Okay!

Yeah, there is a second mark on the back of Raevin's right shoulder. Forgot to sneak that part in there.

These chapters here will be the views the chars have on random things. Like Ectoplasm's views on Vogel… or Ally. You know they'll all be good for Raevin. :P

Disclaimer: Do not own Eidos, Soul Reaver, Blood Omen, anything LoK. I do own Ally, Raevin, Vogel, and Ectoplasm.

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All this is so confusing….

I mean, one moment, I was at home, sleeping. Had another Dream, woke up… and sensed It. A vampire… they weren't supposed to be real… It was horrible, I could feel the evil energy before I could see it… I could smell it. And then I saw it. Plagued flesh, fangs, claws, the eyes… empty eyes of hate and hunger… terrible combination.

I acted on pure instinct… Human instinct… no, desire, to survive. The moment I fought, that was instinct. An instinct awakened after millions of years of slumber. The speed and time that it took for it to wake up though… that was not normal. Few people are able to wake up that ancient instinct and use it in mere minutes.

After the fight… the look of the rec room… it scared me so bad. I thought that it might have somehow gotten upstairs and hurt my family. Or worse… at least Finn could tell me everything was all right. At least I could understand him. But, the condition of the room… nothing can take a sofa that size and tear it up enough so that I could pick up a piece with one hand. No earthly thing could… but, apparently, a vampire can. But… I still don't know how it could have come to be. My Playstation… it couldn't have come through it… could it?

The glow from the television… that startled me, too. I mean, broken TV's, especially one that's -that- broken, just don't glow. And they don't glow like that, either. They just don't. It's not natural.

And I don't know what hit me in the head… it was hard… most likely sharp on one end. Probably a rock. That's sad, being taken out by a rock…. Especially one that was flying.. Maybe thrown… how can light throw?

When I woke up in the field, I didn't know anything… I mean, I remembered my name, but I didn't know where I was. I was surrounded by horses, the smells and sounds were very different from home. And I only had five horses at home. Then, I was surrounded by some twenty or so horses of brown, black, gray, paint, pinto… all different colors. Ectoplasm was the only white horse.

Heheheh, Ectoplasm… what a strange word. But it fit him. I mean, he really was a ghost. He proved it to me. Passed through a stall door, then through me. He was never dirty, or wet, or tired, or hungry, or thirsty. He was just there. I was able to move with him better than I was ever able to with my own horse. He went where I wanted to, as fast as I wanted to, with no qualms about it at all. I barely had to pull on the reign and he'd just go. Didn't even tap him with my heel, and he went faster. It was like he was inside my mind, as if he could hear my every thought and feel my every emotion. That horse… protected me. When I had woken up, he laid beside me and let me sleep leaning against his flank. He kept every moving thing away while I slept.

Charles and Anna… like my own grandparents. They treated my wounds, nurtured me back to health, gave me new clothes, and provided me with everything I needed. Charles even sharpened my sword for me when I was sleeping. And the head on my lance. He did a good job, too. In the time I spent with them, they taught me so much. Charles taught me several different ways to tie rope. Never thought I'd use it, but I guess I will now. Anna let me help mend clothing and cook. They taught me so much, I don't think I can remember it all. I'll do it when I need to, but then I'd probably wonder how I knew how.

Vogel… that stupid bird. Well, not stupid. Just annoying. But I'm glad to have him around. He's clever, very smart. I used a piece of string and tied it around a small piece of food. I tied the string to a branch and had Vogel figure out how to get it. It didn't take long, he just pulled it up. I don't have a container like a test tube to use with him, but oh well. He can talk… kind of. Say a few words. 'Slayersss kill!' seems to be a favorite. He may not have a pretty voice, but he has very beautiful feathers. Glossy black, very shiny. Almost as if they had been a black metal polished by a professional. Alert eyes. No, he is far from stupid. But he can be annoying. But then, he's a bird. Is Vogel even a he?

Ally… oh dear. She confuses me… Why do I have these feelings for her? I mean, very strong feelings. I want her as something more than friend… eh, damn my orientation. It will be the end of me one of these days…. She has beautiful green eyes, they sparkle like gems. I enjoy looking at them. If I'm not careful, though, I could lose myself in them. That's dangerous, you know. I think she has a hold on me like no other.

But all of this… what did the voice of my dream mean? Balance for Eternity… Balance comes about in its own way. And how did I get these markings?……………………………