Razial1/2
Chapter 6- To Janosaldren's I Go
Well like I said earlier, my plan would require that I return to the sarafan stronghold. Unfortunately, once I got there, and stepped inside the doorway of the dank fortress, I forgot the most important detail of my plan. I WAS SUPPOSED TO GET SOME COLD WATER FIRST! As if my own stupidity weren't enough of a slap to the face, the fact I had to hear it from about seven sarafan drones with swords made it that much more embarrassing. "A vampire!" they shouted. It would appear I would have to get my claws dirty in order to avoid certain death. I didn't mind it, though I would've preferred Kain's blood.
After what felt like hours of mindless slaughter, I finally killed, or otherwise wounded them all. Before I could continue this struggle, I realized my bare claws would only get me so far. So I stole one of their swords, and continued my quest.
After what felt like an eternity of sword fighting with various sarafan soldiers, and roming around this dank maze, I finally found the one I was looking for. Unfortunately, he still had that staff with him, and I paid for it. The ice cold water once again shot from the staff, and transformed me into my female counterpart. It was not a welcome change compared to my vampiric form, especially after being in that form so long, but I had no choice. "Well now," Moebius said with a laugh. "Look whose back." "Shut your mouth, you old snake!" I threatened, instantly forcing the tip of the stolen sword to his throat. I didn't cut him, but he got the message that I wasn't playing his little games. "Very well. But if I stay quiet, you'll never know the information you seak." "So you know Kain's plan?" "No. I haven't a clue what that wretch wants in this time. However, I can safely say you're not helping this situation any. You've made quite a few changes in history." "Yes yes, I'm fully aware of what happened to Vorador." "I would hope so. A normal person would condemn you for your actions, but I salute you. For you were cursed, but you have gotten even with Kain by rewriting the history he and his kind have treasured for ages. For you see, not only have you stripped Vorador of his high status, but you happened to take his place." I was about to shout at him for not making sense, but once he stated this, I lost the words. "Speechless?" Moebius asked. "Yes, I can't blame you for that. A lot of famous people have nothing important to say when the spotlight is on them. You, my friend, have taken the place of Vorador, and caused the legendary sarafan massacre to occur five weeks and six days earlier than it should've." "So basically, vampires now think of ME as an icon, and Vorador's the one out hunting Kain?" "Not exactly. Vorador's future's a little complicated to explain. Let's just say he ends up becoming nothing more than a commoner. But you, dear Razial, you've become a legend among vampires." "So I'm a historic icon, Vorador's nothing more than a common vampire, and Kain's plan to altar the past is absolutely nothing?" "Yes, yes, and no. Kain is a very unique individual. For all I know, he could be after another historical icon." "Did I mention I hate people who talk in riddles?" "Whose talking in riddles? I'm just saying that Kain could be after another historical icon. One that has influenced vampire kind to be the way it is." Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. "Tell me," I asked, "Has Janosaldren's heart been pulled out of his chest, and placed in a jar?" I knew for a fact that Janosaldren was a historical figure in Nosgoth history. Legend had it that he lived in the cliffs, and stocked his pray like a volture stocking a dying animal. However, the sarafan stepped in after one victom survived, and made a report. Since Janosaldren was so vicious to the victoms he killed, they murdered him in a similar vicious manner by pulling his heart out from his still living body. Once they got back home, they painted a monstrously exaggerated portraite of him, stuffed his heart in a jar, and refered to it as the heart of darkness. "Pull out his heart?" Moebius asked. "Stuffed it in a jar? My word, I think we're a little confused. Janosaldren's still alive!" "That's all I needed to know." I replied. "Send me to the past. When Janosaldren was supposed to be killed?" "I beg your parden?" I nudged the tip of the sword that much closer to his throat. He almost jumped out of his skin, and quickly beckoned me to stay my hand. Once he was willing to move, he took me to the chamber I originally appeared in when I jumped through Kain's time portal. Now then," Moebius said. "Are you sure you want to meet Janosaldren? Because you're. Uh. Condition might." "Spare me the small talk." I said. "I have a sword, and I have some claws. What more do I need to defend myself? Besides, we're both vampires." "Er.. Yes, of course." With that, a time portal opened. It was ironic really. What took Kain a bunch of levers, wheels, and machinery took Moebius nothing more than a single thought. Whether it would take me to the time period I so desired, I wasn't certain, so I'd just have to jump in and hope for the best.
