NationStates Jolt Archive

(OOC This is a private rp, comments are welcome however. I do not like this begining post, and I will proberbly edit it later on when I have the time. This is only for those invited, perhaps more will be invited as those involved would be partaking in this.)


Sunlight trickled in through the stained glass windows, which sun danced upon Sonia's sleeping form. Her bed was large, with a great velvet blanket which had many sahdes of purple within it, it shimmered with every movement. The sun warmed her face, and made her hair look healthy and full of life. Her slumber continued on, Kain knew that Sonia would dream of past memories. Ones of happiness, ones of her most joyous moments. Kain knew, he had the spell cast upon him in the past.

She breathed gently within the glass room, as was the typical design of Kain's rooms within his mansion. The glass was beautiful...almost unbreakable and coloured depending on the role of the room. The room was spheircal in design, and had no ceiling. It seemed open, without a ceiling, revealing the morning sky, in all of it's light blue glory with whisps of white cloud. The bed was in the center of the room, there were no other peiece of furniture in the room. Currently, the glass around this room was a warm blue colour, with one massive wall with a image upon it's glass surface.


It depicted a great angel flying upon a field of grass and a few farmers, blessing the land. She held within her hand a contradictary weapons, a great sword of light and hope beaming up it's hopeful rays, and a sythe of death within her right slender hand. She had great, beautiful hair, brown with long curls. Her eyes seemed alive, as if she would swoop right out of the picture to grab you. Her wings breamed with thier own light, so perfect were they.

The image told a story.

Kain leaned against one of the glass walls. Sunlight poured gently in form all directions, it was not glaring, but it provided warmth throughout the rooms. The room held a door, to which Kain was near. A plain glass door, which held thousands of runes upon, and a crystal upon it. Kain's hair seemed like shimmering silver in the sunlight, it was most stunning.

Kain had to teach her, teach this vampire hunter about them. About the prey they hunted.

Kain wanted her to sleep....but he knew that she could sleep forever like that. Kain whispered from one side of the room gently,

"Wake up. Wake up Sonia." He said softly, as though he was waking a small child.

Sonia found herself indented in a soft bed, with velvet soothing her skin. She sighed and opened her eyes, slowly. She looked up. Hmmm. Must still be dreaming. She closed her eyes again. Was it all dream. Must have been, her kind would never want to be a vampire. They were her enemies.

A image of a man came before her eyes. It froze there for a moment and disappeared. Who was that? Her heart ached to see him again. She shook her head and sat up. Her hair warm from the light that beamed in on her body. She ran her thin pale fingers through her hair. It was a mass of dark brown curls that fell onto the pillow. Well, it will be hard to get these snarls out. Great. She pushed the blankets off of her body. She wore a thin creamy peach colour gown. It had two strings to hold it up and it went half way above her knees. She ran her fingertips over the sleeping gown and sent shivers up her arms. She had never felt anything so smooth. She ran the palm of her hands up and down her arms to create friction to calm down her reflexes. She stepped out of the bed.

She walked up to the wall, which was glass to her surprise. She was no longer cold because the sunlight warmed her exterior. Interesting place. This must be a dream. She keep reassuring herself. She wasn't sure if she could handle the dream if it was true. She walked with determination up to the glass wall. She saw her reflection and it scared her.

Her face had never been this white before. Normally, her skin was an creamy ivory colour. Her hair was flat on the top where she must have been sweating. No doubt, from a fight she had. Things were starting to sink in. Then it hit her like a semi-truck. Her neck mostly unflawed for the two angry red marks with dried blood on them. Her fingers shakely went up and touched them, a dull pain occured when she did this. Tears rolled down her face. Clear as the sky when she woke up. She still didn't want to believe what had happpened. She reached forward to touch her reflection. Once her fingers made contact with the glass her image disappeared and she saw another image.

This was of the man. He was smiling, a sort of Mona Lisa smile. She recognized him and felt comfort. She spun around the room searching for a door and didn't see one. All she saw was other rooms tucked closely to her. She came back to where she saw Kain. She pounded on the wall. She couldn't find her voice, but mouthed come here and let me out. Help me. She slide down to her knees and waited for him. She never let go of her sight on him and her connection with his eyesight.

Kain faded from her view and reappeared by her in a pillar of mist. Kain's form was summoned to her side, and Kain retained that gentle calm smile. His face was like marble stone, perfectly chistled into that face of his. Two brown eyes were locked into that statue, forged from something darker than she had ever seen. They held great oceans of emotion, a ocean which was frozen for the moment....

"Hello. Forgive my rudeness....please forgive me..." Kain apologied softly, he offered no other explaination. He had no other excuse for his actions, in reality he was composing himself, conditioning himself so that he remained on task.

He looked her. He saw that wonderful body of hers, that fine and vibrant mass of brown curls which remained in a state of civil war. She looked pale, frightened Kain thought in realisation. He suddenly felt the urge to apologise for his monstrous appearance, but he held himself back as rationality kicked in.

Kain remained silent, smiling still a little. He was lost for words for some reason. He had never been in this kind of situation before, and he felt slightly awkaud for some reason. it was not like him at all. Kain soon formed the words to which were appropriate, other words in a mish mash of nonsense in his mind. No, remain to the point Kain corrected himself.

"Do you remember.....what you asked me to do?" Kain said softly, and sat himself down upon a chair. Wait a minute Sonia thought, there was no chair there before! It was as though it suddenly appeared form nowhere....as if it was alaway in the corner of your eye and every time you turned, it was not there, but remained in the corner of your eye.

