The final chapter
On the inner side of the protective glass were beds with three withered corpses. Or at least they appeared as such. George, Operations and Madeline were alive motionless zombies. Dark gray wrinkled and crumbling skin cowered their skeletons, and their organs withered and shrunk. Hair was falling off them, white like snow, and the gray bones found their way to the surface of the empty skin. Their lips withdraw, and yellow jaws and teeth were sticking out. But despite it all, their eyes were still alive, looking around with sadness. A terrible fate, Kain bestowed upon them.
Michael and Nikita approached. One of the doctors came to them :
" We don't know… They should have bean dead long by now…"
Michael, watched for a while, and than opened his bag, taking out the glass case :
" Give one to each of them. "
" What is it ?"
He just looked at the doctor with his cold gaze, and that was enough. The doctor went to do so.
" Are you sure Michael ?"; Nikita asked :" Without them… we could be free. "
" No one deserves that. "; he said watching the horrid display
" I confess… not even them. "
" It is the right thing to do. "; he said, and then a little later :" We'll find some manner of reward. "
The doctors opened the case, and put the contents to the infusions. For a while nothing happened, but than the three started to move. It seamed as their skin was inflating, and changing color. Hair grew back in to the same hair cuts, and their hearts begun beating. In just a few moments they were restored. They got up, watching at themselves, with a smile of satisfaction shining on their faces. And than they looked at their saviors with a thoughtful look. The only thing Michael and Nikita could do now, is to have faith in their decision.
" Well done. "; Operations said
In the broken tower all five of them were waiting for the next act of the play. Biercof entered, and displayed the data on the main screen. After viewing the reports, Operations spoke:
" Our teams were on the sight of Kain's machine. The explosion was very efficient. Only shreds were found, and some nuclear fuel. Also, all of his posts have bean wiped out in the same method. He covered his tracks well, and disappeared like he never existed… Our health is restored, and a sufficient fond is being withdrawn from the over-site to restore Section as well. At least we have time to do so, now that Kain has cleared away our competition. But we expect them to come again soon… There is one thing that was recovered from the sight. "
He presented a black box. Opening it, he took out the CD labeled " The legacy of Kain " :
" It is sealed with your DNA cod. "
Michael took a needle, and placed a drop of his blood on the DNA scanner. Nikita did the same. Biercof inserted the CD, and started to type something. At first he seamed disturbed, and then said :
" It's a virus. It's spreading too fast, I can't stop it… "
Every screen in Section instantly showed the same picture; Kain sitting behind a desk, in a large letter chair, and in the back was the window that looked at the Eiffel tower and night above Paris. He spoke :
" If you are watching this right now, it means that it's over. One way or the other. This " Note " was made in the last few hovers before my final act. I wanted to… thank you Michael and Nikita, for being the only two humans in the world, I could count on… to the certain end. I only hope that I haven't caused too much trouble (he- he). If my three heads are watching this, they should know, that there are some things in this world that they can't control. Some powers shall stay forever beyond you, looking down at your maze, your plans and plots. Take comfort in the fact that it is for the best. As for me… I, of course, hope that everything worked out fine for me, for your sake. Things would get very ugly, if I am not home right now… "; he turned towards the window and beheld the Eiffel tower :" Truly fascinating… your creativity. Hold on to it. It may yet be your salvation for the future ahead. Take care you two, and; Good night. "; the screens went back as they were
" It backed away. "; Biercof said :" The systems are back to normal. "
" Well "; Operations said :" You were to be… canceled ?"
" …you were to be left rotting ?"; Nikita added
" Now that it's all over, you'll need us. "; Michael pointed out
" Your status is returned. You are off the cancellation list. And you've deserved some rest… let's say two weeks. "
They turned to go
" The disc ?"; Madeline asked.
Nikita came and took it in her hand. She watched it for a while, and then left it back on the table :
" File it. "
With this short phrase, they left.
It was nightfall. The sky was clear and filled with stars above Dublin, and the air fresh and chilled like it can be only after the storm. They sat on a clearing, embraced, looking up, gazing at the universe now opened differently and new. Nikita broke the silence :
" So we're right back where we started. "
" That's not truth. "; Michael answered :" We're…wiser now. "
" There is life beyond the stars, and death "; she said sarcastically, but with certain amount of amusement :" It sure gives hope in the great order of things. "
" Don't despair Nikita. We still have each other. "
She looked at him, and he placed his palm on her cheek. She took it and a taught came trough her eyes :
" Do you think… he made it ?"
