Michael Corvin stopped outside the 'Welcome to Velkan' sign. The wind blew his thick hair to the front of his face. The wind seemed to circle the city that he had never heard of and protecting it in a curtain. It was keeping it away from harm and from the outside world.

Sniffing the air he noticed that this was completely a lycan village. Their scents were overwhelming to the point where it almost smothered him. He could sense them just beyond the front row of buildings.

His black hybrid eyes roamed until it reached a hill standing solo in the middle of the city, a large house sitting on the hill.

He could hear the faint sound of howls in the distance as the full moon was revealed from the small dark cloud in the sky. The stars were shining bright and heavy footsteps were starting to echo throughout the small city. It was oddly strange how it had just been day time a few miles back. Now, it was night.

They were all moving fast, which only left one option for him. His eyes flashed and, like the wind, he was gone drifting through the seemingly empty streets.

The hybrid stopped when he felt them following him. Sniffing the air, he caught their scents, they weren't very old. Young and curious is what he felt from them. He couldn't let them distract him though, Selene was in danger.

It scared him more than a whole pack of elder lycans could. Using his strong back legs, he kicked off hard from the ground launching him through the air. He landed at the base of the hill. The tall house towering was over him.

There were vines growing up the sides of the house and claw marks visible in the old stone. Looking around he noticed that he seemed too had lost whoever was following him. Without another thought, he ran up the hill. He had to get help, and there was no time to waste.

Before he could reach the door however, two large male lycans jumped down descending upon his form. He wondered why he hadn't sensed them before. He didn't have any time to dwell on the thought as they began lunging at him. He didn't want to hurt them, but he didn't have a choice.

Pulling his fist back he spun around punching one lycan square in the chest and sending him sprawling backwards. Turning quickly he was only met with a fist to his fast which made his head snap back. Using the momentum of the punch he received he found himself doing a back flip and landing on his feet, hunched over and waiting for the next attack.

Instead, the lycans growled and stepped further away from him. Their growls became quiet as they fled the scene, not sure of what to make of the monster they had just faced.

Shaking his head Michael ran the rest of the way up the hill and ran to the large wooden door that would be his way in.

Michael didn't bother to knock on the door as he stopped in front of it. Instead he just rammed into it. The wood cracked open and the small splinters fell like sheets of rain and swirled in dust.

A man jumped back startled by the action and was growling as soon as he returned to his feet.

"Who are you?" He asked his eyes flashing black as he hunched over a bit.

"I mean you no harm." Michael said in the calmest voice he could muster, since he mainly growled in his hybrid form and he was panting heavily.

"What are you?" The man asked, never letting his gaze stray, even as others began to enter the room.

Michael was at lost for words, he wasn't sure of what to say. He didn't know if they even knew what a hybrid was, but there wasn't much room for an alternative. "I'm a hybrid."

The man before him seemed confused. "You smell like a vampire, but also of wolf."

Michael closed his eyes and willed himself to change back to his human form. Usually it came easy to him, but now he was tense and didn't know if he really should change. Finally he felt his skin begin to shrink and he opened his eyes again.

The man before him stared at him in awe.

"I am both. A hybrid of vampires and of lycans." He said staring at him through his long and shaggy bangs.

"What is going on?" A loud booming voice asked from the stairs.

The man standing before him bowed at the man and gave a small yelped surprised. "S-sorry S-sir. You have a v-visitor."

The tall man who stood on the stairs looked at Michael. "Michael Corvin." He said taking a step with each word as his foot now touched the marble floor.

"Yes."

"So, Lucian's dream has really come true then? I heard it through a twist of words that he had created his dream, but died in the process."

"He did."

"You're here for a reason. Are you not?" The man said stepping forward. His light blue eyes shinning.

"I am." The man just stared at him to continue, "I need help."

"Say no more. Lucian was a trusted man, especially among us. Anything for his dream."

"Don't you want to know why I need help?" Michael asked, confused by his agreement to comply without knowing the terms.

"Sure, that would be fine."

"I am to lead Lucian's pack to end the war. But, my..."

"Mate, your vampire, your lover." The man supplied.

