NOTE: For once, I decided to try out a serious fic. Hope ya like!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Legacy of Kain series or any of the characters, except for Marina and Lucius. They're mine!
My sire had cast me out. If I returned to him, he would kill me. He said I was an ungrateful childe. And what was my crime? My crime was this-the issue of independence. My sire wouldn't give it to me. He expected me to be his little mistress, wearing silk dresses and jewels, doing whatever he pleased with me in his mansion. But I would not be his concubine. No. I wanted to be a warrior. A warrior like him. He ignored my request and scoffed that I was just a disobedient "female" and threatened to kill me. So, I left.
I had nowhere to go. If a vampire were smart, she would not to go to a populated town or city. Bands of vampire hunters still existed and preyed on whatever vampire they could find. And a vampire traveling alone was a prime target. I decided to go north to the rocky areas of Nosgoth, a desolate place indeed. The perfect place for an outlaw. It's where I've been ever since.
I sighed and stretched out my legs. If I looked at my face reflected in the pond beside me, I could see a tall and slender woman with long, dark curling hair and a pale heart-shaped face. I was wearing my brown leather armor and I had a rapier sheathed at my side. I shivered when I looked at the water. I knew about its acidic touch and that it was quite lethal to vampires. I had an unfortunate mishap with the substance myself. In this mountainous place, water was collected in crevices everywhere making it very hazardous, but I was still surviving. Surviving, but not thriving.
I slept in old warehouses and caves and fed on the thugs and thieves that would stalk me, thinking that I was competition. I was getting by but hardly flourishing. I felt my body getting weaker and weaker. One day, I would just collapse. But today would not be that day.
I crawled down off the cliff and scaled down the boulders below carefully. It was time to feed again. Meals were becoming less frequent and as a result my hunger was getting more and more ravenous. I finally reached ground and gratefully stepped back from the rocks, but my relief wouldn't last long.
"Vampire!" a voice cried.
I spun around and gripped my rapier. It was a vampire hunter! And two more were arriving. I fought them bravely and refused to back down. The battle ended with the men all dead, but with me severely wounded. One of the vampire hunters had an axe and sliced me across the stomach with it. I gasped and fell to the ground in pain. I knew that I wouldn't be hunting for a while or even walking for that matter.
I looked around. No one was around--for the moment. I knew I was in trouble. Either I would starve down here or someone would come and finish me off. The elements were going to be against me as well because I couldn't move to find shelter. And I didn't anticipate my wound would heal anytime soon. Defeated, I lay on my back and stared up at the night sky above me. I was dreading the dawn.
I awoke to find someone standing over me. Whoever, it was, I just hoped they would give me a quick end and not draw it out.
"Are you hurt?" a low, cool, male voice asked.
Was I? Couldn't he see? A dumb question, I thought.
"You're a vampire," the man went on in a calculating tone.
I groaned and made the effort of turning over to look at him. He was tall with a lean muscled frame. He had fierce golden eyes that burned like torches. His long white hair glowed in the moonlight and blew around his face in the soft breeze. Judging by his abnormally pale skin, facial features, and sharp fangs I could guess he was a vampire.
How ironic! I ran away from to prevent being slain by a vampire, the one who made me no less, only to be killed by another vampire.
"You are one as well," I grunted.
He chuckled. "You are correct, but do you know who?"
The pain in my abdomen was threatening to take over but I bravely stayed conscious. I looked at the vampire and studied his face. And then I recognized him.
"Lord Kain," I whispered.
Then the blackness took over.
I awoke in a grand bed with red velvet covers and crème satin pillows. I scanned my surroundings. Across from me was a white marble fireplace and a fire had already been built. The flames gave off the only light in the room. From what I could see, the room was richly decorated with dark woods and polished metal. Indeed, there were swords and shields adorning the walls.
Whose bedroom was I in? I remembered being struck down by guards and then. Kain appeared. Surely, this wasn't his bedroom was it? But, it must be. He was the last person I saw before I passed out.
I stole a peek at the wound on my stomach. It was healing already, but I was still weak. I needed to feed.
Suddenly, I heard the door to the bedroom open. I tensed. Was it someone coming to kill me? I suppose, I could fight if I had to, but would I win? Not likely.
A dark figure strode into the room. As he came closer to the fire, I saw the familiar features of Kain.
I've heard about Kain and have seen murals of him sketched and painted everywhere. Everyone told tales of him, humans and vampires alike. He was a sort of vampire emperor of Nosgoth. I heard that he was the strongest, most brutal vampire that ever lived, incapable of any decency or humanity, and here I was, completely alone with him in this dimly lit bedroom. Immediately, I sat up in bed and shrank away from him. He laughed at this.
"Don't worry. I won't hurt you," he said.
That was nice to hear, but did he really mean it?
"Here. Drink this. It will restore your strength," he held out a goblet towards me.
