Luke leaned against the building as his team assembled quietly behind him. They weren't far away from the mansion now and all they had to do was spread out.
"Alright," He said over his shoulder quietly to the men who were all silent, "We need to spread out and form groups of two. If we all were in the same spot the vampires would be able to sense us, so make sure your group stays farther away from the other groups."
The men nodded and moved to form groups without complaint. Luke looked beside him as his younger brother loaded his gun and glanced up at him.
"You and me then?" His brother asked.
"Guess so." Luke replied. His brother was only a few years younger and had the same black hair and dark green eyes, they could almost pass for twins if Luke wasn't taller and if Daniel had dark brown eyes.
Luke raised his hand and made a motioning for his men to move. They all moved quickly and swiftly through the trees, spreading out around the mansion careful not to trip any sensors.
He glanced at his brother as he jumped up into a tree and leaned back against a branch watching the mansion with his hand on his gun.
"What are you doing?"
"Watchin'." Was his brother's only reply. After sighing Luke turned around and faced the mansion pulling his binoculars out from his coat and watching carefully as vampires scattered around the house hurried from destination to destination.
It wasn't something unusual for the part of the mansion they were watching. Vampires usually took it slowy and enjoyed their lifes in the main room where there were less windows, but the upper floors were filled with warriors and leaders rushing about.
Of course, that is where most of them slept also, but it was in the early night, there was no way a vampire was going to be asleep while the sun was finally down.
He heard his brother shift in the tree above him and glanced away from his binoculars to look at him. His brother gave him an impish grin as he shrugged.
Luke scowled, there was only one bad thing about his brother. He seemed to follow in Drake's footsteps. He almost made a joke out of everything and was usually always happy and hyper.
He couldn't like someone that didn't take things seriously, if you weren't serious you were dead. Though, that statement hasn't really made itself known to Drake.
Again looking back towards the mansion he noticed that there seemed to be less movement. After he squinted his eyes a bit and refocused them, Luke muttered how useless this actually seemed to be.
His attention was diverted when he heard a loud cracking noise behind him. His face flashed with anger, "What the fuck are you doing?"
His brother was now laying on the ground clutching his chest. "Silencers." He heard him whisper.
A Silencer was a Death Dealer trained in the art of silent attacking. Their weapons and movements were silent so you couldn't track them, they were even harder to sense.
Luke focused his eyes on the surround trees listening, but not moving. Placing his hand on his holster he spun around and pulled his gun out shooting into a tree. Daniel tilted his head and watched the blue bullets zoom into the darkness and heard the distinct sound of flesh breaking as someone fell from the tree, their body starting to smoke.
Daniel pulled the silver bullet from his chest, luckily it didn't go in far enough to puncture any of his organs.
Luke looked around the area his gun still held tightly in his fist. "Tell them to retreat."
Daniel nodded and pulled a cell phone out of his coat pocket; dialing the first number that would continue around the five groups, vibrating against them as they went off.
"Retreat." Daniel said firmly as he heard shots ring throughout the air, and he ducked behind a tree.
Luke pulled out another gun and had both of them up firing at the direction the bullets seemed to be coming from.
They listened to the roars as their fellow kin transformed running and jumping through the trees trying to get away.
Luke and Daniel locked gazes and Luke nodded to him as they both started to make their way away from the mansion a figure appeared infront of them the blue skin being recognized, but the vampire scent gave it away.
Luke shot at him, firing round after round as Marcus lunged towards him already covered in blood from previous encounters that night obviously.
Daniel tackled Marcus to the ground before he could reach his brother, this effectively made them both crash into a tree the wood cracking as they struggled to back to their feet first.
Luke kept firing and reloading, but his bullets were seeming to have no effect on the vampire elder.
Marcus now had the upper hand punching Daniel with his left hand and bringing his right hand up to give him an uppercut that sent him flying backwards through the air.
Luke took the distraction to run forward and dropkick Marcus from behind knocking him to the ground before shooting at him once more, now at a closer range.
Marcus roared and started to stand back up slowly, but the more bullets in his system, the slower he became as the pain started to overwhelm him to the point where he couldn't ignore it.
His skin was almost like fire when Daniel jumped out of a tree, his right hand coming down and punching Marcus in the face. He dodged a punch and claw from Marcus as he spun around and kicked him square in the stomach knocking him back a few feet while Luke hit him in the head with his gun.
Daniel meanwhile took out his guns and started firing until he felt something hit him from behind. He spun around to find a vampire standing behind him with a large silver pipe. Daniel lifted his gun and shot the vampire in the head, his body crumbling to the ground and turning to ash.
Daniel smirked and stepped on his dead and burnt body. Luke and Marcus trading blows on the rocky hill behind him.
