Who's Controling Who NOW? Chapter 5: Syvia Loses It, 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. The only things I do own are myself and Zofia Audron. Oh, and I got the exact quotes from BO1 at nosgoth.net in the Blood Omen Dialogue section. *bows to Wolf Raziel*

Authors notes: Just a crazy little idea I had, and wrote down in a very short amount of time. I go ooc here for purpose of humor. The funny thing about it is- I go ooc with myself more than anyone else! *lol*

R&R please! ^_^ ***Spoilers of the LoK games*** This fic may end up as an MST, but probably not. *grins* Whether that's a good or a bad thing- well... we'll find out, won't we? };-)

Oh my God, DHA, I didn't think of that. *stares off into the distance with a horrified expression on her face* Ohhh my God.

Oh! *throws a bucket of cookies at Nemi* That's for reminding me to bash BO2's Kain! ^_^ Thank youuuuu!

Yes, I just keep copying the same Disclaimer & Author's notes again and again and again-

*Mobius appears & slaps Syvia upside the head* Ow! Damnit. Tch, fine, let's go then.

Syvia Loses It

"Well, anyway, welcome to the group, Zofie," Syvia smiled warmly at the Ancient. Zofia returned the smile and looked about for a seat. The winged one noticed Mobius smiling at her and Raziel leering, well- leering as best as he could with half a face. She shuddered in reaction to both and perched on an arm of Janos' rocking chair.

"So, answer my question," Mobius repeated.

"Sure," Syvia nodded. "What question?"

Mobius rolled his milk-white eyes. "Is everyone going to arrive as we progress through the games?"

Syvia sighed, "Like I said- you started this whole thing. I have no clue." Raziel began to laugh for no reason at all.

Mortanius turned to him. "What?"

Kain smirked. "Oh nothing- he's just finally snapped is all. It was bound to happen one of these days."

"What- what will happen," Raziel said between peals of laughter, "when we start Soul Reaver and the Lieutenants get here?" Janos grinned openly while Zofia hid a smile. Kain grinned evilly. The Pillars of Time and Death just sat there, impassively. Syvia stared off into the distance, a horrified look on her face.

"Oh. My. God," she whispered. "This is not good."

"Oh, come now," Kain smirked at her. "It'll be fun. One of them is sure to find some alcohol, they'll all get drunk and make fools of themselves. The current Raziel will be so jealous of his former self's good looks that he'll go off to sulk." At this- Raziel stopped laughing.

"I'm sorry?" he asked stonily.

"Vampires are able to get drunk?" Zofia interrupted curiously.

"Oh my God!" Syvia cried out, distracting them. "What about their mutated forms!?" she asked frantically.

Raziel looked intrigued at this. "Well I never did get to see Turel during Soul Reaver 1."

"Forget about that!" she cried. "I don't have enough room to fit Melchiah or Zephon in here, and I don't have the room or the water to fit Rahab!" At this, Mobius actually looked concerned.

"Oh- uh- well..." Mobius looked around speculatively.

"We'll destroy that obstacle when we come to it," Raziel said. Syvia looked at him strangely. He seemed to be trying to comfort her.

"Oh dear," Janos murmured. They all looked at him, aside from Kain, who kept his eyes on the television.

"'Oh dear'?" Syvia asked fretfully. "'Oh dear' what, Janos?!"

"What are we going to do during Soul Reaver 2 when the Sarafan versions of the Lieutenants appear?" Zofia's eyes widened.

"I think that scenario sounds much more dire than 'Oh dear', father," she said. Mobius, on the other hand, began to laugh hysterically, along with Kain and Raziel. Mortanius just sat there, about as apathetic as one can get.

"We could build a fighting ring," Mobius cried, gasping for breath, "and let them kill themselves off!"

"This is serious, damnit!" Syvia shouted at them. "None of you may give a shit, but I'm worried about what's going to happen when I get twelve videogame characters in here who are basically sworn to kill one another! If there'll be a house to stand in by the time they're done, I'll die of shock!"

"If they haven't already killed you in the crossfire," Mortanius put in coolly. Syvia glared at him, picked up her desk lamp and, losing her head completely- proceeded to beat Mortanius over the head with it. The Pillar of Death sat there and took the blows, not moving an inch. The desk lamp broke, but Syvia just kept swinging. The Nosgothians looked on with a kind of detached amazement at her stamina. Kain paused the game idly, deciding that, at the moment, Syvia was much more entertaining.

Mortanius examined his nails... or rather the tips of his bony fingers, placed his hand back on the arm of his chair. Syvia kept going.

Finally the girl got tired, stumbled back a step or two and dropped back onto her chair.

"Feel better?" Mortanius asked flatly. Syvia nodded, too winded to speak. "Good." He waved a hand at Kain. "Continue." Kain un-paused the game and they all sat there for a few moments.

"Well what about Blood Omen 2 then?" Kain asked, breaking the silence. Then he swore as he died in the game and was revived by a Heart of Darkness.

"Kain, you're not paying attention- let someone else have a turn," Mortanius said irritably. Kain handed the controller over to him with no complaints and turned to Syvia.

"What about Blood Omen 2?" Raziel asked.

"Which Kain is better? After all, the graphics of Blood Omen 2 are at least as good as those of Soul Reaver 2," Kain responded.

Syvia shook her head. "I still like you better from Soul Reaver. Lots of fans do." Several of the visitors seemed curious about her claim.

"Why?"

The girl shrugged. "Continuity. I mean, look at the guy from Blood Omen 2," she said. Syvia pulled out the case of SR2, took out the instruction manual and turned it over, showing them a promotional ad for Kain's second game. "Look at him and compare him to the guy from Blood Omen 1," she said, gesturing to the television screen. "Uh, Mortanius- could you go to the inventory screen for me?" she asked politely. The Guardian did so. "See? He loses the widow's peak, and where the hell is his scar?!"

"Scar?" several people asked, looking at the television screen and the promo. "What scar are you talking about?" Syvia smacked a hand to her forehead and pointed to the visiting Kain's chest.

"That scar. We fans all assumed that he'd gotten it when the brigands from Blood Omen killed him. He still has it during Soul Reaver- so why isn't it in Blood Omen 2?"

"How can you be so sure about the scar's origin?" Mobius asked.

"Vampires don't scar," Raziel answered. "Any scar on a vampire's body had to have been made while the vampire was human."

"I don't know," Mobius smirked. "You look pretty scarred." Raziel reached out and slapped the Time Streamer upside the head.

"But Kain's scar, was made by a blade," he answered derisively.

"We can ask him where the scar went when he gets here," Zofia interrupted.

"How are we going to do that?" Janos asked. "Blood Omen 2 isn't out yet."

"Well, who knows," Syvia said wryly. "Chances are good I'll still be writing this by the time it's supposed to come out."

"Soul Reaver 2 has a demo of Blood Omen 2," Zofia said, chuckling. "He may appear then. Umah too, perhaps."

"We'll find out," Mobius sighed. "It's only a matter of time." He grinned as all assembled groaned loudly.

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