MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

“I fucked up Selene,” He said, looking at her with unshed tears in his eyes. “I know you love me. I know you still care and I know how badly I fucked everything up.” He sank to the ground, keeping himself far away from the woman he had claimed to love at one point. He still did love her, but he could feel for that darker side of him fighting for control, fighting to get back into that mindset. He wouldn’t let it win.

          when he falls to his knees, selene knows she’s gotten through to him. however, what good does it do either of them when he seemingly refuses to touch her now because of what he’s done? she doesn’t blame him, for she’d left without an explanation, and it breaks her heart to see him fall apart this way.   ❛ no, don’t say that. you cannot think that way anymore… get me out of this and you can meet your daughter. she is safe… i trust you. ❜

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

That word… child, was too much for Michael. He couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that he was going to kill Selene, for trying to protect their child, and in his mind, from him. He had really screwed up. He looked up at her like a wounded animal, fearful that one thing would send him back over the cliff. He had done a lot. He screwed up badly. He let Selene down, but after that kept his distance from her. He was honestly going to kill her. His mate. 

          ❛ michael, look at me. ❜   the battle he’s fighting inside is written plainly on his face, the vampire wanting to stop it as soon as possible. he’s no longer a threat to her, now only to himself.   ❛ tell me that you know i love you. tell me it and mean it. ❜   if he’s still this new version of him, the hybrid wouldn’t dare admit that selene loves him.

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

All movement from the hybrid stopped, and he just stared at her abdomen. His gaze seemed distant, conflicted as if there was a war going on in his mind. A daughter. Selene was pregnant with their child. That was why she ran. Monster, you’re a monster. Michael stumbled away from Selene, claws extending and retracting. She was right to run. You were going to kill her and prove her point. “I can’t… Selene…” He sounded almost scared of himself, not sure he’d be able to control himself. For a moment, he seemed like he was back to his old self. 

          even selene thinks she sees a sliver of the man he used to be, and by the way he panics, she can’t help but to see more and more of the old him seeping back into his very being.   ❛ let me down, michael. please. ❜   her body is splattered in her own blood, the woman noticeably in a weakened physical state.   ❛ if not for me, for our child. ❜

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

He scoffed at the idea that she would take it back in a heartbeat. “Yeah, of course you would.” He grinned for a moment, realizing that she was saying that in hopes of him sparing her. He wouldn’t do that, not at all. He took another dagger, and walked forward. He ran it against the skin of her thigh, though not deep enough to cause damage yet. He wanted to see her squirm and try to figure out where he was going to stab her. “Oh do enlighten me, Selene. I doubt you left to protect me. But if you’re so certain, what were you protecting me from?”

          who’s to say she’ll even get another chance to tell him why she left? the death dealer nearly informs michael of their child when he walks towards her, but the words are overtaken by the searing pain of the blade cutting her flesh. selene screams out, the sound echoing off the walls of the abandoned building he’s holding her in. any coherent articulation is stunted at first, but the fear that the blade will only be moved higher rises with each passing second; she cannot risk their child’s life for foolish hope that michael will see reason.   ❛ our daughter. ❜   the vampire whimpers, lower lip quivering as she watches the hybrid through blurry vision.

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

“If that’s what you want to think, I’ll let you.” Of course he would hurt her. He wanted her to beg for death, for a release from the hell he was planning on putting her through. We can’t hurt her! She’s our mate! Michael let out a growl, trying to physically shake the voice out of his head. Since finding her, the sliver of humanity he had left was trying to push through. They were mates, it kept saying, he needed to protect her not hurt her. Perhaps once that was true, but now the voice was a nuisance, a memory of who he used to be. He set the nightshade dagger down on the table as he walked up to her once again. “I’m going to make you bleed, to watch you slowly come apart. You don’t deserve mercy. You had a choice. You left. You were selfish, and now you’re paying the price.” 

          fear begins to settle in the pit of her stomach, more so than before, and the vampire can’t help but to feel… helpless.   ❛ — and i wish i could change what i’d done, michael. i’d take it all back in a heartbeat. ❜   she pleads, for selene hadn’t meant to hurt him so. but with her life, as well as the life of their child, resting in her hands, she feels cornered.   ❛ i left to protect you, but do not ask me to tell you why. i cannot do that. ❜   but in a way, the death dealer is baiting him, practically asking for him to question her.

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

“Do you really, Selene? Do you really love me after everything you’ve put me through? You walked out, Selene. That was all the information I needed to know how you really felt. You made a choice, and it wasn’t me.” He grinned at the whimper she let out. That was exactly what he wanted to hear. He wanted to see her writhe in pain, to beg for him to stop. He looked at the last dagger, lifting it for Selene to see. “This dagger is laced with nightshade. According to my research, this will cause you severe pain, rendering you unconscious, and perhaps even killing you. It will be the last one I use on you, once you’re begging for death.” 

          oh, how only michael knows how to TRULY cause her pain, both physical and emotional, yet she can’t blame him. from his point of view, the death dealer had abandoned him when he’d needed her most, had chosen herself over their love. and yet, that’s not true. she’d been afraid, had known that nothing good could come from such a mixing of the species, but knowing that she’d NEED to take care of their child. in a way, she had run away selfishly, but only to protect michael. surely birthing a child in the midst of a war is less than ideal.   ❛ i had no choice, michael. not a fair one! ❜   and though the death dealer’s response is loud, it’s hardly strong, for the following threat only serves to unnerve her further.   ❛ you wouldn’t hurt me, michael. please tell me you won’t. ❜   so long as he stays away from her midsection, their child is safe. however, with the way he’s looking at her now, selene may have no other choice but to confess sooner rather than later.

