Remembered Gods
Chapter Two
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The Remembered Gods
Disclaimer:
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Crystal Dynamics not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is written
purely because I have a burning need to create. Although I would like to own
Vorador . . . then he’d be mine.
Warning:
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if this offends or upsets you do not read this, it’s that simple.
Also note this
fic discusses and contains hints of Rape
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Janos/Vorador
Authoress note
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point of view.
I am judging
Janos was in the device for six hundred years, this was worked out from the
timeline but my mathematic skills really do suck so if it is wrong I
apologize.
EXPRESS WARNING
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is dedicated to Jade.
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And
would most likely be practically unreadable for many.
APOLOGY: This chapter has a lot of
dialogue from blood omen two in it, please forgive me I had to get this bit in
or none of the rest would make much sense I’m sorry if it is a little slow, I
really did try to make it interesting.
Please also note that some of the dialogue has been
changed slightly, not much, not story altering lines or anything just the odd
word here and there.
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Chapter Two
{Janos
Audron}
tree tops, easily keeping pace with his prey while steering the unwitting human
out of the forest, where he could make the kill easier without the trees to
restrict him and his impressive wing-span. He disliked this part of his nature,
but he could dislike it until the end of time, he still had to eat.
on an extra burst of speed, obviously aware that he was easier prey out here on
the planes. It bolted towards the village just a few feet away with the vain
hope of salvation and life racing through its fractured and panicked mind.
striking its back. Janos veered upwards as his prey fell to avoid crashing
crippled prey.
feet became marble, the trees behind him great stone chairs and the human at
his feet his saviour.
voice, he felt the creature call on his magic and send it down in a fury
towards his saviour who lay twitching beneath him. He screamed inside his own
mind as the form of Raziel seemed to fade to oblivion.
salvation.
was jerked from the dream by the sound of a door opening.
continued to lie still; it was probably only Hylden workers changing shifts as
they did every so often. He scented the air without really thinking and caught
the same potent scent he had earlier, fire and rage mixed with a distant spice
of some kingdom far to the east and underneath it all the faintest hint of his
child.
something was new; he could smell the sea on this one, the salt of the ocean,
where the eternal prison sat, and he could almost taste the hopelessness.
Briefly he touched Kain’s mind and was almost blown back by the wave of grief. A
few flashed images shot through him and he sighed, withdrawing from the scion’s
mind.
fledgling now shared his pain, the pain of killing someone you cared about, the
guilt and the agony.
sense a change in you... you've found the Builder,” he asked, standing.
are perceptive,” Kain replied slowly. Janos was shocked at how well this young
one hid his emotions. Apart from the slight dip in his voice, nothing else had
changed. “He gave me his blood as a gift. I gave him, in return, the gift he
most wanted. Death.”
nodded as much as he was able. He would have felt pity for the creature had it
not been Hylden, for as much as he was tortured now by his imprisonment here he
knew that the builder would have suffered far worse for far longer.
made him realise how truly weak he was. That creature had managed to survive in
the eternal prison for so long, yet Janos felt like he was breaking apart and
he had suffered far less. He winced at his own weakness and he hated the fact a
Hylden was stronger than him.
are ready to descend into the Device.” He spoke softly “Time grows short; my
life is drawn from me. The Device is alive, you must roy roy it.”
can you tell me of the creature within?” Kain asked.
the fledgling knew of the Mass, yet he did not know much. Still, Janos was
impressed.
slaves speak of it as the
It has great power; yet it is just an animal. The blood in your veins will kill
it.” He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of this one mixed with that of
his child. It lifted his spirits slightly and made his hope spring forth anew.
do I enter the Device?” Kain questioned, tilting his head slightly. Janos felt
sorry for this one once more. The poor creature looked exhausted, yet his eyes
were determined.
passage will lead you there.” He indicated a door just behind him. Kain turned
towards it, nodding.
will return when the Device is destroyed,” he smirked.
