Thank you for reviewing, this time I'm gonna do something different than my
other fic, and give shout outs!
Aleks - *big smile* I'm glad you love it!
Demon Hunter Anamae - The switch is kinda hard, but I'm working on other funny fics at the moment. About the grammar: apparently I did absorb something while daydreaming through English class.
Light in dark - Cute wasn't exactly what I was going for, but I'll take that as a complement. What's with the growling? Do you need a drink? * hands Light in dark a super-sized Mountain Dew*
Sarryn - It's good that it's good and it shall be continued.
Silveriss - I will send you the next blooper chapter as soon as it is written.
Nemi - In the FMV in BO1, I always thought it was the Blood Gout spell. * sigh* Oh well. I guess I learn something new every day, or something to that effect.
ElemantalAngel - That is one /big\ smile. ^______________________________________________^ And here's an equally big smile for your fic. Sorry I haven't reviewed it. I am very bad about reviewing after I read.
Bloodthirsty - Don't worry about /my\ bloopers, * gives a conspirators' wink* they aren't quite dead. But thank you for the roses. They're so pretty! I'm glad you like Umah, that was what I was trying for. How could I not continue, now that you mention Kain?
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Umah sighed as she heaved the body into the incinerator. With the Sarafan now controlling the city, it was no longer wise to dump the bodies back onto the street. Staring into the flames, she reflected on how life had changed in just the few short months that they had been in hiding. How fast the Sarafan had grown, she mused. It was like a virus.
As the remains collapsed into ash, she delicately grasped the goblet and started back up the stairs, careful not to spill the recently shed blood, for the sun would rise soon and she didn't want to go hunting again. Umah reached her destination, and inwardly sighed with relief. As irrational as she knew her paranoia was, she still dreaded coming into the room and finding a company of Glyph knights finishing off what their Lord did not.
Lying on the ornate bed was the source of her anxieties, and in her innermost thoughts, her dreams. "How are you tonight?" Umah called to her charge, even as she realized the vocalization to be worse than useless; it just reminded her of her loneliness. She had started to talk to Kain, but it just wasn't the same. Maybe next time her Sire came to visit, she could ask for a pet. Perhaps a puppy, or maybe a human...
Umah carefully raised Kain into a semi-sitting position, just high enough that the fresh blood wouldn't be spilled, as it had several times before she had gotten the gist of how to feed him. Kain mumbled from deep in his slumber. "You don't like the taste do you? I know, but you need to drink it to get better." Umah didn't particularly care for the blood of the urchins that inhabited the slums any more than Kain seemed to. Sometimes she thought it tasted of broken dreams and despair.
"Enough of this moodiness," she said, breaking the silence. "Tomorrow night I will hunt in the lower city, maybe even in the upper. And I will bring you a treat you will like." Umah whispered to him as she gently kissed his forehead. She knew that it wasn't wise to leave Kain unattended, but what harm could occur in one night? She climbed into her bed, and laughed inwardly at the common knowledge that Vampires need to sleep in coffins.
As the sun set, Umah rose. "Good evening," she greeted her charge. "Would you like some fresh air? Seeing as you are stuck in your bed, of course." And with that, she opened the window. She was in a great mood, due to the impending hunt. "I will see you soon. Don't get into any trouble while I'm gone." Umah said as she jumped out the window and ran toward the bridge to the lower city.
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/Finally\, the female was gone. He alighted just inside the window that she had left from. He snorted, thinking it would be too easy. "Kain, where are you?" he called softly in his disjointed voice. He cocked his head and listened, but all he heard was slow breathing and a heavy heartbeat. He stepped into the room and saw ... his lord who he had betrayed.
"This is too easy," he murmured. His greatest foe, whom had once held his allegiance, now lay helpless. It wouldn't take much power to finish him off. To do so now would be too anticlimactic to suit him. He stalked across the room and stared into the countenance of the so-called great general.
"You didn't even know it was me who betrayed you. You didn't even question when I told you that I had found a 'small' company of Sarafan, you were that arrogant, even when I disappeared from the camp. You never questioned my loyalty! It never occurred to you that you were taking me for granted, you were just using me! It was always 'Magnus this' and 'Magnus that'! You never appreciated what I did for you!"
He stood over Kain and let his rage burn through him. Kain had not even flickered an eyelid through out his tirade. It was so much like the old days, it infuriated him. "Kain, answer me, damn it! Do something!" /Anything\, his mind begged. If Kain moved even in the slightest, he could claim self-defense, and thus his conscious could be clear.
