Michael stopped smiled at Selene as he stepped out of the room wiping some blood off the corner of his mouth. She had given him the oddest look when he had drank the blood. But he knew she would, she was human afterall, and he would admit, he still didn't like the idea of having to drink it to survive.
He went from being a doctor to a killer in a matter of days. It was funny how someones life worked out, especially if it worked out to be something you only thought of as fairy tales for almost your whole life.
"That was gross." She commented as they started walking.
"What?" He said looking at her out of the corner of his eye, "I have to eat, and blood keeps me strong and healthy."
"So you mean, I used to drink that stuff, like for over two centuries?"
"Exactly." He told her smiling as she stuck her tongue out.
He gave her a small laugh but stopped when she placed her hand on her head. "What is it?"
"Nothing." She replied, "Just a small headache. It's nothing big."
He looked at her as if he knew that it might be something. Michael moved his hand and cupped her cheek, "You sure you're gonna be alright?"
"Yes, don't worry about it right now. Let's go do something."
He sighed and grabbed her hand and let her pull him down the hallway.
~*~
Selene closed her eyes and placed her hand to her temple, flashes were running wild through her head and she felt as if she would explode with pain.
She saw herself with longer hair, the hair she remembered having, standing in a large room a sword a grasped tightly in her two small hands, her icy blue eyes scanning the room. A flash of an older man appeared as she saw him in the shadows, watching her as a vampire entered the room a sword in his hand also.
She opened her eyes quickly to find Michael staring at her, "What is it?"
"Nothing," She said dropping her hand from her head, "Just a small headache. It's nothing big."
He looked at her and she was sure he knew she wasn't telling the whole truth, but he didn't say she was lying, instead he cupped her cheek, "You sure you're gonna be alright?"
"Yes, don't worry about it right now. Let's go do something."
She said giving him a small smile as he sighed and grabbed her hand, in her rush to forget the sight she had seen in her head she pulled him through the almost empty hallway of the lycan den.
Again she stopped as another wave of headaches hit her and she shut her eyes tightly. She could faintly feel Michael tighten his grip on her hand as he pulled her closer towards him.
It was another image of herself, cutting the older man she had seen before, his head slicing right in half, and with a blue hybrid that she could only assume was Michael, kneeling on the ground beside him.
She could feel her heart rate speed up as his head fell into pieces and his body dropped in an eerie silence. Not a word was spoken as her vampire self walked over to Michael and stared at him as he breathed deeply his dark eyes piercing hers. The sword fell from her hand and Michael glanced around as lycans retreated from the den in terror and in fear, but partly in relief that the war was close to being over.
Her eyes snapped open only to meet those of a concerned pair of blue ones. One arm was around her lower waist holding her against him while she leaned back slightly as his other hand held up her head.
"Selene."
"I'm fine."
"You can tell me the truth." He told her standing her back up.
"I know, and I am."
"Selene..." Michael whispered in her ear,"Remember what I told you? About things might happen that you can't control."
"Yeah, I remember." She replied focusing her attention more on him now.
"If you don't tell me what is really happening, how am I supposed to help you?"
She sighed and layed her head against his chest. "It hurts my head."
He stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head, "What hurts your head?"
"All these visions, these thoughts," She paused and then finally said, "memories.."
Michael froze up, he didn't know what was going on, but there was usually someone who always had a level head and he could only think of one person he knew like that.
"Let's get you to William, I am sure he has some information on what is happenening."
Selene simply nodded as Michael walked with her carefully down the hall, picking her up and craddling her like she was a small fragile child.
She didn't complain however, just simply laid there incase another memory decided to make an appearance.
As they came upon William's door they heard yelling and something crashing into a wall. Michael didn't wait to see what it was but simply kicked the door in and everyone inside froze what they were doing to look at him.
William let out a small gasp as he ran over to Michael, "What has happened?" He asked fixing his glasses.
"She seems to be getting memories."
William glanced at Drake but it went unnoticed by Michael who was laying Selene down on a bed.
He looked at Drake asking him silently if could say he knew what was going on, Drake furiously nodded 'no', Michael didn't notice that either.
Lydia who was watching the whole scene quietly, stepped towards Drake, "Maybe now is the right time." She whispered so only he could hear.
"No, it is too early, I will know when it is time, and that time shouldn't be very far away."
"I do not want to pressure your judgement ment Christopher, but I highly doubt we can wait much longer." She said as she saw Selene's nose start to bleed.
Drake gave a sigh out of anger to calm himself and tilted his head towards the ceiling. "We still have time, trust me."
~*~
As Vincent pulled his hand away from the door someone grabbed the collar of his jacket pulling him back and then letting him go so he fell a few feet from the door landing on his back.
