Yes so hi. I know it's been a while since I last uploaded anything new. I know what you're thinking. 'What are you doing writing something new when you still have Beating of Their Hearts?' Well, I'll still be working on that. This is going to be a series of one/two shots dedicated to soulmate AUs for Selene and Michael. And this fic is a birthday gift for my friend, Manon! Happy birthday, and I hope every one of these lives up to your expectations!

As usual, I don't own Underworld.

Soulmate AU one - When you write something on your skin, the same writing appears on your soulmate. It can be anything from doodles and drawings, to reminders of appointments or pages to read for class

Selene was in her sixth century as a vampire when the writing began to appear. It was common knowledge that when a person would write on their body, the writing would also appear on the body of their soulmate. It could be simple things like an appointment they needed to remember, or intricate drawings that went from the palm of their hands up their arms to their elbow.

For Selene, it was what looked like a child's game, written on her knuckles and the palm of her hand. After going so long without any sign of a soulmate, she had just gotten used to the idea that she wouldn't have one. Now that the writing was starting to appear, she was angry. The world had to curse her now with someone she was supposed to spend the rest of their mortal life with? It wasn't fair to her. She would have maybe half a century with someone if they ever found each other, and then they would die, be gone forever. She had to do something about this. She couldn't let the death dealers see that she had a soulmate. Nor did she want the opportunity to look at the marks any longer. There had to be something around here she could use to hide it…

That evening, Kahn noticed that Selene had a pair of thick leather gloves on. The weapons master wasn't going to ask about it, but his curiosity got the better of him. Upon asking, he received a hardened glare.

"What does it matter if I start to wear gloves, Kahn?" Her response was icy "I figure if somehow we get caught during the day, it can offer me protection." It was a lie, but one that her fellow death dealer didn't catch on to. He nodded, telling her that seemed like a good idea, and moved on with telling her and the others Death Dealers who their target was.

The next time she noticed the writing appear was almost seven years later, and it caused a hot burning feeling to rush through her veins. This time, she had just gotten out of the shower after a long mission where they had barely made it back before the sun started to rise, and was pulling on her nightgown when she saw it in the corner of her eye as she lowered her hand. This one was written on her forearm, and it was a phone number. The phone number was followed by an 'x' and a name, Samantha with the words 'Call me!' written above it. It took Selene a moment or two before she realized what the feeling, the anger she was feeling, was. She was jealous.

She scoffed at the notion as soon as she thought it up. There was no way in absolute hell that she was jealous. She didn't even know the person that was her soulmate. Yet, there was something about the phone number that was now temporarily written on her arm that sent that sickening feeling throughout her entire body. She had to wonder what this other person, this 'Samantha', was thinking when her own number didn't appear written on her arm. The feeling caused Selene to feel a moment of joy, one that she quickly shot away.

Now was not the time to deal with that. She knew that was true. She had been on a mission for so long, and already she could feel her eyes start to close. She switched lights in her room off, and collapsed into bed. She tugged the blanket over her shoulders, but even in the dark, she could see those cursed words that reminded her that she had a soulmate. She didn't want this. She was perfectly happy without this person in her life. They weren't in her life for the past six hundred years, and they wouldn't be in her life for the next six hundred. She didn't need him. She wouldn't even think about him.

For the next few nights, Selene only wore her death dealer's uniform out of her room, making sure to keep the writing hidden both from her eyes and the eyes of the coven.

Several years passed without Selene really paying attention to the writing on her body. It would appear from time to time, but nothing she found herself paying as much attention to. When the writing appeared, she had gotten so used to covering it up and making sure that nobody saw that she had her soulmate. One day, however, the writing just… stopped. For a while, she had seen pages in books and due dates for assignments, but now, the writing just wasn't there.

As much as Selene hated the fact that she had a soulmate, it was also a grounding force. It reminded her that she wasn't completely alone in the world. There was a potential for there to be someone in her life, a feeling she hadn't felt since Viktor was awake or even farther back to when her family was alive.

Her eyes darted over to the pen on her desk, and she reacted without thinking. She snatched it up, pressing the tip to her pale flesh. What was she doing? She shouldn't care that much. She wanted to write and ask if they were okay, but why? She had never written on her skin before. What if her soulmate didn't think they had one? What if they were like her and didn't want one?

She went to set the pen down, but made one last decision. She slipped the top part of her death dealer outfit off to reveal her upper arm and collar bone. Right underneath her collarbone she wrote something, for the first time marking her flesh to show herself to her soulmate.

The words read: "I'm here." It was vague and Selene didn't know if the words would mean anything to them. After all, she wasn't even sure if they were still alive. She could only hope that the reason they no longer wrote on their skin was that they were busy. She didn't want to instigate them, however, just a reassurance that whatever they were going through, their soulmate was still here.

What she didn't notice with that was once she was on her mission, fighting two lycans in the middle of the night, two words appeared just underneath what she had written earlier in the night, simply saying 'Thank you.'

