Chapter 2

Who Did This?

He caught me before I hit the ground and I gazed at him, his white hair hung over his face in disarray and his eyes never let go of their concern. I felt safe now; I had found someone I remembered and he obviously knew me too. But in that moment as he held me in his arms was the only moment I ever saw Kain to be speechless.

His eyes never left me as he began inspecting my body, even opening my eyes further to check something; he appeared to be searching for some obscure identifying feature. The look on his face became more and more enraged… Why was he so angry? What had I done?

I could only lie silently within the embrace even as he tilted my head and brushed my hair away from my neck, he ran his clawed digits over the two painful puncture wounds he found there and something else on the very back of my neck, which I could not see.

His gaze only left me when he heard footsteps coming towards us, and a low growl escaped his muscular chest.

I managed at last to look around myself to see several vampires… I knew them, I'm sure I knew them… but from where?

Kain, still holding my limp body snarled threateningly at the vamipres who had entered, he bared his fanged teeth at each of them.

"Which one of you did this?" Kain asked furiously. The younger vampires looked at one another questioningly, "Answer me! Which of you did this?" Their eyes flitted to each other and to me as I lay in Kain's arms exhausted. I searched their faces for some kind of sign, and then I saw him… If he had been made of marble, he would have been a masterpiece of art. His was devastatingly beautiful, with black hair like the others but his was styled with a centre parted style which framed his perfectly chiseled face with its dark lips and piercing gold eyes. I knew him, his name was there in my memory but like everything else was hidden behind the clouds that blinded my mind.

He looked at me and his eyes showed some far back recognition, from a time long, long ago.

From the peripheral of my vision I saw Kain look at the vampire I was gazing at, "Raziel?", Raziel… the young vampire shot his face up to look at Kain, "Did you…?"

"No my Lord," He insisted, "I did not turn her,"

"Who is she Kain?" The larger of the vampires asked, the mantle upon his shoulder was dark purple and his hair tied back in a very tight and high ponytail.

Kain did not answer. He gazed angrily at the young ones before him as if he were trying to read their minds. Suddenly he rose to his feet, lifting me in his strong arms as he did. He walked purposefully towards the one he'd called Raziel and placed me roughly into his waiting arms, then Kain strode quickly from, us only turning round to say, "When I find out which of you is responsible…" He clenched his fists and then left us.

I found myself the centre of their gaze, all six of them. They encircled me as I lay helpless in Raziel's arms. The only discernible looks on their faces were as confused as my own.