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Hmmm. Will this be the last chapter? Will Raziel get his memory back?
Rahab swam between the columns and bridges that sprinkled the drowned abbey, enjoying the feel of cold water rushing by him, the feeling that no other kind of vampire but his own could feel. He saw his reflection on the way up from the abbey's depth's, and rushed towards it, carefully rising without causing a splash, as a good hunter should, stopping. He paddled, waiting for someone. Looking down, he watched the latest member of his clan, Edriss, catch up to him, shattering the barrier of the water's surface, playfully, before he sank back down, only to surface again.
"You're getting better." Rahab complemented the young vampire.
"And you are still fast as ever, my lord." Edriss nodded. "Your laps seem better than before."
"Practice makes perfect." Rahab commented. "That's enough exercise today. Ryoga needs someone to take over his shift..."
"I'll do it!" Edriss offered eagerly.
"No.... You get rest. Just get Neith to do it." Rahab ordered him. The vampire nodded, and swam away, sulking, when he stopped. Rahab sensed why; above from the gray rain clouds that blocked out the deadly sun, there came a strange whistling. He turned his head, wondering from which direction it was coming from. He heard an audible crack coming from the building behind him. He didn't get time to look up when his brother Raziel dropped onto the back of his head, Raziel himself landing on his own head.
"Burble!"
Edriss quickly swam over; about to catch Raziel while Rahab did his best to balance Raziel above the water, splashing the water around him in panic. Fortunately, Edriss caught him in time and keeping Raziel above the water, he laid him gently on a ledge nearby.
"Lord Rahab!" Sebek jumped into the scene as he emerged from the water. "Kain is issuing a warning to be on the lookout for Lord Raziel, who still has amnesia..." He stopped when he saw Raziel himself, unconscious.
"Yeah, well tell Kain he just dropped in." Rahab replied flatly, rubbing the back of his head. "Don't know how we're going to get him out of this place..." He muttered to himself. Sebek heard him, however. But he simply nodded before he left. "Yes, Lord Rahab."
Rahab watched him go, then turned to Raziel, thinking for a moment. After coming to a conclusion, he brought his hand to his chest, drawing out s small spark of light, a bit of his soul, and placing it over Raziel.
"What are you doing?" Edriss asked curiously.
"Giving Raziel some of my 'Dark gift'. Kain told me about it a while ago. It should stop Raziel from getting burnt when he gets wet... But I can only give him enough to make the 'dark gift' for a limited period of time. Should work. Besides, from what I've heard of Raziel, he's acting a bit suicidal lately."
"Oh." Edriss blinked, looking back at Raziel. "He hit his head pretty hard! I wonder if he's still got amnesia." Edriss wondered aloud.
"We'll see." Rahab replied.
His question was answered when Raziel groaned, his face scrunching up from his new headache. The two aquatic vampires watched as Raziel hesitantly opened his eyes.
"Ugh... Where am I now?"
"The drowned abbey, home of the Rahabim, brother."
Marissa trudged through the pastoral land, through knee-high grass, trying to ignore the sheep following her.
"Get lost." She hissed at them. Obviously, they didn't understand her, and kept following her like the good little sheep they were.
"Shoo!" She tried again. No luck. Flustered, she moved away faster, before she smirked.
"MUTTON!" She yelled at the sheep. She snickered as they finally ran away.
"Hey! Get lost!" A farmer came up to her, waving a rake in her direction. Marissa watched him run over, giving him a flat stare. She was sick of trudging through this dump, and though she already had her fill, she thought the farmer was somewhat stupid to challenge a vampire by himself, rake or no. "Stay away from my flock! I've had enough of vampires taking off with them!"
"You would prefer that I'd drink you?" Marissa crossed her arms. The farmer eeped and backed away, a little more wise for wear. "Uh.... No! Go ahead, take whatever you like!" He offered her, nervous.
"Hmph. I'm not interested in cattle." She shook her head, about to move off, when she stopped. "Hey, did you just say that there were other vampires taking off with your sheep?"
