The brink of insanity wasn't far from being an option now for Vincent. The
sound of water dripping in the dark dungeons was driving him mad.
His sensitive hearing didn't help any as it echoed and changed. The sound waves vibrating off thousands of objects that were around him.
Selene had leaned against the wall and fallen asleep, her energy being drained with each memory that came back to haunt her.
He didn't know what felt worse, just being sorry for her, or being sorry for her and sorry that he had done this to her.
It didn't matter though, either way, he knew he would pay for what he had done, and for some reason it didn't bother him in the slightest. His actions would be justified.
With his dirty bangs hanging in clumps around his face Vincent managed to blow them away from his view. His limbs were numb from the strain of being in the same position for almost twenty four hours. But this somehow made the pain bearable.
Every time the door opened he wished it wouldn't but when he looked up he was surprised to find the girl from the station standing there; her eyes wide.
"Strange place to meet." She told him closing the door behind her.
"I get the feeling that I am missing something here." He replied to her.
"What is that?"
"How did I not sense that you were a vampire?"
"Because I am not." She answered simply.
He looked at her curiously, "Vampires just don't let humans into their house."
"Lucky for me, I am not a human." She told him although he knew she was lying.
Vincent sighed, this conversation was getting him nowhere, even though it peaked his interest; he still had other things to worry about.
He pushed down a headache as he watched her walk up to him, "I'm their doctor."
"Great..." He mumbled.
She glared up at him, "I think that you would be more respectful, since I am cleaning up your wounds."
That is when he first noticed that he was still covered in half- bleeding wounds from his beating earlier. He didn't heal like immortals did; they would do it naturally, which explained scars on his body.
She pulled something that lowered his chains and let him rest on the ground. The girl then opened a case and pulled out her supplies. Vincent just stared at her.
"Does he know you're doing this?" He asked her closing his eyes as he was lowered more so that he could sit on the ground, his limbs were dead weight anyways.
"No, he doesn't. He is too preoccupied with what just occurred at the train station and his arriving Covenant."
Vincent opened his seemingly glowing red eyes to find her staring back at him, "What happened?" He asked.
"They were slaughtered; only about five of them remained."
"Michael..." Vincent whispered grinning.
"Yes, it seems as though the hybrid had a lot of vengeance to reek on the vampires before the sun rose."
"Why are you helping the vampires? I mean being their doctor?"
"It is what I am paid to do, and they saved my life, the least I could do is save theirs."
Vincent only glanced at Selene's unmoving form as she mumbled something in her sleep. The girl continued working, cleaning the wounds made from the whip as she continued to talk to him.
"So, did you ever make it to see your grandmother?"
"Nope, seems Marcus had other plans before I could reach her."
The girl nodded at him, "What's with the woman? I heard vampires whisper and talk but I don't get why she is down here and being treated like a criminal."
"Because to their kind she is. Well, to the human kind she is also. She murdered, well, killed a man."
She looked at him cleaning another slash on his chest.
"She killed a vampire Elder, Viktor."
She sighed with a slight smile, "No one seems to tell me anything anymore."
"That's how I feel most of the time."
She stood up and placed some things back into her bag. "Your wounds will heal they are nothing serious."
She went to leave when he grabbed her hand liking how his chains were now slack.
"Thanks."
"No problem..."
"Vincent." He supplied.
"Haley." She answered.
He smiled at her as she left. The door making a loud noise as she did so.
Vincent returned his attention to Selene after a few moments of staring at the door. She was still sleeping the obvious sounds not bothering her, or she was just swept up in a nightmare and didn't notice anything.
With a content smile on his face he grinned and sat down against the wall. Yawning he closed his red eyes and let his body rest on the cold stone as he slept for what felt like the first time in a week.
Drake sighed as he walked down the every increasingly short hallway. Luke's room was at the end; his door shut tight.
Scratching his head as he stopped in front of the door he bit his lip. Sighing once again he knocked on the door lightly.
A muffled shuffling came from inside of the room before the door was pulled open allowing light to filter out into the hallway.
"Hey..." Drake said giving him a small wave.
"What do you want?" Luke asked his tone sour.
"Just to say I am sorry." Drake replied shoving his hands in his pockets.
"About what?"
"Everything..." He told the dark haired man, "I'm sorry about the mission, and I'm sorry about acting like a total jerk when I'm around you."
Luke stared at him for a moment not saying anything. For a second Drake thought his was going to slam the door in his face.