It was strange how his conscious tortured him now. Even though it was months since the Last Battle, as the Sarafan were calling it, he still felt guilty for betraying Kain. That was why he had come here. In his reasoning, he had concluded that Kain was still alive, and thus must be destroyed if his conscious would ever leave him alone. "Please," he begged.
Silence was his only answer. Slowly, with his armor clanking, he knelt by the bed. "Please," he whispered again, not knowing what he was asking for this time. Perhaps it was forgiveness, but he pushed that thought from his mind almost as soon as it was formed. He collapsed onto the still figure on the bed and cried, relishing in the pain the tears brought, while remembering. Contrary to popular belief, Kain did care about his elite soldiers. He had comforted the interloper many times before when the pangs of conscious had become to great to bear.
The interloper finally looked up from the gently rising and falling chest. It was almost dawn, and the female would be back soon. He started when he realized what he had spent the night doing. He had come to kill Kain, but had instead was comforted like a little /human\ child! "Next time I won't hesitate," he told Kain. "Next time we meet, I will kill you with my own hands." He wiped the last of the tears from his eyes, and jumped out the window, speeding toward his lair in the industrial quarter.
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Umah dragged her catch into the basement. He was a fine young noble, well fed and soft. Surely he would spice up their diets, for a long time if she was careful in how she bleed him. She smiled at the noble, who began to plead and gibber as he realized his fate. "Please! Let me see one more sunrise!" he begged.
/Sunrise!\ Umah had become so caught up in the hunt that she completely forgot about leaving Kain's window open! She slammed the door on the noble's protests and raced up to Kain's room. She was still in time to close the window. Shutting and barring the window, she shuddered and realized just how close Kain had been to dieing. Umah couldn't even begin to think about the repercussions if Kain died while in her care. Her Sire would be furious, to say the least.
She walked closer to the bed and examined Kain. He seemed to have a small spattering of water burns on his chest. She inhaled, testing the scents. The only thing she could smell different from the normal aroma of the room was a slight whiff of what could have been another vampire, but it was so faint she thought she might have imagined it. The only thing different about Kain, besides the water burns, was his hand was stretched out, as if to comfort someone...
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Can you guess who the interloper is? I shall give an amount of sugar out to equal the biggest sugar high in your lifetime if you get it right, or even if you just review! Please review!
Aleks - *big smile* I'm glad you love it!
Demon Hunter Anamae - The switch is kinda hard, but I'm working on other funny fics at the moment. About the grammar: apparently I did absorb something while daydreaming through English class.
Light in dark - Cute wasn't exactly what I was going for, but I'll take that as a complement. What's with the growling? Do you need a drink? * hands Light in dark a super-sized Mountain Dew*
Sarryn - It's good that it's good and it shall be continued.
Silveriss - I will send you the next blooper chapter as soon as it is written.
Nemi - In the FMV in BO1, I always thought it was the Blood Gout spell. * sigh* Oh well. I guess I learn something new every day, or something to that effect.
ElemantalAngel - That is one /big\ smile. ^______________________________________________^ And here's an equally big smile for your fic. Sorry I haven't reviewed it. I am very bad about reviewing after I read.
Bloodthirsty - Don't worry about /my\ bloopers, * gives a conspirators' wink* they aren't quite dead. But thank you for the roses. They're so pretty! I'm glad you like Umah, that was what I was trying for. How could I not continue, now that you mention Kain?
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Umah sighed as she heaved the body into the incinerator. With the Sarafan now controlling the city, it was no longer wise to dump the bodies back onto the street. Staring into the flames, she reflected on how life had changed in just the few short months that they had been in hiding. How fast the Sarafan had grown, she mused. It was like a virus.
As the remains collapsed into ash, she delicately grasped the goblet and started back up the stairs, careful not to spill the recently shed blood, for the sun would rise soon and she didn't want to go hunting again. Umah reached her destination, and inwardly sighed with relief. As irrational as she knew her paranoia was, she still dreaded coming into the room and finding a company of Glyph knights finishing off what their Lord did not.
Lying on the ornate bed was the source of her anxieties, and in her innermost thoughts, her dreams. "How are you tonight?" Umah called to her charge, even as she realized the vocalization to be worse than useless; it just reminded her of her loneliness. She had started to talk to Kain, but it just wasn't the same. Maybe next time her Sire came to visit, she could ask for a pet. Perhaps a puppy, or maybe a human...