The next thing I knew, I had arrived at the bottom of the cliffs Janosaldren lived on. The sun was a brilliant orange as it started to set, thus meaning Janos would be out looking for pray anytime now. However, a few seconds later, the shadow of the cliffs wasn't the only shadow I could see. I could see the shadow of either a man, or a creature with a body similar to a man standing on the highest ledge! As he leaped from where he stood, I saw him glide downward rather than plummit like a normal man would. This proved it: this was definitely Janosaldren. The figure I assumed was Janos landed a few feet to my right, and landed in a crouched position. He took his sweet time getting back up, but I guess that's what you get for jumping off a cliff feet first. When he did get up, he looked at me with an ice cold glare and made his way towards me. "Well well." He said. "I have no idea who you are, but I'm so glad to have company." "You must be Janosaldren." I said. "Ah yes, Yanosaldren. I do so love the sound of my name. Exccept when it's in vain. Hey, I made a rhyme!" "Good for you, I'll care later." I took my sword, and got ready to attack. "Right now, I'm here to do what those sarafan imbeciles couldn't, and cut out your heart!" He burst out laughing for some bizarre reason. I guess he really WAS as insane as the Sarafan had said many times before. "Oh, that's a good one." He laughed. "You, kill me. A worthless human girl, killing the mighty Yanosaldren no less!" "What on earth are.?" I froze in mid sentence, realizing I had made yet another mistake. I FORGOT TO GET SOME WARM WATER BEFORE I LEFT! "What's the matter? Kitty got your tongue? Well, if not, I'LL TAKE IT!" He made a lunge for me, but I quickly moved to the right. Before he knew what was coming, I then left a minor cut under his collar! Unfortunately, it didn't slow him down a bit in spite of the pain. I made a run for it, seeing as how this human form was no match for the legendary Janosaldren. The problem was that I had no idea where some warm water was. Unfortunately, I wouldn't get very far. For a few seconds of chasing, I saw four soldiers of the sarafan brotherhood blocking my way. "You there!" They shouted. "GET OUT OF THE.!" Before they could finish, however, burning hot water shot from no where, smacked me right in the chest, and knocked me flat on my back. Though it turned me back into my vampire form, it did so at the worst possible time. "I told you to set the staff to cold you idiot!" The leader shouted.
I was truly out of luck now. If I stayed in my human girl form, I was food for Janos. However, if I stayed in my vampire form, four vengeful sarafan thugs would kill me!. "Wait a minute." Janosaldren said. "You're a vampire, AND a human?" "Wait a minute." The leader said. "I recognize him!" "Yeah, it's Janosaldren. We were sent to kill him." "No, stupid, the OTHER vampire!" I stood up, grabbed my sword, and got ready to fight. "Yes, I recognize him now." The furthest from the left said. "Indeed." The leader said. "It's Razial: the scurge of the circle!" That was just great. Bad enough I had to strip Vorador of his historic status, but now these imbeciles were giving me his title! Scurge of the circle. What did that even refer to? It wasn't like we were members of the sarafan or anything. Of course, knowing these people, they had their reasons for naming things. "Ooh boy," the furthest from the right commented, "There's a huge price on his head." "Just think what killing him AND Janosaldren will give us." The leader added. "We'll be million. AAAAAH!" I then saw Janosaldren move faster than I had ever seen anyone move, and claw his heart out! Getting the idea, the three sarafan soldiers drew their swords, and one by one, they attempted to attack him. However, that was where I intervened, and with Janos's help, I slaughtered all three! We both looked over our kills, and Janos made the usual commentary a fan of one's work would make while looking at it. But while he looked at it in admiration, I looked at it differently. I had entered the sarafan stronghold as a vampire, and took Vorador's place as the scurge of the circle, I tried to confront Janosaldren as a woman, and now I had rewritten history all over again. And this time, I killed the members of the sarafan who were supposed to kill Janos! Man, this just wasn't my day.
