Viktor stood there calmly allowing him to come nearer as he grabbed his throat preventing his jaws from snapping him apart before blocking his left arm and started to crush his throat with his hand bringing his roaring to a poor wimping as he broke the lycan's neck. Viktor tilted his head taking a moment before moving like Emelia had done. His sword plunging into the lycan body baring his fangs in evident pleasure of being out of his tomb and slaying lycans.

Emelia was leading her Death Dealer team on the other side of the sewers and was running dangerously close towards the lab, Selene, Michael and the unknown entity spurting through hallways without thought. Emelia remained stern as she shifted her weight to force a lycan to a stand still whilst driving her blade through his head. Around her Death Dealers were shooting at everything that looked like a lycan and, were doing a very good job. The shooting stopped as the last lycan fell dead half transformed.

Emelia resumed her position before stopping abruptly hearing a voice. "I remember the elders more careful in their time." A woman stepped out of the shadows, her long coat immediately identifying her as a non- lycan. "Halt or we'll shoot!" A nearby death dealer cocked his weapon and aimed at the new woman arriving, seemingly out of nowhere. "Pity, I would've given Emelia a hug. But I would rather not ruin this coat." She caressed her coat sending a shivering memory through the standing elder. "Admiral Asheera Victoria Corvinus..." A sly smile appeared on her face. "Surprised to see me, with so many of our descendants captured here?" The elder shook her head. "Not really, I just wasn't expecting you alive."

Another smirk as The admiral backed away into the shadows. Disappearing from view, leaving the elder with her assurance. Everyone will die before something happens to this 'Michael'. Selene saw him. A lycan stood in his way but she had the element of surprise. Pulling her trigger automatically, sending the Lycan trough the doorway and into the small lab.

She walked over to him freeing him from his bonds. "I have to get you out of here, Viktor is coming and he won't be satisfied until every Lycan is dead." Michael looked at her sternly. "They'll kill you too just for helping me..." Selene softly whispered. "I know." Michael leaned forward making the connection to her lips but were violently interrupted by footsteps. Selene aimed her gun at the woman walking into the lab.

There was a silent stare off between the two before the other looked back. "You know, I have my hands full on freeing the human captives anyway. Why don't you...Guide him topside and we're all happy?" Selene didn't flinch.

"Who are you?" The woman remained expressionless before turning around and walked out.

Viktor was busy killing one of his more reluctant clients as the lycan could stand quite a punch. After finally giving a devastating uppercut sending him backwards, Viktor was able to rip the jaw out of the Lycan and finish him off. He stood among the ruble of the old sewers, the wide room filled with bullet holes as he ascended the stairs on the other side. As he looked about him his eyes fell on the door in front of him. It opened inwards by itself and before him stood a young looking woman in a now dusty overcoat.

Viktor Silently held his blade in his right hand. His opponent held her scimitar backward in her left hand. As the two circled each other she began to speak. "You know turning on my brother after imprisonment of William is one of the many mistakes on the list I can sum up off the top of my head...my lord." He snorted.

"Such arrogance for a former slave." Her eyes turned a white blue much brighter then Viktor's.

"I am no slave. I have seen the ages pass far before you!"

Suddenly Viktor realized whom he was facing. "I should have seen it earlier."

1202 Williams capture Hungarian Forrest.

"Stop it you're killing him!" Marcus shoved aside a Death Dealer whom had a crossbow chained to his brother only to have three more point at him.

"More!"

Emelia's haunting voice was almost unbearable to his ears. As at last William fell to the ground and an enraged Viktor came into the fray.

"Marcus!"

As Marcus began his threats he saw out of the corner of his eye a young woman standing just in earshot. Her armor royally decorated, yet efficient. She stared at Williams with tears in her eyes as Death Dealers surround her.

"And you will learn your place!" He snapped at him. "Your brother is clearly out of control! It will be done My way!"

Again he watched the hauntingly beautiful woman grief over Williams body leaning on the tree for support. Marcus followed his eyes and they widened as the fell on the girl.

"Victoria! No!" He was about to spurt towards her when Viktor put a hand on his shoulder. He snapped at him.

"You know well the consequences if you murder me, or William." William winched and let out a threatening growl.

"Chain him! Now!" Marcus drew his sword looking at William.

"Brother..."

Viktor spoke to the woman standing near William.

"Get away from him, NOW!"

As death dealer circled around her she reluctantly moved away.

"Take her to the castle."

Casting a last glance around the snowy forest he mounted his horse and rode off leaving Emelia and Marcus. The death dealers remained around the girl as she suddenly leaped over them landing perfectly in front of Marcus.

"Hold fire!"

