Paradox
Chapter 3
The girl had raven black hair and a slender build. She looked oddly familiar to me. All of the sudden the, the girl's eyes fluttered open, revealing one of them to be blue and the other violet.
"Mm? Raziel?" she asked in a soft, musical voice.
"Nice to see you're finally awake." the man in the red tabard chuckled.
"I didn't see you up there tearing through layers of neckflesh. All you did was throw a sword! Big whoop!" she snapped.
"Kyria, in case you didn't notice, I was busy trying to keep him from swatting you like a fly." Raziel said.
Kyria? My mother? This was too much. The world began to spin as I noticed that the floor was approaching at an alarming rate. I had fainted.
I was awoken by a sharp kick to the side. I glared up at my father and bared my fangs at him. He only laughed.
"Fiesty little wench, aren't you?"
"You have no idea..." I snarled. He looked amused. He was starting to piss me off...
The girl stood up, casting a shadow over her face with the layers of Black hair, so like my own. I saw the one mar that held a pang of truth to who she was. Over her right eye was a large jagged scar. It looked more red than my own mother's, probably because in this time, it was fresher, but it was there, casting it's own little valley into the alabaster flesh. We circled each other without realizing it at first. The similarities were too much. The haunted, starved look that had made my mom look so much older was not present in this gothic princess.
"And what have we here?" a much more commanding voice sounded in the hall. I whirled around to see an amazingly...green man with silver hair, watching our little "introduction" from high atop a throne. In one of his red, tri-clawed hands, he held the most beautiful weapon I had ever seen. The blade was twisted and curved, making it more for swinging than impalation. The hilt bore what looked like a single vampiric skull. Everyone else in the room fell to one knee in fornt of this man. It could only be Kain...the fear and plauge I had known all my life, but had never seen.
"Another outsider, my lord." Raziel said to the tyrant.
"Outsider?!" I cried, outraged. I stopped short of the other retort that I was going to make. There was no other way that I would be able to find my way home if Kain knew who I really was. I would have to play along.
"And who will vouch for her? I can tell by the look of her that she would be good on the battlefield." Kain stated mildly. Zephon stood, but Raziel cut him off.
"Perhaps she knows the other one. He currently resides on my clanlands. I will vouch." He said, earning a furious look from Zephon.
"By My Lord, our Clan lost many in the battle-" the spider began.
"That YOU started without my consent. Believe me, Zephon, we all know the state that this girl would be in after a single night in your Cathedral. Both her spirit and body would be broken beyond compare." Kain roared. I strongly disliked the fact that they were discussing me like I was not there. But the talk of this other outsider intrigued me.
"My Lord, if my opinion counts for anything, I would very much like to meet this other outsider..." I said, much more bravely than i felt.
"Indeed. Raziel." Kain said dismissively. Raziel beckoned Kyria, who started toward the door behind him. I was smartly pushed forward by my mother and out the door.
"Some things never change..." I muttered.
Yes, that sucked. Please review though. I got off my lazy ass to type this! That's gotta count for something!
Chapter 3
The girl had raven black hair and a slender build. She looked oddly familiar to me. All of the sudden the, the girl's eyes fluttered open, revealing one of them to be blue and the other violet.
"Mm? Raziel?" she asked in a soft, musical voice.
"Nice to see you're finally awake." the man in the red tabard chuckled.
"I didn't see you up there tearing through layers of neckflesh. All you did was throw a sword! Big whoop!" she snapped.
"Kyria, in case you didn't notice, I was busy trying to keep him from swatting you like a fly." Raziel said.
Kyria? My mother? This was too much. The world began to spin as I noticed that the floor was approaching at an alarming rate. I had fainted.
I was awoken by a sharp kick to the side. I glared up at my father and bared my fangs at him. He only laughed.
"Fiesty little wench, aren't you?"
"You have no idea..." I snarled. He looked amused. He was starting to piss me off...
The girl stood up, casting a shadow over her face with the layers of Black hair, so like my own. I saw the one mar that held a pang of truth to who she was. Over her right eye was a large jagged scar. It looked more red than my own mother's, probably because in this time, it was fresher, but it was there, casting it's own little valley into the alabaster flesh. We circled each other without realizing it at first. The similarities were too much. The haunted, starved look that had made my mom look so much older was not present in this gothic princess.
"And what have we here?" a much more commanding voice sounded in the hall. I whirled around to see an amazingly...green man with silver hair, watching our little "introduction" from high atop a throne. In one of his red, tri-clawed hands, he held the most beautiful weapon I had ever seen. The blade was twisted and curved, making it more for swinging than impalation. The hilt bore what looked like a single vampiric skull. Everyone else in the room fell to one knee in fornt of this man. It could only be Kain...the fear and plauge I had known all my life, but had never seen.
"Another outsider, my lord." Raziel said to the tyrant.
"Outsider?!" I cried, outraged. I stopped short of the other retort that I was going to make. There was no other way that I would be able to find my way home if Kain knew who I really was. I would have to play along.
"And who will vouch for her? I can tell by the look of her that she would be good on the battlefield." Kain stated mildly. Zephon stood, but Raziel cut him off.
"Perhaps she knows the other one. He currently resides on my clanlands. I will vouch." He said, earning a furious look from Zephon.
"By My Lord, our Clan lost many in the battle-" the spider began.
"That YOU started without my consent. Believe me, Zephon, we all know the state that this girl would be in after a single night in your Cathedral. Both her spirit and body would be broken beyond compare." Kain roared. I strongly disliked the fact that they were discussing me like I was not there. But the talk of this other outsider intrigued me.
"My Lord, if my opinion counts for anything, I would very much like to meet this other outsider..." I said, much more bravely than i felt.
"Indeed. Raziel." Kain said dismissively. Raziel beckoned Kyria, who started toward the door behind him. I was smartly pushed forward by my mother and out the door.
"Some things never change..." I muttered.
Yes, that sucked. Please review though. I got off my lazy ass to type this! That's gotta count for something!
