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Long, lost words whisper slowly to me
Still can't find what keeps me here
He was lying there, motionless. He could hear them talk. And somehow, he could see them too. Them, Vampires. She was lying on the damp ground while the other was standing in front of her. She was in danger. He could easily tell it. By seeing the fright and sorrow in her eyes and that cold expression of hatred on his face, he could tell it.
"Get away, you aren't safe here!" he felt like yelling at her. But she couldn't hear him. Never would she hear him. She was just lying there, barely able to fix the other Vampire in the eyes, as this expression of disbelief took possession of her beautiful face.
At that moment, the other Vampire took a few steps towards him. He could feel it. He could feel danger getting closer and closer. Perhaps she wasn't the only one who was at his mercy. The older Vampire kept walking towards his vulnerable lying body. "Let me be," he felt like saying. "Can't you see all the sufferance you've caused around you."
These words were useless. He couldn't hear him. No one would ever hear him. The old Vampire finally stopped right in front of his dead body and slightly bent over. Lucian felt rage and hatred invade him as Viktor reached for the medallion.
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Michael suddenly woke up, his hand on his medallion. Lucian's medallion. Panting heavily, he tightly grasped the pendant as his eyes browsed around the room. His bedroom. He was at his apartment. Regaining his senses, he realized that he wasn't alone.
He turned his head to the right and saw a beautiful Vampiress lying beside him. Selene. Somehow, he had managed to warm up her immortal heart and melt the cruel hoarfrost enclosing it. And then his thought came back to this nightmare he's had.
"Cursed dream," he mumbled. And soon it came up to his mind that yet again, this wasn't a dream, but memories. Lucian's memories. Michael let out a deep sigh and turned the other way around as he kept repeating to himself that it was only a dream.
Beside him, Selene was lying on her back, plunged into her Vampire slumber. Her too, she was having a dream. Or so she thought she was.
For all this time I've been so hollow inside
I know you're still there
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Incoherent thoughts and images were invading her mind. So many voices, so many visions. she couldn't tell them apart. But yet again, these weren't visions, but memories. Her own memories. And somehow, she knew that this wasn't normal.
Then some painful memories plagued her mind. Memories of bleeding corpses on the floor, and dying horses neighing for mercy. Selene's consciousness travelled through what was believe to be an old Victorian house.
A full grown body of a man was lying on the floor, his skull cracked open; he was dead. Her father. Beside him was the body of a grown woman surrounded by blood. Deep wounds were everywhere on her neck, as if some long, pointy claws have choked her to death. Her mother.
Finally, the jumbling images froze and she found herself in a strangely familiar bedroom. Knelt on the floor and pressed against the wall, she took some glimpses around the place as her eyes came across the dead bodies of two young girls, each in a different bed.
Their throats were cut open and they were all emptied of their blood. Her nieces. And beside, the dead body of another woman, slightly older than Selene herself. Selene's sister. Dead. Butchered like animals. Selene's family have been murdered.
As she glanced around the room, her eyes came across the figure of a tall man standing in front of her. He had short grey hair and seemed to be in the late fifties, early sixties. He had cold ice blue eyes that were staring at Selene with that strange expression of sympathy as the young girl's eyes started to fill up with tears.
Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
His long leather coat gave the impression of floating behind him as the man started to walk towards Selene. Sobs began to enhance in her throat as Selene flinched and pressed herself even more against the wall.
The man stopped a few inches from her and knelt down beside her, as his cold and grave features slightly softened. "Don't be afraid," he said in a soft voice. "You are safe, now."
Selene couldn't move, put aside the fact that she was trembling with fear. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice obviously shaking. "What do you want from me?"
"I am Viktor," the man declared. "Don't worry, my child. I'm not going to harm you," he said, bringing his hand to her chin, to what Selene startled.
Fearing you, loving you
I won't let you pull me down
Selene looked at him with disbelief and fright. "What happened to my sister and my nieces? And my parents. who killed them?" she asked as tears began to flow down her blushed cheeks.
Viktor stood back up as the same stern expression reappeared on his features. "Your family. has been slaughtered by Lycans," he pronounced the last word with hatred and revulsion. "I have saved you," he held her his hand for assistance.
Selene, her breath still brief and trembling from threatening sobs, stared at Viktor straight in the eyes and then took his hand as he left her back on her feet.
"That night he made me a Vampire," her own voice resounded in her head as many other images and thoughts started to ravage her mind. "He gave me the strength to avenge my family, and since then I've never looked back."
Selene identified another familiar voice among the others. "He's the one who killed your family. Not the Lycans," a manly voice said. "It was he, who crept from room to room, dispatching everyone close to your heart."
And then again, her own voice, "It wasn't the Lycans. It was you."
Haunting me, I can smell you alive
Your heart pounding in my head
These painful memories caused Selene to turned around in Michael's bed. Crimson tears ran down her pale cheeks. "How could you bear my trust, knowing that you'd killed my family?" her voice resounded again.
Selene's memories froze again and she found herself standing face to face with Viktor. Selene holding a sword, and Viktor holding a threatening dagger in each hand. Both glaring at each other.
Watching me, wanting me
I won't let you pull me down
"How dare you defy me?" Viktor hissed. "I will kill you, exactly like I did to your family." He stepped foreword, heading for Selene, but then froze on the spot as his eyes widened with what he had never, ever felt for centuries: fear. Selene held his sword in front of her, discovering fresh crimson blood on the blade.
A diagonal line of blood appeared on Viktor's face and the top of his head slid into the water. He was dead. Selene had killed him. "That was for my family," she though as she closed her eyes, letting out a deep sigh.
Saving me,
Raping me,
Watching me.
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As these cruel memories were haunting Selene, Michael was still lying asleep beside her. Although he had finally manage to fall back asleep, the visions had still found a way to get to his mind and ravage his thoughts.
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He was slowly walking in the subway station, making his way through the people crowding the place. Each step he took was painful to him. Each movement he made was making him suffer.
Without any precise destination, he continued pacing through the thick crowd, as people's attention were often brought on him for an unknown reason. He had to get out of here. He had to find out why he was still here.
Watching me, haunting me
I can feel you pull me down
It's at this moment that the subway made its appearance, stopping right beside him. It's when he turned around towards the glass windows of the subway that he saw his reflection.
Lucian's reflection.
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Michael sat up straight in his bed, panting heavily. All drained in his own sweat, he looked down at him for assurance. Once again, he had had Lucian's visions. But why? Wasn't Lucian dead? "Why again?" Michael whispered to himself. "This has to stop now," he thought.
Fearing you, holding you
I won't let you pull me down