*blinks * R/R. I know the story isn't that exciting yet, but it'll pick up soon ;)
Disclaimer: Blah blah...I don't own any of the LoK charries...blah blah...
Review Response-
mashedpotato10-*blinks* Lindsay? My own idiotic sister?! -_-' Hey, I can be serious! Now you...can't.
Deionarra- Yep, I did kinda over do it with adjectives..^^;; Thanks ;)
Shark Kain-Yep, Dumah was very crazy in the last chapter. He had problems believing his 'weakling' brothers were going to war. Thankies for the review ^.^
Lord Rahab-*blinks* But..I'm female..Okie, moving on..XD lol, jk ^^ Thanks
Silmuen-Yesh...they need a war, otherwise they DO get very bored..and we all know that's not good..specially with Kain..
Kain: Hey! I'm not that bad, am I? *looks around * Am I?
Saving Zephon
A 'serious' Legacy of Kain fic by Ruff Collie
Chapter Three-Battle for the Cathedriel
The Cathedriel..the Zephonim..
Zephon closed his eyes tightly as he ran endlessly toward his territory, never ceasing the rythamic pattern of his long, quick strides.
Every second seemingly a minute, every minute seemingly an hour. It was a never-ending cycle. Every hoof-step, the pain and torture grew worse. The pain was so much, Zephon feared he would not be able to go on. But he must. For his home. For his territory. For his Clan. No. He would not stop. He would never give up. They depended on him. For him to guide them. For him to be their savior. He would not be the intrument of his Clan's destruction. But, if the fates were against him, and he did not get there in time..
Pitter-patter
Pain
Zephon's eyes snapped open, and he hissed angerily. Pain was coursing down his uncovered arms, as small droplets of rain hit his pale skin. Hurridly, the vampire pulled his arms under the shelter of his cloak, and at the same time pulling it tighter around himself.
Crash. Boom. Bang.
The sounds of battle reached his acute hearing, and his eyes widened. His Clan..he must save them..the humans.. A burning hatred, unlike one he had ever felt before, rose within his chest. His teeth clenched together, and his claws flexed. Rage. Anger. Dispair. Sorrow. All of this emotions swirled within him, all reserved for one. The humans. The cattle, his feed, yet the source of his pain. They nourished him, yet they also destroyed a part of him.
BOOM! CLANG!
The sounds of the raging fight grew louder. He heard his childrens' death screams. Because of Them. He was killing them..his own soul, really..oh, why couldn't he run a little faster?
Pain..Emotional. Physical.
The rain fell onto his hooves, burning more an d more with every drop. Zephon sighed with pain, eyes squinted, as the burning sensation reached a climax. The hatred and sorrow were growing worse, gnawing at his very existance..
Zephon was sure that if there was an eternal torture, this was it.
At the Cathedriel
Isaac, second in command of the Zephonim, tried in vain to call the others together. But it was no use. They would not listen. They were too frightened. The one they needed was their lord, master, and creator. Zephon.
'Milord..'Isaac pleaded silently. 'Milord..please..recieve my message..and do come soon..we need you. To save us. Help..'
Back with Zephon..
He cried out as he recieved Isaac's message, and shivered violently. He was right. They did need him. And..
He was there. At the edge of his territory. Zephon burst out from the brush, crying out with relief. He had made it. Desperatly, he tried to locate Isaac. Finally, catching a glimpse of the short vampire, he sprinted toward his second, and skidded to a halt in front of him.
Wow...this was short. ^^;; Sorry bout that, but that's all I'm writing for now. But, the more reviews I get, the quicker I'll update! *beams *