Underworld Sues

Sun, 02 Nov 2003 06:41:14 GMT

TITLE: His Princess

PERPETRATOR: living dead gurl

FULL NAME: Sonja

SPECIES: Human

CONNECTIONS TO CANON: According to the summary: "..meets a girl who looks like Sonja and even has the same name."

NOTES: It starts off with that looks like could be a good fic with a little polishing. Then the character possession and movie rewriting begins. The end of the prologue and then the first chapter is where it just descends into the flames. Word of advice, don't apologize for the spelling errors and make Word excuses. Beta. Beta now.

Lucian's thoughts were interupted when he heard the engines of a speeding car. He shook his head in shame, probably some dumb teenaged boy showing of his car to his girl friend. Something caught his eye a women crossing the street, Lucian's increased sense of sound could hear the engine of the car speeding faster. Then he realized that that women could actually be in danger.

His Lycan speed allowed him to travel faster then an ordinary human. He pushed the women aside and before the car smashed into him sending him over the top of the car before hitting the ground like the time Selene had hit him with her car a few days back. He hit the ground with a thud. The red sports car continue to speed away, probably in fear of being sued because he hadn't stopped at a stop sign.

Sonja's eyes were full of tears, how could she be so careless? The least damage possible would be various broken bones if he was lucky. She raced to his side while sobbing. She shook him hoping to get a reaction. To her surpise he was still breathing. Lucian sat up and rubbed the back of head. He was slightly dazed by the impact.

"Y-Your still alive? Thank god!" Sonja stuttered before whipping the remaining tears from her face. Lucian vision finally returned to normal. He glanced at Sonja and gasped deeply. The women he had just saved looked exactly like his dear Sonja. He cluched the pendant around his neck thankful that it wasn't damaged.

"What is your name?" He demanded being slightly rude about it. Sonja, however, didn't care if he was rude. He was lucky to be only bruised by such an impact. Somehow she didn't believe that he was still alive. She slowly brought herself back to reality and answered his question, "My name is Sonja."

Lucian was surpised that her name was exactly the same as his lost lover that Victor had killed so long ago. Could this really be Sonja? No she couldn't be she died century's ago, he watched her die their was absolutely no way that she could still be alive. Then a crazy thought came to his mind. Could she actually be the riencarnation of Sonja. "Are you alright mister that car had to be going atleast 80 miles per hour?"

"I'm fine. I was more worried about you." Lucian replied rubbing his fingers across a gash on his forhead. Then he remembered he hadn't introduced himselve to Sonja. "I'm Lucian, I just moved to America today."

Sonja glanced at his face, it looked very familiar. She was going to ask if she new him before, but figured she hadn't since he had only moved to America today. Suddenly she remembered that she had College to attend. She felt really awful about leaving him, but she couldn't miss school besides he said he was okay. "Well maybe we'll meet again the future. I really need to go now."

He watched the women disappear from his veiw before he stood up and dusted himself off. He was thankful that she wasn't hurt, but he wished that she would have stayed with him longer. She reminded himself of his old lover. She looked the same and even had the same name. He tried to brush his crazy thoughts from his mind, Sonja died long ago he didn't want start believing something that couldn't possibly be true.

Sat, 01 Nov 2003 04:44:16 GMT

I know.

But where was last week's Sue?

I spent the last week in a mix of being sick and buried under papers. As for this one... holiday.

But I promise, I will give you a dose of horror post Halloween.

Sat, 18 Oct 2003 04:31:39 GMT

Here's a winner.

TITLE: fatal attraction

PERPETRATOR: amber eyes wolf

FULL NAME: Destiny *gags*

SPECIES: I'm not sure on this one. Seems a lot like a vampire, yet mortal. I think she's one of those really special humans. The first paragraph gave me a headache.