Chapter 6- To Janosaldren's I Go
Well like I said earlier, my plan would require that I return to the sarafan stronghold. Unfortunately, once I got there, and stepped inside the doorway of the dank fortress, I forgot the most important detail of my plan. I WAS SUPPOSED TO GET SOME COLD WATER FIRST! As if my own stupidity weren't enough of a slap to the face, the fact I had to hear it from about seven sarafan drones with swords made it that much more embarrassing. "A vampire!" they shouted. It would appear I would have to get my claws dirty in order to avoid certain death. I didn't mind it, though I would've preferred Kain's blood.
After what felt like hours of mindless slaughter, I finally killed, or otherwise wounded them all. Before I could continue this struggle, I realized my bare claws would only get me so far. So I stole one of their swords, and continued my quest.
After what felt like an eternity of sword fighting with various sarafan soldiers, and roming around this dank maze, I finally found the one I was looking for. Unfortunately, he still had that staff with him, and I paid for it. The ice cold water once again shot from the staff, and transformed me into my female counterpart. It was not a welcome change compared to my vampiric form, especially after being in that form so long, but I had no choice. "Well now," Moebius said with a laugh. "Look whose back." "Shut your mouth, you old snake!" I threatened, instantly forcing the tip of the stolen sword to his throat. I didn't cut him, but he got the message that I wasn't playing his little games. "Very well. But if I stay quiet, you'll never know the information you seak." "So you know Kain's plan?" "No. I haven't a clue what that wretch wants in this time. However, I can safely say you're not helping this situation any. You've made quite a few changes in history." "Yes yes, I'm fully aware of what happened to Vorador." "I would hope so. A normal person would condemn you for your actions, but I salute you. For you were cursed, but you have gotten even with Kain by rewriting the history he and his kind have treasured for ages. For you see, not only have you stripped Vorador of his high status, but you happened to take his place." I was about to shout at him for not making sense, but once he stated this, I lost the words. "Speechless?" Moebius asked. "Yes, I can't blame you for that. A lot of famous people have nothing important to say when the spotlight is on them. You, my friend, have taken the place of Vorador, and caused the legendary sarafan massacre to occur five weeks and six days earlier than it should've." "So basically, vampires now think of ME as an icon, and Vorador's the one out hunting Kain?" "Not exactly. Vorador's future's a little complicated to explain. Let's just say he ends up becoming nothing more than a commoner. But you, dear Razial, you've become a legend among vampires." "So I'm a historic icon, Vorador's nothing more than a common vampire, and Kain's plan to altar the past is absolutely nothing?" "Yes, yes, and no. Kain is a very unique individual. For all I know, he could be after another historical icon." "Did I mention I hate people who talk in riddles?" "Whose talking in riddles? I'm just saying that Kain could be after another historical icon. One that has influenced vampire kind to be the way it is." Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. "Tell me," I asked, "Has Janosaldren's heart been pulled out of his chest, and placed in a jar?" I knew for a fact that Janosaldren was a historical figure in Nosgoth history. Legend had it that he lived in the cliffs, and stocked his pray like a volture stocking a dying animal. However, the sarafan stepped in after one victom survived, and made a report. Since Janosaldren was so vicious to the victoms he killed, they murdered him in a similar vicious manner by pulling his heart out from his still living body. Once they got back home, they painted a monstrously exaggerated portraite of him, stuffed his heart in a jar, and refered to it as the heart of darkness. "Pull out his heart?" Moebius asked. "Stuffed it in a jar? My word, I think we're a little confused. Janosaldren's still alive!" "That's all I needed to know." I replied. "Send me to the past. When Janosaldren was supposed to be killed?" "I beg your parden?" I nudged the tip of the sword that much closer to his throat. He almost jumped out of his skin, and quickly beckoned me to stay my hand. Once he was willing to move, he took me to the chamber I originally appeared in when I jumped through Kain's time portal. Now then," Moebius said. "Are you sure you want to meet Janosaldren? Because you're. Uh. Condition might." "Spare me the small talk." I said. "I have a sword, and I have some claws. What more do I need to defend myself? Besides, we're both vampires." "Er.. Yes, of course." With that, a time portal opened. It was ironic really. What took Kain a bunch of levers, wheels, and machinery took Moebius nothing more than a single thought. Whether it would take me to the time period I so desired, I wasn't certain, so I'd just have to jump in and hope for the best.
