Singe:
For years, we've been trying to combine the bloodlines. And for years, we've failed. It was useless. Even at the cellular level, our species seemed destined to destroy each other. Yet the key, we knew... was to locate the rarest of bloodlines... a direct descendant of Alexander Corvinus... Hungarian, a warlord... who came to power in the early seasons of the fifth century. Just in time to watch a plague ravage his village. He alone survived. Somehow, his body was able to change the disease... mold it to his benefit. He became the first true immortal. And years later, he fathered at least two children... who inherited the same trait.
Viktor:
The sons of the Corvinus clan. One bitten by bat, one by wolf... one to walk the lonely road of mortality as a human. It's a riduculous legend, nothing more.
Singe:
That may be... but our species do have a common ancestor.
Viktor:
There is a decendant of Corvinus lying there
[points to Marcus' grave]
Viktor:
... not three feet from you.
Singe:
Yes. But he's already a Vampire. We needed a pure source... untainted. An exact duplicate of the original virus. The Corvinus strain itself, which we learned... was hidden away in the genetic code of his human descendants... and passed along in its dormant form... down through the ages to Michael Corvin. His blood allows for a perfect union between our species.
Viktor:
There can be no such union. And to speak of it is heresy.
Singe:
We'll see. Once Lucian has injected him...
Viktor:
Lucian is dead.
Singe:
According to whom?
[Kraven has left]
Viktor:
[to Selene]
I can assure you my child... Kraven will pay with his life.
Singe:
Soon this house will lie in ruins.
Selene:
Not before you.
Singe:
No, wait. Wait. You and you alone will know the truth of this. If Lucian was able to get his hands on the blood of a Pure-Born... a powerful elder like Amelia... or yourself
[motions to Viktor]
Singe:
... and inject it along with Michael's blood...
Viktor:
[Whispers]
Abomination.
Singe:
Half-Vampire... Half-Lycan... but stronger than both!
