Atonement

 

Disclaimer: Legacy of Kain belongs to Edios and Crystal dynamics, they are not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have a burning need to create.

 

Rating: PG-13

 

Part: One of One

 

Set: Before any games.

 

Authoress note: I just figured Janos cannot be the only person who mourns.

 

For all my reviewers, who without I would have surely given up a long time ago.

 

 

Atonement

 

{Mortnius}

 

I had made a mistake.

 

We had made a mistake, Moebius, Azimuth and I. In destroying the ancient vampires, guardian’s of the pillars. We had thought them nothing more than a plague, a predator we had to destroy. We had not understood, but then ignorance is not a real excuse, those we had killed had offered to educate us, but we had turned away only to turn back with spears and spells. They had bled and screamed and begged and we had not listened, even when they died with the words of ‘Hylden’ on their lips.

 

I feel this anger at myself often, how could I be so dim-witted, how could I have done this. I have brought us so close to destruction. How did I do this to us, how could I kill them all. But then I can still see the face of my mother as she wept, and can still here my fathers enraged cries as I was lifted from his arms and flown out of my life as a human and taken into my life as a guardian and I know why I did what I did. I may not have been right but I know why I did it.

 

I had not asked for this but then people like me never ask for what fate gives us. I highly doubt Kain had asked for what I had done to him, I doubt Janos had asked for his heart to be torn from him. But it had been necessary; it had to have been necessary.

 

Soon it would all be right again, I would atone for my transgressions. The world would be reborn and it would be reborn whole and pure, safe and loved. It saddened me that I would not live to see the grass be as green as it had in my youth or the sky as blue but we all paid a price, this was mine and I would pay it gladly.

 

I knew Moebius would attempt to stop my plan; he would try to destroy Kain, the first vampire guardian since the days of the ancients. He had done so well to destroy much of the ancient vampires from the land as he could. He had done so well to wipe the modern day vampires from Nosgoth, only those of Vorador’s brood survived now and they hid themselves away in the swamps. Vorador had managed to avoid us for so long, and he had kept others safe. I half hoped Kain would find him in his travels to undo my mistake. It would be a gift for him to not truly be alone, to not be the sole surviving vampire from our great war, our genocide.

 

So many dead, so many lost and we were so close to destruction. But it would be fixed. I know it will be I knew it the moment I held the still warm, still beating heart of Janos Audron in my hands over the lifeless body of the dead mortal Kain. I had known it then and I knew it now. Moebius will try to stop it but he will die at the claws of the newly born scion. They will all fight him, all of them, all of the guardians but they will all die at his claws and their blood will wash us clean. Still it saddened me that so many still had to die for this to come to pass.

 

It was worth it, it had to be worth it.

 

For Kain would restore the pillars, he would restore the balance.

 

End ficlet.

 

Authoress note: random and depressing but fun to write.

 

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