Markus-Underworld Reborn

Author's Note: I am really sorry that I havent updated this story in almost a year but I have become very dissapointed with how I wrote this story, so I have decided that I will be deleting and rewriting it. To all my reviewers, Im having writers block so I am going to rewrite this story and add to it. It will have the same plot but with more bonuses and of course, it will be better writen. Please comment and I promise, I will finish it for you guys!!! Just give me a little time

Sitting in this cold corner, I wondered what the hell was going on. Bleeding, hurt, starving and dying inside I closed my eyes and remembered how this all began

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Throwing my cloths in the suitcase still wearing the black dress from my son’s funeral and all the while listening to my husband begging me to stay.

“Laurence, I can’t stay in this horrible state or in this home anymore knowing that my little boy is dead.” Wiping yet another tear from my burning cheek! I threw the divorce papers onto the bed and just looked in my crushed husband’s eyes.

I loved my husband but could not bear to live in a home when my son wasn’t there and the fact that my husband was careless in that car 2 weeks ago from our fighting and taking our boy away from me, then getting in a wreck that ultimately killed my 5 month old son. The last thing I remembered was the tears my son wailed out to me when Laurence snatched him away from me and I despised it. So along with the funeral arrangements I went to a lawyer, drew up the divorce papers, signed them and now they laid on the bed waiting on Laurence to sign them.

“Why, Ann? Can’t we work this out?” He said, choking on the words.

“No, You bastard! This is all your fault! If you could have controlled your temper and just talked things out instead of taking my baby away and killing him, Then maybe we wouldn’t be in this predicament, but we are. Not only that, your facing vehicular manslaughter and I don’t want to be around a killer. Fuck you!!!”

With that I grabbed the final bag, threw it in the taxi and left. I didn’t even look back. I was so hurt and enraged from all that happened in that few short weeks that I wanted no part in this life. So I booked my flight to Romania and set off to my new life. Once arriving, I made a promise not to get involved with another man and after living there for a few short months, getting a data entry job at a bank and getting my permanent residency license, I had done well to stay to myself, working then coming home to my small but comfortable flat in the outskirts of the city.

That is when I met Ontario. He was this mysterious creature and I had run into him at a bar. After all this, I hadn’t spoken to anyone but there was something about this guy who intrigued me. He had short brown hair and he never really looked me in the face when he spoke. He told me how pretty I was and he wanted to know what an American girl like me was doing deep in Europe. I never really told him much and that is when he slipped me a small card. “Maybe we can speak more there, dear” He said to me. The card said ‘Dark’ event not for the light of heart. On the back it gave Ontario’s name and the time and place of this event. I had seen Ontario only at night but not long enough to speak with him. He seemed nice enough with his soft voice and his inviting good looks. So I decided to go to this event. Maybe I could understand why he intrigued me.

A week had passed and it was time for this grand event. I had dressed simply in a long white flowing skirt, knee high, black, low cut blouse with mary janes. Not quite the best attire but I felt pretty enough. I let my long blonde hair down, straightened it and gave it a bit of curl at the ends. I even put on makeup and a bit of jewelry. Stepping into my little jaguar, I started to drive to the party that Ontario wanted me so badly to come to.

Pulling up to the home, I was nearly astonished. The house looked like an old monastery. It seemed like those little comfy places I saw on TV. I was escorted in the entrance hall which was dimly lit with candles in there holders. The floor was covered with dark black marble tile and the walls were stone but lavishing covered with antique artwork, dark draperies and lined with Victorian chairs and small tables. The ceiling was high and arched in oddly angled arches in which met into cast iron chandeliers. All I had to do was follow the sound of voices and deep music to the main hall which looked a lot like the main entrance but with a bar, more black and red drapes, chairs and bed like things. I sat at the bar and got some wine and decided that I should look at the scenery while enjoying the music. It was so dark and the beautiful bodies and the smell of sex, blood, drugs and cigarettes with the mix of my strong wine. I became highly intoxicated. Dazed and slightly out of it. I saw Ontario.

