Creation

The second coming

 

Book Three

 

Disclaimer: Legacy of Kain belongs to Edios and Crystal Dynamics not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have a burning need to create. Although I would like to own Vorador . . . then he’d be mine.

 

Warning: this fic contains YAOI (GuyXGuy) and a lemon; if this offends or upsets you do not read this, it that simple.

 

Rating: NC-17

 

Pairing: Raziel/Kain

 

Setting: post all games 

 

EXPRESS WARNING: Spoilers for all the games.

 

Summery: All is not what it seems. An ending leads to another beginning, a forgotten enemy raises its head and is misjudged and the land is once more placed in peril. 

 

Authoress note: I must apologize once again for the length of time that has passed between updates; unfortunately, life sometimes gets in the way.

 

Italics mean either flashbacks or thoughts

 

 

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Chapter Eleven

 

{Three Days later}

 

“Lord.” The voice was from one of them . . . Raoul couldn’t place the young soldiers name right now, he had known it a moment ago, it didn’t matter he turned to look at the one who had spoken “the child . . . something is wrong with her.”

 

“Give her to me.” Raoul snapped anger in his voice, for although his mind had gone his love for this child had not, if anything it was stronger now, although he didn’t understand why. Taking her in his arms he smiled, looking down at this tiny creature that was totally dependant on him, it needed him.

 

“I will look after you; I will be your father.”

 

“You are not my father,” Raoul jerked at the words, “I have no father, but the father of this body was not you.”

 

“Charmian?” Raoul nearly dropped the tiny infant as the voice of his god spoke through it.

 

“You are mine.” The child spoke “this body is also mine.”

 

“But Charmian?” Raoul managed

 

“You killed her to make way for me.” The child laughed, and moved in a way it shouldn’t be able to at this age; its movements were far to coordinated, to well think out. Raoul fell to his knees holding the child up as if offering.

 

“My Lord.”

 

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Three days, Three days had passed since Demitri knew of the death of his wife and still it had not sunk in, but he had pulled himself up from his pit, from the darkness that was closing around him and he was helping them find his wife’s killer.

 

“The scent was strong; he had been there for a long time or perhaps many times.” Demitri explained over the table.

 

“So we know where Raoul is spending most of his time,” Raziel muttered thinking “we could plan an ambush.”

 

“Wont work.” Kain sighed, speaking for maybe the fourth time in the last three days, the return of the Hylden had seriously damaged him, he had fallen almost completely silent and when alone would mutter to himself almost constantly, it was as if the poison Nupraptor spread had returned stronger than ever. “He now knows we know where he is, he won’t go back.” Raziel glared at his father for a moment but it disappeared very quickly, seeing the sheer frustrated hopelessness in Kain’s eyes. He wasn’t even going to try this time.

 

“Not so.” Demitri piped up looking at the reaver and the scion, “Raoul is completely mad, we could still have hope for him being there.”

 

“Kain go with him to the underbelly of the pillars,” Vorador snapped nudging Kain as it seemed he only really noticed you if you physically moved him. “Raziel go with them also.” Vorador added as an after thought.

 

Kain as it turned out was right, the scent in the air beneath the pillars was old and stale Raoul had not been back here. But that did not worry Raziel as it should have; instead he spent the excursion watching his father who seemed off in another world. They walked the entire way and not once did Kain’s eyes look up from the ground. Raziel had seen his father in deep thought before and this was similar, he became nearly oblivious to life around him but this was different he was not thinking; or if he was thinking he was not thinking of a solution he was thinking much darker thoughts. Deep dark thoughts that would lead to no good.

 

“He hasn’t been here in days.” Raziel sighed watching as Kain moved over to the pillar leaning against his own, his bare cheek pressed up against the cooling stone.

 

“It was worth a try.” Demitri said quietly, then to himself “do not worry Fulvia we’ll find him my love.”

 

“Something doesn’t feel right.” Raziel breathed he looked at his father who had slid down the pillar and was now sitting on the marble floor. “It feels empty here, the way it did when the pillars were falling.” Looking closer at the pillar he saw a hairline crack, which branched up and spread out, the pillar was cracked. He looked again at his father who still seemed to be drifting. “Oh no.”

 

“What?” Demitri asked jerking up from his thoughts of Fulvia

 

“The pillars, something’s wrong with them!” Raziel yelped

 

“You seem surprised?” a voice called, Demitri hissed as Raoul emerged from the shadows, in his arms he held a baby. “They are what is blocking my race from finally coming through we need them gone, so my great and powerful god is removing them.”

 

“We have no god!” Demitri snapped

 

“So these are vampires?” Raoul changed the subject quickly and without skill “funny they seem smaller than I recall.” Without warning Raziel made a wild sudden jump, claws aiming for the throat of the Hylden, but before he could reach his he was caught in a fist made from raw power and thrown back. “My, my so weak also.”

 

“Kain for the love of the pillars get up.” Raziel hissed, getting to his feet; the throw had not hurt him, but he could tell easily that alone he could not do this. Raoul frowned for a moment before sending another telekinetic blow the reaver way. Raziel flew up and into the mind pillar sending shards crumbling down.

 

“I suppose I could just batter these damn things with you until one of them breaks.” Raoul laughed “I wonder which will go first.” The shards continued to fall and Raziel hit the ground with a hard thump. “I do believe . . .” Raoul was cut of when a clawed hand closed around his throat,

 

 

The insane Hylden general tried to gasp, nothing could move that fast, nothing in any of the worlds had that kind of speed. The fingers around his throat tightened, looking at the one who held him he hissed then froze completely.

