Chapter 14- Repercussions

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

Octavian cracked open his eyes to see that he was in a plain white room. Groggily, he pulled himself to an upright position.

"Octavian." He heard Selene's soothing voice issue from across the room. He focused on her dim outline, squinting to get a better view.

"Selene." He replied, wishing that his vision would clear.

"How do you feel?" She asked with concern.

"I feel..." He began. He felt his vision return, and he looked her over lovingly "...perfect."

"That's good." She said sincerely. She got up and approached him, her demeanor growing more serious. "Who was responsible for this?" She asked.

"A secret branch of the U.S. military." Octavian answered slowly.

"Was Corvinus involved." She asked firmly.

"Corvinus?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing with agitation. "Of course not."

"Good, that's just what you needed to say. Now you're going to need to come with me." She said. He slowly swung his legs out from the bed and with her help got to his feet. He followed her to the door, examining her from behind. My sweet Selene, He thought longingly. As he followed her out of the door, his trance was broken by Michael getting in between the two and looking him in the eyes.

"Remember what you said." Michael said coldly. Octavian looked at him, about to retort aggressively, when he conceded.

"Yes, I remember." He replied, nodding his head.

"Good."

---

Lucian was surprised when he saw the doors to the trial open. Selene led the way, with Michael and Octavian following her. This could complicate things, Lucian thought to himself.

"I'd like the tribunal to hear the testimony of Octavian." Selene shouted over the din of conversation that erupted with her entrance.

"Is his testimony relevant?" Lucian questioned.

"He will prove to the court that the organization that kidnaped him and Selene was in no way connected to Corvinus."

"You're too late, Selene." Lucian informed coldly. "This tribunal has already found Corvinus guilty."

"They didn't have Octavian's testimony. I beg the court to let the testimony be heard and another vote be taken."

"I overrule that. His testimony doesn't change the fact that we have audio evidence proving Corvinus' guilt."

"Audio?" Selene asked.

"It's a fake." Corvinus said calmly, still chained to the chair.

"Shut up." Lucian snarled.

"You can't do this." Selene cried out angrily.

"Yes, I can." He responded, a flash of anger flaring up in his eyes. "Take Corvinus to the execution room." Lucian ordered to his subordinates, not taking his eyes off of Selene.

"They're a fake." Corvinus shouted as they grabbed him.

"That is enough from you." Lucian yelled, striking him across the face.

"Everyone stop!" This time Peirce's voice interrupted them all, and they all looked to him.

"Those tapes..." He began

"Peirce." Lucian growled threateningly.

"They are..."

"Peirce." Lucian repeated more menacingly than before.

"They are fakes!" Peirce shouted.

"You have forgotten your place, Peirce." Lucian spat, pulling out a gun from his pocket and pointing it at him. Selene replied in kind and pointed her's at Lucian. The Lycan bodyguards in the room seemed hesitant, unable to decide who to point their guns at.

"Lucian wants Corvinus dead so he can seize power. He's insane." Peirce said, looking nervously to the gun pointed in Lucian's hands.

"Stop right now, Peirce." Lucian warned.

"He was planning on sabotaging this from the..." Lucian fired his pistol into Peirce's chest. The silver nitrate round stunned the Lycan, and he fell to the ground, clutching his wound.

"Lucian! That is enough." Selene shouted. The vampires had all rushed into the room, some were pulling Corvinus to safety, the rest pointed their weapons at Lucian. Most of the Lycan bodyguards stood, unable to decide what to do. The rest, were pointing their guns at Lucian as well.

"You think what I'm doing right now is a bad thing?" Lucian asked, glancing to his bodyguards. "What about his plans. His plans to eliminate our species from the face of the earth."

"There were no such plans." Corvinus interjected.

"Silence!" Lucian said softly, trembling with rage.

"Give up Lucian." One of the Lycans said, tending to Peirce, who was shaking in pain. Lucian glanced to both sides, counting the guns pointed towards him. Bitterly, he lowered his pistol and dropped it to the floor.

"Fine. But you're making a mistake."

---

Octavian was shaken from what happened in the room, but he had slipped out after it had concluded. I have business of my own to take care of, Octavian thought to himself. He made his way down the hall, and outside of Erika's room. She must be in here, she wasn't in the common room. knocking softly, he waited patiently for her to answer the door. He saw her look through the small eyepiece, and he looked into it warmly, hoping that she would answer. She opened the door swiftly and looked him over suspiciously.

"What?" She asked simply.

"Erika... I want to talk to you." Octavian answered slowly.

"What about?" She demanded. He paused, looking her over for a few seconds.

"I've taken advantage of you." Octavian admitted weakly, looking to the floor.

"That was quite obvious... what else is new?" She asked bitterly.