"What in the bloody hell?" He asked using his accent he had acquired from his stay in the country.
The same figure stood before him hand outstretched and eyes blazing.
"Now, now boy." The man said taking a step towards him.
"What do you want?" Vincent growled.
"Where have you been? And not answering your phone. I would say that you are trying to run away from the problems you have created." The figure smirked at him.
"I didn't create them, I was created for them." Vincent answered glaring and pulling himself up off the ground.
"Must you always look at your situation as a curse and not a gift?"
"A gift doesn't make you suffer."
"That is not necessarily true. A gift can bring you many downfalls, but it can also bring you to your prime."
"Don't you get it?" Vincent yelled clenching his fists at his sides.
"I have had it with your mouth boy!"
"My mouth! Don't you ever think that I may not want to listen to what you have to babble on about? Let me spell this out for you, I am not your pawn. Your reign is over and there is nothing you can do about it. Your death will follow soon!"
Marcus gave a large roar before charging at the boy and using his arms to knock him backwards. Vincent slid across the puddles along the empty and narrow street coming to a stop near a large piece of twisted metal. Picking it up with his shaking hand he jumped to his feet.
His glasses falling to the ground as he threw the piece of metal at the unsuspecting Marcus. Impailing him through his stomach.
Marcus let out a short howl in pain as he pulled it out; blood seeping from the wound. "Using your definition, your aren't a gift at all boy!"
Figures appeared along the edges of the buildings. "NO!" Vincent yelled, "I did my part, you can't do this to me."
"I can and I will." He said smugly pulling out a gun from under his coat and pulling the trigger before Vincent could dodge it.
The figures jumped down from the building, loading their guns they stepped towards the entrance to the lycan den.
"You know what to do. Bring me the girl...alive." They all nodded silently they only thing you could really see was their icy blue eyes.
The vampire at the front of the line kicked the door in and pointed his gun at a lycan who was standing near the door, shooting him twice the others ran infront of him. Marcus meanwhile picked the drugged Vincent up off the ground and shouldered him before returning to a car parked nearby.
After throwing the boy in, he slammed the door shut and got into the driver's seat. Starting the car he glanced back at the lights flashing from inside of the den through his mirror before pressing on the gas and speeding away.
~*~
The noise of screaming made Michael snap his attention away from Selene. With a glance at William who nodded, Michael tossed his coat to the ground and transformed. Drake followed his lead and did the same, both beasts then quickly broke through the door and followed the strong smell of death.
Lydia watched them go and looked at William as he pulled a gun out from his coat and walked over to Selene who had her eyes clenched shut. He calmly stroked her forehead feeling her temperature and keeping his gaze focused on the hole in the wall.
Michael and Drake saw the vampires and joined in on the lycans who were already fighting them. Only a handful remained as Michael used his claws, emotion, and power to slice a vampires head clean off it's shoulders. Their body fell to it's knees; blood spewing from their cut throat.
His breathing increased as another lycan fell to the ground shaking from the silver entering their body and transforming back into their human form.
William fired his gun as the vampire stumbled into the room, the bullet took it's effect and the vampire screamed as he turned to dust.
Another vampire wasn't far behind and lunged at William who pulled the trigger, "FUCK!" He yelled when he noticed the clip was empty.
The vampire collided with him as William hit him in the side of the head with his gun. The vampire rolled off holding his head.
William scrambled to his feet and kicked the vampire. He heard a growl in the distance and turned his head. A lycan was fighting with a vampire further down the hall both of them growling and trading blows.
He returned his attention to the vampire before him a little to late as the vampire pulled his own trigger and shot William. William moved to dodge the bullet but it hit him square in the jaw. He could feel the bone crack upon entry and he bit down, catching the bullet between his teeth and spitting it out like it was fire.
The vampire's eyes widened as he shot William again in the chest. This time it made him stumble backwards falling over some bookshelves. Lydia screamed and hit the vampire from the back.
He turned and grabbed her arm and tossed her across the room. He smirked and wiped the blood from his temple before grabbing Selene's prone form and heading through the door that led to the tunnels.
Michael the hybrid stepped into the room moments later his cuts already starting to heal as he changed back to his human form and fell to his knees. "No..." He whispered.
Drake stepped into the room moments later his eyes about the same as Michael's had been as he rushed over to help Lydia.
"What happened?" He asked her as he placed his arms around her waist and picked her up.
"The vampire, he took Selene, through the tunnels."
Michael jumped to his feet and swiftly moved to the tunnel. No one saw him leave for it was far too fast. They did however see him return. "Damn." He said banging his fists against the wall.
