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Remembered Gods	By : Light7 Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 1447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Legacy of Kain, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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The Remembered Gods

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�s that simple.

Also note this
fic discusses and contains hints of Rape

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Janos/Vorador

Authoress note: Please note this whole fic is in Janos�
point of view.

I am judging
Janos was in the device for six hundred years, this was worked out from the
timeline but my mathematic skills really do suck so if it is wrong I
apologize.

EXPRESS WARNING: Defiance and Blood omen two spoilers.

Dedications: This fic was inspired by a review given
to �Forgotten Gods� and so in turn this sequel
is dedicated to Jade.

Also Schuldig Schwarzose ose amazingly flattering reviews have been so very sweet and inspiring. Also
because she�s a legacy of Kain fanatic just as much as me.

And As always this is also dedicated to my beta reader �odeena skywalker� aka �Anne Shard� because without whom this
would most likely be practically unreadable for many.

APOLOGY: This chapter has a lot of
dialogue from blood omen two in it, please forgive me I had to get this bit in
or none of the rest would make much sense I�m sorry if it is a little slow, I
really did try to make it interesting.

Please also note that some of the dialogue has been
changed slightly, not much, not story altering lines or anything just the odd
word here and there.

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Italics
mean either flashbacks or thoughts

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Chapter Two

{Janos
Audron}

Below him, the human ran.

Janos glided effortlessly over the
tree tops, easily keeping pace with his prey while steering the unwitting human
out of the forest, where he could make the kill easier without the trees to
restrict him and his impressive wing-span. He disliked this part of his nature,
but he could dislike it until the end of time, he still had to eat.

The human cleared the trees and put
on an extra burst of speed, obviously aware that he was easier prey out here on
the planes. It bolted towards the village just a few feet away with the vain
hope of salvation and life racing through its fractured and panicked mind.

The human fell, dark blue talons
striking its back. Janos veered upwards as his prey fell to avoid crashing himself, then ghosted down gently.

He landed, looking down at his
crippled prey.

Then suddenly grasgrass under his
feet became marble, the trees behind him great stone chairs and the human at
his feet his saviour.

Raziel

He heard the Hylden laugh using his
voice, he felt the creature call on his magic and send it down in a fury
towards his saviour who lay twitching beneath him. He screamed inside his own
mind as the form of Raziel seemed to fade to oblivion.

He had killed his only hope at
salvation.

He
was jerked from the dream by the sound of a door opening.

He
continued to lie still; it was probably only Hylden workers changing shifts as
they did every so often. He scented the air without really thinking and caught
the same potent scent he had earlier, fire and rage mixed with a distant spice
of some kingdom far to the east and underneath it all the faintest hint of his
child.

But
something was new; he could smell the sea on this one, the salt of the ocean,
where the eternal prison sat, and he could almost taste the hopelessness.
Briefly he touched Kain�s mind and was almost blown back by the wave of grief. A
few flashed images shot through him and he sighed, withdrawing from the scion�s
mind.

This
fledgling now shared his pain, the pain of killing someone you cared about, the
guilt and the agony.

�I
sense a change in you... you've found the Builder,� he asked, standing.

�You
are perceptive,� Kain replied slowly. Janos was shocked at how well this young
one hid his emotions. Apart from the slight dip in his voice, nothing else had
changed. �He gave me his blood as a gift. I gave him, in return, the gift he
most wanted. Death.�

Janos
nodded as much as he was able. He would have felt pity for the creature had it
not been Hylden, for as much as he was tortured now by his imprisonment here he
knew that the builder would have suffered far worse for far longer.

It
made him realise how truly weak he was. That creature had managed to survive in
the eternal prison for so long, yet Janos felt like he was breaking apart and
he had suffered far less. He winced at his own weakness and he hated the fact a
Hylden was stronger than him.

�You
are ready to descend into the Device.� He spoke softly �Time grows short; my
life is drawn from me. The Device is alive, you must roy roy it.�

�What
can you tell me of the creature within?� Kain asked.

So
the fledgling knew of the Mass, yet he did not know much. Still, Janos was
impressed.

�The
slaves speak of it as the Mass.
It has great power; yet it is just an animal. The blood in your veins will kill
it.� He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of this one mixed with that of
his child. It lifted his spirits slightly and made his hope spring forth anew.

�How
do I enter the Device?� Kain questioned, tilting his head slightly. Janos felt
sorry for this one once more. The poor creature looked exhausted, yet his eyes
were determined.

�This
passage will lead you there.� He indicated a door just behind him. Kain turned
towards it, nodding.

�I
will return when the Device is destroyed,� he smirked.

Janos
nodded once again. Now, the Hylden would suffer, the scion would be victorious
and the Hylden would once again be driven from this world. He would have smiled
if he had been able.

Then
a thought struck him suddenly. Kain did not know the Hylden, no image of Hylden
rested in his mind. The word was foreign to him, yet in truth he had already
met one.

�Wait!�
he snapped suddenly �You must know your true enemies- my captors, they are not
of this world.� Janos paused, unsure how to continue and be quick while giving
the scion all he needed to know. �They control the Glyph magic by which Meridian
is enslaved. They pull the strings of the Serefan while in the disguise of the
Glyph Wraiths. They are called the Hylden and r ler leader is, of course--�

�The
Serefan Lord!� Kain interrupted. Janos nodded.

