Disclaimer: see chapter 1
A/N: again not much of a changed
Funny Quote:
Kate talking about her, at the time, 4 year old daughter Lily's first encounter with a Werewolf.
Kate: She was fine. She went right up to it and asked, "why have you got no underpants on?"
Chapter 3: Corven
"Where are we going?" Felicite asked as Selene sped away from the mansion.
"To find him," she answered, handing her a print out. It was a better picture of the man in the hoody from Rigel's pictures. Something about him had seemed familiar before, but now that she could see his face better, she swore she knew him.
Beside the picture was a database of information. Michael Corven was in the name box. "Why does the name Corven sound familiar?" she asked.
"I don't know. Corven is a relatively common name around here. Maybe you met a Corven over the last three years," she suggested.
"Maybe," Felicite agreed. She shrugged the feeling off although it wouldn't truly leave.
The car stopped in front of a large apartment building. "Let's go," Selene said getting out. They took the elevator to the fifth floor. Michael's apartment, 510, was at the end of the hall on the right. The door was locked but this was not going to stop a determined Vampire. Selene kicked the door open with such force pieces of the doorframe broke off. Selene began to look around the room. Felicite went straight to the desk and opened the long top drawer that sat ajar. Inside she found a map, a few papers, and an envelope containing pictures, of what she assumed to be his family. She fingered through the pictures and just as Michael's face had, the people seemed familiar. In particular the dark hair woman in the last pictures. Before she had a chance to question Selene about it, the telephone rang, startling them both. Selene looked from the telephone to Felicite who had done the same. She motioned for her companion to come over against the far wall. Upon the forth ring, a man cautiously opened his ajar door, which he had left locked many hours ago. He entered as the answering machine picked up. "Hi this is Michael. I'm not here right now. Please leave me a message. Beep."
"Hey Michael, its Adam. The police were just in the hospital looking for you. They were convinced that you were involved in a…a shootout. I…I told them there's no way you would be involved with something like that, but they're looking for you, right now."
As the final words recorded, Selene lunged from her dark shadow and threw Michael against the wall, holding him by the neck. "Why are they after you?" she demanded. A howl rang out and huge masses onto the topside of the ceiling. Dry wall fell like confetti where they had landed. "Run!" she yelled to Felicite, dropping Michael and shooting at where the dry wall had fallen.
Felicite ran out the door. Seeing the window to her right, she shot it out and jumped through, landing hard in the alley below. Lycans jumped through the now broken window to the fifth floor. One, however, noticed the lone vampire and leapt into the alley. He landed about ten feet behind Felicite, who whipped around at his landing. Though she still had her gun in hand, in her fearing state, all she could do was back up and runaway. Yet, the sound of the lycan's call stirred a bout of courage that soon overpowered her running legs. She spun around and planted her feet right where she stood. Her eyes changed and fangs lengthened. Every silver-plated bullet imbedded itself in his skin, slowing him down. Once the clip was emptied, he fell, almost dead and transformed into his human form.
She reloaded a new clip and stepped over to beside the dying form. She flipped him over with her foot then placed it on his chest. She stared down at the gasping creature, which looked back at her with a menacing smile. "You," he growled.
"Do I know you?" she asked stepping up beside the dying form.
"So you don't remember me?" he coughed.
"Should I?" she snarled, placing more weight in the foot on his chest.
"I gave that scar on your neck, Corven," he answered on his last breath.
She stared at the dead body in confusion for but a few moments before the sound of screeching tires grabbed her attention. She took off towards the car only to see it speed away with a lycan chasing it. The man soon jumped upon the car where he plunged a knife into the roof three times. With the final stab, the car slammed on the breaks, forcing the lycan off the roof and onto the ground. He stood just in time to be hit by Selene's car after it had backed up and sped forward. The lycan flipped over in the air and landed on his feet as though nothing had ever happened.
Felicite's eyes widened at the sight. She ran towards him, gun out. He, before even seeing her, took off down an alley and out of sight. She slowed, not really ready or willing to chase him down. Instead, she began walking towards the mansion, hoping to catch a taxi on the way.
She arrived at the manor just before dawn. Walking through the doors, every head turned surprised to see her. However, Felicite didn't even see them, she just continued through into the training area, and into Kahn's office. "Glad to see you, but I would avoid Kraven, he is royally pissed.
"Good," Felicite said.
Kahn smiled at the child. He would never quite understand her. "Where is Selene?" he asked, finally realizing she wasn't there.
"How should I know, I just got back," she answered.
"She wasn't with you?" he asked now genuinely worried.
"No, we got separated," she said. "She should have gotten back way before me, she had the car," she said now picking up on Kahn's worry. "If she's not back, something's wrong. We have to go get her."
"We can't," he said looking at the clock. "It's dawn."