Marcus grabbed Luke by the throat and threw him to the forest floor below. Jumping down to finish the job as Luke tried to get up but his head was bleeding.
Daniel had managed to beat him to it, growling and punching Marcus to distract him. Luke grabbed a large rock and started to pull himself up ignoring the wave of dizziness that hit him.
Marcus cut Daniel in the face and then punched him in the stomach his claw stratching him through his coat and tearing the annoying material blocking him from making a devistating blow.
Marcus was now waiting for Daniel to get back up and Luke knew what was about to happen as he began to run as fast as he could to reach where they were fighting.
He saw Marcus' hands come up, one on the top of Daniel's head, the other hand on the other side by his jaw.
Luke jumped towards them only as he felt something hit him in the side of the head making his world go black from the impact.
~*~
Selene saw a large lake from the building she seemed to be standing on. Rain fell to the ground far below her, it came down hard, pelting against her leather coat and running down her face as her gaze stayed trained on the lake.
The rain was making ripples in the water and it was holding her attention until a faint howl made her look away. A full moon loomed over head coming out from behind the dark clouds that had shadowed the city but now let light spill through the streets.
Glancing over her shoulder at the building behind her she locked gazes with a man who held a gun in his left hand, a camera hanging around his neck from the long leather strap. His blue eyes flickered to the ground for a moment before coming back up to look at her.
She nodded and he jumped landing swiftly and gracefully on his feet and continued walking as if nothing happen. After giving her surroundings one more glance she leapt off the edge of the building landing in the alley below her, one row of buildings seperating her from the lake she had just been gazing at.
Her shoulders tensed as she felt something come up behind her, she spun around and pulled out her gun, a lycan stood not far from her snarling and spitting as it moved towards her at a semi-fast pace. Without a second thought she pulled the trigger to her gun.
The shot echoed throughout the alley making the man with the camera jump out from his hiding spot and beginning to fire on other lycans that had appeared.
She her a faint growl behind her and spun around a lycan was about a foot away from her mouth wide open and ready to bite.
~*~
Selene sat straight up letting a small scream escape her throat as she glanced around the room. Michael sat up almost as soon as she had opened her mouth. His hand laying gently on her shoulder.
"What is it?"
"Nightmare, I think." She told him her hair sticking to her forehead from how much she was sweating.
He gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze, "Do you want to talk about it?"
She shrugged looking at him for the first time sense she had woke up, his blue eyes burned into her very soul as he questioned her.
"It might help." She finally told him.
He simply nodded pulling his hand away from her should to grab her hand. They were sitting shoulder to shoulder as Michael tilted his head towards her.
Selene recounted the dream, or what she could remember of it and Michael turned away; thinking.
"Maybe it was a memory." He suggested turning his head to look at her once more.
"Could be. I mean it felt real enough."
Michael used his grasp on her hand to pull her closer to him and hug her, which she immediately shifted and leaned into him wrapping her arms around his waist and laying her head on his shoulder.
The memory frightened her, it reminded her of what she had witnessed earlier. She supposed that the vampire Selene wouldn't even have given it a thought, but she wasn't the vampire any longer.
She relaxed a little bit when she felt Michael kiss the top of her head. It seemed no matter what troubled her, that this man could make her feel relax and make her forget about the last twenty-four hours.
"You gonna be okay?" He asked her softly leaning his head down so his breath was warm on her ear.
"Yeah." She told him moving her head and giving him a quick kiss on the lips, "Thanks to you."
He smiled at her, "Glad I could help."
Michael layed back against the pillows taking her with him as he held her against his chest listening to her breathe and listening to her faint heartbeat that he could catch when he concentrated.
Selene traced circles on his chest with her fingers as she tilted her head up to see him asleep. A peaceful expression on his face, and his arms still wrapped protectively around her waist.
Finally feeling sleep starting to claim her once again she layed her arm over his chest and moved her head to his shoulder, after giving him a quick look over she closed her eyes, unable to resist the temptation that sleep brought.
~*~
William half smiled as he stepped out of the den for the first time in almost a year (Getting Drake, not being counted). Being a doctor and who he was, he didn't get out much, his work mostly consisted of inside.
The den was unusually quiet, and William decided it had something to do with the mission that lay at hand. Shakiing his head of the thoughts of bodies littered across the room, blood spewing in every direction, he exhaled deeply.
He didn't look too out of place. With his loose black pants, and his dark red button up shirt. A leather coat covering him from the cold that was sure to come in not too long.
William rarely transformed and didn't find the need to just wear a coat and pants around. Looking up at the sky he sighed. He knew something wasn't right, and that sinking feeling in his stomach wouldn't fade.
Inhaling the fresh night air and shoving his hands in his pockets William walked back towards the den. There seemed to be a better air of security there anyways.
