Gevaden: here's the second chapter of the Lycan side of the fic, featuring Vivien. Although he's been re-named Vinnie as the author discovered that Vivien was a French girls name…I told him that so long ago…one year ago in fact. When the first chapter of this side fic was posted. Hard to imagine eh?

The tinny car radio buzzed.

"Hey for all you nostalgic oldies out there, here's one from the seventies." The music flooded Vinnie's ears. It was the last tune he heard before they had turned him. Although if that hadn't ever happened, he'd probably be stuck with a dead end job - going bald, nearing the big 5.0. - Stressing about retirement.

Instead he had killed his own family on the first moon and later failed attempting to kill himself. It's wasn't long till the pack found him. They welcomed him as kindred, but in recent days they held him in suspicious light because of

his far to frequent and chance brushes with the reaper.

Driving the car was Laurence, possibly the last trusting friend Vinne had.

In the back was Andy and Constantus. Andy was merely a pup, while Constantus

was the eldest by almost two centuries in the car. That's the way things worked around here, the strongest with the weakest. Vinne more than thought it flawed, he knew it flawed.

The car turned the corner, following a blue van, behind them another car. The streets were unusually clear, but recently people had begun to stay indoors at night. Markus had become more and more daring with no considerations for the humans, their numbers or their armies.

There was a crackle of gunfire. The van in front swerved suddenly, Laurence hit the brakes, but they skidded into the back of the van. It barely scraped the paint.

Constantus had already left the car.

"This might only be the humans, but if it's them we're-" he was cut off as bullets whizzed into the side of the van."-in trouble." He pulled a gun from nowhere and returned fire.

"Get the car back and find another way around. This needs to be done tonight."

Laurence swung the car around and drove to the end of the road.

"Down!" he shouted, stopping the car again. The windows shattered all around Vinnie. He looked back and saw Andy sitting up.

"Get down you stupid pup," he hissed. Andy flopped forward showing nasty bullet holes through his face.

"Shit! Shit! it silver!"

"Out of the car now," Laurence ordered. They dived out, Laurence crawling to the trunk.

He threw a rifle at Vinnie. A green bag fell down between them.

"Constantus needs this." Vinne didn't need to know what was inside to know it was important.

"Ok see that wall over there, just at the corner. Vinnie look."

Vinnie's head was spinning. "Shit shit shit I'm going to fucking die. Oh shit." Were his only thoughts.

Laurence had grabbed his rifle.

"Vinne just cover me, and then follow, I need you to fire at them Vinnie."

"Yeah , yeah, I know, I got it. Just run fast."

Laurence turned and sprinted. Taking in a deep breath, Vinnie stood to shoot, but his finger weakened.

"Oh shit, Laurence is dead... I'm dead. Fuck, maybe I can surrender, maybe –"

Laurence was calling him.

"Run Vinnie, Run you fucking idiot, they're- Hey ASSHOLES."

Laurence fired, twice, ducked and came up at a different part of the wall firing again.

"RUN VINNIE!"

Vinnie ran. He could feel the bullets fly past his face. He saw silver ricochet on the wall around Laurence and he stopped firing. Without remembering how he got there, he realized that Vinnie was sitting next to Laurence,

who was trying to tell him something about ...

"This bag Vinnie, it's essential to the operation, if the..." Vinnie's vision blurred. "...we have to-"

Vinnie didn't care about have-to's. The job was bungled, they should be trying to get back to the safe house. Vinnie interrupted the monologue.

"What about the other car, it had a bag too..."

"You damn fool, it WAS the other car shooting at us."

"We have to get back to warn the safe house then, what are we waiting for!"

Laurence flinched, as he shook his head.

"The house is probably already been hit.

The contents of this bag are our only retaliation. Get it to Constantus and there'll be no more hits."

Vinnie looked at the green bag, now stained with blood. Taking the bag from Laurence he realized that the blood was his friends.

"They should have reached us by now." Laurence handed Vinnie a pistol.

"I don't want to be able to tell them anything, as my friend do the honours,- please."

Vinnie stood, shaking, pistol in one hand, bag in the other. He raised the gun to Laurence's head.

Blood sprayed into Vinnie's face as two bullets pounded into Laurence's chest.

As he cried out for Vinne to shoot him, more bullets bounced on the concrete. They had found him.

Vinnie ran dropping the pistol for the rifle resting against Laurence.

He spared his friend one last glance, before leaving him.

Plea's to Vinne to finish his only trusting friend followed him as he ran.

Laurence screamed as the silver burned inside him, searing pain, that

would kill him slowly, if they wanted it.

Before long Vinnie reached the safe house...

Gevaden: that's another chapter! Please review so my accomplice knows what you think of his work, he doesn't post often (twice in two years) and what do you think of the character of Vinnie? Do you enjoy the presence of the fics first…well coward? So please review!