"I'm sorry. You didn't deserve to be treated like that. You deserved better. Better than me." These words seemed to soften Erika's cold composure, and she looked to him in surprise.

"What?" She asked, not believing that Octavian had let go of his arrogance.

"The whole time I was questing after something unattainable, when I already had something that was just as good in my grasp." Erika gawked at this show of affection, but stood firmly, seeing where he was going with it. "Will you forgive me?" Octavian asked hopefully. Erika's cold features twisted into a exuberant smile.

"Come in." She said, pulling him inside by the waist.

---

Corvinus sat back in his favorite chair, looking through a mass of files before him. "No I don't think he shall be punished." Corvinus said, mulling through the papers in front of him.

"Sir... Peirce barely survived, he accepted fake evidence against you in the trail..." Tyler objected.

"Did you really think he would trust us after so many years of being hunted and persecuted. I... I sat by and did nothing. He was right, I am just as guilty as Viktor for allowing his actions to persist."

"We weren't powerful enough to defy him."

"That is not reason enough, I should have defied him despite the end result." Corvinus snapped, giving Tyler a cold glance that made him cringe back in fear. "Yes... Lucian will live, and hopefully he will find a measure of peace." Tyler got up, and began to leave when Corvinus added. "Why did Frederick defect?" Corvinus questioned.

"They had his family, sir." Tyler replied.

"Are they all right?"

"Dead, sir."

---

Lucian was in his own room, except there was no one there to comfort him. He was surprised to hear someone approaching his door. Fearing an assassin, Lucian pulled his pistol from the table and cocked it. The person on the other side knocked and waited for the door to be opened. Still not totally assured, Lucian opened the door with his pistol in hand. He was surprised to see Michael on the other side.

"Michael?" Lucian asked, not sure if it was truly the hybrid's name.

"Yes." Michael replied.

"Why have you come here?" Lucian inquired, looking down both sides of the hallway.

"I know what's going on Lucian." Michael said softly, meeting Lucian's glance of surprise with confidence. "You still feel pain about Sonja's loss. It hasn't left you, even after Viktor's death."

"Yes..." Lucian trailed off. For him, the dreams had not ended, nor had the endless need for revenge. "I know Viktor died, but I could not experience it. My need for vengeance isn't fulfilled."

"That is what has caused this. I come here knowing that you are a hybrid." Michael said. Lucian glanced up at him, surprised that Michael could tell so easily. "I can smell it on you." Michael explained.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Lucian asked. Michael held up a small glass filled with blood, just enough for blood memories.

"This." Michael said calmly.

"Your blood?" Lucian asked, accepting the cup from his hands.

"Yes." Michael replied. Lucian hesitated, looking to Michael. "Drink it." Michael insisted. Lucian moved to his bed and, lying down, drank the blood to the last drop. His eyes closed immediately and his eyes began to sweep back and forth underneath the eyelids. Then, he opened them and smiled at Michael weakly.

"You have no idea how much this means to me." Lucian said, on the verge of tears.

"Say nothing of it." Michael answered, turning and walking away.

"I have avenged you Sonja." Lucian muttered. He was at peace, at last.

---

Gaius had returned to the United States as soon as the matters had reached their conclusion. Instead of going to Maine, to return to his cabin, he had booked the flight to Washington. Gaius made his way through the crowded streets and next to the gates of the white house. Waiting for the right moment, he scaled the fence and sprinted forward at inhuman speed. The snipers took notice, and one took a shot. The bullet pierced Gaius' shoulder, but did not slow him. Moments later, he forced his way through the wall of the building. The bodyguards that rushed to subdue him found him in his Lycan form. Gaius knocked them aside easily and advanced to the oval office.

Only thirty seconds after he had breached the building, Gaius found the president, with secret service men rushing him out. Gaius charged, knocking the guards to the ground without killing them. He continued to swing his powerful arms until only the president remained. Gaius grabbed him and pulled him into one of the bedrooms, locking the door. He was now in his human form, and he advanced to the president, who was now cowering in fear.

"What the hell are you?" The president demanded in his heavy Texan accent.

"Not important. I'll tell you what is." Gaius began, throwing him into the nearby chair. "If there is ever government funding for another project involving Lycans or vampires, I'll come back... with friends." He warned menacingly.

"Lycans... vampires? I don't understand." The president asked shakily.

"Then you better keep a more watchful eye on where your funding goes... or someone is going to have to find each one of your body parts, spread over the random states I bury them in." Gaius threatened.

"I'll do whatever you say." The president said.

"Good, make sure of it." Swiftly, Gaius turned back into Lycan form and charged back into the hallway.

And so concludes our little tale about what happens to the Underworld universe after the end of the second movie. Post your reviews please!

For anyone reading this, I thank you for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.