"Yes, the woman I love."

"Is deathly ill, and the vampires have capture her."

"How did you know?"

"Word travels fast, especially when you have the right men for the job. I knew you were coming before you arrived. It was only a matter of time."

"Then."

"I will send you as many warriors as you need." He said snapping his fingers. The terrified man came up to him, "Gather them."

"Yes, S-sir." With that, he scurried out of the door and away from the room.

The man turned back to him and held out his hand, "My name is Dorian."

Michael took his hand and shook it firmly.

"I would also like to share a piece of information to you that have might not reached your ears yet."

"What is that?"

He glanced around the room, and the lycans that were listening in, left in a hurry closing all doors behind them.

"The vampires are also bringing in reinforcements."

"How do you-"

"A slip in the wire. It is always good to have someone on your side that is actually pretending to be on another side."

Michael only nodded.

"They will arrive tomorrow by train at night. You should take your men there, they wouldn't suspect it. Kill them and you will have almost nothing stopping you."

"I don't know how to thank you." Michael said looking at him with a sincere expression.

"Just beat Marcus and end this war. You are lycan, you are hope, and you are a brother. That is all the motivation I need to give you help." He told him smiling, "Now, tell me about your vampire."

Michael gave him a questioning look.

"How is she ill?"

"A virus."

The lycan only nodded, "The 'Vincent' virus."

The hybrid nodded and the man frowned.

"How much time do you have?"

"Less than three days now."

They both turned their heads as the man entered once more, "T-they are ready s-sir."

The man sighed, "I told you, the name is Dorian."

"Y-yes S-Dorian."

"Three days isn't a lot of time, Michael. Make the most of it, and save her. Love is always purest. Remember that and you'll be fine."

He nodded and stood, "If you ever need anything else, don't hesitate to ask for help."

"I won't and thank you again. You don't know how much this means to me."

"I think on some level I do." He said smiling, "The men will trust you as much as your own clan would. Most of them have family in the clan you command, they will be loyal."

"We can only hope their nobleness isn't for nothing. Oh, and I am sorry about your door."

Dorian nodded. "It's no problem really." Michael exited through broken door he had come in, not believing that it was that easy to get reinforcements and make a new friend.

He gasped as his eyes fell upon a group of about fifty men standing before him. "It will be a short trip."

He paused not knowing really what to say, but for some reason he could feel Lucian's presence in his mind.

"You must all spread out; I don't think a pack of separate lycans would be as noticeable as a tightly knit group."

"Follow the scent once you enter the city, I will lead you to the hideout then."

Without warning he thought of the vampires killing Selene and spilling her blood. Shaking his head he could feel his skin pulled and stretching as he returned to his hybrid state.

"Keep up." It was the last thing he said as he ran to the outer limits of the city.

William stretched his jaw muscles as his bone had healed almost completely already thanks to his super fast healing. The silver that was splintered into his bone made it longer, but at last he would finally be able to talk again.

Willing the thoughts of failing Michael and Selene he stood from his chair and walked to the door. He knew it would be chaotic outside of this door, but when wasn't it?

Sighing he pushed it open only to almost hit Drake with it.

"Jesus." He mumbled.

"Nice to see you too, Willy." He said grinning.

"What do you need now?"

"Nothing just was coming to check up on you."

"That's not really necessary." The younger lycan said.

"Yeah, but... hey you can talk!" He exclaimed.

"Yeah, ever since I was a kid."

"No, I mean your jaw is healed."

"Yeah, it was just some pesky silver sizzling my bone at first."

Drake made an 'ouch' face as he winced. "Let's move on to another subject."

"Like what?"

"Like...how Michael left me in charge when he left."

"What do you mean...? Michael left?"

Drake gave a small pathetic laugh, "Well, he went to get reinforcements.

"Alone?" William asked sounding angry.

"Why do you have to ask so many questions?" Drake asked crossing his arms over his chest, "Anyways, Michael went to them on his own; he will be back on his own. I do not doubt his ability."

"And I do not trust his ability. You know as well as I do that his is in pain from losing his mate to the vampires."

