Hostile Takeover | By : AlpineDragon Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I don't own the Legacy of Kain series nor am I making any money on this story. I only own the OCs and made up cities. |
Chapter 1
Kain's bats lighted down in a dark corner of the city near the building that the Reaver was pulling him to, it knew its counterpart was there and wanted it. The vampire lord cast an illusion spell upon himself to appear as a human noble before stepping out into the cobblestone street and heading for the inn that the cabal held their meetings. His urgency made his step faster and the travel time far shorter than it would have been. He entered the inn and was disgusted by the amount of drunken nobles and city officials that sat in the main room, each with a filthy-looking strumpet of female or male variety on their laps or lying at their feet. Unable to look at the horrendous sight any longer, he sought out the benefactor of the inn turned brothel; he quickly sighted the over-weight man sitting at the dining table before the large fireplace. It was the creature next to the grubby little man that really caught Kain's eye; a young man that looked to be in his late twenties with milky white skin and silken blue-tinted black hair. The boy's face was downcast but Kain could feel that it was what he was seeking as he walked up to the table.
"Greetings, fair noble! May I interest you in some entertainment this fine evening?" The jolly pot-bellied man asked Kain as he stuffed his face with mutton. Kain wanted nothing more than to frown and snap the man's neck but luckily Kain was very good at hiding his emotions.
"Yes, I am interested in this little creature here…" The vampire lord said as he passively motioned a hand towards the boy with the black hair, making the man frown and the boy to raise his head; Kain felt a surge of pride at the look of pure defiance and hated in the boy's cloudy eyes.
"Oh, I'm sorry sir, but this pretty little one is reserved. Perhaps I can interest you in-"
"No, I will only settle for this one." Kain pulled a small pouch out of his pocket and dropped it on the table, making the benefactor's widen and glow with lust; it was amazing what an illusion spell and a bag of flat stones could do to a greedy human, "And perhaps this will change your mind…"
"Oh! Oh, thank you, sir! It's a pleasure to do business with you." The man quickly grabbed the sack of fake coins and prodded the boy's shoulder, "Go on, son, earn your keep." Despite the command the boy refused to move, making the grubby man angry and causing him to strike the boy's cheek but still the boy refused as the red mark formed on his pale face.
"My apologies, my good sir, he's a stubborn one."
"No worries, I am more than capable of taking him myself."
"That is good, sir, I am sorry for his behavior. A room is free on the upper floor if it is your wish."
"Very good." With this, Kain simply picked up the boy and threw him over his shoulder to carry him to the room where he could check him over for injuries.
~H~T~
Kain slammed and locked the door before walking over to the bed and dropping the boy on it to get a better look at him. The boy fell backwards and let out a strangled cry, the sound being stifled by the leather collar wrapped tightly around his throat. The cry wasn't from fear but from pain, Kain didn't like that little fact considering that he had dropped him rather gently. He watched as the boy ground his teeth to get past the pain before relaxing again and trying to catch what little breath the collar would let through. Kain figure the reason for the collar and the shackles holding his hands behind his back was because he put up a fight.
"Raziel, we must stop this little habit of being used that you have…" He said flatly as the boy glared up at him, the look quickly turning to shock as Kain removed his illusion spell. The vampire lord bent down and brought his claws close to Raziel's throat, making the boy flinch and try to move away but Kain pressed his other hand to his first born's chest. He silently slipped the hooked tip of his claw under the leather and pulled up, snapping it; the sudden ability to breathe making Raziel release several hacking coughs. The boy looked at Kain and opened his mouth to say something but no words came, his throat damaged from the collar. The vampire could see panic slowly start to form in Raziel's eyes, resulting in Kain doing something he would not have normally done if Raziel were himself; he sat down on the bed next to him and began to gently massage his first born's damaged throat in a soothing manor.