"Thanks." He replied though it was just above a whisper; Drake could hear it, "I'm sorry too, I guess."
Drake grinned, "Now that we're on good terms, I think, do you need anything?"
"No," Was his reply, "Is Michael back yet?"
"Nope, he is do back any minute though, the sun has already gone down, and he said he would be back before then, but he isn't yet."
Luke nodded, "I'll talk to you later Drake."
"Okay Luke." The blonde replied as Luke shut the door and the hallway was returned to the darkness.
"Well, that's done." He told himself as he walked back down the hallway, thinking of the other things he had to do before it was too late.
Michael stepped into the lycan den, earning him a few curious glances. Behind him stood a few lycans he had retrieved. The others were scattered and would be arriving at different intervals as planned.
Seeing their relieved faces gave him a more than a shimmer of hope that they could save Selene and end the war at the same time.
He was greeted with Drake grinning at him as he leaned against the door frame across the room. Michael walked up to him, "I have brought some reinforcements."
"So I've noticed."
Michael nodded and started walking again, "Did you do anything foolish?"
"Nope." Was his only reply as he walked down the hallway followed by Dorian's lycans.
He reached a large open room that had seats almost everywhere; able to house several people at once.
He only stood as the others sat down waiting the arrival of the other lycans. Over the minutes more and more entered the room and more and more took a seat watching Michael with cautious eyes.
Finally after waiting a good twenty minutes everyone was in the room sitting down with a few empty chairs throughout the room. Michael stood stiff and nervous at the front of the room. He hadn't a clue what he was supposed to tell them.
"Thank you." He told them finally. It was the only common thing he could thing of at the moment.
They all just stared at him though, none of them saying a word. He took a deep breath and began to speak again.
"I want to thank you not just for coming and risking your lives, but thank you all for giving us hope, without any of you, or Dorian's help, we would be lost."
Michael watched them as their expressions seemed to accept the fact that he was thanking them.
"I don't want to delay you any longer, you've already worked so hard tonight. Dorian told me some of you have friends and family here. Go seek them out and get some rest."
They started talking quietly among themselves as they left the room, and Michael didn't bother using his hearing to listen in on what they were saying, instead he just watched as the men and few women left the room weary from their journey.
A small noise made him turn around and he found William standing against the wall behind him.
"How?"
"You would be surprised what you don't know when you're nervous."
"Your jaw is better."
"Yeah, healed quickly enough."
"Why are you here?"
"Just checking up. Besides, as I have heard, we don't have anytime to waste."
"I know, but I feel as if there is nothing we can do to stop what is going to happen, not matter how many people or reinforcements we bring into this."
"Just have a little faith Michael, I think in good time that we won't have to worry about much. Especially if you keep a level head. Which you have done. " William patted his shoulder, "Lydia wanted to talk to you. I ran into her on my way here, she said she wanted to discuss someone named Dorian."
"Okay, I will be there in a minute. Anything else?"
"Not really." William said turning and heading back towards the door, "Don't worry so much." William told him giving him one last glance as he filed out of the room.
Michael looked around noticing the room was completely empty. It was hard to believe that was almost full a few minutes ago. He rubbed his neck and felt two small scars under his fingers.
Reality came crashing down on him like a brick wall. He dropped his hand and tried to shake the negative thoughts of things happening to Selene out of his mind. Shaking his head he walked out of the room and down the hall; heading to find Lydia.
Lydia looked could feel Michael coming before he even reached the door. Without hesitation she was at the door and pulled it open smiling when she saw Michael's surprised face with his hand raised to knock on the door.
"You got them didn't you?"
"Yes," Michael replied dropping his hand to his side.
"I could sense them." She informed him when he opened his mouth to ask a question.
"So, what did you want me for?"
"Just to confirm my feelings. I wanted to inform Vincent and let him let Selene know of this incase anything happens between now and then."
"When is then?" He asked leaning against the doorframe.
"When the sun falls and the moon rises."
"Then we attack them." He filled in.
"Then we attack and bring back Selene. The sooner we get her and Vincent back the better."
"Vincent?" He asked.
"Yes, he is the only one who can save her."
Michael took a step back, "Then we will get both of them."
"Michael, keep your head clear. The moon has just risen and you killed a whole coven."
"Not the whole coven. I left a few of them."
"Yes, even so, Marcus will find out and he will be angry. Although it was a smart move strategy wise, he may take it out on Selene. He will not kill her though, his plans are clear to even a blind person. She is your bait."
