I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just have to leave
The tunnels of the sewers in the underworld were once again empty. Only was audible the sound of the slight drops of water dripping to the ground. Some lightening coming from the outside world could also be heard, revealing that the torrent and downpour had once more struck back, in the very city of Budapest.
Indeed, Budapest was commonly known as the city where rain and bad weather were very frequent. It has been a long while since the residents of Budapest have experienced one of the hot and sunny days that were indeed very rare. The city was once again plunged into a world of gloom and obscurity, at the point that we couldn't tell the difference between night and day.
However, there was at least one place in Hungary that was actually as dim and gloomy as this city.
One room, only one room of the vast and empty sewers of the city was invaded with distress and pain. The dreadful scent of death was filling it up, revealing that blood, a lot of blood has shed, not even a day ago.
And it's in this very room that a life has been taken away, after so many years of anguished and painful immortality. On the moist ground of the tiny room, was laying the unconscious body of a Lycan.
Lucian's body.
Because your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
Lucian's body, that was now tainted with silver nitrate, shot by no other than this Kraven, bloody coward he was. But then again, death was a paradise if it meant being with her, again. With Sonja, his beloved bride, condemned to death, for loving him. A Lycan.
For many centuries of his miserable life, hatred and lust for revenge had only been the reasons for Lucian to stay alive. And now, he could rest. Now, he could join his beloved Sonja, beyond the wretched existence he'd gone through. He could rest in peace, now that his will was done. The Vampire-Lycan crossbreed had been created. The hybrid Viktor had feared for centuries. The hybrid that could have been his unborn child.
Yes. Now that Michael Corvin had become this creature Lucian had planned to create for the major part of his living, all was over. A brand new life was waiting for Lucian. A new life, entirely spent in the arms of the love of his life.
A weak smile had appeared on Lucian's lifeless features, as he somehow knew his soul was soon to meet Sonja's, at long last. He had been waiting for this very moment to occur, and finally, he was so close--- finally, nothing was standing in his way---
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Sonja was graciously strolling down the hallway as his eyes were set on her. And only her. He only could see her. And their eyes locked, as Lucian felt a smile appear on his face. And so did she.
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His hand gently swept along the edge of her vanity table. He stared again in the gilded mirror as arms enfolded around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her thin waist as a lovely smile appeared on her beautiful face. He was lost in her, in her striking emerald eyes. And then her lips found his. They were alone. Alone in the whole world. They kissed for a short moment, that seemed to be like hours. Oh, how they wished it could last forever.
There's just too much the time cannot erase
Unfortunately, every good moment has its end. Sonja broke the kiss as a lovely smile appeared on her face. Lucian couldn't resist and smiled as well, his eyes glinting with love. She opened her mouth to say something but it's at this right moment that the door slammed open. Viktor stormed in his daughter's bedroom, accompanied by a few Death Dealers.
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The floor of the Medieval crypt was cold and damp. Lucian was clenched to the ground, cruel, silver chains tightened to his wrists and legs. In front of him was a beautiful Vampire suspended to a pillar, crying tears of blood.
Sonja. His Sonja. His beloved Sonja.
He was staring at her, his eyes pleading with alarm, distress--- and love. And she was looking back at him, her beautiful emerald eyes gorged with crimson tears.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
Lucian suddenly felt something powerful hitting him brightly on his bare back. He loudly cried in pain, as another whip struck him across his bloody back, causing him to scream louder. Around them were some Lycans that were held behind barriers, growling ruthlessly at the two Death Dealers who were whipping their comrade to death.
It's at this very moment that the heavy wooden doors of the crypt opened and Viktor entered with some of his Council Members. To this, Sonja lifted her head that was up to now hanging low with sorrow and betrayal and took a quick glimpse at Viktor, and then at her beloved Lucian, who was still enduring the pain of the harsh whips hitting him and harming him. Deep down inside her immortal heart she knew, she knew that he was to bear any kind of torture if it was for her.
Although this precious thought had only provoked her to cry even more. As for Viktor, his grief was hidden behind a cold mask of hatred and wrath. Lucian dared to look up, his Lycan eyes going from his beloved and then to his master, Sonja's very own father. Who knew what he was up to?
An awful thought suddenly went through Lucian's mind, "No--- he cannot do this to her--- no---" But somehow he knew there was no way out for him --- and her. His eyes went back to Sonja, her gaze always set on his wounded features. The pain in his eyes was enough to make her cry.
"No! Stop this, please! Let him free, please---" she was begging her father as tears were deafening her pleas. While some Council members were looking scornfully at the poor Lycan, others had their eyes full of pity stuck on Sonja. As for Viktor, he was just glaring into emptiness. He then turned around and left the Chamber, followed by the other Vampires.
It's at this moment that a part of the ceiling opened and slowly, very slowly, sunlight began to enter the room. Sonja looked up, and then knew what was waiting for her. Death.
"No! Not the sunlight!! Not on her!! Noooo!!" Lucian cried his lungs out. But it was too late. Sonja's screech filled the room and by the same way Lucian's head and heart. A scream he will never ever forget.
Sonja was dead.
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You used to captivate me by your resonating mind
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all of the sanity in me
Lucian's memories broke again, to finally arrive six hundred years later. In fact, only a few hours after Lucian's death. There was that Vampire --- Death Dealer, lying on the ground a few feet away from him. She was called Selene, he believed. Also, another Vampire was standing in front of the female Vampire. It was Viktor. Sonja's father, Sonja's murderer.
Panting heavily, the female Vampire on the floor raised her head and eyes and looked fearfully at Viktor, who looked back at her with pity--- and what he believed was compassion. He kneel down beside her as she slightly flinched, crimson tears filling her ice blue eyes. "Forgive me, my child," Viktor said softly.
Selene looked at him with disbelief, and ice blue eyes met. "It wasn't the Lycans," she began. Viktor looked down at the indignant expression Selene had on her wounded face, as if he didn't know what she was talking about. "It was you," Selene whispered, her voice obviously trembling.
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just to much the time cannot erase
And then, Viktor knew. He knew what she was talking about. Still looking down at her, he raised an eyebrow and stood up, instructing the other Vampires who were standing behind to leave him and Selene alone.
Selene didn't move an inch, put aside that she was now trembling with fear. "How could you bear my trust, knowing that you've killed my family?" she said as tears started to go down her pale cheeks.
"Yes, I have taken from you," Viktor admitted, "but I have given so much more. Is it not a fair trade for the life I have granted you? The gift of immortality--"
"And the life of your daughter?" Selene cut him off. "Your own flesh and blood?" To these cruel words, Viktor felt his heart pounding heavily as harsh memories and grief started to invade him. And somehow, a few feet away from them, Lucian felt the urge of being alive, there, to avenge her. His precious Sonja.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
Viktor turned away from Selene and walked towards Lucian's lying body. An expression of hatred and disgust appeared on his face at the sight of the treacherous beast, as he called him. He slightly bent over Lucian's corpse, his hand reaching for his pendant. Lucian's pendant. Sonja's pendant.
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Lucian's hand savagely landed on his own chest, searching for the pendant. It wasn't here. It was missing. It was gone. All of a sudden, his eyes opened violently, filled with hatred and lust for revenge. The only feelings he's been living for. He was alive. Still. Alive, to avenge his love. Sonja.
Looking around the room, he slowly and painfully got up. He wasn't ready to rest. His task wasn't accomplished yet. Only two matters had to be dealt with. Find the medallion…
And kill Kraven… if it hadn't already been done.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along