"No no no, come on, stay with me, please, Kassie, shhh shhh, come on, come on, stay with me, baby," Michael whispers as he places his hand on her chest, trying to stop the rapid bleeding.
"D- D- Dad- I'm- I'm sorry," Kassie gasps, her voice faint and cold.
"Baby, save your breath, please. Just focus on my eyes, Kassie, please, I'm going to heal you with my blood," Michael cries, a tear rolling down his cheek as he bites onto his wrist.
"D- Da- Dad-" Kassie faintly sighs, her eyes closing as Michael places his bleeding wrist over her mouth.
"Kassie?!" Michael screams in panic, squeezing her jaw bones to open her mouth.
Michael attempts to place his wrist over Kassie's mouth, but as he does, he realises that the bite has already completely healed on him, making Michael enraged at his own healing ability.
"FUCK!" Michael screams as he finds himself back to his feet, using his Hybrid speed to search the laboratory as quickly as he possibly can, finding only one thing in tact on one of the laboratory tables; a single, large needled syringe. "COME ON, COME ON!"
Michael slowly places the syringe deep into his jugular vein, draining crimson blood directly from his neck, filling the entire syringe before he makes his way back to Kassie. Michael stares at the pale Kassie as swings his arm upwards, right before he slams the needle of syringe deep into Kassie's chest, straight into her heart before he squeezes his blood inside. As he pulls the syringe from her chest, he watches the deep wound heal within seconds, but yet, no colour returns to her face. Michael waits for her eyes to re-open, but they don't; Kassie remains still and pale, making Michael's heart rate increase substantially.
"Moving in on Subject Zero now, Command," an Antigen soldier whispers as he and four others approach from the exit, their Antigen Assault Rifles ready to open fire.
"FREEZE, CORVIN!" Another Soldier screams, his weapon aimed at Michael's skull.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Michael roars violently, the power of his roar shaking the room, shattering the glass and white tiles that surround the room, destroying the entire lab before the soldiers can think about their next moves.
Before the Soldiers can open fire, all five are shaken vigorously as they're shot to death, the bullets tearing their lightly armoured torsos apart. Michael turns to face his saviours; members of the Vampire and Lycan clans stand before him, all armed to the teeth.
"Michael," one of the Vampires speak to their Alpha, staring at the disembowelled body of the False David. "What happened here?! These beings, are they-"
"They're not my family, not my real family at least," Michael sighs, his hand caressing Kassie's cold cheek as tears roll down his own. "Clones; beings with one purpose and one purpose alone, to murder me when I let my guard down, and they almost did- if it- if it wasn't for Kassie."
"Do you want us to take it from here?" The Vampire asks, the look of worry and remorse branded to her face. "You can take Kassie and get outta' here, give us commands and we'll make sure they're followed."
"NO," Michael growls, finding his way back to his feet, still staring at Kassie's lifeless body. "Please, take Kassie outta' here, this whole battle, It's just gotten even more personal than it was, to begin with. Please, do this for me, and your battle is over."
"Yes, Commander," the Vampire agrees, bowing her head down. "How will you get up to him? Most of the elevators are down."
"Which floor-elevators are not shut down?!" Michael snarls aggressively.
"From Sixty; Seventy is Krasper's office, and if you reach Sixty you should be able to use the elevator to his office," the Vampire explains.
"It's time I get to work then,"
Michael walks towards the corpse of the False Selene, gripping onto the handle of Lena's Father's Silver Sword; the blade sticking from the False Selene's face. Michael yanks the blade from the False Selene's face, wiping her blood from the blade before leaving not just the room; but the horrifying events that took place there. The Vampires and Lycans watch as their Alpha disappears into the stairwell of the Antigen building.
As he enters the stairwell, Michael hears the sound of Antigen soldiers screaming, followed by the sounds of Lycans or Vampires battling vigorously. He stares directly up at the many floors he now has to walk up, knowing that he could waste precious time, so he thinks of another plan; an easier plan. Michael's eyes fade to pitch black as the tips of claws begin to tear from his finger nails, his iris glowing crimson red as the claws tear completely from his nails. Michael hisses with his Hybrid teeth as he leaps onto the side of the staircase, his claws sticking to the cold cement as he scales the stairs further at each leap. He scales half of the building within seconds, seeing the extent of the war ensuing on each floor; and on most floors, Michael's army of Immortals is tearing Antigen apart. Even with their weaponry, training and overall numbers, Michael gave the Immortals something Antigen does not; the element of surprise. The thought of every remaining Immortal in Budapest attacking would have never have crossed Antigen's mind, and that's what's made the plan work. Michael reaches the floor he needed to find; Sixty, and he can already hear the sound of Antigen soldiers scatteringalong the floor, cocking their heavy weaponry. Michael uses his claws to stick to the wall cement of the stairwell before using a combination his superior Hybrid strength and his legs to push himself from the wall, making him land straight into the hallway of floor Sixty, ambushing the forces that lay waiting for him.
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From War, To Extinction
ActionA far more dangerous and powerful Michael emerges from death and into the war-zone of the Second Purge. Unsure as to where his family is, Michael wages a war against the forces that once held him prisoner, prepared to do anything to get Selene, Eve...
