"Okay," Michael agreed reluctantly as he came out of the trees. "Much trouble?" He asked Edward aloud, setting Beatrice on her feet by Hannah.
"Who?" Michael questioned.
"You know someone stronger?" Michael asked.
"Yes," Michael answered. "Power is what he likes, and Dracula is supposedly the most powerful vampire here."
"I won't," Michael sighed. "She's dead. Marcus killed her. That's why I'm hunting him."
"Her name was Selene," Michael began quietly. "She was a vampire and the love of my life, I was a human and nothing to her. I was bit several times by the leader of a pack of werewolves who rivaled Selene's coven. I was badly injured after saving her life after many other... events occured.... In return, she saved mine and made me the first hybrid of a vampire and a werewolf. A lycan, as her elders said."
"It's a very good thing," Michael answered. "She was an amazing vampire...."
Michael sighed. "I barely know you, so it might be out of line for me to say this, but you remind me of someone I held very dear to me. Not in your looks, but your attitude."
"That's a story for another time," Michael picked up Beatrice while she was distracted. "If you promise to think this through, I'll tell it to you." He already regretting the promise, but he couldn't stand to see the sweet, young, blond girl in his arms become anything like Marcus. One by one... slowly but surely.... Could this Lestat character be working with Marcus?
"Beatrice," Michael held on to her arms. "You need to be concerned with yourself. Is this good for you? Don't do something you'll regret later. You're going to be around for a long time; you don't want regret on your shoulders."
"Think it through," Michael told Beatrice, seeing the look in her eyes. "Be sure about what you're going to do, and what will happen afterwards." He gently brushed a strand of her light blond hair out her face.
Michael firmly placed his hands on Beatrice's shoulder. "Tell me what you want, Beatrice. Truthfully."
"You don't look well," Michael noted. "Are you sure you want to be alone?"
"Who was with you?" Michael asked, allowing Beatrice to move a bit away from him.
"Beatrice!" Michael's eyes melted back to their soft brown. He wrapped his arms around her. "What happened?"
"Beatrice!" Michael called out.
Michael closed his eyes and focused on the noises of the forest. He let his feet guid him towards Beatrice.
Michael followed Edward, keeping his pace. "You go to Hannah. I'll go to Beatrice."
Michael bowed his head to Anna, Carl, and Van Helsing. "Excuse us. There's something that Edward and I have to attend to."
OOC: go edward..... >>
