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Gone.
Her little girl was gone.
"Delila....Where are you?" Lorina sat alone on the cold marble stairs of the Clan holds. She glanced down at her hands in dispair. "I couldn't protect my own baby, What kind of mother am I if I can't protect her?!" She slammed her fists down into the marble steps. As she looked at the newly formed cracks, after running her fingers over the small imperfections, Lorina thought back to when Delila was but a small babe.
Flashback
A crying pierced the cool evening air.
Leaping from her velvet cushions, Lorina rushed up to the crib and picked up the tiny, screaming bundle from within and held it gently against her bosom.
"Hush my little one, everything is alright, I'm here. No need to cry anymore." She whispered softly down to the now whimpering babe in her arms. Cool, comforting air blew across her face as she walked onto the balcony over the lake. Crystal waters ,no longer frozen over with the harsh of winter, reflected the newly risen moon in the sky.
She looked down at the child as she brushed her fingers against the soft cheek in amazement.
'You are already growing up so fast love. What I wouldn't do for you just to stay this way forever.'
And it was true.
Delila was growing into a strong child indeed. Strong, glossy black wings laid under her body, which was beginning to show development of firm muscles. Curly white hair surrounded the slightly chubby face of the child as the wind continued to blow gently.
She smiled into the distance before she heard a whimper and looked down to see Delila, with her ice blue eyes, glancing up at her in curiosity.
"I will always protect you."
Wiping away the tears forming in her eyes she looked out over the horizion.
"I swore to protect you, and I failed. I failed my own child."
A hand squeezed her shoulder and she turned to look up at a solum Janos. He bent down slowly and sat beside her, seeming now so much older than what he was the day before.
"You didn't fail Delila. We all let our guard down when we knew dangers were still out there for her. I didn't think thoroughly, how could I have made such a mistake as to bring her away from the retreat?"
Lorina looked at her husband in surprise. She heard him speak this way to others but never to her. For the first time since she met him, he had truly made her feel like a child compared to him.
As if sensing her thoughts his hand crept over and grasped hers firmly before raising it to his lips and placing a light kiss across the back of it. She watched him before she wrapped her arms around his form. The tears of sorrow slowly falling down her face onto his shirt.
'He blames this all on himself.'
Something hit the top of her head and she tilted her head back and looked in slight shock to see Janos with his eyes tightly shut with blood red tears running down his cheeks. With a sob she buried her tear stricken face into his chest as he held her to him as if she was the only thing left in this world to him.
This was how Vorador had found them. Never in his entire existence had he seen Janos break down. He was supposed to be unbreakable. He clenched his fists at the thought. Delila was his sister. Of course she was extremely younger than he but she was a part of him. He turned away from the scene to walk slowly down the empty corridor, suddenly all the rich colors of the clan tapestries and rugs seemed so much duller. The torches that lit the walkways in a beautiful manner seemed all the darker, knowing Delila was out there and he could do nothing.
'I have never felt this before. I fought the Circle and I wasn't scared then. But now....I feel so powerless to do anything. I let my sire down. I couldn't protect that which is part of me. He took her away from us all.'
The night air had become cold as the sun fell behind the mountain peaks in the distance. The chill seeped in everywhere over the grounds and under the doors. Standing silently by the windowsill he could only hope that Turel could find the spell that would lead them to Delila. They could only hope that they weren't too late.
Breaking his gaze at the now shadowed courtyard he continued his walk down the grand hallway, recalling memories long forgotten to even himself.
Flashback
"Vorador!"
He turned to glance behind him as a ball of red silk flung itself directly into the center of his chest. With a grunt he lifted the young Delila up to his eye level and raised a eye ridge silently as the worn out little girl.
"What were you in such a rush for, Delila?"
She showed him a small fanged smile as she hugged him tightly around his neck before she laid a kiss on his cheek.
"I heard that you were about to leave. I wanted to come bid you farewell."
Vorador chuckled as he looked at his younger sibling. Waves of white hair pulled back into a braid, tied back with a silk red ribbon to match the dress she had put on for dinner. She was still so tiny for a nine year old girl. Sometimes he felt that he would crush her if he hugged her back too hard.
"That is correct Delila. I must be on my way, I have matters I need to attend to." He spoke to her with a smile. She answered with one of her own and nodded her head in agreement to his statement.
"Alright. But promise me that you will be back in time for my birthday in three months."
He let out a short laugh before hugging her gently and setting her down.
"If that is your wish, I will return when it is time for your get together. But for the time being I must bid you farewell little sister."
Watching as a small smile touch her lips before saying "Goodbye brother." He made a promise never to see that smile off her face.
He ran a shaky hand over his weary eyes as he listened to his own heavy footsteps on the chilled stone floor. With a small sigh he glanced into the darkened througn room. Blinking his golden eyes he watched as Kain sat alone in the darkness twisting the Soul Reaver in his hand slowly, but he eyes seemed unfocused as he stared off into the space of the room. Gone was the hardened and rough exterior that was normally present on his face and in it's place sat a completely different man that looked lost to the world. Vorador's ears flattened down slightly in pity as he watched the younger man in his pained gloom.
'He really does care for her. More than he lets on to even himself. There was nothing that could have been done from what I know. But Kain, just how much do you care for my sister?'
He closed his eyes for a moment before walking on down the dimly lit walkway. Had he stayed any longer he might have noticed the shine of the vampire lord's tears in the now high moon.
Kain growled before letting out a earth shaken roar of anguish.
'Delila, come back to us, come back to me!'