EYES: "Big red brown with licks of amber flame around her midnight black pupil"

HAIR: "soft red brown curls fell half way down her back"

POSESSIONS: A large collection of silver knives, wrist shieves, two guns with silver bullets... always the two guns. Pretty much an arsenal. Of course.

CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Daughter of Amelia and Selene's bestest friend. Oh, and Corvin blood naturally.

SPECIAL ABILITIES: Seems friendly with all the right people and just happens to have an arsenal on hand at the perfect moment. Doesn't that just work out nicely. Oh yes, and "a tendency to dismiss her own injuries so she could take care of others. Destiny was way to selfless."

NOTES: This fic feels like it could be used to set up an Underworld Sue Litmus test. It's got a number of the classic Sue traits from the eyes to the relation to a canon character(though a very minor role in the movie but not the plot its self) to the inevitable attempted mirroring of Selene. After I got through the horrible spelling, it became clear very quickly that this is one of those blatant self insertion fics. If anyone wants me, I'll be over there. Retching.

"For centuries, Vampires and Werewolves have been locked in an ancient blood fued. We, the vampires elslaved the Lycans and they retailiated, or so we think. Digging into the past is out-lawed. No longer did the moon hold them sway. The lycans did not need the full moon to transform, they did it at will. They say vampires are a myth, how I wish they were. Don't even know what we're fighting for. I remember nothing of my past, few vampires don't remember. I know only what Marcus told me. He said that I was the daughter Amelia and mortal. The mortal was bitten by a werewolf. I am the only surving one out of ten. We don't know who the mortal was, probably a corvin or else I couldn't have been born. It doesn't matter now. Some say death is the ultimate punishment, I live for it."
The vampire leapt form the top of the tower and landed on high heeled boots perfectly. No one seemed to notice the black leather beauty. Her soft red brown curls fell half way down her back. Big red brown with licks of amber flame around her midnight black pupil adorned her beautiful pale as death face. Soft, full red lips added to the delicious picture.
She walked steadily down the street and retrieved a set of shiny gold keys from her pocket. She elegantly entered the sleek black car, the engine roared into life and the vampire speed away not leaving a trace of her existence. Inside the car she grabbed her shiny red flip out cell phone and used the voice dial.
"Nick, I found it," She said a huge grin blooming on her face, making it more beautiful.
"No!" he said form the other line.
"Tell Marcus, the lycan hideout has been located." *******************************************************************
The vampire parked her car outside of a wawa and dug around in the back of her car.
"Ya know I can never find regular clothes when I need them," she growled as she pulled out a black happy bunny tee-shirt that said, I know how you feel I just don't care, and a leather jacket. She changed into her favorite shirt and shrugged on the leather jacket. She left the car and strode into the wawa.
"It's been quiet a while destiny," the store manager, Rolf said as she came in. He was young and very tan, with blonde hair and light blue eyes. Lots of girls came here just to see him.
"It's not easy to get my ass up of the couch wolf boy," she said teasingly as she ordered her usual shortie.
"Really what's up?" he asked.
"aww nothing much,"
"Still single?" said Rolf with a suggestive look.
Destiny, sortie, lots of chips and liter bottle of soda in hand put the items on the counter and gave Rolf a yeah right look.
"Kiss my ass," she snorted.
Rolf rolled his eyes, "people can take that the wrong way you know," Destiny laughed at her friends sarcasm.
"I know you do! See ya Rolfie boy,"
"Don't forget me Juliet!" he yelled back. It was a running joke with them.
"Fear not fair Romeo, I'll be back tomarrow!"
Destiny still laughing slid into her car, but something was different.
"Hello, Destiny," Destiny shrieked and jumped out of her seat to see the stranger in her car. Dark hair, warm brown eyes and pale skinned. She knew that face anywhere.
"Nick!" screamed Destiny. She launched herself on him and started to visiously scratch him, "why you good for nothing!" Much to her annoyance Nick laughed throughout the entire beating.
"You should have seen your face!" when he opened his eyes again and saw her Nick cracked up again. Finally Destiny sighed and gave up.
"I sware I don't know why I put up with you!"
"awwwww I'm so touched," said Nick sarcasticly. Destiny growled at his tone. "Marcus asked me to get you, there's a coven from Iredland arriving at midnight.
"And I wanted to get some sleep tonight." Said Destiny starting the car. For a while the two vampires drove in silence.
"What's that in the road?" asked Destiny.
"It's nothing, probably a pigeon," Nick said quickly.
"No its walking toward us, and its to tall to be a pigeon,"
"Some guy broke outa the mental asslym. He'll move when you get closer,"
But Destiny did get closer and the man did not move. Slowly, very slowly Destiny sniffed the air. Her sensitive vampire nose smelt the chips and shortie and Nicks unique sent and one more, Lycan. She turned her head to face Nick, all the blood rushed from his face.
"I left my gun at home,"