"Yeah." He replied nervously. "Tall... black neck length hair. Big jaw... Pale and evil looking... Sorta like you." Marissa sneered at the man's remark, causing his to back away even further, wielding his rake at her again.
"NotthatthatyoulookbadoranythingI'mjusttellingyouwhatIsaw!" The farmer finished quickly.
"Did you see where he went?" She asked him calmly.
"He went off towards that new citadel." The farmer indicated the human citadel not too far away. "There's been some commotion going on there, I tell you...."
"Thanks." She replied, before walking away. The farmer let out a sigh of relief, lowering his rake as he watched her go. He laughed to himself. "I'm alive! I'm still alive." He did a little dance. "I survived a vampire! I must be invincible..."
The farmer had jinxed it....
As soon as the words 'invincible' were out of the man's mouth, the sheep perked up, and ran after him. The farmer turned just in time to see them before they trampled him to death.
"T... The drowned abbey?" Raziel shook his head, confused, clutching the back of his head. He then recognized whom he was talking to. "Rahab." His head lowered sadly, then did a double take. "HEY! If you're a vampire, how can you survive in water?"
"Yep. He's still got amnesia." Edriss commented. Rahab nodded his head in agreement.
"Hey!" Raziel protested. "I'm not the one with amnesia. You are, Rahab!"
"Suuuurreeeeeee I am." Rahab said placantingly. "Whatever makes you happy."
"It's true. I don't think you remember the human you used to be, do you?"
Rahab simply shrugged in reply. But before Raziel could say anything else, Edriss perked up. "Shouldn't someone tell Lord Kain that Raziel's still got amnesia?"
"I'll greet him personally." Rahab said. "Edriss, you watch over Raziel. Remember, he's still mentally unstable..." He warned, while Edriss nodded. This earned a disgruntled look from Raziel, who stood up threateningly as Rahab left.
"Come back, Rahab! I've still got to free your soul! HEY! RAHAB!" He spotted Edriss watching him curiously. "What are you looking at?"
Edriss laughed, and splashed back into the water. Raziel saw him jump onto a platform sticking up out of the water, and the aquatic vampire sat down and watched him curiously from there. Raziel ignored him. He wondered; what had happened, before he got here? He was at the human citadel, near what was left of Coorhagen. He had rallied some people in effort to have some help in fighting the vampire oppressors. He almost had some help, too, until they rejected him. Why? Because the Sarafan raised taxes? And attacked human sympathizers for vampires? But it was necessary! Why couldn't they see that? It didn't matter, so long as the vampires had gone for once and for all. He supposed that it might seem cruel in one perspective, but he was too busy feeling rejected and angry at them. He was trying to help them, for crying out loud! In any case, if he wanted to find help in fighting the vampires, he couldn't turn to today's humans, or at least the ones at the citadel. By the look of things, they wouldn't help. And no thanks to them, he was back among the vampires he was trying to escape from. Yeah.... Real great help there. Now how was he going to escape?
He looked at the water below him, seeing his reflection. He pulled back. No matter how many times he saw it, his own reflection repulsed him. Of course, he didn't look for any beauty in his looks. He wasn't that bad looking, even as a vampire. But what horrified him the most was what he had become; the antithesis of everything he believed in. Disgusted, he swiped a claw at the water, as if to break the reflection. It worked, for a couple of seconds, until the reflection returned to how it looked before. But Raziel no longer paid any attention to it. He had noticed that his hand, still that of a vampire, was not burnt by him touching water, as it was for vampires for so long, during his prior lifetime. If that had changed, who knew what else concerning a vampire's weaknesses HAD changed? He survived a pike, and water no longer affected him. What about sunlight, or beheading? He remembered sucking other vampires dry; that killed these vampires he now lived with. But other than that, how immortal had Raziel become? He shuddered. He was stuck as a vampire, and not even death could help him escape their clutches now. He had no choice but to face his fear...
He thought of swimming away, but seeing the fledgling watching him not too far away, and another couple of scaly vampires further up now on guard, it didn't seem it would do much good.
