Chapter 1

Michael woke up from his nightmare with a start.

It was the same every night, usually. But something had changed.

'That was new'

Grunting he pulled himself off the ground, and scrounged around for his jacket, only stopping to take a long hard look at the beautiful women lying beside him in their makeshift bed. As he stood up her dark eyes blinked open and she sat up.

Twisting her upper body she looked up at him and smiled. Selene didn't do a lot of smiling, so it was something worth savoring.

She opened her mouth to speak and then abruptly stopped. Michael heard it to. The sound of automatic weapons being loaded. Lots of automatic weapons.

Quietly and stealthily they started to move towards the door on the other side of the room. As quickly as possible, only stopping for Selene to pick up her Berettas.

'Can't be vampires, suns still up'

Then, as if someone had given an order, bullets tore into the ramshackle cabin that had been they're temporary shelter. Windows smashed and wood splintered into a thousand pieces.

'Get out, Get out, GET OUT!'

"Michael!" Selene yelled

She held the door open for him, occasionally turning to return fire at their relentless assailants. As he watched she took a bullet to the shoulder, which she chose to ignore for the moment as there were more pressing matters at hand.

Michael growled low in his throat and threw himself through one of the fragile walls, straight into one of the people shooting at them. Whoever, Whatever it was hadn't expected that and for one split second froze in surprise.

That was all Michael needed.

Quickly, not giving his opponent a chance to recover, he lashed, lightning fast, with a clenched fist and enough brute force to knock out a rhinoceros. The figure took the blow to the head and instantly crumpled to the ground, out cold or dead Michael didn't know.

'Nor do I care, at the moment'

Turning in a quick circle he tried to pinpoint where the ricocheting bullets were exactly coming from. As far as he could tell there was still at least three more guns blaring and they didn't show any sign of stopping any time soon

'God! How long can these people go without stopping to reload!'

Two bullets hit him sharply in the back, causing him to stagger and almost trip over the body in front of him. He turned around and roared in anger and pain. He was so incensed he hadn't noticed a) He had transformed and b) Selene had arrived , guns blazing in her usual, unsubtle, style. Behind her two figures followed armed with AK-47's and serrated silver bowie knives.

'Not Lycans either'

'Who?'

Ignoring the men outside for the moment, Michael zeroed in on the two hunters who were inside the room. They looked like humans, but, as Michael had come to realize, just because someone walked like a man it doesn't mean they are one. They wore modern body armor and helmet which covered their entire skull. They reminded Michael somewhat of the Death Dealers. Right down to the trying to kill him part.

But it was obvious these weren't vampires they were around in broad daylight with no bother, and the Death Dealers had never worn body armor.

'Humans?'

The two humanoids leapt at him with supernatural speed and agility.

'Ah, NOT human'

He grabbed Humanoid No. 1's gun and, using it as a hand grip, threw him into the wall. Behind him, he could here Selene taking care of the other Humanoid with prejudice. Humanoid No.1 leapt to his feet and in one fluid motion stabbed Michael between the shoulder blades.

'Obviously didn't slam you hard enough!'

Howling like a rabid dog, Michael threw himself backward, crushing Humanoid No.1's spine.

"Michael"

Selene stepped up behind him, placed a small hand on the hilt of the knife still jutting from his back and yanked hard.

'AAARRRGGHHH!'

'Selene!'

A small roundish object smashed through the window and bounced towards them, stopping about two feet away.

'Oh shit'

They shared a look shock that lasted about half a millisecond and then in a unison turned and ran out the door.

The hand grenade went off.

Hell broke loose.

Michael and Selene bounded out a back window, a split second before the fireball overtook them. They lay on the ground clutching each other, as rock and plaster flew in one hundred different directions and covered them in dust. Michaels head was ringing like a telephone, but he could hear the exchange between the two remaining humanoids. One sounded fairly young, while the other sounded older and just a little like a school teacher.

"Do you think we got 'em"

"Well how could we miss?"

"We should check"

"You go check then, but just remember what happened to the others who just checked"

Silence.

"We probably got them"

"Smart lad; let's go regroup with the others"

Two sets of boots started to trek away, eventually fading into the distance. Groaning Selene sat up, with a very pissed off look on her face. She looked down at him but didn't say anything. They sat there for a few minutes.

Then Michael broke the silence. Grinning he said…

"Good morning, nice day isn't it"