Chapter 1: The incident at Highgate
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Disclaimer: I don't and never have owned any of the characters in Legacy of Kain. I wish I did, but that's the way the cookie crumbles.
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"Now class, I'd like to turn your attention to the board for one minute." Anya looked up at the board and the scribble-like notations on it.
(Learn to write legibly.) She though darkly to herself as she watched the short balding man start to point out key compounds. It was second period chemistry, and although she aced this subject, she wanted nothing better than to go home and sleep. Anya was stuck at the back of the class, along with the jocks, and sluts of her tutor group.
She hated alphabetically obsessed teachers.
"Hey, Annie, what's up at the orphanage?" She looked up as Sammy; the most popular girl in school arrived, sucking a lollypop. Yet again, Anya noted, she was wearing a skirt that would offend a prostitute.
"Not as much action as at the whorehouse." She growled, pulling her sunglasses down out of her bright red hair. She looked up at Mr Medley, who was apparently unaware of Sammy's intrusion into class, and stuck her hand up.
"I don't know if you are aware sir, but a student came in late... doesn't that usually constitute for detention?"
Mr Medley turned and frowned, his round face turning red.
"Yes... but Miss Carters a cheerleader, and so if she is tardy." He looked Sammy up and down smiling to himself,
"She is excused... However, questioning a teacher is an offence worthy of detention." He started to write a slip as Anya stood up, pulling her bag onto her shoulder and walking towards him.
"Free speech is a basic human right you know." She muttered as she took the slip, and walked out of the classroom.
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She walked down the corridor, frustrated at the injustice of the popularity system. She slammed her fist against lockers, as she walked down the hall, growling at the small hall monitor that approached her.
Opening the door to the detention room, she passed the teacher a slip and sat down.
"Disrupting the class again?"
Anya smiled, "Yeah... being honest with total assholes works well... in a perfect world that is." She sat down and stared out the window as a cloud rolled over the school.
No matter how sunny it was, only rain suited meridian.
She smiled.
"I'm telling you it's not my fault!" She looked up as the principal of the school; Mr. Stremner hauled a tall boy into the classroom.
(Probably screwed up a kick or something.) She thought to herself as she noted his football uniform.
"You broke into a vending machine because it swallowed your change!" Mr Stremner barked.
"I did not!" Shouted the boy, as the principal released him. He ran his hand through his short black hair and sat down in the chair next to Anya. She watched as Mr. Stremner walked out of the classroom, followed by the duty officer, who was about to be briefed on the 'trouble causer'.
"So... what did you do?" Asked the boy. Anya frowned, "I made a comment on the bureaucratic system we live in." She said flatly.
The boy smiled. "So you pissed off a teacher." She stared at him. "Wow... most Jocks wouldn't understand that." She growled sarcastically. He leant back in his chair and laughed. "I'm not a Jock. I have to play football. Thanks to Mr Stremner." he stared at her and held out his hand,
"Raziel... Raziel Garrison."
She gritted her teeth in a smile and shook his hand, "Anya McPherson. Raziel... Isn't that the name of-" "Sarafan Saints? Yeah... my mom is really hung up on the old legends. She told me it was a name to be proud of."
Anya nodded slightly, "Yeah... I guess..."
Raziel took off his football jacket, and stretched lazily.
"So... you're a Goth, right?"
Anya's eyes narrowed and she nodded, "Yeah... what of it?"
"Nothing... I just think your pretty damn brave to come into School like that... I won't even try it..."
She suddenly realised, when she noticed the tattoo on his arm.
"Aaaah... I see... sorry, I'm really pissed about the whole 'I'm a popular Jock, Slut or whatever' thing."
"Yeah... no worries..." He stared out the window and silence ensued.
"So... what happened? Apart from the can machine exploding?" She asked facing him. He turned to face her, his eyes now a noticeable brown colour. He wasn't smiling; in fact, he looked very serious, if not grave.
"Well... if I tell you, just keep your opinion to yourself, okay?" She nodded, and moved a little closer.