He heard a moan and looked over at the fallen shelves. He jogged over to them to see William lying amoung the books his jaw swollen and in the wrong place. Also blood pouring from his chest.
Michael calmly stuck his fingers into the wound and pulled out the metal bullet. The sound coming out of William's mouth didn't sound so much like a wince but the expression on his face clearly showed it.
"Don't move." He told him slowly looking at the hole in the side of his face where he had been shot, and that was what must have broken his jaw.
Michael couldn't see where the bullet could have gone out, but he knew it couldn't see it in there.
"He caught it between his teeth and spit it out." Lydia told him as she wiped the blood off of her head from where she had hit it on a glass container.
Michael carefully picked William up and layed him down on one of the beds. "Now is not a good time for you to be injured."
William rolled his eyes and Michael gave him a small smile ignoring the aching in his chest at the thought of Selene gone, and possibly dying from her disease before the vampires could seek their revenge, or before he could save her.
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"I'm gonna go see if I can help some of the injured. Drake, see if you can bandage Lydia up and then come help me."
Drake nodded and started to pull things out of the cabinets as Michael ran out of the room.
~*~
The vampire locked the chains tightly and securely around her wrists. "Its not like she still posses any of her powers." Another voice said and the vampire turned to him glaring.
"Shut up kid." Vincent just smirked as he hung against the wall, his hands and feets chained down.
"What? Just letting you know, it probably isn't necessary to chain her down, she is human afterall."
"Master Marcus' orders." The vampire replied leaving the room.
Vincent stared at the woman before him, the same woman who could lose her life all because of him. Mentally beating himself up for being so stupid he tugged on the chains willing them to break or snap so he could undo his mistakes and save her and take her away from these horrid creatures.
He sighed deeply when they wouldn't budge, only rattled annoyingly as he pulled on them. He stopped and looked back at Selene who was chained to the wall but not hanging like he was. Her chains were long enough so that she could lay down.
Squeezing his eyes shut tightly he tried to focus on Lydia, but her mind wasn't focused like it normally was, that must have ment something bad had happened.
'Lydia..' He said through his thoughts still staring at Selene.
There was no answer, and Vincent wasn't really patient, so he gave up and hung his head his red eyes closing from exhustion, and from whatever drug they had given him to keep his energy at bay.
Selene moaned and lifted her head up making his eyes snap back open, but were still heavy from the drug. "Don't move." He whispered calmly.
Her eyes snapped opened and she tried to move quickly only it was hurting her head and body to do so.
"There isn't a reason to be afraid." He told her his red eyes searching her own green ones.
"Where are we?" She asked her breathing still heavy from the shock.
"We are in the Vampire manision. Marcus and his followers have locked us up. Me to be used again, and you to either be punished or used as bait for Michael."
She looked at him confused.
"I'm Vincent by the way." He added, "I would shake you hand but I'm..a little chained down at the moment."
Selene just stared at him, "You're the one that did this to me?" It sounded more like a statement than a question however.
"I-" He started dropping his head to the ground, "Yes, under Marcus' orders and rules, not to mention constant beating, I did do this to you. I am terribly sorry if it helps."
She simply nodded; bringing her knees up to her chest. "How much longer do you think I will have after memories start to appear?"
He tilted his head, his hair falling in his face, "Three days exactly." He whispered.
She nodded, "So if we are in here for three days, you witness me die."
He gulped, "As much as I wish not to watch, I wish even more for you not to die at all, and if what I heard of Michael is true, he will be here before the end of the first day, trying to save you."
"Thanks." She mumbled looking up at him.
"For what?"
"I'm not sure. Just for being honest with me."
He only gave her a quick grin before going back to his broody mood as he hung against the cold stone wall, with only a small torch burning in the corner of the room close to Selene's figure, it wasn't that bright, and very dark and damp. They were in a holding cell, he thought they didn't use those anymore, but maybe he was wrong.
"Does your head still hurt?" He asked her bringing his red eerie eyes up to her face.
"Not at much, but I don't think there is a lot I don't remember."
"So, do you remember if there is a way out of these damn cells?"
"No, I don't remember."
"So, your still missing information, but you can get mental images and flashes of your past life?"
"I guess." She replied tugging at her chain and wiping semi-dried blood from her face where her nose had been bleeding.
"Then I was correct you do have three days."
"How do you know exactly, I mean everything about it?"
"Because I have gone through this once before. Even when I died, I kept a very detailed record in my memories, sort of like how vampires do when they awake the elders, transferring memories. There has only been one other person to go through this experience and I gave my life to save him."
"So, he is still alive?" She asked curiously searching her brain for more memories of her past.
"Yes, he is still alive, and still the same person he was before. Yet, he is burdened with the struggle of keeping silence for the good of all races and the world."