"Bad move, I might have a spare one in the back,"
While Nick dug around in the back Destiny opened the dasbord and a large collection of silver knives was exposed. Destiny strapped on the wrist shieves and slid two small knives in. The two larger ones went in her boot shieves and the biggest knife, the size of a small sword was nesteled by her side.
"Found two guns," Nick said triumphantly.
"Extra amo?" Destiny asked.
"Nope, just regular silver bullets," said Nick.
The figue was very close. Destiny flored the gas pedal and the car was going over a hundred miles per hour. She ran head on into the figure. The lycan flipped over the car, but Destiny saw a face.
"Holy Shit!" she screamed. "That was Lucian!"
"Lucian's dead!" Nick yelled back. "Vicktor killed him!"
"That's was him! I saw the neckalice! I saw that same thing in one of those vamp history books! I heard Selene and Vicktor talking about it!"
"Destiny it's dangerous to look into the past, and why were you evesdropping!"
"Selenes my best friend something was wrong so I decided to listen in on her converstaion with Vicktor! They talked about a neckalice! Nick please trust me!"
Nick sighed, "You know I trust you. I just don't want you to get hurt,"
"Now I remember why I put up with you," said Destiny. Nick chuckled.
The car rumbled and bumped a bit.
"Nick what was that?!" said destiny. Nick twisted around in his seat and looked out the back window. The Lucian was on his feet and had shot the engine of the car.
"Lets just say, ABANDON CAR!"
"Get my knives!" Destiny said.
" I can't open my door," Nick said. "Damn!" "Watch the road!"
"Get my god damn knives!"
Nick strapped the knives to his wrists and boots. The other he shoved in the belt she also kept in there. "Found another gun!" Nick yelled.
"You'd better get all my knives!" Destiny warned him. She did love those knives. Destiny had put the car on auto drive and was using her biggest knife to cut open the roof of the car. Her door was jammed to. "Nick try the break!"
"Jammed to!"
"Got it!" the roof of the car over the drivers seat flew off and Destiny climbed on the top of the speeding car. "Nick get up here!"
Nick climbed onto the roof. Both of them shared a look. Nick gracesley rolled of the top of the car.
'Your very lucky you're a vampire Nick,' Destiny thought. He was quiet clumsy. If her were a mortal he would be dead by now. Destiny gracefully flipped of the top of the car and landed like a Lycan, with out bending her legs at all. With in seconds Lucian was running toward her. Her knife was in her hand. The two blades clashed in a series of sparks.
"You have the blood of Corvin," he said as he bore her down.
"Maybe I do," She hissed.
"Tell me, are you related to Amelia?" he asked.
"Maybe, who wants to know?" Destiny grunted as she flipped over the Lycan's head and landed behind him.
"You look exactly like her, except much younger," again blades clashed, but Destiny pulled her knife away and crouch sending the Lycan sprawling over her.
"Destiny, there's more of them," Nick yelled. He then saw Destiny's predicament and shot Lucian in the back. Destiny scrambled away and Nick sprinted after her. Both of them ran into the nearest building.
"Lock the door," Destiny gasped.
"This is one of those questioning facilities," Nick said breathlessly. There was a bang on the door. The vampires sharred looks and sprinted down the hall. Both of them darted up the stairs and into another room and barred the door.
"Silver nitrate," said Nick examining the guns.
"Just grab some guns," Destiny sighed sitting down.
"Did he hurt you?"
"No, just a few cuts,"
Nick nodded unconvinced. She had a tendency to dismiss her own injuries so she could take care of others. Destiny was way to selfless.
There was a huge bang form downstairs.
"Their in," Nick whispered. They darted out of the room and entered a long narrow hall. The lycans were right behind them. "Damn their fast."
"Nick there's no windows," said Destiny.
"Call Julian," Nick hissed.
Destiny flipped out her cell phone and again used the voice dial. "Julian, it's me, no it's not going good. Me n Nick are being chased by um.Lots of lycans and we need help. We're in the questioning facility by the river. Please be here soon, I think one of the werewolves is Lucian, yes I know he's supposed to be dead, but I sware it's him. Please be here soon," the desperation was obvious in her voice and Julian picked up on that.
"I'll be there with a team soon,"
click.
"You'd better be," Destiny whispered.
"DESTINY!" Nick yelled.
"Nick get in front of me!"
"Why?!"
"They have uv bullits, it'll kill you not me,"
Nick ran faster and got infront of her. He got to the elevator, the door opened and Destiny hurled herself in, but a blur of a man raced in after her. The door closed and Destiny was trapped in an elevator with Lucian.
"Shit!" Nick yelled banging the closed elevator doors. More lycans in werewolf fomr were closing in on him. He took a deep breath and spun around shooting the floor. He looked much calmer then he felt. The first werewolf was inches away when the circle of floor around Nick caved in and he dropped down to the ground floor.
"Nick!" someone screamed. The vampire turned around and saw Julian running to him. "Where's destiny?"
"She's in the god damn elevator! With Lucian," Nick screamed back. The blood drained from Julian's face.
"Lucian's dead,"
"I saw the neckalice that Lucian wore on this Lycans neck. His eyes were black eyes, hybrid eyes,"