Warily, I took it. It was fashioned of the purest gold and studded with rubies. Inside was a thick, crimson liquid. From the smell, I knew it was blood. And the blood was still warm. I looked up at Kain. He was smiling at me in a menacing way, his gold eyes flickering with amusement. Should I drink it? Kain would be the type to poison me, but if he wanted to kill me, wouldn't he have done so already? Then again if I didn't drink it, Kain might become annoyed at me, and I knew that my survival depended on not making him angry. So, I drank it.
"Good girl," he murmured.
Later, when I had drunk all, he took the empty goblet from me. The blood had helped and my hunger was assuaged. I could heal more proficiently now. Although, I had to wonder what would happen to me once I healed.
"What is your name?" he asked me casually.
"Marina," I replied.
"Marina." He laughed bitterly. " A satirical name for a vampire. It means "from the sea" does it not?"
"I'm not sure." I answered honestly.
"Well, Marina, you're here for the duration." He began to pace the room, the firelight playing on his pale features.
"For how long, exactly?" I managed to ask.
"I saved your life. I won't have you running out in the wild to get killed again. Besides, I don't think I've received your heartfelt thanks as of yet."
I didn't know what to say.
"I think you shall stay here with me," Kain continued. "I saw the dead vampire hunters at your feet. You may prove to be quite an efficient fighter."
I personally did not wish to stay with Kain, but did I dare argue with him?
"Now, Marina," he said. "Please tell me how one such as yourself got involved in such a dire situation."
I had no choice but to tell him the whole story. Kain's eyes were thoughtful when I finished my tale.
"And this all started when your own sire threatened you?" he ventured.
I nodded.
"Perhaps I shall return the favor. But not tonight." Kain walked to the door.
"I shall leave you alone now to recuperate," he intoned. "But I will return."
Kain left me then. I heard the soft click of the wooden door behind him. I curled up, completely exhausted on the bed. Then, I started to cry.
***
Even though he was supposed to be working in his own chambers, Kain decided to check on her again. Kain walked stealthily down the hallway and quietly opened the bedroom door.
She was sleeping there so innocently. The woman. awakened something inside him. She was beautiful like an angel yet she radiated a power akin to his own. The girl had what was called potential. It intrigued him. She was but a fledgling, but she was making him feel weak. Was this new emotion he felt indeed love? He didn't know. He hadn't allowed himself to care for any woman. Kain's heart had been broken too many times before.
He looked down at her. As he gazed at her face, he saw a tear of blood run down it. He was taken aback. It was unusual for a vampire to weep, especially in their sleep. Then she groaned.
Kain quickly stepped back into the shadows to remain unseen. Then he left the bedroom completely. She wasn't going anywhere. He would make sure of it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Legacy of Kain series or any of the characters, except for Marina and Lucius. They're mine!
My sire had cast me out. If I returned to him, he would kill me. He said I was an ungrateful childe. And what was my crime? My crime was this-the issue of independence. My sire wouldn't give it to me. He expected me to be his little mistress, wearing silk dresses and jewels, doing whatever he pleased with me in his mansion. But I would not be his concubine. No. I wanted to be a warrior. A warrior like him. He ignored my request and scoffed that I was just a disobedient "female" and threatened to kill me. So, I left.
I had nowhere to go. If a vampire were smart, she would not to go to a populated town or city. Bands of vampire hunters still existed and preyed on whatever vampire they could find. And a vampire traveling alone was a prime target. I decided to go north to the rocky areas of Nosgoth, a desolate place indeed. The perfect place for an outlaw. It's where I've been ever since.
I sighed and stretched out my legs. If I looked at my face reflected in the pond beside me, I could see a tall and slender woman with long, dark curling hair and a pale heart-shaped face. I was wearing my brown leather armor and I had a rapier sheathed at my side. I shivered when I looked at the water. I knew about its acidic touch and that it was quite lethal to vampires. I had an unfortunate mishap with the substance myself. In this mountainous place, water was collected in crevices everywhere making it very hazardous, but I was still surviving. Surviving, but not thriving.
I slept in old warehouses and caves and fed on the thugs and thieves that would stalk me, thinking that I was competition. I was getting by but hardly flourishing. I felt my body getting weaker and weaker. One day, I would just collapse. But today would not be that day.
I crawled down off the cliff and scaled down the boulders below carefully. It was time to feed again. Meals were becoming less frequent and as a result my hunger was getting more and more ravenous. I finally reached ground and gratefully stepped back from the rocks, but my relief wouldn't last long.
"Vampire!" a voice cried.
I spun around and gripped my rapier. It was a vampire hunter! And two more were arriving. I fought them bravely and refused to back down. The battle ended with the men all dead, but with me severely wounded. One of the vampire hunters had an axe and sliced me across the stomach with it. I gasped and fell to the ground in pain. I knew that I wouldn't be hunting for a while or even walking for that matter.
I looked around. No one was around--for the moment. I knew I was in trouble. Either I would starve down here or someone would come and finish me off. The elements were going to be against me as well because I couldn't move to find shelter. And I didn't anticipate my wound would heal anytime soon. Defeated, I lay on my back and stared up at the night sky above me. I was dreading the dawn.