"He is doing a damn good job of using it too." Michael commented walking out of the door letting it swing shut behind him, the latch catching it making an audible click.
Lydia sighed as he presence faded from her mind and he closed himself off from the rest of the world.
Leaning back against the wall she concentrated hard on Vincent, she had to tell him of recent events.
A loud bang echoed throughout the chamber; Vincent's eyes snapped open and his body shook with the shock.
He felt a pain in his lower abdomen and looked down. His own blue blood was spilling from a bullet wound. His red eyes glared up at the cold stare of Marcus.
"What in the fuck?" He screamed.
"Oops." Marcus said lowering his gun that smoke still rolled about.
Vincent growled and reached to cover the wound stopping the bleeding the best he could. He glanced up at Selene who was flat against the wall and her eyes wide.
Marcus glanced at her, "Looks like your little boyfriend is much more trouble than I would have given him credit for."
"What do you mean Marcus? And why in the hell did you shoot me?" Vincent said standing up.
Marcus raised his eyebrow and looked a Vincent suspiciously. With a evil glint in his eye he walked over and pushed a button the chains immediately started to contract and pulled him up against the wall with such force that the stone around him cracked.
"That's better." Marcus said walking towards Selene, "He burned my plans." He said reaching a hand towards Selene who flinched and tried to move away. "Don't be scared." Marcus commanded her taking another step towards her.
"Stay away from me." She answered her voice shaking and she was trying to move but her chains were holding her back.
"I've spared you so much pain," He said quietly brushing her cheek with the back of his ice cold hand.
She shuddered and moved her face, "No, you've only caused me pain."
Marcus clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "Such anger. Believe me sweetie, you haven't felt pain."
"Leave her alone Marcus, she didn't do anything."
"Oh, I believe she did. This whole thing is her fault in fact. Awakening Viktor, falling for a lycan, changing him to a hybrid, defying orders, allowing me to become a monster, getting the virus, turning human. It is your fault he killed Amelia's coven. Slaughtered them."
Selene's mouth just hung open limp. "He killed sixty...five vampires...with only fifty lycans."
Vincent grinned and Marcus only turned slightly, pulling his gun back out he shot him on his side blue blood starting to ooze once again from a different spot now. "FUCK!" He growled as the blood ran down his pants and dripped down off of his boots.
Selene screamed and Marcus spun back to her hitting her in the head with the tip of his gun. Her body hit the ground a bloody wound on the side of her head and she was knocked unconscious. Vincent growled again.
"That is pain." He told her putting the gun in one of his jacket pockets. Giving Vincent one more glare he left the room, "No more will I tolerate it."
Vincent winced as the bullet burned into his side. His body began to shake as he looked down at the large pool of blood forming around his feet. "If I die, it will only be for the better."
"For whom?" A voice asked from the door.
Vincent looked up through his half closed eyes. "Everyone." He replied.
The door shut behind them with a soft click instead of the bang it usually did. His head went limp and his eyes became glazed as his blood left his body.
He could hear the footsteps getting closer and closer, but he didn't have the power to lift his head.
"No," He said clenching his fists around the cuffs that held him in place, "Make sure she is alright first."
Haley stopped moving and looked at the woman who laid crumpled on the ground across from him.
"Why do you care so much for her?"
"She is the key to salvation."
Haley gave him a curious look before kneeling before the woman and opening her case, "But she is human."
"As I am." He told her.
"You are not human." She said cleaning the blood off of Selene's head.
"How do you know?" He asked his voice lighter than it was before.
"I can sense it."
"You're human..." He said after a short pause.
"A human with advantages." She replied inspecting the wound now.
"As am I."
"You're an immortal human." She said pulling out bandages from her bag.
"Then what are you?"
"I was born a from a vampire...and a lycan."
"What?" He asked raising his head with all the energy he had left.
"Don't looked so surprised. You're not the only one."
"Then how are you..."
"I am not immortal, however. Seems that my mother's genes were still too human, she was recently changed before she became pregnant with me."
"Is that why-"
"-I am with the vampires."
"Yes, but they do not know. They thought my father was a vampire from another coven and was killed. My mother raised me with all of them."
"How have I never heard of you?"
"I am only 24 years old. I attended school and hung out with kids my own age. I know this city better than most people though." Haley informed him carefully making sure the bandage was attached firmly.