"I got my money chewed by the machine. I got pissed off; as you do... and kicked it... then I punched it... I punched it again, and there was this weird blue light at the end of my hand, and then it exploded!" She stared at him blankly, as his face went distant and blank, "I felt as if I had been drained of my energy, and I keeled over. I woke up in the nurse's office, and I was told I had broken into the vending machine... Mr Stremner was real angry... and I didn't know what the heck was going on!"
Anya frowned,
"You might have got an electric shock. That would explain the light."
Raziel shook his head, "My hand wasn't even near the can machine when it started. It was about two foot long and wrapped up my arm."
"Well... no matter what it was, you're still screwed. You broke the machine." She added, folding her arms.
With that, every fire alarm in the building went off, and Raziel and Anya ran out of the classroom, out onto the field along with the school.
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When they arrived at the assembly point, there were paramedics scattered through the crowd of Hysterical students. "What's going on?" She asked, grabbing the nearest non-crazy person.
"There's been an explosion in the science block... there's still tutor form 4b to be accounted for... They think they were in the classroom that went up..." Anya's stomach turned over and she felt herself wretch.
"Where's the tutor!?!" She gasped, trying not to be sick, the thought of all her classmates, even Sammy, in an explosion made her feel faint.
"Anya! ANYA!" She turned and saw Mr Andrews, walking up to her, his eyes bright with tears, "They're all dead... every one of them..."
Another explosion behind Anya threw everyone to the ground, and as she sat up, pieces of debris landed around them.
No... Not debris, dead meat...
She retched uncontrollably, feeling her insides pour out onto the floor. She cried at the same time ad was pulled up to standing by Mr Andrews, who took her over to the paramedics.
"One accounted for!" He shouted, as people around him fell to their knees, bombarded by assorted viscera, skin, clothing and bone. She felt the spatter of warm blood as another explosion occurred, and this time she didn't care.
The world around her was swimming, and she was at the bottom of the lake, unable to breath or move. She swayed slightly and then there was darkness.
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First chapter... be brutal... I know it looks cheesy... but is going somewhere, I promise... :)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: I don't and never have owned any of the characters in Legacy of Kain. I wish I did, but that's the way the cookie crumbles.
***
"Now class, I'd like to turn your attention to the board for one minute." Anya looked up at the board and the scribble-like notations on it.
(Learn to write legibly.) She though darkly to herself as she watched the short balding man start to point out key compounds. It was second period chemistry, and although she aced this subject, she wanted nothing better than to go home and sleep. Anya was stuck at the back of the class, along with the jocks, and sluts of her tutor group.
She hated alphabetically obsessed teachers.
"Hey, Annie, what's up at the orphanage?" She looked up as Sammy; the most popular girl in school arrived, sucking a lollypop. Yet again, Anya noted, she was wearing a skirt that would offend a prostitute.
"Not as much action as at the whorehouse." She growled, pulling her sunglasses down out of her bright red hair. She looked up at Mr Medley, who was apparently unaware of Sammy's intrusion into class, and stuck her hand up.
"I don't know if you are aware sir, but a student came in late... doesn't that usually constitute for detention?"
Mr Medley turned and frowned, his round face turning red.
"Yes... but Miss Carters a cheerleader, and so if she is tardy." He looked Sammy up and down smiling to himself,
"She is excused... However, questioning a teacher is an offence worthy of detention." He started to write a slip as Anya stood up, pulling her bag onto her shoulder and walking towards him.
"Free speech is a basic human right you know." She muttered as she took the slip, and walked out of the classroom.
-~~~~()~~~~-
She walked down the corridor, frustrated at the injustice of the popularity system. She slammed her fist against lockers, as she walked down the hall, growling at the small hall monitor that approached her.
Opening the door to the detention room, she passed the teacher a slip and sat down.
"Disrupting the class again?"
Anya smiled, "Yeah... being honest with total assholes works well... in a perfect world that is." She sat down and stared out the window as a cloud rolled over the school.
No matter how sunny it was, only rain suited meridian.
She smiled.
"I'm telling you it's not my fault!" She looked up as the principal of the school; Mr. Stremner hauled a tall boy into the classroom.
