Who's Controling Who NOW? Chapter 2: ‘That’s Right He WAS in Blood Omen', a legacy of kain fanfic

Disclaimer: If you recognize something in this fic, then it probably belongs to someone else. To be more specific- I don't own Playstation, LoK, or anything in them.

Authors notes: Just a crazy little idea I had, and wrote down in a very short amount of time. I go occ here for purpose of humor. R&R please! ^_^ ***Spoilers of the LoK games***

'That's Right- He Was in Blood Omen!'

Syvia was shaken awake one night by a pair of cloven hands and two insistent, nagging voices.

"What? Whassamater?" she mumbled. Sitting up in bed, she came face to face with Raziel, the un-decaying Soul Reaver, and Mobius, the eternal Time Streamer of the Circle of Nine. Since it was three in the morning and she was extremely groggy, Syvia didn't find anything wrong with this.

"Come along, my dear," Mobius crooned, "let's get up, put on our robe and slippers and go downstairs."

"Why?" Syvia yawned, allowing the sorcerer to pull her out of bed. Raziel helped the girl into her bathrobe and tied it closed as Mobius used magic to guide a pair of blue slippers onto her feet.

"We need you to teach us how to work your Playstation," Raziel was saying, his voice almost shaking with glee. Grasping one small hand in his talons, he led the girl out of her bedroom.

"Okay," Syvia murmured, still half asleep. The two from Nosgoth guided their sleepy charge down the hall, down the grey-carpeted steps, and into the game room.

Syvia, being the videogame fanatic that she is, was so used to turning on her Playstation 2 that she needed no real awareness to get the job done. Still in that groggy state, she turned on the T.V., pushed the input button twice and turned on the game system, all while explaining everything to Mobius and Raziel, who were sitting side by side on her green loveseat.

"Okay? Is that all you wanted?" Syvia yawned. They nodded happily. Syvia smiled and headed for the doorway, allowing Mobius to lunge forward, grab her copy of Blood Omen and load it into the game system. Syvia handed the controller to Raziel as she walked away. "I'm going back to bed," she said in a vague sort of voice. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," the boys chorused, eyes fixed on the screen.

Mobius regained his seat as the opening movie sequence of Blood Omen began to play. He reached for the controller Raziel was holding. The Soul Reaver stretched his left arm away from the Mobius, using his right to keep the Time Streamer on his own side of the loveseat.

"No, no, I'm first," Raziel said amusedly. "She gave the controller to me."

"So what?" Mobius countered, summoning the controller to his hand with magic. "You weren't even in Blood Omen."

"Liar, liar-" Raziel sang, plucking the controller from the Sorcerer's hand. "I was in both Blood Omen games," his eyes flared angrily, "as the sword." Mobius subsided, crossing his hands over his chest with a pout.

Raziel happily sat back as the opening sequence started. Mobius lost his pout as the nobleman Kain asked an innkeeper for a mug of ale, an was turned down. He and Raziel were so engrossed in the game that they didn't notice a figure standing behind them in the darkness.

Both of them gave evil little chuckles as they saw the nobleman impaled upon his own sword by a group of mercenaries.

"That does bring back memories," the unseen person murmured wryly. Mobius and Raziel jumped, startled, and turned slowly to look behind them. Kain strode around the loveseat and sat down between the ones already sitting on it. "I'll take that, thank you, Raziel," he said, snatching the controller away from his first-born. "After all," he smirked, "I am the main character of this game."

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