nodded once again. Now, the Hylden would suffer, the scion would be victorious
and the Hylden would once again be driven from this world. He would have smiled
if he had been able.
a thought struck him suddenly. Kain did not know the Hylden, no image of Hylden
rested in his mind. The word was foreign to him, yet in truth he had already
met one.
he snapped suddenly “You must know your true enemies- my captors, they are not
of this world.” Janos paused, unsure how to continue and be quick while giving
the scion all he needed to know. “They control the Glyph magic by which
is enslaved. They pull the strings of the Serefan while in the disguise of the
Glyph Wraiths. They are called the Hylden and r ler leader is, of course--”
Serefan Lord!” Kain interrupted. Janos nodded.
are powerful creatures, Kain. You will encounter them below. Beware their
magic. Now find the Mass! Destroy the
Device!” He half collapsed, feeling the Mass pull on his strength anew.
may toast my victory at day's end. Until then.”
With that,
Kain departed. Janos allowed himself to lie back down, taking deep breaths
despite the fact that he really didn’t need them. Everything would be alright
now, soon he would feel the tell tale sign of his strength returning and then
he would leave with the scion and they would go to Vorador.
Vorador
He felt
warmth at the thought of his child; it had been too long since he had felt the
warmth of true happiness. Exhausted from the short conversation, he allowed
himself to drift in and out of sleep. Every so often the ground would vibrate
as Kain blew apart areas of the device. Hylden began rushing downwards, eager
to help their fellows and destroy the vampire, yet there were few Hylden and
Kain was, after all, the Scion. He almost felt sorry for them, they didn’t
stand a chance.
He could
feel the mass drawing on his energies, a heavy weight in the back of his mind,
pulling him down into exhaustion and weakness, causing him to doze lightly
while all the action went on around him.
Then
suddenly the weight in his mind shifted. He yelped aloud, forcing himself to
his legs as the mass drew on his energy fiercely. The ground shook violently,
parts of the structure around him fell, yet he did not notice any of it, too
busy trying to force the creature from his mind as it dug poison claws deeper
into his consciousness, trying in vain to live.
Not much
longer and this would kill him.
Then, as
suddenly as it had begun, the mass died. It released him. He lay gasping on the
floor of his broken prison, glad to be free of the creature. His relief was
short lived however, as suddenly agony gripped him once again and he yelled
aloud. But it was different this time: instead of something pulling on his
energy, this agony forced energy into him.
He could
feel himself changing, returning to his once proud state. His arms and legs
became shorter and clawed, his body became smaller and
more humane, and graceful. His entire form changed back to what it once was. He
shrieked aloud as his wings rebuilt themselves, forcing bones to grow forth
from his back as if healing.
He
crouched on his knees in the aftermath, gasping at the air and trying in vain
to get his thoughts in order.
The sound
of doors opening and the unique scent of the scion struck him and for the first
time in too long he managed a smile.
do not know me for the poor, oppressed beast that crouched here before? Behold,
I am restored!” He rose to his feet and
nearly fell back down as a wave of dizziness struck him. In instinct, he flared
his wings to keep his balance and almost laughed aloud with giddy joy at having
them returned to him.
almost tried to lift into the air, but he knew how weak he still was and knew
that, as a result, his wings could not hold him yet.<
are you?” Kain asked, his voice well guarded against
any emotion.
what, Kain but who. My visage is unknown to you, but my name is not.” He smiled
wider, unable to stop himself. “Have you heard the story of the oldest
vampire?” Kain seemed thrown for a moment.