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

Michael yanked the dagger out of her shoulder, his tongue running against he blade. Always sweet. Her blood was still sweeter to him than any other blood he had tasted. He blocked out the memories that her blood would have provided. He wanted to hear it from her, not from her blood. He held the dagger to her neck for a moment before he snapped at her, teeth barely an inch from her face. “Of course you had other choices, Selene,” Her name, which at one point had been said with such admiration and love, now was spat with such force and anger it was hard to believe it was the same person saying it. “You always had other choices, but you chose to abandon me. Nobody could love a hybrid. Nobody could love me!” 

          crying out when the blade is removed from her body, selene whimpers against her better judgement. the sound, she knows, will give him pleasure, but it’s something she’s unable to hide with just how OVERWHELMING it all is.   ❛ i love you, michael! why can’t you see that? ❜   now selene will plead, struggling in her restraints despite the fact that she knows she won’t get free.   ❛ i never stopped… i’ve had many choices, and i always chose you. ❜   she’d left to protect him, and the submissive tone of her voice now will show just how weak she feels.

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

The fact that Selene had no idea what she did to him, that she really wanted him to believe that she still loved him, sent red hot rage coursing through his veins. He grabbed one of the knives nearest to him and stepped up to her. The dagger was embedded in her shoulder, and for a moment, he swore he felt a similar pain but decided he was imagining that. “You really expect me to believe that after you abandoned me!” He snarled, eyes pitch black again. “You abandoned me, you fucking bitch.” He didn’t understand how she could expect him to really think that she loved him. Vampires didn’t seem capable of love, and he learned that the hard way. 

          she screams out the second michael’s punctured her skin with the blade, eyes a bright blue through the pain.   ❛ i didn’t abandon you! ❜   selene attempts to convince him still, her frame tensing up as eyes then squeeze shut, as if it’ll help block the pain.   ❛ i had to leave, michael. i… i had no other choice. ❜   she’s strong, stronger than most realize, but the hybrid before her knows her weaknesses better than any other.   ❛ why won’t you trust me? what must i do? ❜   blood escapes the knife wound, flowing past the blade.

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

“You really don’t know what you’ve done to me, Selene?” He snapped, moving to look at the equipment that he had laying out in front of him. Each one had a purpose, to hurt Selene in every way he knew imaginable. One dagger was infused with nightshade, and that was the last one he would use on her, the finishing blow. For now, he would attack using words first, to break her down. “Oh, you will. Give it time, Selene.” He walked up to her again. He forcefully yanked the top of her death dealers outfit down to view the mark he left on her skin. “You know, I thought this meant something, once.” The mark on his neck was also on display. “I thought it meant that we were together until the end. I suppose vampires really can’t be trusted. They’ll leave one day with no explanation, and find another body to fuck.” 

          she doesn’t, the woman shaking out of fear, though such an emotion is foreign to the death dealer. it’s difficult to describe, even more difficult to experience, but selene has no choice now. her gaze averts to the knives he has laid out, the weapons he seems to be so ready and eager to use on her, and a new wave of worry washes over her. the pulling down of her suit elicits a gasp from the vampire, tears falling openly down her cheeks now.   ❛ that’s not true, michael. please understand that. ❜   she whimpers, lips quivering.   ❛ you don’t understand. —— i can’t explain it. ❜   but with what he has in store for her, selene may have no other choice.   ❛ i love you. i never stopped. ❜

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

“I’m not listening to you anymore.” He said, claws extending for a moment as he walked forward and raked his claws against her cheek, licking the blood off his claws once he pulled away. Her blood was sweet, the sweetest thing to him. It was refreshing, a delicious taste of what was to come. There was something off about it, but he figured it was the fact that he hadn’t had her blood in so long, and it was something that was always there. He stepped up so he could look her in the eyes. “You’re going to suffer, Selene, in every way I know how.” He gave her a wolf like grin. “I want to see you sob, beg for me to let you down, beg for death, a release I won’t provide to you.” 

          she wants to cry, truly wants to beg him, but when michael tells her it’s what he wants, selene vows not to do it… she’ll try not to, at least.   ❛ why? what have i done for you to hate me so much, michael? ❜   despite his cruelty, the death dealer wishes to reach out and touch him, to hold him close and comfort him. she’ll attempt to look away the second his nail racks down her face, though, a slight flinch coming over the woman as the blood falls down from the cut. meeting michael’s gaze as he tastes her blood will cause her pain more immense than she’s ever experienced before, lips parting as the realization of what’s to come hits her.   ❛ i won’t do it. i won’t give you what you want. ❜   selene spits the words, nearly hissing them.