A/N: Thank you all for joining me on this new journey! I know I have other fanfics to finish and I can't tell you how appreciative I am in your support for each one. I've been working super hard on this one to keep it as close to the films as possible, but of course, with a few changes here and there of my own. As said in the description, this will be a whole story where 3 of the Underworld films will come together as one. THIS IS A SWAN QUEEN STORY, however I should warn you that in the beginning of the first chapter, I bring in a bit of the prequel and added a little HookQueen romance into the mix, pairing Killian and Roni (Feel free to skip). I hope you will be happy with the results! I know it's only two chapters, but I got to eager to see everyone's reactions. Thank you and Happy Reading! :)

I want to deeply thank my girlfriend for sitting me down to watch these films and hinting me every time how this should be turned into a SQ ff lol ;) She has been and continues to be my biggest supporter throughout every chapter written and that's to come. This story goes out to you!

For centuries a war between Vampires and Werewolves was a float. Werewolves descended from Neal Corvinus. They were used as slaves to the aristocratic Vampires. In the early 13th century, an enslaved werewolf gave birth to a simmingly human child. Killian. He was enslaved by Elder vampire Cora, keeping him and other werewolves as pets. Forced to fight and protect her coven.

She considered killing him once. Even as a newborn baby. But, once she saw his form turn back into human- something a werewolf could not do- that's when he became the first known Lycan. Cora decided then and there, to keep him. Turning him into her most useful warrior and protector. Apart from her lovely daughter Roni.

Killian was used to turn captured humans into Lycans as well, to keep them as slaves within the castle for almost 200 years. As in difference to werewolves, Lycans tended to be more docile and more capable of comprehending orders by their masters.

And because of this grand service Killian was willing to provide Cora, she would reward him above all others.

Growing up around Vampires all his life, he felt no ill will towards them. Especially Roni. The most beautiful one of them all.

He was never one to believe in true love in his years of existence. One could even say, there was a time when he didn't want any part in it.

But Roni changed all that. As a slave he wasn't allowed to have hopes or dreams. Not while he was held in Cora's castle, but everytime he would see her. Riding through the gates of the castle in fine armor, with her sword strapped to her hip. Sometimes drenched in blood from killing whatever group of Werewolves wanted to attack. His heart would stop.

Everytime his eyes connected with hers, whether they were their natural brown color or blue, he would fall deeper and deeper for her.

It was forbidden, of course.

For a Vampire and a Lycan- a slave to be in love.

But, Roni loved him. Equally or more than he loved her.

Their love affair grew so strong, that after a night of passion Killian dared to ask Roni that if he were to someday flee the castle, if she would join him. Bind by a shackle that he always wore around his neck, that also prevented him from transforming into his Lycan form, she told him it would be impossible. Killian then held out a key that he had made himself to unlock his shackle. Roni asked him not to use it, that even the very thought of using it would be suicide.

But, on a night where Roni was given the task along with other vampires under her command to protect a family of humans. They were ambushed by a pack of werewolves, severely outnumbered. Killian, in desperate need to save Roni, removed his collar even beyond her pleadings, begging him not to do it- transforming into a Lycan, taking control of the entire pack with a loud roar.

Cora, being the Vampire that she was, wasn't happy with his actions that she deemed him punished by receiving thirty lashes. Thirty lashes that ate away at the very flesh on his back, and with each cut from the pointed blades that rested at the end of the strands of the whip held, his screams became louder. A sound that ate away at Roni, as she could do nothing but watch from her chambers window.

It was then Roni decided to bargain with Victor Whale. The coven's notary and historian who accepted her renunciation in the council's seat in exchange for his silence and helping hand in their plan to flee.

He of course, delightedly accepted.

While within the darkness of the dungeon prisons, Killian was already working on a plan of his own with fellow slaves and other Lycan's to not only escape, but attack the castle grounds. Because, not only did he envision a future with a beautiful vampire at his side. He now envisioned an army that could stop Cora once and for all.

And as fate would have it, and with the help of Whale himself, Roni paid him a visit and agreed to leave with him.