Janos is dead, his heart torn from his body.” His voice was accusing.
dead, but imprisoned in this place. My blood was needed to power the device and
feed the Mass within,” he grudgingly admitted, hoping his weakness didn’t
disgust the young scion. “Starved of blood and sapped of life, I devolved into
that horrible creature. The moment you poisoned the Mass, I felt my strength
return! That which is divine cannot be wholly suppressed.”
forced. Janos wondered briefly what his real laugh would sound like. “Your
imprisonment has damaged your mind, Janos. The curse of vampirism is no mark of
divinity.”
you must delve further back into history, Kain, to know the truth of our
heritage.” His balance almost failed him again, weakness still eating at him, and
once again his wings flared to save him from falling. “Long ago, and before I
first walked the Earth, vampires were godlike, and our kind ruled the
land. But we were opposed by another
race similar to ours in power but different in method and intention.”
his mind spat.
wars between us flamed for a thousand years, but we prevailed at last and we
banished our enemies from the face of the Earth by powerful magic, sealing them
into another plane of existence,” he finished explaining.
has this history lesson to do with my task at hand?” Kain was obviously ill at
ease or board, adrenalin still running high in the young scion.
Kain” Janos chided. “The race that fought the vampires was the Hylden, the very
Hylden that you have just encountered. They control the Serefan,
they are striving to wipe out the vampires, enslave the humans, and reclaim all
of Nosgoth as their own. They are the evil that plague us once again- authors
of the demons and the Device and all else that threatens the land! They have
returned to enact a terrible revenge,” he continued to explain,
trying to keep it short and obviously failing.
ground beneath them shook violently and nearly sent both vampires to the ground,
but both managed to keep their footing.
thought you said that they were banished,” Kain’s voice was accusing once again.
were, Kain,” Janos nodded, “but several centuries ago one of the Hylden was
able to return to our world. He then
used his magic to draw other Hylden through, but had not the power to n a
n a
full invasion.” The ground shook again. “He required an army here and humans to
drain of energy. He learned of a legendary order, whose purpose was to purge the
world of vampires long ago. He revived this order and the Serefan were born
again.”
Serefan Lord, it was he that broke through!” Kain realised. “But how?”
now we come to your part in this story.” Janos sighed, he did not want to place
blame on anyone, but... “When you chose
to doy toy the Pillar of Balance, you caused a rift throughout the world,
sufficient to breach through the dimensions.” He saw the effect his words had
on the young one and felt guilt. “It was in this way that the Serefan Lord was
able to enter the world- by building a magical gate. This is the Hylden Gate. Close
this gate, Kain, and all the Hylden within Nosgoth will perish.”
gate sustains their existence?” Kain’s eyes seemed to light up a little at the
possibility of fixing his mistake.
It is their umbilical cord to the other world. When it is closed, they cannot
dwell in our wo” Ja” Janos nodded.
so all the Hylden will die, and the Serefan Lord, as one of them, dies as well.
I see.” Kain smiled toothily, and Janos wondered briefly what the Hylden lord
had done to make Kain hate him so. Kain had not known of the Hylden, so he did
not share the vampires’ hatred. This hatred was something personal.
the gate anll tll the Serefan Lord, Kain. Close the gate and shut the Hylden
from the world once again.” He smiled and nodded.
how is this to be done?” Kain asked, eager once again.
reached into Kain’s mind silently once again and sucked the image of Sanctuary
from him. He smiled and replied, “Let us go to Sanctuary. Vorador must be
informed of all that has occurred and a plan can be drawn to finish this...
once and for all.” And with that, he pulled Kain to himself and drew on what
little power he had left, teleporting them out of the Device.
at last.
sanctuary they arrived in was cold and nearly empty, save from a few figures
that darted back when they appeared. Kain took a step back away from him and
his eyes darted around the chamber. When they stopped Janos followed his gaze.
child stood there, frowning. Je blinked a few times
and seemed to sniff at the air, testing all his senses.
this!? No! Wait! Do I dare believe my senses?” he muttered quietly, and then
spoke louder, “Janos!? My sire! They killed you!”
had to bite the inside his his mouth and clench his talons to stop himself from
hurtling towards his child, collapsing onto him and never letting go. That
wouldn’t have been a good example to set to the fledglings who
were now starting to approach.
his child was alive and stood just a few feet away!
far worse... but that is a story for another time.” He forced his mind away
from dwelling on what he had suffered at the hands of the Hylden. He fought
down a shudder, and he felt his throat quiver as he fought down a sob. Luckily,
Kain spoke for him.
there will be no time for any of us. Vorador, we need your counsel,” Kain
spoke.
young fledgling, younger than the Scion and a woman, smirked, although Janos
could see the relief in her eyes.
were wondering where you were,” she spoke, and her smirk faded to a light
smile.
been doing what I said I would do,” Kain snapped and Janos winced. Another one
the Scion did not trust.