Selene knitted her eyebrows together in thought. "Will- I mean, can you tell me who this happened to?"
He nodded, "Even though I know it is not my place to tell, you deserve more answers at the moment than riddles or lies. Christopher Drake, a lycan, and a warrior."
She began searching her mind for answers, "You mean Drake? The blonde cocky lycan?"
Vincent gave a short laugh, "Yes, him."
"How?" She asked at a lost for words.
"It was under the order of my Master before my second birth more than six hundred years ago."
"Your Master made you do this?"
"Yes and no."
"Drake killed my Master, my Teacher, and my Father. They're all the same people, but he was my everything, the only reason I am still standing here today. Drake didn't know at the time, he was just a beast on a hunt and was trying to fill his lust for blood. I shot him then, with my bow and poision (virus) arrow."
"How long did it take to take effect?"
"In a shorter period than yours, lycans don't have the immune system like vampires, they are safe from diseases and death by them, but when it comes from a virus that is made to minipulate, there is a weakness."
"How did you save him?"
"By sacrificing myself."
Selene was still utterly confused and didn't understand what he meant by that, but she knew that he probably wouldn't go any further than that on the subject.
"So killing yourself will stop the virus?"
"Not necessarily."
"Would you come back like the last time?"
"I doubt it. The rulers of the UnderWorld would not allow it. They let me off once, in the path that I would not use the virus again. But it is funny how things work out, isn't it?"
Selene only nodded. "How was it you got captured in the first place?"
"I was coming to save you."
"What do you mean?"
"I was coming to fix things. I figure, even if they don't let me back, I could atleast be with my parents. I could atleast be with Sonja and Lucian, my second parents. There isn't much for me in this world, I was born to be a curse to existence, and now I choose to do the right thing no matter what, and the right thing is saving you, I know that now."
"What changed yoor mind?"
"My mother once told me, that, I should always do what is right, when it comes to love, well, it is the right thing and it is what makes peace. Of course she never said it like that, but that is how I imagine she ment it."
"So-"
"Your and Michael's love for eachother is what will bring peace. I cannot destroy that. He is like a lycan, their leader now. You, well, when this is over shall be a vampire, but two different races. Just like Lucian and Sonja, my mother and father. Your bond is strong. I can feel it in your memories that have been running rampant in my head."
"My memories?"
"Yes, where did you think they went? Just disappeared?" He gave a short laugh, "No, they are with me, when I die I will return every one of them."
"You talk about dying like it is nothing."
"It truly isn't if you know what it feels like. I think we shouldn't be scared of dying, that's what most immortals truly are, afraid of what awaits them."
"Is that what you think boy?" Marcus said from the doorway.
"Yes, that is what I think, you have proven this to me, you lying bastard!"
Marcus made a tutting noise with his tongue, "Such temper. You should keep it in check, if you catch my drift."
Vincent just growled, "What is it you want this time?"
"Just wanted to make sure you were securely locked down, don't want you doing your deathly ritual, and ruining things for me."
"I'm just a curse it is my job."
"Yes, well, a curse that can sometimes be useful." Saying this he glanced over at Selene. "Yes, how are you my, dear?"
Selene didn't answer him, "Well, that is rude."
"Maybe she just doesn't speak bullshit!" Vincent yelled at him.
Marcus spun on his heel and punched Vincent in the side of the head making his head snap to the side, "I have had enough of that mouth boy. Besides you speak it too then."
"It has taken me many years under your rule to learn it, but at last, I have captured it in it's essence." Vincent replied.
"We will see about that boy, but for now, I must get ready for phase one of the downfall of Michael Corvin."
~*~
A/N: Finally, I finished it, and not a moment to spare, eh? Sorry it took so long, among the reports, which I am still working on my english final copy, and a rockin' concert on last Wed., I have slept as much as I can trying to regain my energy to sit down and type the rest of this chapter.
Just so you know, the concert RULED! Hoobastank was great and so was the local band, Last Man Standing. I had a great time, lots of fun! So, I revealed a little more about Drake's secret than I would have liked, but, what can you do? I have, in my mind, got most of the dialog for the last chapter or final scene in my head. You know, not that I want to rip off a movie or anything, but I find reading books and watching movies can give you great ideas.
Seeming how the last chapter is about...two more away, so that's like a total of three chapters... I can tell you this. 3 people die, 2 people fall in love, 1 person is born. That's it! :D, you can all hate me for putting that, but, it doesn't matter, I think the death toll might go up a bit throughout the chapters, that's just it for the last chapter.
Anyways, if you missed that piece of information you will be in for a shock when all of this is over. For now, I just want to thank you for reading and hoped you enjoyed the messed up thoughts floating around in my mind.
