Disclaimer: I do not own Underworld or their awesome characters.. Nuff said!!
Things are starting to heat up for our favorite pair, I want to thank everybody who has been reviewing, I am new to here and again this is my first online story. Big thanx goes to Lady K2, and again thanx goes to Lady Mage, she has been a great supporter. Thanx to you all the reviews and keep them coming your support is greatly appreciated! You guys have been awesome! Hope you enjoy!
-VampyricAngel
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About an hour before sunset, Selene awoke, her Vampiric heart still ached with pain, all
because of Viktor.. The young Vampiress clenched her hands into fists, her long nails
elongating and cutting deeply into her pale flesh. Her eyes went pale electrum blue, through
her rage, rolling off of her mate carefully, glancing at Michael briefly, Selene kissed hip lips.
In a fit of rage, Selene stormed out of her chambers, down to the training hall. She walked
angrily through the richly decorated hall, anger brewing like a dark storm cloud in her soul.
Turning into a smaller corridor and going down two flights of stairs, she came to a set of
heavy polished pine double doors. Punching in the code to access the private training rooms.
These were strictly for the most high ranking Death Dealers. Selene strode in, taking in the
familiar surroundings. The walls were a spartan, but had everything an immortal could
possibly want to train in or with. A perfect place for the raven haired Vampiress could vent
her raging pain. Then she made her way to the weapons room. Going to her private storage
lockers, looking through the bulletproof glass, Selene typed in her personal code, and the
Plexiglas doors slid open. The female Vampire selected one of the weapons that the
Vampiress had first learned to train with, a long, elegant, silver sword, in fact it was a very
special sword to her. Selene had kept it here for safety, because she had spent so much time
here. This place was a second home to the young Vampiress. Lifting the sword with ease,
Selene took her position, years of practice and constant training kicking in. The Death
Dealer hissed angrily and began the first steps in fencing, throwing herself into her exercises
with all her Vampiric strength, trying to vent her pent up rage and sorrow. Fighting an
invisible enemy only she could see. A man she once thought was everything to her, made her
what she, and became a father to her in every manner possible……
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Michael awoke to empty arms.. Not finding a trace of his mate, but then he picked up her
scent. Sniffing madly, Michael scrambled out of bed and began to follow her intoxicating
scent. Wandering down the deserted corridor of the stunning mansion of Halalhaz, thoughts
swirling like the wind of a wild dust storm in the desert.. Mainly focused on one steely
Vampiress whom was so tough but so fragile at the same time..
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This is my first story online that I have published so please be kind, but please Read and Review!!! Once again I want thank everybody who is reviewing, for their support. I really appreciate all the reviews, and please keep them coming. Sorry this is just a bit short. Still just a few little filler chapters right now. A bit of settling in in Halalhaz for now. I wanted to delve a little into Selene and Michael's characters, trying very hard to keep them in sinc with who they actually are. Sorry if this was a little bit too sappy, but I am trying to truly convey Selene's tortured state of emotions currently and Michael trying to cope with her. I will keep spitting out chapters as fast as I can. It is a little hectic with finals coming. Yes its true, after I finish this fic, there will be a sequel, I am working on as we speak, but you have to wait till I am finished with this one first. (Evil Laughs) More to come soon!
Thanx!