Haley quickly walked over to him, "You're fading." She said in almost a whisper.
"All for the better." He replied his head hanging once again so he could see her without any effort.
"No, it isn't for the better. You can't die having known that Marcus killed you."
"He wouldn't, he knows what it does."
"He already has done it Vincent, his rage is consuming him. He doesn't care if you save her at the moment."
"Then just leave the room, I will die, true that I wish it was by my own hands or Selene's than his or anyone else's, but it is inevitable and it must happen."
"I'm sorry Vincent." She replied pressing the button so that he was lowered to the ground, "But it is just not my nature to let someone die."
"I can't die." He told her firmly.
"You are right now."
"No, I am only fading, I must die by my own hands."
"That is the same thing as dying." She said dryly.
"No, it's just taking a long nap and then waking up." He said with a tinge of bitterness in his voice.
"Whether you like it or not, I can't let you die. Part of my will is my doctor side, but the other is just me and for some reason I don't want you to die, not by these means."
"If you save me, he may just kill you."
"Let him." She told Vincent as his weak body laid gently against the wall, sitting in a pool of his own blood while is wounds still gushed.
"No," Vincent started but stopped when she brushed a piece of his dirty hair behind his ear.
"I must." She whispered standing and grabbing her bag. She sat down in front of him and looked at his wounds with a flash light that attached to her wrist.
He closed his red eyes and took a deep breath. "You're not going to die." She stated and began to pull things out of her bag.
"No, I have felt more pain than this before, but it was not physical pain either." He told her giving her a small smile with his eyes still closed.
Haley continued to work, slowing down when he winced as she put the antiseptic on his wound, but quickly picked up her pace and got one of the bullet wounds stitched before he could pass out.
"One more to go." She announced as she looked at his face. His hair hung like a veil making shadows across his face. His breathing was coming in pants, but that was expected.
Returning back to her work Haley kept her focus on the wound and the wound only. While Vincent kept his eyes closed to avoid looking at the beautiful woman in front of him.
Once she was finished she sat back and looked at her blue blood stained latex gloves. Removing them she wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her sleeve. Vincent slowly opened his eyes.
"Thank you." He whispered.
"No problem." She replied, "Do you want me to-"
"No." He cut her off.
"It can't be too healthy lying in your own blood."
"Yeah, but is even more unhealthy hanging from a wall twenty four hours a day."
Haley smiled at him. He looked at her now in sitting position. "When the time comes," He began, "What side will you choose?"
"I am still debating." She told him kneeling down in front of him.
"What are you waiting for?"
"A reason."
He tilted his head watching her brown eyes search his red ones. Without realizing it, he leaned forward and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.
Vincent pulled back his eyes wider than they were before; he had never actually done that before, the experience was new to him.
"Could that be a reason?" He asked her softly.
"Maybe." She replied leaning forward and giving him a kiss of her own, which was far more passionate than his had been.
The door swung open and she jumped back. A man with dark hair stood in the doorway, "Come 'aley, yer mum wishes for ya in 'er chambers." His voice was void of all emotion, but held a strong accent.
She only nodded. "One second Charles." The man crossed his arms over his chest giving her a minute.
"Don't get yourself killed." She told him.
Vincent only nodded as she grabbed her stuff and kissed his cheek before running out of the door. Charles lingered a moment and stared at Vincent, "Ya bet'er leave 'er alone if ya know what's good for ya."
With that he slammed the door shut and Vincent looked at the puddle of blood around him. His stitched wounds were beginning to itch as the loss of blood began to get to him and his eye lids became heavier.
"Hurry." He whispered as his head fell back against the wall and he fell asleep, even the awkward position seemed more comfortable than his other one.
A/N: Well, another chapter, and I am surprised, since I am swamped with exams all this week...gah...got to take two more tomorrow even. Anyways, looks like our young Vincent has found himself a love interest! Oh yeah, on a minor note...I have five more days of school left until three months of summer, which means the sequel will be coming at you fast.
Or as fast as I can get it, I also have to help a friend build a half pipe in her back yard. Hmm... I think this chapter was also up earlier because I really can't do anything at the moment, I have a damn ankle brace on and it limits me. --
Hope you all enjoyed the chapter and hope you review...I haven't been getting any comments lately... remember... it's my food. You don't want me to starve...heh.
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I think this is enough...I have a huge cramp in my hand at the moment and I should really post this thing...sooner the better I guess! .