Vorador’s eyes lit up suddenly. Kain smirked proudly.
have destroyed it. But we are now faced with a peril even greater than before.”
His smirk faded instantly and he looked to Janos.
is this?” Vorador asked. Janos looked to Vorador, sorrow in his eyes.
ancient history, I will convey to you in a better hour, should any of us be so
fortunate as to reach such a time. For this moment you must believe me when I
tell you your enemy, our great enemy, the Serefan Lord, is one of a people that
come from another world.” Janos cursed himself for never really explaining the
Hylden to his child. He had hoped to spare his child any unpleasantness, but
now he saw that he had just failed again “His plan, beyond all others, is to
bring this enemy race back into this world from which my kind, in another age,
once banished them. He must be prevented or all our kind will perish!”
what must we do?” Vorador’s eyes had fear in them, although Janos doubted any
others would have noticed it. But he knew his fledgling well.
has created a base in this world- the
across the sea.” Janos explained, using knowledge he
had gained from his captor’s boasts. “There he has opened a gate to bring his
kind into our world.”
reached out with his mind again, but not to touch anyone else’s mind. He
reached out instead to where the Hylden city was, as he had done many times
when he had been trying to figure out how many Hylden were in Nosgoth.
knew occasionally the Hylden dropped the shield around their city, but now he
cursed, the shield was up and powerful. Teleportation was not an option. He
sighed.
plan was to teleport us to the
Serefan Lord, but now I find there is some kind of shield of magic that prevents
me. If we are to fight them that shield must be destroyed!”
where is the
Have any of your spies brought you this knowledge?” Kain snapped. Janos smiled;
this creature next to him truly was the Scion.
what do you know of this?” Vorador asked the female fledgling who had spoken
earlier. She took a step away from her sire and addressed both Kain and Janos.
has been, in the past months, enormous activity at the wharves.” She nodded “Warships
and freighters loading and unloading in great secrecy. Our people, who have
infiltrated the area and returned alive, have told me that the ships all seem
to take the same course out of the harbour... but we do not know their
destination.”
it sounded right; the city would be a dead land, they
would need to ship in food, water and other necessities. It had to be the
Hylden city.
must be the
he snapped with a little more enthusiasm than he had intended. “Why else would
there be such interest at this time?” he turned to the Scion “You must take a
ship to the city at once! There you must find and deactivate the shield so
whatever forces we can bring may come to your aid and close the gate for all
time.”
someone show me to the wharves. I'll make my way aboard one of those ships
that's about to sail. When I have deactivated the shield I'll contact you,”
Kain said easily.
smiled. Kain had complete confidence in his own abilities; either that or
destroying the Hylden Lord was just too great a prize to give up, no matter the
risk. Janos knew how he felt.
going with him,” Umah snapped instantly.
was taken back suddenly by the words of the fledgling. She was taking a big
risk for one so young. Maybe this one cared for the scion, but he looked into
her eyes and ghosted over her mind and no, there was no love. There was
attraction, but not love. she distrusted the Scion.
Janos almost hissed, but managed to stop himself. How dare she assume such
I will need you here,” Vorador said suddenly. Janos doubted this was true and
smiled slightly. Vorador had always been overprotective of everything he cared
for, be it fledglings or his Sire.
