[Aloha, everybody! I figured I'd get this chapter out ASAP since I was so late with last chapter. Also, someone who reviewed commented on how Selene should have sensed Kraven. I thought about that, but then I thought 'Well, you're seeing your firstborn child for the first time since you had given her up, would you really be trying to sense another presence?']
[DISCLAIMER: I was in such a rush to get last chapter out, I forgot the disclaimer. I don't own it, but it'd be cool if I did.]
Chapter 3
The bell on the door dinged again, notifying everyone in the café that someone had walked in. Both Selene and Brenna turned their heads. Brenna rolled her eyes.
"Hey, Shannon. What brings you here?" Shannon waved excitedly.
"Hey, Renn." Shannon's smile diminished as she approached the counter. "God, Renn you look awful."
"Well thanks for coming right out and saying it." Brenna sighed and closed her eyes. "I haven't been sleeping well." Shannon cocked her head; what she lacked in maturity she made up for in understanding.
"Why not?" Brenna chuckled.
"This is gonna sound dumb, but I've been having these weird nightmares." Selene, who had been secretly eavesdropping, widened her eyes. Nightmares? Could they be visions, like Michael had?
Brenna looked at the clock. "I'm way overdue for a break." She tapped Selene on the shoulder, and Selene jumped slightly. "Ma'am, I'm going on a break, if there's anything I can help you with, just ask." Selene nodded as Brenna grabbed a cup of coffee and sat at a table with her friend.
"So, Renn, wha-cha doin' later tonight?" Brenna shrugged.
"Nothing I guess...why?"
"Well there's this party, and you should go!" Brenna shook her head.
"No, I already feel like I'm going to pass out. I don't feel like doing anything." Shannon clucked her tongue.
"You're missin' out, Renn. There's gonna be..." Shannon looked around and made sure no one was listening. She conveniently overlooked Selene as she lowered her voice. "There's gonna be alcohol." Shannon smiled widely, not noticing that Selene's hyped up hearing had picked every world of what she said. Selene narrowed her eyes.
"Even more reason not to go. I already feel like crap, I don't need help in that department." A couple of seconds later, Mr. Beauregard poked his head out of the back room.
"Brenna, I'm not paying you to socialize! Please get back to work. I'll be back here if you need me." Brenna sighed deeply.
"Yes, sir." She turned back to Shannon. "Well, I gotta get back to work." Shannon nodded and stood.
"Call me if you change your mind about the party!!" Shannon opened the door, and as she was walking out a tall man was pushing his way in. Shannon thought nothing of it and walked toward her car. Back in the café, the same man rushed in. Selene was brought out of her shock induced stupor by a very foul- and very familiar- stench. Selene turned in time to see a tall, dark man rush into the café and pull out his gun. Brenna, who had her back turned, had craned her head to the left to see what was going on. She turned all the way around when she saw the man running toward her. Her eyes traveled to the gun in his hand as he collided into her and stopped her from falling all in the same movement. While that was going on, Selene pulled out her gun and pointed it toward the man, who chuckled.
"Nice to see you too." His smile faded and he brought his gun to Brenna's head. "Drop it. Slide it over." Brenna felt a terrible pain in the pit of her stomach. Reluctantly, Selene dropped her gun and kicked it toward Kraven. Kraven picked it up, his gun still pointed at Brenna's temple.
"All right, now let her go, Kraven." Brenna needed to get out of his grasp before she threw up. She was sure she was going to. She said the only thing that came to mind.
"Look, you can have all of the money in the cash register, just let me go." Kraven chuckled again.
"It's not the cash I want." Mr. Beauregard, who had heard the commotion, stuck his head out of the backroom door.
"What is going on?" He noticed Kraven. "Oh my god!" Kraven pointed Selene's gun at Mr. Beauregard.
"Get back in the room, old man, this doesn't concern you." Mr. Beauregard quickly complied, slamming and locking the backroom door. Brenna tried to wriggle out of Kraven's grasp, thinking the vomit in her stomach was going to erupt any second.
"Quit squirming! Don't you want to hear the truth?" Kraven smiled slyly. Selene's eyes widened.
"Kraven, this is NOT your place." Kraven's smile just widened.
"It could have been, but no, you had to pick that...that...LYCAN!" Kraven's smile faded into a look of rage and hatred. "And now you're going to pay...with her life." He motioned to Brenna. Never, since she had found her family slaughtered, had Selene felt this helpless. I lost them, and I'll be damned if I lose my daughter too.
Brenna's head started to spin. What's going on...? I feel...so...dizzy. Brenna started to clutch her stomach as best as she could. Kraven noticed this and looked toward Selene, who was also perplexed.
"What is she doing?" Kraven demanded.
"I...don't know." At that second, Brenna's eyes turned black, but not just any black. Selene recognized this from Michael's previous transformations. Selene could tell Brenna was fighting the hybrid transformation, to little avail. Kraven scowled.
