Disclaimer: I do not own Underworld or their awesome characters.. Nuff said!!
Things are starting to heat up for our favorite pair, This chapter focuses solely on Selene and her emotions. 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. (Oh and the very rude and hurtful comment from a certain Shinkyou(), I realize that was your opinion. Nevertheless I did not appreciate you telling me for the sake of readers everywhere to stop writing. This is my fic not yours! Hisses) With that settled. Thanx for 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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Selene parried and thrust her elegant sword with all her might. Her strength waning naught.
The Vampiress hissed in rage at her traitorous sire. Pain and anger alike leaking from her
hiss. Finally taking the sword and slashing her arm, having to get her anger out somehow, and
not knowing how. Blood dripped slowly, but the young Vampire clamped on it to stop the
flow, still seething . Laying the sword carefully aside, Selene came to the next room through a
flight of stairs, dipping slightly downward. The Death Dealer walked over to a very
seemingly death bent, obstacle course. One had to climb up about 50 feet just to get started. It
started out as a long sprinting platform, then an abrupt gap, to be jumped onto the next platform
15 feet away, then another followed it. Leaving a 50 foot drop to the ground, to a part that
was actually below the floor level. Then targets made into Lycan forms were set to bust out
and all be disarmed, bare handed. Followed by a set of hurdles to be jumped and flipped over.
Once that part was completed, a huge imperious looking, 60 foot wall came up that had to be
scaled, without aid, a challenge in its own, even when their fingernails could extend into deadly
claws. Simply because it a literally a sheer wall, hard to get a hold on.. That left a formidable
drop down the other side, a few junior Death Dealers had snapped their necks due to a
miscalculated jump. The jump down then trailed out into a huge cage, where fighting dummies
were set to spring and attack. But they were not ordinary dummies, again shaped into Lycan
forms; these were computerized to fight back, more advanced than the last training dummies, as
each were capable of strategic thinking, which meant they could fight back. The obstacle course,
or "Halal Marcius" Hungarian for Death Dance as the more junior Death Dealers named
it. Designed to test a Death Dealer to their Vampiric limits, used when a Vampire was
ready to attain higher rank, the most advanced of the Death Dealers were adepts of this very
rigorous course. Though even they still needed to be in peak form. Clenching her hands into
powerful fists, Selene vaulted up onto the tall platform with inhuman grace. Baring her
exposed porcelain white fangs, the young Vampiress let her rage build, feeding off of it. With
a hiss, Selene took a incredibly fast run, then jumped in midair. Twisting into an acrobatic
flip, she pushed her leather clad body to go farther, ending the jump in one long somersault,
landing on one knee, in a kneeling position onto the platform across from where she had made
the jump. Taking a another long quick sprint, the Death Dealer leaped, flipping head over
heels high in the air, landing onto the second platform in a diving roll nearly missing the edge, it
bit into her side, almost breaking a few ribs. Selene hissed darkly, loathing and anger pumping,
adding to her immortal strength, as her eyes changed to their pale electric blue hue. Ignoring
the searing pain from her bruised ribs, the Vampiress came to the edge of the tall steel platform.
Without a seconds hesitation, Selene opened her arms like an ascending angel of death,
nimbly stepping off the hard steel landing, plummeting downwards, landing on her feet as
gracefully as a dancer. Her bruised ribs took a beating on the way down, but she was lucky,
many young Death Dealer trainees lost their lives on this course, it was extremely dangerous
and timing was everything. Which was where the notorious name of Death Dance came
from among the junior Death Dealers. Selene remembered this course, the young Vampiress
trained here for her beginning rights as a new Death Dealer, she had run this dangerous
course before. Came out of it with a broken leg, but passed remarkably well. It had made her
beloved dark father so proud.. She remembered that night like crystal. But now, all it brought
was mostly pain. Selene looked forward, readying herself for the targets to bust out. When
the first Lycan dummy popped out, Selene round-house kicked it high in the forehead, the
force would most likely have cracked their skull if the dummy had been real. It withdrew,
Selene pounced on the second one, driving her claws into its chest, tearing parts of the stuffing
out. Then she jump kicked it and the dummy fell. The third and final Lycanthropic training
dummy came at her and Selene punched it with a swift two fisted punch, then backhanded it,
the power of her blow tearing the dummy off its hinges. Her anger at Viktor for doing what
he did to her flooding her senses, making her lose control.. With a primal Vampiric growl,
the young Vampiress dropped to her knees, inside she was slowly breaking, her iron-clad
control over her turmoil slipping..
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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 took so long to put out, life has been hectic. But I made it a little longer for you guys. 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. 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!