AN: Okay, this is sorta weird, and I dunno how this came to my head, but it just did. Alrighty, some of your favorite FFX characters are gonna be in it, some aren't. I'm gonna throw in some Blood Omen 2 characters in the mix, and lemme tell ya, this'll probably change your opinion on both games.
Alrighty, tell me what ya think. (and yeah, this is in script form since I'm too lazy to write storywise) And I don't own LoK or FFX.
A yellow sunset in the background; the weapons of the group gathered in one pile... pyreflies floating freely in the air. A small group of mysterious beings: human, vampire and Al Bhed alike, are sitting, solemnly, huddled around a fire. Among these characters, one of the vampires stand up. His hieght is around seven foot and his skin was that of pure white. His stomach formed into a long, built six-pack, and his well built arms and broad shoulders show off a manly figure. Long silver hair pours from scalp to shoulders. He walks beside one of the female humans, who looks up at him. He places his hand on her shoulder, causing her to nod gently, close her eyes, then reopen them. The vampire nods as well, then removes his hand from her as he walks away from the group, looking over the ruins of a destroyed city. Small pyreflies float around randomly above the ruined city...
"Listen to my story."
"This may be our last chance."
Meridian... the capital city of Nosgoth...
Several vampires pace impatiently under the night sky. Few are discussing war-related conversations, others remain silent. In that instant, a male vampire sprints into the room, forcing all eyes to fall on him. He raises his head and nods slightly. Although he hadn't breathed a word, the vampires grow excited. The male nods his head, turns on his heel, then runs back the other way with the others chasing after him. With no one around, a small, child-sized boy magically appears out of nowhere, walking where the others went, before dissapearing again.
Kain stepped into the room, his arms behind him, his shoulders thrown back, and his head held high. The vampires had formed infront of him, mimicking his stance, standing in a military form. The general paces back and force twice, keeping his eyes fixed on the soldiers infront of them. Many are armed with spears, battle axes, swords and clubs. One of them is holding a large, red flag with Kain's crest depicted on the cloth. After his pacing halts, he turns and faces them.
Kain
"Tonight, we shall move out of our base and smash down the rest of the Sarafan in the capital of Meridian."
"You are my greatest soldiers."
"You have survived every battle we have encountered"
"I will be relying on you to assist me.."
"In bringing"
"The Sarafan Lord"
"Down..."
The soldiers give a victory yell, answering Kain without words. Although he reconizes their devotion and loyalty, he is annoyed by their reaction to his order. However, there was one thing Kain hadn't had planned on. The small, mysterious boy from before is behind him. Nobody seems to realize he is there, or hear the words he speaks...
All except for Kain, that is...
"The battle tonight... it's very important"
"You will have a victory,"
"Yet you will suffer defeat"
"The ones you hold close to you will drift farther away"
"You're heart will be torn in two directions"
"Yet your mind will guide you"
Kain
"What in the--?"
He turns around... yet he sees nothing. The vampires raise their eyebrows, yet the do not speak. They keep their position... yet their eyes rest on the Soul Reaver sheathed protectively on the general's hip. Kain turns around, then dismisses the group. The soldiers do a series of hand motions and conclude by bowing to Kain, who nods at the motion, then turns away.
Meridian...
Judgement Day...
The end of the Sarafan...
A bolt of green lightening paints itself onto the night as if the gods had cracked the sky. Kain walks forward, several other vampires following behind him. Many carry weapons as others hold banners. Most just plan on using their claws and carry nothing more then a suit of armor. Something was wrong that night... Magnus had not arrived at the gathering. He was Kain's finest warrior... together, they were an unbeatable force. Then there was that mysterious message that had been sent to Kain... it was as if a vampire had used "the Whisper" to him, and only him... why couldn't anybody hear it?
The general brushed the thought away as he and his armies neared the target. Their destination is a large citadel created on a cliffside. Standing before the citadel is a large army of Sarafan... and leading them, standing on an uprised landmark before the citadel...
Is the Sarafan Lord...
The vampire armies stop... they eye each other mysteriously...
Not a sound was made...
Everything was in complete dead silence...