“Hello Ann. Welcome to my little get together. I hope that you are having fun.” This was the first time that he had ever looked me dead in the face when he spoke and I noticed his beautiful gray eyes. Before I could respond, He was squatted between my legs pulling my skirt up above my knees, not exposing anything but enough for quick access if he had chosen with his face buried into my neck, planting gentle kisses. I knew that it was wrong, it felt good but I just started my period and I couldn’t do anything with this man. I pushed him away, telling him no but he simply took my hand and took me to one of those little beds that was placed secretly behind one of those dark curtains.

“Stay with me for awhile Ann! I can give you something that will change your life. Something that will take away your pain.” Speaking as he pushed me hard to the soft pillows. I became overwhelmed when he lay with me, pulling at one of my curls. The way he looked at me was almost like a drug. I decided not to do anything but he didn’t like that idea. He snatched my arm and said almost angry like...

“Where do you think your going?”

I became scared and struggled against his advances. I began to realize what was going on. Threw the dark shear curtains, the people were turning into these creatures. They looked a lot like wolves but they stood on two feet and way to odd to be of anything of this world. He pulled me closer, turning into like the rest of them, ripping opening my blouse that I chose not to wear a bra with. I didn’t have to. It had a little padding in it. The only thing that it held it on me was the straps that hooked around my neck. I soon regretted this party and what I wore because it exposed my back. He quickly dug his claws into my back and slammed me into a table, pushing me on it. My long skirt was almost too far up. He looked at me in an enraged way growling at me.

“What’s the matter Ann, you don’t want to have fun! Grinning, his mouth full of fangs as he said this. I cried at the pain in my back. He stepped closer between my legs, coming close to ripping my neck open. I knew that I had to do something. I looked over and saw one of those candle stick holders and smashed it into his face. He growled and stepped back a step or two. I knew I didn’t have much time so I quickly ran out of the draped area of the room and saw the other humans being feasted on the animals. Ontario called at me “You can run, dear, but you can’t hide for long. You will be mine!”

I ran to the area that I thought was the entrance hall but it had been shut and bolted so that I couldn’t get out. I searched for an exit and saw threw a set of curtains a long corridor. I ran down that hall, checking all the doors until I found one that was unlocked. I ran inside, bolted it shut and shoved a near by steal table in front of it. I knew it wouldn’t hold the monsters off long but it could buy me some time. I looked around the new found room and found it to be some type of surgery room. I saw several scalpels on a prep table, Shelves of medicines, surgery table and guns. I saw a boarded window behind deep drapes. I found a pole and busted the window completely out. Hoisting myself up seeing if I could jump but it was too high. I would either die or wounded so bad that the monsters would get me. So I got down and looked around and found surgical tape and chain. I grabbed all the scalpels and taped them to the poles end and then bound it with chains to secure them. This could help me. I grabbed the gun and a few clips but the bullets looked strange, they seemed to have liquid blue stuff in them. I thought it would have to do. Finding a whip, I hoisted it onto my shoulders and readied myself for anything. The monsters were coming. I could here them beating on the door. I knew it was only a matter of time.

The door didn’t hold for very long. Three of the wolf creatures were there. I shot them with the gun. It hurt them but didn’t kill them. It just knocked them down. I hurried and stabbed the creatures with my sharp pole, killing them. I didn’t wait to get surrounded in that room. I ran to the main hall, unloading my clip. It wasn’t many of them. They fell and I knew it was only a matter of a time before them came back to get me. Working quickly, I finished as many as I wounded. I ran out of ammo quickly. There were too many. So I worked with my whip, using it to stun the creatures enough to finish them off. None were left, none that I could see. I busted the windows in the main hall waiting for daylight. Then came Ontario. He gashed my arm because he was unfazed by my whip. So I gouged my pole in him from his chest to his back. He fell quickly. The sun was rising and I knew it would be over for now. In the mean time, I waited till full day light to finish off the ones that hid.

Exhausted and overcome by the fight. I was so scared that more would come and try to find me because all the exits where shut off and I couldn’t find anything to help me get away. So I sat in the corner and waited. Nothing came for three days.


So here I am just waiting to die. Wondering what will happen. I let the tears flow freely. I really didn’t sign up for this, especially to become food for those monsters. Hoping to be saved

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“My lord Markus, there has been a lycan killing in lower Romania.” A young vampire guard spoke.

