Disclaimer:
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
I don't own Underworld
So, don't sue.
Thanks:
Anya and Marie: For putting up with my slowness in getting this chapter up. If it even counts as a chapter.
Alice and Kalika: Uhh...see next chapter?
Apologies:
The Readers: I'm sorry about how short this chapter is. Think it of a mini chapter. I promise more will come.
Wesley Crusher: I know, everyone thinks you're pathetic. Come to think of it, so do I. Haha!
The Readers Again: Ixnay on the pologyaay boveaay
To anyone who can't read Pig-Latin: Haha! You don't know what I said! Wait...this isn't an apology...
Chapter Five: Aseawen? Serious? Yeah right.
After they had all calmed down enough to stop laughing, Alice grabbed Kalika by the scruff of her neck and slammed her up against the wall. "What is so funny!" She asked.
Kalika squeaked and pushed a mirror, that had miracoulously appeared in her pocket into Alice's hand.
Alice looked in the mirror and gaped. On her face, a bright blue line had appeared, running from her left eye to the right corner of her mouth.
"OH MY GOD!" She screamed.
"Hey! Thats my line!" Said Aseawen. The others looked at her. "Well it is!"
Suddenly, Anya jumped up and down. "Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!"
Aseawen frowned again, "What did I just say!" Everyone ignored her. Anya jumped over to Alice. "Can you scent them? Are they coming?"
Everyone but Alice said in unison, "Huh?"
"Death Dealers. Four...no, five of them. I think it's time to leave." Alice said to Aseawen, who at the mention of Death Dealers, fell into her role of ex-coven Vampyre turned Rebel. "Okay, Kali, Anya and Marie, you three head to the mansion. Perhaps try to intercept the Death Dealers on their way here. Alice and I will attempt to find Dayton's safehouse, which shouldn't be too hard with a Lycan on the loose." She winked at Alice. "Okay everyone?" The others nodded, and they set off in their respective groups. Before they started walking in the opposite direction Aseawen said to Alice, "Uhh, maybe you should clean that off your face."
Alice growled in agreement and pulled a hankerchief out of her leather jacket, wiping the blue off her face.
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