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Realms Converge	By : Candice Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 3562 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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.Don't get to Nosgoth itself til chap 5

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Alright, as usual, disclaimer, I do not own any of the LoK Characters, etc.

Now, On with the story!

Chapter nine: To shock a Vampire

I woke slowly to the dusk of a new night. I still felt tired from last nights... activities, which had continued well into dawn's light. I rolled onto my side and drew the black sheets around me before I sat up with a tired blink and a small yawn. Kain had to have woken earlier than myself, as he was no longer within the room. A glance around the room showed that the Soul Reaver was gone as well. I rubbed my neck lightly where he had marked me as I shook off the last of the edge of sleep that still clung to my senses.

He'd teased me like hell throughout the night, taunting me as he pushed to the edge of pleasure again and again only to deny me. Many times I had been driven near insensate by his touch and had had to fight in order to think. At one point I'd even tried to force him down, force him back and to... well, take control of the situation, only to have him move quick as lightning to drain me of blood which had left me too weak to struggle free of the simple silk ropes he suddenly produced from the air and used to tie my hands and my feet firmly into place on the bed frame, which left me spread-eagled and defenseless. He'd moved around the bed slowly as he looked my form over. There was just a faint hint of amusement behind all that apparent anger, at least I thought there was.

I found out that, strangely enough given what I had been through over the years, I actually liked a little bit of pain mixed with the pleasure. Afterwards, both of us spent and satiated several times over, he fed me some of his own blood so that I would recover from the long night.

I looked around the room slowly as I finally now a chance to view his bedchamber without being... preoccupied with more pleasant activities. I noticed, to my amusement, that there was a set of clothes laid out just at the foot of the large bed. I leaned forward, grabbed the clothing and pulled it close in order to examine the pile closely. There was a black and red bodice-like top with a very low-cut back that left me room if I decided to extend my wings, a pair of crimson and black cloth pants that would be a little loose on me and a simple belt to hold the pants in place. Black was the dominate color of the overall outfit and I had to chuckle. There was also a pair of black half-inch heeled boots with blood-red lacing on the floor to the right of the bed. Overall the clothes and boots looked to be just about my size and would at least be comfortable to wear compared to the too-tight clothing that I'd been wearing.

I slipped out of the bed and grabbed up the clothes in my hands. I moved to stand in front of the mirror as I put them on. The top was just a little too tight in some areas but over all it wasn't as uncomfortable as some of the things Auron had forced me into at times when I was unconscious. I slipped on the thigh-high boots, happy with the snug fit of the boots as they were just my size. I then found a small bristle brush and brushed my hair quickly before I pulled it back into a very short ponytail. I paused when something caught my eye and I looked at my neck where Kain had bit down directly under my right ear. I brushed my fingers against the spot and shivered slightly as I did so. I saw the faint pulse of an Aura glow for a moment and I shifted so that I could get a closer look. I brushed my finger against the spot again and looked over the shape that the Aura glow took. I realized the shape was well and truly in the form of Kain's mark, his Symbol. I let out a small snort of amusement and moved to leave the room with a faint smile on my lips. A deeper part of me felt safer than I had for a long time.

Before I could leave the room, I noticed that the sword that I had 'acquired' from the Sarafan several days ago had been placed against wall next to the bedroom door along with a new leather sheath. I picked up both and then tied the sheath to my belt, sheathed the blade and practiced with it for a moment to make sure the draw would be okay. I then moved out into the main hall and looked around. I gave a faint laugh when I heard two voices clearly arguing further down the hall.

Kain and Vorador are at it again, eh? I thought to myself.

I made my way down the hall and warily into the room that the voices originated from. The first thing I really noticed was that there was both a map of Nosgoth and a map of Meridian proper laid out on a large table. Vorador stood to the left of the table and Kain to the right. Kain pointed a clawed finger at the first map and looked at Vorador with a sneer on his lips. The rest of his face was dark with anger and his annoyance with the Eldar was writ plain in his expression.

"We should move and move now, Old One," Kain growled out. "Strike out and take over new territory while the Sarafan's forces are at their weakest."

"I do not agree Kain," Vorador said with a shake of his head. "We still do not know who their new leader is and, from the rumors my childe have heard, this new... Leader, is a sorcerer who is somehow making the previous Sarafan Lord look weak in terms of magical might even if he seems lacking in physical prowess. We should find his haven within the city and defeat him first using stealth, not turn our attentions elsewhere and spread our forces thin."