After stepping in his office he took of his coat laying it over the back of his chair before he sat down in it. Shifting to lean back against the chair and prop his feet up on the desk.
He folded his hands behind his head and closed his eyes feeling a sense of peace overcome him.
Tonight was the night when something was going to happen, leaving the war in question behind it's wake. Powers would be manipulated, and alliances would be torn to shreds. People would die, friends, family, and kin, would die.
Nothing was forever now. Even if the mission was just for spying, something definately wasn't right about the way the whole situation felt.
William opened his eyes slowly gazing at the wall that held shelves, adorned with tools that had no doubt saved someones life before.
Sighing he stood up, reaching for his coat, he disappeared behind the bookcase and down his secret staircase.
Emerging a little bit later on an abandoned street. Looking around he put his coat on and started to walk down the street, sniffing slightly to find any familiar scents in the area.
The path to the den was behind him as he stepped in puddle after puddle walking down the street. No lights were on in the buildings windows as he passed and they seemed lifeless and empty.
The street lights were in need of a change as they flickered on and off, a lot of them already broke or busted out. The distant sound of a car passing could be heard a few streets over from the spot he stood at for the moment.
He could see the light beyond the street, where the city was alive at night. Every light on, and almost not a single person asleep.
The smell of blood filled his nose, and luckily it really didn't have an effect on him. Cleaning wounds and being around blood for a living made him almost immune to it. That and even his beast was full, he had eaten before the first time he had stepped outside.
William now had his hands in his pockets and was absently rubbing his thumb over the small object in his right pocket. Turning his head he stopped, his eyes becoming glazed as he saw a figure staring back at him.
While everyone else on the street was moving, this person stared at him, not even fazed by people pushing him as they went past.
William held his gaze and noticed him reach into his coat. Glaring at him now, he noticed for the first time what color the person's eyes were.
An icy blue pair of orbs stared back at him as he kept his posture and didn't attempt to make a move.
~*~
The sound of dripping awoke Luke from his sleep, his head already pounding from the blow he had recieved earlier.
Squinting from the pain in his head he tried to sit up, but failed not much to his surprise. There was a heavy weight on top of him, preventing him from so much as moving his arms.
The dripping noise disappeared and was replaced with the distinct patter of rain coming down heavy on the ground. The smell of blood clouded his senses as he tilted his head to the side trying to regain his sight which was now blurry.
After a few minutes of moving his eyes they started to adjust but were still blurry enough that he couldn't see the things far away from him.
He could hear someone breathing heavy a few feet away from him as he tried to look at what was keeping him held down.
His breathing stopped, and so must have his heart. His face etched with painful features. His eyes dull as they lost their luster.
His brother lay overtop of him, his eye wide open and his neck popping out at an odd angle.
For several moments he didn't move. Trying to take in the fact that his brother was dead, and lay on top of him.
Closing his eyes and swallowing hard he finally opened his eyes and carefully lifted the lifeless body of his brother off of him. He felt his strength start to return as he stood up and looked around. Bodies were scattered around the area, his fallen kin, their deaths surrounded him.
He watched as he saw more lycans emerge from the trees reinforcements came and picked the bodies off the ground. Looking back down at his brother's form he placed his hand over his eyes and closed his eye lids, giving him the appearence of being alseep.
Placing his arms under him he picked him up off the ground and followed the lycans wordless, along their path of grief.
~*~
Michael's eyes snapped open as he heard a distant voice echoing in his head. 'Michael..'
He moved slowly as to not wake Selene who was sleeping peacefully beside him her arm thrown over his chest and hugging him like a giant teddy bear.
The voice returned to his head calling him once again, 'What do you want?' He answered silently to his mind.
'There is trouble, you must send reinforcements to the mansion.'
The sentence froze his mind. Something must have happened and he faintly recognized the voice in his head as Lydia's.
'What has happened?'
'Marcus attacked Drake, here where I am, and said he killed the whole spy team. You need to send reinforcements to help anyone who may still be alive.'
Michael moved Selene's arm from him and placed a gentle kiss to her forehead before standing up and walking out of the room, unaware that her eyes opened as the door shut.
He walked swiftly down the stairs and down the hall heading towards the room where the warriors practiced and talked amoung themselves.
"I need reinforcements." He ordered.
The men in the room looked up all confused, "Our spy team has been attacked, I need reinforcements to be able to go out and retrieve anyone who may still be alive, and bring back the bodies of those who aren't."
The men nodded and half of the room emptied, grabbing weapons as they filed out. Michael started to follow them a gun in his hand, when someone stopped him. It was Selene her eyes wide.
"You cannot go with them." She told him firmly grabbing his wrist.
"I must, it was on my order that I sent the spy team there, and my fault that they were slaughtered."
