Vampire's Legacy
by Yoake's Dream

Chapter 1- Maze of Questions


Kain looked around wildly as he entered the chamber of the device. His yellow eyes narrowed when he saw that Stacia was no where to be found. "Fate always has its way," he said lowly. With saddened eyes, he walked over to the dial closest to the portal. "Stacia," he breathed as he ran a single clawed finger along the material of her shall. He felt another presence behind him. With a tired breath, Kain turned and looked at his former second. "I hope you realize, Raziel, that you have damned her to insanity."

"As if you wouldn't have done so yourself?" Raziel asked in turn. "She told you she would go mad. Her past is calling to her. Fate is calling to her. You have to let her discover who and what she is."

"And in letting her discover that, you have sealed our destinies." Kain took the shall and carefully draped it over his arm. "With the end of Stacia's adventure through time, our end will also come."

"I welcome it," Raziel said lowly.

Kain turned to him with a questioning look. "Do you, Raziel?" he asked. "Remember the plans Fate holds for you." He saw the Soul Reaver shudder, and nodded once. "If Stacia is successful, it will be as if you and I never existed in Nosgoth. All of our troubles, and sacrifices were for nothing."

"Maybe yours," Raziel said as he made his way to the doors of the chamber. "As long as I am able to see you in agonizing pain, everything I have ever sacrificed will be worth it."


Stacia slowly opened her eyes as the feeling of vertigo left her. She gasped as she looked at the area around her. "The pillars," she breathed. Her amber eyes gazed at the pillars that would become the center of her father's empire. They were not the deepened gold that she had grown accustomed to, but they were the purest of whites. Each one stood proud, going up farther than the eye could see. The area around the pillars was clean and full of life. Stacia felt like she was in a magical paradise where beauty ruled, instead of the ugliness her father controlled.

"Some say the pillars reach the heavens," a soft voice said from behind her.

Stacia turned and gasped. Before her stood a woman in a flowing gown and wavy golden hair. Just then, Stacia realized how far back in time she had come. "Ariel," she said in a whisper.

Intrigued sapphire eyes looked at this young woman. "Yes. I am Ariel," she said softly. "Who might you be?" she asked.

"My name is Stacia." Confusion crossed Stacia's face when Ariel smiled brightly.

"So, you are the one," Ariel said cryptically. When Stacia frowned, Ariel shook her head. "I do not mean to confuse you. I was merely awaiting your arrival."

"My arrival? I thought only the Guardian of Time knows of the Past and Future."

Ariel smiled kindly. "No. There is another that can control each of the powers the Pillars represent. He is the one that has informed me of your search."

"Then who might he be?" Stacia asked. She looked over her shoulder to the lush viridian hills and saw a number of men walking over to where she and Ariel stood.

"There is not much time. If you go to the north, you will find him. And your reasons for being here," Ariel said softly. She then looked at Stacia with kind eyes. "But I can tell you, you will have to learn that everything is done for a reason. The trials and traumas you must go through will only serve to clear your path, and make you stronger."

Stacia frowned as she looked at Ariel. She was just as cryptic alive as she was dead. "Will you at least give me the name of the man I am looking for?" she asked.

"I am truly sorry Stacia. If I were to do that now, there would be no way you could succeed." Ariel looked at the group of men and then to Stacia. "Those are Sarafan Priests, along with their leader, Moebius. If Moebius sees you, he will figure out who you are, and have them kill you. It would be best if you were to start your journey now." Ariel pulled a small pouch from her side and gave it to Stacia. "Take this with you. It will help you reach your destination."

The Vampire-Human looked at the Balance Guardian. "Thank you Ariel." With a small bow, she started to make her way to the north.

Ariel watched her with a saddened smile. "And now, the treachery begins," she whispered.

"Who was that Ariel?" Moebius asked as he walked up behind his fellow Guardian.

"A servant girl. I needed her to take something to the North. That is all." Ariel turned to look him. "Is there something you need to discuss with me?"