Little did she know that on that same night, Cora had a plan of her own. The Elder Vampire questioned her daughter following Killian's escape, wanting to know- wanting to believe that her daughter, the only thing she swore to love, would not dare betray her. Especially over a Lycan.

Roni denied any involvement with Killian's escape, firmly believing that she had fooled her mother at all cost. But as she felt her mother's piercing fangs dig into her flesh, she could feel all her memories being shared in that very moment. Exposing all of her secret encounters with Killian, all their words and promises of love to one another.

With her daughter's blood coating Cora's lips, the Elder Vampire had her locked away until the matter was handled accordingly by the Coven's council.

Luckily for Whale, he was believed by Cora that he had nothing to do with Killian's escape plan by presenting her with the original key that resembled the one Killian once held.

Word got out to Killian about Roni being imprisoned within the castle walls, making him defy his own luck in going back after her. Determined to break her out of her own imprisonment.

After a hard felt battle between them and the rest of the castle's guards. After a hard battle between Roni and her own mother, the brunette let it be known that she was with child. A child that broke all barriers between Vampires and Lycans. A child that held both species within it.

And as Cora grew angry, feeling betrayed by her own daughter by allowing such an abomination to happen, both her and Killian were captured and taken to the council for sentencing.

As stated by the council's ruling, it was their decision that Roni's unspeakable actions be punishable by death.

Killian, once again shackled and kneeled on the cold stoned ground, hoped- pleaded for Cora to have a change of heart. To not allow such punishment to be followed through. Not when it meant the life of her own daughter.

As much as the Elder Vampire hesitated to give her answer, in the end she agreed to place her own daughter to death.

Roni had been bound hands and feet until the very roof parted open, allowing a bright stream of sunlight to burn her and their unborn child alive. What gutted Killian the most wasn't only having to hear his Vampire's suffering, but having to watch her being burned away, until she was nothing but a black carbonated statue. With nothing of her left, but a necklace that her mother had gifted her with many years ago.

Fuming with rage, Killian managed to attack Cora, taking the necklace with him as he broke free once again from within the castle walls. Gathering his army of Lycan's and human slaves, he marched back to the castle swearing vengeance for the death of his beloved, releasing a chaotic battle where many Vampires died. Including Cora, or so Killian thought once he pierced a sword right through the woman's mouth. The end of the blade visible from the back of her head.

Since that day, Killian became a leader. An Alpha of sorts, and swore to keep on fighting against all Vampires, knowing well that this battle wasn't even near over.

And while cheers of victory echoed in the distance, Cora calmly but eagerly angry entered her way into hibernation inside a box-like coffin that would keep her sleeping for centuries until it was her turn to rule once again. Inside a ship that would be sailed by Whale himself.

Times had changed, all the way to the 21st century, but a Vampire's orders had not.

There were three Vampire Elders who ran the houses. Gideon, Cora and Maleficent. For centuries, they would take turns ruling. "One awake, two asleep." Cora would say. And of course, with Cora hibernating and Gideon hibernating, Maleficent had been awake. It was a rule, a system the three Elder's had going known as The Chain. No Elder could be woken early.

And while Cora slept, there was Robin. A more than 700 year old Vampire, who used to be a warrior, part of the Death Dealers as they were called, was trusted by Cora after he had apparently been the only living Vampire in another fought battle against Killian and had successfully killed him sometime in the 1400's. Gaining him control of the entire Coven house while she hibernated.

Robin was also beginning to pursue Regina, who would reject him every single time.

Regina was turned by Cora, taken under her wing and adopted as her new daughter.

After all, she reminded her of her precious Roni in so many ways than one. The resemblance- even though both female vampires were born in different centuries- was uncanny. With the slight difference of a tiny scar that rested upon Regina's upper lip. A scar she had already had as a human child before she was turned, not only into a Vampire, but a warrior. A Death Dealer.

It was a rainy night, but her eyes had never seen much clearer. Keeping watch over three Lycan's- one in particular by the name of Arthur, who used to fight alongside Killian- she could spot three, but Regina knew there was more.

