Leon came charging up behind Selene. "Yo, Selly."

Selene turned around.

"How'd the talk go?"

"It went fine."

He smiled. "That's great!"

"Yeah, a great load off my chest. Unfortunetely…" She drifted off, unsure of whether or not to tell him about the Marc-crisis.

"'Unfortunetely', what?" His eyes looked into hers, trying to share her fear, and take some away from her as to make her feel better. But she couldn't tell him, not yet. Besides, she had to stop relying on him 24/7, right?

"Nothing," she lied. "I mean, unfortunately, it took so long to get it off my chest."

"Oh, right," he said, not believing a word. "Where are you going?"

"To see Marc in the break room," she said. At least that wasn't a lie…

He nodded. "Well, try not to have too much fun without me. Have you seen James?"

"Yeah, he's doing security tonight. He's in the booth."

"Ah, thanks." He walked off in the direction, opposite to the one she had been heading in.

She walked on to the break room. She took a deep, calming breath. Why was she so nervous? It's not like he could do anything to her… right?

Marc looked up at her when she entered. Damien was in there, too.

"Amie," Selene addressed, "go see Derek. Tell him I sent you." She wanted to do this alone.

Confused but obliging, Damien left, leaving Selene and Marc alone.

"And to what do I owe this honor?" Marc asked, amused. His human eyes glistened under the radiant lights of the break room. His face, which usually was filled with a mysterious darkness was now much more devious. Selene could already sense something was up.

"Where were you?" she asked, skipping straight to the point.

"Out," he answered vaguely.

"Be more specific."

"Why?" He smirked, adding to the negative atmosphere in the room.

"I'm your superior; you don't need a reason," she said coldly. "Where were you?"

"What does it matter to you?" he asked, trying to side-step the question.

Fuck this, Selene thought. I'm not playing any damn games with this rodent. "Were you with Erika, huh? Scheming to kill some more Stealth Shooters now that you had had a chance to free her?"

Marc smiled now, a cock over-confident grin. "So, you finally figured it all out. Took you long enough. I thought you'd have figured it out ages ago, but you didn't. Honestly, and this is the leader of the Stealth Shooters," he mocked.

Her blood seethed in fury. "How dare you? We trusted you, and you betrayed us to the Death Dealers. How many of your friends, your fellow Lycans have died because of your inability to stay loyal?"

"I could say the same for you. Did you not betray your own sire, your friends for 600 years, all for some potentially-doomed relationship with someone of the opposite race? Do not be such a hypocrite."

"A hypocrite? I'm not a hypocrite, unless the reason you have chosen to betray us was in the name of love—" She cut herself off as she realized she had hit the nail on the head. "Erika. You fell in love with Erika."

"I think you'll remember that I joined the Stealth Shooters quite a while after they had been formed. You never once doubted my loyalties?"

She shook her head. "No. I trusted you. That was a mistake. I know that, now." She paused, trying to calm herself. "It doesn't matter now. I hope you enjoyed freeing Erika, because now you're in deep shit. We have security cameras that have taped this whole thing—"

"Do we, now?" he interrupted, smiling.

Selene stopped in confusion. "Yes, James is—"

"You think I'm alone in betraying you? Once I failed killing you the time before last, I recruited James to get close to you."

Selene wouldn't back down. "So what? Leon went to visit James. So even if he is playing around with the cameras, Leon will stop him."

"Will he?" Marc was on the verge of maniacally cackling. "You never even considered that he was a traitor, did you?"

Selene was shocked, speechless.

"No, you let your feelings get in the way. Oh, Selene. You used to be such a strong warrior, never letting emotions get in the way of your job. And now? Now you're fucking everything up. You've gone soft."

Selene was pissed off, now! She grabbed him and threw him upwards, through the ceiling (which was also the floor of his own room), and he came flying back down. He tripped her, got up and picked her up, slamming her into the wall. He turned around, still holding onto her, and flung her on the table, breaking it.

Selene felt Corvinus's blood flow through her veins, and she knocked him through the wall, into the empty dojo. Where are Stealth Shooters when I need them? she wondered as she blocked a few of Marc's hits.

She kicked him, sending him flying into the gun rack. He picked one up – loaded, to Selene's dismay – and flipped off the safety. He aimed and took a shot. She was too fast and dodged several of his shots. Finally, she was standing right in front of him, and he took the gun and smacked her across the face with it, sending her to the floor.

He plucked her off the ground, and punched her straight into the wall. Selene landed with a thud. She got back up, and she ran over to him, tackling him to the floor. He rolled off the floor, and sprang right back up. She punched him a couple of times, making blood flow from several places, and then she kicked him through the door to her office.

She went in for the finishing move, to permanently put him out of business, but two things – or people, specifically – stopped her.

Leon and James came up behind her, grabbing her arms. She tried to fight back, but the mixture of fatigue from the fight and the might of the two immortals was overwhelming. She tried to free her self, but all her efforts were in vain; she simply didn't have the energy.

Marc got himself off the ground, and grabbed Selene by the hair. She gasped in pain, and he forced her to look at him in the eyes.

"You're a naughty little bitch," he spat.

"Good. We have something in common, then," she replied, and Marc viciously backhanded her, hard enough to make her black out for a moment.

"Get her out of here," he ordered Leon and James. "Get her to the Death Dealers' fortress. I'll handle getting her out unseen. That is all." Marc began to walk away.

Selene tried again to free herself, but once again she couldn't.

"Fucker!" she screamed in anger.

Marc pivoted and returned. He punched her in the gut, making her crumple to the floor in pain. "Gag her," he ordered James, and he did so. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a syringe. He injected her with the liquid, and she felt herself fall into unconsciousness.

Like with the two men that she had trusted but had betrayed her, she tried to fight it, but with no success.

A/N:

I'm so sorry it took so long to get this one up. Technical difficulties can be such a hinder. [rolls eyes

Anyway, I hope all of you enjoyed this chapter. Thoughts?

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