"Raziel, I know we have our differences and you still harbor hate for me but after all that you've done for Nosgoth these filthy humans have no right to do to you what they've done." Kain was not looking forward to what he had to next now that Raziel finally start to settle down and trust him a bit, "I am sorry Raziel but I must check for injuries that you've sustained in the past month." He saw the panic fill his fledgling's eyes as he started to unbuckle the boy's belt, Raziel tried to move his bound hands but to no avail; to tired and beaten down, the wraith-turned-human simply admitted defeat lie still for Kain. Knowing that Raziel's hurt pride and what little honor he had left for Kain would stop him of ever speaking of this once he was back to normal gave Kain an opportunity to be kind and gentle he wouldn't normally take, but he needed Raziel to relax in order to help him. His fledgling let out a scared and pained whimper as the vampire lord slowly down his trousers to access the damage that had be done in order to know how to care for him for his time being as a human. Raziel turned his head away, face flushed blue with embarrassment and self-disgust while Kain scowled at what he saw; his first born's hips and upper thighs were badly bruised and his genitals bruised and bound by a small leather strap. Raziel stiffened as Kain moved to remove the strap so the vampire lord gently massaged Raziel's bruised hip and side in a soothing manor to help relax his fledgling through the process. The deed was finished seconds later and his pants pulled back up quickly but gently after.
"Do not worry, Raziel, I am here to help you, not hurt you further…" Kain reassured him as he gently lifted him up by placing a hand to the small of Raziel's back with one hand while the other hand snapped the pathetic excuse for a chain that held together Raziel's shackles. The vampire lord was in the process of laying him back on the bed when a pained look passed over Raziel's face and Kain thought he felt something move under the skin of the small of Raziel's back. It took but mere moments for Kain to realize what the movement was; Raziel's vampiric wing mutation was preparing to happen to quickly for its master's body to prepare properly. Now Kain was a bit worried, such a mutation required months of sleep and vampiric healing abilities to just make it through the sheer pain of the process and now Raziel had neither of those; the pain alone from the wings trying to get free could kill the little human. Kain was pulled back to reality by Raziel trying to use his arms, which were weak from lack of use, to try get up. He could only watch as the tired figure finally gave up after a few failed tries and simply laid on the bed, waiting for Kain to do whatever he wanted to him. The vampire lord move to sit against the headboard of the bed and gently pulled his tired and unresisting fledgling into his lap before he started to remove the manacles from around the boy's wrists. Raziel looked up at Kain with confusion in his eyes as the circles of metal clattered to the ground and the vampire lord looked down to see ice blue blood leak from the wounds Raziel's wrists. The boy let out a surprised gasp as Kain suddenly grabbed one of his damaged wrists and brought it to his mouth. Kain began to gently lick the wounds, using his tongue and saliva to clean the blood away and move the damaged skin to the best position to heal with human abilities before moving to the other wrist.
"You should rest; we have a long and hard travel ahead of us." Kain told his first born as he gently laid him on the bed, careful to avoid touch his back where the wings were forming inside. Raziel didn't move from where he was laid but used his eyes to ask Kain where he was going; sadly it was a vampire that had treated him the best out of all the men he had been sold to and was now worried that he would leave and another would come.
"Worry not, Raziel, I shall return and we will leave. Sayumi wishes to meet you in person." Kain reassured him as he softly rubbed a claw over Raziel's black lips and then the black markings under his eyes, making sure the tired boy drifted off to sleep before heading for the door.
~H~T~
With his illusion spell up, Kain walked down the stairs and headed over to the brothel benefactor, who still had no idea that Kain's money was fake.
"Ah, greetings again, good noble."
"Greetings…." Kain growled out, rather irritated.
"I don't see the boy with you…."
"He is sleeping." At Kain's word the benefactor stood up and grabbed the leather belt that lay at his side.
"That ungrateful wretch! I shall teach him a lesson for being so insolent!"
"You shall do no such thing, filth!" Kain growled as he forcefully slammed the man back into his chair, "Now tell me, was there a dirty brown cloth with white markings found with the boy." The benefactor was feeling rather scared by the "man" before him and could only nod stupidly.
"Good, fetch it for me and I shall be taking the boy with me."
"I'm s-sorry, sir, but h-he's not for sale….! H-he's my best s-seller, far prettier than the rest."
"I could tell by the markings I found on his body but I care not about your filthy business." The vampire lord removed his spell, gathering scared gasps from everyone in the room, and placed cloven foot against the benefactor's throat, "I am taking my fledgling and his clan symbol. Now fetch it for me and you disgusting creatures shall be spared, I do not have time to waste on dirt such as the likes of you." Kain hissed in his faced and man broke down into tears as he motioned for one of his prostitutes to bring Kain Raziel's clan flag. The little female quickly brought it and gave it to Kain, fear in her eyes the whole time. He sneered in disgust a the lot of them as he snatched up the ancient cloth and headed back upstairs. He had to get Raziel back to the castle in order for Sestine to help him through the painful mutation.
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