*This takes place after Blood Omen 2 and Kain is now ruling Nosgoth.*

Chapter 1

In a place that is dark, a place where vampires rule and the weak tremble. A place like no other. The Sarafan Lord once ruled this world, but was defeated by Kain, who became new lord once more. Many years had gone by and a new threat was arising. A threat that wanted to rid the world of vampires. This threat was known as the VHA; Vampire Hunter Association. They began out as small groups, many of them lead by the men who once served the Sarafan Lord. They did not like the way Kain was ruling, and knew that if they could find a way to finally destory him, and keep him dead, the other vampires would fall. They would meet underground, as the vampires had gone top side once they won the war. Word spread among the VHA and their numbers grew with time. More and more mortals coming to see the light, seeing that even as much as they plead, the vampires would always hunt them and feed upon them. The VHA knew this had to stop. And stopping it was what they intended to do. As the years went by and Kain started a new army, a new race, he began to learn from the other vampires about the growing members of the VHA and their plans to take back Nosgoth. Kain had to have this stopped, and soon, as he was losing his childern, losing the family he made.

The VHA were out and about late one nite, about fifty of them out in the woods with torches, looking for vampires. And there were vampires in the woods with them, hiding in the trees and in the shadows. Some even hid in the mist that was slowing creepy into the woods and around the Vampire Hunters. A female vampire who was only a few years old since her awaking into this dark world. Her red eyes peering down into the group of mortals who made their way into the woods. Her name was Maris, and she was beautiful. Long black hair ran down to the middle of her back, a black and red cape hung off her left shoulder. Her black boots went up to her calves, tight black chest and back armour she wore for procetion. A red cloth attached to her waist ran down her front and back side and hung between the tops of her boots. Her pale white skin looked of that of Kain's and had the same black nails as him. She was leading this one, leading the other vampires there as Kain kept to his castle, which once belonged to the Sarafan Lord, where he made plans for the other parts of the city that was being attacked by the VHA. Maris saw the mortals start to breakup into smaller groups of ten, their torches lighting up the area they walked. Some carried swords, some axes.

The vampires that were there knew they were out numbered by twenty-five.

'Maris, we are out numbered. What would you like us to do?' A male vampire asked her mentally, who was down on the ground in the mist.

'Get a few together who are down with you and stay on one of the groups. But do not attack unless you know for sure they can't call for backup.' She said back to him mentally.

'Yes my lady.' The vampire said back. He did what he was told and got a few of his kind in a small group, which was only four, and began to stalk the mortals. Just then a scream was heard coming from a nearby tree and a loud thump sounded as a vampire was shot down with an arrow into the heart. Maris jearked her head to the left and watched as her fellow brother fell. A slew of arrows began to fly up into the trees.

"Damn it!!" she cursed as she began to jump from tree to tree. She knew there wasn't nothing left to do and she had to fight. "Vampires!! Attack!!" she yelled as she jumped to the ground, her fellow vampires following suite. A huge battle began, and more mortals began to come. They had been setup some how as they were out numbered even more. The screams of humans and vampires could be heard throughout the woods as the battle raged on. Maris put up a good fight as she was taught by Kain. She killed ten mortals within minutes only to turn around and see her kind being slaughter, the dirt on the ground having muddy puddles of blood, both human and vampire. Horror was in her eyes as she looked on. A few mortal men carrying swords started to advance on her. She took out her daggers that she kept to the sides of her hips. She jumped back and then over the four men who tried to box her in. Before two of the men could react to her, she stabbed her daggers into their backs. Horrific screams came from their opened mouths and blood began to spill from their backs. She took them out just as quickly as they had entered and the wounded men fell face first into a puddle of blood.

The other two men began to take their swords to her but they were stopped as they were sent flying backwards into some trees. The sounds of their spines breaking were heard as soon as they hit them, blood began seeping from their mouths. Maris turned to see who saved her, and was puzzled to see it was a mortal and not a vampire. Before she could say anything, she was lefted into the air and held there as she couldn't move.

"What are you doing? How can you have powers like my kind!" Maris said, looking down at this mortal who wore armour and had short brown hair. A sword hung from his hip. His eyes glistered as he held her there with his right hand held up, palm facing upwards.

"Give up Maris. You lost this battle!" He told her as he motioned with his free hand to the lifless bodies of the other vampires that had fought. The other mortals began to walk up to him, looking up at Maris. "I may be mortal, but I know how to use the dark gifts that your kind possess," he told her. "And you, my love, will be my ace card in this new war. I will not kill you, not yet. But with you gone and missing, Kain will have to show himself. And when he does, I will have him just where I want him," the mortal told her. Maris looked into his eyes and into his soul and saw that this mortal wasn't completely mortal. As she studied him more, her eyes widen as she found out that he had some vampire characteristic. This Vampire Hunter who she was looking at was half mortal and half vampire. Could he had been the one who set this up? The one who had planned it all out for her to walk right into? He began to squeezze his right hand that was still lifted to the air, making Maris scream in pain as she began to bleed at the pressure which she felt. Her blood dripping from her arms and legs, running down to the earth below, becoming one with the muddy puddle of blood below. He then let his hand down and she fell to the ground. He walked to her and looked down at her, her hair having blood in it from the puddle, her black boots slowing becoming red. She looked up at him, her red eyes showing pain.

"My name is Andes. You will be spending some time in a cell," he told her. He kneeled down to her, looking over her. "I am going to enjoy watching Kain's horrific expression as I kill you in front of him," he added. He snapped his fingers and a few of the men came over. "Take her underground to where the dungeons lay. Make sure she can't get out," Andes ordered them.

"Yes sir!" The men said as they picked her up. He got up also.

"You...will be....the one...who dies!" Maris said to him. Andes didn't say anything but smiled.

Behind a tree, which was a few feet away, was a vampire that had watched the whole thing. He jumped up into the tree and began to make his way back to Kain at lightning speed.