Selene searched his eyes for a moment, "I don't want you to go and knowing you may never come back."
He knew what worried her, the fact that the vampires that had ambushed their spy team could be out there.
"I will be careful, and I will always come back to you."
"What if you-" Michael silenced her placing his lips against her's.
When he pulled back her eyes were still closed.
"I don't want to feel lost, and I would be without you." She finally said opening her eyes to look at him.
"Now you must know how I feel without you then."
She nodded slowly understanding that he had been thrown into this world just as she had been after being turned human.
"That must tell you that I will never leave you."
"I believe you. Just please be careful." She whispered.
"I will, trust me when I say this is something I must do. These men went out to protect us, and to put an end to all of our suffering, to everyone's suffering. I have to repay them the best I can, and if getting their bodies back to their loved ones is what I must do, then I shall."
Selene nodded finding the truth in his words. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. He smiled wrapping his hands around her small waist and kissing the top of her head.
He slipped out of her embrace as much as he didn't want to, the men were waiting at the door, obviously noticing that he was coming with them.
He glanced at her over his shoulder before they left the hall heading towards the main entrance, she stood her arms wrapped around her waist and her eyes on the ground. She looked up at him and he gave her a small smile.
Without another word he looked back infront of him where the men stood waiting their guns in their hands.
~*~
Lydia looked at Drake as he slept, regaining his strength. She felt totally stupid for not recognizing him at first. It was so long ago though, she couldn't be blamed for it. He looked older and his hair was much shorter.
His wound was healing faster than she had expected, but she guessed because it was from his old age, his abilities had developed like Lucian's had over the years. Of course she had stayed in contact with Lucian, through her mind, if only she would have thought of Christopher.
Her eyes widened as she remembered Marcus' words. He had destroyed the spy team or so he had said, but she still had to warn Michael.
'Michael..' She whispered closing her eyes and concentrating on his mind. His mind was blackn, or something like that his thoughts drifted about not making any sense, he must be asleep.
'Michael..' Lydia tried again this time louder.
'What do you want?' He asked and she got the faint thought of Selene in her mind.
'There is trouble, you must send reinforcements to the mansion.' She told him her ears alert at the sound of Drake moving from the couch he was laying on.
'What has happened?' His voice sounding alarmed.
'Marcus attacked Drake, here where I am, and said he killed the whole spy team. You need to send reinforcements to help anyone who may still be alive.'
He didn't respond but she felt his mood shift and knew he must have got the message clearly. Cutting her mind away from his she opened her eyes and saw that Drake was looking up at her, a sleepy look on his face.
"What's going on?" He asked her his voice raspy and dry from his sleep.
She let her hand slide over his forehead pushing some of his short bangs off of it and feeling his warm skin against her cold skin.
"Michael is sending reinforcements to the mansion."
He nodded looking up at the ceiling keeping silent for the minute.
Lydia wondered why he didn't remember her, since she looked the same as she did then. She had never been one who didn't speak what was on her mind, so she asked.
"Why did you not remember me?"
He looked at her and brought his hand up to touch her cheek. His hand trembling as he held it there.
"They took it away." He dropped his hand and his gaze.
"Who are they?" She asked quietly.
"I-" He started but his voice faltered, "I cannot say."
"Christopher, you must tell me, I fear I cannot see you lie, you were honest when I knew you then, you truely couldn't be different now?"
"I want to tell you, I do. I just can't." He said looking at her his eyes swirling with emotion.
She stood up looking down at him her eyes glazed, "If it is important to you," She began.
"It is, if I tell you, that could mean the end to all of us. Believe me when I tell you that I love you, and that I trust you. But the answer is not mine to give."
Lydia remained silent; thinking, "I love you too, my Christopher, but if you love me, even if it means the end of us all, I must know the truth."
He sighed and sat up looking at her still as she turned her head slightly. "They are the very rulers of the UnderWorld itself."
Her eyes widened, "What do you mean? They are dead."
"Yes, as once, so was I." He told her looking down at the couch and tightening his jaw.
~*~
A/N: I think I gave everyone a little diversion in the story, I hope. Some Luke, for the Luke fans...if there is any, and Drake and Lydia fans...not that there is any...except for me, and I know of a lot of Michael and Selene fans...if not..why are you reading this story?
Anyways, the rulers of the 'UnderWorld'. *laughs* Damn, every since I saw that movie, I always laugh when the word pops up in a book, movie, tv show, or a game. @_@, the movie is controlling me. Sorry bout that, anyways, they are who you will learn about in the next few chapters...it seemed as if I rushed this story and I fear that it may be over sooner than I thought. No worries however, even when this story is over, I plan to make a sequel...if at all possible.
OR, I will just start another story...lots of ideas floating around up here! *points to head* I have to go to school tomorrow, so I will write more later, thanks everyone for reading and please review!
