Fan Fiction ❯ The Soul Reaver and The Spirit Shield ❯ Interlude Four: Evil Alliance ( Chapter 17 )

Chapter Seventeen

Kain ended his vision into his past. He was satisfied that he had in fact killed Mobius all those years ago. But why had he made his presence in this era? What did he plan on accomplishing? How was he going to manipulate time once again to fit his interests? There was only one solution. Kain would have to go back to the time when the Sarafan Lord made his first appearance in Nosgoth.

Looking into the past would give Kain an idea as to history's events. However, he would get the full scale of the picture if he were to witness history first hand. One hundred sixty years back should be sufficient. The existence of the Sarafan Lord had fallen on Kain's ears about a decade before his defeat at the Lord's hands. That is, if his memories were correct. Before Kain set about activating the Chronoplast, he used his dark gift of whisper to inform Vorador of his departure.

"Vorador, can you hear me?" Kain asked telepathically, unsure if the whisper gift was effective from deep underground.

"Who is this" came the reply from Vorador in Kain's mind.

"Only a few hours have passed, and you have already forgotten me?" Kain mused.

"Ah yes. The mysterious vampire. Forgive me for my ignorance, but left without properly introducing yourself. I should like to know the names of my allies. I would see fit to spread good word of you, your name would be known far and wide. Provided you accomplish whatever it is you have promised to aid me with."

"Patience, my friend. My name is of no importance. But I do have something to tell you," informed Kain.

"Ah, any news that may be of assistance?"

"Not as of yet. But that is why I am communicating with you now. I am inside the lair of the Oracle. As you know, Mobius's Chronoplast chamber. I am about to travel into the past to unlock the secret of the Sarafan Lord's appearance," the vampire lord told his predecessor.

"Are you sure that is wise? If you directly confront the Sarafan Lord in the past, how would I be able to send you assistance should you require it?" inquired Vorador.

"You need not worry about me. I am far stronger than you may think. I have evolved a few times during my time as a vampire. As far as the Sarafan Lord is concerned, I will not confront him, let alone alert him to my presence. My mission is observation only. Once I discover how the Sarafan Lord arrived in Nosgoth, then I will return," Kain assured.

"Very well. I wish you luck with your investigation. And do be careful," Vorador pleaded before the telepathic connection was severed.

Having informed Vorador of his plan, Kain began setting the dials within the Chronoplast. Slowly, the chamber began to activate, humming to life. The mechanisms hanging from the ceiling began to rotate, gaining speed as it continued to activate. With the streaming device fully charged, Kain jumped to the third level of the chamber. He walked calmly over to the portal, which would lead him to the desired destination. Without hesitation, