Copyright © 2002 by Syvia (Aka Rebecca K. Friedrick). All Rights Reserved.
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, MasterCard, or anything in them, or to do with them. :-p 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. Any chapter from here on out may include spoilers from Blood Omen 2!!!!***
Demon Hunter Anamae- *waves her hands in a calming manner* It's okay, it's okay. I'm going to start on BO2 after the next chapter. ^_^
Exoduss- That's right!
Venris13- *lol* It won't. ^_^ *runs around in circles jibbering*
Bahamut- *dimples appear in her cheeks and Syvia scrapes the ground with her toes innocently*
Sauron- Well, it wasn't the shortest chapter I've ever done... I don't think. :-D
Expert Predator- Well, this must be soon enough ~_^ since I'm not dead. *grins*
Ranmyaku- *lol* I'll contrive to see him hit several more times before the games are over. ~_^
GoT- Awww, por Raz. ^_^ Don't worry. I think his hitting on people is going to take a back seat to the other vamps in BO2. ^_^ And thanks for the RB comment! :-D I think I got it done okay.
MightyVenduss- Thank you! I hope you get BO2 as well. Kick @$$ game! ^_^ Hey... what drew you to the story? ?:-o
Honlei- *lol*
DRHSSN- Three letters for you, buddy- YES! ^_^
Little Miss Fic Writer- ^_^ Thanks. And seriously, I can't choose. ^_^ But if I had to- *points to Raz*
Raziel- Me? YESSSSS!
*Guardian of Tears gives Syvia a threatening look*
Syvia- Don't worry, GoT, I'd never make a move on your man! :-D
Edward- *winces* Ouch... that had to hurt.
FireFX25- Yeah, I know. Well this one is longer. ^_^ And... what they don't know won't hurt them! *whistles innocently* Major hate case for Morty? Hmmm... interesting. ^_^ *shrugs*
Wolfywoman- Damn! You reviewed my fic with a vengeance. Almost pushed me over 90 reviews. *lol* ^_^ Thank you very much! :8}
Phenalli- Thank you! You got it. ;-)
Syvia- In this chapter; *fanfare* Moebius bashing! *lmao* "And there was much rejoicing." 'Yaaaay!'
For everything else; the VampMasterCard- Don't leave Nosgoth without it!
Syvia had draped herself over one arm of the couch. She looked utterly comfortable and completely at ease. Moebius, who'd been forced to sit beside her, quivered like a tautly stretched rubber band.
"What's wrong, Moby?" Syvia asked. He flinched in surprise and she grinned. "I thought you liked crazy people," the girl smirked.
Moebius was silent for a moment. "What did you just call me?" he asked, bewildered.
"Moby," Syvia answered with a grin. The girl turned and abruptly draped herself over Moebius in the same fashion that she had the couch. "Why?" she asked, squeezing his shoulders in a companionable way. "Don't you like it?"
Moebius looked into her wide-eyed gaze and smiled winningly. "Oh, it's wonderful, absolutely... wonderful...." Syvia smiled happily and hugged him once before returning to her former position on the couch. While the girl was distracted, Moebius had a quick but furious wrestling match with Raziel in an effort to trade his seat for the Soul Reaver's. Raziel won by default after summoning the Reaver, and Moebius subsided, fuming silently.
On the television, Kain was battling Moebius' minions in four sequential battles. "'I have seen the future, Kain,'" the videogame Moebius laughed. "'You're not in it!'"
Vorador sat forward in his chair. "Wait a minute- how did you get that far in the game? Weren't we in the Termogent forest a short while ago?"
"Syvia turned off the game before I had a chance to save," Mortanius grumbled. "I decided to start from here." Mortanius had ended the battle and they were now watching the cut scene between Kain and Moebius.
"'The future says- you die!'" videogame Moebius growled.
"Ooooh!" Raziel chuckled, "Here it comes!"
"'But I am dead,'" videogame Kain answered. The visiting Kain smirked in anticipation.
"What's he going to do?" Vorador asked, eyes fixed on the screen.
"Shhhhhhh!" Janos and Kain said in unison waving their hands at him.
Videogame Kain lopped off videogame Moebius' head. Raziel rose from his chair, arms held up in a 'U' to mimic a football referee. "It's gooooooooood!" he shouted over videogame Kain's remaining lines. Raziel turned and slapped Syvia's hand in a 'high five'. It was then that Zofia came into the room with several glasses of some kind of red liquid (which we won't name, or ask the origins of- just use your imaginations). "What? What did I miss?" she asked, handing them out.
Vorador was crying with mirth. "Oh, I have to see that a second time!" he gasped between barks of laughter.
"Encore!" Janos murmured, grinning. "Encore!" Moebius was sitting on the couch, arms crossed over his chest, eyes narrowed, grumbling to himself. The rest of the room didn't care.
Syvia grinned. "Go to the Dark Chronical option and put it on again!" she cried. With a twist of his bony lips, Mortanius complied. Ariel smiled slightly and hid the smile behind her hand. Zofia sat down on the arm of Vorador's chair and watched.
"'But I am dead,'" videogame Kain said again. He lopped off videogame Moebius' head once again. "'As are you.'" Everyone looked at Zofia, to see her reaction. The young Ancient had a hand over her mouth, her eyes were wide. Raziel and Kain looked at her in surprise.
"Oh, Zofie, um... I'm sorry I didn't warn you... uh, that scene was a little graphic," Syvia said, sounding more like her old self. A small sound emerged from Zofia's lips. The Ancient's wings quivered and her shoulders shook. Then Zofia's hand came down from her mouth and she doubled over, laughing. She laughed loudly and infectiously, a belly laugh that almost caused her to fall off of her seat on the blue arm chair.
Zofia closed her hand around Vorador's shoulder to stay upright. She laughed so hard that she began to cry. The others began to smile, and then to laugh along with her. Moebius threw the Ancient a dirty look. When Zofia noticed it, she only laughed harder. The blue-skinned woman wrapped her arms around her stomach, trying to compose herself.
Moebius left the room finally, and Zofia began to quiet down. "Do it again, do it again!" Raziel called to Mortanius. The Pillar of Death, still grinning, did.
Syvia grinned during the tenth beheading. "Playstation 2 Game System- $300... Used copy of Blood Omen- $10... Playstation Memory Card- $7... Watching Kain kill Moebius ten times in a row-"
"Priceless!" Syvia and Raziel said together. Then they both laughed. The others, having never seen a MasterCard commercial, didn't get the joke. Mortanius continued the game, moving from the castle grounds, videogame Kain turned into a flock of bats and flew off towards the pillars.
The visiting Kain chuckled softly to himself and relaxed in the blue recliner. Then he remembered what the end of the next battle would bring. He cast a sidelong glance at Mortanius, who was looking at him out of the corner of his eye, a malevolent grin curling his lips. "Oh shit," he murmured with feeling.
"Play on, little vampire," Mortanius whispered, a guttural tone creeping into his voice, "play on."
"Syvia," Kain called, jumping out of his seat. The others looked at him, surprised by the panicked tone of his voice. "I believe it may be a good idea if I spoke to you in the um-" Kain's voice broke in his anxiety and he cleared his throat, "kitchen."
"Uh... okay," the girl said, standing. She walked around Mortanius, who cast an amused glance at Kain as Syvia followed him from the room. "What's wrong?" she asked once they got out of earshot of the living room.
He shot her an annoyed look. "You do remember what Mortanius turned into after I killed him- right?!"
Her eyes grew wide. "Oh shit," she breathed. Kain nodded, relived that Syvia seemed to understand the problem, when she continued, "Did Mortanius make a big mess on the pillars when Hash exploded out of him?" Kain looked at the girl in askance. "I doubt blood and gore is easy to clean out of a carpet..." Syvia continued worriedly. The vampire sighed disgustedly and called Janos, who joined them with a confused look on his face.
"The quick explanation is this- the Unspoken is about to appear in Syvia's living room, we need to do something... now."
Janos' mouth dropped open at Kain's announcement. Syvia was holding a conversation with herself, discussing various cleaning products that worked on bloodstains. Kain glanced at the girl, then turned to Janos again. "Could you please fix her? She knows how to work the game system, we require her mind to be working correctly."
"She is not likely to thank me for it, once the Unspoken has arisen," Janos grimaced.
"If we all die- it's not likely to matter," Kain pointed out, his tone strained.
"Fine," Janos rolled his eyes. "Fine." He reached out and placed a hand over Syvia's forehead. The girl's one-sided conversation about cleaners came to a halt and she closed her eyes.
Janos concentrated for a few moments, his eyes staring out into middle distance. Syvia opened her eyes and blinked rapidly as Janos moved away. "What's going on?" she asked groggily, putting a hand to her head. Suddenly a growling laugh sounded from the living room and at least three voices rose in high-pitched screams. The three of them turned as one in the direction of the living room.
"The Unspoken is here," Kain murmured, a buffer of shock was in place in his mind, protecting him from panicking.
"What?" Syvia cried, turning to him.
"Awww," the guttural voice was only a murmur, yet it reverberated throughout the entire house. Hash'ak'gik continued amusedly, "Is the vampire protecting his little sister from the big, bad demon?" Janos' eyes widened at those words and he rushed into the living room.
"Oh shit," Syvia whispered. She began repeating the words over and over again under her breath.
"Okay, okay," Kain said, grasping her by the shoulders, "we can work though this- think; how can we get rid of him?"
"I- we- I," the girl spluttered.
"The Dark one has come and there will be none powerful enough to stop him from conquering the world!" Moebius cried drunkenly, staggering towards them from the far end of the kitchen. There was laughter and a clap of thunder from the family room. Syvia yelped and Kain's hands tightened briefly on her shoulders. Moebius wobbled towards them, half a dozen mini bottles of liquor in his hand; four of them empty.
"Hey," Syvia murmured, slightly indignant. "Those were leftover party favors from Christmas last year-" Moebius smiled at her blearily, rocking gently back and forth on his feet. Kain was looking nervously towards the living room.
"I think our problems are slightly more dire than some missing alcohol," Kain reminded the girl.
"But I don't know how this happened, Kain! If you want Hash gone- ask him," she cried, pointing to the intoxicated Time Streamer.
"The stars in the Chronoplast viewers go round and round..." Moebius sang, flailing his arms. He overshot one step and bumped into a chair. "Oh," he grinned down at it, "pardon me, please." Then he belched loudly.
"Uh-huh," Kain murmured, fixing his narrowed gaze on Moebius. They heard a surprised shout which sounded like Raziel as a fireball shot from the family room into the game room. It hit Syvia's computer printer, melting the equipment into a puddle of grey plastic. "Think, girl, think," Kain urged.
Syvia grimaced at him, eyes wide, and put her hands to her temples.
"Okay," she murmured, "okay... how do we get the seven-foot tall demon out of my living room-?"
"He's actually somewhat taller than that," Moebius snickered, raising one of the little bottles to his lips.
Kain and Syvia ignored him. "We could turn off the game!" Kain suggested.
"As soon as I turned it on again he'd appear!" Syvia shouted.
"Do I hear the voice of our hostess?" the demonic voice murmured.
"Oh shit," Kain and Syvia breathed.
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Syvia- So how was that? ^_^ Exciting? Intriguing? A-
Zofia- You must be joking.
Syvia- What?
Zofia- You can't leave those poor readers hanging like that!!
Syvia- Why not?
Zofia- It's a cliffhanger, Syvia! Think of all the death threats you'll receive, ending the chapter like that.
Syvia- I like to live dangerously. }:-D