"Alright," He said over his shoulder quietly to the men who were all silent, "We need to spread out and form groups of two. If we all were in the same spot the vampires would be able to sense us, so make sure your group stays farther away from the other groups."
The men nodded and moved to form groups without complaint. Luke looked beside him as his younger brother loaded his gun and glanced up at him.
"You and me then?" His brother asked.
"Guess so." Luke replied. His brother was only a few years younger and had the same black hair and dark green eyes, they could almost pass for twins if Luke wasn't taller and if Daniel had dark brown eyes.
Luke raised his hand and made a motioning for his men to move. They all moved quickly and swiftly through the trees, spreading out around the mansion careful not to trip any sensors.
He glanced at his brother as he jumped up into a tree and leaned back against a branch watching the mansion with his hand on his gun.
"What are you doing?"
"Watchin'." Was his brother's only reply. After sighing Luke turned around and faced the mansion pulling his binoculars out from his coat and watching carefully as vampires scattered around the house hurried from destination to destination.
It wasn't something unusual for the part of the mansion they were watching. Vampires usually took it slowy and enjoyed their lifes in the main room where there were less windows, but the upper floors were filled with warriors and leaders rushing about.
Of course, that is where most of them slept also, but it was in the early night, there was no way a vampire was going to be asleep while the sun was finally down.
He heard his brother shift in the tree above him and glanced away from his binoculars to look at him. His brother gave him an impish grin as he shrugged.
Luke scowled, there was only one bad thing about his brother. He seemed to follow in Drake's footsteps. He almost made a joke out of everything and was usually always happy and hyper.
He couldn't like someone that didn't take things seriously, if you weren't serious you were dead. Though, that statement hasn't really made itself known to Drake.
Again looking back towards the mansion he noticed that there seemed to be less movement. After he squinted his eyes a bit and refocused them, Luke muttered how useless this actually seemed to be.
His attention was diverted when he heard a loud cracking noise behind him. His face flashed with anger, "What the fuck are you doing?"
His brother was now laying on the ground clutching his chest. "Silencers." He heard him whisper.
A Silencer was a Death Dealer trained in the art of silent attacking. Their weapons and movements were silent so you couldn't track them, they were even harder to sense.
Luke focused his eyes on the surround trees listening, but not moving. Placing his hand on his holster he spun around and pulled his gun out shooting into a tree. Daniel tilted his head and watched the blue bullets zoom into the darkness and heard the distinct sound of flesh breaking as someone fell from the tree, their body starting to smoke.
Daniel pulled the silver bullet from his chest, luckily it didn't go in far enough to puncture any of his organs.
Luke looked around the area his gun still held tightly in his fist. "Tell them to retreat."
Daniel nodded and pulled a cell phone out of his coat pocket; dialing the first number that would continue around the five groups, vibrating against them as they went off.
"Retreat." Daniel said firmly as he heard shots ring throughout the air, and he ducked behind a tree.
Luke pulled out another gun and had both of them up firing at the direction the bullets seemed to be coming from.
They listened to the roars as their fellow kin transformed running and jumping through the trees trying to get away.
Luke and Daniel locked gazes and Luke nodded to him as they both started to make their way away from the mansion a figure appeared infront of them the blue skin being recognized, but the vampire scent gave it away.
Luke shot at him, firing round after round as Marcus lunged towards him already covered in blood from previous encounters that night obviously.
Daniel tackled Marcus to the ground before he could reach his brother, this effectively made them both crash into a tree the wood cracking as they struggled to back to their feet first.
Luke kept firing and reloading, but his bullets were seeming to have no effect on the vampire elder.
Marcus now had the upper hand punching Daniel with his left hand and bringing his right hand up to give him an uppercut that sent him flying backwards through the air.
Luke took the distraction to run forward and dropkick Marcus from behind knocking him to the ground before shooting at him once more, now at a closer range.
Marcus roared and started to stand back up slowly, but the more bullets in his system, the slower he became as the pain started to overwhelm him to the point where he couldn't ignore it.
His skin was almost like fire when Daniel jumped out of a tree, his right hand coming down and punching Marcus in the face. He dodged a punch and claw from Marcus as he spun around and kicked him square in the stomach knocking him back a few feet while Luke hit him in the head with his gun.
Daniel meanwhile took out his guns and started firing until he felt something hit him from behind. He spun around to find a vampire standing behind him with a large silver pipe. Daniel lifted his gun and shot the vampire in the head, his body crumbling to the ground and turning to ash.
Daniel smirked and stepped on his dead and burnt body. Luke and Marcus trading blows on the rocky hill behind him.
Marcus grabbed Luke by the throat and threw him to the forest floor below. Jumping down to finish the job as Luke tried to get up but his head was bleeding.
