19th Chapter! Is here!

Okay, yes, something happened to Raevin, has to do with the shard and everything. Whole story's probably confusing, and I won't be surprised if someone criticizes me, but you know… nyah. That's all I have to say.

Disclaimer: I do not own Eidos or Soul Reaver or anything LoK. Ally, Raevin, the new Raevin (you know I had to say that), Vogel/Kirstunoh, Ectoplasm, and the Aiermunarck-Uyilnarkiah forest tribe are mine. Sareptiah and Wraith (the wolf) belongs to HealerAriel (Erin).

~Raevin~

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It had been a few weeks since Raevin had undergone the Change that she had. She had begun to learn how to use her appendages. She learned how to make the claws on her wings move, and she could use them as a second pair of hands. Not only that, but they were actually stronger than her original arms. She could use them to help climb, fight, hold things, anything normal hands could.

Raziel and his clan allowed Raevin and Ally to live with them. The majority of the clan treated them kindly, and gave them new clothes. Ectoplasm was allowed to go where he wanted, and he often followed Raevin around the Keep.

Vogel still had not come back. He had flown away the day Raevin and Ally had been taken into the Keep. Raevin and Ally did of course worry, and Ectoplasm didn't seem to care. Even so, every now and then all three of them would look up at the sky, night or day, and hope to see a sign of their annoying, talking bird.

Raziel, Raevin, and Ally had searched the Razielim Library in hopes of finding out what had happened to Raevin and how. They looked through history and lore books alike, but they couldn't find any information on it.

And so, the story continues…

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Vogel had been flying for days. He was looking for someone, but he wasn't sure who it was. All he knew is that he had to find this person, and he would know them when he saw them.

The raven flew through the trees, diving and rising to avoid branches and any animals that would get in his way. Since he wasn't technically alive anyway, it wouldn't have hurt if he had collided with something. Even so, he didn't have time to stop and argue with something, whether it be animal or tree, and he would have stopped to argue with something anytime, even if it didn't argue back. But what he had to do was important. The only problem was that he didn't know exactly what he was doing.

As he flew, he passed over the site where the forest tribe had once lived. Vogel was now in Dumahim territory, and he could see the remains of Durikyn in the distance. The are of the destroyed tribe was now a few months old, since it had been destroyed several weeks before Raevin's arrival in Nosgoth. The ruins of Durikyn were now only around a month old, and the stench of death still held strong. Vogel had a clear view of the forest floor through the branches for a second or two, and sudden movement caused him to falter in his flight.

He noticed movement in the clearing through the branches of the ancient giant tree. It was a flash of white, followed by someone… or something… that was covered in black. Vogel glided silently through the branches of the giant tree and landed quietly on a branch. He looked down at the figures, cocking his head to the side to get a better view.

It was a girl and a wolf. The wolf was completely white, with black paws, tail tip, ear tips, and a black stripe down its back. It had solid black eyes that glinted slightly if any light reached it. When Vogel looked closer, he realized the wolf was a female. A very big female. The mane of the wolf had feathers tied into it, and a beaded leather collar was tied around her neck. The wolf walked close to the girl, who was human in every way.

The girl wore all black: black cotton tunic, black pants, black leather boots, black leather belt, and the belt pouches attached to her waist were black as well. The sword on her back was jagged, but straight none the less. The sheath and its strap was made of black leather, and the sheath itself was trimmed with silver. The hilt of the girl's jagged sword was made of polished wood, and was decorated with small, smooth gems. A necklace made of many vampire fangs hung around her neck, a bracelet of vampire fangs was on each wrist, and there were possibly a good few hundred vampire fangs attached to her belt. One eye was dark brown, while the other eye was ice blue. The pupil in the ice blue eye was completely white, and the eye itself had an odd shine to it. When Vogel looked closer, he realized it was a glass eye, and he could sense small ripples of magical energy coming from it.

The girl and her wolf walked to the center of the clearing to the trunk of the ancient tree. Kneeling down, the girl took a small silver and jade necklace from one of her belt pouches. She tied the necklace to one of the stakes holding what was left of one of the heads of the tribe leaders. She murmured a few words in an unknown language, then she got up and turned to leave.

Vogel cawed and jumped from his perch, then flew down and landed in front of the girl and her wolf. The two stopped at the same time, and the wolf perked its ears forward as if to listen. At the same time, though, the she-wolf bared her teeth and growled softly. The girl, on the other hand, stared at the bird intently, and her glass eye glowed softly. "You are… a strange bird." The girl said quietly.

"I am not a bird, I am not a raven." Vogel said, in a surprisingly clear voice from the one he normally used before. "I am Kirstunoh Neljaek Aiermunarck, and you, Sareptiah Keljaek Aiermunarck, are my descendant and the sole survivor of our Aiermunarck-Uyilnarkiah forest tribe."