In an instant, Kain's eyes flashed a pure, blinding white as he hissed at his opponents, baring a long pair of fangs. Unsheathing the Soul Reaver, he aimed the blade towards the armies, giving off a battle cry. At his scream, the vampires charge, leaping off the cliff and into the Sarafan army. The the Sarafan, in reaction, pull out their weapons, blocking and recieving attacks. Swords impale through the human bodies. Spiked clubs swing and impale onto the faces of vampire soldiers. Claws tear and rip through the bodies of humans. Blood showers and splatters, staining the cliff and soil a crimson coat of red.
In that moment, a flash of green has erupted. Four vampires drop dead to the ground, their bodies toned pitch black as smoke erupts from their skins. The Sarafan Lord is spotted, his sword aimmed at another group of vampires as bolts of green lighting erupt from his sword and impale into the bodies of vampiric soldiers. Fire erupts from the blast, and Kain has lost all patience. With rage, he charges forward, making a powerful leap through the flames, Soul Reaver in his grip as he jumps for the Sarafan Lord. The blade decends, clashing with his enemy's sword. Kain's eyes widen... why did the sword not shatter against the Soul Reaver? Kain withdraws his sword backwards, then swings again, clashing with the sword again.
The next second seemed to last an eternity. The Sarafan Lord had swung his blade this time, the sword engulfed with green flames. It strikes against Kain's chest, sending a force so strong that it had knocked the vampire off his feet, sending him flying backwards...
And releasing his hold on the Soul Reaver...
His screams echoes and pierces the air as his body decends into the flames beneath him.
And the Sarafan Lord steps forward to the vampiric general's Soul Reaver...
And takes the blade in his hand...
The screen goes white, and returns to the entrance of the now-destroyed, soaking wet stadium. Dozens of fans begin running for their lives... what had occured to make such a tradgety? What was powerful enough to destroy the stadium. Their screams echo through Kain's ears as he opens his eyes. He was lying on the ground, water soaked against his chest...
Kain
"Water!"
In alarm, he leaps to his feet... then he realises something that had never happend to him in his life. Ever since the day he was cursed to walk the night as a vampire, the element of water had scaulded and boiled against his skin, eating away his flesh as if being thrown into acid. However... now... the water wasn't burning...
In fact, it didn't seem as if he was tossed into fire at all...
Kain
"What?"
"Where am I?"
Screaming humans pass him as views his surroundings. A large city... much larger then that of Coorhagen and Meridian combined. His temples throbbed... something wasn't right. It was then when his eyes fixed onto a certain target. His mind flashed from memories of his past... in days of his humanity... and he sees the once famous man clothed in red...
The one man he had idolized from the days of his human childhood...
Kain
"Auron!"
"What are you doing here?"
As the vampire approaches the man, he turns to face him.
Auron
"I was waiting for you."
Kain
"What are you talking about?"
Without replying, Auron walks away, turning away from Kain. Fustrated with being ignored, the vampire charged forward, following after his former "idol" from the past. Although this "Auron" was a mere human, his was quicker and faster then Kain imagined. He found himself chasing after him through the streets of this mysterious, technically-improved city. People sprint through the streets, screaming in sheer panic.
All of a sudden, the entire scenery freezes. The citizens running in sheer panic freeze in their current posistions... all except for Kain. The vampire stops, gazing around frantically, in a panic and in curosity. It was then, he hears a small tapping, as if somebody had landed behind him. He turns around, seeing the mysterious person from before...
"It begins."
Kain
"What trickery is this?"
"Don't panic..."
As he finishes his final sentence, the citizens begin to move again, forcing Kain to spin around. He sees Auron in the distance, and is automatically compelled to follow. Ignoring the boy behind him, the general sprints down the street and kicked off the ground powerfully, sending himself flying through the air then landing beside Auron delicately.
Kain
"What in the blazes of hell is going on here, Auron!?"
Auron
"Look!"
[Kain looks up at the large ball of water hovering over the city as his jaw drops.]
"We called it "Sin"."
Kain
"Sin?"
Tentacles smash out of a nearbye building. Hundreds of small pods eject from the tentacles, landing on the ground. They turn into small, insect creatures which surround Kain in a demi-circle. He aimlessly swings his claws towards them, scraping his talons against their stone-hard skin. One of the insects leap forward, slamming into Kain, sending him falling backwards beside Auron.
Auron
"Take it."
At his words, Kain looks up, seeing the mono-toned warrior handing the general a large, red sword. Kain narrows his eyes, reaches out a claw and relunctantly grasps the hilt of the sword as he rises from the ground.
