Chapter 6

Agree to Disagree

(Hello, so basically I felt these last 2 chapters were weak and got off topic from the series characters story lines; which I originally wanted to stick with throughout the fanfic. With that being said I tweaked with the chapter and replaced some content. Please read and review and thank you for your patience. Long Live Legacy of Kain.)

Last time in "House of Legacy of Kain" …

"I swear for a balance guardian you cause a lot of trouble!"

"That's it, Nupraptor get out!"

"Why me?!"

"I SAID GET OUT!"

A pillow and blanket were thrown out of the bedroom including a very tired and worn out mind guardian.

"But Ariel!"

The door shut and soon after the bedroom light turned off.

Nupraptor got up and dusted himself; meanwhile taking his pillow and blanket grumbling under his breath about the unfairness of it all.

He knocked on several doors: each one revealing an angry expression or tired annoyance. There was only one door left in his wing that he could try, and only Lord could help this outcome.

"Here goes nothing." Nupraptor breathed out and swallowed. With a shaking hand the nervous guardian knocked and waited.

Vorador answered.

"What in the gargoyles ass do you want?" The old vampire frowned and crossed his arms while leaning against the door frame.

"Well uh…"

"Your old lady threw you out didn't she?"

"Not exactly.."

"Look son, I wasn't born yesterday I got big ass ears and I'm not afraid to use them. You opened your big mouth like always and got kicked out."

Knowing he couldn't lie, Nupraptor hung his head in defeat.

"You have to learn to shut up; that's what ear plugs are for. Hell, that's what sex is for."

Oh Lord of course, Vorador would bring that into the conversation.

"Did you know a woman is more agitated when she's not sexually pleased?"

Oh no; here we go.

"Did you know that flies drink wine when they're sexually frustrated?"

Okay this was a bad idea. "Some people smoke after sex."

Nupraptor decided it was time to ship out to the living room sofa. "Others drink beforehand to get dandy faster."

"Okay Vorador thanks a lot…"

Not even paying attention Vorador kept on talking. "I for one like to make myself a nice three meat sandwich afterward..."

Nupraptor skipped the love making speech and decided to head downstairs for the night. He was guessing that he'd have to apologize in the morning for what he'd said to Ariel. As well as every soul that was insulted or left deprived because of their shouting.

The Mind guardian groaned to himself as he saw that the living room was being occupied by William the Just and the Bishop of Meridian. They were searching Netflix on John Kramer's account to celebrate their moving in and new future.

"Lets watch "The Witcher." William looked at the Bishop in surprise.

"You know you're a religious man should you really be watching this, Lord Bishop?"

"Netflix holds no bounds; put it on." Rolling his eyes William searched for the series until he caught a glimpse of Nupraptor looking at them from around the corner.

" Hey Nupraptor what's up?" William threw the remote at Bishop before getting up and approached the Mind guardian before noticing the blanket and pillows in his arms.

"Another argument?"

Nupraptor nodded, "How did you know?"

Taking out his cell phone William showed Nupraptor his screen. "Seer sent out a mass text."

Sighing while reading the message Nupraptor threw himself on the sofa, "Seer called us bitches..."

Bishop snorted, "Well you did keep everybody up, Nutcracker, and your woman has no filter."

"Try not to think about it tonight..."

The Bishop frowned, "Yeah last time you thought too much about something you drove everyone insane."

"My girlfriend died..."

"So?" The Bishop motioned his hands in a "wax on- wax off" motion, "She came back as Caspers cousin and wants to make everyone as miserable as her..."

William interfered, "Alright guys that's enough; let's just watch the show and forget about tonight."

Silently Nupraptor had wished his shock wave of misery had taken out the Bishop, but the fact of the matter held true. Nupraptor agreed, ever since Kain refused the sacrifice Ariel was harder to get along with and more outspoken with everyone. There was a point in time where they were unstoppable. Nowadays he had to keep his mouth shut all day just to make it to night time.

