Creation
The second coming
Book one
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: Happy 2006 to everyone.
I was worried about some OOC in this chapter
especially but then I realized that there’s no actual point in the games where
the characters are happy so hence I have nothing to base this chapter on so can
it really be OOC? Oh well if you think it is then I give you my apologies.
Italics mean either flashbacks or thoughts
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“Do you
think we’re dysfunctional?”
“Do I
what?” Kain looked up from the book in his lap, to see his youngest child
entering the library looking somewhat confused.
“Do you
think we’re dysfunctional?” Melchiah asked again, Magnus’ words echoing in his
mind. The youngest of Kain’s brood had collided with the eldest of Vorador’s
who had been snapping about the ‘relationships’ in the house and had powerfully
declared his opinion that the whole house and everyone in it was dysfunctional.
“Yes,”
Kain agreed “I think we might be, but if we weren’t it would be . . . creepy
for want of a better word.”
“Creepy,”
Melchiah repeated, yes maybe his father was right, if all the vampires suddenly
started getting on he would think something odd was going on. He was snapped from his thoughts by a sigh
from Kain; he turned to face his father and blinked questioningly
“I think I
might go out,” Kain muttered looking distracted.
Chapter Two
The woods
were silent in winter.
Many
creatures slept in burrows and nests warm and safe from predators. Only the
sharp eyes of a fox noticed the swarm of silver furred bats that raced over the
treetops, their movements to synchronized to be a true swarm, this was a single
creature who had taken the form of many to achieve flight. Many pairs of eyes
settled on the fox and the natural creature fled from the gaze of the
unnatural, and the bats continued their fight north towards the pillars.
It was not
the first time Kain had felt this disturbance in the natural order but he had
been ignoring it for two reasons. The first being pride, when the creature
known as despair had fallen Kain had found himself jumping at shadows, every
time there was a slight shift in the natural balance he would take to the skies
and to the pillars; Vorador had found his worrying highly amusing and Kain was
sick of returning to the mansion only to be laughed at. The second reason was
slightly more selfish; he too like his first born hated the cold. The pillars
loomed in the distance as he sped towards them, silently envying Janos his
wings, it would be so much simpler to take flight with ones own wings rather
than have to break down your very being, to have to guide yourself through many
eyes, Kain had lost count of the amount of times he’d crashed or landed
roughly. Also with your own wings you needn’t worry about your magic energy
running low, it had been centuries since Kain had had to worry about such a
thing but he had memories from his fledgling days when he had suddenly found
himself shifting back to his natural form in mid air and tumbling to the earth;
it had been embarrassing to say the least.
Slowly the
swarm of bats glided down towards the marble base of the pillars noticing
another form standing at the foot of the pillars. An ancient guardian stood by
the nature pillar, Kain recognized him as the nature guardian. The ancient
guardians were slowly starting to accept the fact that the pillars were alive
once more but some were more willing to accept this than others and the nature
guardian was one of those who was quiet at ease with the idea that the pillars
were alive. He seemed to be one of the less restricted guardians, freer to
accept changes in the world than some of the others although dimension was close
behind him.
“I thought
you might show up.” The ancient guardian spoke calmly as if he had indeed been
waiting for him “you noticed this sooner than I thought, you are indeed who you
claim to be.” He watched the swarm pull itself together and become the young
scion; it still surprised him how the scion took to flight by changing his very
form. He was sure he’d seen Vorador do something similar once change himself so
he could take to the skies.
“I know
who I am.” Kain muttered “and prey tell what have I noticed?”
“You tell
me,” nature shrugged
“Something
is amiss,” Kain sighed, rubbing his temples with a clawed hand, flight always
made him somewhat lightheaded.
“This has
something to do with whats happening in
“I’m not
sure, maybe.” He answered deliberately being vague, in his years with Raziel he
had become very good at being vague and giving only half answers
“Raziel,
before he left for
“Why do
you bring that up?” Kain asked, moving towards the balance pillar
“Because
it bothers me Scion.” The ancient Nature guardian answered looking smug, “you know
more than you are telling me, the slight shift in energies, the rumors from
“Restlessness.”