The chair Kain sat on was a deep red wood, one which looked old. Upon it's surface were engravings of mythological creatures, most noticibly cleverly crafted dragons upon the chair legs, and a great griffon upon the back of the seat. It was wonderous, and almost begged you to reach out and touch it's wooden surface.

The sunlight from all around them brightened Kain's features, and made his white hair which was tied at the back seem like silver. His green leathery skin lost it's harsh apperance, and seemed less monsterous if sucha thing was possible. Kain wrapped his two cloven hands around the other, each hand and foot having three cloven talons upon them.

In Kain's smile was a reminder of what he was, a vampire. Those two white fangs which revealed themselves for only a few seconds when he spoke.

Kain awaited the responce while looking at this woman. He was most intreged for reasons he could not phathom.

She had grown accustomed to his look. She assumed many were frightened of him, she was merely in awe of him. She sat down next to him, but she rested on the bed. Softly, "I remember what I asked. I just do not remember what you said in return."

She looked deeply into his brown eyes. She searched for inner feelings and found she could not see any. Her gift came and went. Sometimes it was blocked. Why did he choose to block his.

Her mind floated back to that night. She was exhausted and hurt. She asked him to do something a hunter would never do. Something so against their nature. But wasn't this against his nature also. I am sure he did sire many before her, but one of her kind. She did hunt his kind, why help her.

She spoke clear and loud, "If you are to help me, why? We are immortal enemies. We will always be. So, why does your mind falter and choose to help me?" Her eyes turned a dark green, but almost black. As if someone was looking at a large forest of evergreens. The sun struck her eyes, but there was no sparkle, it was absorbed.

"Why?"

Tag... wow, a spinoff. I like this a lot.

Driretlen will watch.

Tag: will keep a watch on this too, maybe will introduce Maximus into this sometime, considering how the mansion is located in Tarlachia....Kain, just let me know if you want me to jump in at a particular time...

Kain remained smiling, as if he was expecting the fatalistic attitude of her. It was human nature some might say, but Kain did not know. He had never been a real human. He had been a Psi in his short mortal years, an offshoot and evolution of humans with greater magical and phychic abilties. A race which he had ruled....

He remained looking at her for long seconds, absorbing her, as thought tasting her appearance like a fine wine with his eyes...enjoying every flavor and texture. He remained intoxicated by those eyes of hers as they changed, he returned thier gaze for what it seemed as an eternity, responding with his brown eyes. Yet his brown eyes did not show a flicker of emotion....no movement within the frozen seas.

The green skinned vampire eventually spoke, he knew the words. He had spoken words like this at many events where he spoke out against the prejudice of vampires, indeed it had cost him much to do so. He was an unshakable pillar in his beliefs, even agonising torture from the Inquisitors did not make his spirit falter. It did however give him some bitterness towards the Inquisitors however....but Kain soon discovered the root of thier prejudice.....

He spoke in the same calm and soothing voice, not a patronising one, nor an agressive one. Sonia felt very strange when he spoke, as if she was the only one in existance, that she had his full attention all of the time and that Kain was some fountain of never-ending wisdom.

Having a demonic mentor grants one certain......attributes over time.

"You assume that vampires and mortals will be constant enemies, that the balance between hunter and prey will remain in constant struggle, the two groups of beings never relenting thier suicidal and destructive tendancies. I will give you a flawed example. It is flawed as I cannot bring in the numerous possibilities which would come to pass, but you will understand somewhat of what I have experianced." Kain said slowly. He paused a few more seconds, gauging her responce.

He continued.

"Let us start from a basic poit of view. One of an example of natures doing. Say.....a lion and a wild antalope." Kain said quielty, and got up from his seat. As he spoke later, the chair faded form view just as it appeared, as if it were never there.

Kain stood before Sonia, and held out both of his cloven hands open to his sides. He spoke three words of the spidary langauge of magic, which reverbarated softly throughout the room.

"Isethith languish zooithikaran...." He whispered, yet the words seemed to fill Sonia with warmth, and a sensation of all of her hairs standing on end due to the energies created here, she could feel as though she was in the center of a whirlwind of power.

Before Kain, one both sides came two animals, in lifesize and seeing as real as they would in reality. They held intellegence in thier eyes, and were completely realisitic, apart from thier behavour. They seemed tamed, and walked to Kain's side.

He summoned the lion to his right, and the wild anatlope to his left. They both looked up to him attentively. Kain stoked both for a few moments, giving them the attention they wanted. He continued with his lesson.

"The lion. The anatalope. Both creatures within a delicate balance of nature. The lion hunts the numerous antalope, the lion feeds. The antalope flees many times, due to thier number many are kept alive, only one or two die due to the lions appittite. Can we agree that there is a balance here? The lion feeds when it needs to upon the numerous game, the antalope numbers are kept down yet thier numbers do not diminish to an extend that thier entire existance is not jepordised yes?"Kain said, looking for something as easy as a nod.

"Now....to add a new spin upon this." Kain said, walking around Sonia very slowly. The two animals ept thier places and sat down, but still looked towards Kain with their eyes.

"Add a possibility that the lion does not have to eat the antalope. Suppose, that the lion could only sustain themselves with the antalopes help, and keep the antalope alive in the process. Of course let us take out that the population of both species must remain in balance, you see, this is why the example is flawed because in anture balance must be maintained, and it is not so simple as that when you are dealing with people." Kain said in explaination.

"What would stop the lion, from not eating the antalope? Could the two species work together somehow? Both using thier own abilities to help the other, while not remaining in compition for the same food source? A symboisis as it were, through will and control?" Kain finished, and the two animals departed.

