Here's a nice long chapter to satisfy you guys. And don't worry, I do have more chapters for the following days to come. I would also like to say that I have a generalized idea on where I want this story/series to go and it might, make that most likely, end up being closely related with the Underworld stories. If that upsets anyone, I apologize but don't blame me. Blame the voices in my head. They told me to write it like that.
That's all I have to say for now, so onward with the reading of the words and the commas and the...I'm rambling...I'll shut up now and let you read.
You know the routine; the familiar elements of this story aren't mine.
Several days later, Dante walked into the lab and looked at Draven. "What's up?"
"She's ready to be moved out. She's a fighter," Draven said.
"I'll place her in my room," Dante said. "She'll still be weak for a while."
"Wise choice," Draven agreed.
Dante easily picked up Janet and made his way back to his room. He closed the doors behind him and gently set her down on his bed. He pulled out the clothes that Sam had retrieved for Janet two days ago and set them on the bed. He walked over to the fireplace and placed several logs in. Before he could light it he heard the sound of the safety being taken off of a gun.
"Stand up and turn around slowly," a feminine voice said.
Dante held his hands out and slowly turned at he stood. He saw Janet aiming one of his guns at him, the blanket from the infirmary starting to fall off. He shut his eyes and lowered his head.
"What?" Janet demanded.
"There are clothes on the bed you might consider putting on," he said. He heard the rustling of clothes being hastily put on. "Safe to look?"
"Where the hell am I?" Janet demanded.
Dante lifted his head and opened his eyes. "You're safe. My name's Dante."
"Where's my daughter?"
"I don't know," Dante answered. "We found you in a temple about to be sacrificed. You were near death and I brought you here to receive treatment. You've been unconscious for the last week or so."
"How do I know you're telling the truth?" she demanded.
"I know your friends. Sam, Jack, Daniel, and Teal'c."
"Where are they?"
"Resting except for…" Dante began when he was suddenly cut off by the doors opening. He saw the gun in Janet's hand waver and stepped aside to allow Sam into the room. Sam hurried over to Janet's side and hugged the woman.
"We've been so worried," Sam said.
"Where's Cassie?" Janet asked.
Sam bowed her head. "We don't know. But I have a lot to fill you in on. If you're up for it."
"I'm a bit hungry," Janet admitted.
"I'll get you something," Dante said. "Any preferences?" Janet shook her head and Dante left the room.
"You're lucky we found you when we did. If we had been any later, you would have died," Sam said, taking the gun from Janet's hand. She motioned for Janet to sit down and began explaining her history.
Dante walked in after Sam had almost finished, a tray laden with water, a bowl of meat broth, sliced ham and bread, and some vegetables in his hand. He placed it down on the table near the bed. "Hope this is okay," he said to Janet.
"Thank you," Janet said.
Dante nodded. "Do you remember anything at all from when you were taken?"
She shook her head. "Just incoherent voices. Everything's a bit muddled and blurred together."
As Dante opened his mouth to say something, alarms began blaring throughout the house. A guard ran into the house, slightly breathless. "The perimeter has been breached," he said.
"By what?" Dante demanded.
"A pack of lycans. There's ten of them. And they're bearing the mark of Lilith."
Dante's eyes hardened and he loaded up with several pistols. He grabbed another pair and turned to Sam and Janet. "Lock yourselves in here and don't open the door until I come for you."
"What about the rest of my team?" Sam demanded.
Dante paused at the door, his eyes feral blue. "That's who I'm going to get. I'll be back." He opened the door and left the room.
Janet looked at Sam. "I thought you said vampires got along with werewolves."
"Not all immortals are good," Sam answered.
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Dante made his way through the mansion, many of the aristocratic vampires cowering in the corners. Dante curled his lip at them but ignored them as he continued on his way to his sister's friends' room. He made it to the door and shoved it open, surprising the three men inside.
"The hell is going on?" Jack demanded.
"You still have the guns with silver?" Dante asked.
"Indeed," Teal'c confirmed.
"Get them out and get ready. I'm taking you down to Sam and Janet. You'll be safer there," Dante said.
"Safe from what?" Daniel asked.
Dante looked at them. "Lycans dedicated and loyal to Lilith. They'll kill you if they get a chance. Now let's go." He led them back through the halls and they nearly made it to Dante's room when two lycans leapt in their way, roaring. Without hesitating Dante shot his arms out and began firing round after round into the Lycans. One went down while the other charged them.
Dante dropped his emptied guns and reached for another set when Teal'c fired off a shot, hitting the lycan square in the head. Dante picked up his fallen guns and swiftly reloaded them. He walked up to the second lycan and emptied five rounds into the creature's chest and head. He then moved to the other one and did the same thing.
"Come on," he said, changing clips again. They made it to the room without further incident and the three men immediately went over to their friends.
"What was that out there?" Sam demanded.
"Two lycans," Dante answered. "You five stay here. I've some hunting to do."