Kain teleported to the bell tower of the abbey, where he usually met when he wanted to talk to Rahab in his territory. He spotted a Rahabim on guard there, with his back to Kain, eyeing some sort of bottle. Kain cleared his throat, causing the Rahabim to jump and toss the bottle away. "Lord Kain." He bowed formally; thinking that Kain hadn't noticed the slip of his guard.
"I was told that Raziel was seen here..." Kain noted coolly.
"Rahab has him under guard not too far from here..." The Rahabim explained, then sensed his leader, nodding in Rahab's direction.
"Lord Kain." Rahab announced.
"Well?"
"Raziel's here. He got hit on the head again, but he's still lost it." Rahab explained.
"And his injury had no effect?" Kain asked, with the barest hint of worry crossing his features. Rahab shook his head solemnly.
"Very well. It's best that he be sent back to the sanctuary. Although, how that's going to be done..."
"Already taken care of, my Lord!" Rahab bowed. "I shall deliver him at the Rahab- Razielhim border, if you could meet me there."
Kain stared at the spot Rahab had just left, a sweatdrop forming on his head. He was about to suggest teleporting, but Rahab had long gone.
Raziel had fallen asleep on the ledge he was on, so he didn't notice Rahab soundlessly rise from the water's depths around him. Rahab had his own sweatdrop form on his head. He was unconscious not too long ago, why would he fall asleep now? Rahab decided to wake him, prodding Raziel with a wet, webbed claw.
Raziel was surprised when he heard his brethren's voice.
"Lord Kain will see you now, Raziel." Rahab carefully picked him up, and dragged him towards the water. Raziel didn't recognize him immediately. "AHHH! No! The blob has me!" In fact, it seemed like he had just awoken from some nightmare.
"Raziel..." Rahab shook his brother out of his grogginess. "It's just me! Rahab!"
"Oh." Raziel relaxed for a moment, looking away, then turning back to his brother.
"AHHH! A vampire fiend has me!" Raziel resumed trying to pull himself out of Rahab's wet grasp, which was taking him underwater, back to the sanctuary of the clans. Rahab shook his head.
"I don't know what sort of human you were before, Raziel. But whoever it was, he sure was mental."
The only answer Raziel could give was bubbles as he was taken underwater. It wasn't as if vampires needed to breathe underwater, anyway.
Kain waited at the edge of the water with three Turelim nearby, wondering what was taking Rahab so long. His unspoken question was answered, however, when he saw Raziel run out of the water, skidding to a halt at the sight of Kain and his lackey's. He turned in time to see two Rahabim splash out of the water behind him, and broke back into a run by the time Rahab started running out of the water himself, sporting a black eye and twisted arm which his vampiric healing power hadn't quite healed yet. Raziel dodged one Turelim, then swiped his claws at the eyes of another, blinding it. He had just started to attack the third Turelim, when Kain grabbed him from behind by the scruff of the neck.
"Enough of that now." Kain growled into his ear.
"Let me go!" Raziel tried to twist around and attack Kain, then settled for trying to kick Kain behind him. Kain threw him towards the nearest Turelim, who grabbed a better hold of Raziel.
"Calm down already!" Rahab scolded the hissing and spitting vampire before him. "You're going to be alright. You're head's just going to be fixed up. Kain won't hurt you..." Rahab gritted his teeth and set his shoulder back to it's original position. "...Much." He muttered to himself.
But Rahab's attempt at reassuring his brother had the opposite effect on the ex-sarafan.
"Alright? Alright! How can you say that, when you fiends intend to bury my mind under the abomination you turned me into? I'm not falling for your false sense of security!" Raziel hissed.
"I want my lieutenant back." Kain snarled, before he gave his 'son' a good hit on the back of the head, knocking him out. "Take him back to the dungeons. Not back to his room." Kain ordered the two turelim that held the unconscious vampire between them.
"There will be no escape for you this time, Raziel." Kain muttered to himself.
