Chapter 2: the next………chapter from 1 Heh Heh Heh
Disclaimer, I don't own Kain or any associated trademarks and of the such. (Though Razzy can come over any time Groowl …err as long as it's pre destruction Raz or Sarafan Razzy, Heh he's not so cute with out a jaw).
After his meal Kain continued along the street walking his claws clasped on his sword the Soul Reaver, as it hummed with anticipation of the coming events.
Kain walked slowly down the cobblestone road until he felt a pull, drawing him to a nearby tavern, "The Prophet" Kain read the insignia on the door as he grabbed the handle, turning it and pushing.
"The hell!" and grumbled "damn things stuck"
"Try giving it a bit of a shove" came a voice from inside
"It looks old, you sure it'll hold?" Kain said
"Yeah it'll be fine"
"Alright then" Kain said as he took a few steps back and charged the door
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh………." THUMP "fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK, my god damned head, errrrrr" Kain moaned as he bounced back from the door, hitting the cold stones of the street hard on his ass.
"Oh…. wait the door was locked, Heh sorry, I'll. Just. …unlock that now"
"What!" Kain exclaimed, "You didn't even unlock the door! Christ what are you simple"
"I'm not the one who just threw himself at a door" the voice taunted, now more familiarly,
"Magnus?" Kain
The door open and he heard the hell hound cackle of his greatest assassin, Magnus the Pyrokenetic Vampire who had brought so much destruction upon the Sarafan, and who he himself had had to kill many years before.
"How…did…where…did…" Kain stuttered in disbelief
"What are you the only one allowed to bring himself back?" Magnus beamed
"But…. how, I'm the eldest, I though I was the only one with this gift, besides Raz in a few years of course" Kain questioned the smiling General
"Raz, who's that, well anyway I picked it up from when we fought, as you stood above me and gave me sweet release, I new my loyalties were not over, not then not ever not until you had proved your unworthiness for my loyalties, and with your act of compassion I saw you had only grew more deserving. So I drew the slightest piece of the spectral shift gift that you had inherited from your creator, The Necromancer, and harnessed it in the spectral realm, though an unexpected side effect has occurred" he explained, as his eyes lit Bright Blue and his claws warped like ethereal blades.
"It appears I'm now a" he spoke softly and with a feeling of power he spoke the last work, which to lesser beings would have reduced them to quivering masses "Wraith"
"Shit man, sweet deal eh, so what can ya' do?" Kain spoke, looking up at him and finally getting up off his ass.
"I dunno yet, I think I can like drink blood and souls, I no I'm twice as strong though" he said tearing a piece from the door Kain had had trouble denting with his whole body
"Damn! Now that's cool, but can u do this?"
Kain raised the Reaver above his head and charged it with fire, and charred the door to cinders.
"Fuck Man, that's some cool shit right there, oh, hey I was meaning to ask"
"Yeah, what?"
"Can I have my Gift back, please?"
"Huh, oh immolate yeah sure"
AN: yup dats the end of this chapter ya'll better review or else!
