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Cold laughter bubbled from Marcus's throat, echoing around the metallic chamber. His anger at Erika's intrusion melted away at the news of Michael's entry into the manor. He had hoped that Michael would come, but he did not anticapate that it would be so soon. "This is almost to easy" he stated, in a clear and audiable voice.

As more death dealers spilled into the chamber, he gave them a cold look, motioning them into the shadows as Erika had done. Motioning for Erika to follow, he moved back toward Selene. "Don't worry, it will all be over soon" he growled into Selene's ear as he leant over her, before straigtening up. His sapphire blue eyes stared coldly around the chamber, trying to pin point Micheal's position. He could feel the hybrid's power prickle along his skin as he searched.

With a snarl, Marcus turned and savagely backhand Selene once more. "Keep your mouth shut" he command her, his voice a savage bark. He laughed then, that cold and calculating sound. "Do you really think he will listen to you?" he mocked her, "he would gladly trade his life for yours, that it the beauty of it". Turning to face the cavernous room, he smirked. "You know that I will kill her without hesitation don't you?' he called, before more bubble of laughter escaped his mouth.

Selene gave a small growl as she was hit once more, recovering quickly to turn her eyes to Marcus with an icy glare. "Kill me then" she growled through gritted teeth, "just get it over with". This time, dispite the pain she rose to her feet, her arms straining against the chains that bound her. Her body screamed at her, paining pummeling her system. "Kill me" she repeated, her voice gaining strength dispite her pain.

Selene struggled in his grip, fighting to free herself. His gripped seem inpenitrable and her efforts only caused the pain flowing through her system to heighten. Ceasing her fighting she relaxed into his grasp, appeared to give in to her fate. Smiling inwardly she leaned toward him, an almost seductive growl spilling from her throat. "Why not have some fun now" she cooed into his ear, trying her best to ignore the pain that was coming from pulling against her restraints. The thought of the game she was about to play sickened her, but perhaps it would end her imprisonment here. Slowly she moved from Marcus's ear, trailing her tongue down his skin. She made small contented sounds as she went. Pausing at his neck, she swolled the lump in her throat. Pulling back slightly she gave a low growl as she plunged her fangs into his neck. Blood poured into her mouth, heavy and rich to the taste. She had heard that, like wine, vampiric blood became better with age. The thought of whose blood was pooling into her mouth brought the lump back to her throat, yet she pushed on, driving her fangs deeper into his flesh.

*Michael is about to break. Anger rose from him and it was going to get out of control. Everytime he hurd Selene's painful crys and everytime he hurd Marcus hitting her the hate and anger rose... His body fell from the statue and he stood up. His vains were pulseating with blood that rushed threw him. He grasps the statue to hold down his anger as he hurd a squad of death dealers returning to him, but it was only one of there members. Michaels handprint was printed into the statue and he jumped behind it once more. The sholder passed by and noticed the imprint with a puzzeld look on his face. Michael jumps out and grabs his neck. He searched the sholder and found a smoke gernade on him and took it. Then disarmed him with everything else. He knocked the man out and hide him behind the statue and loaded up his duel custom sami-auto desert eagles and rushed into the chamber. Michael pointed the desert eagles at Marcus ready to fire the bullets that would kill him within seconds.* "Release her!"

Selene tried in vain to reach for the hands about her throat, but the chains saw to it that she was powerless to stop the slow constirction upon her throat. Her chestnut eyes moved the Michael, silently pleading with him to leave, to save himself and leave her to this fate. Marcus's blood stained her lips, the taste still lingering in her mouth. She smiled inwardly at the savage wound on his neck, satisfied that she had hurt him in some way.

*Amorak stops just outside the gates of the mansion in a hidden area. he carfully scopes out the area looking for guards and dogs. last thing that he wants is to get into a fight this close to what he is trying to achieve. he looks to Lilith* ... ok this is the tricky part ... there is a way in over there... there and there ... the closest one to us is over there ... we can most likely get to it no problem if we time ourselves right. * he wispers to her*