"Of course, this example is deeply flawed. I am sure you can work out why it is not so easy to perform such a monumental action such as this. I will tell you why I help you later on....although I am sure you can work that one out too." Kain said, finishing. He awaited her responce. Kain was only offering ideals, and only a glimmer at the moment. This obviously would not convince her, because real life is not so black and white.

Sonia focused all of her attention on Kain, it did not take much for her whole body craved his words. All of her senses took in his story and mixed it around. She understood, but did not. Memories floated back, memories she tucked back into the dark corners of her mind. She turned away from Kain.

Not focusing on anything might help. "I understand your story, Kain. Yet, you must realize humans are a bit more complex creatures than animals are. We have many different layers. We have different reasons. Different things that motivate us."

The screaming increased. She could barely handle it. They haunted her wherever she went. The night came back so vivid, as if she was there again. There was nothing she could have done, why do they continue to do this. She killed so many for them, you would think they would be happy by now. No, they wanted the one who killed them. She had no idea who that was. She was so young and her memory cannot make up something she did not see. The vampire was in black shadow, how woud she know. Would becomming a vampire help or becomming what killed her family make things worse.

She had no idea she was crying until she felt the cold liquid splash against her bare thigh.

Continueing not to look at Kain she asked, "And how would my becomming a vampire help with the balance?"

"I know that. This is why this example is flawed. I know that humans have many layers, personalities, motivations, hopes, dreams, fears and loves. Just as vampires do." he said softly in return, but then noticed her tears. He frowned.

Kain looked concerned about her, why was she crying? Kain considered for a moent entering her thoughts, but he recoiled from it. He thought it would be wrong, one's thoughts should not be read unless it was absolutely nessicery. He abandoned his lesson for the time being and got on one knee to look at her face, and asked with concerned,

"What is the matter? Are you alright?" Kain said softly, wanting to look at her and see the problem, and take it away from her. He wanted to understand her, why she was the way she was.

Sonia looked into his eyes. She felt as if she was falling into his soft brown eyes and she didn't care.

"You can help me, by answering my question?" Maybe that could stop the screams if she was dead to the world.

Kain sighed. He nodded slowly and breathed out. He spoke softer, his words seeming to intwine within her soul, become part of her mind and being. Kain paused for his own reasons, involentry, as these words he had not practiced before, he said them rarely.

"I...I do not claim that I know the equilibrum between humans and vampires....I...I will be honest. I do not wish to sire you. I have sired another one....and I have paid for it dearly, you see I was too young. I still am. Not saying that you should not be a vampire....but the choice is extremely great....one....one which must not be taken lightly. Not at all. I simply mean that there can be balance between vampires and humans with the correct attitude from both sides.....the correct look upon the siutation. Currently...." Kain sighed in knowing the situation far too well.

"Currently vampires and humans participate in a never ending circle of hatred and suicide. Revolving constantly, feeding on death.....hatred....dispair....grudges.....prejudice. Killing humans and vampires mercilessly and like animals on both sides. I do not defend vampires for what they have done, nor do I defend yours. I understand why they have.....have done all of thier actions. I have studied it for some time. I know that if someone does not take a stand, we are just goign to constantly cause more pain and hatred throughout both sides, when I know that people do not deserve this. Vampires do not deserve to be hunted like animals simly beccause they are what they are, and neither should humans be hunted like game for thier life blood. There....there are alternatives. I am proud to say I have never killed, but my circumstances are rather different...." Kain trailed off in thought, his borw furrowed.

Sonia looked into his eyes, but not entirely looking into them. She needed to build up a wall, but it would just crumble before her eyes. Everytime she tried it always failed. Nothing she had tried so far had sent those screams away. Could this lead those voices away, betrayel. She needed to stay under control.

She blinked, "You won't sire me? Then who? I need to do this. I have no options left. What else can I do? There is nothing left." Her voice trailed off.

"I thought it would go away with time. Oh no. It didn't. They stay and they weren't going to leave. They were feeding off me and my emotion. They feed off every kill. My kills were, I felt, justice. A vampire killed my family when I was young and I live with that everyday of my life. As if I was meant to be killed or worse to be one of them. The vampire kept asking of me and I stayed hidden." She stopped and paused. "Maybe if I would have come out then I could have saved my family and this grief would not be here. No, I think he would have killed them after he got me. I am a hunter since the day I saw them die. I vowed to kill every vampire I saw for them until I got the one. I failed them already. I couldn't kill you."

Why couldn't she kill him? She was strong enough. She was trained by the best, fought with the best, and killed some of the best vampires known to mankind. Why did she stop? Why did she want to be one of them, at this moment?

"So, what do I do now?" She placed her soft pale hand on his green arm and looked back into his eyes.

Tag! This is some good reading, seriously good stuff, and Shado's ears and eyes are always open! Keep it up, and may the moon forever light your paths! :P

Kain was expecting something like this. An onrush of raw emoiton of the past, a past which was locked away. It simply came gushing out now form her, as if the damn had crumbled away, all of her barriers gone.

So this was why she hunted. This was the most common cause of this genocidal hatred of vampires. And humans from the vampire camp.

Kain smiled a conforting smile, one of a parent who smiled because thier child was safe, and that smile could banish that shadows of the nightmares so simply and totally. His eyes looked into hers, and the oceans began to move inside his own. Kain knew it was happening, and he was afraid of what they might do to her....this visions that she would see that he saw all the time in her.

