Chapter One: The Awakening

It was a dark and stormy night. I was carrying myself through the rain. My eyes could barely stay open. I had no idea where I just came from. Thoughts of where I had come from crossed my mind.
I started to hunger for something.....it wasn't food...it was a different kind of hunger. It was almost a chilling presence that embraced it.
"You're probably wondering much, Gabriel." I head a voice say.
"Who's there?" I asked and turned around; behind me was an elderly man. "What do you want old man?" I asked him in an accusatory voice.
"Is that any way to treat the one whom resurrected you?" He said and stepped more towards me. He had a long white beard, gray eyes, very bushy eyebrows, the wrinkles on his face confirmed his age.
As he stepped closer I grabbed him by the neck and pulled him closer.
"So you put life onto my resting soul?!" By now that hunger grew irritable. It was almost like it was right in front of me, but I didn't know what it was. It was then I started hearing a heart beating. The old man spoke, but I simply could not hear him, the beating was too loud. I threw the man to the side and looked around this waste land.
"See what the corruptions of Kyrohce have done?" He said and pointed around. I don't believe him. Kyrohce could never do this...not to this land he loved it too much to do anything twisted or wicked to it. He had to be lying. Or am I being deceived?
"I don't believe you old fool. Kyrohce would never do so, and as for saving this land? Why bother? It is after all as degraded as you old man."
"Why do you make such judgments about me?"
"The robes you're wearing suggest you're a priest. No matter how evil they really are at heart, they would never put life unto the dead."
"I had no choice! Omri wishes it. You are the only one who could kill Kyrohce. Please help me."
"And what if I refuse old man?"
"I beg you to reassess, for me please....if you have a change of heart I will be in the monastery." He vanished into thin air. So there I was left alone. I was wondering what I should do. Should I go to the monastery? Or go and find out my own answers for myself without the help of that old fool of a priest.
I started to walk towards the city I once lived in. It seemed so cold. A chill went straight to the bones. I saw people scattered through out the city. As I neared the people; I started to the ravenous again, but for what I still had no clue.
My sight got blurry....then I felt flighty. I heard a demonic voice in my head; it seemed to be calling my name. As I got closer to a building the calling got louder and louder. I entered the building. It was a weapon store of some kind. There was a man behind a counter. The voice was clearly not coming from him; more like the sword beside him.
Could it really be? I heard Kyrohce talk about this sword. The Reiðr? It was made by Kyrohce, the eldest of all vampires. He was once a God, the head of all Gods. The other Gods had killed him for more power. The rage burned inside Kyrohce brought him back...he was evolved into a different species...later known as vampires. The first order of business Kyrohce had was building the Reiðr. It could kill even mighty Gods and steal there powers. It evolved into the perfect killer; it could absorb the power of Gods and vampires. Kyrohce had put a soul into it...the sword could choose its own master; it is mostly the undead the sword chooses.
I had walked up to the counter. "Give me that sword good sir." I said to him. He looked at me and made a confusing look.
"No can do sir. It's only for looks!" He said, it appeared he had an Irish accent. I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer.
"Listen BASTARD! I have no time for your petty games! Now give it to me!" I tossed him right Reiðrt to the Reiðr.
He sighed and handed the sword freely to me. I grabbed it; let my hands embrace the sword that was calling me. When it came into my hands, immediately it went into the air. An immense glow came through the sword, I could feel the glow through my own flesh; my own veins. It accepted its new master...I was the master. Lightning started on the sword then came crashing down through the room; a gigantic bolt through the sky electrocuting the sword I was embraced with the powers of lightning. I looked at the man and gave him a bag of gold I kept in my pocket. "Keep this a secret." I said.
"You got it sir! If you ever need anything just tell me! I will be honored to help such a warrior. I am the best blacksmith around, well really the only blacksmith around." I started out the door.
"I may have further use for you....what's your name?"
"My name is Shawn. Good to meet you."
I started to go out and said. "Gabriel."
'We should get some other elemental powers; if you can get them all you can nearly become invincible.' Agreed, but where do I find these places? (I needn't speak out loud; the Reiðr could hear my own thoughts.). 'I know where the easiest one is, we have the means to travel by lightning.' Take me there then. A bolt of lighting came down crashing on me. It seemed as if I was traveling through the air.
A minute later; lighting appeared to get me down to the ground. I was on top of a tower of some kind. It was still raining; but this time it was worse, and was windy. The rain almost looked it was going side ways.
A cold chill caressed my body; it was different from the last one, more chilling. This one felt like it froze my bones. There was defiantly another presence there...a vampire? Maybe?
"It's been a long time; Gabriel." That voice...it can only be Arthor. He had long black hair, was muscular but turned into a demon....and those red eyes where unnerving.
"Arthor? Kyrohce servant?" I said.
"Kyrohce asked me to kill you, Gabriel and shall do so with out remorse of your pitiful meaningless unlife."
What?!?!? Maybe I had been wrong...did Kyrohce betray me? Arthor stepped towards me.
"Now you die." He swung down at me, I jumped into the air and swung down towards him....it seemed to go on endlessly of me and him swinging and blocking towards each other. Until we clashed each others swords and we kept on pushing each other. I was right by the edge, one strong force by Arthor pushed me off., and I grabbed the ledge. My sword had fallen into the abyss.
"Now it's your turn." He raised his sword I naturally closed my eyes, so I could not see my ending...but I heard something fly up and hit him.
I opened my eyes I saw the Reiðr plunged through his neck...as he gagged I heard a drinking noise; as if my sword was drinking the blood from him; stealing his very vampric damned life.
After the Reiðr was done Arthor turned into ashes and blew away in the wind. The Reiðr magically heaves me into the air, the immense glow returned. It pierced my very heart! "ARGH!" Was it betraying me? 'Stay still.' It said..."ERGH!" After a minute I landed on the ground; I removed the sword after words. I now was overwhelmed with the power of wind. With it came black feathered wings that arose on my back. I jumped into the air and spread my devilish wings. I dived down to the side of the tower.
I looked towards the ground, which was a sea. Off in the distance I saw a small island with a massive blue light emanating from it. I descended my air travel to see that island. As I landed I realized it was a ghost....there was a warm feeling that cuddled my body.
"Is that you Gabriel?" That was a familiar voice, one I haven't heard in such a long time.
"Jazabella?" I asked in an undreamed of voice.
"Yes, it is....you remember how to secure the problem....don't you?"
"What?" I asked in a baffled way.
"No....the time distortion has caused you to forget....now we can never..." She said as she came closer to me; then her lips grazed mine. I felt a slightly cold air touching my lips for a moment, and then she vanished.
"Gabriel," The Reiðr spoke. "The Reiðrt temple is right beneath us." The water temple....