Mason followed Kahn in silence. Kahn didn't mind the silence, at first. But then he needed something to distract him from his dismal thoughts. "Mason", he said. Mason perked up, apparently just as eager to think about something else.
"Yes?" Mason said.
"Doesn't this place remind you of Angel?" Angel was a show, a spin-off of the television hit, Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It had a bleak, dark feel, and even though it portrayed all of the misunderstandings of vampires, Mason and Kahn loved watching the show to compare their lives with how it could've been. It was, in ways, a pick-me-up.
Mason chuckled. "Yes, man, it does. I'm expecting Buffy to stake me here now."
"I'd rather have Cordelia, personally.", Kahn said. Mason and Kahn both laughed.
Suddenly, it grew silent once again. "Chris'd love to be here right now." Mason said.
"You know it, Mason." Kahn said. He turned around to look at Mason, his face was filled with sadness. Kahn said, "Mason, we did our best. But we all knew going in that we were gonna lose men. Unfortunetely, we lost a lot more than we'd hoped."
Mason nodded. "But I coulda –"
Kahn silenced him. "You "coulda" did nothing. It happened. It was unfortunate, but it happened. If Chris and the guys were here, I'd think they'd rather us talk about Angel than about how much we'll miss them." Kahn smiled to Mason. "Chris was never one for sentimentalities."
Mason smiled. "Yeah, he wasn't."
As Kahn and Mason approached a huge hole in the wall, Kahn saw a Lycan body. From the size, he could tell that it could've only belonged to one lycan. Raze, he thought, without much remorse.
Kahn and Mason continued through the hole in the wall. He signaled to Mason to look around, while Kahn would keep watch behind him.
Mason came back in a short time, his face whiter than a ghost's.
"What is it?" Kahn asked in concern.
"Soren. Someone, perhaps –" Mason signaled to Raze's body. He cleared his throat. "Perhaps he did it."
Vague again… "Did what? Mason, what happened to Soren?"
Mason swallowed hard before speaking again. "Kahn, Soren's been eaten. Not completely, like the guy stopped before he was done. But, still, his throat's gone."
Kahn was shocked. Though he'd despised Soren with a passion, Kahn still felt bad about a fellow warrior being killed. Kahn spoke quietly. "Let's go."
Mason nodded in agreement. The both of them continued through the maze of tunnels in silence.
After what seemed to be hours, they approached a room, which entryway's was a cloth. Kahn cautiously pushed the cloth aside and entered the room. He was appalled at what he saw. "Is… is that..?" Mason asked in awe.
Kahn swallowed before speaking. "It's… Lucian."
Lucian had several bullet wounds, his veins colored a silver-blue. It was evident that he had been shot with the SN gun. "Jesus." Mason marveled.
The sound of heavy blows, of impact on concrete walls drew Mason and Kahn's attention. They both looked down, in time to see Selene fighting several fellow Death Dealers. "What the fuck?" Mason said
Kahn was speechless. Selene, taking on her own? No goddamn way!
What was even more shocking was the sight of Viktor being out-powered by a very strange-looking creature. "Check out Super-Smurf." Mason said.
Kahn couldn't help but chuckle. "Seems more like Sonic the Hedgehog to me."
Mason snickered behind Kahn. "But, that is Selene's Lycan, right?"
Kahn nodded his confirmation. "Yeah. Seems she couldn't kill him after all."
Mason asked, "Should we… take care of him, then? I've got a clear shot."
Kahn hesitated, then said, "No. Leave him be. I trust Selene's judgment. She must have a real good reason to trust Michael before Viktor."
They watched in silence as Viktor struck Selene. Michael hissed in fury. He rushed to Selene's defense. Viktor instantly had Michael in a chokehold. Selene did not look happy about this.
"Betcha Selene's pissed off." Kahn said it this time.
Kahn could tell Mason was smiling behind him. "Whatever."
To their surprise, Selene picked up Viktor's sword. She leapt towards Viktor, and a sound of a shink rang throughout the whole area. Viktor's head slid off, gore visible.
"Holy mother-fucking shit." Mason said in one breath.
"Oh, my Elders." Kahn whispered.
An era has ended. Two Elders have been slain. Now, to embrace the future and what it hold are a leather-clad pissed off vampire, and a Super-Smurf/Sonic the Hedgehog.
And, not to mention, it's now Mason 4, Kahn 4.