Who's Controling Who NOW? Chapter 8: Changing Faces, 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. Oh, and I got the exact quotes from BO1 at nosgoth.net in the Blood Omen Dialogue section. *bows to Wolf Raziel* Zofie Audron alone, is my brain child. I, of course, belong to myself. ^_^

Author's Notes: If you read- review! ^_^ ***Spoilers of all the LoK games- All. When I say all I mean ALL. This may include Blood Omen 2!!!!***

*lmao* To clarify the way I did this- See- I have certain issues with the LoK games. I absolutely love to play them and speculate about the stories, but there are bits and pieces that I've always had problems with. This fic started out as a way for me to rant ^_^ and got such a great response that I just had to continue it. I'm glad you're all still having fun. :-D

Changing Faces

"You can sit here," Mobius told her as Blood Omen's main menu appeared on the television.

"No I can't, I don't trust you," Syvia told him matter-of-factly.

"I'm insulted," the Time Streamer responded, pouting.

"No you're not," Syvia and Raziel replied in unison.

"Open the file with the least hours completed," Raziel instructed Syvia as she went into the options menu. "Mortanius saved a file before we left last night."

Syvia followed his suggestion and thought of something. "What happened after I fainted? And why are you the only two here?"

"We heard your parents coming downstairs and ran out your back door. Simple. After you turned the game off, we left. As for the other question..." Mobius paused, trading a glance with Raziel. "The others will appear when you begin the game."

"You're sure about that?" the girl asked, looking from one to the other. "You keep saying you're in control here- but you never seem to know exactly what's going on."

Mortanius appeared out of thin air, sitting in his seat of bones. He held a hand out for the game controller, which Syvia surrendered without complaint. "You say you've played the games, Syvia. You should know that Mobius never reveals all he knows. He appears addled to lull people into a false sense of security."

"What the hell good would making me feel secure do?" Syvia asked.

"Make you livelier at least," Raziel said humorously. "Mobius and I were there to watch your reaction to the message about Blood Omen 2."

She flushed, eyes narrowing. "Were you also watching when I was upstairs?"

"Raziel wouldn't let me see anything," Mobius pouted.

"Yes, but did he see anything?" Zofia asked, walking in, arms crossed over her chest. Janos walked in behind her and sat down in the rocking chair.

"No!" Raziel protested. The winged woman lifted one thin eyebrow. Raziel quailed under her gaze. "I saw her back. That was it." Syvia shivered. "She moved out of sight before she removed anything interesting." Zofia slapped him upside the head. "Ow! What?"

"That was for looking at all," she answered.

"Hit him again for me," Ariel said, drifting in. Zofia obliged with a smirk. Raziel to sighed idly and put a hand up to fix his hair. Syvia watched Mobius and Mortanius exchange a look that plainly said 'women' and her lips quirked.

"Well that ends my feeling of ever being alone in my own house," Syvia murmured, smiling tentatively at Ariel, carefully not looking at the middle of the specter's face. She looked around. "So everyone is here but Kain? What's keeping him?"

"I don't feel like coming out," a voice called from the shadows. They all turned around and peered into the darkness beyond the door to the living room.

"What is the matter, Kain?" Ariel called. "Not your usual handsome self?"

The return answer was wry. "Not exactly."

Raziel laughed. "Well come out then, make me feel better about my own appearance."

Kain laughed in response. "If anything, I think this will make you feel worse, Raziel," he said, stepping into the light. Jaws dropped around the room. The ladies' eyes became as wide as saucers. Kain looked at Syvia. "Do you still prefer Soul Reaver's Kain to Blood Omen's?"

"Uh..." she stared at ghostly pale vampire before her. "You-" she cleared her throat, "you're still missing the scar." Kain smirked. "What is this, Mobius?" Syvia asked, turning to the Time Streamer. "I don't even have Blood Omen 2 yet. Why does he look like that?"

"Don't look at me," the Pillar of Time protested.

"That's right," Kain chuckled, "I'm far more attractive."

"I'll say," Zofia murmured. They all turned to the young Ancient, who blushed. "I mean- uh-"

"Does this mean I can take off my vest?" Janos grinned, cutting through his daughter's stammering.

"No it doesn't," Zofia laughed, grateful for the change in topic.

"What did that mean?" Syvia asked, looking at them.

"I too have a part in the second Blood Omen," Janos chuckled. "But although Kain's appearance seems to have changed to suit the other game, mine has not."

The girl groaned. "Well thanks for spoiling the surprise!"

A new voice came from the shadows. "Allow me to spoil another surprise then." A tall vampire strode into the light to stand beside Kain. "The makers of Blood Omen 2 brought me back as well."

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Zofia- Vorador! *she runs up and hugs him*

Vorador- (stunned) Zofia? What are you doing here?

Syvia- That would be my doing. ^_^ Reviews, people? Oh- and get your butts over to Restoring Balance! The story won't appear at the top of the LoK section because I haven't added a new chapter. All I did was replace the notice I put up with the real chapter 4. :-p