Underworld: Blood Wars Page #3

our esteemed guest Selene...

will play the role of Death Dealer

bravely defending our fortress...

and I will take the role

of Lycan villain...

here to destroy it.

Ladies first.

Impressive.

Come on.

Come on.

Tonight's lesson:

Do not trust your opponent

to fight with honor.

They are Lycan. They have none.

Don't move.

Nightshade.

Leeches into vampire cells, usually fatal.

But for one with her strength,

there will only be pain...

followed by paralysis.

I'll kill you.

UV bullets.

Did you honestly think

I would forgive you for killing Viktor?

Varga, you have orders.

Varga!

I don't need you to train Death Dealers.

I have Varga for that.

All that I need to rule this coven...

and end the march of the Lycans

is your blood.

What about the bodies?

Sound the alarm.

Have the council find them.

Conclusive evidence of the atrocity

committed by Selene.

There's been a breach.

We need to find Selene.

- Cordoned off. Semira's orders.

- Step aside.

David.

Come.

There's more than one way

to move around this coven.

Amelia created these passageways

centuries ago.

Where does this lead?

To the private chambers,

including Semira's.

What the hell have they done to her?

Machina sanguinem exhauri.

Bloodletting.

Semira wants Selene's

most precious asset.

- This is going to kill her.

- Eventually, yes...

but it will be agonizingly slow.

Look.

This is designed to open the arteries

as wide as possible.

If we're not very careful,

we will do her more harm than good.

Careful.

Is this hers?

Yes.

Selene uses only this

particular weapon.

A known traitor within our walls.

This is precisely what I foresaw...

and what you assured me

you would prevent.

Their blood is upon your hands.

- Sir, I did everything...

- Do not speak to me.

There can be no mercy.

I want her hunted

to the ends of the Earth.

It shall be done.

And I want her captured alive.

Is that understood?

Perfectly.

- We're running out of time.

- All right, take her.

You must go north, far north.

Var Dohr.

No.

Father and son united in treason.

Carry on with Selene.

I'll deal with them.

Come on.

Go! Now!

No!

Dawn alert. 60 seconds to sunrise.

Go ahead. The sun will burn you

to ashes out there...

or you can die

with some grace in here.

They can walk in the sun.

You need to feed.

You've lost too much blood.

That child... Because he

helped that child of yours.

My son is dead. Dead.

David.

Take her now.

You must go north. Var Dohr.

Go! Now!

Thank you.

I'm very sorry

that you lost your father.

He put up a valiant fight.

It's strange to lose someone

you feel like you never really knew.

I feel the same about my mother, but...

I have almost no memory of her.

And I of Eve.

I didn't want her.

I didn't know her.

And now I've lost her.

Why do you insist on saying

that you've lost her?

She made me promise

I would never look for her...

that I would never consider myself

having a daughter.

And she was right.

Nothing good has come

to anyone I love.

You're family,

and you're all I have left.

Well, then, you really are in trouble.

You need to rest.

Selene's clearly in league

with the Lycans.

Thomas and David were complicit

in this treachery.

They walked in the sun. This alone

is evidence of Lycan collusion.

Selene must be wiped from the pages

of our proud history.

Alexia.

- We shall avenge our fallen.

- See to it that you do.

- How much nightshade did you use?

- I thought it best to err on the side...

Varga, what have we said

about you thinking?

The poison will dissipate.

I need this blood untainted,

and I need it now.

It cannot be rushed.

It must run its course.

It's definitely the car.

But no sign of where they went.

Spread out across the city.

Search everywhere.

The train at platform four

terminates at this station.

Northbound.

I will be more powerful...

than Cassius...

than any vampire in this coven.

- What news of the search?

- Selene and David are heading north.

- Of course they are.

- Your Grace?

They will run to the only

remaining coven...

to afford them safe haven:

Var Dohr, the Nordic fortress.

But Var Dohr is only a legend.

I would not give it

such an elevated status.

It is a frigid, dreary outpost

full of pathetic, peace-loving cowards.

You speak of it

as if you have actually been there.

Where do you think I was

when Viktor wasted years with Selene?

Prepare yourself.

The journey's long,

and I need you to take it alone.

I must be certain the traitor's there...

before I risk sending a full squad

of Death Dealers so far from this coven.

You need to be more careful.

You need to be more gentle.

- Have you found Selene?

- Yes.

She is headed for the Nordic Coven.

I risk everything for this.

- For you, for us.

- I know, my love.

Semira grows more insane

for power with each day.

She must be stopped.

And every day, I fear more

what she will do if we are discovered.

I cannot attack the Eastern Coven

without the blood of the hybrid.

It's too strong, even for my horde.

Selene...

She is the key to the futures

of Lycans and vampires alike.

You shall have her.

Var Dohr is just beyond that ridge.

Where is everyone?

Watching.

We come seeking sanctuary...

not to fight.

Then you've come to the right place.

My name is Lena.

Follow me.

What was that?

Some kind of trick.

You must be Selene.

Does the great Death Dealer

truly come in peace?

- I do.

- And what about this one?

This is David, son of Thomas.

Who I haven't seen

for many, many years.

You must excuse the attention.

Our coven doesn't receive

many guests, by design.

We do as we wish...

- not as others would have us do.

- And what of the Lycans?

We are too far removed

for them to take notice...

and even if they did, our climate

is quite an obstacle to warm-bloods.

This coven wouldn't exist...

- without your mother's grace.

- You knew my mother?

All vampires do, my boy.

No. My mother was low-born.

She died giving birth to me.

A falsehood, you will find,

designed to keep your true lineage safe.

- Is she still alive?

- No.

And her death

was a terrible blow to our kind.

The mourning ceremony we held

lasted for an entire month.

Such an honor

is usually reserved for a high-born...

- a Grand Elder.

- Yes.

- Amelia.

- Yes.

How could a Grand Elder

have been my mother...

and I not been told?

I have something for you.

Your father's greatest work,

infused with silver.

The Lycans will cower

from the very sight of it.

- It's beautiful.

- Thomas knew that one day...

you would be beset

by enemies on both sides...

and he was right.

David, this means that you are

the rightful heir of the Eastern Coven.

Your mother and father

spent many months...

within the safety of these walls.

Viktor grew suspicious.

Then your father spirited you away...

before Semira arrived with her troops.

- And what of my mother?

- She returned to the Eastern Coven.

The light in her eyes...

Don't try and fabricate

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