himself.
It was when he was checking her pulse when he noticed that her arms were bloodied. He stopped to examine the wounds, and then turned to Michael.
"There's really not much anyone can do except wait. You could comfort her, even though she might not be aware of your presence. I've seen this happen several times in all of my years..."
Michael nodded, listening intently.
"Immortality," he said, "is not always a gift. The mind and spirits cannot endure everything. I've seen vampires jump into fires or leave themselves for dead out in the sunlight because the trauma catches up to them. It doesn't happen as much to lycans because their lifestyle is not as dark, I guess you could say. We're not the ones with the icy skin who cannot ever see the light of day."
Michael rubbed his forehead, taking it all in. He felt so bad for Selene, he couldn't imagine what she was going through. "What should I do for now?" he asked.
"I think you yourself need some rest. You will be showed to your room. Take the vampire with you, too."
He turned to gather up Selene, but paused and faced James again. "How long do you think...?"
"She has made it this much. Other than that, I really can't say. It's more common that they do away with themselves right away."
Michael nodded solemnly as he turned to leave with Selene in his arms. Adrian met him in the hallway and led him to his and Selene's room.
//It's going to be a long day...// he thought to himself.
Welcome to the long overdue addition to Heart Veneer. Sorry this has taken so long, school has really been a bitch. And also, sorry if this chapter is a bit...bad on the wording. My muse seems to be a bit clouded. This story probably has one or two more chapters coming. Then I'm doing another story, not really a sequel, it'll take place after this one but doesn't hold a close connection, really. So anyway, I give you the next chapter!
See previous chapters for disclaimer.
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Michael was a trifle unsure about taken Selene to the lycan den but he knew he had no other choice. He needed to know what exactly was going on.
He gathered some supplies and tidied up the apartment before gathering up Selene. He carried her easily in his arms, ignoring the looks he might get from the random passer-by. He had a bit of trouble finding his way back to the den, but he eventually made it in a short time and luckily without encountering certain other immortals that might pose a threat.
He warily approached the underground lair. He had changed into his hybrid from once he had descended into the sewers for many reasons. It was easier for him to see in the dark tunnels while in his form, and he thought it safer, also, to be in this form when entering the den. The lycans would know immediately not to mess with him, and if anyone should try to cause Selene harm he could take swifter action.
He found mostly supine forms in the foyer of the den, some were playing cards and others sitting on couches and watching the television, but all looked up as Michael entered carrying a semi-conscious vampire.
The were confused, he could tell. Though he knew most of them were aware that him and Selene shared a bond, they peered at her in his arms-- this vampire whose eyes were wide open and icy blue, but seemingly unaware of anything, almost as though she might have died with her eyes open.
Michael approached a lycan named Adrian, whom he had talked to two nights ago and was in charge of the pack. Adrian immediately led Michael into a separate room where the could talk.
The room was bare an musty with several chairs in it. Michael set Selene in one of the chairs and then turned to Adrian.
"I don't know what happened," Michael began shakily. "I don't know. It terrifies me, she doesn't respond, no longer sleeps or moves!"
"Calm, my friend," Adrian said reassuringly. "Just start from the beginning."
"Okay...Okay." Michael said, taking several deep breaths. "The other night, as you know, I left the den in search of her. She wasn't hard to find, she was in a warehouse, unconscious. I think she had passed out or something, though I don't know why. She seemed okay when she woke, but she became violently ill again. Then she ran. She ran and I heard her scream and I found her with bloody wrists and tears running down her face. Since then she hasn't moved on her own."
Adrian sighed, knitting his brow in concern. "I don't know what to say," he said. "I don't know if there's much I or anyone can do except wait. Though there might be someone you could talk to for more information. An older immortal. The lycan named James. He has much wisdom and has seen many things of the world. Seen time and civilization change. He is nearly three thousand years old."
Michael rubbed his forehead, taking everything in. "I just, I just need her to be okay. Will she be safe here? Can you promise me that?" he asked.
"I will talk to the pack. They will listen. Feel welcome here, my brother. You are partially one of us and the vampire is important to you, we will not harm her." Adrian said.
Michael sighed and turned to Selene. He bent down so he was level with her and brushed her hair away from her face. Cupping her face in his hand he looked into her eyes. It was utterly heartbreaking to him, to see her staring through him, past him, her face absolutely blank, void of anything and everything.
***
A man with dirty blond hair entered the room and Adrian turned and left. "Hello, Michael. My name is James. I was told that I was needed."
Michael shook the lycan's hand. "Yes," he said, turning towards Selene. "This is Selene. A vampire. I don't know what's happened. She doesn't move, hasn't slept or fed." There was a noticeable shakyness in his voice.
James bent down next to Selene, examining her carefully. "Fangs fully elongated...Ice blue eyes..." he said to himself.
It was when he was checking her pulse when he noticed that her arms were bloodied. He stopped to examine the wounds, and then turned to Michael.
"There's really not much anyone can do except wait. You could comfort her, even though she might not be aware of your presence. I've seen this happen several times in all of my years..."
Michael nodded, listening intently.
"Immortality," he said, "is not always a gift. The mind and spirits cannot endure everything. I've seen vampires jump into fires or leave themselves for dead out in the sunlight because the trauma catches up to them. It doesn't happen as much to lycans because their lifestyle is not as dark, I guess you could say. We're not the ones with the icy skin who cannot ever see the light of day."
Michael rubbed his forehead, taking it all in. He felt so bad for Selene, he couldn't imagine what she was going through. "What should I do for now?" he asked.
"I think you yourself need some rest. You will be showed to your room. Take the vampire with you, too."
He turned to gather up Selene, but paused and faced James again. "How long do you think...?"
"She has made it this much. Other than that, I really can't say. It's more common that they do away with themselves right away."
Michael nodded solemnly as he turned to leave with Selene in his arms. Adrian met him in the hallway and led him to his and Selene's room.
//It's going to be a long day...// he thought to himself.