Raziel hung by the shackles that held his wrists, his back against the hard cold stone walls behind him. Raziel was alone now; the dungeons were hardly used now, as the few prisoners that vampires took were usually human, and kept in a 'larder' that was separate. Raziel felt that he couldn't be anymore depressed than he was now. The people he used to be one of had rejected him. The vampires were planning to turn him back into the filthy demon he was before, wanting their kin back. It was a far cry from when he was a sarafan, with his brethren, and other humans cheering him on while he eradicated the vampire scourge. Now no one wanted him. After all he did, protecting humanity from their predators, doing what was necessary...
And righteous.
Everything he did was justifiable. Necessary, but righteous. Humans did not prey on vampires. No, it was the other way around. He was defending humanity; even from it's own traitors. Maybe Kain had a point; they needed to feed. But they were demons, and therefore they were evil. Raziel felt... no, he knew, that everything he did was right. He was the good guy, and he had a job to do. And he had to do whatever it took to get it done. But as he was doing it to protect humanity, it was still the right thing. But did they appreciate it? Noooooo.
But that shouldn't stop him from doing his job. True he enjoyed it. But so what? He chose that job to defeat his fear. But there was a second reason; He knew when he was a sarafan, that what he was doing was righteous.
And so long as Raziel knew that, nothing was going to stop him.
Hehe. Guess Raziel didn't get his memory back. Got a few good whacks for his troubles though. I just HAD to put in the blob scene, and get Raziel all wet ;;. I just cross my fingers and hoped it turned out alright. Thanks to DJpick for technicalities. I elaborated somewhat Raziel's reasoning, if that's what you can call it. He might have thought a bit about what he had done, if he wasn't so stuck up, self-righteous, and getting upset at what the humans at the citadel did to him. There's probably going to be more drinking in future chapters, but who knows? Other vampires might get drunk. Where DID I get that idea? I think it was when I saw Spike from Buffy get drunk. But he was emotionally distraught at the time. I was mostly trying to get a human feel for vampires in the story, and tries to think what they would do in their spare time; they sometimes do same things I do. Getting drunk just seemed the most amusing. Comments and complaints appreciated.
Hmmm. Will this be the last chapter? Will Raziel get his memory back?
Rahab swam between the columns and bridges that sprinkled the drowned abbey, enjoying the feel of cold water rushing by him, the feeling that no other kind of vampire but his own could feel. He saw his reflection on the way up from the abbey's depth's, and rushed towards it, carefully rising without causing a splash, as a good hunter should, stopping. He paddled, waiting for someone. Looking down, he watched the latest member of his clan, Edriss, catch up to him, shattering the barrier of the water's surface, playfully, before he sank back down, only to surface again.
"You're getting better." Rahab complemented the young vampire.
"And you are still fast as ever, my lord." Edriss nodded. "Your laps seem better than before."
"Practice makes perfect." Rahab commented. "That's enough exercise today. Ryoga needs someone to take over his shift..."
"I'll do it!" Edriss offered eagerly.
"No.... You get rest. Just get Neith to do it." Rahab ordered him. The vampire nodded, and swam away, sulking, when he stopped. Rahab sensed why; above from the gray rain clouds that blocked out the deadly sun, there came a strange whistling. He turned his head, wondering from which direction it was coming from. He heard an audible crack coming from the building behind him. He didn't get time to look up when his brother Raziel dropped onto the back of his head, Raziel himself landing on his own head.
"Burble!"
Edriss quickly swam over; about to catch Raziel while Rahab did his best to balance Raziel above the water, splashing the water around him in panic. Fortunately, Edriss caught him in time and keeping Raziel above the water, he laid him gently on a ledge nearby.
"Lord Rahab!" Sebek jumped into the scene as he emerged from the water. "Kain is issuing a warning to be on the lookout for Lord Raziel, who still has amnesia..." He stopped when he saw Raziel himself, unconscious.
"Yeah, well tell Kain he just dropped in." Rahab replied flatly, rubbing the back of his head. "Don't know how we're going to get him out of this place..." He muttered to himself. Sebek heard him, however. But he simply nodded before he left. "Yes, Lord Rahab."
