Disclaimer: see chapters 2 and please excuse the spelling and grammar, I failed that class in skool.

A/N: Okay, if there is confusion on anything, please review and let me know and I will either explain it in or at the end of next chapter. Also, the time line gets a little screwy, Felicite's part it a bit farther in the future than both of the Selene and Michael parts. They should meet back up and be about the same in the next chapter. Thanks again, hope you enjoy.

Chapter 6: A new home with unexpected guests

The next three days for Selene and Michael were used to map out a way to get to the old Castle Covinous, located in the Carpathian Mountains. Without a car, it would take almost three weeks to walk the long way. Neither Selene nor Michael was looking forward to the long trip. They decided to begin in the sewer system until they reached the outskirts of the city. From there they would walk through the sparse woods, staying in motels along the way until reaching the mountain range and then sleep in caves until they reached Castle Covinous.

It was a brilliant hiding place. It had all the amenities of home, having been renovated to become an inn. But when the Vampires realized this, they bought the place, keeping it as a memorial to those who were lost in the great battle. Before Lucian's supposed destruction, he attacked the old Vampire strong hold. It was burned, killing almost all the vampires inside. If they did not die in the flames, they rushed out into the daylight, being burned by the sun's deadly rays. The few who lived where the lucky ones who made it to the lowest part of the castle. There, tunnels cut into the mountainside leading away from the castle. Once the flames and sun finally went down, the vampires emerged, killing any lycans in close enough range. That was when the main strong hold was moved to Ordoghaz, the Vampire mansion.

They were packed and ready to leave the second morning after the attack and left the next dusk. They entered the sewers through the same entrance Selene had used before, the subway. They wandered around heading north hoping not to run into anyone, lycan, vampire or human. It was not long though before wish did not come true. They heard footsteps coming from around the corner of the tunnel they were in. "Shit," Selene muttered. She could smell him. There was no doubt he was lycan. "Michael, lycan at about 2:00," she whispered.

"I know," he answered. In truth he had smelled the lycan before her and his eyes were already black. The rest of the change he held under control.

"What do you think, attack or avoid?"

"Avoid, it will attract less attention from others," he responded.

Selene nodded. But before they could find a way around, the lycan they had smelled found them. He pulled out his gun and began to fire on the two renegades. They were able to dodge into a near by side tunnel, avoiding the assaulting artillery. "I think avoiding is out of the question," Michael commented. Selene glared at him for his comment, but there was no time to do more since the lycan was not going to give up so easily. They took off down the tunnel, weapons in hand. Their enemy did not give up so easily and was in fact gaining on them, releasing horrible shots, that were not coming close to the renegades but encouraging them not to slow down.

They were followed for a good three minutes before Michael came up with a plan. "Selene slow down," he said behind him.

"What? Are you nuts?"

"No I have a plan, but I need to get a bit ahead," he said.

"If I get shot, I'm going to hurt you, even if I'm dead," she answered slowing her pace slightly. Michael picked up a bit of speed and dashed around the next turn. Unsure what else to do, she kept going straight. The sight of his quarry slowing down gave the lycan a boost of confidence and helped him speed up. He was beginning to gain on Selene and that was not a comforting thought for her, especially since she couldn't speed up as well. Never relenting his fire. The pursuers shots were getting closer and closer to hitting her. She could see the glowing projectiles give off a burst of light as they hit the walls just in front and beside her. Her heart was racing, ready at any moment for one of the deadly bullets to imbed itself in her skin, yet when one grazed her arm; she could not believe the immense pain that resulted. Luckily it did only graze it, but the spot burned and felt singed under the fingers that had grabbed it in defense. 'Fuck this,' she thought and took off at top speed down the soon ending tunnel.

As she reached the T at the end of the tunnel, it occurred to her that there was an absence of footsteps a behind her. She slowed and turned to see Michael, foot on top of the lycan, and holding his gun in his hand. "Good job," she complemented the grinning hybrid.

"Why thank you," he said, still holding their attacker pinned.

"What are we going to do with him?"

Felicite got in the back of the car next to Trevor. That was when he noticed the sword he had seen in her room, in its sheath and tied to her hip. "What is that?" he asked as the car began to move.

"A sword. I would have thought you would have known that. I'm sure you have one being as old as you are," she jested, emphasizing the word old.

"Will you get over the fact that I'm old," he said, very over that joke. "I mean why is it with you. Another gift from your old mentor?"

"No, it was a gift from the old leader of the death dealers, Kahn. He looked after me just like Selene, and when I made it through my first year of training, he gave it to me, for surviving Selene and the other vampires. He had it engraved with my name, and of course it has Viktor's seal, because, well, everything in the coven has his seal, but mainly because Selene was so close to Viktor, so in turn, so was I," she explained.

"So you are wearing it to honor him?"

"That, and to use it. Kahn also taught me how to fight with it," she said proud of her ability.

"Why would you use a sword rather than a gun?"

"To honor Kahn, and there is no guarantee that your guns will work," she argued.

"She's right," one of the warriors in the front seat commented. Trevor glared at the man and with out another word he turned around looking straight ahead. Felicite could not help but let out a small giggle, which she quickly muffled out of respect.

The car came to a halt just outside the subway entrance. "Come on, its time," he said, getting up out of the car. Felicite followed him out of the car, the fear she had hidden in the back of her mind, finally surfacing, almost making her queasy. "Hey you okay?" Trevor whispered.

"Yeah, just nervous," she answered, trying to hold down the fear that was welling up inside her.

"Like I said at the manor, I won't leave you," he said taking her hands in his. She looked up into his eyes and saw genuine compassion.

"Thank you," she answered her fear lessening.

