Well, I must thank Erin for letting me use her newly created characters in this fan fiction. And yes, I made up Vogel's other name (all of it!) and the middle and last name of Sareptiah, and the forest tribe's name. Took me a while, but I did do it BY MYSELF.

Yeah, I guess Raevin is a demon now… She's going to be going through a state of denial about it, but she'll get through it.

Vogel? Well, yes, he really isn't a bird… but that's going to be explained later. I promise. I have more Thought Chapters coming up, so some things will HOPEFULLY be made clear. Maybe.

I have another camp coming, so this will be the last chapter up until I come back, which will be in about three days. Maybe four, if I have to rest and recuperate after being counselor to these evil little campers… But yeah, moving on.

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

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Sareptiah traveled swiftly through the forest, her white wolf always by her side. Vogel flew above them, above the trees, keeping watch and flying down to the two to give them new directions. Vogel was taking them to Raziel's Keep, much to Sareptiah's displeasure. She was a vampire hunter, and a very good one at that, judging by the number of vampire fangs she wore, and she was the sole survivor of the forest tribe that had been destroyed before Raevin had appeared in Nosgoth.

Late in the evening, the group stopped for the night. Sareptiah found a cave guarded by a high, steep cliff, and made her camp there. She glanced at her wolf, who then turned quickly and bounded down the slope and disappeared into the forest. Vogel flew in and landed on a large, jagged rock. He tried speaking with Sareptiah, but she paid no attention at all. Instead, she sat with her back against the wall and her sword drawn, her gaze piercing the darkening scene outside the cave.

When the wolf returned, she dragging a freshly killed wild pig behind her. Sareptiah cut parts for herself to cook slightly over a fire, and left the rest for Vogel and her wolf. After the wolf had returned, Sareptiah listened to and talked with Vogel, and told him her life story.

"I was, as you know, born into the Aiermunarck-Uyilnarkiah forest tribe. My mother was a respected woman, and my father an honorable warrior. My brother was an experienced hunter, and my grandfather was the tribe shaman." Sareptiah began. "My mother taught me of the different plants growing in our forest, and what they could be used for. My father taught me how to use a sword, and he gave me this sword as a coming-of-age gift when I passed the age of 16 summers. My brother… oh, how I wanted to be like him, and my father too. Most of the women in the tribe were healers and such, and normally only the men hunted and fought. A few women though, who were extremely gifted with weapons or very strong, were very decent warriors. I wanted to be one of them.

"But when the vampires of the area found us, there was no safety. My brother was killed by Rahabim, impaled with a lance and pulled from his canoe while fishing. They left his body on the shore, and stayed away from the water themselves. My mother… raped and murdered by Zephonim. The Dumahim, of course, destroyed my entire village, and sold the surviving women to the Razielim, who I hate just as much. After my village was destroyed, I learned to live on my own. My eye… yes, it is stone, but it is enchanted. I can see into the souls of other things, living or dead or inanimate. My real eye was taken by the Turelim, and the Malchiahim caused my deafness. After I had escaped from Malchiah and his brood, Wraith came to me. She is… a Spirit Wolf. She bound herself to me, and became a mother or sister of sorts. She cared for me, protected me, helped me hunt, and when she bound us together, she became my ears. I can hear through her and her alone."

The three spent the rest of the evening in silence. After Sareptiah finished eating, she leaned back and laid against a rock and stared up at the rock surrounding them, lost in her own thoughts. Wraith and Vogel finished off what was left of the pig, and Wraith drug the remains out of the cave and let them tumble down the cliff.

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The next morning, Sareptiah, Wraith, and Vogel set out again. Vogel had told them that he would be taking them into Razielim Territory and into their Keep. At first Sareptiah flatly refused to, saying she would rather fight a hundred Zephonim than go into the Razielim Keep on peaceful terms. But then Vogel spoke of Raevin, the one from the Prophecy, and this perked Sareptiah's interest.

"Who is this… Raven?" Sareptiah asked as the three traveled slowly through marshland.

"It's Raevin. It's spelled differently; R-A-E-V-I-N. She's part of the Prophecy." Vogel explained from his perch on Sareptiah's shoulder. "She came from another world, I saw watched her when she arrived. She is the reason the Dumahim destroyed Durikyn. They were looking for the two human girls who had managed to escape from them."

"I heard… or perhaps Wraith heard… some men in a tavern talking about that. How two girls had escaped from the Dumahim. I thought maybe it was a trick, or a joke, but I suppose if what you say is true, then that is true also." Sareptiah said. Wraith padded along beside her, listening to everything around her.

"Yes, it is true. I was with them. Raevin fights with a sword who's handle is in the general shape of a human. Head, arms, torso, and legs. Her lance is plain in design, but her skill with it is impressive. She fought four Razielim, and defeated them without killing them."

"Someone who fights vampires and doesn't kill them? This Raevin must not have any courage." Sareptiah scoffed.

"Quite the opposite, actually. Before the Razielim, she fought the Dumahim twice. But when she went against the Razielim, she was injured. Injured severely, I should say. Her gut was cut open to reveal her insides, and I think she was poisoned with one of the blades the vampires used." Vogel said, flapping his wings to stay balanced when Sareptiah jumped over a stream.

"The vampires have no honor or pride, that is all I can say." Came the reply, and was accompanied by a low growl from Wraith.

"Well, yes, that is what can be expected. I was surprised when the vampire lord Raziel scolded the fledge that used the poison. He and his band took Raevin and her--I'm not sure 'friend' is the right word to use, but I will use it-- friend Ally and her ghost horse Ectoplasm to their territory Keep. That is where we must go. We need to alter the Prophecy."

"I will agree with you on that." Sareptiah said as they came to the waterfall Raevin and Ally had taken shelter in. "Now which way?"

"That way." Vogel said, pointing eastward with a wing. "Raziel's Keep lies in that direction.