Kain curled his hand into a fist, which he half shook in front of Vorador's face before he slammed said fist against the table as he looked about ready to start ranting Vorador simply stood there and watched the white-haired vampire coldly, decidedly unimpressed with the rude behavior, and the Eldar crossed his arms. The older vampire simply looked as if he were ready to wait out any pending rants and for Kain to calm down. Kain took a slow breath though and, instead of ranting, he growled out his next words in a forcibly controlled tone.

"Fine then, send one of your informants out and find out who, or what, this new leader is. I will not be taken by surprise by another Hylden and I will make sure the Sarafan rule ends for certain this time!"

I made my way toward Kain's side, half tempted to try to see if I could somehow help to calm his anger, but I instinctively knew better than to even attempt it. Something thrummed in my head, said 'Not in public'. Attempting to calm him in private might be one thing now, maybe, but I don't think it would have helped any to try and calm him with any others around to see. I did not want to mis-step when it came to whatever this relationship could be called. I looked back and forth between the two for a moment, I still wanted to be of some help, before I focused my gaze on Vorador. I tilted my head a bit.

"I believe that I can help... if you'd like," I said to them with a small shrug of one shoulder and a glance to Kain. "It... would be fairly easy for me to stay hidden and not get caught by the Sarafan. I'd like to be useful since you've already helped me."

"Indeed," Kain said with a suddenly satisfied tone. "Your Dark Gift would be advantageous in this instance, my Little One."

Kain flashed a smirk my way even as he looked my newly clad form over. He then grabbed my chin lightly in his hand. I gave a small start, just a twitch of almost unease, at the sudden grip but I made no move to pull away from his hold immediately. His claws just barely dug into my skin, pinpoints of pressure but not of threat. Just... a firm hold. I did not know what was going through his mind as he looked me over again from head to toe and from the look in his eyes, both calculating and hungry, I wasn't quite sure I wanted to know. Vorador watched the two of us with a raised brow and I could feel the faint blush rise to my cheeks. I pulled my chin free of the hand that held it, more to say that Kain let me pull free, and then looked to Vorador with a raised brow and a tilt of my head, as if daring him to say anything. I briefly hoped that the blushed faded swiftly. I then shifted closer to the table in order to look the two maps over. I eyed the one of Meridian as I worked to memorize the details of the map.

"So... where, and when, should I start looking?" I asked them after a moment.

Vorador looked faintly amused at my continued willingness to help, then pointed at a spot on the map around what looked to be a castle of some sort. I realized with a flash of recognition that it was the Sarafan Keep. There seemed to have been a few adjustments made to the map, markers and black lined areas where buildings seemed to have been destroyed or places lined in green ink where Ward Gates were still up and running.

"Here, the Keep itself, is where most of my Childe have seen the new Sarafan Lord," Vorador started to explain. "However large walls have been set up recently. They are too high for a vampire to leap over, magically rendered smooth to prevent hand-holds along the seems and made of stone strong enough due to enhancements so that even I would have difficulties making hand-holds in order to climb it. Regretfully there is no easy way to sneak in... even were you to posses a gift akin to Kain's 'Mist'."

"Huh," I let out a huff of breath at that and muttered softly. "That should be easy enough to bypass actually... "

"And how do you expect to get over the wall, hmm young one?" Vorador asked in a drawling tone.

I glanced over at Kain for a moment and wondered to myself if I should reveal my wings to the green-skinned Eldar or not. The only clue that Kain gave me to work with was the faintest of smirks.

Some help you are, I thought to myself.

I turned back to Vorador and shrugged my shoulder. I took a breath and spoke as confidently as I could.

"Fly," I said simply.

Vorador looked me over and raised a brow. He shook his head at me a moment later. He turned so that he could look at me fully, his attention no longer on the maps upon the table or on Kain and he waved a taloned hand in a dismissive seeming gesture. He stayed silent for a few minutes longer, his eyes narrowed thoughtfully as if he were examining my Aura with the mental equivalent of a fine-toothed comb. Vorador shook his head again moments later before almost growling out his question. Though it was more of an amused growl then an angry or annoyed one. Apparently, he was intent on mocking me now.

"And how do you plan to fly young one?" he asked. "Grow wings? Your Aura shows no signs of one who might know the Bat Form ability nor any shape-changing ability that might grant one wings like that of a hawk or a raven."

I gave him a bemused look of my own at his assumption and backed up about five feet from the both of them. I shot another glance at Kain and offered him a half smile, to which he responded with a single nod of approval as if he agreed with my plan to show Vorador my wings. I remembered briefly that Kain would have been the only one within this realm at this point, other than Nikolai, to have seen my wings. It was no wonder then that I looked to him to help as I wanted to know if this would be a wise thing to do, to let anyone else see them. I let my eyes fall half shut and let out a slow breath to calm my sudden nerves. I found myself grateful that the top Kain had left for me to wear this morning barely had any back to it. It would make it that much easier for me to bring out my wings, even if it was a little embarrassing to be wearing so damned little instead of a normal shirt with two holes torn into the back of it. I suppose he'd figured it a good idea since my previous shirt hadn't had much of a back left to it either by the time he tore it off of me.

