Sorry I haven't updated. Also, I've discovered that I love writing serious
fictions. ^.^ It's really fun.
Disclamer: I don't own any of them...as much as I want Rahab...lol ^^
Saving Zephon
Chapter 2-Accusations and Discussions
"LET US IN!" bellowed Zephon, pounding at the doors of Raziel's mansion. On the other side of the door, a human slave peeked out of a small glass piece drilled into the door, made to see outsiders. He winced at the sight of the two angry Clan Lords, and opened the double doors meekly. Rahab and Zephon rushed in, nearly trampling the poor human.
"RAZIEL!" boomed Zephon whilst running, Rahab following close behind him. They skidded to a sudden stop outside the door of the first born's office. Rahab, first to reach the door, jerked the mahogany door open, Zephon following. He stomped up to Raziel's desk, and pounded a fist on it. Raziel looked up, a calm look on his pale face. Zephon hissed angrily.
"Brother!" he snarled.
"Zephon, Rahab. How nice of you to come visit me," replied the lieutenant mildly, setting a paper he had been reading down.
Zephon lunged at Raziel, snapping and hissing angerily. It took all of Rahab's strength to hold him back.
"That cocky attitude will get you in trouble someday, you vile bastard!" Zephon growled, trying desperatly to free himself from Rahab's grasp, wanting very badly to mutilate his sibling. Raziel looked up at Rahab, question clearly evident in his eyes.
"Why are you two so upset?" he asked, scratching his cheek lightly, in a confused manner.
"Raziel..." Rahab said quietly. "Humans attacked us on your very own lands. What do you make of this? And Zephon, please do calm down."
Raziel stood up quickly, knocking his chair over, suddenly full of rage.
"They DARE..." he hissed, eyes flashing dangerously. "After they signed that treaty..."
Zephon growled softly, and spat out "Now you know why we're going to war with them, brother!"
Rahab released him, deciding he had calmed down enough. Zephon stood there for a second, then leaned over, looking Raziel full in the eyes.
"I think they were after me, Raziel..." he said quietly. "They can track me, I think. That is what's frightening about it. They just...appear."
Rahab looked intently at Zephon. Why would they want him? He shook his head.
'Zephon's just being paranoid..." he thought, slightly amused. 'No human could track a vampire, that's for certain.'
Raziel had calmed down by the time Rahab snapped out of his reverie. The first born looked at the younger two, and grinned.
"Now tell me if I'm right...you two really came here for a drink?"
Rahab and Zephon both nodded, and grinned sheepishly. Raziel chuckled lightly, and gestured out the door.
"Well...come join me then. I was just about to go back, when I got a message from the Southern watch tower about a few unruley humans...I believe they were the ones you encountered. Anyway, Dumah and Melchiah are here. Turel's off somewhere doing a complicated spell, I think..."
Rahab snorted, and Zephon rolled his eyes.
"Figures..." 5th born muttered, and followed his brothers out of the door.
They walked down the long corridor, which was furnished with a huge Razielim Clan flag and a beautiful blood-red carpet, made of wool. The windows were very dark stained glass, and told an illustraited version of the rise of Lord Kain's empire. It deplicted images of vampires taking over human towns and villages...killing the humans...drinking their blood...and transforming the land into Clan Territory, this perticular one being the Razielim land. Rahab sighed. Such adventure was gone now, only replaced by empty bloodshed, no lush conquest involved.
'Those were the days...' he thought sadly, but lightened up as they reached Raziel's personal bar. Zephon pushed open the door, to reveal Melchiah and Dumah chattering about the latest events in Nosgoth over a few mugs of rich blood. The two sitting at the table looked up. Melchiah grinned.
'"Lo, brothers. Come to join us?"
Zephon snorted, and plopped onto one of the wooden chairs.
"Hardly. To discuss issues...do any of you know what has been happening lately?" he asked, smooting back his black hair out of habit.