The Time Guardian's eyes narrowed slightly. He then shook his head. "I have just felt a disturbance in the Time Stream. I fear our safety may be compromised. There is no telling what dangers could be lurking about." Moebius stepped to the side slightly and gestured to the men behind him. "I have asked three of my trusted Sarafan to escort you back to your home."

"That is not necessary Moebius, thank you."

"Ariel, please, I insist. I would feel so much better I knew you were home, safe," he said smoothly.

She took a slow breath. She knew all to well that he was up to something. It was a known fact, Moebius was always up to something. Ariel knew she had no other choice but to play along with his games of manipulation. "Alright," she said lowly. Blue eyes looked at the Pillars once again. She knew this would be the last time she would be able to see them like this. "Your men can escort me home."


Kain looked out across the landscape that was his Nosgoth. He glanced at his side and saw Stacia's shall exactly where he left it. "The last one," he said lowly. He turned his eyes inside and walked over his throne. "The one that has the power to use the key," he mumbled. "They have condemned us all."


Amber eyes narrowed in determination as she reached a high wall. Her journey had led her through swamps and woods, up mountains and down ravines. The crimson colored gown she had once wore was now stained and torn off above the knee, looking more now like a dress made for a whore than the Royalty she was.

Stacia jumped up and grabbed onto a piece of the wall. Carefully, she made her way to the top of it. She didn't have the steel-like claws that the other Vampires had. Her delicate fingers and feet needed to find something to hold on to. She grabbed onto the ledge and started to pull herself up. As she looked up to survey her surroundings, Stacia nearly fell back down the cliff.

As she had left the pillars, she had seen the trophies the Sarafan left hoisted into the air. The dozens of Vampires of this time impaled or crucified were a testament of the hatred that her people felt. But here, atop this cliff were more Vampires than she had seen through her entire journey. Stacia crawled from the edge of the cliff as her eyes threatened to fill with tears. These Vampires didn't look like the ones she was accustomed to. They didn't have clawed hands nor feet. They looked more Human... like herself. The only difference between herself and these Vampires were her features. Every one of the dead Vampires had dark hair, and eyes the color of Midnight. Their ears were pointed, and the ones that still had their mouths open showed ivory colored fangs.

She carefully walked through the river of corpses. Fear was starting to take a hold of her. She had to make sure if she ran into any humans, she would act as human as she looked.

In only a little while, which was too long for her own liking, Stacia found herself at another cliff. She looked out and her eyes widened in awe.

She stood just over a lake, looking at the a huge statue of a winged Vampiric angel. On the top of the wings of the figure, there was a balcony. For some strange reason, Stacia felt fear starting to grip her by the throat. She took a slow and shaky breath as she looked for a way to get up to the balcony. Her eyes glanced to her waist and saw the small pouch Ariel had given her. It was slowly starting to glow.

Stacia opened the pouch and saw a small red stone. Her eyes widened as she looked at it. The only other stone she had ever seen like it was on the hilt of the reaver. She couldn't help but gasp as the entire world around her shifted. The sensations were completely overwhelming. As soon as the scenery changed to that of a darkened study, Stacia fell to her knees gasping for breath.

"I see that you have come child," a voice said softly.

She looked up sharply, but had to steady herself. Everything was still spinning, but not to the extremes that they were before. When she thought she could stand looking at whoever spoke to her, she opened her eyes.

Had it been her nature, she would have fainted right then and there. Instead, Stacia balled a single hand and looked at the blue creature in front of her. "Who are you?" she asked in a hiss.

Kind golden eyes looked at her. She was every bit of what he expected. Maybe she was even more than that. "I am the last of the Ancients," he said. His soft voice was a complete opposite of the demonic rumblings of her dreams. "You may call me Janos. Janos Audron."


© 2002 Midori Bond/Yoake's Dream. I don't own the rights to the Legacy of Kain story, or characters. I do, however own Stacia. Who ever I decide to use in this fic is the property of the wonderfully people that created LoK games. Don't sue, It's not like you'll get anything.
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