Marcus shouted, Emelia merely nodded to them. Again the Death dealers surrounded her but were more relaxed this time as Marcus put his hands on her shoulders as two immortals stared at each other.

"What are you doing here Victoria? You know his can be the end of you?" The sad girl shook her head, she seemed into her early twenties. "I... I wanted to see William one last time before never setting eyes on him again... It, it just shouldn't have gone this way!" The girl remained frustrated until sobbingly hugging her brother.

Viktor's Castle Throne room.

As she was brought before Viktor, Marcus took an uneasy position next to him and opposite of his sister whom remained stern, nothing indicated she had been crying in that forest. Her rich armor making her almost imposing as she gazes at Viktor whom seemed to have no idea what to do with her.

"Do you know what that creature would have done to you, mortal?"

Victoria remained silent but had evidently trouble suppressing a chuckle.

"He would have killed you foolish girl! Your sympathy for this beast is foolish! And most of all, I would know your name."

She remained silent even as Emelia entered the room. She did bow respectfully towards the elders presence but remained further silent until she was sitting on the side line.

"My name is Admiral Asheera, my lord. I was in service of Lord Corvinus during his reign." Marcus licked his lips nervously eying Viktor then 'Asheera'. "Is that so? Victoria."

She merely nodded to Viktor. "The name Victoria was of my lord Corvinus' daughter. It was a nick name due to my.. resemblance to her."

Viktor smirked. His smirk soon made place for a hoarse chuckle and, after laughing heartily he spoke again eying her intensely. "I can see why you were rejected as his daughter, Victoria. Marcus! Tell your sister that she can be honest now."

Marcus bit his lip. But the voice from the middle of the room made him smirk. "Now where is the fun in that? Besides, I was just getting started if my little brother would just keep his face straight I could actually make some progress here!"

Encircling each other, one with his sword in hand, the other a scimitar in her hand. "Hello Victoria, long time no seen." Her face remained neutral as she continually changed her position according to the changes Viktor made to his.

"I suppose it's just too much to say that Michael is the 'least of your problems'?" She continued to walk in a circle with Viktor. Cautious yet eager to lunge at each other.

"And that, my dear, depends entirely what you have to say." He too was circling with her, speculating what could be going on in her head that made her crazy enough to reveal herself to him.

"Well I could say something like; Lucian is about to strike in hybrid form?" She made an innocent face. He stood still, as did his opponent. And as he looked her in the eye he could see dread pouring from her statement.

"That... Was... Well said. Anything else I should be awa-" Further Viktor couldn't speak as a black figure lunged at him throwing him through a wall. The Admiral looked with a painful smile as the creature turned to her. She sighed as she lunged as well before making a sliding under his strike as she quickly got up in a dash and jumped to the door, only to have the creature stand there and smack her back towards Viktor whom seemed to do just fine.

"Oh lovely, stuck with you fighting some hybrid. This will be a great day!" Sarcasm sprung from her voice as she jumped backward to dodge the first strike of the hybrid, launching itself after her it struck her across the face making her drop her scimitar on the floor before delivering a downward punch sending her to her knees.

Yet from her kneeling position a uppercut powerful enough to shatter concrete made it loose all of it's advantages before having to endure punch after punch delivered with surprising accuracy and strength. The hybrid groaned, slashing out in a desperate attempt to behead his female rival. Yet it seemed she was faster then any vampire he ever fought as she made a backward leap making a full somersault in the process and landing unharmed in a combat ready stance on the ground.

She did not hiss, nor did she bare fangs. Her glare made her something even worse. Viktor charged in on the hybrid slashing a fast as he could yet it was faster letting his fist make contact with his stomach. The elder doubled over coughing before the hybrid slashed at his head bringing a ugly cut to his forehead and smacking him out of the way.

His adversary however was nowhere to be seen, here sword also gone. Concluding she had abandoned the fight. But before he could finish the elder she dropped from the sealing descending upon him cutting his back open with her sword making him howl. Slashing backward wildly trying to catch her in his claws however didn't work as planned. A carefully planned back flip was performed along with a slash to his upper body he only just able to dodge.

They stood there, at five meter length away from each other. The hybrid heavily breathing and badly cut keeping his guard up and the lady who casually started to clean her blade before sheathing it back into it's scabbard. "A pity you cannot comprehend what you are trying to destroy... Creature." It transformed back, revealing Lucian's face. "How can you be that fast?" He breathed heavily. "Why can I not kill you, vampire?" A hoarse laughter could be heard from behind the lady. "Because she isn't a vampire, Lucien!" Emelia's voice unmistakably pleased with Lucien's disarray.