He brushed her hair back with one gentle hand, so that he could see her face. Her hand was warm...or perhaps it was him being cold? Kain was indeed, cold to the touch. His leathery skin seemed colder than it should be, but he was a vampire? What could she expect? Yet....he was not. He had transgressed what he was.....horribly....

"I think that if you had gone out.....you would have died with them. Or worse......Your family I am sure would not have wanted you to die that pointless and futile death, however noble and selfless the action was. You have not failed them. Not at all. You have made them proud I feel. To kill vampires in the way that your family died....prey....would be hypocritical....to grant that same death and pain to those vampires. Vampires have thier own brothers....sisters....sons...." Kain paused for a fraction of a second, swallowing back the lump in his throat.

"Daughters. Loves....and when...when we lose one, when the night is filled with hatred and prejudice, when we lose that smiling face which kept us company over the countless time which is eternity, an eternity I have barely embraced.....when that love is robbed so cruelly by these "rightous" hunters....how can you tell us that is justice? An eye for an eye? How can this....this be justice? This is intense cruelity." Kain said rather sternly, yet his voice kept low. His voice was hardly accusing, just informative.

"But you. You faltered in this hatred. You saw humanity, which many hunters in thier quest to save humans....become the animals they demonise us to be....and many vampires are this demonised picture.....the beast I have found....have more humanity sometimes. Guilt lies within both sides....but it has to stop. It has to stop. To not, would be a lie to those who we loved......who died.....It is extremely hard I know......I know......" Kain said and patted her hand. He hoped that she would understand somehow....and he knew it would be hard. It was for him..it still was....

Kain seemed to remember his own past. Sonia could tell that he had lost many cruelly this way, that if anyone could tell of this hatred and prejudice....it was him. A single tear came from Kain's eye, and it was hot with emotion. It fell down unto the floor, and made a small splash which Kain heard accutely with his hearing.

"We would simply cause this pain upon others.....making the entire cirle revolve bitterly again......you see now? You see why....why I am the way I am? Why I refuse to allow this to happen? But......but this is not the reason I do not sire you....." Kain said softly. His eyes....his eyes were changing. The great whirlpools of Kain's brown eyes were moving about again, and Sonia....she was entranced by them. Yet she began to feel fearful when she looked into them....as if she would be sucked in and never return again....

And there was something terrible at the center......

(mmmmm....Nice. Definite tag Kain on this one.)

(OOC Thanks veryone for comments. this is going to be the last event with the old Kain, so I wanted it to be really good and character devolping. And plus, my rping has been rather crappy earlier, and I wanted to improve. I think this is a product of seeing Amanda's fantastic writing and depth, it has inspired me to put more effort into my posts. Thanks Rave + co.)

OOC: Nah, Kain you are an excellent writer and was this way before you had any contact with me. Silly goose, don't be so modest. I am merely another one to help enhance your writing, not the other way around.

IC: Sonia had heard a song before and now it made even more sense than any time before. "There is something inside me that pulls beneath the surface...my walls are closing in...crawling in my skin these wounds won't heal...fear is how I fall...confusing what is real...its haunting how I can't seem to find myself again...I've felt this way before...so insecure...confusing what is real..." She was being drawn in closer to something. She wanted it, but was scared. She was scared of what not to expect, she always was grounded on that she didn't need to know what was going to happen and excel from that. Now, she was scared, she was regressing to when she was five.

She took a deep breath and pulled herself back. "I understand what you say, Kain. Yet, my reasons were also for survival and yes "eye for an eye" justice is long past us. I still see nothing wrong with what I did. You may not know what internally goes on with me. I can't get them to stop. They won't stop." She started to laugh hysterically, her body shaking with the laughter. She stopped from exhaustion. She took several minutes to regain her composure. "I don't even know who I am without them. Sometimes I wish I was numb and had no feelings at all. I have thought of what it would be like with them gone and all silent and I am afraid I am noone without them. I grew up with them and they are apart of me. It is not that I am just killing for them, but me."

Images of her family and the vampires she killed intertwined with each other and now she didn't know which one from the other. She raised her hands over her eyes and scratched. "I can't get rid of the images. They haunt me. Even I have no rest. My dreams are tainted..." in a low cryptic voice, "blood is pouring and it won't end."

Sonia opened her eyes. "It won't end. It can't. It is a viscous circle. We all know that circles can't be broken or stopped. I have tried everything, but that."

Her eyes widened and turned from the forest green to a clear hazel with specks of green in them. "I tried to go deep. Deep within, but you stopped me. Let me go to oblivion. It calls me. I need to go now." Her voice rose with each word and was frantic. "How could you know how I feel? Let me find out and you can find out..." She trailed away and was silent. Her inner self was never silent, but she could always hide it with her calmness. She smiled. A smile that could win anything she wanted. It was known to brighten the room and everyone's heart. A smile that had interior motives. A smile that seduced. A smile that was true and false at the same time.

Kain's eyes closed in his own inner pain. He had to ignore what he faced for her at the moment. Little did she know what he saw in her physical form...he felt repulsion when she touched him, not her fault of course. The curse which had been laid down upon him, his vision only saw....

She began to laugh. A high, shrill high pitched laugh which chilling Kain. What was wrong with me? I have faced horrors upon differently plains of existences, fought demons and seen their foul touch upon his land. And now, he was becoming disturbed by this woman laughing hysterically. Or perhaps it was not that....perhaps it was something else which filled him with fear....

For once, the enlightenment coming from his demon companion was welcomed without bitterness or cynicism. It spoke plainly to Kain, barely a whisper and only to Kain.

The beast inside is far worse than any beast outside, the weapons which you need to fight them are intangible and that fills you with fear. You do not know how to fight those shadows.