Thanks....Punk-Death-Dealer!! And I'm out!
He went from being a doctor to a killer in a matter of days. It was funny how someones life worked out, especially if it worked out to be something you only thought of as fairy tales for almost your whole life.
"That was gross." She commented as they started walking.
"What?" He said looking at her out of the corner of his eye, "I have to eat, and blood keeps me strong and healthy."
"So you mean, I used to drink that stuff, like for over two centuries?"
"Exactly." He told her smiling as she stuck her tongue out.
He gave her a small laugh but stopped when she placed her hand on her head. "What is it?"
"Nothing." She replied, "Just a small headache. It's nothing big."
He looked at her as if he knew that it might be something. Michael moved his hand and cupped her cheek, "You sure you're gonna be alright?"
"Yes, don't worry about it right now. Let's go do something."
He sighed and grabbed her hand and let her pull him down the hallway.
~*~
Selene closed her eyes and placed her hand to her temple, flashes were running wild through her head and she felt as if she would explode with pain.
She saw herself with longer hair, the hair she remembered having, standing in a large room a sword a grasped tightly in her two small hands, her icy blue eyes scanning the room. A flash of an older man appeared as she saw him in the shadows, watching her as a vampire entered the room a sword in his hand also.
She opened her eyes quickly to find Michael staring at her, "What is it?"
"Nothing," She said dropping her hand from her head, "Just a small headache. It's nothing big."
He looked at her and she was sure he knew she wasn't telling the whole truth, but he didn't say she was lying, instead he cupped her cheek, "You sure you're gonna be alright?"
"Yes, don't worry about it right now. Let's go do something."
She said giving him a small smile as he sighed and grabbed her hand, in her rush to forget the sight she had seen in her head she pulled him through the almost empty hallway of the lycan den.
Again she stopped as another wave of headaches hit her and she shut her eyes tightly. She could faintly feel Michael tighten his grip on her hand as he pulled her closer towards him.
It was another image of herself, cutting the older man she had seen before, his head slicing right in half, and with a blue hybrid that she could only assume was Michael, kneeling on the ground beside him.
She could feel her heart rate speed up as his head fell into pieces and his body dropped in an eerie silence. Not a word was spoken as her vampire self walked over to Michael and stared at him as he breathed deeply his dark eyes piercing hers. The sword fell from her hand and Michael glanced around as lycans retreated from the den in terror and in fear, but partly in relief that the war was close to being over.
Her eyes snapped open only to meet those of a concerned pair of blue ones. One arm was around her lower waist holding her against him while she leaned back slightly as his other hand held up her head.
"Selene."
"I'm fine."
"You can tell me the truth." He told her standing her back up.
"I know, and I am."
"Selene..." Michael whispered in her ear,"Remember what I told you? About things might happen that you can't control."
"Yeah, I remember." She replied focusing her attention more on him now.
"If you don't tell me what is really happening, how am I supposed to help you?"
She sighed and layed her head against his chest. "It hurts my head."
He stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head, "What hurts your head?"
"All these visions, these thoughts," She paused and then finally said, "memories.."
Michael froze up, he didn't know what was going on, but there was usually someone who always had a level head and he could only think of one person he knew like that.
"Let's get you to William, I am sure he has some information on what is happenening."
Selene simply nodded as Michael walked with her carefully down the hall, picking her up and craddling her like she was a small fragile child.
She didn't complain however, just simply laid there incase another memory decided to make an appearance.
As they came upon William's door they heard yelling and something crashing into a wall. Michael didn't wait to see what it was but simply kicked the door in and everyone inside froze what they were doing to look at him.
William let out a small gasp as he ran over to Michael, "What has happened?" He asked fixing his glasses.
"She seems to be getting memories."
William glanced at Drake but it went unnoticed by Michael who was laying Selene down on a bed.
He looked at Drake asking him silently if could say he knew what was going on, Drake furiously nodded 'no', Michael didn't notice that either.
Lydia who was watching the whole scene quietly, stepped towards Drake, "Maybe now is the right time." She whispered so only he could hear.
"No, it is too early, I will know when it is time, and that time shouldn't be very far away."
"I do not want to pressure your judgement ment Christopher, but I highly doubt we can wait much longer." She said as she saw Selene's nose start to bleed.
Drake gave a sigh out of anger to calm himself and tilted his head towards the ceiling. "We still have time, trust me."
~*~
As Vincent pulled his hand away from the door someone grabbed the collar of his jacket pulling him back and then letting him go so he fell a few feet from the door landing on his back.
"What in the bloody hell?" He asked using his accent he had acquired from his stay in the country.