I merely had to concentrate the slightest a bit in order to bring my wings out. I had learned at one point how to leave my wings within my body yet Auron had somehow known of a way to force me to bring my wings out when I'd first tried to protect them in such a manner. There was a sort of pressure point along my spine and between my shoulder blades. I preferred to have my wings out in all honesty. It felt more... comfortable, natural, to have them out and I wasn't left with an uncomfortable, pinned in sensation like a winged creature whose wings had been tied down and the sky denied it until the bindings were released.

As a small pressure at my back began to grow as I knew my wings were just beginning to extend. Flesh would raise, bulge and then within less then a handful of seconds the air would be filled with the telltale sound of skin tearing, yet I knew there would be no blood nor any signs of wounds to be found at the base of my wings. I spread my wings out to their full length behind me and took a brief moment to just enjoy the sensation of moving them about, of freedom, of having the faint breeze that they created in the air as they moved caress the feathers and the membrane underneath. Dragon-like, or bat-like as they were, there were no primary flight feathers or anything, more like a layer of down on the underside of the wing membrane and slightly larger feathers along the back of each wing that seemed like a... well a slightly fluffy layer of protective 'scales' if you will. The feathers were strong, not easily broken or damaged as it had always been an effort for Auron to... 'make patterns' as he damaged my wings.

I stretched them out again and let them jerk forward a bit in an abortive wing beat. I opened my eyes and looked to Vorador with an amused smirk as I brought my wings back around my body like a red-black feathered cloak where the largest bend of the wings rested comfortably on my shoulders. I had to fight back a burst of outright laughter at the sight in front of me and I raised my fist to my hand to hide my smile and let out a choked cough. I swear, I'd never seen another vampire look so shocked, so cute, and so blank in my entire life. Well, that is, if you ever even slightly thought to consider Vorador 'cute', now would be the ideal time.

His jaw had dropped at some point and his eyes had widen with his obvious disbelief. His arms, which had previously been crossed over his chest, were now slack at his sides. Kain gave a half laugh of his own, unable or perhaps unwilling, to contain his darksome mirth and snapped his fingers in front of Vorador's face with a sneer on his lips. A dark gleam of amusement flashed in those blue-gold orbs.

"Such a fine impression of a fish out of water you are doing at the moment," Kain drawled in a mocking tone. "But we have things to do, Old One."

Vorador's mouth shut in an instant and he let out a faint hiss of annoyance at Kain. He batted Kain's hand aside an instant later which merely elicited another dark laugh out of Kain. Vorador turned back to look at me and eyed my wings again, a mix of amazement and a bit of new respect in his gaze. He might well have been thinking of Janos' wings while he looked my own over, noting the differences. Or he might not be, I might have just been reading into his expression too much. Finally though, he gave a faint nod of acceptance.

"Very well, it seems you're fully able to get over the wall, but how do you expect not to be seen Young One?" he asked.

"I... have my ways," I responded with a shrug.

I'd rather that only myself and Kain know of my Dark Gift. From what I could recall, one could simply feed upon another vampire to gain a Gift, something that held true of the vampires in my home realm if what tidbits of vampiric nature Auron shared with me held true. But then again, everything of my forceably Awakened nature had been true and told to me in painful ways. He had taken great delight in telling me that my wings would grow back. In any case, my Gift to disappear from sight would be especially useful for sneaking up on one's enemies or staying hidden. Vorador looked at me, obviously waiting for me to explain further, but once he realized I wasn't going to elaborate upon the subject he simply began to give me more detail upon the Sarafan knights that guarded the place. I nodded a bit as I listened closely to him and did not complain when Vorador mentioned having me scout a few other areas to get a better lay of the land first.

It was about what one would expect of a castle though, heavy security was stationed throughout the whole building with lighter guard patrols in the surrounding districts. The big warning he gave me was that the Sarafan in armor would be the main ones to watch out for as they could sense a Vampire's presence due to the runes on their armor. Oddly enough, given the events of that night when I fought a few of them, I knew that their armor did not glow around me which would make things easier for me to sneak about. It seemed that being a half-blood had more uses than one would expect here in Nosgoth. I glanced over at Kain, who had continued to watch me with a bit of amusement in his eyes. I doubt any other person would have shocked Vorador as much as I had just done and he had been pleased by that. This was going to be a fun few weeks.
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