* (I'm in my own world) NOSGOTH?!? (No idiot! Dreamland!) Oh okay…(Jeez, just look at my luck!) I have to put up with you too!!! (Oh great!) stop being such a grouch! ( okay I am weird!) yes your talking to yourself! (  If I am then so are you!)  um back to the story…

I gently touched the wounds as I sit in my room. I was given good food and water and I was soon being restored to health. Smiling, I couldn't believe what kind of an adventure I was in.

That night I had a peaceful sleep. In the morning, however, the head of the Sarafan, a man named Moebius, summoned me. Guided by a guard I was led into the chamber where Moebius was now. As the door opened, I saw an old man with an orb fitted staff with a snake curled around it. In fact the man did have a look about him of a snake expecting his prey. He also had a red tattoo thing on his head that resembled the number eight.

"Ah, the lady of the outer world," Moebius said after dismissing my escort. "How pleasant to finally have met you, Tia."

"How do you know my name?" I asked. "Have you been expecting me?"

Moebius smiled. "Child, I am the Time Streamer of Nosgoth. And no I clearly have not been expecting one such as you. So you have met my adversary, the infamous Raziel?"

I nodded. "Not much of a kind heart is he."

He laughed. "How quaint we seem to have something in common."

I could tell from the glint of his eyes that he was the 'friend' who had told Raziel my mission here.

"You have the Reaver with you?" I asked knowing full well he did.

Moebius sighed. "Alas, child, the Reaver was seemingly stolen from us by Kain a short while ago. Right after your arrival here to be exact."

Damn! I thought. "Is there some easier way I could get it? I mean can you send me back in time or something. I seriously need that weapon."

Moebius turned his back to me and walked to a door with a crystal above its entrance. I followed him closely. I was already wearing my backpack and had my things, esp. the weapons, handy in case things got a little, violent.

"I shall send you back in time when the noble Sarafans were created and ravaged the lands of its leeches," he said.

"How can I trust you?" I asked with my eyes narrowed.

"Because I wanted you to get your hands on that Reaver before the demons does."

I shook my head. "I rather find this Kain fellow than go back in time to pursue the Reaver through a time where I know nothing of."

He laughed. "A wise decision for someone else. You have neither the will nor the strength to face an enemy that powerful and unpredictable."

I smiled. "So, the rest of us are quite predictable eh?"

His smile gave no answers and I felt a sting of regret.

"Can't you send me about a day before this Reaver was stolen?" I asked.

He shook his head. "I shall send you back in time when the Sarafan were at their highest right after the death of Willem the Just."

I didn't question who Willem was, and nor did I care.

"Good luck," he said as the machine turned and glowed.

Right after Moebius gave me the instructions, the door to the chamber burst open and Raziel stood with a yellow light Reaver on his right hand.

"Tia!" he yelled as I quickly turned the device as he ran towards me. He touched my shoulder and we both disappeared into the ether.

After everything seemed to fade I found myself gripped by the claws of Raziel.

"Fool!" he screamed at me. "How could you do such a thing?"

I just gaped at my surroundings. "Let go!" I suddenly screamed. Struggling against him was seemingly useless. He was far stronger than I was and I was and way more experienced. Then I tried the duck technique.

It failed and I was more tangled up in his arms. Panting I gave up.

"Moebius finds you intriguing as if that's the case then I should warn you. Do not trust him," he said slowly as if this struggle never happened.

"Would you please let go?" I hissed.

Raziel shook his head. "You're a wild one and I have already claimed you as my prisoner. Now behave and lets move on." Then he paused for a second and whispered. "There are people outside."

I breathed in to let out a scream, but before I could Raziel clamped his claw over my mouth hard. I nearly passed out by the force of the contact. I knew I couldn't bite done on his hand and have him let me go even if I could I doubt it'd hurt his tough claws.

He picked my body up with his other arm and I felt his claws dig into my cheeks.

"If you make a single noise," he threatened and demonstrated by tilting my head to its farthest and made a cracking noise. "Do we have a deal?"

I nodded quickly and he carefully let his claws down. I breathed again.

"We shall have to run past them at full speed," Raziel said. "Killing any of the circle would be devastating. I know a way to leave this area without being spotted, I don't know about you."

"I'll say Moebius led me here if anyone asks," I whispered feeling his grip on me lessen.

He nodded. "Hurry." And he moved his arms and disappeared. How did he do that? I wondered.

I walked out of the chamber and onto an empty threshold. It was the same place as the future stronghold except more heaven than hell. No one was present there for now. I silently opened the doors and found myself

"Nice place," I whistled.

"Silence!" hissed the voice of Raziel.

"How'd you do that?" I asked then bit my lip.

"I can enter the Spectral Realm on command if I wished. It's a place where everything is quite strange for your likes," he said taking hold of my arm he led me to a window and after he smashed it he said, "We're taking a detour."

He grabbed me by my waist and jumped out. I couldn't even scream as we toppled down and then suddenly the two flaps, which seemed to have been once wings, became a bit like parachutes.

"Could we not do that again?" I hissed.

"Do not question me, girl. You are in," he gave a slight squeeze, "no position to do so."

I sighed realizing this may be an adventure I may not like.