Kain muttered trying to act as if he had no idea what the nature guardian was
referring to. He approached his pillar and leaned back against the warm marble,
feeling the pulse of the magic within change to match the beat of his own
blood. A wave of relaxation that always washed over him when he was here hit
him and the scion closed his eyes.
“You and
Vorador have been tearing into each other a lot more recently, you’ve been
disappearing for nights and according to Janos becoming a lot more . . .
irritable was his word.” The nature guardian approached the scion holding out a
clawed, cloven hand he gently touched the scion jerking back when magic
crackled between them
“Is Janos
your spy?” Kain smirked the nature guardian shook his head, Kain snorted “I
dislike the colour green and I am bored with the stillness.”
“You’re a
poor liar Balance.” The Nature guardian smiled “if it was a mere case of you
being bored then I doubt you would feel the need to nearly rip another vampire
to shreds and if you truly disliked green I doubt the idea of the smoke would
bother you so much. Now tell me what is happening?”
“I don’t know.”
Kain answered opening eyes to look the ancient guardian in the face
“But you
suspect.” The guardian pressed, Kain nodded
“Yes, I
have many suspicions, life would be to dull without suspicion.” Kain smirked,
the guardian looked tired but somewhat pleading and Kain sighed
“The green
smoke disturbs me this is true,” he admitted, the silence spoke volumes “when
the Hylden broke through they were very green.”
“The
Hylden are a dusty brown in colour.” The nature guardian muttered not sure why
the scion laughed
“I did not
mean their skin,” Kain smirked “it was more like there essence, their magic it
was very . . . green.” He shook his head “I cannot explain it more.”
“You do
not need to I think I might understand you, you are referring to the energy
they control, also I believe it may have something to do with the dimension
they are contained in, we made it from our magic and dimension magic is green.”
“You think
they are coming back.” Kain said slowly looking to the balance pillar, eyes
unconsciously scanning the white marble for marks of corruption. It was his
turn to turn and stare confused when the nature guardian laughed at him “I fail
to see the amusement.”
“The
Hylden cannot come back to this plane of existence.” Nature laughed, wiping a single
blood tear from his eye.
“Funny,”
Kain nodded “considering what almost happened last time when you all thought
they couldn’t return.” The nature guardian looked pained
“Humans
are not fit to be guardians and now there are no human guardians, the pillars
are strong and pure, served by vampires.” His smile faded slightly “but this
does have a certain stink about it.”
“What do
you think?” Kain asked confused, this defiantly had a feeling of the Hylden
about it but the nature guardian was right, the pillars were whole and pure,
the magic following in them was untouched by corruption nothing was wrong with
them,
“I am not sure;
maybe we didn’t purge all the stray daemons like we believed we had and one is
causing trouble, upsetting the energies.”
“It
wouldn’t be the first time.” Kain agreed feeling awkward, all of his past
‘panics’ had in fact been stray daemons upsetting Nosgoth’s energy and not a
second attack by the Hylden or one of the other entities out in the ether.
“The
disturbance is not powerful, it is small, and so far all reports of something
out of the ordinary are coming from one place, most likely it is a daemon.”
Nature smirked
“Prey tell
if you had already made your mind up as to what the disturbance was why did you
pick my brain?” Kain hissed glaring at the nature guardian feeling foolish. The
nature guardian looked solemn for a moment
“I know
that this is not something to worry about but . . . I can’t stop myself, it
feels as if something . . . terrible will happen soon and I was curious to see
if you shared my intuition.” Kain shook his head, he knew the nature guardian
was most likely right and this was nothing but a stray daemon and he was simply
still jumping at shadows, once again he felt foolish.
* * *
“So whats
the big commotion about?” Raziel snapped as they wandered the docks “this place
stinks of engines and fish but nothing out of the ordinary.”
“Maybe you
should stop smelling with your nose and start trying to feel with your . . .
intuition.” Ariel muttered frowning out at the sea “but I think your right, it
feels almost like something was here but . . . its weak now so I think it’s
gone.”
“What is
this IT, you keep referring to?” Raziel held out clawed hands over a burning
oil drum, the few human crowded around gave him a wary look and edged back.