" Yes… "; a woman's voice came behind them :" They both did. "
They turned suddenly and saw a woman in a white doctor's coat and glasses. She had a long gray hair strapped in a tail that was falling over her back and a warm smile that shined on her face. Michael recognized her :
" You… you held the chopper steady. "
" Are you a vampire to ? Your master left you behind ?"; Nikita asked annoyed that the whole thing isn't over
The woman dropped her eyes innocently :
" I am a vampire, but I am no creation of Kain's, nor do you need to fear me, for I don't need blood to survive any more. "; she came closer :" Thanks to joined efforts of Raziel and Kain, my world is healed, and the curse of blood thirst is lifted from my kind. From that world I came, trough space and time, and for thirty years I waited their arrival, so I could prepare them for what lies ahead. And now my duty is done thanks to you. "
" Maybe you should sit down… "; Nikita said, with distrust in her current mental stability. The woman smiled back at her :
" You have proven your self worthy… Behold !"
Blue light started to emanate from her skin and she was raised up, hovering before them. Her white coat changed to a priest like robe decorated with black collar and golden strips that fell to the ground, her hands became three fingered, her skin became blue, and she became a he. Big black feathery wings broke out of his back and reached to the stars above. This dark blue angel stretched himself and glided back down on the ground :
" Ahh… it was thirty years since I last stretched my wings… "; he than looked at them :" Don't be afraid. My intention is not to harm you. "
" Than… what is your intention ?"
" It was my guise of Raziel's former love, Sharon that made him realize that vengeance won't give him the peace he desires, and it was your selfless devotion to each other that made Kain realize that no life is worthless, especially not human's. "; he kneeled :" For this I thank you. "; he bowed before them and his wings laid on the grass
They were surprised, to say the least. No one ever thanked them before for something they did. This was practically the first time they've got thanks for their hard work, and they could get used to it.
" Well… you are welcome… I'm sorry that you got stranded here, now that device is destroyed. "
Yanoss laughed :
" It is truth that the technology Kain mustered could provide for my needs, but a spark of fate in the right place can serve just as well. "
He spread his wings and rose him self in the air. Extending his blue arms, he summoned the stars to form a ring of rotating symbols that opened the portal to the beautiful green land bathed in sunset. White marble columns rose from the ground and into the sky, far beyond their sight. Yanoss Landed back before them, and Michael noticed :
" You could have sent them back at any time ?"
" Than they wouldn't learn anything. "; he said amused, and continued in a most honored tone :" As a reword for your virtue, I offer you to return to Nosgoth with me. It is a world of difference, but as you can see, not without its beauty, and you would be treated with all the honors you are entitled to. "
" Will, Kain and Raziel be there ?"; Nikita asked
Yanoss smiled :
" I doubt you'll be able to recognize them… Will you accept my offer ? I won't be offended should you decline. "
Michael looked at Nikita. They watched each others eyes, and than he answered back :
" Our lives are here. "
" Than live them well. And, always remember what power it was that made the beast see trough his rage. Never forget where true power resides. Fear well. "
With few waves of his mighty wings, he flied trough the portal and waved back to them before it closed behind him. And Nikita and Michael… Their future begun with the next kiss they shared.
A yellow and orange cloud appeared above the black and white marbled floor. It was flashing and fizzling, and when it was gone Kain's tormented body landed on the center. He was on his back, barely moving, and still alive. Drops of rain started to fall from the evening sky:
" Great…all I needed…"; he lost his consciousness.
A hooded figure approached in a long gray robe. It placed his hand on Kain's forehead, and after a few moments, waved above him, making an energy shield that protected them from rain :
" So…you have finally returned to us, lord Kain…";
He took the hooded robe off and placed it over Kain's body. Huge ears, razor sharp yellow eyes, and green skin emerged. Vorador lifted him in his arms :
"…my old friend…"
Long straight shadows of white pillars, cowered his trail, and the ancient vampire entered deeper in the darkness of the woods…
Kain ended up two hundred years before Raziel's point. Under Vorador's care he swiftly gained back his powers, and used the time streaming chamber to catch up with him, but that's another story…
The end