Rahab watched him go, then turned to Raziel, thinking for a moment. After coming to a conclusion, he brought his hand to his chest, drawing out s small spark of light, a bit of his soul, and placing it over Raziel.
"What are you doing?" Edriss asked curiously.
"Giving Raziel some of my 'Dark gift'. Kain told me about it a while ago. It should stop Raziel from getting burnt when he gets wet... But I can only give him enough to make the 'dark gift' for a limited period of time. Should work. Besides, from what I've heard of Raziel, he's acting a bit suicidal lately."
"Oh." Edriss blinked, looking back at Raziel. "He hit his head pretty hard! I wonder if he's still got amnesia." Edriss wondered aloud.
"We'll see." Rahab replied.
His question was answered when Raziel groaned, his face scrunching up from his new headache. The two aquatic vampires watched as Raziel hesitantly opened his eyes.
"Ugh... Where am I now?"
"The drowned abbey, home of the Rahabim, brother."
Marissa trudged through the pastoral land, through knee-high grass, trying to ignore the sheep following her.
"Get lost." She hissed at them. Obviously, they didn't understand her, and kept following her like the good little sheep they were.
"Shoo!" She tried again. No luck. Flustered, she moved away faster, before she smirked.
"MUTTON!" She yelled at the sheep. She snickered as they finally ran away.
"Hey! Get lost!" A farmer came up to her, waving a rake in her direction. Marissa watched him run over, giving him a flat stare. She was sick of trudging through this dump, and though she already had her fill, she thought the farmer was somewhat stupid to challenge a vampire by himself, rake or no. "Stay away from my flock! I've had enough of vampires taking off with them!"
"You would prefer that I'd drink you?" Marissa crossed her arms. The farmer eeped and backed away, a little more wise for wear. "Uh.... No! Go ahead, take whatever you like!" He offered her, nervous.
"Hmph. I'm not interested in cattle." She shook her head, about to move off, when she stopped. "Hey, did you just say that there were other vampires taking off with your sheep?"
"Yeah." He replied nervously. "Tall... black neck length hair. Big jaw... Pale and evil looking... Sorta like you." Marissa sneered at the man's remark, causing his to back away even further, wielding his rake at her again.
"NotthatthatyoulookbadoranythingI'mjusttellingyouwhatIsaw!" The farmer finished quickly.
"Did you see where he went?" She asked him calmly.
"He went off towards that new citadel." The farmer indicated the human citadel not too far away. "There's been some commotion going on there, I tell you...."
"Thanks." She replied, before walking away. The farmer let out a sigh of relief, lowering his rake as he watched her go. He laughed to himself. "I'm alive! I'm still alive." He did a little dance. "I survived a vampire! I must be invincible..."
The farmer had jinxed it....
As soon as the words 'invincible' were out of the man's mouth, the sheep perked up, and ran after him. The farmer turned just in time to see them before they trampled him to death.
"T... The drowned abbey?" Raziel shook his head, confused, clutching the back of his head. He then recognized whom he was talking to. "Rahab." His head lowered sadly, then did a double take. "HEY! If you're a vampire, how can you survive in water?"
"Yep. He's still got amnesia." Edriss commented. Rahab nodded his head in agreement.
"Hey!" Raziel protested. "I'm not the one with amnesia. You are, Rahab!"
"Suuuurreeeeeee I am." Rahab said placantingly. "Whatever makes you happy."
"It's true. I don't think you remember the human you used to be, do you?"
Rahab simply shrugged in reply. But before Raziel could say anything else, Edriss perked up. "Shouldn't someone tell Lord Kain that Raziel's still got amnesia?"
"I'll greet him personally." Rahab said. "Edriss, you watch over Raziel. Remember, he's still mentally unstable..." He warned, while Edriss nodded. This earned a disgruntled look from Raziel, who stood up threateningly as Rahab left.
"Come back, Rahab! I've still got to free your soul! HEY! RAHAB!" He spotted Edriss watching him curiously. "What are you looking at?"
