Chapter 12- The Plan

Disclaimer- I don't own Underworld, any resemblance in the name of the characters is purely coincidental. (Lol)

Selene walked through the crowds of mortals in the airport, looking around intently. They reached the exit of the airport, and saw the sign. George was standing there, holding a sign that said "Claudia". Selene examined him from afar. He was unshaven and looked like he was sleep deprived.

"He's a mess." Michael whispered. Selene nodded and continued forward. George noticed the two and eyed them suspiciously.

"Follow me." He said, turning around. Selene and Michael climbed into the backseat of his small sedan. "So you're Octavian's friends?" George asked.

"Yes. We need to know why he gave us your number." Selene pressed. George started the car and began to drive.

"Some men tried to kill him in an apartment... Some wolf-men." He answered. Selene and Michael exchanged a quick glance and then Selene continued.

"And...?" Selene questioned.

"Octavian had me look them up... check their backgrounds."

"What did you find?" She asked, growing impatient.

"At first I found nothing. They simply didn't exist. But I have connections... friends with security clearances. Friends that owed me."

"Security clearances?" Michael asked, very concerned. "Do you mean that these people were government?"

"No... not just government. These people are delta force, area 51, et cetera. I have a location, it's a military base."

"Where?"

"It's not far from here, only a couple hours."

"Take us there." Selene ordered.

Gaius walked away from the conversation disillusioned. He was expecting Corvinus to deny the accusations, but he hadn't actually expected to believe him. He walked to Lucian's room and knocked, pacing impatiently.

"What?" Lucian asked, after opening the door.

"Lucian, we need more evidence." Gaius said, pausing and looking into Lucian's determined features. "We can't convict him on this."

"Oh, but we can." Lucian said with a smile. "New evidence just arrived, audio evidence showing Corvinus issuing the orders." Gaius looked skeptically towards Lucian, and seeing his serious features, continued.

"Where are Selene and Michael? Perhaps they can shed some light on what happened in the city."

"They are off... doing much the same thing you are. Finding 'evidence' for the case."

"Where?" Gaius asked quickly.

"I don't remember." Lucian replied.

"Where?" Gaius repeated, a tone of anger surfacing in his voice.

"She showed me a slip of paper... with the name 'George Johnson' on it. Then, she took a flight to Maine."

"Thank you." Gaius said, turning abruptly and walking to the exit.

"God." Selene whispered, scanning the military base with her binoculars. There were soldiers pacing the perimeter, from what she could see they reported every 10 minutes. In large observation towers were mounted sentries; they mostly had night vision cameras and screens to look onto, but they also kept heavy machine-guns pointed to the fences. Past the electrified fence that they stood behind was a small building. Snipers were on the rooftops. It didn't look like there was ever a slackening in their intent watches.

"He's in there? In that small building?" Michael asked to George.

"No... that's just the surface. I bet that there's a large underground base underneath."

"It looks impregnable." Michael said with the sound of defeat on his voice.

"We could cut the power..." Selene began.

"It definitely has it's own generator just in case." George interrupted.

"What are we going to do?" Michael asked, turning to Selene.

"I got an idea." She said, still looking through the binoculars.

Corvinus sat in his chair, still trying to think of who was responsible. It must be the U.S., Corvinus thought to himself. But why? And how?. He could hear another man sitting down across from him. It was probably Lucian coming for another round of questioning.

"Sir." The visitor said. Corvinus looked up and identified the young visitor. It was Tyler; another loyal soldier to him.

"Yes." Corvinus answered, mulling over the thoughts of the U.S. in his head.

"Sir... I got some good news." He whispered urgently to Corvinus.

"What?"

"Look around you." Tyler whispered. Corvinus looked up, noticing a machine-gun in Tyler's hands. He looked around the room. Many of them nodded to Corvinus, holding machine-guns of their own.

"How did you get them?" Corvinus asked.

"The others got tired." Tyler answered. "Lucian didn't even know most of them were your men."

"No..." Corvinus trailed off, still in thought.

"Sir?" Tyler asked.

"Call them off, Tyler." Corvinus muttered, staring into the cold metal of the table at which he sat.

"Sir! The trial is fixed. Half of them are Lucian's men. The other half Lucian all talked to. Each individually."

"I'm not going to be a fugitive." Corvinus said, the sound of cold determination returning to his voice.

"You don't understand. You don't have a counsel. It's going to be a witch trial."

"I understand full well." Corvinus replied growing angry. "Call off the men, I will not run. If it is necessary I will die. But I will not run!"

Selene sat on the ridge of the cold desolate hill. Michael sat next to her, still examining the base. It had been many hours since they first got there.

"What are we doing?" Michael asked.

"Waiting for nightfall." Selene replied bluntly.

