Haunted by Light and Blood

Underworld: Haunted by light ( and blood)


This is a story that I thought of when I saw the Underworld a couple of days ago.For those of you who havenÂ’t seen it, it is highly spoilerish!It is going to be very very short, just a few parts, to get it off my chest! lolIt takes place after the ending, which in my opinion was asking for a sequel! lol

Disclaimer: I donÂ’t own the characters of this story.

Underworld: Haunted by light (and blood)


Part One

Have you ever been trapped? I mean really trapped. Trapped in a situation you canÂ’t escape.
Have you ever felt that you could just stop breathing? That everything is so overwhelming and is happening so fast, that you donÂ’t even have the time to breathe?This is how I feel ever since it happened. My whole world turned upside down.

Things IÂ’ve always taken for granted like my origins, my purpose in living, my usefulness were questioned, crashed. And I realized that I had been living my life in the shade! In the dark. Not only literally but also metaphorically. My truths. My precious illusions of reality were just that... Illusions.

After the turn my life had been oriented towards two things only.Respect to the elders and getting revenge.

I had once believed that after Viktor sired me and turned me into a vampire, I had found where I belonged.. A new purpose in living. Though my family were killed by the Lycons, I was not alone. Or at least that is what I thought, for Viktor had taken me under his wing at that difficult time of my life.

He looked after me and trained me to become one of the Chosen ones. One of the fighters against the Lycons. I was strong and fast and fearless, for Viktor had taught me how to think ahead, how to plan and scheme and create strategies none could defeat.

This is what has kept me alive for so long! What has kept US alive for so long.

Michael has changed so much. He is no longer the weak human I witnessed being chased by Lycons at the subway. He is not even the man who couldnÂ’t understand how important his blood was for his survival. Lucian knew that only MichaelÂ’s blood could maje the union of our two species work.

Though at first he did not welcome the burden of LucianÂ’s tribe Messiah, he has grown to accept his responsibilities.

Often I wonder what would have happened if Lucian hadnÂ’t bitten him. Then Michael wouldnÂ’t have turned into a Lycon and we the vampires wouldnÂ’t have run after him. Probably he would have continued his life as a regular human and he would have died without ever knowing what he could make happen.

Perhaps we would never have met, since I, as a soldier would never have troubled myself with a human. We would never have fallen in love.

That is so ironic. I never thought I could fall in love. Ever since my family were murdered, there was nothing else on my mind other than find and kill as many Lycons as possible. Even when Craven had shown me his love, I had gotten so upset, though he was a prominent figure in our vampire community.

In my mind, I had not time for this. But my heart had other plans.

No, it wasnÂ’t love at first sight. At least I donÂ’t think so.

When I first came across Michael, or rather when I went looking for him, I felt strange. Being in the house of a human. Looking through his stuff. Meddling with his life. I felt so strange and somehow I was reminded of own life as a human, not so long ago and still hundreds of light years away. My life now was so different from back then. Now I was only a soldier.

When I grabbed him by the neck, I could feel his fear in my heart. I could hear his heartbeat, his breathing. He was so confused and it touched me.

His life was in my hands and for the first time in a long while, I cared for something more that just getting the job done. Realizing that he was bitten by a Lycon and that there was no turning back, infuriated me.

Secretly I had envisioned a possibility according to which he would be at my side instead of Craven.

I didnÂ’t trust Craven and I was proven to be right in the end.

He only wanted power and to rule and he didnÂ’t care about the consequences to the rest of us. He wanted me to be his queen, but IÂ’d rather die killing Lycons.That is before I found out that they werenÂ’t responsible for my familyÂ’s deaths, after all. Viktor, my own mentor whom I respected like a father had done it.

My rage was indescribable. The feelings of anger, injustice and betrayal were overwhelming.

But at that particular moment, I felt so sad, so alone and destroyed, set apart from everyone else.

I didnÂ’t belong anywhere. Just like Michael, the poor human who was slowly turning into a monster, a Lycon and was dying next to me. I couldnÂ’t take that! I snapped. I felt we were connected in our sorrow and I did the unthinkable. I bit him just as Lucien had instructed. I bit him betraying my beliefs, despite my scruples, myself! I bit him.

And something miraculous happened. Something that delivered us all. Michael became that unique species. He became the Messiah Lucien had envisioned he would be. The one who could put an end to the ancient war between our species. Between my kind, the vampires and LucianÂ’s kind, the Lycons.

Now Michael is half-Lycon, half-vampire, but stronger, faster and better than both species.

If it was up to him, this war would have ended long ago, but our species have been at war too long to stop now.

It has been said that our species feeds on blood. That is only partially true.

We also feed on hatred.

We mostly feed on hatred.

And no matter how hard we need to fight, no matter how long we will have to run away from the fighters of my kind and MichaelÂ’s, Michael and I, Celine of the vampires, are going to put a stop to that!