Edriss laughed, and splashed back into the water. Raziel saw him jump onto a platform sticking up out of the water, and the aquatic vampire sat down and watched him curiously from there. Raziel ignored him. He wondered; what had happened, before he got here? He was at the human citadel, near what was left of Coorhagen. He had rallied some people in effort to have some help in fighting the vampire oppressors. He almost had some help, too, until they rejected him. Why? Because the Sarafan raised taxes? And attacked human sympathizers for vampires? But it was necessary! Why couldn't they see that? It didn't matter, so long as the vampires had gone for once and for all. He supposed that it might seem cruel in one perspective, but he was too busy feeling rejected and angry at them. He was trying to help them, for crying out loud! In any case, if he wanted to find help in fighting the vampires, he couldn't turn to today's humans, or at least the ones at the citadel. By the look of things, they wouldn't help. And no thanks to them, he was back among the vampires he was trying to escape from. Yeah.... Real great help there. Now how was he going to escape?
He looked at the water below him, seeing his reflection. He pulled back. No matter how many times he saw it, his own reflection repulsed him. Of course, he didn't look for any beauty in his looks. He wasn't that bad looking, even as a vampire. But what horrified him the most was what he had become; the antithesis of everything he believed in. Disgusted, he swiped a claw at the water, as if to break the reflection. It worked, for a couple of seconds, until the reflection returned to how it looked before. But Raziel no longer paid any attention to it. He had noticed that his hand, still that of a vampire, was not burnt by him touching water, as it was for vampires for so long, during his prior lifetime. If that had changed, who knew what else concerning a vampire's weaknesses HAD changed? He survived a pike, and water no longer affected him. What about sunlight, or beheading? He remembered sucking other vampires dry; that killed these vampires he now lived with. But other than that, how immortal had Raziel become? He shuddered. He was stuck as a vampire, and not even death could help him escape their clutches now. He had no choice but to face his fear...
He thought of swimming away, but seeing the fledgling watching him not too far away, and another couple of scaly vampires further up now on guard, it didn't seem it would do much good.
Kain teleported to the bell tower of the abbey, where he usually met when he wanted to talk to Rahab in his territory. He spotted a Rahabim on guard there, with his back to Kain, eyeing some sort of bottle. Kain cleared his throat, causing the Rahabim to jump and toss the bottle away. "Lord Kain." He bowed formally; thinking that Kain hadn't noticed the slip of his guard.
"I was told that Raziel was seen here..." Kain noted coolly.
"Rahab has him under guard not too far from here..." The Rahabim explained, then sensed his leader, nodding in Rahab's direction.
"Lord Kain." Rahab announced.
"Well?"
"Raziel's here. He got hit on the head again, but he's still lost it." Rahab explained.
"And his injury had no effect?" Kain asked, with the barest hint of worry crossing his features. Rahab shook his head solemnly.
"Very well. It's best that he be sent back to the sanctuary. Although, how that's going to be done..."
"Already taken care of, my Lord!" Rahab bowed. "I shall deliver him at the Rahab- Razielhim border, if you could meet me there."
Kain stared at the spot Rahab had just left, a sweatdrop forming on his head. He was about to suggest teleporting, but Rahab had long gone.
Raziel had fallen asleep on the ledge he was on, so he didn't notice Rahab soundlessly rise from the water's depths around him. Rahab had his own sweatdrop form on his head. He was unconscious not too long ago, why would he fall asleep now? Rahab decided to wake him, prodding Raziel with a wet, webbed claw.
Raziel was surprised when he heard his brethren's voice.
"Lord Kain will see you now, Raziel." Rahab carefully picked him up, and dragged him towards the water. Raziel didn't recognize him immediately. "AHHH! No! The blob has me!" In fact, it seemed like he had just awoken from some nightmare.
"Raziel..." Rahab shook his brother out of his grogginess. "It's just me! Rahab!"
"Oh." Raziel relaxed for a moment, looking away, then turning back to his brother.
"AHHH! A vampire fiend has me!" Raziel resumed trying to pull himself out of Rahab's wet grasp, which was taking him underwater, back to the sanctuary of the clans. Rahab shook his head.