"I....I can only dampen the effect of these vision....I cannot totally remove them. Such a thing is beyond my ability...and I feel that these dreams are going to have to be something you face within yourself....something buried that you need to confront....perhaps this is the first step. But do not mock me in thinking that I do not know how you feel....I know better that you would imagine! Those same visions......" Kain trailed off....she smiled at that point.

That smile he had seen before....her smile! Kain felt sick at the joke being played upon him, he almost wanted to retch from it. He opened his mouth in a growing abject terror of what might come to pass. Vision passed through his mind, of Daniella. When she was dying, the two faces were merging, becoming indistinguishable. Kain pulled his hand away from hers...

So many emotions whirled within Kain's mind, this was not what he had expected at all! This was insane! This was absolute madness! His mind was completely confused, and Kain pushed himself away from Sonia. He fell upon the floor upon his back clumsily.

"No! You....don't. Please for your own sakes........I had to endure that twice now, each more vivid that the last! You would seem my entire life!" Kain choked out, he was upon the floor from pushing himself away, was upon his back, scrabbling away. He looked terrified, his eyes widened with the memories. And there.....Sonia saw it. And Kain knew she did, it was obvious. That moment of a glimpse into his world, where death is forever entwined within the world of the living, in physical form!

Sonia saw.....saw her own reflection. Only she was....

"Dead I know! Do not look!" Kain said to her, begging her not to gaze into his eyes, but the vortex was in motion, it was inescapable now, she was being pulled in, see whirled into those eyes and felt raw fear at her own reflection.

She saw death. Herself....rotten.....a corpse, which moved in her timing, which was constantly flaking away, darker figures around her snickering and laughing at her. Laughing at both of them, as if mortality was some cruel joke. Kain only saw the mortal dying, he was offered some respite from the sight when he saw the immortal.

Kain turned his head, trying to save her that sight. He looked towards that great picture, the one of the angel flying upon the field. But it brought him the same dull pain within his soul as it always did. He hoped she had not seen against all rationality.....but he knew deep down she had. She had seen what he saw in every mortal, constantly. He could suppress it with his own will, banishing the shadows in his never-ending nightmare with his strength of will....but sometimes it got far, far too much for him to bear. Hence....he preferred solitude or the company of vampires, from this living graveyard!

"I am sorry....I never intended for that....forgive me...." Kain said apologetically, his own eyes filled with tears as he lied down beside that image upon that glass, not looked at Sonia for her own sake.

(OOC For an idea what Kain is experiancing, click here. Slightly disturbing for younger readers. http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/ghostwalk_gallery/88566_620_86.jpg Oh and thank you Amanda, that means quite a bit to me.)

Sonia gasped at her own reflection, or that of what Kain saw her as. She fumbled with the words, but finally they came out, “You see me like that.” She went within herself. The dark shadows engulfing her. She was no longer herself, but her family, her parents and her brother. She looked at them and their faces contorted with hatred and anger and evil.

“I am the demon. The demon is I. All this time I thought I was fighting for them, but in turn I was fighting myself. So much hatred balled up.” The faces of her family glared at her and spit blood upon her face. They screamed and hissed at her. “You are nothing without us. We made you who you are today. You are feared among many vampires, which really is us.” Shaking uncontrollable, a battle being fought within herself, she yelled back at them. “But you could be nothing without me.”
They laughed, “You are just a vessel for us. We could find anyone else.”
“Really, then why don’t you find someone else? Leave me in peace.”
“Now, now, that wouldn’t be any fun. We thrive on fear and creating it.”

Sonia fell to her knees. She made the sign of the cross and sighed. There were little twitches that ran through her muscles. Her body shook as if she was having seizures. They do need me. They have no other attachment to this world if I am not here. As she thought this, her body was thrown against the glass walls. They screamed in her mind, “CHILD YOU ARE NOTHING WITHOUT US.” She yelled back, “AND YOU ARE NOTHING WITHOUT ME.”

Hmmm. She thought, if Kain can make things appear, maybe I can. She thought of a sword, long, metallic, and deadly sharp. It appeared on the bed. Her image now was perfect sword. She reached for it and pricked her finger on the tip. Not just an image, a real one. She looked over at Kain and smiled again. The angels wouldn’t have smiled sweeter than she did at that moment. “Thank you, Kain, for everything. Now, I realize what I must do.” She paused, there was something she wanted to do, but she hesitated. “Maybe in some other life will things work out for both of us. Kain, you and I are very much alike.” She couldn’t bear to say anything more. She knew Kain would understand what she meant by it. She took the sword with all her strength. With an upward thrust she cut right into her stomach. It went through her body and went out the other end. Her eyes still open and she was still bleeding, but her dress and skin was saturated with her blood and sweat. Her smile remained and she looked into his eyes. Softly she spoke, “Again you have the choice. I leave it with you. Do you really want to see me die?” Her hands were placed around the sword and she ripped it out, she placed it at his feet. Her smile never faded.

Kain watched the entire battle within Sonia unferl, still watching from his own position upon the floor. He got up slowly, getting up for her skaes. He was about to say some words to help her....when she picked up that blade. She carried on smiling at him...

“Thank you, Kain, for everything. Now, I realize what I must do.” She paused, there was something she wanted to do, but she hesitated. “Maybe in some other life will things work out for both of us. Kain, you and I are very much alike.”

"No!" Kain cried in protest....but was too late. His hand outreached trying to stop her somehow....but he could not. The damage had been done, her blood falling upon the floor tantalising before him. He stared at it for a few seconds and wrenched his gaze from it. He had no need for the liquid...but it tasted just as sweet....