His sensitive hearing didn't help any as it echoed and changed. The sound waves vibrating off thousands of objects that were around him.
Selene had leaned against the wall and fallen asleep, her energy being drained with each memory that came back to haunt her.
He didn't know what felt worse, just being sorry for her, or being sorry for her and sorry that he had done this to her.
It didn't matter though, either way, he knew he would pay for what he had done, and for some reason it didn't bother him in the slightest. His actions would be justified.
With his dirty bangs hanging in clumps around his face Vincent managed to blow them away from his view. His limbs were numb from the strain of being in the same position for almost twenty four hours. But this somehow made the pain bearable.
Every time the door opened he wished it wouldn't but when he looked up he was surprised to find the girl from the station standing there; her eyes wide.
"Strange place to meet." She told him closing the door behind her.
"I get the feeling that I am missing something here." He replied to her.
"What is that?"
"How did I not sense that you were a vampire?"
"Because I am not." She answered simply.
He looked at her curiously, "Vampires just don't let humans into their house."
"Lucky for me, I am not a human." She told him although he knew she was lying.
Vincent sighed, this conversation was getting him nowhere, even though it peaked his interest; he still had other things to worry about.
He pushed down a headache as he watched her walk up to him, "I'm their doctor."
"Great..." He mumbled.
She glared up at him, "I think that you would be more respectful, since I am cleaning up your wounds."
That is when he first noticed that he was still covered in half- bleeding wounds from his beating earlier. He didn't heal like immortals did; they would do it naturally, which explained scars on his body.
She pulled something that lowered his chains and let him rest on the ground. The girl then opened a case and pulled out her supplies. Vincent just stared at her.
"Does he know you're doing this?" He asked her closing his eyes as he was lowered more so that he could sit on the ground, his limbs were dead weight anyways.
"No, he doesn't. He is too preoccupied with what just occurred at the train station and his arriving Covenant."
Vincent opened his seemingly glowing red eyes to find her staring back at him, "What happened?" He asked.
"They were slaughtered; only about five of them remained."
"Michael..." Vincent whispered grinning.
"Yes, it seems as though the hybrid had a lot of vengeance to reek on the vampires before the sun rose."
"Why are you helping the vampires? I mean being their doctor?"
"It is what I am paid to do, and they saved my life, the least I could do is save theirs."
Vincent only glanced at Selene's unmoving form as she mumbled something in her sleep. The girl continued working, cleaning the wounds made from the whip as she continued to talk to him.
"So, did you ever make it to see your grandmother?"
"Nope, seems Marcus had other plans before I could reach her."
The girl nodded at him, "What's with the woman? I heard vampires whisper and talk but I don't get why she is down here and being treated like a criminal."
"Because to their kind she is. Well, to the human kind she is also. She murdered, well, killed a man."
She looked at him cleaning another slash on his chest.
"She killed a vampire Elder, Viktor."
She sighed with a slight smile, "No one seems to tell me anything anymore."
"That's how I feel most of the time."
She stood up and placed some things back into her bag. "Your wounds will heal they are nothing serious."
She went to leave when he grabbed her hand liking how his chains were now slack.
"Thanks."
"No problem..."
"Vincent." He supplied.
"Haley." She answered.
He smiled at her as she left. The door making a loud noise as she did so.
Vincent returned his attention to Selene after a few moments of staring at the door. She was still sleeping the obvious sounds not bothering her, or she was just swept up in a nightmare and didn't notice anything.
With a content smile on his face he grinned and sat down against the wall. Yawning he closed his red eyes and let his body rest on the cold stone as he slept for what felt like the first time in a week.
Drake sighed as he walked down the every increasingly short hallway. Luke's room was at the end; his door shut tight.
Scratching his head as he stopped in front of the door he bit his lip. Sighing once again he knocked on the door lightly.
A muffled shuffling came from inside of the room before the door was pulled open allowing light to filter out into the hallway.
"Hey..." Drake said giving him a small wave.
"What do you want?" Luke asked his tone sour.
"Just to say I am sorry." Drake replied shoving his hands in his pockets.
"About what?"
"Everything..." He told the dark haired man, "I'm sorry about the mission, and I'm sorry about acting like a total jerk when I'm around you."
Luke stared at him for a moment not saying anything. For a second Drake thought his was going to slam the door in his face.
"Thanks." He replied though it was just above a whisper; Drake could hear it, "I'm sorry too, I guess."
