[I would like to add I do not own Underworld or any of its characters. Dylan is © to me. Please review and thank you so much for the reviews so far, thank you—Drew]
Ten years past that day, Dylan was now fifteen; a tough beautiful girl, with one glance you knew who's daughter it was. She had Selene's dark brown hair, her shape and personality; yet, her father, Michael was apparent in her too, her eyes were those of Michaels and she had the longing for meat as well as blood.
Dylan watched Selene, "Mum, this is so bloody boring! You sit here all day. Then at nigh' you go out and disappear for hours on end. I know you're a vampire and all but, you don't hunt where do you go?" Selene glanced at her daughter and plopped the book she was reading down. "I go out with friends, old friends." She answered rather quickly. Dylan rolled her eyes, "Mum, stop lying! Your up to something...I'll find out soon." She growled and walked upstairs.
Selene was growing increasingly concerned about her daughter's curiosity. Michael poked his head down stairs, "What's wrong with Dylan?" he asked, "the usual teenage drama?" Selene shook her head, "No." she closed her eyes for a moment, "I don' know how much longer before she finds out." Michael nodded, "Don't worry about it Selene, she is like you, yes I know. But—"Selene didn't let him finish. "Michael! She is just like me, that is dangerous! She soon will be having huge blood lusts. If she ever gets a hold of human blood..." Selene stared at him and Michael understood, "But, Michael if she finds out about Viktor, she will want revenge. She will want to avenge my family, if she finds out I am a death-dealer; and if they ever found out Dylan is my daughter..."she swallowed hard biting her lip, "They'll do horrible things to 'er..."
Michael walked over to Selene, "It's okay." She hugged him tightly, "They won't find her Selene." She nodded, "I only hope. I won't let them, I won't, I con't...their isn't much I con' do other then hope and wait.."