 

“You!” he managed, he knew those eyes, eyes the colour of ale turned blood red in front of him, he knew those eyes, and those eyes had killed Eino. “You killed my brother!” the child in his arms started to cry and suddenly the grip around Raoul’s throat relaxed. “So the great Kain isn’t such a monster after all.” Kain didn’t seem to hear him, but hissed warningly and wisely Raoul backed off.

 

“Kill him!” Raziel snapped from his bruised position on the floor.

 

“NO!” Demitri screamed, “That’s Charmian! She’s my daughter.” The young Hylden made to rush forwards but ran clean into a telekinetic barrier. Kain snarled loudly.

 

“You can’t even speak anymore can you?” Raoul laughed “my god truly is powerful.”

 

“I will not waste words with you.” Kain breathed but his voice was strained as if it did indeed trouble him to speak.

 

“Charmian!” Demitri cried out straining against the barrier

 

“Father.” a male voice spoke from the child in Raoul’s arms, a voice filled with dark intelligence and power. “Thank you father for this body, I will use it well.” And with the Raoul left after a tense moment Raziel seemed to snap back to life.

 

“Why didn’t you kill him!” he screeched at his father rushing forwards “why not! You could have fixed everything! And you just stood there!!” but once again Kain seemed to have become deaf to the world and instead of looking to his child he simply walked out of the underbelly of the pillars, in the way that would lead him to the pillars surface. Raziel watched him go and turned to Demitri who was pounding the floor with his fists.

 

“Monster, Monster!” he was sobbing “my child, Charmian my little girl, he took my little girl!” It took Raziel a few tried but eventually he managed to calm the Hylden wreck into standing and returning with him, he would deal with his father later.

 

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“. . . and he just left.” Raziel finished

 

“Whats wrong with him?” Janos asked frowning, he’d never seen Kain look like this, he’d seen him sulk before but this was different, he truly seemed as if his soul was being sucked out.

 

“This whole re-invasion is . . . is not having a good effect on him.” Vorador sighed “I thought that his little flicker at the Seer’s abode was all that this would be but it seems maybe this is going to be a bigger problem than I thought.”

 

“He used to have moods like this.” Melchiah spoke up “when we ruled Nosgoth, we just used to let him alone and he would snap out of it on his own.”

 

“We don’t have that kind of time.” Vorador snapped “at this rate they will build the gate, call in an army and take over while we wait around for your father to come out of a tizzy.”

 

“It’s not a tizzy.” Raziel muttered quietly “he does this when he really believes he can’t fix something, a fledgling of mine once got sick and we couldn’t fix her, we took her to Kain and he tried but nothing worked. She died and he went silent like this.” Raziel sighed “I think his quiet moments before were when he thought he couldn’t find a way out of the elder god’s dilemma.”

 

“So you think he’s given up?” Janos breathed, shock written all over the elder vampires face. Raziel had to smile.

 

“Saviors or no Janos we are just people.” He smiled a little wider “we have bad days as well.” He turned to Vorador “he’ll go to the pillars I’ll go see if I can snap him out of it.” Melchiah smiled

 

“You always could before.” He laughed quietly the meaning of his words clear

 

“Just because I’ve got a smooth tongue.” Raziel looked smug, Melchiah sniggered Vorador shook his head. Noticing this Raziel turned and left the way his father had.

 

Once outside the mansion and on his way to the pillars Raziel let his confidence drop. This was clearly more than a simple bump in the road of his father’s minding and confidence, something was very wrong. It remained him of when Kain had not been able to retrieve his memories because of the block destruction put up in his mind. This had that same stink about it. Raziel sighed and picked his way over the swamp, he’d seen Kain when he had momentarily lost his confidence before and although he had acted as if he had given up, he had never really looked it, this time the light had gone out of his eyes, it really was as if he was about to lie down and accept his fate.

 

Reaching the end of the swamp Raziel looked at the pillars and stopped, maybe it was just all in his mind but they seemed a little greyer, a little more fractured. He swallowed hard, this proved something was seriously wrong, not the pillars decaying but rather his father’s reaction, Kain hadn’t done a thing when the Hylden had attacked Raziel but had only moved when the pillars had been damaged; he couldn’t even see his own child any more. Rushing forwards through the remaining forest he reached the clearing to find his father not stood as he had expected at the center of them but rather sitting leaning up against his own pillar.

 

“Father?” Raziel spoke, Kain made no show of having heard him “Kain.” Kain opened his eyes and looked at his first born. “You have to snap out of this, we need you to be yourself again.” A sound came from Kain and it took Raziel a moment to realize he was laughing but again it sounded like he had to try ridiculously hard to make the sound.

 

“myself.” He breathed “tell me Raziel who am I if not myself.”

 

“Please . . .” Raziel managed, the strange desperation in his voice seemed to get through to his father and Kain turned the expression on his face made Raziel flinch for it to be one of desperation. Raziel moved to his Sire with legendary speed and wrapped arms around him. He felt Kain gingerly return the embrace, his head moved down as if to bite his child but he didn’t instead he breathed into his ear making Raziel shiver but the words that followed ran cold in Raziel’s blood for the rest of his life.

 

“I can . . . feel it,” Kain managed, his voice strained and broken as if a hand was closing on his throat

 

And with those words the land rumbled and the pillars cracked.

 

End of Book Three

 

Authoress note: So that’s the end of Creation: The second Coming. The third and final installment of the trilogy will be coming soon so fear not.

 

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