"Dante…" Sam began.
"Stay here and keep an eye on them. We both know they'd never survive a lycan attack," Dante said. He slipped out of the room before anything further could be said. Sam sighed and made sure the door was locked.
"Life is never dull with us is it?" Jack asked, leaning against the bedpost.
"Indeed," Teal'c agreed.
"Something wrong Sam?" Janet asked.
"The lycans shouldn't have been able to get in here. Not with all the security I've seen. There's no way."
"Are you saying someone let them in?" Daniel asked.
"I don't know. It's a possibility. One that no one in this house is going to like." She fell silent and the group followed suit.
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"How did they get in?" Viktor demanded several hours later.
"Not sure," Dante answered. "They shouldn't have been able to."
"They seemed to be searching for someone," Draven put in. "Or maybe something; we're not sure."
"Did any lycans survive?"
"Just one," Dante answered.
Viktor nodded. "Bring your friends. We shall have a talk with this animal."
Dante bowed his head and headed for his room. He opened the door and SG-1 and Janet rose to their feet. "What's up?" Sam asked.
"Follow me," Dante ordered. He led them out of the room and down to the basement. They walked into a vault like chamber. The floor was tiled marble, three dull gold circular plates set into the floor. The room was cool, giving the non-vampires a slight chill, but they ignored it. At the far end of the room was an alcove along with a stone table that had a chair built in. Sitting in the chair was Viktor, his short hair slicked back, his eyes narrowed at the kneeling figure in front of him who was chained to the floor between two of the plates.
"Now you will tell us what we want to know," Viktor said. "Or you shall suffer greatly," he threatened.
"I'll never betray my mistress," the lycan said. Dante rammed a knife into the lycan's shoulder. The lycan screamed in pain and Dante removed the weapon. When the lycan still refused to talk, Dante rammed the dagger in again and again until Viktor motioned him to stop. Dante complied.
"Now tell us," Viktor ordered.
"All right…all right," the lycan whimpered. "We were searching for someone here. A certain individual."
"The mother of the girl you took?" Sam asked.
"No. She along with the others were merely bait for the one we seek."
"Who do you seek?" Jack asked.
"A vampire of a now forbidden union. No one knows what he is capable of, but he is the key to resurrecting my mistress."
"A human and vampire union?" Sam asked.
"No. There have been unions like that for centuries," Dante said. "They wouldn't need to charge in here for someone like that."
"Get to the point," Viktor growled.
"There was a prophecy made when Lilith was banished. A vampire would be born of two elders and his blood alone would return Lilith to glory. For centuries we have watched and waited for this vampire to come, but every time it seemed it would happen, our source would be found dead before reporting to us. But now we know this vampire lives. He has proven himself."
"Of whom do you speak?" Viktor demanded.
"The son of Amelia and Alexander." The lycan smiled. "And he is in this room."
Viktor rose to his feet and snapped the lycan's neck. He looked at Dante then at the others. "You mortals, leave us," he ordered.
"You can tell them what you're about to tell me," Sam said. "They'll find it out from me anyway."
"Do not question me Alexia!" Viktor snapped. He looked at the three men and Janet. "Leave now!"
"We'll be outside," Jack said. They reluctantly left the room and the doors closed behind them.
"What?" Sam demanded. "What's so important that you couldn't tell them?"
"Sam…I…I'm the son of Amelia and Alexander," Dante said slowly.
"How? I thought that we…"
"We are siblings. Amelia…she's your mother as well."
"My mother's dead. She was burned in a car wreck," Sam said.
"I am sorry Alexia, but that was a ruse," Viktor said. "Long ago, we elders decided that it would be best for only one of us to rule at a time. Your mother fell in love with a human towards the end of her reign. When the Awakening Ceremony drew near, she had to come up with a way to leave your father."
"Why not just tell him?" Sam asked. "He knew what she was."
"Exactly. He knew what she was, not who she was. She kept her identity from him a secret so as not to put him or you in danger. When your father failed to pick her up that day and she got in the taxi, her death was faked to…to give you three a sense of closure," Viktor explained.
"Why didn't you tell me when I was old enough?" Sam asked.
"A human and vampire union has never lasted for very long, only because the offspring ends up hunting the cultists and gets killed eventually. You chose a different fate than they and we did not know for how long you would live. Amelia will still not be reawakened for almost two more centuries," Viktor replied.
"So you were going to keep up the lie?"
"Sam, would you have sat around knowing your mother was sleeping for two centuries?" Dante asked.
"I…I guess not," she admitted. "But how were you born if you're only five centuries old?"
"At the end of his reign, Alexander and Amelia…yeah…" Dante said. "Several months later I was born."
"And I thought I had family issues before," Sam muttered.
"If what this lycan said was true Alexia, then Dante holds the fate of us all," Viktor said. "Lilith's cultists cannot get a hold of him." Sam sighed and nodded.
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