Her brown eyes looked over at another Vampire up by a window of a building, who nodded over to her in confirmation as she nodded back. Her jet black hair dripping with rain drops as she glanced down, instantly dropping from a high altitude of a balcony. The long ends of her black leather jacket flapping in the wind like a cape.

Her boots thumped on concrete once she landed right on her feet. Her knees barely bending with the impact.

Regina walked along among the crowded night. Hiding like a shadow among people, almost invisible to the eye. Her eyes focused on the three Lycan's she had her sights on, while calmly following them down a set of stairs that led her into a subway station.

She leaned up against a wall, waiting. It was then, she spotted a couple of green eyes staring back at her. Connecting with her own from a few feet away as a blonde woman looked mezmerisingly back at her.

Regina had never seen, never felt such a connection with anyone. Much less a human. She was opposed to the idea of love, but she had to shake these thoughts off. It was crazy. Her head, as well as her gaze turned away from the beautiful human staring back at her. Because for a human, she was indeed beautiful. Every last detail of her to her wet clothes and red leather jacket, her wet strands of blonde hair, to her thin pink lips parting at the sight of her.

While to the blonde, even after she continued on her way after the brunette turned away from her. Her mind was swimming with endless thoughts about the woman she had laid eyes on. She had seen many beautiful women in her time, but never one as breathtaking and powerful as this one. She couldn't understand it. But, looking into her eyes made her feel a strong pull, and somewhat a bit of curiosity.

Brown eyes turned again, to the sight of Arthur walking a few feet behind the same blonde woman that had caught her eye.

It wasn't until Arthur spotted other Vampires within the crowded subway that he stopped. His eyes looking from one side, then the other. His jaw clenching in anger at the sight of them.

"Bloods!" he soon shouted, withdrawing two weapons from within his coat as he opened fire throughout the subway. Even through people's screams as they soon duck down for the best cover possible, questioning what was now happening around them. The blonde woman included.

Bullets were exchanged between Vampires and Lycans. They were all from different time periods, but as times tended to change, they changed along with it. Apart from the fact that they couldn't just give each other up on what they really were, when to the human eye- they were just another group of people creating a massacre between themselves.

Holes became a part of the concrete walls. Some almost impacting Regina, but she moved quick and calmly out of their way before she was even scratched. Taking cover against another side of the wall, she watched as one Vampire was struck down and killed by three bullets that impacted his chest. Her lips parting open at the sight of her companion dying in front of her. The bullet holes throwing out a blue light source, as well as his mouth. His skin around his neck and mouth wrinkled until it turned black. She watched as every bullet was incinerating him from the inside.

That was new.

Never, in all her centuries of existence had she, nor any Vampire known of any bullet that could yet destroy them.

Regina withdrew two Beretta handguns from within her own jacket, impeccably designed to fire twenty five to thirty full auto rounds. Making her way out of her covering spot, her jacket flapping up like a cape as she did- she fired shots of her own. Impacting the walls and glass of the subway trains, she walked up without any fear shown on her face, still firing her last set of bullets, while coming down on one knee.

Certainly giving a few Lycans a run for cover.

Arthur however loaded up more ammo into his weapons, just as Regina did in that very moment, snapping two new magazines together as fast as she always could.

The brunette stood to her feet, bullets firing at the wall wherever she stood while she walked backwards, avoiding each hit. Taking cover again.

A woman screamed out in a cry of pain as one of the bullets fired towards Regina impacted her shoulder instead.

The blonde woman in the subway peeked out in fear, seeing the woman's body trembling on the cold tiled ground. She didn't think of her own life then. She ran the first chance she saw fit, remaining low right next to the helpless woman, speaking out a few words of encouragement while dragging her to another corner of the station. She felt as someone grabbed her by her jacket, but didn't even have time to look who it was as shots were exchanged once again around her, followed by a groan of pain and a falling body right behind her.

