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A Love Not Forgotten
Prologue: Memories
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"Love is everlasting,
even through the torments of time."
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I remember her quite well, this ghost from my past. Haunting me at every turn, forcing me to remember something that can not be. For what is love to a vampire? To any man for that matter. Much more than sweet kisses and flowers I assure you. No man can tell you the truth of love in words, even after he has experienced it for himself. He can speak of passion surely, but never can he form words to express the bonds of love.
My precious angel of the light taught me the meaning of that word. Showed me how powerful that word could be, and how one felt encased in it's warmth. She taught me the joy of seeing another smile, and the tragedy of sacrificing one's self in it's name. Never again shall I feel the joy, and the warmth of seeing her smile. Never again shall I feel the meaning of that word, or feel it's warmth. I now only know the agony and guilt of being too late. The torture of being too late to save that precious angel of mine.
I remember her well, an angelic face framed by unruly auburn hair, a face with pristine blue eyes that could look into my very heart and soul. She was mine, my heart, my world, my angel, my savior. Even though she is long dead, I still feel for her, and never have I betrayed her for another woman. Never again shall I look at another the way I did her.
When I first came upon her she lay barely clothed, shivering uncontrollably next to a river bank. Her clothing lay in shards against her, hardly covering anything against the cold gale. She had no shoes on in this forbidden winter waste land, and her lips had long turned blue from the cold, her breathing was ragged and shallow.
I have no idea what compelled me to take her in my arms the way I did. Perhaps, love had it's hold on me from the first time I laid my eyes upon her helpless form. Though, in truth I know I felt something flicker in my soul when I came upon her, though it vanished quickly. If I hadn't taken her with me that night she would have surely perished. That night something happened..........it was the first time I actually cared if another living thing survived. Why you ask, why did I care? Even now I'm not sure, maybe a shred of humanity awakened at the sight of her or perhaps, fate was in the works. But in my eyes, I believe that it was love that brought me to her, and that it was love that made me take her in my arms.
I shudder now mentally at the thought at what Vorador would've said if he knew I saved a mortal woman.....cattle. Isn't it ironic how one can find the truest love from their worst of enemies? I ache for her touch, and her love, though I know I shall never feel either again.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from the Legacy of Kain series, though I do own this plot and the characters I create. And for you people that think I'm copying your work, this was the first straight Kain romance. (I had to add that due to the rate of idea theft and 'imaginary' idea theft. ) The original was taken down due to Fanfiction.net's new regulations, this is the PG-13 version.