Daniel had managed to beat him to it, growling and punching Marcus to distract him. Luke grabbed a large rock and started to pull himself up ignoring the wave of dizziness that hit him.
Marcus cut Daniel in the face and then punched him in the stomach his claw stratching him through his coat and tearing the annoying material blocking him from making a devistating blow.
Marcus was now waiting for Daniel to get back up and Luke knew what was about to happen as he began to run as fast as he could to reach where they were fighting.
He saw Marcus' hands come up, one on the top of Daniel's head, the other hand on the other side by his jaw.
Luke jumped towards them only as he felt something hit him in the side of the head making his world go black from the impact.
~*~
Selene saw a large lake from the building she seemed to be standing on. Rain fell to the ground far below her, it came down hard, pelting against her leather coat and running down her face as her gaze stayed trained on the lake.
The rain was making ripples in the water and it was holding her attention until a faint howl made her look away. A full moon loomed over head coming out from behind the dark clouds that had shadowed the city but now let light spill through the streets.
Glancing over her shoulder at the building behind her she locked gazes with a man who held a gun in his left hand, a camera hanging around his neck from the long leather strap. His blue eyes flickered to the ground for a moment before coming back up to look at her.
She nodded and he jumped landing swiftly and gracefully on his feet and continued walking as if nothing happen. After giving her surroundings one more glance she leapt off the edge of the building landing in the alley below her, one row of buildings seperating her from the lake she had just been gazing at.
Her shoulders tensed as she felt something come up behind her, she spun around and pulled out her gun, a lycan stood not far from her snarling and spitting as it moved towards her at a semi-fast pace. Without a second thought she pulled the trigger to her gun.
The shot echoed throughout the alley making the man with the camera jump out from his hiding spot and beginning to fire on other lycans that had appeared.
She her a faint growl behind her and spun around a lycan was about a foot away from her mouth wide open and ready to bite.
~*~
Selene sat straight up letting a small scream escape her throat as she glanced around the room. Michael sat up almost as soon as she had opened her mouth. His hand laying gently on her shoulder.
"What is it?"
"Nightmare, I think." She told him her hair sticking to her forehead from how much she was sweating.
He gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze, "Do you want to talk about it?"
She shrugged looking at him for the first time sense she had woke up, his blue eyes burned into her very soul as he questioned her.
"It might help." She finally told him.
He simply nodded pulling his hand away from her should to grab her hand. They were sitting shoulder to shoulder as Michael tilted his head towards her.
Selene recounted the dream, or what she could remember of it and Michael turned away; thinking.
"Maybe it was a memory." He suggested turning his head to look at her once more.
"Could be. I mean it felt real enough."
Michael used his grasp on her hand to pull her closer to him and hug her, which she immediately shifted and leaned into him wrapping her arms around his waist and laying her head on his shoulder.
The memory frightened her, it reminded her of what she had witnessed earlier. She supposed that the vampire Selene wouldn't even have given it a thought, but she wasn't the vampire any longer.
She relaxed a little bit when she felt Michael kiss the top of her head. It seemed no matter what troubled her, that this man could make her feel relax and make her forget about the last twenty-four hours.
"You gonna be okay?" He asked her softly leaning his head down so his breath was warm on her ear.
"Yeah." She told him moving her head and giving him a quick kiss on the lips, "Thanks to you."
He smiled at her, "Glad I could help."
Michael layed back against the pillows taking her with him as he held her against his chest listening to her breathe and listening to her faint heartbeat that he could catch when he concentrated.
Selene traced circles on his chest with her fingers as she tilted her head up to see him asleep. A peaceful expression on his face, and his arms still wrapped protectively around her waist.
Finally feeling sleep starting to claim her once again she layed her arm over his chest and moved her head to his shoulder, after giving him a quick look over she closed her eyes, unable to resist the temptation that sleep brought.
~*~
William half smiled as he stepped out of the den for the first time in almost a year (Getting Drake, not being counted). Being a doctor and who he was, he didn't get out much, his work mostly consisted of inside.
The den was unusually quiet, and William decided it had something to do with the mission that lay at hand. Shakiing his head of the thoughts of bodies littered across the room, blood spewing in every direction, he exhaled deeply.
He didn't look too out of place. With his loose black pants, and his dark red button up shirt. A leather coat covering him from the cold that was sure to come in not too long.
William rarely transformed and didn't find the need to just wear a coat and pants around. Looking up at the sky he sighed. He knew something wasn't right, and that sinking feeling in his stomach wouldn't fade.
Inhaling the fresh night air and shoving his hands in his pockets William walked back towards the den. There seemed to be a better air of security there anyways.