The same figure stood before him hand outstretched and eyes blazing.
"Now, now boy." The man said taking a step towards him.
"What do you want?" Vincent growled.
"Where have you been? And not answering your phone. I would say that you are trying to run away from the problems you have created." The figure smirked at him.
"I didn't create them, I was created for them." Vincent answered glaring and pulling himself up off the ground.
"Must you always look at your situation as a curse and not a gift?"
"A gift doesn't make you suffer."
"That is not necessarily true. A gift can bring you many downfalls, but it can also bring you to your prime."
"Don't you get it?" Vincent yelled clenching his fists at his sides.
"I have had it with your mouth boy!"
"My mouth! Don't you ever think that I may not want to listen to what you have to babble on about? Let me spell this out for you, I am not your pawn. Your reign is over and there is nothing you can do about it. Your death will follow soon!"
Marcus gave a large roar before charging at the boy and using his arms to knock him backwards. Vincent slid across the puddles along the empty and narrow street coming to a stop near a large piece of twisted metal. Picking it up with his shaking hand he jumped to his feet.
His glasses falling to the ground as he threw the piece of metal at the unsuspecting Marcus. Impailing him through his stomach.
Marcus let out a short howl in pain as he pulled it out; blood seeping from the wound. "Using your definition, your aren't a gift at all boy!"
Figures appeared along the edges of the buildings. "NO!" Vincent yelled, "I did my part, you can't do this to me."
"I can and I will." He said smugly pulling out a gun from under his coat and pulling the trigger before Vincent could dodge it.
The figures jumped down from the building, loading their guns they stepped towards the entrance to the lycan den.
"You know what to do. Bring me the girl...alive." They all nodded silently they only thing you could really see was their icy blue eyes.
The vampire at the front of the line kicked the door in and pointed his gun at a lycan who was standing near the door, shooting him twice the others ran infront of him. Marcus meanwhile picked the drugged Vincent up off the ground and shouldered him before returning to a car parked nearby.
After throwing the boy in, he slammed the door shut and got into the driver's seat. Starting the car he glanced back at the lights flashing from inside of the den through his mirror before pressing on the gas and speeding away.
~*~
The noise of screaming made Michael snap his attention away from Selene. With a glance at William who nodded, Michael tossed his coat to the ground and transformed. Drake followed his lead and did the same, both beasts then quickly broke through the door and followed the strong smell of death.
Lydia watched them go and looked at William as he pulled a gun out from his coat and walked over to Selene who had her eyes clenched shut. He calmly stroked her forehead feeling her temperature and keeping his gaze focused on the hole in the wall.
Michael and Drake saw the vampires and joined in on the lycans who were already fighting them. Only a handful remained as Michael used his claws, emotion, and power to slice a vampires head clean off it's shoulders. Their body fell to it's knees; blood spewing from their cut throat.
His breathing increased as another lycan fell to the ground shaking from the silver entering their body and transforming back into their human form.
William fired his gun as the vampire stumbled into the room, the bullet took it's effect and the vampire screamed as he turned to dust.
Another vampire wasn't far behind and lunged at William who pulled the trigger, "FUCK!" He yelled when he noticed the clip was empty.
The vampire collided with him as William hit him in the side of the head with his gun. The vampire rolled off holding his head.
William scrambled to his feet and kicked the vampire. He heard a growl in the distance and turned his head. A lycan was fighting with a vampire further down the hall both of them growling and trading blows.
He returned his attention to the vampire before him a little to late as the vampire pulled his own trigger and shot William. William moved to dodge the bullet but it hit him square in the jaw. He could feel the bone crack upon entry and he bit down, catching the bullet between his teeth and spitting it out like it was fire.
The vampire's eyes widened as he shot William again in the chest. This time it made him stumble backwards falling over some bookshelves. Lydia screamed and hit the vampire from the back.
He turned and grabbed her arm and tossed her across the room. He smirked and wiped the blood from his temple before grabbing Selene's prone form and heading through the door that led to the tunnels.
Michael the hybrid stepped into the room moments later his cuts already starting to heal as he changed back to his human form and fell to his knees. "No..." He whispered.
Drake stepped into the room moments later his eyes about the same as Michael's had been as he rushed over to help Lydia.
"What happened?" He asked her as he placed his arms around her waist and picked her up.
"The vampire, he took Selene, through the tunnels."
Michael jumped to his feet and swiftly moved to the tunnel. No one saw him leave for it was far too fast. They did however see him return. "Damn." He said banging his fists against the wall.
He heard a moan and looked over at the fallen shelves. He jogged over to them to see William lying amoung the books his jaw swollen and in the wrong place. Also blood pouring from his chest.