The next thing I knew, I had arrived at the bottom of the cliffs Janosaldren lived on. The sun was a brilliant orange as it started to set, thus meaning Janos would be out looking for pray anytime now. However, a few seconds later, the shadow of the cliffs wasn't the only shadow I could see. I could see the shadow of either a man, or a creature with a body similar to a man standing on the highest ledge! As he leaped from where he stood, I saw him glide downward rather than plummit like a normal man would. This proved it: this was definitely Janosaldren. The figure I assumed was Janos landed a few feet to my right, and landed in a crouched position. He took his sweet time getting back up, but I guess that's what you get for jumping off a cliff feet first. When he did get up, he looked at me with an ice cold glare and made his way towards me. "Well well." He said. "I have no idea who you are, but I'm so glad to have company." "You must be Janosaldren." I said. "Ah yes, Yanosaldren. I do so love the sound of my name. Exccept when it's in vain. Hey, I made a rhyme!" "Good for you, I'll care later." I took my sword, and got ready to attack. "Right now, I'm here to do what those sarafan imbeciles couldn't, and cut out your heart!" He burst out laughing for some bizarre reason. I guess he really WAS as insane as the Sarafan had said many times before. "Oh, that's a good one." He laughed. "You, kill me. A worthless human girl, killing the mighty Yanosaldren no less!" "What on earth are.?" I froze in mid sentence, realizing I had made yet another mistake. I FORGOT TO GET SOME WARM WATER BEFORE I LEFT! "What's the matter? Kitty got your tongue? Well, if not, I'LL TAKE IT!" He made a lunge for me, but I quickly moved to the right. Before he knew what was coming, I then left a minor cut under his collar! Unfortunately, it didn't slow him down a bit in spite of the pain. I made a run for it, seeing as how this human form was no match for the legendary Janosaldren. The problem was that I had no idea where some warm water was. Unfortunately, I wouldn't get very far. For a few seconds of chasing, I saw four soldiers of the sarafan brotherhood blocking my way. "You there!" They shouted. "GET OUT OF THE.!" Before they could finish, however, burning hot water shot from no where, smacked me right in the chest, and knocked me flat on my back. Though it turned me back into my vampire form, it did so at the worst possible time. "I told you to set the staff to cold you idiot!" The leader shouted.
I was truly out of luck now. If I stayed in my human girl form, I was food for Janos. However, if I stayed in my vampire form, four vengeful sarafan thugs would kill me!. "Wait a minute." Janosaldren said. "You're a vampire, AND a human?" "Wait a minute." The leader said. "I recognize him!" "Yeah, it's Janosaldren. We were sent to kill him." "No, stupid, the OTHER vampire!" I stood up, grabbed my sword, and got ready to fight. "Yes, I recognize him now." The furthest from the left said. "Indeed." The leader said. "It's Razial: the scurge of the circle!" That was just great. Bad enough I had to strip Vorador of his historic status, but now these imbeciles were giving me his title! Scurge of the circle. What did that even refer to? It wasn't like we were members of the sarafan or anything. Of course, knowing these people, they had their reasons for naming things. "Ooh boy," the furthest from the right commented, "There's a huge price on his head." "Just think what killing him AND Janosaldren will give us." The leader added. "We'll be million. AAAAAH!" I then saw Janosaldren move faster than I had ever seen anyone move, and claw his heart out! Getting the idea, the three sarafan soldiers drew their swords, and one by one, they attempted to attack him. However, that was where I intervened, and with Janos's help, I slaughtered all three! We both looked over our kills, and Janos made the usual commentary a fan of one's work would make while looking at it. But while he looked at it in admiration, I looked at it differently. I had entered the sarafan stronghold as a vampire, and took Vorador's place as the scurge of the circle, I tried to confront Janosaldren as a woman, and now I had rewritten history all over again. And this time, I killed the members of the sarafan who were supposed to kill Janos! Man, this just wasn't my day.