The Mind Guardian decidedly slumped on the floor next to the other two characters and prepared himself for whatever the hell kind of show the Bishop asked for.

(The Next morning)

Surprisingly no one brought up Ariel and Nupraptors little spat from the night before; no one except Mrs. Kramer who reminded them that the walls were not sound proof. Otherwise, every thing was peachy.

Most of everyone was off working, looking for work, sleeping or enjoying the offers of Kramer house.

One of the offers was the kitchen.

At the long brown dining table with over a dozen chairs sat Kain, Raziel, and Magnus; in the kitchen was Janos cooking breakfast.

"Kain, I swear what makes you think that's a good idea?" As usual Kain and Raziel were arguing; but by all accounts Raziel was taking the lead.

"I'm not going to tell Umah she's being ridiculous; I'm just going to say we don't need some buck-toothed virgin with a laminated rejection letter telling us we need to communicate."

Raziel face palmed, "You and her have been going back and forth for years now; don't you think it's time to sheath the sword?"

Kain frowned and glared daggers at his first born, "Oh yes, you're the one to give relationship advice, Raziel."

"I'm just saying, it's bad enough she stole from you; right under your eyes might I add..."

"And she doubted your vision." Magnus added to the conversation.

By the looks of it Kain was fed up. "Oh yes, you two are definitely advice material. The closest thing you have ever bonded with Raziel is your unnecessary loathing with yourself. And Magnus..."

Feeling some sort of guilt and seeing the upset looks of both of his comrades, Kain stopped himself short and got up from the table. "Forget it."

The scion walked away frustrated just as Janos was coming out of the kitchen with large plates of eggs, sausage, and waffles.

"Meat..."

Janos pushed the plate back. "Go clean your hands , Magnus."

Grumbling the mutated vampire got up and did as the ancient asked. After Magnus left Janos turned to Raziel and smacked the back of his head.

"OW, what was that for?!" Raziel hadn't been smacked in years, and the fact that it was coming from Janos Audron was a bigger shock.

"You know how Kain gets when you talk about Umah; it's a sensitive subject."

Sighing, Raziel picked up a waffle and shoved it in his cowl. "Of all the damned things he gets upset about and it's a woman."

Janos picked up a piece of sausage. "It doesn't matter what we think; what matters is that we support his decision. We agree to disagree."

"I never thought of you to just agree for the sake of peace." Raziel looked up to see Magnus return and immediately go for the sausage.

Finishing his sausage Janos shrugged. "I want the best for Kain but he's a man of his own will."

Raziel contemplated the ancients advice before looking up to see Janos leaving. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to a dealership; there's a car I've been wanting to purchase for my private traveling."

Magnus snorted, "What do you need a car for? You have wings."

"Yes, but I don't always want to fly..."

"So you're lazy?" Raziel reached for another waffle and his eyes made him appear to be smirking.

"No, I just want a car Raziel..." A light tint of red showed on Janos' face.

Magnus shook his head, "You know if I saw someone with wings get out of a car it'd piss me off as much as those people that park in the handicap zone over a bad wrist."

"Well, I'm not handicap and I'm not parking in the handicap spaces." Janos could feel his face burning.

"Why don't you get one of those little energy cars?" Raziel's hands motioned an imaginary steering wheel.

"Naw Janos wouldn't fit in one of those" Magnus did a loud snort of laughter, " He need's one of those Shag Wagons; the vans with the carpet inside."

At the very thought of driving one of those horrid vehicles ,Janos shut his eyes patiently and walked away, "I really hate and love both of you."

(Outside)

Elzevire and Rahab are by the fountain in the front yard. Rahab is timing how long Elzevire can be underwater.

Rahab thought Elzevire was bluffing about staying under water for 4 and a half minutes; he had 3 more minutes to go.

Looking up from the stopwatch, Rahab saw Anacrothe walking towards him with a vengeful looking parrot on his shoulder.

"Uh, what's up Captain Hook?" The parrot squawked in return and snapped at Rahab's direction.

