The LeCapri and DeLuna Chronicles (Luka and Regina)

Lost

Chapter One: Lost

"Mother?" called fifteen year old Luka LeCapri as he entered into the dingy hut he and his mother resided in.

He was met with an eerie silence.

"Mom?" he repeated, now nervous. That was when he noticed the empty bottles of whiskey and bourbon strewn about the floor.

He sighed. Ever since he had turned thirteen, his mother's drinking habit had steadily gotten worse...now that he was fifteen, she got drunk every day, it seemed.

He stepped further into the room and noticed his mother's still, passed out form on the floor, lying in a puddle of vomit and urine. He sighed again.

"Mom," he whispered, as he knelt down next to her, not caring if there was bodily fluids on the floor...he was used to it.

"Mom," he whispered again, albeit a bit louder, "Wake up. Come on, mom, this is no way to live. Mom? Wake up please. Mom. Mom!"

Selene LeCapri groaned and turned away from her son.

Luka huffed impatiently before reaching a hand out and touching her shoulder, rolling her onto her back.

Selene awoke with a muffled scream of terror.

"NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!" she shrieked, stumbling to her feet.

Luka was stunned. He had never seen his mother behave this way before. Ever.

"Mom, calm down, its just me," he said, slowly rising from the floor.

She backed away, eyes hazy and dilated with drunken fear. She whimpered.

Luka's heart wrenched, seeing his mother's terror, he stepped forward with the intent to comfort her.

"NO! STAY BACK!" she screamed.

Luka drew back, shocked.

"Mom, it's me...Mom, it's Luka, your son. Come on mom, please snap out of it!" he cried, anguish clear in his voice and manner.

He tried to step forward again. And once more, Selene screamed in fright and scrambled away, her back against the wall, her breathing shallow and frantic, eyes darting from side to side as if she were a caged animal, looking for a way out.

"Mom!" whispered Luka, "Please!"

He stepped forward, ignoring Selene's shrieks and attempts to escape and tried to draw her into his arms.

Selene recoiled and screamed as if she were being murdered.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! NOO, RICHARD! PLEASE!" she sobbed, struggling in Luka's arms, fighting tooth and nail to get free.

"Mom! Please! Mom please stop! You're scaring me!" cried Luka, tears blurring his vision.

Selene finally broke free and with a hiss, she snatched up one of Luka's hunting daggers.

"Stay away, Richard!" she screamed.

"I'm not Richard! Mom, please, it's me! Please snap out of it! Please believe me!" he pleaded, a sob catching in his throat.

"LIES!" she shrieked, "GET AWAY FROM ME NOW, RICHARD! I WON'T...I WON'T BE RAPED BY YOU AGAIN! I WON'T FALL PREGNANT AGAIN WITH YOUR DISGUSTING SPAWN! I WON'T!"

"What?! Mom--"

"I'D RATHER DIE!" she screeched again.

Luka was shocked into silence...until his mother raised the dagger.

"NO! MOM!" he screamed in horror as time seemed to slow and Selene brought down the dagger. He started forward, frantic to get to her in time, but it was too late. Time sped up once again and in the blink of an eye, it was all over. Selene's angelic face was set in a grim smile as she fell, the dagger protruding grotesquely from her chest...right where she had stabbed herself in the heart.

"No! Mom..." whispered Luka brokenly, falling to his knees beside her.

And as Luka LeCapri gathered his mother's corpse into his arms and sobbed, a part of him died.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~Seven Years Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Luka smirked triumphantly as he ran his blade through one of his opponents, reveling in the spray of blood. His opponent's mate gave a cry of rage and sorrow before charging at him. Luka's blade soon clashed against hers and he laughed mockingly while dodging the woman's blows with experise. She soon tired and Luka quickly won the fight, finishing her off.

Only then did Luka become aware of anything other than his bloodlust.

The sun was rising, although it was hard to tell what with all of the smoke rising from the burning village. Bodies littered the blood soaked earth and the sky was streaked black, orange and gray as the blood red sun rose over the burning village. Luka sheathed his blade, ready to turn and leave when suddenly, an old woman appeared before him.

The woman was stooped with age and wrinkles adorned her leathery face, but there was a kindness and sympathy in her eyes that stayed Luka's hand, preventing him from drawing his blade.

"Luka LeCapri," she said in an unusually melodic voice for someone so old, "You have suffered much. The world was cruel to you and in return, you have tried to destroy it as best you can. You have lost all faith in humanity and are therefore content to slaughter them like cattle. But in your vengeance, you have lost something very important: your heart. What was once vengeance and anger has turned to insanity and poisonous rage. Bloodlust runs through your veins and your addiction to killing is the very thing that is tearing your soul apart. But where most people would condemn you to death for your sins, I have seen the pain in your eyes and I will, instead, give you a second chance at life and love. A new beginning."

With that, the woman's old milky eyes turned pure black, then white, and before Luka could protest or question her, the world melted away.

In the blink of an eye, Luka was in a strange place.

That was when he heard the scream.

AN: Well there's the first Chapter of Luka's story! Hehe, Vote, comment, tell me what you think! Okay?