Underworld: Blood Wars Page #2

because even Selene

doesn't know where she's been hidden.

Do you believe her?

Do you believe her?

I put a tracer in her companion.

Well...

that means you're not

completely incompetent.

Try and stay still.

- What is it?

- It's some sort of bullet.

It's burrowing through you

faster than you can heal.

It's self-propelled.

That's what I was trying to tell you.

These Lycans are sophisticated.

I don't know if I can remove it in time.

Well, the least you can do

is attempt to sound reassuring.

I'm going to attempt not to kill you.

That will have to do.

To whom do you want us

to offer safe haven and amnesty?

- To Selene the Death Dealer.

- The same Selene who murdered Viktor?

I need no reminder, Cassius,

of what she has done.

Shame on you, sir.

I will not hear her name spoken again.

Cassius, I share your outrage.

Whatever has possessed you?

If we don't act decisively...

the war will be at your gate

within a fortnight.

And that is precisely where it will remain.

No Lycan pack would dare

to attack our coven.

Our defenses would rip them apart.

An ordinary Lycan pack, perhaps...

but Marius has gathered a force

far more powerful than any...

Unsubstantiated hyperbole.

You need Selene.

Her prowess, her leadership,

her intimate knowledge of Lycans.

And her combat skills

are second to none.

He's right, she is the most

lethal Death Dealer we've ever had.

But she killed one of her own.

Not only the most powerful

and respected of the Elders...

her protector, who loved her

like his own daughter.

She cannot be trusted.

She has been judged.

Perhaps she can also be redeemed.

It pains me to say it,

but Thomas is right.

No warrior has proved herself

more in battle.

She would be invaluable

in our fight against Marius...

perhaps even the pivotal element

to secure our victory.

If she can be found...

and sets foot

within this precious coven...

I will hold you, Semira,

personally responsible...

- for controlling her.

- Of course.

Intruder. Intruder. Intruder.

Intruder. Intruder.

Who sent you?

Drop it.

How'd you find us?

There are only a handful

of safe houses left.

The Lycans made it rather easy.

The council of the Eastern Coven

sent me to bring you in.

- For trial?

- No.

- For your safety, and ours.

- You cannot expect me to believe that.

Every single one of them

signed my death warrant.

- Times change.

- Vampires do not.

This is from your father.

Is it authentic?

It's his seal, his handwriting.

The council has offered you clemency

and granted us both safe haven.

- Why?

- Marius.

It is the council's humble request...

that you train us

to defeat him and his army.

Move. Come on.

The signal's coming from this way.

Look, I understand you're reluctant...

but as guests of the council,

we will be protected by law.

My father wouldn't lie,

and he holds no grudge.

- He had no love for Viktor, either.

- Intruder. Intruder.

- Lycans.

- Intruder.

- We must leave.

- You should accept the council's offer.

- For Eve.

- Eve does not want my help.

I know you want to protect her.

And if we destroy Marius...

we destroy the greatest threat

to her safety.

Now.

Marius.

We just missed them.

I do not wish to hear

the word "just" again.

Either we have her or we have nothing.

Do you understand?

- Do you understand?

- Yeah.

Tango Charlie approaching.

All clear.

Perimeter secure.

- Welcome.

- Am I?

Our coven's resources

and weaponry are yours...

to transform these raw recruits

into Death Dealers worthy of your name.

Varga will be your right-hand man.

He knows all our strengths

and weaknesses.

He is also our most prolific Lycan killer

with over 40 confirmed kills.

- It's an honor.

- David, welcome.

- Thank you.

- To mark the safe arrival of our guests...

I've arranged a little soiree

in the Winter Garden.

There's really no need. Thank you.

Nonsense. There's always a need

to indulge in pleasure.

In times of war...

this coven needs moments to celebrate.

The arrival of Thomas,

David and Selene...

is reason aplenty to rejoice.

To us all.

It's good of you to offer us

sanctuary, Semira. Thank you.

It will be entirely my pleasure.

Tell me, is it true that her blood

brought you back to life?

Yes, it is.

I owe her everything.

But, if you'll excuse me,

my father requests my counsel.

Thomas was always such a bore.

Well, Semira's certainly taken

an interest in you.

Well, the interest is certainly not mutual.

We need her protection.

On the contrary,

I think I need protection from her.

The Battle of the Peste.

We thought it would be

the one to end the war...

the final conflict...

but here we are still.

I hope you see my bid for clemency

for Selene for what it is.

Well, clemency

is the least you can offer her...

after bartering her daughter

to the Lycans.

I lost so much during this war.

Believe me, I am haunted still

by all those I failed.

Well, then you must help me protect her.

She has lost even more

than we can imagine.

And she's important to me.

Marius is out there...

reeking of canine insolence,

plotting our downfall.

We do not need Selene to destroy him.

I am more than capable.

No, Varga, you are merely adequate.

It's fortunate that we're not forced

to rely on your skills for our survival.

That, my sweet...

yet unimaginative bedfellow...

is my area of expertise.

- I think you should...

- Don't think, Varga.

You'll hurt yourself.

There are other ways

to prove your devotion.

Piece by delicate piece...

the puzzle will fall into place.

Oh, yeah...

Yeah...

Don't aim where the Lycan is. Anticipate.

And remember...

a Lycan is never more vulnerable

than when he's in wolf form.

- What?

- That makes no sense.

In wolf form,

they cannot use weapons...

and their thinking

becomes much more primitive...

driven only by bloodlust.

- How many have you killed?

- I don't keep track.

I'm increasing Lycan speed

by 20 percent.

Please continue.

My pack has probed the Eastern Coven's

perimeter for weaknesses...

and there are none.

And any direct assault

would trigger the lockdown...

which makes the coven impregnable.

Even if we could break inside

without losing 90 percent of our force...

- they have fallback positions...

- This.

- That can be...

- Is this ready?

Yeah.

When we have the hybrid's blood...

we launch against the Eastern.

Find Selene, and we find her daughter.

My own invention.

One of the first things

a Death Dealer must learn...

is how to fight in a confined space.

Of course, the one thing this

training session lacks is unpredictability.

Perhaps you'll indulge me

and give my students...

I should say your students.

A lesson in combat's unpredictability.

It would not only honor us, but it

would be invaluable to their training.

- I don't...

- Please.

That's enough.

Gather round.

We are going to school you...

in the true nature of the Lycan warrior.

For the sake of this lesson,

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