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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.

Warning: it has to be said . . . . This
fic contains YAOI (GuyXGuy), blood
play and a lemon, if this offends or upsets you do not read this, it�s that
simple. Please also note it contains Possible
Defiance
references.

If you choose to avoid any of these things the back button is right
there for your use and I hope you find what you are looking for. By continuing
and reading you are acknowledging the above information and accepting it.

Pairing: Vorador/Kain. Yaoi
elements but little emotion, maybe a hint of Vorador/Janos

Rating: NC-17

Part: Five of Five

Set: Pre Blood omen two, why oh why can�t I get
out of this time frame *cry�s pitifully*

Authoress note: A completely stand alone fic,
not related to any of my others. I wanted to try something a little different
but I think this is turning out very similar to all my others . . . bother. But
I just really wanted to write it.

Dedications: As always this is dedicated to my
wonderful beta reader, Odeena skywalker
who without, this would be unreadable for most. Also to Eiko the werewolf for sharing my insane moments and my bizarre mood
swings and not freaking out and for passing her driving test, I�m so
proud.

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

The Devine Image

Cruelty has a human heart
And Jealousy a human face
Terror the human form divine
And secrecy the human dress

The
Devine image. William Blake. Songs of experience

Chapter Five

I always enjoyed being fucked by you

Kain: The Devine Image

{Vorador}

He knew he was dreaming again.

The place he was in was pitch black, solid
blackness surrounded him. But the darkness was strange, very strange. He
himself was visible, it was as if he was glowing in the darkness; and the small
area around him, a perfect square around him was lit also. When he took a step
forwards so did the square of light. After testing to make sure the light
really did move with him, he began to walk. Slowly at first as he was timid of
the light leaving him; there was something wrong with this darkness, something
so wrong that a vampire feared it.

He walked for what felt like hours and seemed to be
get nowhere; it was just the same stone floor beneath his talons, no marks to
give him an idea if he was walking in circles or if he was walking anywhere
different. Not knowing what else to do Vorador kept walking, as long as the
light didn�t leave him he would be safe.

�You really are rather slow aren�t you?� Vorador
jerked at the voice. First with fear then he paused, he recognised that voice,
and the short bark of laughter with which it had been said, Kain? Kain was here?

�Show yourself!� Vorador snapped, unsure. The voice
despite it being someone he knew was coming from the darkness; he feared
trickery. There was the sound of rustling, like feathers and instantly Vorador
thought of Janos; the soft smell of bird feathers filled his memory for a
second. But it was not Janos who stepped out of the darkness it was Kain. The
ruined and bloody stumps of wings he had held before on the grassland had
healed, and now great white majestic wings arched from his shoulders. He
appeared like one of the ancient vampires yet at the same time a human angel.
It was ironic and Vorador found it hard not to smile. He was unsure if he was
smiling at the irony or in relief, he was no longer alone to face the
blackness.

�You found me again,� Kain smiled, �you have been
gone a long time, I didn�t think you would ever find me again�

�It�s only been three days,� Vorador answered
holding up his claws, he was startled by Kain�s expression. The fledgling vampire
appeared confused at first then he changed to horrified for a moment before
resting on despair.

�My god, is that all it�s been?� Kain whispered and
turned from him �How long have I really been here?� Vorador wondered if it was
actually a question or if Kain was just mumbling to himself. He answered anyway
thinking the fledgling disserved to know the answer whether or not it destroyed
him.

�Two hundred years you have slept,� Vorador nodded,
Kain unexpectedly, laughed. It was a desperate laugh, the laugh of a man torn
to shreds only to be told this is but the beginning of his torment.

�And to think,� Kain gasped when he had breath �I
had thought I�d been here forever.� He turned a smile on his jaws, yet his eyes
looked as if he had died. Vorador jerked backwards in shock, his eyes were
blind; he was blinded like the circle that now only consisted of him. �Come
brother lets get you out of here, seeing as how you obviously cannot do it
yourself.� Kain took his hand and lead him forwards.

Vorador was now even more confused he knew it was
common for many vampires to refer to each other as brother. Nearly all his
fledglings had done it, but then again all his fledglings were brothers. Why
would Kain call him brother? The fledgling literally dragged him through the
darkness, so fast that the square of light struggled to keep pace with them. Occasionally
the fledgling turned corners and sometimes stopped before walking once again.
What could Kain see with his blinded eyes that he could not? After a few
moments Kain stopped dead and Vorador barrelled into his wings.