Markus was lost in thought, sitting at the head seat of a large wooden dinning table. Rubbing at his short beard he thought of a solution of the monsters his brother William had created.

“Go fetch William for me.” He spoke as he folded his hands, placing his face in them. He hadn’t fed this evening and it was time to get food.

“Yes my lord. Would you like me to get you something to eat sir?” he spoke nervously.

“No, I will get that myself. You just do as you’re told.” He snapped back and with that the guard was gone.


What have you done William? He thought to himself. He knew that his brother had created these monsters and yet did nothing to fix it. Markus had become a hybrid and that was far stronger than William and he knew he had to control his brother’s rampage if he was going to reign in his land. William walked, unsure of what his brother wanted. Though they had like minds, he was scared of his bother’s new hybrid powers.

“There has been a lycan rampage in southern Romania, William. Was this of your doing? He spoke quickly and sternly. William just shook his head no.

“Well then, go find the house and clean up the mess. This is, after all your kind and I will not tolerate this beastly attitude. You must contain yourself! Markus spoke to his brother in a quick tone.

“I can do that.” William said and walked out, getting ready to clean up the mess that these new measly lycans had wrought on citizens.

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Suddenly I heard speaking, banging and foot steps coming closer to the entrance. I readied my weapon, waiting for the attack. Then came in soldier type men with big guns pointed into my face. Then came a stern looking man, no older than 30 with black hair, short beard and bright silver eyes. “Stop!” He told the others as I cowered closer into my corner. “She is human, I can smell her blood.” He said. I saw that he had teeth like Ontario’s and knew he was one of them but he was different somehow. The others ran off in search of anyone else and the man came closers. I picked up my weapon, ready to attack. He took it from me easily like I was a small child.
“There is no need for that; your weapon cannot kill me!” He spoke with his deep voice. He smiled at me and it was like he was hypnotizing me. The guards came back announcing that they were all dead.

“Is that what you killed them with?” asked the leader.

“Yes” I could barely speak the words. “Smart move, werewolves can be killed with silver, which is what is in your little weapon” he spoke with a smile

“I had a gun with blue stuff in it. It hurt them but didn’t kill them. I used this to hope it would finish them off.” I told him

“That’s brave of you. The blue stuff is UV rounds. That kills vampires not lycans or what you know them as, werewolves.”

One of the guards was sending a signal back to base. He turned to William and said “The Master wants to see the human survivor.”

“Very well then, Come child.” Lifting her up by her good arm “Time for you to tell my brother what you have done. Maybe he will have mercy on you and spare your life” Walking me out of the building and into a car.

“Is he a lycan like you?” I asked, hoping not to offend this scary creature. “Oh no,” he said laughing a bit “I serve my brother, he is….different. You will soon learn. Now hush.” He said with thoughts in his eyes.

I looked out the window and soon fell asleep. Exhausted from my battles. I just wanted to die. I couldn’t get away from these creatures and I couldn’t understand what they wanted.

When I awoke it was almost dawn. night time but close to light, really. The guards pulled me out of the vehicle and bound me in chains behind my back and brought me up to the doors of this great big Victorian Castle. I stayed quite so not to offend these people as they walked me through an entrance corridor that was basically bare, similar to the one in the other house but then I was in this large chamber room.

There weren’t any windows in here but lavishing curtains hung from the sides of the wall. There were large black marble columns leading to a throne like thing. The throne was sat upon a platform that was about six steps from the main floor. The guards sat me down at the base of the bottom step. They all left. I was left their alone. A light shone from an overhead like light in the ceiling onto the throne. I was so scared I was shaking. I just knew I was going to die. All the guards soon came back, William in the front. He stepped up to me and grabbed me by my pulled up hair, something I had done earlier, and told me to bow to my new master. He planted my face to the floor. I was already on my knees, bond in chains and now treated like a slave. I could hear someone stepping up those steps. Assuming that it was this master they spoke of. I heard him sit down and waited on my fate while I let my tears flow.
William spoke from the shadows “Miss, this is your master, Lord Markus”


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