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The Elders' Resting Chamber was filled of heavy and drained panting. Marcus was sitting in his throne, slowly regenerating. He was barely recognizable, his immortal dry skin hiding his handsome features.
The reason of his awakening, he ignored it. Though he somehow knew it was his turn to take over the mansion, he couldn't understand where Amelia was and why she wasn't present at his arousing. He then closed his eyes, focusing on the memories that have been transmitted to him.
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Viktor was sitting in his throne, as Selene was standing in font of him, holding a gun to the old Lycan's head, her hand on his shoulder. As for Kraven, the bloody coward, he was standing in the corner of the room, eying everyone, from Viktor, to Selene, to this unknown Lycan.
"And a few years later, he fathered at least two children, who inherited of the same trait," the Lycan was saying.
"The sons of the Corvinus clan," Viktor replied. "One bitten by bat, one by wolf, and one to walk the lonely road of mortality as a human. It's a ridiculous legend, nothing more," he seemed to accuse.
"It may be, but our species too had a common ancestor," the Lycan replied.
Viktor sent him a fiery glare and said, raising his voice, "There is a descendant of Corvinus lying there, not three feet from you!" he pointed at Marcus's tomb.
"Yes, but he's already a Vampire," the Lycan scientist said. "We needed a pure source, untainted. An exact duplicate of the original virus, which we learned was hidden away in the genetic code of its human descendants. Corvinus blood strained itself, down through the ages, to Michael Corvin," he said then laughed, as Selene's face paled even more. "His blood allows for a perfect union between our species."
To this, Viktor glared deadly at the Lycan with disgust. "There can be no such union. And to speak of it is harassing."
A sudden smirk appeared on the old Lycan's face and he said, "We'll see. Once Lucian has injected--"
"Lucian is dead," Viktor cut him off with hatred in his voice.
"According to whom?" the Lycan said, the same old smirk on his face. Viktor raised his head as Selene dryly turned around. The traitor was gone. Kraven had betrayed them. Has lied to them. To his own kind. And he wasn't going to get off so easily, for sure. Viktor walked towards Selene as this one had her eyes fixed on their prisoner.
"I can assure you, my child," Viktor said to Selene. "Kraven will pay with his life."
"Soon this house will lie in ruins," the voice of the old Lycan resounded through the Chamber.
Selene held her gun to his already damaged head, "Not before you."
The Lycan, realising his mistake, begged them to forgive him, "No, no, wait! You and you alone will know the truth of this!" Viktor nodded, ordering Selene to let him talk. And the Lycan continued, "If Lucian was able to get his hand on the blood of a pure-born, a powerful Elder, like Amelia or yourself," he said in the direction of the Elder, "and injected along with Michael's blood."
"Abomination," Viktor said with disgust.
"Half-Vampire, half-Lycan, but stronger than both," the Lycan concluded, obviously absorbed by what he was saying.
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This sentence has anchored itself in Marcus's mind. "Half-Vampire, half- Lycan, but stronger than both." A crossbreed of the two species. This thing Viktor has feared for centuries, was about to happen. If not already. But Marcus didn't know. Until his memories broke again and took back from when-- -
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--- the plexi glass doors of the Crypt opened to reveal an army of Death Dealers, of which Kahn was the head. An expression of sorrow, yet of commitment, on his face, he stepped forward, "My Lord. The Counsel Members have been assassinated."
Viktor's eyes widened and he paled even more as Selene sent him a baffled look. "What of Amelia?" Viktor asked hopefully.
Kahn paused and let out a slight sigh, "They bled her dry." To this, Viktor and Selene both let out a sigh of grief and sadness.
And through this sepulchral atmosphere, resounded the voice of the old Lycan prisoner, "This has already begun." He'd had just the time of letting out a slight yet mischievous laugh before Viktor crushed the Lycan's skull with a single blow. The dead crushed on the floor, a huge amount of Lycan blood dripping from his struck face, and spreading all over the floor.
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It's at this moment that the plexi glass doors of the Chamber opened and Mason entered. His eyes widened like never before, when he saw someone sitting in the Elders' throne, at the far end of the room. Marcus opened his immortal eyes and stared at Mason. Explanations were what he needed. And urged.