"She's got Amelia's blood, and Corvin blood to," Julian hissed.
"Destiny please don't get bitten," Nick prayed. If anyone was watching over the vampires then now was the time to act.

the first

Sun, 12 Oct 2003 23:29:09 GMT

And so it begins.

TITLE: Elisa and the Werewolf

PERPETRATOR: Isabella Raven

FULL NAME: Elisa Maloryn

SPECIES: Human

EYES: Twin pools of liquid ebony

POSESSIONS: A flashlight, an assortment of what feels like cave exploring equipment plus camera, and a pair of guns. I've notices a pair of guns seems to be all over the place. Heaven help us, the Sues are being armed.

CONNECTIONS TO CANON: None previous, though she seems to know something about this "Lucien" fellow. I see a lot of him around. Did I miss him in the movie?

SPECIAL ABILITIES: She's a doctor in biology and forensic science... and wouldn't you know it, she just so happens to specialize in lycanthropy and vampirism. Does the ability to change speech patterns every other sentence count? Oh yes, let's not forget the ability to get a main character to spill details upon meeting a complete stranger.

NOTES: Words fail me. They also apparently failed the author. I have yet to pinpoint exactly what Sue's occupation is. Do most research scientist drag around cave exploring equipment while shopping? It burns.

"Now that you have my name, what is yours?" Her gaze snapped back to his face when he spoke, a shuttered look in her eyes.

"Doctor Elisa Maloryn." She kept her answer brief, and fairly uninformative.

"Doctor of what?" He needed to pry some information out of her, to see how much of a danger to him she really was.

"Biology and forensic science." She paused, her gaze considering. "I specialize in lycanthropy and vampirism."