Umah carefully raised Kain into a semi-sitting position, just high enough that the fresh blood wouldn't be spilled, as it had several times before she had gotten the gist of how to feed him. Kain mumbled from deep in his slumber. "You don't like the taste do you? I know, but you need to drink it to get better." Umah didn't particularly care for the blood of the urchins that inhabited the slums any more than Kain seemed to. Sometimes she thought it tasted of broken dreams and despair.
"Enough of this moodiness," she said, breaking the silence. "Tomorrow night I will hunt in the lower city, maybe even in the upper. And I will bring you a treat you will like." Umah whispered to him as she gently kissed his forehead. She knew that it wasn't wise to leave Kain unattended, but what harm could occur in one night? She climbed into her bed, and laughed inwardly at the common knowledge that Vampires need to sleep in coffins.
As the sun set, Umah rose. "Good evening," she greeted her charge. "Would you like some fresh air? Seeing as you are stuck in your bed, of course." And with that, she opened the window. She was in a great mood, due to the impending hunt. "I will see you soon. Don't get into any trouble while I'm gone." Umah said as she jumped out the window and ran toward the bridge to the lower city.
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/Finally\, the female was gone. He alighted just inside the window that she had left from. He snorted, thinking it would be too easy. "Kain, where are you?" he called softly in his disjointed voice. He cocked his head and listened, but all he heard was slow breathing and a heavy heartbeat. He stepped into the room and saw ... his lord who he had betrayed.
"This is too easy," he murmured. His greatest foe, whom had once held his allegiance, now lay helpless. It wouldn't take much power to finish him off. To do so now would be too anticlimactic to suit him. He stalked across the room and stared into the countenance of the so-called great general.
"You didn't even know it was me who betrayed you. You didn't even question when I told you that I had found a 'small' company of Sarafan, you were that arrogant, even when I disappeared from the camp. You never questioned my loyalty! It never occurred to you that you were taking me for granted, you were just using me! It was always 'Magnus this' and 'Magnus that'! You never appreciated what I did for you!"
He stood over Kain and let his rage burn through him. Kain had not even flickered an eyelid through out his tirade. It was so much like the old days, it infuriated him. "Kain, answer me, damn it! Do something!" /Anything\, his mind begged. If Kain moved even in the slightest, he could claim self-defense, and thus his conscious could be clear.
It was strange how his conscious tortured him now. Even though it was months since the Last Battle, as the Sarafan were calling it, he still felt guilty for betraying Kain. That was why he had come here. In his reasoning, he had concluded that Kain was still alive, and thus must be destroyed if his conscious would ever leave him alone. "Please," he begged.
Silence was his only answer. Slowly, with his armor clanking, he knelt by the bed. "Please," he whispered again, not knowing what he was asking for this time. Perhaps it was forgiveness, but he pushed that thought from his mind almost as soon as it was formed. He collapsed onto the still figure on the bed and cried, relishing in the pain the tears brought, while remembering. Contrary to popular belief, Kain did care about his elite soldiers. He had comforted the interloper many times before when the pangs of conscious had become to great to bear.
The interloper finally looked up from the gently rising and falling chest. It was almost dawn, and the female would be back soon. He started when he realized what he had spent the night doing. He had come to kill Kain, but had instead was comforted like a little /human\ child! "Next time I won't hesitate," he told Kain. "Next time we meet, I will kill you with my own hands." He wiped the last of the tears from his eyes, and jumped out the window, speeding toward his lair in the industrial quarter.
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Umah dragged her catch into the basement. He was a fine young noble, well fed and soft. Surely he would spice up their diets, for a long time if she was careful in how she bleed him. She smiled at the noble, who began to plead and gibber as he realized his fate. "Please! Let me see one more sunrise!" he begged.
/Sunrise!\ Umah had become so caught up in the hunt that she completely forgot about leaving Kain's window open! She slammed the door on the noble's protests and raced up to Kain's room. She was still in time to close the window. Shutting and barring the window, she shuddered and realized just how close Kain had been to dieing. Umah couldn't even begin to think about the repercussions if Kain died while in her care. Her Sire would be furious, to say the least.
She walked closer to the bed and examined Kain. He seemed to have a small spattering of water burns on his chest. She inhaled, testing the scents. The only thing she could smell different from the normal aroma of the room was a slight whiff of what could have been another vampire, but it was so faint she thought she might have imagined it. The only thing different about Kain, besides the water burns, was his hand was stretched out, as if to comfort someone...
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Can you guess who the interloper is? I shall give an amount of sugar out to equal the biggest sugar high in your lifetime if you get it right, or even if you just review! Please review!