“Again you have the choice. I leave it with you. Do you really want to see me die?” Her hands were placed around the sword and she ripped it out, she placed it at his feet. Her smile never faded.

"No....I do not want to see you die! But...I do not want you to become a vampire! Mortality is a gift, choose life not this unlife! For your own sakes woman, allow me to heal you...." Kain said, putting his hand upon the gushing wound. He felt the warm liquid upon his hand as it covered him lovingly, from that warm beating heart of hers. He heard it pumping away....

His eyes were pleading to her.....wanting her to make the choice. Not he. He wanted her consent in it.....he would not allow her to die in front of her eyes. Him healing her would need her to to do so, she could not be against his will in the delicate process.

Kain closed his eyes and began chanting....warmth sweeping gently from his cloven talons. She felt the wound slowly close up, the blood ceasing to pour.....yet would she allow the process to occour?

Sonia looked up at him, while his hands touched her skin. There was warm fuzz about it. She could hardly explain it, but she felt good and that is all that helped. Of course, she did feel fatigue, dizzy, and had some nausea because of the loss of blood, but she felt considerably healthier. Her fingers went over the area, now it was closed up and healing. Her eyes widened with ever second. She had heard of these types of healings, but had not believed in them. She let Kain inside her very soul. She let it stay open. His warmth went into all crevices and touched all places. Her eyes were never this open, who knew she was blind to everything.

She collapsed to the floor. Not from exhaustion, but from the energy she now encompassed. She bit her lip. "I have no way to repay you." Her head hung low, "Thank you." She just rested her back against the glass wall and sat silently for a while. All that could be heard was their erythematic breathing. Moments later her stomach gurgled and then she laughed.

Kain chanted the soft words which spiraled around her chest and made her feel the sensations. He felt fatigued himself, what she was experiancing was the raw energies of his own being healing her. It was a rather advanced healing spell, one which had taxed kain somewhat. He took his hands away from her, and let her slip to the floor. Kain followed soon after wards, leaning against the bed in a ragged heap of fatigue.

"You know I have not done that spell in years....." Kain said quietly, as his eyelids fluttered a moment.

She collapsed to the floor. Not from exhaustion, but from the energy she now encompassed. She bit her lip. "I have no way to repay you." Her head hung low, "Thank you." She just rested her back against the glass wall and sat silently for a while. All that could be heard was their erythematic breathing. Moments later her stomach gurgled and then she laughed.

He heard her speak quietty to him. He chuckled as she spoke. It took him a while to respond, the lazyiness about the action seemed nice, and set a new atmosphere about the glass room.

"I do not need repaying, only....don't try killing yourself. You don't need a reason to help people....." Kain said....and as she laughed, he joined in the mirth, his own deep voice filling the room.

They laughed for a while, and Kain said quietly.

"Did you want something to eat? I am sorry, but I do not really have the greatest of foods. I do not have to feed myself, but I do think of guests from time to time." Kain said.



She collapsed to the floor. Not from exhaustion, but from the energy she now encompassed. She bit her lip. "I have no way to repay you." Her head hung low, "Thank you." She just rested her back against the glass wall and sat silently for a while. All that could be heard was their erythematic breathing. Moments later her stomach gurgled and then she laughed.[/quote]

OOC: One of my previous posts contained a song. I almost forgot to say whom it is by and what the name of the song is. It is by Linkin Park, Crawling.

IC: After their laugh, Kain offered her food. "Taste does not matter right now to me. I am famished. All I want is to eat." She looked down at her sleeping gown. There was a hole in it that exposed her stomach and dried blood stained the remainder of her dress and went down her legs. "If you don't mind I would like to clean up though." She imagined a small tub and shower in the corner of the room. "I like that trick." She walked over to the shower and was starting to take off her dress. She looked over her shoulder. Kain must have left. Good she didn't know if she could stand him watching her.

She slipped the gown over her head and turned on the water. She stepped into the tub and let the water splash over her bare skin. The steam rose and the nearby glass fogged up. Her favorite shampoo and conditioner appeared and she lathered up. Suds flowing over her body. She rinsed her hair out and closed her eyes as the warm water washed away all the eerie feelings she once had. She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. The sun beat in and warmed the air around her. The rays struck her glistening body and she dried.

On the bed was an outfit. A simple one. The pants were black and slim fitting. There was a tank top next to it. All black, except the writing was in red, bright red letters the spelled out FOX. She brushed her hair out and went through a door to find Kain in the kitchen.

"What ya got cooking for me?"

(OOC yes I remembered that song, I recognised it immediately. I am a Linkin Park myself.)

Kain left out of politeness, he did not want to embaress her. He walked out silently, holding his head in a slight groggyness from what he did, the magic words swirling within his head. And also, from the intensity of the moment. He walked into the smaller room which had been accompidated for something of a kitchen. Again was the glass construction, except the floor was grass! It was most strange. The bright blue sky was still above them, the warm sunlight going through the yellow glass in this room.

"Well time to make something....trouble is, what?" Kain said to himself, as he looked around in the small kitchen. There were small stumps of trees for cooking surfaces, and a large wok like stump which had been curved out. It was at one of the corners of the room. Kain approached it and rubbed his cloven hands together.

"Let me see if I can remember this." Kain said to himself, remembering how his mother had taught him how to use this kind of cooking. It was the best way he had found, yet it did require magic. Everything in the Psi lifestyle required magic, it was bred into them. Possibly one of the reasons why thier race was so powerful....well....used to be. Kain was a rare case, no other had seen sired. Kain did not think of his home much, but now he had too with this memory.