Regina, seeing one of the Lycan's wanting to reach for her mystery woman didn't think but to fire her newly loaded rounds right at him, unknowingly saving her life. Her eyes remained on the wounded Lycan at all times as he stood and ran straight into a subway train. Again, she didn't hesitate to empty her rounds into the train, watching as he cowardly rolled away from each bullet.

The brunette loaded another round of new clips into her weapons, moving into the train, but not before picking up a polaroid camera from the ground that another Vampire had with him.

The Lycan ran for his life, occasionally looking behind, spotting no other than Regina running right after him.

People's heads turned, seeing her running past them just like any other human, only with a blur.

It wasn't until she reached the back door of the train that she gracefully and very regally dived into the air, hands in front of her like an athletic swimmer. Glass shattered throughout the outside on the tracks, while the brunette's body landed with a roll across the floor, right on her right knee.

Within the train, Arthur fired his last rounds. Pushing people out of his way as he made a run for it.

Another Vampire, Jefferson, spotting the Lycan ran his way inside the train, right on his tail. His fangs exposed as he was able to jump out towards him, bringing him to the ground. Both their bodies crashing right through the train door, landing hard on the ground.

Meanwhile, the Lycan that Regina had been chasing slid across the floor, leaning up against a wall for cover and a moment's rest. Feeling his shoulder burn with a sensation that only silver could be the cause of. He groaned in pain, his fingers digging into the wound on his shoulder until he felt the hard substance right within his reach. Blood coated the tips of his fingers as he pulled out the bullet. The silver of it burning his fingertips, clanking onto the floor while he released it all too quickly before continuing on his run.

Arthur let out a low growl, his teeth (once human) now sharply exposed at the Vampire ready and willing to fight him. Arthur's eyes turned from blue to all black. Like a marble that had been recently polished. His face started to deform as a snout began to grow out of him, as well as his fingers began to grow longer than they already were. His nails turned into claws right before the very eye of his enemy. Every bone in his body stretching skin, ripping clothes until all that was left was a beast, letting out an even louder roar.

Jefferson hissed, exposing his fangs out to the animal before him, letting out a scream as it attacked him in too much of a rapid motion for him to do anything about it.

Regina let out a pant, her running coming to a halt, her eyes taking in the drops of blood on the floor right next to a silver bullet. She walked up to the silver item, picking it up off the ground. Her head turned to the sound of a distant roar. One she could recognize as Arthrur's. Her eyes took in the sight of a trail of blood on the wall. Holding one of her weapons out, she calmly but, on alert, walked along the trail until she came across a small gate on the floor that led down into the sewers.

Her hand pulled back the squared gated lid, jumping right into the sewers, landing right on her feet. She quickly took aim with one of her weapons, turning from one side then the other for any signs of the Lycan she had been chasing. The only sound that could be heard were occasional drops of water.

Until she heard a loud bang coming from a gun behind her, the bullet missing her by an inch as the brunette crouched down on one knee, turning her body while firing shots of her own.

The Lycan landed hard on the ground, feeling three unmissed bullets pierce his skin. Burning him instantly from the inside.

Regina stood to her feet, watching as Lycan's body twisted and slightly raised up off the ground. Her foot holding him back down onto the floor, like the animal that she knew them to be, while she emptied her last remaining rounds into him. Her eyes turning from her natural chocolate brown color to a bright blue one. Something that happened to every Vampire when they are in a killing mode.

As soon as the dead Lycan on the ground stopped squirming and crying out in pain from underneath her boot, she reached down to take his weapon. Pulling out the magazine from underneath his handgun. The bullets loaded into the mag lit up as blue as her eyes had turned a few minutes ago. She wasn't sure what this new discovery was that the Lycan's now possessed, but she knew someone who would.

Her head turned to the sound of distant cheering, echoing within the sewer walls. Her brows slightly creasing with wonder. As she neared a gate at the end of the tunnel she had found herself in, she could hear as if a crowd was cheering something on. A pair of echoed growls. But feeling and hearing Arthur's presence down in the sewers made her not want to stick around to find out the reason behind it.

At the sound of his roar, she quickly turned on her knee, tossing three silver, sharp circular objects that pierced right into his flesh.