After stepping in his office he took of his coat laying it over the back of his chair before he sat down in it. Shifting to lean back against the chair and prop his feet up on the desk.
He folded his hands behind his head and closed his eyes feeling a sense of peace overcome him.
Tonight was the night when something was going to happen, leaving the war in question behind it's wake. Powers would be manipulated, and alliances would be torn to shreds. People would die, friends, family, and kin, would die.
Nothing was forever now. Even if the mission was just for spying, something definately wasn't right about the way the whole situation felt.
William opened his eyes slowly gazing at the wall that held shelves, adorned with tools that had no doubt saved someones life before.
Sighing he stood up, reaching for his coat, he disappeared behind the bookcase and down his secret staircase.
Emerging a little bit later on an abandoned street. Looking around he put his coat on and started to walk down the street, sniffing slightly to find any familiar scents in the area.
The path to the den was behind him as he stepped in puddle after puddle walking down the street. No lights were on in the buildings windows as he passed and they seemed lifeless and empty.
The street lights were in need of a change as they flickered on and off, a lot of them already broke or busted out. The distant sound of a car passing could be heard a few streets over from the spot he stood at for the moment.
He could see the light beyond the street, where the city was alive at night. Every light on, and almost not a single person asleep.
The smell of blood filled his nose, and luckily it really didn't have an effect on him. Cleaning wounds and being around blood for a living made him almost immune to it. That and even his beast was full, he had eaten before the first time he had stepped outside.
William now had his hands in his pockets and was absently rubbing his thumb over the small object in his right pocket. Turning his head he stopped, his eyes becoming glazed as he saw a figure staring back at him.
While everyone else on the street was moving, this person stared at him, not even fazed by people pushing him as they went past.
William held his gaze and noticed him reach into his coat. Glaring at him now, he noticed for the first time what color the person's eyes were.
An icy blue pair of orbs stared back at him as he kept his posture and didn't attempt to make a move.
~*~
The sound of dripping awoke Luke from his sleep, his head already pounding from the blow he had recieved earlier.
Squinting from the pain in his head he tried to sit up, but failed not much to his surprise. There was a heavy weight on top of him, preventing him from so much as moving his arms.
The dripping noise disappeared and was replaced with the distinct patter of rain coming down heavy on the ground. The smell of blood clouded his senses as he tilted his head to the side trying to regain his sight which was now blurry.
After a few minutes of moving his eyes they started to adjust but were still blurry enough that he couldn't see the things far away from him.
He could hear someone breathing heavy a few feet away from him as he tried to look at what was keeping him held down.
His breathing stopped, and so must have his heart. His face etched with painful features. His eyes dull as they lost their luster.
His brother lay overtop of him, his eye wide open and his neck popping out at an odd angle.
For several moments he didn't move. Trying to take in the fact that his brother was dead, and lay on top of him.
Closing his eyes and swallowing hard he finally opened his eyes and carefully lifted the lifeless body of his brother off of him. He felt his strength start to return as he stood up and looked around. Bodies were scattered around the area, his fallen kin, their deaths surrounded him.
He watched as he saw more lycans emerge from the trees reinforcements came and picked the bodies off the ground. Looking back down at his brother's form he placed his hand over his eyes and closed his eye lids, giving him the appearence of being alseep.
Placing his arms under him he picked him up off the ground and followed the lycans wordless, along their path of grief.
~*~
Michael's eyes snapped open as he heard a distant voice echoing in his head. 'Michael..'
He moved slowly as to not wake Selene who was sleeping peacefully beside him her arm thrown over his chest and hugging him like a giant teddy bear.
The voice returned to his head calling him once again, 'What do you want?' He answered silently to his mind.
'There is trouble, you must send reinforcements to the mansion.'
The sentence froze his mind. Something must have happened and he faintly recognized the voice in his head as Lydia's.
'What has happened?'
'Marcus attacked Drake, here where I am, and said he killed the whole spy team. You need to send reinforcements to help anyone who may still be alive.'
Michael moved Selene's arm from him and placed a gentle kiss to her forehead before standing up and walking out of the room, unaware that her eyes opened as the door shut.
He walked swiftly down the stairs and down the hall heading towards the room where the warriors practiced and talked amoung themselves.
"I need reinforcements." He ordered.
The men in the room looked up all confused, "Our spy team has been attacked, I need reinforcements to be able to go out and retrieve anyone who may still be alive, and bring back the bodies of those who aren't."
The men nodded and half of the room emptied, grabbing weapons as they filed out. Michael started to follow them a gun in his hand, when someone stopped him. It was Selene her eyes wide.
"You cannot go with them." She told him firmly grabbing his wrist.
"I must, it was on my order that I sent the spy team there, and my fault that they were slaughtered."
Selene searched his eyes for a moment, "I don't want you to go and knowing you may never come back."