Dumah shook his head, Melchiah soon following the gesture. "Well..." Rahab started slowly, calcutlating his words carefully, "The humans have been attacking and killing Rahabim and Zehonim on our own lands...and we are going to war."
He took a sip from his blood filled goblet, which he had taken from a human servant.
Melchiah and Dumah could only stare, too surprised to speak.
"W-W-Wha?" Dumah finally sputtered out, eyes wide with disbelief. He shook his head, and was suddenly laughing insanely. Melchiah stared at the older strangely. He tapped Dumah on the shoulder with a claw, and whispered,
"Hey...Are you okay?"
Dumah continued to laugh, so hard, he fell to the floor, rolling over and over again. His hair came out of the short horsetail it was usually pulled up in, twisting with him. Strangely, this caused no pain what so ever. The only thing that finally stopped him was the chair. His head banged into it with a loud 'crack', and he let out a high pitched cry, startled. Zephon started to laugh also, clutching at his stomach. Rahab only sighed, frustrated with his brothers' foolish actions, and he cleared his throat.
"If you would all stop acting like human young, then we can actually, if possible, sort things out."
His glare was steady, piercing, fierce. Everyone stopped what they were doing. Raziel finished drinking out of his goblet, and looked firmly at them.
"Rahab is right. You will quiet immediatly, or I shall pummel you all right where you stand-or sit," he said quietly, setting the golden cup down onto the table.
Zephon's face quickly smoothed over to an emotionless mask. He cleared his throat, and looked to Dumah and Melchiah, sitting back down. He gave a slight nod of the head to Rahab, who grinned back.
"Now..." the 5th born proclaimed, looking steelily at everyone. "On the matter of-"
Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he started to quiver ever so slightly. He stood up, tipping the table over, along with his chair. He shook his head, as if fighting some unseen force. Then, with a panic-striken looked, he flew out the door.
"Humans are attacking the Silent Cathedrial!"
His last words to reached the ears of his brothers, and they could only stare after them.
So...how was it? Well...tell me! Clickie the review button and do me a favor, kay? ^^
Disclamer: I don't own any of them...as much as I want Rahab...lol ^^
Saving Zephon
Chapter 2-Accusations and Discussions
"LET US IN!" bellowed Zephon, pounding at the doors of Raziel's mansion. On the other side of the door, a human slave peeked out of a small glass piece drilled into the door, made to see outsiders. He winced at the sight of the two angry Clan Lords, and opened the double doors meekly. Rahab and Zephon rushed in, nearly trampling the poor human.
"RAZIEL!" boomed Zephon whilst running, Rahab following close behind him. They skidded to a sudden stop outside the door of the first born's office. Rahab, first to reach the door, jerked the mahogany door open, Zephon following. He stomped up to Raziel's desk, and pounded a fist on it. Raziel looked up, a calm look on his pale face. Zephon hissed angrily.
"Brother!" he snarled.
"Zephon, Rahab. How nice of you to come visit me," replied the lieutenant mildly, setting a paper he had been reading down.
Zephon lunged at Raziel, snapping and hissing angerily. It took all of Rahab's strength to hold him back.
"That cocky attitude will get you in trouble someday, you vile bastard!" Zephon growled, trying desperatly to free himself from Rahab's grasp, wanting very badly to mutilate his sibling. Raziel looked up at Rahab, question clearly evident in his eyes.
"Why are you two so upset?" he asked, scratching his cheek lightly, in a confused manner.
"Raziel..." Rahab said quietly. "Humans attacked us on your very own lands. What do you make of this? And Zephon, please do calm down."
Raziel stood up quickly, knocking his chair over, suddenly full of rage.
"They DARE..." he hissed, eyes flashing dangerously. "After they signed that treaty..."
Zephon growled softly, and spat out "Now you know why we're going to war with them, brother!"
Rahab released him, deciding he had calmed down enough. Zephon stood there for a second, then leaned over, looking Raziel full in the eyes.