(OOC I hope I have explained what the cooking thing looks like? Imagine a normal wok (sp I know) and that shape into a tree stump)

He placed a cloven talon upon the center of a spiral which had been carved into the bowl of the trunk. He lead his finger around the spiral rune upon the wood, and it began to glow blue softly. H e placed his left hand to check if sufficant force was being produced by the rune, and happy with it he went to one of the trees and took down some red leaves.

He placed them upon the rune, and they floated, as if they were in the middle of a fountain. The leaves billowed about in the trunk and Kain looked at them for a few moments, remembering the words.

"Hierthen, dit." Kain said softly, and theleaves became crimson fire which continued the same motions, the new found flames like a fountain. The rune was untoauched as it continued it's leviation upon nothing.

Kain went about to get the proper wok, a wooden one and placed it above the rune. It floated, with the fire below it, covering all parts of it.

He proceeded to get some fish and cut it up, removing the bones and put it into the pan. He added all kinds of exotic foods to it, to make something very refreshing and interesting to eat. It was nutritous, and Kain knew that such a meal was delicous. Although it would not be to him now, his toungue could only taste the warm life liquid, he remembered the taste.

He began to hum a song to himself, only later would he realise who had sung it before him, and whos song it was. It was one he wrote a long time ago, and he hummed it rather beautifully while he cooked.

""What ya got cooking for me?"

Kain looked over and saw this woman before him, in that amusing shirt of hers. He chuckled at the sight, finding it amusing somehow.

"Feeling better I hope? If you are lucky, I might have remembered how to cook this well. It is a fish salad..it is the best way I can describe it. A dish that I learned as a child, my people enjoyed it....." Kain trailed off, cutting himself short as he remembered his homeland and his people.

There was a large bench to the left of Kain, in the center of the grassy room. It was all one piece of wood, cheerful animals carved into it, such as wild birds and badgers. It had leaves carved upon the surface which gave it an interesting teture to touch.

Sonia wrinkled her nose. "Fish?" She stuck her tongue out. Then she laughed at Kain's dismay. "Just kidding, I love fish. I love salad. The both put together will be just heaven." She winked at Kain. She dished herself up a bowl and sat down at the small table. She waited for Kain to join her. "Screw being polite. I am famished. I hope you don't mind." She didn't wait for his response. She grabbed the fork and stabbed a large amount of lettuce and fish on the end and then stuffed it into her mouth. She smiled. "MMMMmmmm good." She said this between two huge bites. Some lettuce fell out of her mouth and onto the table. She bursted out laughing. Then she went back to her food. She finished her first bowl and got another. "Hmm you would think I haven't ate for a month." When she finished it she placed the napkin in the garbage and rinsed her bowl. She went back and sat down next to Kain. "Ya know I really appreciate you bringing me here. Yet, I am a big girl I can take care of myself. If you brought me here, and your intentions were not to sire me, what were they?"

Kain smiled at her eating and enjoying her food. He enjoyed seeing her pleased. He walked over to her, and sat down beside her. Although not with a dish of his own, for obvious reasons.

"Please, carry on." Kain said as she asked if he did not mind. His people has always been practical, which may have seemed rude to some cultures. He sat down upon the wooden bench, and put his hands together looking at her as she ate. Deciding for a rare delicacy, he kept his hands slightly open, and a glass formed.

It was extremely delicate and beautiful, the form was so thin and elegent. Looked like something from a elven noble's place. It has roses upon the sides.

And within the glass, there was a dark, stormy liquid. Blood. But no mortal blood, such a taste was not for Kain, it did not make him sustained, not that he needed to be feed anymore. But he enjoyed the taste deeply, and the blood within the glass was savoured by every drop's worth, for the rarity of the blood, and the difficult nature of which Kain had obtained it. He had precious little of it, as he stored some of it during his travels when he had fought the creature.

Kain put his dry lips upon the glass, breathing in, closing his eyes. He did so for long seconds. He sensative nose smelt the intoxicating smell of this blood, the potentacy of it beyond belief....the liquid centuries....millenia old. He breathed it in....his eyelip's fluttering at the sensation. It was trully a blissful drink, no mortal could understand what it was like.

He looked at the violant liquid within the glass, studing it's swirling liquid, still full as life as if it had just come from the creature that had bled it from Kain's battle.

And with long seconds of treasuring the experiancing, Kain placed the liquid upon his dry lips, and Sonia witnessed Kain's face completely warm up, the pale green tone, becoming from the moment he touched the crimson liquid, his face was breathed life into. His eyes warped, the oceans crashing within it, and his face seemingly to relax and he was lost in the moment. The glass still held much of the stormy liquid, and it was held within Kain's cloven talon's limply.

The blood was a drug, the moment it touched his toungue, his entire body sweeped with the overwhemling pleasure. Sonia wittnessed the experiance....

Kain almost whispered, his eyes closed in feeling the sensation....as it slowly died away....his face slowly coming back to it's original pale complextion.

"Wonderous...."

Kain recovered himself....and placed the glass down. It faded from view, Kain had been sated for minutes by that, to which normal vampires would be stated for weeks. The curse had it's effect upon Kain dramaticly. Qui had no respite.

"I am sorry I cannot share in such a wonderous meal such as mine, I would if I could, for it is something to remember forever, the first time you taste this life liquid. Something few vampires do taste, this kind of blood.....with good reasons."


"I brought you here...to teach you. To grant you an insight into the world of the vampires. Although, I am an extremely poor example of a typical vampire, I have.....transgressed any shed of my former vampire nature. I am something far.....less." Kain said sadly, but with acceptance.