(Probably screwed up a kick or something.) She thought to herself as she noted his football uniform.
"You broke into a vending machine because it swallowed your change!" Mr Stremner barked.
"I did not!" Shouted the boy, as the principal released him. He ran his hand through his short black hair and sat down in the chair next to Anya. She watched as Mr. Stremner walked out of the classroom, followed by the duty officer, who was about to be briefed on the 'trouble causer'.
"So... what did you do?" Asked the boy. Anya frowned, "I made a comment on the bureaucratic system we live in." She said flatly.
The boy smiled. "So you pissed off a teacher." She stared at him. "Wow... most Jocks wouldn't understand that." She growled sarcastically. He leant back in his chair and laughed. "I'm not a Jock. I have to play football. Thanks to Mr Stremner." he stared at her and held out his hand,
"Raziel... Raziel Garrison."
She gritted her teeth in a smile and shook his hand, "Anya McPherson. Raziel... Isn't that the name of-" "Sarafan Saints? Yeah... my mom is really hung up on the old legends. She told me it was a name to be proud of."
Anya nodded slightly, "Yeah... I guess..."
Raziel took off his football jacket, and stretched lazily.
"So... you're a Goth, right?"
Anya's eyes narrowed and she nodded, "Yeah... what of it?"
"Nothing... I just think your pretty damn brave to come into School like that... I won't even try it..."
She suddenly realised, when she noticed the tattoo on his arm.
"Aaaah... I see... sorry, I'm really pissed about the whole 'I'm a popular Jock, Slut or whatever' thing."
"Yeah... no worries..." He stared out the window and silence ensued.
"So... what happened? Apart from the can machine exploding?" She asked facing him. He turned to face her, his eyes now a noticeable brown colour. He wasn't smiling; in fact, he looked very serious, if not grave.
"Well... if I tell you, just keep your opinion to yourself, okay?" She nodded, and moved a little closer.
"I got my money chewed by the machine. I got pissed off; as you do... and kicked it... then I punched it... I punched it again, and there was this weird blue light at the end of my hand, and then it exploded!" She stared at him blankly, as his face went distant and blank, "I felt as if I had been drained of my energy, and I keeled over. I woke up in the nurse's office, and I was told I had broken into the vending machine... Mr Stremner was real angry... and I didn't know what the heck was going on!"
Anya frowned,
"You might have got an electric shock. That would explain the light."
Raziel shook his head, "My hand wasn't even near the can machine when it started. It was about two foot long and wrapped up my arm."
"Well... no matter what it was, you're still screwed. You broke the machine." She added, folding her arms.
With that, every fire alarm in the building went off, and Raziel and Anya ran out of the classroom, out onto the field along with the school.
-~~~~()~~~~-
When they arrived at the assembly point, there were paramedics scattered through the crowd of Hysterical students. "What's going on?" She asked, grabbing the nearest non-crazy person.
"There's been an explosion in the science block... there's still tutor form 4b to be accounted for... They think they were in the classroom that went up..." Anya's stomach turned over and she felt herself wretch.
"Where's the tutor!?!" She gasped, trying not to be sick, the thought of all her classmates, even Sammy, in an explosion made her feel faint.
"Anya! ANYA!" She turned and saw Mr Andrews, walking up to her, his eyes bright with tears, "They're all dead... every one of them..."
Another explosion behind Anya threw everyone to the ground, and as she sat up, pieces of debris landed around them.
No... Not debris, dead meat...
She retched uncontrollably, feeling her insides pour out onto the floor. She cried at the same time ad was pulled up to standing by Mr Andrews, who took her over to the paramedics.
"One accounted for!" He shouted, as people around him fell to their knees, bombarded by assorted viscera, skin, clothing and bone. She felt the spatter of warm blood as another explosion occurred, and this time she didn't care.
The world around her was swimming, and she was at the bottom of the lake, unable to breath or move. She swayed slightly and then there was darkness.
-~~~~()~~~~-
First chapter... be brutal... I know it looks cheesy... but is going somewhere, I promise... :)