�Hylden scum,�
his mind spat.

�The
wars between us flamed for a thousand years, but we prevailed at last and we
banished our enemies from the face of the Earth by powerful magic, sealing them
into another plane of existence,� he finished explaining.

�What
has this history lesson to do with my task at hand?� Kain was obviously ill at
ease or board, adrenalin still running high in the young scion.

�Patience,
Kain� Janos chided. �The race that fought the vampires was the Hylden, the very
Hylden that you have just encountered. They control the Serefan,
they are striving to wipe out the vampires, enslave the humans, and reclaim all
of Nosgoth as their own. They are the evil that plague us once again- authors
of the demons and the Device and all else that threatens the land! They have
returned to enact a terrible revenge,� he continued to explain,
trying to keep it short and obviously failing.

The
ground beneath them shook violently and nearly sent both vampires to the ground,
but both managed to keep their footing.

�I
thought you said that they were banished,� Kain�s voice was accusing once again.

�They
were, Kain,� Janos nodded, �but several centuries ago one of the Hylden was
able to return to our world. He then
used his magic to draw other Hylden through, but had not the power to n a n a
full invasion.� The ground shook again. �He required an army here and humans to
drain of energy. He learned of a legendary order, whose purpose was to purge the
world of vampires long ago. He revived this order and the Serefan were born
again.�

�The
Serefan Lord, it was he that broke through!� Kain realised. �But how?�

�Ah,
now we come to your part in this story.� Janos sighed, he did not want to place
blame on anyone, but... �When you chose
to doy toy the Pillar of Balance, you caused a rift throughout the world,
sufficient to breach through the dimensions.� He saw the effect his words had
on the young one and felt guilt. �It was in this way that the Serefan Lord was
able to enter the world- by building a magical gate. This is the Hylden Gate. Close
this gate, Kain, and all the Hylden within Nosgoth will perish.�

�The
gate sustains their existence?� Kain�s eyes seemed to light up a little at the
possibility of fixing his mistake.

�Precisely!
It is their umbilical cord to the other world. When it is closed, they cannot
dwell in our wo� Ja� Janos nodded.

�And
so all the Hylden will die, and the Serefan Lord, as one of them, dies as well.
I see.� Kain smiled toothily, and Janos wondered briefly what the Hylden lord
had done to make Kain hate him so. Kain had not known of the Hylden, so he did
not share the vampires� hatred. This hatred was something personal.

�Close
the gate anll tll the Serefan Lord, Kain. Close the gate and shut the Hylden
from the world once again.� He smiled and nodded.

�And
how is this to be done?� Kain asked, eager once again.

He
reached into Kain�s mind silently once again and sucked the image of Sanctuary
from him. He smiled and replied, �Let us go to Sanctuary. Vorador must be
informed of all that has occurred and a plan can be drawn to finish this...
once and for all.� And with that, he pulled Kain to himself and drew on what
little power he had left, teleporting them out of the Device.

Free
at last.

//**//**//

The
sanctuary they arrived in was cold and nearly empty, save from a few figures
that darted back when they appeared. Kain took a step back away from him and
his eyes darted around the chamber. When they stopped Janos followed his gaze.

Vorador.

His
child stood there, frowning. Je blinked a few times
and seemed to sniff at the air, testing all his senses.

�What's
this!? No! Wait! Do I dare believe my senses?� he muttered quietly, and then
spoke louder, �Janos!? My sire! They killed you!�

Janos
had to bite the inside his his mouth and clench his talons to stop himself from
hurtling towards his child, collapsing onto him and never letting go. That
wouldn�t have been a good example to set to the fledglings who
were now starting to approach.

But
his child was alive and stood just a few feet away!

�No,
far worse... but that is a story for another time.� He forced his mind away
from dwelling on what he had suffered at the hands of the Hylden. He fought
down a shudder, and he felt his throat quiver as he fought down a sob. Luckily,
Kain spoke for him.

�But
there will be no time for any of us. Vorador, we need your counsel,� Kain
spoke.

A
young fledgling, younger than the Scion and a woman, smirked, although Janos
could see the relief in her eyes.

�We
were wondering where you were,� she spoke, and her smirk faded to a light
smile.

�I've
been doing what I said I would do,� Kain snapped and Janos winced. Another one
the Scion did not trust.

�Kain? The Device?�
Vorador�s eyes lit up suddenly. Kain smirked proudly.

�I
have destroyed it. But we are now faced with a peril even greater than before.�
His smirk faded instantly and he looked to Janos.

�How
is this?� Vorador asked. Janos looked to Vorador, sorrow in his eyes.

�The
ancient history, I will convey to you in a better hour, should any of us be so
fortunate as to reach such a time. For this moment you must believe me when I
tell you your enemy, our great enemy, the Serefan Lord, is one of a people that
come from another world.� Janos cursed himself for never really explaining the
Hylden to his child. He had hoped to spare his child any unpleasantness, but
now he saw that he had just failed again �His plan, beyond all others, is to
bring this enemy race back into this world from which my kind, in another age,
once banished them. He must be prevented or all our kind will perish!�

�Sire,
what must we do?� Vorador�s eyes had fear in them, although Janos doubted any
others would have noticed it. But he knew his fledgling well.
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