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The Elders' Resting Chamber was filled of heavy and drained panting. Marcus was sitting in his throne, slowly regenerating. He was barely recognizable, his immortal dry skin hiding his handsome features.
The reason of his awakening, he ignored it. Though he somehow knew it was his turn to take over the mansion, he couldn't understand where Amelia was and why she wasn't present at his arousing. He then closed his eyes, focusing on the memories that have been transmitted to him.
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Viktor was sitting in his throne, as Selene was standing in font of him, holding a gun to the old Lycan's head, her hand on his shoulder. As for Kraven, the bloody coward, he was standing in the corner of the room, eying everyone, from Viktor, to Selene, to this unknown Lycan.
"And a few years later, he fathered at least two children, who inherited of the same trait," the Lycan was saying.
"The sons of the Corvinus clan," Viktor replied. "One bitten by bat, one by wolf, and one to walk the lonely road of mortality as a human. It's a ridiculous legend, nothing more," he seemed to accuse.
"It may be, but our species too had a common ancestor," the Lycan replied.
Viktor sent him a fiery glare and said, raising his voice, "There is a descendant of Corvinus lying there, not three feet from you!" he pointed at Marcus's tomb.
"Yes, but he's already a Vampire," the Lycan scientist said. "We needed a pure source, untainted. An exact duplicate of the original virus, which we learned was hidden away in the genetic code of its human descendants. Corvinus blood strained itself, down through the ages, to Michael Corvin," he said then laughed, as Selene's face paled even more. "His blood allows for a perfect union between our species."
To this, Viktor glared deadly at the Lycan with disgust. "There can be no such union. And to speak of it is harassing."
A sudden smirk appeared on the old Lycan's face and he said, "We'll see. Once Lucian has injected--"
"Lucian is dead," Viktor cut him off with hatred in his voice.
"According to whom?" the Lycan said, the same old smirk on his face. Viktor raised his head as Selene dryly turned around. The traitor was gone. Kraven had betrayed them. Has lied to them. To his own kind. And he wasn't going to get off so easily, for sure. Viktor walked towards Selene as this one had her eyes fixed on their prisoner.
"I can assure you, my child," Viktor said to Selene. "Kraven will pay with his life."
"Soon this house will lie in ruins," the voice of the old Lycan resounded through the Chamber.
Selene held her gun to his already damaged head, "Not before you."
The Lycan, realising his mistake, begged them to forgive him, "No, no, wait! You and you alone will know the truth of this!" Viktor nodded, ordering Selene to let him talk. And the Lycan continued, "If Lucian was able to get his hand on the blood of a pure-born, a powerful Elder, like Amelia or yourself," he said in the direction of the Elder, "and injected along with Michael's blood."
"Abomination," Viktor said with disgust.
"Half-Vampire, half-Lycan, but stronger than both," the Lycan concluded, obviously absorbed by what he was saying.
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This sentence has anchored itself in Marcus's mind. "Half-Vampire, half- Lycan, but stronger than both." A crossbreed of the two species. This thing Viktor has feared for centuries, was about to happen. If not already. But Marcus didn't know. Until his memories broke again and took back from when-- -
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--- the plexi glass doors of the Crypt opened to reveal an army of Death Dealers, of which Kahn was the head. An expression of sorrow, yet of commitment, on his face, he stepped forward, "My Lord. The Counsel Members have been assassinated."
Viktor's eyes widened and he paled even more as Selene sent him a baffled look. "What of Amelia?" Viktor asked hopefully.
Kahn paused and let out a slight sigh, "They bled her dry." To this, Viktor and Selene both let out a sigh of grief and sadness.
And through this sepulchral atmosphere, resounded the voice of the old Lycan prisoner, "This has already begun." He'd had just the time of letting out a slight yet mischievous laugh before Viktor crushed the Lycan's skull with a single blow. The dead crushed on the floor, a huge amount of Lycan blood dripping from his struck face, and spreading all over the floor.
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It's at this moment that the plexi glass doors of the Chamber opened and Mason entered. His eyes widened like never before, when he saw someone sitting in the Elders' throne, at the far end of the room. Marcus opened his immortal eyes and stared at Mason. Explanations were what he needed. And urged.