Title: Legacy of Kain: Reincarnation
Rating: PG - 13
Authors: Razielim Vampiress and Varyssa
Chapter: 3 out of hopefully no more than 10
Warnings: Language
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: The LoK series belongs to Crystal Dynamics and Eidos. Varyssa and I own nothing but the plot and any original characters we insert into this story.
Summary: Kain and the lieutenants get stuck with their present day reincarnations after four of them find the chronoplast chamber. Zephon accidently gets the six past versions of themselves transported to the year 2005. What weird and strange things will happen before the vampires manage to get back to the past Nosgoth? Find out.
Chapter Three: Vampires, Birthdays, and T.P-ing Houses...Maybe
Ah, the day before Kain's birthday. One of Raziel's least favorite days of the year. Not only was he gonna have to deal with his dad bitching at everyone because he thinks that they got him crappy gifts, but Raziel would also have to deal with Kain bitching about the huge flock of relatives that were coming tommorrow just to see his dad turn 46. But that wasn't so bad because Raziel didn't want them to visit either. Especially his 'Aunt' Faustus. Everytime his transgender relative visited, (s)he always tried to get Raziel to sit near 'her', always tried to get him to let his hair out of the loose ponytail he always wore it in, for some disturbing reason, and always always 'accidently' walked in on Raziel when he was taking a shower! The thought made the nineteen year old shudder, a disgusted grimace on his face.
Yes, the only thing that Kain and Raziel have in common is that they both really, really disliked their relatives. What majorly sucked, though, is that Umah was forcing Raziel to play nice this year and get his father a gift. He didn't know what to get Kain yet, but he was thinking about stealing a lawn gnome or something because no matter what he got his father, Kain would hate it just as much anyway. This year, though, there were a few minor problems. Six to be exact, and those problems are the vampires that were, as of last night, living next door whom Raziel was now going to check on.
Still in his pajamas, he silently opened the basement door and looked for any signs of his family in the hallway before darting out and quickly closing the door behind him. He made it to the kitchen door when he heard his father's voice behind him, "Just where do you think you're going?"
Raziel froze and slowly turned around.
'Shit! How the hell could I forget that he was going to work today?'
Hoping his clever sarcasm could get him out of this one, he replied, "Would you believe me if I said you slept through the weekend and I'm going to school?"
"In your night clothes?"
"It's Pajama Day."
Kain glared at his first born, "Just how stupid do you think I am?"
"Ah, my mistake. I thought you were the one that Dumah inherited his stupidity from. Sorry 'bout that. I'll just be on my way now." Raziel moved to open the door but was yanked back by the collar of his t-shirt.
"The only place you're going is back to your room."
"ACK! Lemme go god dammit!" Raziel managed to choke out as Kain tried to drag his first born back to his room.
"How many times do your mother and I have to tell you to watch your mouth?"
It was too early and Kain had to be at work in thirty minutes. He seriously didn't need this shit. Especially when he woke up only ten minutes ago! He managed to get Raziel halfway across the kitchen before the nineteen year old wiggled out of his shirt and made a run for the door. Throwing it open, he jumped down the steps and sprinted across the front yard, dashing up onto the new 'neighbour's' porch and banged on the door. Upon opening, Raziel rushed in and slammed it shut. "What the hell do you want?" It was Zephon who had opened the door and was currently looking at Raziel as if he were out of his mind.
"I'll tell you as soon as you find me a fuckin' shirt! Do you realize how cold it is outside?"
Zephon smirked, looking the teenager up and down, his cat-like yellow eyes setling on the boy's nipples, "I have a bit of an idea."
"Just find me a shirt! Damn bisexual vampires."
Zephon chuckled quietly and went upstairs to find the goth a new t-shirt. The human shivered and rubbed his hands over his arms, trying to warm himself up a little. Too bad it was just as cold in the house as it was outside, though!
'Don't they know how to work a friggin' thermostat?'
Raziel then took a look around, dimly wondering where the other five vampires were. The coffee table in the living room was missing a leg and overturned, a lamp was shattered on the floor, stuffing from a couch cushion was scattered everywhere, a skateboard was lodged halfway through the wall (how the hell it got there Raziel will never know), the phone was ripped from the wall and to top it all off, a bag of reefer was laying on the couch! He saw what he was looking for though and walked over to the other side of the room and, after playing with it a little bit (it was slightly different from the thermostat in his house), he turned the heater on.
"So that's what it's for?" Raziel looked up to see his vampiric counterpart walking down the stairs behind vampiric Zephon, who tossed him a slightly over-sized, long-sleeved black shirt. "Thank you!" The goth said as he pulled the shirt on and huddled around one of the vents in the floor. The shirt looked a bit odd with the really baggy shorts that he was wearing. Why? Because they were both too big for him! The shorts came down almost three inches below his knees and every five minutes he had to pull them up because they started falling down, and he had to keep pushing the shirt sleeves up because they reached his fingertips. Sometimes, Raziel regretted being as short and tiny as he was. Hell, standing on his tiptoes he barely reached 5'8" and a half! But he didn't care and quickly went back to huddling over the vent. Atleast the clothes were warm and comfortable. That's all he really cared about. Besides, there was one thing about him that wasn't short and tiny at all, and I'm sure you can guess what that is!
He felt a light tap on his shoulder and looked behind him to see vampiric Raziel kneeling down close to him, nearly touching him. The vampire found nothing wrong with being so close to his human counterpart, but the teenager viewed it as a violation of his personal space. He glared lightly at the vampire, "What do you want?"
"You didn't answer me when I asked what that little box on the wall did."