Time passed, and Selene stopped thinking about her soul mate once again, until one afternoon. She found herself having a difficult time sleeping due to a recently healed bullet wound still being uncomfortable. The coven, besides a few death dealers who patrolled the halls, was asleep. She found herself pacing her room, when she noticed writing on her wrist. This one sent her mind reeling with the information it provided.

On her wrist was a time and a location, the name of which incredibly familiar to her. It was a hospital that was only thirty minutes from Ordoghaz. This was huge. Her soulmate was here, in Budapest, not too far away. Without thinking, she grabbed her guns and car keys. She had to go find him, to meet the person she had been connected to for so long. She was about to open her door when a realization dawned on her.

The sun was up. If she went outside, she would be ashes in mere moments. She sighed, hands falling. Perhaps this was a good thing. After all, she didn't need the distraction from her duty to eliminate the lycans. She knew she would never truly be able to love a person, even if they were her soulmate. She had her set goal in mind, and nothing was going to change that.

A few months later, Selene found herself in the subway tunnel, watching the human hustle and bustle as many were trying to get home, and others were attempting to get to their day at work. None of them had any idea that a vampire was among them, watching and waiting for the chance to strike at her prey. She tugged at her sleeves, attempting to hide the writing that appeared earlier that evening. It was a note, a reminder to call a parent and to keep in mind the time difference.

She gave a quick nod to Nathaniel, keeping her eyes peeled when she noticed a man walking up to the subway car. His hair was soaked from the rain and a little knotted, and he seemed a little rushed despite the train not being there yet. However, none of that was what she noticed. When he went to run his fingers through his hair, his sleeve shifted up on his jacket, revealing an all too familiar handwriting.

It was the same message that was written on her own skin. She couldn't believe her eyes and she went to move when his eyes locked with hers. She had never seen eyes so beautiful, though they seemed almost tired and sad. He seemed to be studying her, and Selene knew she had to get away before she blew their cover. She took advantage of the train rushing by to slowly duck behind the pillar she was standing near.

Her heart was pounding. She wasn't about to turn into a lovesick vampire now, not when there was a job to do. Upon hearing Raze yell out and feeling the bullets start to fly, she knew that it was time for her job to be done, to eliminate the curs before they turned any of these humans here. They were innocent in this. The war was between vampires and lycans.

She pulled her own guns out and started firing, careful not to shoot any of the humans. She could see the lycans retreating backwards as she, Rigel, and Nathaniel started shooting at them. They took cover for a moment, and that's when Raze, the supposed alpha, started firing back at them. She could never forget the horror of one of the bullets striking Rigel and burning him from the inside out.

The next thing she knew, a bullet from the lycans had struck a human and the man, her soulmate, rushed out to help her. She recalled seeing the ID around his neck, and the appointment from a while ago on her wrist about the hospital not too far from Ordoghaz. How ironic, how her soulmate was a man who saved lives while she took them for a living.

She searched for the lycan who fired the shot, only to find him reaching to grab her soulmate. A rage took over her, and she stepped forward, firing several shots at him. While only one hit him in the shoulder, it was enough to cause him to drop the man and scurry off into the subway tunnels. She grabbed the memory card from Rigel's camera and hurried off, knowing she had a job to do.

That was strange. Selene thought as she followed the scent of the lycan's blood through the subway and out into the tunnel beyond. They went after him specifically. Why him? What's so special about my soulmate? Does he have connections to the lycans?

Selene knew that once she returned to the mansion, she would have to go over the pictures to see if her hunch was correct. After that, she would have work to do. The question lingered in her mind, hoping that there wasn't a tie between him and the lycans. She didn't know if she would be able to take it if that was the case. For now, she didn't have time to question it. The lycans had killed Rigel, and this one she was chasing, Trix, would surely burn for it.

Once the mission ended and she made her way back to the mansion, she was angered and embarrassed by Kraven's dismissal of her gut instinct that there were more lycans that they had imagined. After being reminded of the party in celebration of Amelia's envoy, she retreated to her room to view the pictures of the hunt. She had to see if the lycans really were after her soulmate.

After skimming through many of the pictures, she realized her thoughts were true, and she zoomed in on the face of her soulmate. "So they were after you." She muttered, paying no attention to Erika as she made a comment about how her soulmate was attractive for a human. She figured she found any person who breathed attractive, she had to if she really liked Kraven.

Speaking of the devil, her eyes narrowed as he came in. She tried to tell him her theory, but he brushed her off.

"Other than food, why would lycans stalk a human?" He said as he left the room. Her teeth gritted as she searched the hospital's database for him, and her heart skipped a beat as she found him.

"Michael Corvin," She mumbled under her breath, writing down (on a slip of paper) his address. She got up, snatching her coat and the car keys. She slipped out the window unnoticed and grabbed her car. She glanced at the address as she sped out of Ordoghaz and to the apartment complex where he lived.

After all this time, it was time for Selene to come face to face with her soulmate. She needed to find out why the lycans were hunting him.

She needed the truth.

This one may end up being a two parter, though I haven't decided yet. If anyone has any soulmate aus they'd like to see written for these two, feel free to send them my way!

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