Greetings from The Lady Mage.

Hello, and welcome to chapter 17. This one is really short, but it kinda has to be. If I didn't break it off here, it wouldn't make sense. You'll see. Read, enjoy, review!

DISCLAIMER: . . . . I'm not putting these up anymore. If you didn't see it in the first sixteen chapters, you ain't looking for it!

RATING: PG-13 for a little light cussing.


Selene met Kindra and the children in the hallway, scooping up Sondra when they neared. "Did you have a good lunch, angelface?" she asked, giving her daughter a kiss on the cheek.

"Mm-hm!" Sondra murmered happily. "Kimdra made us samiches." Nikkie, settled comfortably against Kindra's chest, nodded absently as he yawned. Sondra joined him, yawning as well.

"Somebody is tired." Kindra said softly, smoothing Nikkie's hair with her free hand. She looked to Selene. "Where's Erika?"

"In my room. We're going to put them down in there today." answered the vampiress, leading the young nanny into the bedroom.

Erika was spreading a blue and white cloud blanket over Selene and Michael's comforter when they entered. She had already laid out the children's blankies- Sondra's being pink and Nikkie's a light teal. She took Nikkie when Kindra came to her to finish preparing the bed for naptime.

"My little doll." Erika cooed to her son, cuddling him close and kissing his forhead. He smiled in her arms, resting his head against her neck with a soft, affectionate 'Mommy'.

Kindra settled two pillows on the blanket. "Bien, bebes. Heure pour le sommeil. (Alright, babies. Time for sleep.)"

Both children playfully groaned as their mothers laid them down and covered them up. Each recieved a kiss before the lights were turned out, and the two were left to drift off to sleep.

Alone.


Kraven bit his lip to keep from gasping. What luck! The nanny had left the Selene and Erika! The children were all alone! And another big shock to his system: The little boy belonged to Erika! Two birds with one stone on this deal!

Slowly, quietly, carefully he crept from his hiding place, creeping to the bedroom door and peering into the darkness within. It had only been a few minutes, but both children were already fast asleep. Why, they were sitting ducks just waiting for him!

He crept up next to the bed, staring down at the two toddlers. They slept clutching one another, unaware of the dangerous vampire looming above them, too lost in their dreams to notice, too innocent to care.

Now, what to do with them?


"The fights begin in ten minutes!" Michael called over the sound of the underground. Vampire and lycan filled the room, seated around the ring, eagerly awaiting the bell that would sound the first fight. "Group one: 25 to 100 years, meet with Lucian and Marcus in the All Purpose room!"

Kindra smiled at Damon as he stood up from their shared spot on the front row. The two had had a 'kiss and make up' a half hour ago after she'd settled the children for their nap. He leaned down and gave her a kiss.

"Kick ass." she commanded gently. He smirked wolfishly at her with a nod, then followed the other lycans and vampires in his age group back to the All Purpose.

Erika came and sat next to Kindra when Damon left. "How do you think he'll do?" she asked, offering Kindra some of her blood wine.

The young nanny politely refused the alcohol. "I think he'll make well. He is strong for his age- even Lucian says so. And he has a mate now- that's added incentive to beat the living shit out of another lycanthrope."

"Guess we'll see?" Selene asked, coming and sitting on Erika's other side. She smiled towards Michael who was standing in the ring, waiting.

"We shall." Erika said, gesturing to the fighters filing back in.

Lucian joined Michael in the ring, and handed him a couple of index cards. He took the microphone, and addressed the crowd. "Are you ready?!" The crowd roared and hissed back to him. He handed the mike back to Michael.

"Okay, we have four fighters- three lycan, one vampire." Michael read off the card. "First into the ring are Token-Lycan-54 years, and Jackson-Vampire-78 years." The two fighters stepped into the ring. "We want a clean fight. No transforming, no KILLING. You kill eachother, you are disquallified. DO NOT BREAK THE DAMN RING!"

"AND FOR GOD'S SAKE, DON'T SEND ANYONE FLYING INTO THE DAMN CROWD!" Marcus yelled from across the room.

Michael nodded. "Yeah. What he said."

A few immortals chuckled across the giant room. Michael and Lucian left the ring, locked it closed, and the fights began.


He could kill them now.

It would be so easy. They wouldn't even know it until they awoke on the other side. He could reach down and tear their little throats open. He could hold the pillows over their little faces. He could snap their little necks like pencils in his hands.

But that would be too easy.

Oh, Selene and Erika would suffer with the loss of their children, but this seemed too quick- a coward's way out. What would he do? Slice their throats, then sneak back out? What would that accomplish? They wouldn't even know who did it! They would probably think someone within their own coven commited the evil deed.

So then, what to do?

Kraven drummed his fingers on his chin, one arm crossed over his chest, as he watched the two hybrids sleep. Suddenly, the little boy stirred. Startled in his thoughts, the idea came to him from the very depths of his twisted mind. He know what to do. The ex-regent smirked devilishly as he reached down to the two toddlers.

With gentle hands, he cupped each face, his touch enough to wake the two. They stared up at him with innocent, questioning eyes. He smiled as sweetly as he could down at them, petting the girl's hair and patting the boy's head.

"Hello, pumpkins . . . " he said quietly to them. "I'm your Uncle Kraven. We're going to go on a little trip . . . "


Cue the dramatic music! OMG! BAD, BAD MAGE! Big cliffy not nice! Tune in next time!

The Lady Mage

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