Auron
"A gift from Dante."
Kain
"My father!?"
Kain moves forward, swinging the blade. The insect-like creatures move backwards, dodging the blade as Kain glares at his attacker. Auron eyes him mysteriously through his sunglasses that rested on the brim on his nose. He shifted his hand, pushing them up higher, then grips the hilt of his own sword.
Auron
"I hope you know how to use it."
The battle begins. Kain charges forward impaling his father's sword through the bodies of the insects. Auron joins him, swinging his sword as it sliced through the creatures' bodies like a knife through hot butter.
Auron
"Don't bother going after all of them. Cut the ones that matter, and run!"
That was the wrong thing to say...
Kain
"Ones that matter? Run?"
"Auron, you don't know how I run things, do you?"
Auron
[glances at Kain after slicing another insect]
"I know more about the way you run things then any human..."
"And for being a skilled general, you must know when to retreat."
The vampire glares deviously, ready to stab Auron in the face for such an answer. In that instant, a loud noise occurs and a rumbling forms from the streets. Kain looks at Auron, who begins to run to the noise. Annoyed yet curious, Kain follows after him. Kain made another leap, landing at least thirty feet ahead of Auron, then continues to run as the man catches up to him.
Kain
"Auron! If now is not the time for battle then let's just leave!"
Auron
"We're expected."
Kain
"What?"
[Auron runs]
"AURON!"
Annoyed wiht the man's constant mysterious personality, Kain follows after him. More thoughts and memories haunted his memories... his mind... who was that boy? What happened to the Sarafan Lord and his armies? What was this city, and why was Auron here? But most of all... what was Auron doing with his father's sword? Dante had been dead for centuries... how was it that so many things were happening all at once? More small pods ejected from the tentacle and form into the odd insects. They completely surround Kain and Auron.
Auron
"Hmph. This could be bad."
[He looks at a piece of machinery]
"That--knock it down!"
Kain
"What?"
Auron
"Trust me. You'll see."
Without hesistation, Kain jumped forward, Dante's sword in hand, reeled back. He swings his arms out powerfully, striking the machine, creating a force powerful enough to send it flying off of the bridge they had found themselves standing on. In this strick, the machine crackled with strange electricity that eventually causes it to explode. It falls off the bridge, creating a massive explosion that destroys the odd insects and sends Kain and Auron flying backwards.
The bridge itself begins to slowly explode.
Auron
"Go!"
The two continue to run, avoiding the bridge's explosions. Kain reaches the end of his running trail as the ground beneath him begins to shift and fall. Instantly, the vampire makes another huge leap, ignoring the exploding blast of fire and energy at his back. He fires out his arms, gripping the edge of a broken part of the road, which is diagonally facing upward. He hangs onto the ledge, dangling from a huge, three hundred foot drop of fire and oil. Auron walks on screen, standing above Kain's hands...
Kain
"Auron!"
The warrior does nothing...
Kain
"AURON!!"
The ball of water - Sin - is now above them, and appears to be a large wormhole which is sucking things in. Auron gazes up at it, ignoring Kain's screams.
Auron
"You are sure?"
[He looks back at Kain]
"This is it."
[He lifts Kain up by the shoulder blade of his armor]
"This is your story."
"It all begins here."
Kain's eyes widen... Auron's face begins to fade into gold light that fuses into Sin's wormhole vortex.
For the first time...
The vampire Kain is afraid...
The scene flashes, disappearing from gold light to white as Kain's screams are heard again...
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
Zanarkand...
The futuristic city in which Kain and Auron had barely escaped with their lives. The city was covered in flames, exploding buildings and screaming civilians running amuk... but now... the city seems perfectly normal...
Except for a huge pillar of flame burning brightly in the background...
Kain
"My...father...?"
Kain's eyes open slowly. HIs body is weightless, as if his form was that of a feather or flower petal. The vampire is floating in this very surreal version of Zanarkand. The vampire's eyes widen slightly as he descends to a small platform...
A small child stands there... awaiting him...
"I thought many thoughts of my wellbeing and safety..."
"Such as where I was, what I had brought myself into."
"I started to feel light-headed... and then, sleepy."
"Although I am not certain..."
"I believe that I had a dream."
"A dream of being alone."
"I wanted someone--anyone, beside me..."
"So that the icy breath of loneliness and longing would bid me farewell..."