"You aren't actually considering attacking the base with just the two of you?" George asked in awe.

"I certainly hope not." Another voice said from behind George. Hearing the new voice, Selene grabbed her automatic pistol and pointed it quickly towards the interloper. "Woah there!" Gaius said, raising his hands to the air with a look of surprise on his face.

"Gaius." She replied coldly.

"I heard that you were here looking for evidence. When I heard that, I didn't think I would find you like this. On the verge of attacking a military base."

"How did you find us?" Selene asked suspiciously.

"Lucian gave Michael a cell-phone." Gaius replied, Selene snapped an ice cold look of irritation at Michael. "Forgot to get rid of it?"

"Yes..." She answered.

"If you want to storm that base, you're going to need help." Gaius continued seriously.

"We don't have enough time to assemble the death dealers." Selene said.

"I meant... me." Gaius replied.

"Why would you want to help us?" Selene demanded.

"If every single one of your friends that you have ever known were all in danger, would you give your life to save them?" Gaius asked.

"Yes." Selene replied without hesitation.

"What would you say if I told you that Octavian is my only friend. He spared me, threw away his death dealer mentality, leaving his life behind..." With these words, Selene looked away, and Gaius continued. "And that he is the only person I can really trust on this planet." She snapped her gaze back to him, and examined his thoughtful face.

"I would say, yes I guess we do need your help."

"So what's the plan?" Gaius asked.

Gaius sat on the ridge with his M82A1A fully set up. He had his eyes pressed firmly against the scope and had the cross-hairs focused directly on the head of his first target. He smiled, switching his gun from semi-automatic to fully automatic. Selene and Michael were down the hill in front of him, waiting for the perimeter guards to be at the furthest away points.

"Go for it." Selene's voice said through the headset he was wearing. Gaius' smile faded and he allowed a look of steady determination to cross his features. He inhaled... then exhaled... then inhaled again... the he exhaled halfway and held his breath. He pulled the trigger of his rifle and held the gun steady as it began to recoil at a quick pace. The silencer on his gun decreased the usually earth shattering discharges to quiet expulsions of air. His first round caught the target square in the forehead, causing him to topple to the ground. One sniper turned to see what had happened, only to be struck with a 50. Cal round in the chest. The bullet ripped through his soft tissue and ejected a large amount of blood and flesh into the air. The other snipers frantically tried to find the origin of the whistling rounds that cut swaths through their formation.

Gaius heard the familiar click as his mag ran out. He examined the top of the building for movement. The snipers and spotters were dead; most of them had died before they hit the ground.

"Rooftop clear." He said into his headphone calmly.

"Proceed." Selene answered. Gaius eyed the two sentries, and waited for them to reach the blind spot in the cameras. They passed, giving each other a nod of recognition. Gaius' shot tore through the head of the first sentry. The bullet passed through and impacted the second in the chest. Wounded, the second sentry reached for his walkie-talkie. He reached to activate it, but before he could speak a word, another bullet ripped through his head. He fell limp to the ground.

"They're down. You have two minutes." Selene sprinted forward, Gaius marveled at her speed. She was across the open space in seconds, and she connected two devices to the walkie-talkies of the dead sentries. Now she focused her attention to the nearest tower. She ran to it's base and with a agile leap, she grabbed the ledge of it's window. Selene pulled herself into the tower and dropped the surprised operator with a swift kick to the pelvis. She kicked him again in the temple as he hit the ground. God, I hate bullet proof glass, Gaius thought to himself.

She turned to the controls and disabled the electricity to the fence. Michael rushed forward, in hybrid form, and with two swift slashes cut a large hole through it. Seconds later an alarm sounded. Expecting this, Selene had taken the heavy, chain-fed, machine-gun and aimed it towards the entrance to the small house. As soldiers poured out of the door, she braced the weapon and discharged it. A sound of the high caliber shots shattered the silence of the night. The weapon struck the first couple of soldiers to come out, and kicked up so much dirt in the following seconds that it was hard to see what was happening.

Gaius was sweeping the other towers rapidly for the other operators to try to return fire. One after another he sniped them as they exposed themselves. Michael scrambled up the side of the building and ripped the antenna from it. By now, Gaius had shot out all of the cameras. He pulled out a small remote from his pocket and clamped it down. A large explosion engulfed the telephone pole, causing it to topple to the ground, it's wires severed.

Giving one last burst of fire from the machine-gun, Selene stopped. Once again, silence fell over the base.

"Let's get Octavian." Selene said.

Henderson was in his office when the alarm sounded. He had not expected the vampires to find him, but he was definitely prepared for it. Although the soldiers outside provided most of the base's protection, his men knew this base like the back of their hands. He grabbed his own assault rifle and sat down in his chair.