Drake grinned, "Now that we're on good terms, I think, do you need anything?"
"No," Was his reply, "Is Michael back yet?"
"Nope, he is do back any minute though, the sun has already gone down, and he said he would be back before then, but he isn't yet."
Luke nodded, "I'll talk to you later Drake."
"Okay Luke." The blonde replied as Luke shut the door and the hallway was returned to the darkness.
"Well, that's done." He told himself as he walked back down the hallway, thinking of the other things he had to do before it was too late.
Michael stepped into the lycan den, earning him a few curious glances. Behind him stood a few lycans he had retrieved. The others were scattered and would be arriving at different intervals as planned.
Seeing their relieved faces gave him a more than a shimmer of hope that they could save Selene and end the war at the same time.
He was greeted with Drake grinning at him as he leaned against the door frame across the room. Michael walked up to him, "I have brought some reinforcements."
"So I've noticed."
Michael nodded and started walking again, "Did you do anything foolish?"
"Nope." Was his only reply as he walked down the hallway followed by Dorian's lycans.
He reached a large open room that had seats almost everywhere; able to house several people at once.
He only stood as the others sat down waiting the arrival of the other lycans. Over the minutes more and more entered the room and more and more took a seat watching Michael with cautious eyes.
Finally after waiting a good twenty minutes everyone was in the room sitting down with a few empty chairs throughout the room. Michael stood stiff and nervous at the front of the room. He hadn't a clue what he was supposed to tell them.
"Thank you." He told them finally. It was the only common thing he could thing of at the moment.
They all just stared at him though, none of them saying a word. He took a deep breath and began to speak again.
"I want to thank you not just for coming and risking your lives, but thank you all for giving us hope, without any of you, or Dorian's help, we would be lost."
Michael watched them as their expressions seemed to accept the fact that he was thanking them.
"I don't want to delay you any longer, you've already worked so hard tonight. Dorian told me some of you have friends and family here. Go seek them out and get some rest."
They started talking quietly among themselves as they left the room, and Michael didn't bother using his hearing to listen in on what they were saying, instead he just watched as the men and few women left the room weary from their journey.
A small noise made him turn around and he found William standing against the wall behind him.
"How?"
"You would be surprised what you don't know when you're nervous."
"Your jaw is better."
"Yeah, healed quickly enough."
"Why are you here?"
"Just checking up. Besides, as I have heard, we don't have anytime to waste."
"I know, but I feel as if there is nothing we can do to stop what is going to happen, not matter how many people or reinforcements we bring into this."
"Just have a little faith Michael, I think in good time that we won't have to worry about much. Especially if you keep a level head. Which you have done. " William patted his shoulder, "Lydia wanted to talk to you. I ran into her on my way here, she said she wanted to discuss someone named Dorian."
"Okay, I will be there in a minute. Anything else?"
"Not really." William said turning and heading back towards the door, "Don't worry so much." William told him giving him one last glance as he filed out of the room.
Michael looked around noticing the room was completely empty. It was hard to believe that was almost full a few minutes ago. He rubbed his neck and felt two small scars under his fingers.
Reality came crashing down on him like a brick wall. He dropped his hand and tried to shake the negative thoughts of things happening to Selene out of his mind. Shaking his head he walked out of the room and down the hall; heading to find Lydia.
Lydia looked could feel Michael coming before he even reached the door. Without hesitation she was at the door and pulled it open smiling when she saw Michael's surprised face with his hand raised to knock on the door.
"You got them didn't you?"
"Yes," Michael replied dropping his hand to his side.
"I could sense them." She informed him when he opened his mouth to ask a question.
"So, what did you want me for?"
"Just to confirm my feelings. I wanted to inform Vincent and let him let Selene know of this incase anything happens between now and then."
"When is then?" He asked leaning against the doorframe.
"When the sun falls and the moon rises."
"Then we attack them." He filled in.
"Then we attack and bring back Selene. The sooner we get her and Vincent back the better."
"Vincent?" He asked.
"Yes, he is the only one who can save her."
Michael took a step back, "Then we will get both of them."
"Michael, keep your head clear. The moon has just risen and you killed a whole coven."
"Not the whole coven. I left a few of them."
"Yes, even so, Marcus will find out and he will be angry. Although it was a smart move strategy wise, he may take it out on Selene. He will not kill her though, his plans are clear to even a blind person. She is your bait."