"I don't know what sort of human you were before, Raziel. But whoever it was, he sure was mental."
The only answer Raziel could give was bubbles as he was taken underwater. It wasn't as if vampires needed to breathe underwater, anyway.
Kain waited at the edge of the water with three Turelim nearby, wondering what was taking Rahab so long. His unspoken question was answered, however, when he saw Raziel run out of the water, skidding to a halt at the sight of Kain and his lackey's. He turned in time to see two Rahabim splash out of the water behind him, and broke back into a run by the time Rahab started running out of the water himself, sporting a black eye and twisted arm which his vampiric healing power hadn't quite healed yet. Raziel dodged one Turelim, then swiped his claws at the eyes of another, blinding it. He had just started to attack the third Turelim, when Kain grabbed him from behind by the scruff of the neck.
"Enough of that now." Kain growled into his ear.
"Let me go!" Raziel tried to twist around and attack Kain, then settled for trying to kick Kain behind him. Kain threw him towards the nearest Turelim, who grabbed a better hold of Raziel.
"Calm down already!" Rahab scolded the hissing and spitting vampire before him. "You're going to be alright. You're head's just going to be fixed up. Kain won't hurt you..." Rahab gritted his teeth and set his shoulder back to it's original position. "...Much." He muttered to himself.
But Rahab's attempt at reassuring his brother had the opposite effect on the ex-sarafan.
"Alright? Alright! How can you say that, when you fiends intend to bury my mind under the abomination you turned me into? I'm not falling for your false sense of security!" Raziel hissed.
"I want my lieutenant back." Kain snarled, before he gave his 'son' a good hit on the back of the head, knocking him out. "Take him back to the dungeons. Not back to his room." Kain ordered the two turelim that held the unconscious vampire between them.
"There will be no escape for you this time, Raziel." Kain muttered to himself.
Raziel hung by the shackles that held his wrists, his back against the hard cold stone walls behind him. Raziel was alone now; the dungeons were hardly used now, as the few prisoners that vampires took were usually human, and kept in a 'larder' that was separate. Raziel felt that he couldn't be anymore depressed than he was now. The people he used to be one of had rejected him. The vampires were planning to turn him back into the filthy demon he was before, wanting their kin back. It was a far cry from when he was a sarafan, with his brethren, and other humans cheering him on while he eradicated the vampire scourge. Now no one wanted him. After all he did, protecting humanity from their predators, doing what was necessary...
And righteous.
Everything he did was justifiable. Necessary, but righteous. Humans did not prey on vampires. No, it was the other way around. He was defending humanity; even from it's own traitors. Maybe Kain had a point; they needed to feed. But they were demons, and therefore they were evil. Raziel felt... no, he knew, that everything he did was right. He was the good guy, and he had a job to do. And he had to do whatever it took to get it done. But as he was doing it to protect humanity, it was still the right thing. But did they appreciate it? Noooooo.
But that shouldn't stop him from doing his job. True he enjoyed it. But so what? He chose that job to defeat his fear. But there was a second reason; He knew when he was a sarafan, that what he was doing was righteous.
And so long as Raziel knew that, nothing was going to stop him.
Hehe. Guess Raziel didn't get his memory back. Got a few good whacks for his troubles though. I just HAD to put in the blob scene, and get Raziel all wet ;;. I just cross my fingers and hoped it turned out alright. Thanks to DJpick for technicalities. I elaborated somewhat Raziel's reasoning, if that's what you can call it. He might have thought a bit about what he had done, if he wasn't so stuck up, self-righteous, and getting upset at what the humans at the citadel did to him. There's probably going to be more drinking in future chapters, but who knows? Other vampires might get drunk. Where DID I get that idea? I think it was when I saw Spike from Buffy get drunk. But he was emotionally distraught at the time. I was mostly trying to get a human feel for vampires in the story, and tries to think what they would do in their spare time; they sometimes do same things I do. Getting drunk just seemed the most amusing. Comments and complaints appreciated.