"It's called a thermostat. When you adjust the switch at the top of it you can make either warm or cool air come out of these vents. Feel." The human took the vampire's hand and held it over the vent.
"That feels nice. It's a bit of a shame that we don't have these in Nosgoth."
"Yeah, they're pretty handy, especially in freezing winters and hot summers. You just got to be careful, though, when you set it. If you set it too high or too low you guys could either burn up or freeze. And both would majorly suck, so I wouldn't advise either one."
"Duly noted."
A loud 'HA' was heard behind them and they both looked over to see the fifth lieutenant lounging on the couch, smoking a fattie. "What was the purpose of that?" The goth snarled, thinking that Zephon was laughing at him. "It's not you, human. It's him," Zephon gestured to vampiric Raziel, who was glaring daggers at him, "It'd be a friggin miracle if that bitch would be able to remember how to work that damn thing!" He continued laughing until Raziel, pissed at the fact that his counterpart was being insulted, stalked over to Zephon and jerked the fattie out of his claws, glanced at it, rubbed it out on the couch and tossed it away before looking back at him, "I suppose it's true what they say. Those things really do cause massive loss of brain cells. Atleast now I know why you're not the smartest one of the bunch."
A few hours passed before Raziel thought it safe to go back home, especially after he and Zephon got into a rather heated argument while he was in the middle of teaching him how to use the X-box and play Halo 2. That, and the fifth born had smacked his ass so hard he nearly knocked the human flat on his face. Raziel was sure he would have a nice bruise there to remember him by for the next few days. Before he left, however, Raziel had shown the vampires the basics; what the modern household appliances were and what they did, how to use the computer, not to feed on the neighbors (the very few that he liked, anyway), and many other things. When he finally returned home at around 11 o'clock, his parents were gone and the only other person up was Rahab, who was watching Yu-Gi-Oh! in the living room. "Good morning fellow Anime-lover." Raziel said as he plopped down on the couch beside his younger brother. "Yes I am. Know what?"
"Hmm?"
"The only thing I hate about this show is that the pussies at Kids WB cut a bunch of the good shit out! I've read the Manga, ya know, and I know what really happened!"
"Well, considering the fact that they were my Mangas to begin with..."
Both teens watched the show in silence, only moving during the commercial breaks when they wanted something to eat. By the time the show was over, Raziel had a seemingly-perfect idea.
"You know how I was gonna steal a lawn gnome for dad's present?"
"Yeah, why?" Rahab replied through a mouthfull of sausage/egg/cheese biscuit. Raziel smirked, "I was only going to do that because I wasn't sure what else I was gonna do, but thanks to Joey and Tristan (Yugioh characters, just so you know), I just figured it out. We're gonna T.P. Moebius' house! We'll video tape it and then give the tape to dad as a birthday present. He'd get a real kick out of that considering how much he hates the old ugly fucker."
Rahab stopped in mid-chew to stare at his brother like he was crazy, "Are you insane? You could get in serious trouble for that!"
"How could we get in trouble if we don't get caught?"
"Yo- did you just say we?"
"Yes, we, as in you, me, Zephon, Melchiah and if Dumah and Turel want to help then they can come too."
"They'll never agree to it."
Raziel's smirk grew, "We'll see about that."
Three Hours Later
By 2 o'clock, everyone was awake, with the exception of Dumah, who was sleeping off a hangover. Raziel had finally coaxed Melchiah into joining the act of vandalisim, and Zephon said yes before the words were barely out of the first born's mouth. Turel agreed only to help with the preparation. He clearly said that he would not actually participate, much to Raziel's dissappointment. The goth was kind of hoping to use his younger brother as a fall guy if they did get caught. After Turel said he would help out, Raziel then ran upstairs and into Rahab's room, jumping onto the fourth born's bed, messing up whatever it was that Rahab was drawing in the process, and began bouncing around yelling, 'You suck!' repeatedly until Rahab grabbed him and forced him to sit still, "Now," he sighed deeply, before asking, "Why do I all of a sudden suck?"
"Because I talked everyone into royally fucking up the old bastard's house so that means you have to help!" Raziel grinned.
"I never said that I would help if everyone else agreed."
"Oh come on, Rahab. You're gonna be 17 next month. Live a little!" He was met with Rahab's 'I don't think so' look that he mastered back in fourth grade, "Oh come on!" Raziel said as he pulled on his brother's arm, "Please? Just this once, please?" Raziel pouted, cocked his head to the side and gave Rahab his best puppy dog eyes, a look that he mastered back in Pre-K.
Rahab groaned, "Not the puppy dog pout. Alright fine! I'll help dammit!"
"I knew it!" Raziel then jumped off the bed and had barely made it out the door before Rahab called him back, "Hey!"
Raziel poked his back around the doorway, "What now?"
"Before we do this would you atleast just go to the mall and if you can't find something there, we could do the t.p-ing as a last resort?"
Raziel considered it for a minute. It was a good idea, and a good reason to hang out at the mall. He had his eye on a kick ass jacket at Hot Topic and it would be a good chance to use to buy it, "M'kay. I'll see you when I get back then."
If he didn't find anything at the mall, Raziel decided that everything he would need to trash Moebius's house would be at Ingles, and that was the best and closest place to go on his way home. After swapping his shorts for a pair of jeans and putting on his black sneakers, he grabbed enough spare change for bus-fair and made his way halfway through the living room before hearing someone knock loudly at the kitchen door. Sighing deeply, Raziel turned on his heal and went back to the kitchen, yanking the door open only to be greeted by his best friend, Azrael... as well as his friend's vampiric twin. Raziel could only say one thing,
"Oh shit."
TBC
