A Dose of Realism- Rayna
A/N: I like "sucked-into-the-game" fics as much as anyone else. But sometimes...a little realism is a good thing.
Rayna wasn't sure how long she'd been in Nosgoth. She was tired. She was hungry. All she wanted was to go home.
Truth be told, she wasn't even sure how she ended up in her Soul Reaver game to begin with. She'd done her homework and gone to bed...and woke up in the middle of nowhere...on a large rock. Shivering from the cold, she'd stood up and begun to explore.
When she'd seen what was left of the Pillars rising up into the distance, she'd been thrilled. For about five minutes. This was every fangirl's dream, right? To be in the game? The reality of her situation hit her then. She was trapped in an unfamiliar place...she didn't know anyone...there was probably no way for her to get home...so she continued to explore Nosgoth, hoping...praying...begging God to let her awaken from this dream.
She hadn't eaten in four days. Fortunately, much of the water in Nosgoth seemed to be...clean. She wondered how far away the human citadel was from her location. Maybe she'd find a vampire hunter. She'd ask him where to go.
...Rayna never got the chance to find a vampire hunter and ask for help. While she was at a pool, resting, she bent over it to get a drink. Suddenly, a cloven handshot up from the depths and seized her wrist, taking her by surprise. Rayna tumbled into the water, where she struggled against the Rahabim vampire that had been lurking there, but to no avail. She simply wasn't strong enough to get away. Finally giving up, Rayna took a deep breath, inhaling water just as the vampire sank his fangs into her throat...
...turning the pool a light crimson...