"This has gone on far enough." He put his finger on the trigger. "It's time for this to end." Selene's eyes widened further. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a half-transformed Brenna elbowed him in his stomach. Kraven clutched his stomach in pain. He unwittingly pulled the trigger of one of the guns, sending a harmless shot into the pale yellow tiles on the floor. Selene took the opportunity and kicked a bent over Kraven directly in the face. Kraven landed on his back, still holding his stomach. Selene, who was searching through her trench coat, found what she was looking for- a syringe filled with clear liquid. She approached Brenna, who was now on all fours fighting the hybrid transformation with all of her might. Selene stuck the needle in Brenna's left shoulder blade and pressed a button, immediately injecting the fluid into Brenna's bloodstream. The injection helped Brenna fight the transformation. It reversed until Brenna was fully human again and extremely groggy. Selene grabbed her and started rushing toward the door, hoping to make it out before Kraven got up. As much as Selene wanted to cause Kraven an ungodly amount of pain, her first priority was to get Brenna back to the house so that she could transform and not be seen. Luckily, Selene half-dragged Brenna to the car before Kraven could even get out of the café. Brenna rubbed her head as she sat in the passenger's seat of Selene's car.
"Wha's goin' on? Whahappened?" Brenna's head lolled to the side.
"I'll explain when we get home." Brenna glanced out the window.
"My house is the other way. You're going the wrong way." Brenna pointed her thumb back. Selene sighed.
"No I'm not."
Back at Selene and Michael's house, Michael was thanking god that Selene wasn't home. His lycan friend, Ambrose, had called to inform her of Michael's whereabouts the other night. He knew if she found out that she would get EXTREMELY pissed. Michael looked at the clock, which read eight forty. Michael plopped himself down on the couch and started to flick through the channels, already knowing that nothing good was on. He heard a pair of screeching tires coming up the driveway. Michael stopped channel surfing when he heard the front door slam. He briskly walked to the door and immediately saw Selene pulling somebody into the house.
"What's going on?" Michael was dumbfounded, until he caught a whiff of the somebody Selene was pulling. "Ohh, what happened?" Selene looked up and glared.
"Kraven." The name made Michael's blood boil. He hated Kraven after Kraven had sucker punched him all those years ago.
"We have to get her downstairs, she's going to transform any second." As if on cue, Brenna doubled over and clenched her teeth. What...the...hell is...happening to me? Brenna felt herself being carried downstairs. She could feel the bouncing as whoever was carrying her descended the steps, and it only amplified the pain. As Brenna felt every bone in her body being pulled apart, her world went dark.
[Wahoo! Chapter three is over! I hope you had as much fun reading this as I did writing it. Let me know what you think points to the review button. I'd like five or so reviews before I post the next chapter. Thanks to everyone who is actually reading this!]
[DISCLAIMER: I was in such a rush to get last chapter out, I forgot the disclaimer. I don't own it, but it'd be cool if I did.]
Chapter 3
The bell on the door dinged again, notifying everyone in the café that someone had walked in. Both Selene and Brenna turned their heads. Brenna rolled her eyes.
"Hey, Shannon. What brings you here?" Shannon waved excitedly.
"Hey, Renn." Shannon's smile diminished as she approached the counter. "God, Renn you look awful."
"Well thanks for coming right out and saying it." Brenna sighed and closed her eyes. "I haven't been sleeping well." Shannon cocked her head; what she lacked in maturity she made up for in understanding.
"Why not?" Brenna chuckled.
"This is gonna sound dumb, but I've been having these weird nightmares." Selene, who had been secretly eavesdropping, widened her eyes. Nightmares? Could they be visions, like Michael had?
Brenna looked at the clock. "I'm way overdue for a break." She tapped Selene on the shoulder, and Selene jumped slightly. "Ma'am, I'm going on a break, if there's anything I can help you with, just ask." Selene nodded as Brenna grabbed a cup of coffee and sat at a table with her friend.
"So, Renn, wha-cha doin' later tonight?" Brenna shrugged.
"Nothing I guess...why?"
"Well there's this party, and you should go!" Brenna shook her head.
"No, I already feel like I'm going to pass out. I don't feel like doing anything." Shannon clucked her tongue.
"You're missin' out, Renn. There's gonna be..." Shannon looked around and made sure no one was listening. She conveniently overlooked Selene as she lowered her voice. "There's gonna be alcohol." Shannon smiled widely, not noticing that Selene's hyped up hearing had picked every world of what she said. Selene narrowed her eyes.
"Even more reason not to go. I already feel like crap, I don't need help in that department." A couple of seconds later, Mr. Beauregard poked his head out of the back room.
"Brenna, I'm not paying you to socialize! Please get back to work. I'll be back here if you need me." Brenna sighed deeply.
"Yes, sir." She turned back to Shannon. "Well, I gotta get back to work." Shannon nodded and stood.