"Of course he is in pain; he wouldn't be getting reinforcements if he was content. Besides, I highly doubt they are mates...yet."

"What makes you say that?"

"It would smell different. I think they really haven't committed to each other yet."

"Well, if you are saying that they both haven't admitted that they are in love, I am guessing you must be right."

"Yes," Drake said triumphantly, "One for Drake. Zero for Willy."

"Stop calling me that." He said and started walking down the hall.

Drake ran to catch up with him after a minute of laughing, "What, it is your name."

"No, my name is William."

"Willy." He teased.

"Don't you have someone else to bother?"

"Nope, Lydia went to sleep."

"Then bother Luke."

"Shit," He started, "I forgot to talk to him."

"Making amends?" William asked cautiously.

"Yes, it was Lydia's idea. Said it would make things easier. Even though I don't see how."

"Luke isn't that bad of a person Drake."

"You don't know him like I do."

"But, I do know him. How about you, the only time I have ever seen you together you're arguing."

"We just have a hate-hate relationship." He said grinning.

"Well, go and let me get back to work."

Drake sighed and started down the hall, "Don't work yourself to hard Willy!" He called over his shoulder, his laughter following him around the corner.

Selene opened her eyes. She was exhausted. Blinking a few times she tilted her head and watched as Vincent still struggled against the chains holding him.

"Don't you ever give up?"

"Nope. Although I have faith in your hybrid. I have depended on myself for most of my life; it's the only thing I know. So, excuse me if my mind switches to full alone mode once in awhile."

Selene only nodded, having knowledge to some extent of his predicament.

A distant sound of footsteps caught his ears as his head perked up, even Selene could hear them, they were stomping.

They stopped right outside the door. It seemed as if they were going to turn around, when the door slowly swung open.

A blonde woman stood there staring at both of them.

Selene knew exactly who she was, "Erika." Her voice sounding like a hiss.

"So it is true." The vampire said raising her eyebrows.

Vincent watched the two of them, they obviously knew each other.

"Selene is human." She grinned showing her fangs.

"Maybe I am, but I can still kick your ass." She growled, some of her emotions as a vampire stirring inside of her.

"I've helped you once remember."

"No," Selene started a memory flashing through her head as she began to speak again, "You did it for you."

Erika glared at her, "I did."

Selene only clenched her eyes shut as voices started to stir in every part of her brain. She could hear her pulse in her ears as images started to flash too.
She opened her eyes to find Erika staring at her with an unreadable expression, "Your nose is bleeding."

"Shit..." Selene mumbled as she could feel the liquid sliding down her upper lip.

She glanced at Vincent. He had his head pointed to the ground, his bangs covering his face and his eyes were closed.

Realizing she wasn't helpless she moved her up and wiped the blood off with the back of her leather sleeve.

"I've only got one question Selene."

"What is that?"

"Why did you do it? Why did you betray your kind? And for what? A filthy lycan hybrid."

Selene jumped to her feet her chains making clinging noises as she moved and they rattled. "Don't you dare call him that."

Erika glared at her, "You killed you own fath-"

"He was not my father!" She shouted, "He killed my father." She clenched her eyes shut tight again as an onslaught of memories from her past life caught up with her, the voices, the cries, the pain, and the pleasure.

She barely heard the sound of the door being shut again as she opened her eyes.

Vincent was staring at her once more, his red eyes piercing hers'.

"H-he killed your father?"

Selene flinched at the memory; their bodies flashing before her eyes, "He slaughtered my whole family."

Vincent just stared at her, "Lydia said Michael went for reinforcements. He should be back by sundown."

Selene looked a bit happier at this comment but was still saddened and angered with her memories that seemed to be coming back more often now.

"You'll be fine." He told her, "Once the memories stop, it will just be like you awoke a human. You will still remember everything though."

"I can almost already remember everything."

"Let's hope that isn't true." He told her shifting positions so that his neck popped, "That was bugging me." He told her grinning, "Besides, if it is, then my calculations would be off, and that would be very...grim."

Michael stood motionless in his hybrid form. Sniffing the air he could tell that the other lycan weren't that far behind him.