He knew what worried her, the fact that the vampires that had ambushed their spy team could be out there.
"I will be careful, and I will always come back to you."
"What if you-" Michael silenced her placing his lips against her's.
When he pulled back her eyes were still closed.
"I don't want to feel lost, and I would be without you." She finally said opening her eyes to look at him.
"Now you must know how I feel without you then."
She nodded slowly understanding that he had been thrown into this world just as she had been after being turned human.
"That must tell you that I will never leave you."
"I believe you. Just please be careful." She whispered.
"I will, trust me when I say this is something I must do. These men went out to protect us, and to put an end to all of our suffering, to everyone's suffering. I have to repay them the best I can, and if getting their bodies back to their loved ones is what I must do, then I shall."
Selene nodded finding the truth in his words. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. He smiled wrapping his hands around her small waist and kissing the top of her head.
He slipped out of her embrace as much as he didn't want to, the men were waiting at the door, obviously noticing that he was coming with them.
He glanced at her over his shoulder before they left the hall heading towards the main entrance, she stood her arms wrapped around her waist and her eyes on the ground. She looked up at him and he gave her a small smile.
Without another word he looked back infront of him where the men stood waiting their guns in their hands.
~*~
Lydia looked at Drake as he slept, regaining his strength. She felt totally stupid for not recognizing him at first. It was so long ago though, she couldn't be blamed for it. He looked older and his hair was much shorter.
His wound was healing faster than she had expected, but she guessed because it was from his old age, his abilities had developed like Lucian's had over the years. Of course she had stayed in contact with Lucian, through her mind, if only she would have thought of Christopher.
Her eyes widened as she remembered Marcus' words. He had destroyed the spy team or so he had said, but she still had to warn Michael.
'Michael..' She whispered closing her eyes and concentrating on his mind. His mind was blackn, or something like that his thoughts drifted about not making any sense, he must be asleep.
'Michael..' Lydia tried again this time louder.
'What do you want?' He asked and she got the faint thought of Selene in her mind.
'There is trouble, you must send reinforcements to the mansion.' She told him her ears alert at the sound of Drake moving from the couch he was laying on.
'What has happened?' His voice sounding alarmed.
'Marcus attacked Drake, here where I am, and said he killed the whole spy team. You need to send reinforcements to help anyone who may still be alive.'
He didn't respond but she felt his mood shift and knew he must have got the message clearly. Cutting her mind away from his she opened her eyes and saw that Drake was looking up at her, a sleepy look on his face.
"What's going on?" He asked her his voice raspy and dry from his sleep.
She let her hand slide over his forehead pushing some of his short bangs off of it and feeling his warm skin against her cold skin.
"Michael is sending reinforcements to the mansion."
He nodded looking up at the ceiling keeping silent for the minute.
Lydia wondered why he didn't remember her, since she looked the same as she did then. She had never been one who didn't speak what was on her mind, so she asked.
"Why did you not remember me?"
He looked at her and brought his hand up to touch her cheek. His hand trembling as he held it there.
"They took it away." He dropped his hand and his gaze.
"Who are they?" She asked quietly.
"I-" He started but his voice faltered, "I cannot say."
"Christopher, you must tell me, I fear I cannot see you lie, you were honest when I knew you then, you truely couldn't be different now?"
"I want to tell you, I do. I just can't." He said looking at her his eyes swirling with emotion.
She stood up looking down at him her eyes glazed, "If it is important to you," She began.
"It is, if I tell you, that could mean the end to all of us. Believe me when I tell you that I love you, and that I trust you. But the answer is not mine to give."
Lydia remained silent; thinking, "I love you too, my Christopher, but if you love me, even if it means the end of us all, I must know the truth."
He sighed and sat up looking at her still as she turned her head slightly. "They are the very rulers of the UnderWorld itself."
Her eyes widened, "What do you mean? They are dead."
"Yes, as once, so was I." He told her looking down at the couch and tightening his jaw.
~*~
A/N: I think I gave everyone a little diversion in the story, I hope. Some Luke, for the Luke fans...if there is any, and Drake and Lydia fans...not that there is any...except for me, and I know of a lot of Michael and Selene fans...if not..why are you reading this story?
Anyways, the rulers of the 'UnderWorld'. *laughs* Damn, every since I saw that movie, I always laugh when the word pops up in a book, movie, tv show, or a game. @_@, the movie is controlling me. Sorry bout that, anyways, they are who you will learn about in the next few chapters...it seemed as if I rushed this story and I fear that it may be over sooner than I thought. No worries however, even when this story is over, I plan to make a sequel...if at all possible.
OR, I will just start another story...lots of ideas floating around up here! *points to head* I have to go to school tomorrow, so I will write more later, thanks everyone for reading and please review!