�Why? Why did you stop?� Vorador hissed after a
moment of silence

�We are here.� The fledgling spoke calmly, �just
wait for a moment,� Kain turned to look at him and shook his head �and you said
I was impatient.�

Swallowing a rebuke Vorador tried to calm himself
and waited, a sound like rushing wind was growing louder. Looking down he
noticed that Kain stood outside of the square of light, the light would not
touch him. The sound of wind grew louder still, it was peculiar being able to
hear wind yet not feel it. He looked up at the fledgling, wanting to know just
how long he would have to wait in this hell hole only to see the wind that was
no touching him was effecting Kain; his hair whipped and lashed around him,
white feathers were torn from his wings and went spinning into the darkness.
Vorador let out a yelp when he saw hands, scaled, slimed, and skinned grabbing
at the feathers, he could hear a great many creatures eating. They were eating
the feathers.

�Don�t worry,� Kain laughed, seemingly finding
enjoyment in the elder�s discomfort �they cannot touch you, you are in the
light brother.�

�What about you?� Vorador ignored the �brother�
comment

�Me?� Kain asked surprised, he seemed shocked that
Vorador should care �they will not touch me;� he laughed again at the elder�s
expression �they are afraid of me Vorador.�

It was then that the sound of wind grew so loud
that Vorador almost drew his hands up to his ears, he could see a small speak of
light in the distance; was that the door out of here? The light was getting
bigger each second. The sound of claws digging into stone drew his attention
away from the light and back to Kain, the fledgling had buried his claws into
the stone, his wings folded tightly against his back. The wind was obviously
very powerful; more and more feathers were torn from Kain�s wings.

Then it stopped.

The dark ness was gone, the wind was also gone, and
the small demonic creatures were also gone. They were standing together in the
light; the square of light had grown big enough to cover an entire room, small
fires appeared around the floor, aiding the light. Vorador looked around
himself for a moment wondering where Kain had disappeared to; the fledgling was
stood on the other side of a large stone doorway, still in the darkness. It was
now Vorador got his first proper look at the fledgling that had been lit only
by the faint glow of his light. It was now he noticed that Kain didn�t actually
touch the ground, he seemed to hover an inch or so above it; another angelic
quality Vorador pondered. Kain was frowning at him under the scrutiny.

�Stop staring at me like I�m a ghost Vorador, in
this place I�m as real as you are.� Kain snapped

�How the hell do you know I�m staring?� Vorador
asked sharply,

�I�m not blind Vorador,� Kain grinned �now are you
going to go or do you need still more of my aid?�

�Go? Go where? Come in here and talk to me Kain!
I�m tired of this drama,� Vorador snapped frustrated, the fledgling sighed and
seemed unwilling to enter the room.

But enter he did, as he stepped up to the doorway
something invisible seemed to grab ahold of him. Vorador watched mouth open in
horror as the wings were torn bloody and broken from his back, invisible claws ripped
deep into his skin, tearing it open. Then just as suddenly as the force had
lifted him it dropped him. Kain paused a moment, catching his breath and
bleeding onto the lighted stone. Then he stood, Vorador realised that the
fledgling no longer hovered over the stone, his bare feet rested on it the way
his own did; Kain slowly straitened up and turned to look at him. Again Vorador
took a step back; Kain�s eyes that before were merely blind now no longer
existed.

�Come on brother,� Kain sighed �let�s get you out
of this place.� Kain reached over and took his talon in his hand and started
walking again, leaving behind him bloody foot prints.

Vorador watched in amazement as Kain was stopped
from walking forwards when huge stone spears fell to block his path, Kain
muttered a profanity and started walking left, the stone spears feel again
after a few moments and again the fledgling changed his direction.

�Where are we?� Vorador eventually asked

�The labyrinth,� Kain answered, Vorador just
frowned at him, Kain sighed and changed direction as once again the spears
fell, �to reach the labyrinth with not walls, I had to cross the grassland,
following the pathless roads over the top of the mountain that has never
existed.�

�What the hell are you talking about?� Vorador
snapped, not understanding a word

�The labyrinth is the last of the four tests,� Kain
answered �the grey women explained it to me.�

�So where is the way out?� Vorador sighed still not
understanding but choosing to leave it. This was after all a dream and the
realm of Morpheus was never that of reality.

�Where ever it decides to show up, I�ve done this
god forsaken maze thirty three hundred times now and not once has it been the
same. But it is never long.� Kain muttered, broken wings still bleeding, wounds
still bleeding, still leaving bloody foot prints behind him.

�I hate this place,� Vorador muttered

�Try living here for two hundred years . . . are
you sure that�s all it�s been?� Kain asked turning to look at him, Vorador
tried not to wince, what remained of Kain�s eyes bled bloody tears.

