Immortals (Underworld Fanfiction)

His was the inheritance of genetic experimentation that was centuries in the making, taking from the greatest of Lycan kind, enhanced through scientific research and occult knowledge. To become the apex predator, standing above all other immortals in speed, strength, and cunning.

But as it was with the brightest light, there in the deep, was cast the darkest shadow. He knew nothing of love or comfort, instead psycho-indoctrinated through endless hours of combat simulations, conditioned to endure agony and mortal wounds that would otherwise kill even the strongest of his kind. He had become immune to the effects of silver, having tasted its deadly power so many times as to become invulnerable to the greatest weakness of Lycans.

His education was no less exacting, for if he was to lead his race to the forefront, he needed not just the power contained within his body to win the war, but to harness the limitless potential in his mind.

Educated in the scope of every martial discipline known to man, Adam was a match for the Elders, in whose centuries (if not millennia) long lives have amassed a deep and personal understanding of warfare.

Still, and despite his own abilities, he was not nearly enough, not as he was. The birth of Eve, the daughter of Selene and Michael Corvin, had ripped away any further necessity from Adam.

The lycans had found a way to mass produce a species that would have the gifts of both races, from a bloodline of such concentrated power that no vampire would ever be the match of even the lowliest foot soldier. Still, the power within her was not yet matured, and could not be cultivated until she was old enough to fully realize what she was capable of.

Because of this, he was discarded, left alive only for further experimentation. His destiny as the key to lycan supremacy was destroyed utterly, and yet he could not feel the loss of what it would've meant to be the absolute best.