Michael calmly stuck his fingers into the wound and pulled out the metal bullet. The sound coming out of William's mouth didn't sound so much like a wince but the expression on his face clearly showed it.
"Don't move." He told him slowly looking at the hole in the side of his face where he had been shot, and that was what must have broken his jaw.
Michael couldn't see where the bullet could have gone out, but he knew it couldn't see it in there.
"He caught it between his teeth and spit it out." Lydia told him as she wiped the blood off of her head from where she had hit it on a glass container.
Michael carefully picked William up and layed him down on one of the beds. "Now is not a good time for you to be injured."
William rolled his eyes and Michael gave him a small smile ignoring the aching in his chest at the thought of Selene gone, and possibly dying from her disease before the vampires could seek their revenge, or before he could save her.
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"I'm gonna go see if I can help some of the injured. Drake, see if you can bandage Lydia up and then come help me."
Drake nodded and started to pull things out of the cabinets as Michael ran out of the room.
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The vampire locked the chains tightly and securely around her wrists. "Its not like she still posses any of her powers." Another voice said and the vampire turned to him glaring.
"Shut up kid." Vincent just smirked as he hung against the wall, his hands and feets chained down.
"What? Just letting you know, it probably isn't necessary to chain her down, she is human afterall."
"Master Marcus' orders." The vampire replied leaving the room.
Vincent stared at the woman before him, the same woman who could lose her life all because of him. Mentally beating himself up for being so stupid he tugged on the chains willing them to break or snap so he could undo his mistakes and save her and take her away from these horrid creatures.
He sighed deeply when they wouldn't budge, only rattled annoyingly as he pulled on them. He stopped and looked back at Selene who was chained to the wall but not hanging like he was. Her chains were long enough so that she could lay down.
Squeezing his eyes shut tightly he tried to focus on Lydia, but her mind wasn't focused like it normally was, that must have ment something bad had happened.
'Lydia..' He said through his thoughts still staring at Selene.
There was no answer, and Vincent wasn't really patient, so he gave up and hung his head his red eyes closing from exhustion, and from whatever drug they had given him to keep his energy at bay.
Selene moaned and lifted her head up making his eyes snap back open, but were still heavy from the drug. "Don't move." He whispered calmly.
Her eyes snapped opened and she tried to move quickly only it was hurting her head and body to do so.
"There isn't a reason to be afraid." He told her his red eyes searching her own green ones.
"Where are we?" She asked her breathing still heavy from the shock.
"We are in the Vampire manision. Marcus and his followers have locked us up. Me to be used again, and you to either be punished or used as bait for Michael."
She looked at him confused.
"I'm Vincent by the way." He added, "I would shake you hand but I'm..a little chained down at the moment."
Selene just stared at him, "You're the one that did this to me?" It sounded more like a statement than a question however.
"I-" He started dropping his head to the ground, "Yes, under Marcus' orders and rules, not to mention constant beating, I did do this to you. I am terribly sorry if it helps."
She simply nodded; bringing her knees up to her chest. "How much longer do you think I will have after memories start to appear?"
He tilted his head, his hair falling in his face, "Three days exactly." He whispered.
She nodded, "So if we are in here for three days, you witness me die."
He gulped, "As much as I wish not to watch, I wish even more for you not to die at all, and if what I heard of Michael is true, he will be here before the end of the first day, trying to save you."
"Thanks." She mumbled looking up at him.
"For what?"
"I'm not sure. Just for being honest with me."
He only gave her a quick grin before going back to his broody mood as he hung against the cold stone wall, with only a small torch burning in the corner of the room close to Selene's figure, it wasn't that bright, and very dark and damp. They were in a holding cell, he thought they didn't use those anymore, but maybe he was wrong.
"Does your head still hurt?" He asked her bringing his red eerie eyes up to her face.
"Not at much, but I don't think there is a lot I don't remember."
"So, do you remember if there is a way out of these damn cells?"
"No, I don't remember."
"So, your still missing information, but you can get mental images and flashes of your past life?"
"I guess." She replied tugging at her chain and wiping semi-dried blood from her face where her nose had been bleeding.
"Then I was correct you do have three days."
"How do you know exactly, I mean everything about it?"
"Because I have gone through this once before. Even when I died, I kept a very detailed record in my memories, sort of like how vampires do when they awake the elders, transferring memories. There has only been one other person to go through this experience and I gave my life to save him."
"So, he is still alive?" She asked curiously searching her brain for more memories of her past.
"Yes, he is still alive, and still the same person he was before. Yet, he is burdened with the struggle of keeping silence for the good of all races and the world."
Selene knitted her eyebrows together in thought. "Will- I mean, can you tell me who this happened to?"
