Razial1/2
Chapter 8- Where the Grudge Ends
Kain and I both swung our blades at one another, and only made contact with the other's sword. I must admit, it was quite redundant after a while. Neither of us were that good at swordsmanship, yet we still managed to know enough to fight with. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of swords clashing, and energy being wasted on the opponent, we simply stood there, swords crossed, and glares being exchanged. "Razial, my boy, you are so predictable." Kain commented. "Just because you've changed the past doesn't mean you can change my memory. I've seen how you've used a sword in the past, and I've studied every single move you've used. Believe me, when you're locked in a chamber with nothing to do but build a time machine, there's really not much else you can do. You can't..." Before he could finish, however, I reached out, and kicked him below the belt! He shrieked in agony, but still had enough energy left to avoid a decapitation attempt. "If you've studied all my moves," I said, "You should've seen that one coming. Maybe if you shut your mouth for once in your life, you would've been a little smarter, and avoided it." With that, he took swing after swing at me with his blade, and I blocked it just as efficiently. However, after another long period of sword fighting, we both stopped, and started another stare down. We both struggled to catch our breaths as we waited for the other to make a move, ready to block, and possibly counter it in the process. However, after about a minute of this, Kain threw his sword aside. "It appears we're too equal to try and kill the other with a sword." He said. "I say we fight with honor, throw the weapons down, and settle this like men." "You? Fight with honor?" I asked, bursting out in laughter. "That's a good one! All right, we'll do it your way." I threw my sword down, and attacked him! This time, rather than exchanging swings of the sword, we exchanged swings of the fist. It may not have been as impressive to watch, but it seemed to be acomplishing more. For one, I actually left a few cuts and bruises on his face, and maybe a gash on one of his shoulders. The fist fight ended in a draw, but the battle was far from over. "I must admit," I said, "This really isn't going anywhere. Perhaps you should just settle with being second..." "GANG WAY!" A voice with a swedish accent shouted. We both looked behind me, and saw a circle of orange light open in the sky. No, not the sun, a portal! The gateway itself was a surprise, but that which came out was even more surprising. I saw another Kain leap from the glowing orange whole, and another figure. This figure looked almost like Janosaldren, except for a few differences. He wore a white suit with a metallic blue chest plate. Half of his face was covered by a cloth, but the rest of his face was visible, and skeletal. His hands were cloven much like my own, but from the elbow down, his right arm was a blade of pure white light! "What in Nosgoth is that thing?" Kain and I both asked. "Get out of my way!" The unknown creature shouted. I did so, but Kain was too slow. The mystery creature impaled my nemesis with his light blade, and seemed to devour something deep inside of his heart. It was painful to look at, even if it WAS my arch rival. However, as the Kain I knew slowly died, the new Kain instantly began to fade out of existance! Once the new Kain had faded away completely, the Kain I knew was dead. Nothing more but a lifeless shell of his former self with a hole in his chest. The mystery creature's blade of light faded as he let out a sigh of releaf. "After three centuries of yumping through time," he said, "It's finally over." That accent... It sounded awfully familiar. Like I had heard it just a few hours ago! But I still couldn't associate it with a face. "Who are you?" I asked. "Why I'm surprised, pretty lady." He said. "After all these years, you don't remember the one who you saved?" ER! That told me who it was right there. "Janos, you moron, I'M NOT A LADY!" I screamed. "Wait a minute. Something's different about you." "Really? Is it my fancy new haircut? I got it in the future." "No, I meant the new suit, the rag, and the sword." "Oh, those. Long story. I'm going back home, I can explain everything." "He started to journey off in the direction of his hut. Apparently, his sense of intelligence hasn't changed. He may have cool powers, but his brain didn't improve in the least. I say this because he was heading to his hut, but forgot his former self was still living there! What a dunse! So it was official. Kain was dead, my curse was irreversable, and Janosaldren got a cool new suit. From what he tells me, it was a gift given to him by the elder god after Kain and Zefonne threw him into the lake of the dead. After slaying all of Kain's clan, he and Kain traveled through time and altared Nosgoth history somehow. Apparently, the saga ended here. However, He still had to figure out what his true role in Nosgoth's history was. Knowing how low his I.Q. was, that would probably take a while. Though Kain was dead, I had later gained an enemy in Vorador. Somehow, Janos altared history by somehow directing Vorador to Kain's fortress, and one thing led to another, and they formed a partnership. This "Deadly Alliance" as it came to be known put Nosgoth through hell and back, and now that Kain was dead, Vorador wanted vengeance. Unfortunately, he never once listened to me when I tried to tell him Janosaldren was the guy he was looking for. I never did find a way back to my time. Then again, after how badly Janos and I had screwed up history, I shutter to think what's going on in what should be my time. So I live among the people as a human girl by day, and I live among the vampires as a vampire by night. Apparently, I had been bumped from hero to zero as results of time altaration, so I didn't have to worry about the sarafan hunting me down. And that's the way it is.