"If you want to join the vampiric community.....if you can call it that....you would be wise to actually discover what it would mean. What we face. What....."

Kain paused at this moment for some reason.

"What we have to deal with."

"So, that is all. Sorry, if I don't seem to enthused about it. I was expecting much more personal training. I wanted to experience it for myself. I just don't understand why you won't do it." She paused. She had worked so hard to talk herself into doing this, she was going to do it.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of what I might become?"

Kain sighed and looked down at the table. He absant mindedly put his talon upon the ingraved rose which was by him, doing circles within the wood, following the carvings that he had done years ago.

"Past mistakes. I have sired someone once before....and I have paid a terrible price for it. Do you know why I am called Kain Irenicus?" Kain said somberly, looking at her now.

The elven word, it was a terrible name. It meant rather simply, "Shattered, exile." The name was extremely apt for Kain, one of his own choosing. He was exiled from his old clan for his crime.

Sonia looked at him. Her voice rose with each word and settled with the other. She told him, "We all make mistakes, that is life. It is whether we learn from them or are doomed to repeat them. Just as they say history repeats itself, but that statement can be wrong also. I see it if you learn then if you encounter that same situation again you can react in a different way and maybe even evolve from it. I don't think you should give up so easily. I think you are not telling me something and well..." She paused not really wanting to say anything more. "That hurts. I can understand that maybe I shouldn't hear, but still. I don't know what your name means, but really that doesn't matter to me at all. Your well-being does, not a name. A name means nothing. Look at mine. Sonia, boring plain Sonia. I suppose yours have a significant story behind it, but it does not matter, the present matters. So, if you want to continue this conversation, or even my stay here, I recommend you fill me in on some things. It can't hurt you, it can only help. It can bring some of the pressure off of you. Please, let me help."

"It is precisely why I am not siring you, because I am learning from the past. It was not a mistake me siring her....This is not the same situation." Kain said quietly, still absent mindedly etching around the engravements. He sired and looked at Sonia fully, his voice sullen and rather sad recalling the tale.

"Would....would you want to hear my entire life story? It would make you understand more.....than me giving you scraps of infomation which you would not understand in context with the rest of the story. And if you are to be sired by me....you would at least want to know who I am, and who I was." Kain said.

El bumpo returns!

OOC: Sorry, Kain. It took me so long. Either I was busy or NS was being mean to me. Well, here goes and cross your fingers.

IC: Sonia sat down and crossed her legs. She flexed her shoulders back and looked up at Kain. A smile painted on her face. "Kain, I would love to hear your story. I am all ears." She laughed and motioned for him to sit down infront of her.

"I was...mortal. As were most vampires. I was not human, although I was very close to it. I was a Psi, an enigmatic race whos lifeblood was magic. Human in appearance, we only had a few traits which seperated us physicaly. Our eyes varied in textures and colours, as our hair was. We often had tatoos which were magical in nature, and our name represented titles or responcibilities. We thrived upon magic, our bodies and minds were aligned in magic's vien. We used it constantly. The Psi....are a noble and good race, our society was by your standards holy, we prayed a great deal and lead very spiritual lives. Many saw humans as uncivilised or simple minded brutes. They found it immensely amusing when I told them that many humans had no knowledge of magic, such a thing was impossible to imagine."

Kain paused, smiling a little.

"We lived in a land called Velmora, a place of unrivalled beauty, nature was abundant. We had an extreme respect for it. Our method of casting powerful spells was channeling, borrowing the strength from the land to aid our spells. As a result the land became wounded, and we healed it accordingly, the guardians of the land. And I, Kain Brightblade as I was known then, ruled it."

He let the words sink in, and let her ask questions.

(OOC I am going to break this into chunks, so it is more realistic and more importantly, I can actually have a break! :D It is more workable this way.)

OOC: Works for me.

IC: Sonia leaned forward, ever word he pronounced she was drawn to it and drawn to him. She noticed he was silent and now she could talk, she had many questions to ask, but she would wait with some. "What made your people think humans were stupid? We just have different beliefs, besides we base a lot on scientific discovery. Also, why aren't you Psi anymore and why aren't you the leader?" She bowed her head abit. She felt he had much control and charisma over people, but she had no idea that it had added up to that. Now, it was her turn to be quiet again.

"Not so much as stupid, more as a lesser race, ignorant. Simple prejudice of the Psi, we were assured in our own knowledge and power. We were powerful; I doubt that any normal nation could defend against our combined might if we were determined. I am no longer Psi, well fully at least. Consider me a hybrid as such, for my turning was most unique indeed. I am no longer leader.....for Velmora, now, is now ocean. It was sunken completely; it is now an underwater city. I do not know about Atlantis, but I saw that great island sink beneath those waves, and it filled me with such disturbance at the Psi's own folly. Still, it was not our fault completely. Poor Jarrid. But I am getting ahead of myself here. I need to start from the beginning."

Kain paused, thinking were best to start.

"Well, I shall begin with my own birth. That was around....27 years ago. Funny I know, I am not that old at all, simply the experiences I have had make me older and more powerful than a vampire should be. I was the son of one, Xzar Brightblade, the current ruler of Velmora at that time and a greater ruler than I ever could be. I was to be the next ruler, as the royalty as such, although it could not really be called that in comparison to the human version, had the greatest and most potent magic flowing through their veins. The royalty had the greatest ability in magic. Although, royalty were not kings and queens, we worked as the common people, not wasting resources on our own honors etc. We were just as well off as the common person; we simply did a different job, that’s all