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Gone.
Her little girl was gone.
"Delila....Where are you?" Lorina sat alone on the cold marble stairs of the Clan holds. She glanced down at her hands in dispair. "I couldn't protect my own baby, What kind of mother am I if I can't protect her?!" She slammed her fists down into the marble steps. As she looked at the newly formed cracks, after running her fingers over the small imperfections, Lorina thought back to when Delila was but a small babe.
Flashback
A crying pierced the cool evening air.
Leaping from her velvet cushions, Lorina rushed up to the crib and picked up the tiny, screaming bundle from within and held it gently against her bosom.
"Hush my little one, everything is alright, I'm here. No need to cry anymore." She whispered softly down to the now whimpering babe in her arms. Cool, comforting air blew across her face as she walked onto the balcony over the lake. Crystal waters ,no longer frozen over with the harsh of winter, reflected the newly risen moon in the sky.
She looked down at the child as she brushed her fingers against the soft cheek in amazement.
'You are already growing up so fast love. What I wouldn't do for you just to stay this way forever.'
And it was true.
Delila was growing into a strong child indeed. Strong, glossy black wings laid under her body, which was beginning to show development of firm muscles. Curly white hair surrounded the slightly chubby face of the child as the wind continued to blow gently.
She smiled into the distance before she heard a whimper and looked down to see Delila, with her ice blue eyes, glancing up at her in curiosity.
"I will always protect you."
Wiping away the tears forming in her eyes she looked out over the horizion.
"I swore to protect you, and I failed. I failed my own child."
A hand squeezed her shoulder and she turned to look up at a solum Janos. He bent down slowly and sat beside her, seeming now so much older than what he was the day before.
"You didn't fail Delila. We all let our guard down when we knew dangers were still out there for her. I didn't think thoroughly, how could I have made such a mistake as to bring her away from the retreat?"
Lorina looked at her husband in surprise. She heard him speak this way to others but never to her. For the first time since she met him, he had truly made her feel like a child compared to him.
As if sensing her thoughts his hand crept over and grasped hers firmly before raising it to his lips and placing a light kiss across the back of it. She watched him before she wrapped her arms around his form. The tears of sorrow slowly falling down her face onto his shirt.
'He blames this all on himself.'
Something hit the top of her head and she tilted her head back and looked in slight shock to see Janos with his eyes tightly shut with blood red tears running down his cheeks. With a sob she buried her tear stricken face into his chest as he held her to him as if she was the only thing left in this world to him.
This was how Vorador had found them. Never in his entire existence had he seen Janos break down. He was supposed to be unbreakable. He clenched his fists at the thought. Delila was his sister. Of course she was extremely younger than he but she was a part of him. He turned away from the scene to walk slowly down the empty corridor, suddenly all the rich colors of the clan tapestries and rugs seemed so much duller. The torches that lit the walkways in a beautiful manner seemed all the darker, knowing Delila was out there and he could do nothing.
'I have never felt this before. I fought the Circle and I wasn't scared then. But now....I feel so powerless to do anything. I let my sire down. I couldn't protect that which is part of me. He took her away from us all.'
The night air had become cold as the sun fell behind the mountain peaks in the distance. The chill seeped in everywhere over the grounds and under the doors. Standing silently by the windowsill he could only hope that Turel could find the spell that would lead them to Delila. They could only hope that they weren't too late.
Breaking his gaze at the now shadowed courtyard he continued his walk down the grand hallway, recalling memories long forgotten to even himself.
Flashback
"Vorador!"
He turned to glance behind him as a ball of red silk flung itself directly into the center of his chest. With a grunt he lifted the young Delila up to his eye level and raised a eye ridge silently as the worn out little girl.
"What were you in such a rush for, Delila?"
She showed him a small fanged smile as she hugged him tightly around his neck before she laid a kiss on his cheek.
"I heard that you were about to leave. I wanted to come bid you farewell."
Vorador chuckled as he looked at his younger sibling. Waves of white hair pulled back into a braid, tied back with a silk red ribbon to match the dress she had put on for dinner. She was still so tiny for a nine year old girl. Sometimes he felt that he would crush her if he hugged her back too hard.
"That is correct Delila. I must be on my way, I have matters I need to attend to." He spoke to her with a smile. She answered with one of her own and nodded her head in agreement to his statement.
"Alright. But promise me that you will be back in time for my birthday in three months."
He let out a short laugh before hugging her gently and setting her down.
"If that is your wish, I will return when it is time for your get together. But for the time being I must bid you farewell little sister."
Watching as a small smile touch her lips before saying "Goodbye brother." He made a promise never to see that smile off her face.
He ran a shaky hand over his weary eyes as he listened to his own heavy footsteps on the chilled stone floor. With a small sigh he glanced into the darkened througn room. Blinking his golden eyes he watched as Kain sat alone in the darkness twisting the Soul Reaver in his hand slowly, but he eyes seemed unfocused as he stared off into the space of the room. Gone was the hardened and rough exterior that was normally present on his face and in it's place sat a completely different man that looked lost to the world. Vorador's ears flattened down slightly in pity as he watched the younger man in his pained gloom.
'He really does care for her. More than he lets on to even himself. There was nothing that could have been done from what I know. But Kain, just how much do you care for my sister?'
He closed his eyes for a moment before walking on down the dimly lit walkway. Had he stayed any longer he might have noticed the shine of the vampire lord's tears in the now high moon.
Kain growled before letting out a earth shaken roar of anguish.
'Delila, come back to us, come back to me!'
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