"We need to go," he said, turning to look at their comrades entering the subway in small groups. Each warrior entered the station in a group of two to five. They wandered as inconspicuously as a group of pail leather clad warriors could down onto the platform and then splitting into the service tunnels, leading down into the underworld where their pry awaited. In the underworld, they regrouped and prepared for the battle ahead.

They wandered through the underworld finding nothing, but this was as expected. The horrible toll suffered in the last battle made them retreat and tighten into a smaller area so it was easier to defend. Yet as they approached the alleged area of their refuge, there was still no sign of any lycans. "What is going on?" Trevor asked.

"We are unsure sir," the death dealer beside him responded.

"Split up and search for them, I fear they may have heard us coming and fled," he ordered.

"There is no signs of them anywhere. I think they have been gone for a little while now, and not because of us," Felicite said, a bit disappointed by not finding any prey.

The lycan den was noisy, but it seemed to get very quiet when they began to walk through, their captive lycan in front of them. Every member of this pack stared at the odd trio that had entered their home, but did not attack, unsure of their intentions for being there or their friend. It was not a long walk to the office of the pack's leader. Having arrived just outside the door, Selene grabbed their lycan guide's shoulder to stop him from proceeding. "We just want to talk, nothing more," she said, releasing his shoulder and allowing him to enter as previously agreed. Moments later he reemerged, stepping aside to allow them in, and took off, obviously lower ranked and uncomfortable where he was.

"So, you wish to speak with me. I'm surprised you had the gall to enter this pack. What made you think we wouldn't kill you, a blood and…" the female behind the desk looked Michael up and down to try and figure out who and what he was.

"A hybrid," Michael answered for her.

"The first known to exist, Lucian's dream. We figured with our guide and him smelling sort of like lycan, you would not attack."

"What about you, blood, why did you think we wouldn't have killed you?"

"Because if you touch her, I would kill you," Michael clarified.

The woman raised an eyebrow at his protective comment. "Well, I guess that changes this conversation."

"I guess so," Michael agreed.

"Well, why and what do you want to talk about?"

"We can help each other since we are both in a similar boat," Selene began. The leader indicated for them to sit and wait a moment before continuing. She rose from her desk and walked out the door. "Watch it, I don't know what she is up to," Selene advised. Michael however was already poised, straining to hear or smell signs of betrayal. Yet their worries were unwarranted. The female returned with a large male who took a seat next to her behind the desk.

"So Ildiko says you wish to talk," he said.

"Yes," Michael clarified, still a bit on the defensive.

"Who are you?" Selene asked.

"He's my second in command, I wanted him to hear what it was that you had to say. If this is a problem, we have nothing to discuss," Ildiko said curtly.

"No, we were just curious," Selene said leaning back in her chair. "Now as I was saying, we could help each other."

"How? What could a blood and a…" the male paused, just like Ildiko, unsure of what Michael was.

"A hybrid, Kaza," Ildiko helped.

"Really," he said, looking Michael up and down like a slab of meat. "Interesting, that makes his way obvious. But please, inform us on how you, a blood, could possible be a help."

"I know the inner workings of the vampire coven. I know death dealer tendencies, tactics, and procedures. I can help you secure your selves against them," Selene explained.

"Why should we trust a vampire?" Ildiko asked.

"You trusted one before," Michael pointed out.

"And he betrayed us," she hissed.

"He betrays everyone, don't take it personally,' Selene retaliated.

"How do we know you aren't working for them?" Kaza asked.

"Because they would have killed me faster than you would. I killed Viktor and broke the covenant twice, all in the course of two days. I am a traitor to them and can never go back," she said, a look of regret and sadness in her dark eyes.

"What is in it for you. Why would you help us?"

"We are being hunted by the vampires," Michael said, in a "duah" tone.

"We could use the protection of many and your resources to find an end to this war."

"We need time to consider this, get feed back from the rest of pack's leaders," Kaza said rising from his chair.

"Well think quickly, or we may loose our window to move to a new hide out," Selene said.

"What are you talking about?"

"We have found a new place to base our operation from where the vampires will never look," Michael explained.

"Where?" Ildiko asked intrigued.

"Castle Covinous."

The main meeting room was loud, almost obnoxious in Selene's opinion. "We need to decide what to do about this offer," Ildiko announced. She stood in front Selene and Michael, and before a group of opinionated lycans, who were said to be the leaders of this pack.

After losing Lucian and Raze, Lucian's second in command, the pack went to a bit of a democracy. 'A bit inefficient,' Selene thought.

"I say we kill the blood and keep the hybrid," one of the males yelled out over the constant hum of smaller side conversations.

"We come as a package deal," Michael yelled back. "And if you do accept our offer, I suggest you do not harm her later." His nails began to extend as a threat. The male shrunk back in his chair, realizing the error of his comment. Selene wished to speak but knew that what she said would be regarded as nothing more than the insane ranting of a blood. Michael was only listened to due to the fact that he was the realization of the dream of their great fallen leader.

"I say we take it. The vampires know where we are and could use a new base. Plus, knowledge of the coven would be helpful if we are to plan a counter attack," another male piped in.

"I agree," a female seconded.

"Yeah," another said. Soon all but a few, who were still hung up on the idea of being helped by a vampire, were agreeing to accept Michael and Selene into the pack.

"Then it is settled, inform the pack, we are moving," Ildiko said, a bit of regret about the decision in her voice.

Selene and Michael turned to face each other. Both hosted a smile on their face at the small victory they had just won. "We may just pull this off after all," Selene said as she turned and began to follow Ildiko to negotiate exactly how all this would work.

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Thanks to those who reviewed the last chapter:

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