"I think they were after me, Raziel..." he said quietly. "They can track me, I think. That is what's frightening about it. They just...appear."
Rahab looked intently at Zephon. Why would they want him? He shook his head.
'Zephon's just being paranoid..." he thought, slightly amused. 'No human could track a vampire, that's for certain.'
Raziel had calmed down by the time Rahab snapped out of his reverie. The first born looked at the younger two, and grinned.
"Now tell me if I'm right...you two really came here for a drink?"
Rahab and Zephon both nodded, and grinned sheepishly. Raziel chuckled lightly, and gestured out the door.
"Well...come join me then. I was just about to go back, when I got a message from the Southern watch tower about a few unruley humans...I believe they were the ones you encountered. Anyway, Dumah and Melchiah are here. Turel's off somewhere doing a complicated spell, I think..."
Rahab snorted, and Zephon rolled his eyes.
"Figures..." 5th born muttered, and followed his brothers out of the door.
They walked down the long corridor, which was furnished with a huge Razielim Clan flag and a beautiful blood-red carpet, made of wool. The windows were very dark stained glass, and told an illustraited version of the rise of Lord Kain's empire. It deplicted images of vampires taking over human towns and villages...killing the humans...drinking their blood...and transforming the land into Clan Territory, this perticular one being the Razielim land. Rahab sighed. Such adventure was gone now, only replaced by empty bloodshed, no lush conquest involved.
'Those were the days...' he thought sadly, but lightened up as they reached Raziel's personal bar. Zephon pushed open the door, to reveal Melchiah and Dumah chattering about the latest events in Nosgoth over a few mugs of rich blood. The two sitting at the table looked up. Melchiah grinned.
'"Lo, brothers. Come to join us?"
Zephon snorted, and plopped onto one of the wooden chairs.
"Hardly. To discuss issues...do any of you know what has been happening lately?" he asked, smooting back his black hair out of habit.
Dumah shook his head, Melchiah soon following the gesture. "Well..." Rahab started slowly, calcutlating his words carefully, "The humans have been attacking and killing Rahabim and Zehonim on our own lands...and we are going to war."
He took a sip from his blood filled goblet, which he had taken from a human servant.
Melchiah and Dumah could only stare, too surprised to speak.
"W-W-Wha?" Dumah finally sputtered out, eyes wide with disbelief. He shook his head, and was suddenly laughing insanely. Melchiah stared at the older strangely. He tapped Dumah on the shoulder with a claw, and whispered,
"Hey...Are you okay?"
Dumah continued to laugh, so hard, he fell to the floor, rolling over and over again. His hair came out of the short horsetail it was usually pulled up in, twisting with him. Strangely, this caused no pain what so ever. The only thing that finally stopped him was the chair. His head banged into it with a loud 'crack', and he let out a high pitched cry, startled. Zephon started to laugh also, clutching at his stomach. Rahab only sighed, frustrated with his brothers' foolish actions, and he cleared his throat.
"If you would all stop acting like human young, then we can actually, if possible, sort things out."
His glare was steady, piercing, fierce. Everyone stopped what they were doing. Raziel finished drinking out of his goblet, and looked firmly at them.
"Rahab is right. You will quiet immediatly, or I shall pummel you all right where you stand-or sit," he said quietly, setting the golden cup down onto the table.
Zephon's face quickly smoothed over to an emotionless mask. He cleared his throat, and looked to Dumah and Melchiah, sitting back down. He gave a slight nod of the head to Rahab, who grinned back.
"Now..." the 5th born proclaimed, looking steelily at everyone. "On the matter of-"
Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he started to quiver ever so slightly. He stood up, tipping the table over, along with his chair. He shook his head, as if fighting some unseen force. Then, with a panic-striken looked, he flew out the door.
"Humans are attacking the Silent Cathedrial!"
His last words to reached the ears of his brothers, and they could only stare after them.
So...how was it? Well...tell me! Clickie the review button and do me a favor, kay? ^^