I awoke to find someone standing over me. Whoever, it was, I just hoped they would give me a quick end and not draw it out.
"Are you hurt?" a low, cool, male voice asked.
Was I? Couldn't he see? A dumb question, I thought.
"You're a vampire," the man went on in a calculating tone.
I groaned and made the effort of turning over to look at him. He was tall with a lean muscled frame. He had fierce golden eyes that burned like torches. His long white hair glowed in the moonlight and blew around his face in the soft breeze. Judging by his abnormally pale skin, facial features, and sharp fangs I could guess he was a vampire.
How ironic! I ran away from to prevent being slain by a vampire, the one who made me no less, only to be killed by another vampire.
"You are one as well," I grunted.
He chuckled. "You are correct, but do you know who?"
The pain in my abdomen was threatening to take over but I bravely stayed conscious. I looked at the vampire and studied his face. And then I recognized him.
"Lord Kain," I whispered.
Then the blackness took over.
I awoke in a grand bed with red velvet covers and crème satin pillows. I scanned my surroundings. Across from me was a white marble fireplace and a fire had already been built. The flames gave off the only light in the room. From what I could see, the room was richly decorated with dark woods and polished metal. Indeed, there were swords and shields adorning the walls.
Whose bedroom was I in? I remembered being struck down by guards and then. Kain appeared. Surely, this wasn't his bedroom was it? But, it must be. He was the last person I saw before I passed out.
I stole a peek at the wound on my stomach. It was healing already, but I was still weak. I needed to feed.
Suddenly, I heard the door to the bedroom open. I tensed. Was it someone coming to kill me? I suppose, I could fight if I had to, but would I win? Not likely.
A dark figure strode into the room. As he came closer to the fire, I saw the familiar features of Kain.
I've heard about Kain and have seen murals of him sketched and painted everywhere. Everyone told tales of him, humans and vampires alike. He was a sort of vampire emperor of Nosgoth. I heard that he was the strongest, most brutal vampire that ever lived, incapable of any decency or humanity, and here I was, completely alone with him in this dimly lit bedroom. Immediately, I sat up in bed and shrank away from him. He laughed at this.
"Don't worry. I won't hurt you," he said.
That was nice to hear, but did he really mean it?
"Here. Drink this. It will restore your strength," he held out a goblet towards me.
Warily, I took it. It was fashioned of the purest gold and studded with rubies. Inside was a thick, crimson liquid. From the smell, I knew it was blood. And the blood was still warm. I looked up at Kain. He was smiling at me in a menacing way, his gold eyes flickering with amusement. Should I drink it? Kain would be the type to poison me, but if he wanted to kill me, wouldn't he have done so already? Then again if I didn't drink it, Kain might become annoyed at me, and I knew that my survival depended on not making him angry. So, I drank it.
"Good girl," he murmured.
Later, when I had drunk all, he took the empty goblet from me. The blood had helped and my hunger was assuaged. I could heal more proficiently now. Although, I had to wonder what would happen to me once I healed.
"What is your name?" he asked me casually.
"Marina," I replied.
"Marina." He laughed bitterly. " A satirical name for a vampire. It means "from the sea" does it not?"
"I'm not sure." I answered honestly.
"Well, Marina, you're here for the duration." He began to pace the room, the firelight playing on his pale features.
"For how long, exactly?" I managed to ask.
"I saved your life. I won't have you running out in the wild to get killed again. Besides, I don't think I've received your heartfelt thanks as of yet."
I didn't know what to say.
"I think you shall stay here with me," Kain continued. "I saw the dead vampire hunters at your feet. You may prove to be quite an efficient fighter."
I personally did not wish to stay with Kain, but did I dare argue with him?
"Now, Marina," he said. "Please tell me how one such as yourself got involved in such a dire situation."
I had no choice but to tell him the whole story. Kain's eyes were thoughtful when I finished my tale.
"And this all started when your own sire threatened you?" he ventured.
I nodded.
"Perhaps I shall return the favor. But not tonight." Kain walked to the door.
"I shall leave you alone now to recuperate," he intoned. "But I will return."
Kain left me then. I heard the soft click of the wooden door behind him. I curled up, completely exhausted on the bed. Then, I started to cry.
***
Even though he was supposed to be working in his own chambers, Kain decided to check on her again. Kain walked stealthily down the hallway and quietly opened the bedroom door.
She was sleeping there so innocently. The woman. awakened something inside him. She was beautiful like an angel yet she radiated a power akin to his own. The girl had what was called potential. It intrigued him. She was but a fledgling, but she was making him feel weak. Was this new emotion he felt indeed love? He didn't know. He hadn't allowed himself to care for any woman. Kain's heart had been broken too many times before.
He looked down at her. As he gazed at her face, he saw a tear of blood run down it. He was taken aback. It was unusual for a vampire to weep, especially in their sleep. Then she groaned.
Kain quickly stepped back into the shadows to remain unseen. Then he left the bedroom completely. She wasn't going anywhere. He would make sure of it.