"Call me if you change your mind about the party!!" Shannon opened the door, and as she was walking out a tall man was pushing his way in. Shannon thought nothing of it and walked toward her car. Back in the café, the same man rushed in. Selene was brought out of her shock induced stupor by a very foul- and very familiar- stench. Selene turned in time to see a tall, dark man rush into the café and pull out his gun. Brenna, who had her back turned, had craned her head to the left to see what was going on. She turned all the way around when she saw the man running toward her. Her eyes traveled to the gun in his hand as he collided into her and stopped her from falling all in the same movement. While that was going on, Selene pulled out her gun and pointed it toward the man, who chuckled.
"Nice to see you too." His smile faded and he brought his gun to Brenna's head. "Drop it. Slide it over." Brenna felt a terrible pain in the pit of her stomach. Reluctantly, Selene dropped her gun and kicked it toward Kraven. Kraven picked it up, his gun still pointed at Brenna's temple.
"All right, now let her go, Kraven." Brenna needed to get out of his grasp before she threw up. She was sure she was going to. She said the only thing that came to mind.
"Look, you can have all of the money in the cash register, just let me go." Kraven chuckled again.
"It's not the cash I want." Mr. Beauregard, who had heard the commotion, stuck his head out of the backroom door.
"What is going on?" He noticed Kraven. "Oh my god!" Kraven pointed Selene's gun at Mr. Beauregard.
"Get back in the room, old man, this doesn't concern you." Mr. Beauregard quickly complied, slamming and locking the backroom door. Brenna tried to wriggle out of Kraven's grasp, thinking the vomit in her stomach was going to erupt any second.
"Quit squirming! Don't you want to hear the truth?" Kraven smiled slyly. Selene's eyes widened.
"Kraven, this is NOT your place." Kraven's smile just widened.
"It could have been, but no, you had to pick that...that...LYCAN!" Kraven's smile faded into a look of rage and hatred. "And now you're going to pay...with her life." He motioned to Brenna. Never, since she had found her family slaughtered, had Selene felt this helpless. I lost them, and I'll be damned if I lose my daughter too.
Brenna's head started to spin. What's going on...? I feel...so...dizzy. Brenna started to clutch her stomach as best as she could. Kraven noticed this and looked toward Selene, who was also perplexed.
"What is she doing?" Kraven demanded.
"I...don't know." At that second, Brenna's eyes turned black, but not just any black. Selene recognized this from Michael's previous transformations. Selene could tell Brenna was fighting the hybrid transformation, to little avail. Kraven scowled.
"This has gone on far enough." He put his finger on the trigger. "It's time for this to end." Selene's eyes widened further. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a half-transformed Brenna elbowed him in his stomach. Kraven clutched his stomach in pain. He unwittingly pulled the trigger of one of the guns, sending a harmless shot into the pale yellow tiles on the floor. Selene took the opportunity and kicked a bent over Kraven directly in the face. Kraven landed on his back, still holding his stomach. Selene, who was searching through her trench coat, found what she was looking for- a syringe filled with clear liquid. She approached Brenna, who was now on all fours fighting the hybrid transformation with all of her might. Selene stuck the needle in Brenna's left shoulder blade and pressed a button, immediately injecting the fluid into Brenna's bloodstream. The injection helped Brenna fight the transformation. It reversed until Brenna was fully human again and extremely groggy. Selene grabbed her and started rushing toward the door, hoping to make it out before Kraven got up. As much as Selene wanted to cause Kraven an ungodly amount of pain, her first priority was to get Brenna back to the house so that she could transform and not be seen. Luckily, Selene half-dragged Brenna to the car before Kraven could even get out of the café. Brenna rubbed her head as she sat in the passenger's seat of Selene's car.
"Wha's goin' on? Whahappened?" Brenna's head lolled to the side.
"I'll explain when we get home." Brenna glanced out the window.
"My house is the other way. You're going the wrong way." Brenna pointed her thumb back. Selene sighed.
"No I'm not."
Back at Selene and Michael's house, Michael was thanking god that Selene wasn't home. His lycan friend, Ambrose, had called to inform her of Michael's whereabouts the other night. He knew if she found out that she would get EXTREMELY pissed. Michael looked at the clock, which read eight forty. Michael plopped himself down on the couch and started to flick through the channels, already knowing that nothing good was on. He heard a pair of screeching tires coming up the driveway. Michael stopped channel surfing when he heard the front door slam. He briskly walked to the door and immediately saw Selene pulling somebody into the house.
"What's going on?" Michael was dumbfounded, until he caught a whiff of the somebody Selene was pulling. "Ohh, what happened?" Selene looked up and glared.
"Kraven." The name made Michael's blood boil. He hated Kraven after Kraven had sucker punched him all those years ago.
"We have to get her downstairs, she's going to transform any second." As if on cue, Brenna doubled over and clenched her teeth. What...the...hell is...happening to me? Brenna felt herself being carried downstairs. She could feel the bouncing as whoever was carrying her descended the steps, and it only amplified the pain. As Brenna felt every bone in her body being pulled apart, her world went dark.
[Wahoo! Chapter three is over! I hope you had as much fun reading this as I did writing it. Let me know what you think points to the review button. I'd like five or so reviews before I post the next chapter. Thanks to everyone who is actually reading this!]