Brothers

The woods were thick in certain spots outside the city. Surely they could not have been hiding here all along for she and Michael had searched the woods many times. There was a tremor in him as he walked a head of her and Selene kept her gun ready. A cold wind seemed to flow through the forest causing Selene’s coat to billow about her. Suddenly he turned toward her, his eyes wide. Selene lifted her gun as he moved toward her.



“Selene…” Before she could move the gun was ripped from her hand. She reached for the other and gasped as his arms clamped around her with a strength like nothing she had ever felt before. “You feel like power… Like a power I have never felt in a woman before. I want you. Like the power of my family.” Her eyes narrowed and she suddenly head butted him hard in the face. His head flew back but come back smiling. His arms only tightened around her and she was once again reminded of Michael. “I know you want me. How can you resist the feel of my power? How can you resist me?” She felt something slide into her mind. Slipping past her defences and deeper still…



Michael was on top of her, his warm lips on her throat, sucking gently. They were both naked her hands were trailing over the hard flesh of his back. Something was different. As his hand slipped between their bodies, over her pale stomach and down between her legs till she didn’t care anymore. A small moan escaped her and she shook as he massaged her swollen flesh, his hard knees holding hers apart. Something was wrong; she pushed up on his shoulders only to have those lips move to her left breast. She gasped as he pulled a hard nipple into his mouth. Sharp fangs scratched her and she cried out. “Michael…” She said his name as he pushed into her, stretching her. She cried out, this was not Michael! Her head was spinning like when Michael took too much blood. She couldn’t focus. “Stop.” He pulled out and then slid into her again drawing a moan from her. “Markus… No!” She gasped as his face appeared above hers.



“Selene.” He whispered her name as he started to thrust harder into her.



“Markus!” She screamed and pushed up hard on his chest. He sat up between her legs and those frightening eyes stared down at her. She thrust herself up and away from him only to have him catch hold of her and force her back down on him. She screamed half in a rage as he held her arms to her sides. Her feet pushed off the cold ground and he moved up with her, growling as her lifted her effortlessly and slammed her hard into some kind of jagged stone wall. She screamed as he continued to fuck her there, hard and fast. Her eyes glowed white as her rage built. “Stop Markus!” He growled again and she viciously tore into his exposed neck. Blood poured into her mouth and she was lost.



Blood memories. Selene was lost in his past. His memories flooded up threatening to drown her. Two young boys playing, one with red hair and one with black. Brothers… The image of Viktor arose and she gasped. Selene could feel his hate for the dead vampire. Viktor took William and locked him away and Markus was alone. The wolves were enslaved. Suddenly there was a flash of the now. Markus was speaking with a massive grey werewolf trying to calm his rage. William was staring down at the body of his dead father... Markus was carrying into her into some kind of cave-



Selene came to, screaming and still pressed hard against a rock wall. Markus, that bastard, was still inside her and panting into her shoulder. She shoved him hard and was dropped to the ground. Her head was still spinning with images of his past. He was pulling on his pants. “I want you with me Selene.” He spoke and Selene couldn’t seem to make out his words. His blood was so potent. More so than his father’s. It seemed to burn in her veins… And she wanted more… "With my blood in your veins you can walk in the day once more... As you did with my father's. Imagen a never ending supply of that... Of daylight."



The sight of the shining sun entered her mind and she couldn't help but smile. It was so beautiful. How she missed it. It had been no more than a few months before the effects of Alexander's blood had worn off and she had been burned by the sun once more. Her vision blurred as she looked to Markus. "You took too much this time. Next time it won't be so bad. Come with me Selene. I will let you return to your lover... After you have recovered. I swear it to you." He whispered the last and she cringed back as the blurred image of Markus came toward her. The world was spinning faster now. She felt his hands on her and yanked away, only to fall helplessly backward. He began to pull her clothes on dispite her struggling. "Come with me... Now."