A/N: I thank you all for your patience over the previous two years. As a thank you, I return with a new Legacy of Kain fanfic. I do hope you all enjoy :)

Chapter 1

Amnesia

What is this place? Where am I?... Who am I?

There was no pain, only a sense of dislocation… It was as if my mind were clouded by a veil.

I was lying on the hard ground and my eyes stung from the sunlight as I tried to open them, they were sensitive even to this pathetic light. I groaned as I lifted myself from the ground, struggling to use my arms after what had happened.

What had happened? Where was I? I finally managed to open my eyes properly and looked around.

The land was dull and seemed devoid of life, much like I felt internally. I looked to my left and noticed a large silhouetted structured far into the distance but other than that there was nothing, not a single marking of any sort to give me an idea of where I was.

I struggled to my feet, nearly falling as I did. I placed my hand on my head to try and ease the pain behind my eyes; when I took my hand away I noticed the long black claw like nails that protruded from my incredibly white skinned hand. I stared at my arm for a while in astonishment, not just at the colour of my skin which seemed very unnatural but at the lace that hung over it from the sleeve of my dress. My gaze shifted from my arm to my body and I began to check my clothing. I was in a fine dress, black lace with a tulle skirt that was ruffled and around my midsection, a tightly tied purple corset made of leather. I raised my hands again to look at them again as the realisation hit me that something was very different, my skin was cold, the claws, the colour… These were vampire hands… Instinctively I placed my hand in my mouth and felt the fangs that now protruded were my normal canines would have been.

"No…" I whispered as I removed my fingers, "Please, no…" I didn't know why I was sad but I began to cry, something inside me was yelling, screaming in denial of this knowledge.

Through my haze of tears I looked again at the structure on the horizon. Its outline was familiar but no more than that. There was only one thing for it. I would have to go there, there was nowhere else to go…

I walked, stumbled, fell and crawled my way to the building I saw. Still my mind screamed its outrage at what had happened but I was still no closer to understanding why. Gradually as I neared my goal, I became aware of another sensation within me; hunger… Burning, searing hunger. I knew what I hungered for but I would not admit it. I struggled on despite my fatigue.

The walls to the building stood pristine and white with different coloured flags hanging from its rafters which swayed delicately in the wind. A great door before me indicated the entrance and upon the wall above it, a very familiar symbol was etched into the stonework. My mind refused to work for me; it would not reveal its secrets. I pushed against the wood of the door, it was heavy but it gave way for me. I held onto the walls as I entered this fortress, knowing that I'd been here before and made my way by instinct to the great hall I knew was ahead somewhere; led by some unseen force which made me walk on towards the answers I sought.

I reached a passageway and supported myself on the walls as I made my way ever closer to a door I knew was there. It was open and I gazed in.

Sitting at the base of the Pillars of Nosgoth sat a lone figure in a throne crafted from stone.

Pillars of Nosgoth? I questioned myself, it was the first thing I'd been able to recognise fully. Whoever was sitting there looked up at me. I knew him, even as the look of horror crossed his face momentarily and he rose from his throne to approach me.

"You?" His voice was little more than a whisper but it was enough, deep, resonating, sending a chill down my spine.

I reached out my hand to him with the last strength I held and was only able to say one thing to him, the first word that had crossed my lips properly since I'd awoken before I fell to the floor.

"Kain…"