I know the wharves, and where one may fail alone, two may succeed,” Umah
practically begged. She had a point, Janos did not
want to risk losing the Scion just because they were over-confident.
have no need of a guard at my back, you will find me perfectly competent for
this task, I assure you,” Kain growled. He really did not trust this fledgling,
the distrust practically seeped from him.
is a chance we cannot afford to take, not when all we have fought for is at
stake.” Umah turned to Kain, frowning.
is more at stake than you can imagine,” Janos relented. “Take help where it is offered,
Kain.”
is settled. I will prepare our forces for the final attack. For now, rest,”
Vorador spoke softly relenting.
Vorador’s
rooms here were simple compared to those at the mansion or aerie, and it pained
Janos to see how his fledgling had given up so much to survive. He shook his
head slowly, coming to terms with it all. He still half expected to wake up
suddenly in his prison, discovering all this to be a dream, a mere fabrication
his tortured mind had given him.
He looked
at his child and it seemed too fantastic to be true. Surly it was not real. He
felt himself tremble. He felt eyes on him and his confused mind insisted that
the Hylden were once again gathering around just to watch him as their lord
inflicted the worst torture on him.
A good moral booster for the troops to witness such an act.
Janos felt
himself shiver more so, violently now. He blinked but didn’t really see what
was in front of him. His eyes closed tightly trying to drown out the voices now
running rampant through his mind, the voice of the Hylden Lord, the many voices
of the Hylden workers all jeering and hissing and loudest of all his own voice
telling him again and again of all his failures, his curses, how he disserved
all the Hylden could dish out, and more.
Vorador
looked at him though eyes clouded by pity.
“Dear Gods,
Janos,” Vorador whispered, “it’s really you.”
Janos felt
arms wrap around him, holding him tightly as if afraid he would evaporate. The
instant hands touched him his fractured mind twisted in fear. It was him, the
Hylden, he had come again to use him, to make him cry out and bleed, to tell
him how worthless he was while he fucked him.
Instantly
he struggled, fighting the grip that the creature had on him. He half cried out,
but it turned into a whimper as he gave up the brief struggle knowing he was too
weak to resist. A dry sob worked its way out of his throat.
“What . .
.” a voice said quietly, it sounded sad almost as if it had gone through what
Janos had, “what did they do to you...?”
Vorador?
His clouded mind seemed to clear a little; his child was talking to him? Oh
god! They had captured his child as well! His mind cleared a little more and
his memory clicked into place gently.
No, he was
no longer there, he was in sanctuary with his child. The
Scion really had rescued him, and now he was safe. He relaxed into the grip
that now held him and relented easily when Vorador coxed him over to sit down.
“What . .
. what happened?” he managed, his throat dry and sore, his whole body ached and
it all felt terribly dry, like it would break apart any second.
“You had a
hallucination Janos,” Vorador spoke softly, running a talon claw through his sire’s
hair. “You are weak, you need to feed. Once you feed, it will stop.”
“Feed,”
Janos whispered. Yes, blood. His stomach growled suddenly and he felt his
fledgling smile at him.
“Feed,
Janos.” Vorador tilted his head to the side, exposing his throat in submission.
Janos
sighed. The two had fed from each other often, but … it felt wrong now, he
could sense how weak his child was at this time and taking blood from him now
would only weaken him more so.
“Please,”
Vorador pressed wrapping a talon around Janos’ head and pulling the ancient
forwards, “we will hunt properly tomorrow night before we attack, but for now,
please...”
Janos’
stomach grumbled hungrily. How long had it been since he tasted pure vampire
blood, rich spiced vampire blood? Not the thick life giving cream of a human,
but the raw spice of a vampire? He snorted. How long had it been since he’d had
any blood at all?
He felt
his mouth water and his fangs pricked at his lower lip. Images and memories fluttered
like white lightening through his mind, memories of sweat, claws, blood and
cum, memories of what they had done together, images of what they had yet to do.
Just the thought of it enflamed him in a way he had not felt in far
Janos
relented and closed the distance between them.
End Chapter Two