That was not what he was hoping to hear, though in truth he had expected it. She was too precise, too focused for it to be merely hobby or passing interest. Which made her all the more dangerous, and not only to him and his kind, but the vampires as well, and to herself. Most immortals would want her dead knowing what he did now about her.

"Do you realize how dangerous your knowledge could be to yourself?"

"Quite. Especially as I know it's more than the simple myth and legend my colleagues wish it were, and I'm sure your kind and vampires both know I exist." She paused, watching him. "If I were to lower my gun, and continue my data collection on the vampire's corpse, what are the odds I'll get further that the first picture?"

Lucien noted the carefully diplomatic phrasing of her query, balanced with a certain bluntness of intent, and raised a tired mental brow. This Elisa was far more complex than she at first showed, almost to the point of fascination. And he knew, even had he wished her dead, he did not have the strength or speed to ensure her eternal silence at the moment.

"I do not have the ability to kill you at the moment even if I wished you dead."

~~~

Elisa regarded the lycan master for another wary moment before nodding and holstering the gun. With one eye keeping an eye on Lucien, she once again lifted her camera to take pictures. The powerful flash of the small machine registered every gory visual detail on film, documenting the death of this one vampire for her records.

Of course, she was sure there were police photos of the crime scene at the subway station, and possibly records there of the bodies, but she doubted she'd ever get her hands on those documents. Not that the photos alone would constitute proof, especially to the skeptics that her patron wished to convince. Samples of the vampire and lycan genomes, species-specific pathology, the differences in physiological characteristics, all would need to be documented. And there were other things, that she couldn't get from a corpse. Behavior, psychology, physiological and chemical patterns of the living beings, actual diet, culture. So much she couldn't learn without a living member of a species, and their consent.

She started when she realized her thoughts had been wandering enough to allow the werewolf to move a great deal closer. Too close for comfort.

"You aren't as observant and alert as I originally thought." His hazel eyes met hers with amusement laced with pain in their depths. She'd noticed the blood and bruises before, but she hadn't been able to determine if the blood was his, or how badly he may have been injured at that distance.

"I am more often described as incredibly focused." She paused, frowning when she noticed him sway ever so slightly, as if his balance was a bit off. "Are you injured?"

He shrugged one shoulder as he replied. "I will recover. Eventually." He added the caveat after a subtle pause.

Elisa nearly sighed. "I don't got medical training beyond basic first aid, but I do know lycan and vampiric physiology better'n any other human alive, an' y'don't look like you're as good off as y'claim." She indicated the edge of the flooded floor. "Sit down, an' lemme see if I can do a damned thing t'help."

She locked her gaze with his, lycan and human engaging in a silent battle of will. In the end, she simply had more stamina than Lucien, and he growled softly as he did as she said, sitting on the cold, but dry, concrete with Elisa following him, flashlight pulled from her belt loop to provide better light.

~~~

Lucien felt sheer exhaustion creeping up at the edges of his awareness as he let the woman shine her flashlight over his face and upper body, though she was careful not to send the light directly into his eyes.

"Silver nitrate, delivered to the blood-stream through a bullet vector, much like the ultraviolet rounds for vampires, I suspect." Her voice was a barely audible undertone as she sat back on her heels. A frown creased her face a moment before she pulled a line of tabs from a pocket on her harness, each one containing a liquid-filled capsule. "Before y'ask, industrial-strength pain killers. Two of these, an' the worst of injuries'll feel no more painful than a minor cut. Dad swore by them, an' all I can do t'help is give y'these."

Lucien regarded her silently as he accepted the drugs, though he made no move to use them. "Why are you offering me assistance?"

She shot him a sharp look as she dropped the flashlight back into its belt loop, the light diffusing in the room around them. "Why shouldn't I?"

When he continued to simply look at her, she rolled her eyes. "I'm a research scientist. You're the first werewolf that hasn't tried t'kill me on sight."

And why, oh why, did he not?