Despite there being peace between vampires and mortals the humans couldn’t
completely fight their basic instincts of fight or flight when it came to being
close to the vampires. Raziel smirked as the mortals backed off and moved
closer to the fire enjoying the slight heat.
“I don’t
know.” Ariel muttered standing next to him and warming her own hands, “ugh this
weather is enough to chill you to the bone, and we should perhaps retire for
the evening.”
“I
suggested that ages ago.” Raziel huffed
“If I
remember correctly Raziel,” Ariel nudged the young vampire “you said it before
we got outside.”
“I could
see the snow out the window.” Raziel muttered looking sadly at the fire, he
suddenly glared “lucky bastards getting to stay at the nice warm, soft mansion,
bloody guardians they did this to me on purpose and Kain didn’t even put in a
word to get me out of it, I’m sure if he’d of said something they would have
backed down but no, he just laughed . . . well I hope the roof collapses under
all the snow and they all freeze to death in their sleep.”
“Raziel
shut up.” Ariel snapped, Raziel blinked at the harshness of her voice
“what?” he
was about to whine when he noticed Ariel’s expression of confusion and fear,
absently he sniffed at the air and a low growl worked its way out of his
throat, he knew that smell and it was not engine oil or fish. Blocking out the
sound of the chattering mortals and the water splashing against the wood of the
jetties, he tried to focus on something else.
A sudden
sound to his left made him spin just in time to see a lone gas daemon; the
creature looked half starved and carried many scars from previous battles.
Raziel hissed as the daemon disappeared around the corner; it seemed he had
found their little problem.
* * *
“That was
disgusting.”
“Why?”
Magnus snapped at Sebastian as he swallowed the last mouthful and turned to his
brother “I believe you owe me some money.” He smirked
“I cannot
believe you ate that, it has to have been at least three million years old.”
Sebastian reached into his pocket and pulled out a few gold coins before
pushing them towards his brother
“It was
not don’t lie,” Magnus smirked lifting his prize
“It had
lumps in it, and it was all congealed and it smelled like . . . well like foul
blood.” Sebastian snapped, it made him cringe to watch Magnus drain the entire
glass of old blood which had taken on the same density of foul milk and the
same smell as well. He had made the bet jokingly, thinking his brother would
never be that foolish as to really drink it, but once more he was proven wrong.
Magnus was stupider than he had given him credit for.
“I think
you owe me something else as well as money,” Magnus grinned “after all that was
an awful lot of blood and it did indeed have lumps . . . chewy lumps.”
“Ugh,
Magnus you’re going to make me ill, never mind yourself.” Sebastian muttered
wincing as Magnus’ stomach made an unpleasant sound “Marcus wont be to pleased,
I think he and Faustus had a bet to see how long it would take before it grew
legs and crawled away, I think Kain even started calling it Steve.”
“Um,”
Magnus swallowed loudly and seemed to go paler than he already was “I think
considering how big ‘Steve’ was I think you owe me more than just money.”
“Oh you
do, do you?” Sebastian raised an eyebrow “what do I owe you now?”
“Cuffs.”
Magnus smirked, belching loudly
“That was
disgusting and I am not letting you use cuffs, I had rope burns last time!”
“That’s
why cuff are . . .” Magnus started but stopped at his brother’s glare
“No
Magnus.” Sebastian said very slowly
“I . . . I
don’t . . . oh god.” Magnus suddenly clutched his mouth and stomach
simultaneously. Sebastian stood and helped his brother stand.
“Let’s get
you to a sink.” Sebastian muttered
* * *
“Did you
need to be so . . . enthusiastic?” Ariel asked standing over the mutilated corpse
of the daemon
“Yes,”
Raziel snapped “it’s this bastards fault that I was forced to come all the way
down to
“Has
anyone ever told you how over dramatic you are?” Ariel muttered frowning,
Raziel was about to answer but stopped when he saw her expression
“What?” he
asked looking away from the still steaming body of the daemon
“The
daemon is dead,” Ariel said bluntly “so surely the feeling of . . . well the
weight in the air, the smell, the green should be gone.”
“And it
isn’t?” Raziel sighed loudly
“It’s
getting stronger.” Ariel answered.
End of Chapter
Authoress note: well not much happened but stuff
will happen
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