He could see the sun setting behind a distant hill. The vampires would soon be arriving at the station. It was his only chance and hope.

The lycans stopped just behind him. He was nervous to ask for their help, but they had already coming a long way. They were giving up their life for peace, he respected that, but this was for more than peace, this was for Selene.

"I think it is time for our first mission towards peace." He told them, speaking just loud enough so that his voice could be carried to all of their ears.

He heard them growl in anticipation; which made him relax a little more. He was never the lead type, but with both Lucian's and Selene's blood pumping through his veins it was hard not to.

"The vampire covenant aiding Marcus' coven will be here shortly. They will be arriving by train. Let's give them a welcoming party to remember."

They all growled in response to his statement, clearly stating that they were ready and accepting the challenge head on. "Don't leave any alive."

His command echoed throughout the trees as his army charged forth, him leading them all to meet fate, and the light shinning at the end of the tunnel.

The vampires glanced at the shut blinds as they came closer to the station. An older upper-class vampire stood with his hand resting on a wooden rail.

"Tonight, we join our two families. Even with the death of our two strongest elders, we will forge on and make the filthy lycans pay for what they have done."

Looking around the compartment, there were many men dressed in black carrying guns and other weapons with them. This was the army joining Marcus. This is what was going to defeat the lycans and end the war once and for all. The war would be over when vampires reigned supreme.

A few minutes of silence and the train screeched to a halt. The blinds opening and letting the moonlight pour in. Every vampire in the compartment stood. The others in different compartments, also stood.

Checking their weapons they started for the doors. When distant howls caught their ears. It just wasn't one howl, but sound like hundreds.

The man looked at all of them, "Well, don't just stand there, the vans are waiting in the parking lot, we must make a run for it."

The first vampire stepped out of the compartment only to have something pick him up by his head. He screamed and dropped his gun.

As he was lifted, lycans landed on top of the train, making the metal machine shake and crack under their force.

The vampire's eyes turned ice blue as he met the cold black eyes that stared back at him, anger and revenge clearly shinning in them.

Michael used as much force as he could and tossed the vampire backwards making him go clean through of the stone columns.

Lycans roared and vampires screamed as they scurried to get to the vans. Even with the vampires shooting, the lycans out numbered them, and out ran them.

By the time they had reached the vans, large lycans were sitting on them ripping at the metal and the wires under the hood.

"NO!" They yelled.

Blood stained the pavement as another wave of lycans hit them, rage consuming them as they could feel it off Michael. They were feeding off it and it was working.

Michael pounced on a lycan who was shooting at him, cracking his neck with one simple motion before moving on to the next little group of vampires.

Shots rang out for at least a half an hour. Cries were carried through the wind, and the stench of blood was everywhere.

Lycans began changing back into their human form and vampires began giving up. The vampires were tied to stone pillars and columns left to burn when the sun came up.

Michael only turned his head. He was trained to be a doctor, yet he found a sick pleasure in killing and spilling blood.

The lycans all stood behind him as he once again motioned for them to spread out and started running towards the lycan den. One for the lycans, and zero for the vampires. Two days remained.

The doors to Marcus' office were thrown open, "M-my L-lord." The bumbling vampire squeaked as he skidded to a halt in front of his desk.

"What is it?" Marcus said rising.

"The vampire covenant has been destroyed, slaughtered as they tried to escape."

"Who did this?" Marcus yelled slamming his fists down on the desk.

"The hybrid my L-lord," The vampire paused and gulped, "And fifty lycans."

Marcus spun on his heel and headed towards the dungeons. He walked briskly repeating in his head that Michael Corvin would pay for everything he had done. All he had to do is keep Selene from him for two more days.

A/N: Well, another chapter done. Good thing I got to stay home from school today, otherwise, I might have not got it finished! Anyways, I think there might be about three or four more chapters left. Which is my fault, I just can't cram everything into so little chapters.

Well, I hoped you enjoyed it. I know I was a little vague on the bloodshed, but it doesn't end there, so there is nothing to worry about...for those of you who crave blood and violence :D

Read and review...and don't forget....two days!