He nodded, "Even though I know it is not my place to tell, you deserve more answers at the moment than riddles or lies. Christopher Drake, a lycan, and a warrior."
She began searching her mind for answers, "You mean Drake? The blonde cocky lycan?"
Vincent gave a short laugh, "Yes, him."
"How?" She asked at a lost for words.
"It was under the order of my Master before my second birth more than six hundred years ago."
"Your Master made you do this?"
"Yes and no."
"Drake killed my Master, my Teacher, and my Father. They're all the same people, but he was my everything, the only reason I am still standing here today. Drake didn't know at the time, he was just a beast on a hunt and was trying to fill his lust for blood. I shot him then, with my bow and poision (virus) arrow."
"How long did it take to take effect?"
"In a shorter period than yours, lycans don't have the immune system like vampires, they are safe from diseases and death by them, but when it comes from a virus that is made to minipulate, there is a weakness."
"How did you save him?"
"By sacrificing myself."
Selene was still utterly confused and didn't understand what he meant by that, but she knew that he probably wouldn't go any further than that on the subject.
"So killing yourself will stop the virus?"
"Not necessarily."
"Would you come back like the last time?"
"I doubt it. The rulers of the UnderWorld would not allow it. They let me off once, in the path that I would not use the virus again. But it is funny how things work out, isn't it?"
Selene only nodded. "How was it you got captured in the first place?"
"I was coming to save you."
"What do you mean?"
"I was coming to fix things. I figure, even if they don't let me back, I could atleast be with my parents. I could atleast be with Sonja and Lucian, my second parents. There isn't much for me in this world, I was born to be a curse to existence, and now I choose to do the right thing no matter what, and the right thing is saving you, I know that now."
"What changed yoor mind?"
"My mother once told me, that, I should always do what is right, when it comes to love, well, it is the right thing and it is what makes peace. Of course she never said it like that, but that is how I imagine she ment it."
"So-"
"Your and Michael's love for eachother is what will bring peace. I cannot destroy that. He is like a lycan, their leader now. You, well, when this is over shall be a vampire, but two different races. Just like Lucian and Sonja, my mother and father. Your bond is strong. I can feel it in your memories that have been running rampant in my head."
"My memories?"
"Yes, where did you think they went? Just disappeared?" He gave a short laugh, "No, they are with me, when I die I will return every one of them."
"You talk about dying like it is nothing."
"It truly isn't if you know what it feels like. I think we shouldn't be scared of dying, that's what most immortals truly are, afraid of what awaits them."
"Is that what you think boy?" Marcus said from the doorway.
"Yes, that is what I think, you have proven this to me, you lying bastard!"
Marcus made a tutting noise with his tongue, "Such temper. You should keep it in check, if you catch my drift."
Vincent just growled, "What is it you want this time?"
"Just wanted to make sure you were securely locked down, don't want you doing your deathly ritual, and ruining things for me."
"I'm just a curse it is my job."
"Yes, well, a curse that can sometimes be useful." Saying this he glanced over at Selene. "Yes, how are you my, dear?"
Selene didn't answer him, "Well, that is rude."
"Maybe she just doesn't speak bullshit!" Vincent yelled at him.
Marcus spun on his heel and punched Vincent in the side of the head making his head snap to the side, "I have had enough of that mouth boy. Besides you speak it too then."
"It has taken me many years under your rule to learn it, but at last, I have captured it in it's essence." Vincent replied.
"We will see about that boy, but for now, I must get ready for phase one of the downfall of Michael Corvin."
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A/N: Finally, I finished it, and not a moment to spare, eh? Sorry it took so long, among the reports, which I am still working on my english final copy, and a rockin' concert on last Wed., I have slept as much as I can trying to regain my energy to sit down and type the rest of this chapter.
Just so you know, the concert RULED! Hoobastank was great and so was the local band, Last Man Standing. I had a great time, lots of fun! So, I revealed a little more about Drake's secret than I would have liked, but, what can you do? I have, in my mind, got most of the dialog for the last chapter or final scene in my head. You know, not that I want to rip off a movie or anything, but I find reading books and watching movies can give you great ideas.
Seeming how the last chapter is about...two more away, so that's like a total of three chapters... I can tell you this. 3 people die, 2 people fall in love, 1 person is born. That's it! :D, you can all hate me for putting that, but, it doesn't matter, I think the death toll might go up a bit throughout the chapters, that's just it for the last chapter.
Anyways, if you missed that piece of information you will be in for a shock when all of this is over. For now, I just want to thank you for reading and hoped you enjoyed the messed up thoughts floating around in my mind.
Thanks....Punk-Death-Dealer!! And I'm out!