"He is doing a damn good job of using it too." Michael commented walking out of the door letting it swing shut behind him, the latch catching it making an audible click.
Lydia sighed as he presence faded from her mind and he closed himself off from the rest of the world.
Leaning back against the wall she concentrated hard on Vincent, she had to tell him of recent events.
A loud bang echoed throughout the chamber; Vincent's eyes snapped open and his body shook with the shock.
He felt a pain in his lower abdomen and looked down. His own blue blood was spilling from a bullet wound. His red eyes glared up at the cold stare of Marcus.
"What in the fuck?" He screamed.
"Oops." Marcus said lowering his gun that smoke still rolled about.
Vincent growled and reached to cover the wound stopping the bleeding the best he could. He glanced up at Selene who was flat against the wall and her eyes wide.
Marcus glanced at her, "Looks like your little boyfriend is much more trouble than I would have given him credit for."
"What do you mean Marcus? And why in the hell did you shoot me?" Vincent said standing up.
Marcus raised his eyebrow and looked a Vincent suspiciously. With a evil glint in his eye he walked over and pushed a button the chains immediately started to contract and pulled him up against the wall with such force that the stone around him cracked.
"That's better." Marcus said walking towards Selene, "He burned my plans." He said reaching a hand towards Selene who flinched and tried to move away. "Don't be scared." Marcus commanded her taking another step towards her.
"Stay away from me." She answered her voice shaking and she was trying to move but her chains were holding her back.
"I've spared you so much pain," He said quietly brushing her cheek with the back of his ice cold hand.
She shuddered and moved her face, "No, you've only caused me pain."
Marcus clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "Such anger. Believe me sweetie, you haven't felt pain."
"Leave her alone Marcus, she didn't do anything."
"Oh, I believe she did. This whole thing is her fault in fact. Awakening Viktor, falling for a lycan, changing him to a hybrid, defying orders, allowing me to become a monster, getting the virus, turning human. It is your fault he killed Amelia's coven. Slaughtered them."
Selene's mouth just hung open limp. "He killed sixty...five vampires...with only fifty lycans."
Vincent grinned and Marcus only turned slightly, pulling his gun back out he shot him on his side blue blood starting to ooze once again from a different spot now. "FUCK!" He growled as the blood ran down his pants and dripped down off of his boots.
Selene screamed and Marcus spun back to her hitting her in the head with the tip of his gun. Her body hit the ground a bloody wound on the side of her head and she was knocked unconscious. Vincent growled again.
"That is pain." He told her putting the gun in one of his jacket pockets. Giving Vincent one more glare he left the room, "No more will I tolerate it."
Vincent winced as the bullet burned into his side. His body began to shake as he looked down at the large pool of blood forming around his feet. "If I die, it will only be for the better."
"For whom?" A voice asked from the door.
Vincent looked up through his half closed eyes. "Everyone." He replied.
The door shut behind them with a soft click instead of the bang it usually did. His head went limp and his eyes became glazed as his blood left his body.
He could hear the footsteps getting closer and closer, but he didn't have the power to lift his head.
"No," He said clenching his fists around the cuffs that held him in place, "Make sure she is alright first."
Haley stopped moving and looked at the woman who laid crumpled on the ground across from him.
"Why do you care so much for her?"
"She is the key to salvation."
Haley gave him a curious look before kneeling before the woman and opening her case, "But she is human."
"As I am." He told her.
"You are not human." She said cleaning the blood off of Selene's head.
"How do you know?" He asked his voice lighter than it was before.
"I can sense it."
"You're human..." He said after a short pause.
"A human with advantages." She replied inspecting the wound now.
"As am I."
"You're an immortal human." She said pulling out bandages from her bag.
"Then what are you?"
"I was born a from a vampire...and a lycan."
"What?" He asked raising his head with all the energy he had left.
"Don't looked so surprised. You're not the only one."
"Then how are you..."
"I am not immortal, however. Seems that my mother's genes were still too human, she was recently changed before she became pregnant with me."
"Is that why-"
"-I am with the vampires."
"Yes, but they do not know. They thought my father was a vampire from another coven and was killed. My mother raised me with all of them."
"How have I never heard of you?"
"I am only 24 years old. I attended school and hung out with kids my own age. I know this city better than most people though." Haley informed him carefully making sure the bandage was attached firmly.
Haley quickly walked over to him, "You're fading." She said in almost a whisper.
"All for the better." He replied his head hanging once again so he could see her without any effort.