�I�m sorry old friend, but yes.� Vorador answered,
Kain shook his head disbelieving and continued on through the maze. He was
right about one thing it did not take long for them to find their way out, a
great stone arch way stood in front of them. Vorador frowned because that�s all
it was an arch way; he could see more of the maze on the other side of it.

�Just go,� Kain smiled despite his state and pushed
the elder towards the arch

�Won�t you join me?� Vorador tried to turn to look
at the fledgling that was still pushing him towards the arch

�I cannot, the arch will not open for me, but it
won�t be long now.� Kain aughed as he succeeded in
forcing the elder out of the dream �won�t be much longer,� he whispered as
Vorador faded back to the waking word.

* * *

�I owe you my life,� the Seer dipped her head to
Vorador.

The emerald skinned vampire had returned quickly to
sanctuary from the house he�d given to Umah and her charge.

�I wish to return to my home now,� Seer smiled,
Vorador nodded, something about her seemed very sombre, like she hadn�t been
rescued at all and was now about to be executed. �I must prepare for the
change.�

�We are due for a large change soon,� Vorador
sighed �very soon, I only hope we all survive it.�

�Things will change soon,� The Seer nodded her head,
then suddenly she shook violently �soon, it will be soon, the prisoner in
Morpheus� Realm will be released and he will tear through this city; killing
fledglings and Lord�s alike. He will raise his own, his own children who will
worship him as a god. But like all gods he to will become forgotten. Remembered
by a few for one terrible sacrifice; a sacrifice he loved. But the sacrifice
will return and like the prisoner it too will tear through civilisation.� She
trembled and stopped, taking a deep breath

�Are you alright?� Vorador reached out to touch her
but Seer jerked away

�Don�t touch me!� she snapped and shivered a moment
�time will be for and against them both, the sacrifice will meet the last
father and will kill him only to bring him back at an earlier time. The
sacrifice will kill the prisoner.� She gasped for air as if she were drowning
�but like the sacrifice the prisoner will return but not for vengeance. Time
will be destroyed and the final enemy confronted as the sacrifice fulfils his
role�

She fell to the ground, shaking and sobbing.
Vorador waited a few moments before reaching down and lifting her in his arms.

�You will rest now, you will not leave yet.� He
spoke simply, the trembling, sobbing Seer in his arms nodded, burying her face
in his neck.

�He loved him,� she whispered before passing out

* * *

�I
have news Vorador,� Umah announced the moment her booted heals entered sanctuary;
her innocent and joyful smile was tainted by the blood on her lips. Vorador
shook his head trying to focus his thoughts.

�Oh
wonderful,� Vorador answered his tone tired; once the Seer had been settled in
her room she had woken and had claimed ignorance to her prediction. She had
then after a few polite words left. She hated the city, she had wished for her
barren canyons once again. �Who did you
leave in your place?� he asked, knowing Umah would never leave Kain�s alone for
longer than a few moments. She would never leave him unless something amazingly
important occurred, so why was she here?

�In
my place,� her smiled stayed in its place �why no one,� Vorador opened his
mouth to shout, she had left him unguarded! �He�s in the smugglers den,� Umah interrupted,
her grin was exactly like the cat that had caught and disembowelled the canary

�Who
prey tell?� Vorador sunk deeper into his chair, wondering briefly if it would
feel any more comfortable if it was lined with human skin, Serefan skin to be
precise. He couldn�t understand why Umah would leave, why? She was so
responsible.

�You
have three guesses,� Umah stood directly in front of him and leaned forwards
still smiling, Vorador opted for a worst situation option

�The
Serefan lord with his entire army coming here to squash me,� he mumbled rolling
his shoulders trying to get them to click unsuccessfully �like a bug,� he
added, then because he was feeling especially low �a bug that�s already had its
legs pulled off.�

�Nope,�
Umah laughed quietly a clawed hand came up to her mouth in a childish fashion,
Vorador almost smiled back. Umah�s happiness was always infectious �two more
guesses,�

�I
give up� he grumbled,

�I�ll
give you a clue� Umah leaned back on her heals and Vorador groaned loudly no
longer in the mood for games, this was not the time, nor the place.

�Look
. . .� he snapped but was interrupted

�His
name starts with K. He�s had a two hundred year nap and he mumbles in his
sleep� she laughed, her excitement coming out in huge waves. Vorador just blinked.

The
prisoner was free.

The End

Authoress note: I�m so very tired, so,
so, so tired.

Anyway, that�s it, I hope you
enjoyed and I hope it was slightly different to my previous fics although I
doubt it. I just enjoyed writing it.

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