THE END
Chapter 8- Where the Grudge Ends
Kain and I both swung our blades at one another, and only made contact with the other's sword. I must admit, it was quite redundant after a while. Neither of us were that good at swordsmanship, yet we still managed to know enough to fight with. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of swords clashing, and energy being wasted on the opponent, we simply stood there, swords crossed, and glares being exchanged. "Razial, my boy, you are so predictable." Kain commented. "Just because you've changed the past doesn't mean you can change my memory. I've seen how you've used a sword in the past, and I've studied every single move you've used. Believe me, when you're locked in a chamber with nothing to do but build a time machine, there's really not much else you can do. You can't..." Before he could finish, however, I reached out, and kicked him below the belt! He shrieked in agony, but still had enough energy left to avoid a decapitation attempt. "If you've studied all my moves," I said, "You should've seen that one coming. Maybe if you shut your mouth for once in your life, you would've been a little smarter, and avoided it." With that, he took swing after swing at me with his blade, and I blocked it just as efficiently. However, after another long period of sword fighting, we both stopped, and started another stare down. We both struggled to catch our breaths as we waited for the other to make a move, ready to block, and possibly counter it in the process. However, after about a minute of this, Kain threw his sword aside. "It appears we're too equal to try and kill the other with a sword." He said. "I say we fight with honor, throw the weapons down, and settle this like men." "You? Fight with honor?" I asked, bursting out in laughter. "That's a good one! All right, we'll do it your way." I threw my sword down, and attacked him! This time, rather than exchanging swings of the sword, we exchanged swings of the fist. It may not have been as impressive to watch, but it seemed to be acomplishing more. For one, I actually left a few cuts and bruises on his face, and maybe a gash on one of his shoulders. The fist fight ended in a draw, but the battle was far from over. "I must admit," I said, "This really isn't going anywhere. Perhaps you should just settle with being second..." "GANG WAY!" A voice with a swedish accent shouted. We both looked behind me, and saw a circle of orange light open in the sky. No, not the sun, a portal! The gateway itself was a surprise, but that which came out was even more surprising. I saw another Kain leap from the glowing orange whole, and another figure. This figure looked almost like Janosaldren, except for a few differences. He wore a white suit with a metallic blue chest plate. Half of his face was covered by a cloth, but the rest of his face was visible, and skeletal. His hands were cloven much like my own, but from the elbow down, his right arm was a blade of pure white light! "What in Nosgoth is that thing?" Kain and I both asked. "Get out of my way!" The unknown creature shouted. I did so, but Kain was too slow. The mystery creature impaled my nemesis with his light blade, and seemed to devour something deep inside of his heart. It was painful to look at, even if it WAS my arch rival. However, as the Kain I knew slowly died, the new Kain instantly began to fade out of existance! Once the new Kain had faded away completely, the Kain I knew was dead. Nothing more but a lifeless shell of his former self with a hole in his chest. The mystery creature's blade of light faded as he let out a sigh of releaf. "After three centuries of yumping through time," he said, "It's finally over." That accent... It sounded awfully familiar. Like I had heard it just a few hours ago! But I still couldn't associate it with a face. "Who are you?" I asked. "Why I'm surprised, pretty lady." He said. "After all these years, you don't remember the one who you saved?" ER! That told me who it was right there. "Janos, you moron, I'M NOT A LADY!" I screamed. "Wait a minute. Something's different about you." "Really? Is it my fancy new haircut? I got it in the future." "No, I meant the new suit, the rag, and the sword." "Oh, those. Long story. I'm going back home, I can explain everything." "He started to journey off in the direction of his hut. Apparently, his sense of intelligence hasn't changed. He may have cool powers, but his brain didn't improve in the least. I say this because he was heading to his hut, but forgot his former self was still living there! What a dunse! So it was official. Kain was dead, my curse was irreversable, and Janosaldren got a cool new suit. From what he tells me, it was a gift given to him by the elder god after Kain and Zefonne threw him into the lake of the dead. After slaying all of Kain's clan, he and Kain traveled through time and altared Nosgoth history somehow. Apparently, the saga ended here. However, He still had to figure out what his true role in Nosgoth's history was. Knowing how low his I.Q. was, that would probably take a while. Though Kain was dead, I had later gained an enemy in Vorador. Somehow, Janos altared history by somehow directing Vorador to Kain's fortress, and one thing led to another, and they formed a partnership. This "Deadly Alliance" as it came to be known put Nosgoth through hell and back, and now that Kain was dead, Vorador wanted vengeance. Unfortunately, he never once listened to me when I tried to tell him Janosaldren was the guy he was looking for. I never did find a way back to my time. Then again, after how badly Janos and I had screwed up history, I shutter to think what's going on in what should be my time. So I live among the people as a human girl by day, and I live among the vampires as a vampire by night. Apparently, I had been bumped from hero to zero as results of time altaration, so I didn't have to worry about the sarafan hunting me down. And that's the way it is.
THE END