"No, it isn't for the better. You can't die having known that Marcus killed you."
"He wouldn't, he knows what it does."
"He already has done it Vincent, his rage is consuming him. He doesn't care if you save her at the moment."
"Then just leave the room, I will die, true that I wish it was by my own hands or Selene's than his or anyone else's, but it is inevitable and it must happen."
"I'm sorry Vincent." She replied pressing the button so that he was lowered to the ground, "But it is just not my nature to let someone die."
"I can't die." He told her firmly.
"You are right now."
"No, I am only fading, I must die by my own hands."
"That is the same thing as dying." She said dryly.
"No, it's just taking a long nap and then waking up." He said with a tinge of bitterness in his voice.
"Whether you like it or not, I can't let you die. Part of my will is my doctor side, but the other is just me and for some reason I don't want you to die, not by these means."
"If you save me, he may just kill you."
"Let him." She told Vincent as his weak body laid gently against the wall, sitting in a pool of his own blood while is wounds still gushed.
"No," Vincent started but stopped when she brushed a piece of his dirty hair behind his ear.
"I must." She whispered standing and grabbing her bag. She sat down in front of him and looked at his wounds with a flash light that attached to her wrist.
He closed his red eyes and took a deep breath. "You're not going to die." She stated and began to pull things out of her bag.
"No, I have felt more pain than this before, but it was not physical pain either." He told her giving her a small smile with his eyes still closed.
Haley continued to work, slowing down when he winced as she put the antiseptic on his wound, but quickly picked up her pace and got one of the bullet wounds stitched before he could pass out.
"One more to go." She announced as she looked at his face. His hair hung like a veil making shadows across his face. His breathing was coming in pants, but that was expected.
Returning back to her work Haley kept her focus on the wound and the wound only. While Vincent kept his eyes closed to avoid looking at the beautiful woman in front of him.
Once she was finished she sat back and looked at her blue blood stained latex gloves. Removing them she wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her sleeve. Vincent slowly opened his eyes.
"Thank you." He whispered.
"No problem." She replied, "Do you want me to-"
"No." He cut her off.
"It can't be too healthy lying in your own blood."
"Yeah, but is even more unhealthy hanging from a wall twenty four hours a day."
Haley smiled at him. He looked at her now in sitting position. "When the time comes," He began, "What side will you choose?"
"I am still debating." She told him kneeling down in front of him.
"What are you waiting for?"
"A reason."
He tilted his head watching her brown eyes search his red ones. Without realizing it, he leaned forward and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.
Vincent pulled back his eyes wider than they were before; he had never actually done that before, the experience was new to him.
"Could that be a reason?" He asked her softly.
"Maybe." She replied leaning forward and giving him a kiss of her own, which was far more passionate than his had been.
The door swung open and she jumped back. A man with dark hair stood in the doorway, "Come 'aley, yer mum wishes for ya in 'er chambers." His voice was void of all emotion, but held a strong accent.
She only nodded. "One second Charles." The man crossed his arms over his chest giving her a minute.
"Don't get yourself killed." She told him.
Vincent only nodded as she grabbed her stuff and kissed his cheek before running out of the door. Charles lingered a moment and stared at Vincent, "Ya bet'er leave 'er alone if ya know what's good for ya."
With that he slammed the door shut and Vincent looked at the puddle of blood around him. His stitched wounds were beginning to itch as the loss of blood began to get to him and his eye lids became heavier.
"Hurry." He whispered as his head fell back against the wall and he fell asleep, even the awkward position seemed more comfortable than his other one.
A/N: Well, another chapter, and I am surprised, since I am swamped with exams all this week...gah...got to take two more tomorrow even. Anyways, looks like our young Vincent has found himself a love interest! Oh yeah, on a minor note...I have five more days of school left until three months of summer, which means the sequel will be coming at you fast.
Or as fast as I can get it, I also have to help a friend build a half pipe in her back yard. Hmm... I think this chapter was also up earlier because I really can't do anything at the moment, I have a damn ankle brace on and it limits me. --
Hope you all enjoyed the chapter and hope you review...I haven't been getting any comments lately... remember... it's my food. You don't want me to starve...heh.
I want to remind all of you that UNDERWORLD: UNRATED EXTENDED CUT COMES OUT MAY 25. If your like me, you will buy it. :D
I think this is enough...I have a huge cramp in my hand at the moment and I should really post this thing...sooner the better I guess! .