Anacrothe flicked the bird in the head, "Don't mind him he hates life; what're you doing out here?"

Looking down at the stopwatch again, Rahab cocked a brow towards Elzevire hanging over the edge of the fountain. "This idiot says he can hold his breath under water for 4 and a half minutes. I challenged him because he's a short human that most likely smokes pot."

"Calling his bluff, are you?"

"Well it's Elzevire the man says one thing you can't help but believe otherwise." Scratching his head, Anacrothe nodded knowing the little man was trouble sometimes.

"He'd make a great leprechaun." Rahab smirked in agreement. "Don't tell him that."

"You should make him stay under water longer." The vampire shook his head amused. "I don't believe he can stay under water even longer than 4 minutes."

"No, it's to motivate him. If he can stay under water longer, he not only proved you wrong, but he's "proven it to himself that he can do anything." Anacrothe crossed his arms in satisfaction.

"Yeah I think you just want this guy dead…"

"Okay maybe, but he's just… so ugly." Slapping his forehead, Rahab tried to keep from laughing. "That shouldn't matter here personally."

Without knowing between the two, Elzevire was shifting himself uncomfortably and trying to tap out at the fountains edge. "Dude, the guy collects dolls and smells like ravioli. Nothing shouts creeper louder than doll collecting."

Elzevire is spazzing at the fountain.

"I didn't disagree with you about Elzevire being a creeper, but the ravioli thing I gotta pass on."

Anacrothe nods but continues regardless, "I'm just saying couldn't he collect something less weird. Like Faustus collects snow globes, Azimuth collects shoes, and I collect plants."

Elzevire is starting to squirm like a headless snake.

"I don't think we should bash him too much I mean, Zephon collects spider socks."

"Well those are cute." Elzevire's continues to tap out until he stops moving, his body twitches. "Are they though, I mean fish are cute, sea urchins are cute, but Elzevire is ugly.'

"Are we back to this again?" The Hylden Lord walks up as the two critics are speaking. "What's up with, Elzevire?"

"What? Rahab turns pale as he suddenly remembers what he was originally doing. "Oh my God…"

Anacrothe remembers as well when he looks back at the doll loving cretin. "Oh, damn you killed him, Rahab."

"I did not; you distracted me!" Rahab looked at the stopwatch. "Oh, dear Neptune he's been here longer than 4 minutes."

The guys panic and Hylden Lord reaches for Elzevire. "Well shit get the guy out…" One look at Elzevire's face and he was putting him back. "Oh, damn never mind."

Anacrothe shook his head. "See, Rahab he has a face only a mother could love."

"You guys are fucked up, talking about him like this while he's dead."

Rahab hid the stopwatch in his pocket. "Well now what?" Anacrothe picked at the scar on his face. "Well we could just do what, Bane would suggest."

"Which is?" Hylden Lord picked a flower and put it on Elzevire. "Letting nature take it's course, maybe a vulture will come and pick this ass-hole up and carry him to Loompa-land; I don't know!"

"Well should we say any last words for him?" Rahab looks down guiltily.

"Nah let's abandon the victim, and we'll come looking later on to see if he's still here."

"Sounds good." The Hylden Lord gave a thumbs up and walked away with Anacrothe. Meanwhile Rahab stayed by the fountain.

"Why couldn't it have been someone else like Moebius, or that guy from the store that asked if I was Merman...?" Sighing Rahab walked away slowly thinking he had blood on his hands. "I'm a bad man."

Seer walks out almost tripping on her gerbil. "Sorry to end it here, but this authoress has finally started to continue writing."

Sebastian can be heard tuning his banjo in the background and then playing a fast tune.

"Are you serious?"

Sebastian gives her a toothy grin. "I thought you would enjoy the beat."

"I lived in the Canyons not the woods...!"Sebastian continues to play as Seer rolls her eyes.

"Thanks for viewing and sticking around; please donate to my cause of finding a therapist to keep from killing Sebastian ." R&R