Selene sat atop a roof, and glared at the glittering city of Los Angeles. She was a tall woman with pale white skin and long black hair. Her eyes were a dark brown. She was clad from head to toe in black leather. To the casual observer, she looked like a woman in her twenties. She was a lot more than that. Selene was a vampire. Not just any vampire but a Death Dealer.
Death Dealers were vampires trained in the hard task of hunting down werewolves and ending their lives. Selene had once been sent to Los Angeles by the replacement of Victor, the master vampire who sired her centuries ago. Apparently, there was a strange presence in Los Angeles. It has been a year since Selene killed Victor, the master. She had fallen for a young man named Michael Corvin. Michael Corvin was a young man with a rare blood type that made him an ideal candidate for becoming the first of a new order of being, half vampire and half Lycan (werewolf).
Kraven, a vampire who was also a member of Selene's clan had betrayed the vampire community and served Lucian, the leader of the Werewolves. The conflict revolved around who could get their hands on Michael first. Selene had feelings for Michael and wouldn't let either side hurt him. She ended up killing Victor to save him.
That made her the Hunted. The vampire communities around the world knew her as a traitor and they would hunt her to the ground and kill her. She was homeless. A solitary female vampire wandering around the world, loathed and hunted by her own kind. Michael Corvin, the man she loved had changed. He'd become half Lycan and half vampire. A rather strange creature that had the raw strength and speed of a Lycan and a vampire's ability to regenerate. He was immune to silver and sunlight. He could trigger the transformation in himself whenever he wished. Yet most of the time, he chose to remain in human form.
The Lycan Breed had accepted Michael as its leader. This had been the dying wish of Lucian, the Lycan leader who sought someone like Michael for centuries. Selene knew she couldn't stay with Michael. They were both targets for the vampire community. She had to stay away. This was the reason why she was in Los Angeles right now.
Selene had been waiting for her pursuers. They were both vampires. She sensed them long before they sensed her. A tall, muscular black man who had been in his late thirties when he was turned into a vampire. His name was Kent. There was a blond-haired young vampire female with him. Selene knew her to be Lara. Kent and Lara had been a couple in the early 1970s. It was Jackson who changed them from humans into vampires. Jackson was a vampire and a member of Selene's clan. He had been recently killed by the Lycans. Selene turned around, and faced them. "Return from whence you came and you live to see another night," she said.
Kent looked at her. "Big words, coming from a traitor." he said boldly.
Lara looked at Selene with disgust. "Lycans are animals, how could you love one of them?" she asked.
Selene was angry. More than once, her affection for Michael Corvin had made her the object of scorn by the vampires. "My business is my business, just do yours." she said.
With that, Selene whipped out her pistols and fired. Kent was hit by the bullets. He howled in pain and went down. Lara saw her mate fall and shrieked, charging Selene. She came at Selene with a sword. Selene dodged back, narrowly avoiding getting her head chopped off. She shot at Lara, and the female vampire always cut off her hand with a swipe of the blade. Selene changed tactics and lashed out with a kick, kicking out Lara's legs from under her. Lara went down and Selene shot her twice in the chest. The bullets were made of lead and were not lethal to vampires. But they would hurt like hell, even though vampiric bodies healed a hundred times faster than those of humans. Selene shot Kent three more times. She knew their wounds would not be noticeable in a few hours. But they would hurt like hell, she told herself.
Selene leapt into the night once more. She knew that the vampire community of Los Angeles had been alerted of her presence. There would be hundreds of them if not thousands out looking for her. She had to leave. She leapt from building to building, and just moved the way only vampires could. She had to go but where?
The Great Clan to which she once belonged had ties everywhere... except maybe... Nah.
Elsewhere...
Michael Corvin went back to his apartment. It had been a year since his life had changed so much that he could hardly recognize himself. A year ago, he was a medical school student trying to make ends meet. He just wanted to make it and accomplish his goals.
Then, he met Selene. The strikingly beautiful female vampire. She introduced him to the world of the night, to the vampires and Lycans who fought for supremacy over the planet Earth. Humanity thought these creatures were the stuff of legend. They were anything but. Sometimes, Michael thought it was all a bad dream. But no. It was real.
He stood before his mirror, for once glad to see only his reflection. He began to shave and accidentally cut himself. He yelled in pain and the pain caused him to lose control and he transformed...in a flash he went from a tall, good-looking young man to a hairy, hard-skinned, dark creature with eyes that were completely black and long claws. A cross between a Lycan and a vampire. The Abomination.
He willed himself back into human form. He sighed with relief when he did. He hated the change.
Michael Corvin was unaware that he was being watched. The one that watched Michael was a petite young woman with dark brown hair and pale brown eyes. Her skin was a pale bronze color. Her name was Nicole Brennan. She was one of the Lycans. "Yo, I just saw him change." she said.
The one she was talking to was a tall, slim man with spiky black hair and pale white skin. His name was Kenny Beith. Kenny Beith and Nicole Brennan were Lycans assigned to watch newcomer Michael Corvin.
"What is he?" Nicole asked her friend.
"A half vamp, half dog freakapalooza." Kenny said.
Nicole playfully punched him on the arm. "I can see that but how the hell does that happen?"
They were in a car parked outside the building where Michael Corvin had taken residence. They had been watching Michael Corvin for a long time. The Lycan communities from all over the world were talking about the death of Master Lucian and how his dying wish had been that Michael become the Great One.
The Great One was the leader of all the Lycan people across the world. Lucian had held that title for centuries. Lucian was a purebred Lycan. He was born as one. Both Nicole and Kenny were nascent Lycans. Nicole had been born in 1934. She was nineteen years old when a Lycan named Joseph Hubert walked into her town of Chicago, Illinois and made her one of his own. He bit her and three nights later she became a Lycan. She gained the Lycan's strength, speed and agility. Lycans also lived longer than humans. A Purebred Lycan could live close to a thousand years. It was she who sired Kenny.
Kenny Beith was once a U.S. army soldier. He'd come home dying back in 1945. She changed him into a Lycan. He became her friend and constant companion. Neither of them had aged a day since they became Lycans.
Though they were old in human years in spite of looking and feeling like young human beings, they were quite young by Lycan standards. Nicole and Kenny were cohorts of a Lycan master named Phebus. He ordered them to keep an eye on Michael Corvin, the one who had been responsible for the death of Victor, a master vampire who had been a deadly killer of Lycans for many centuries.
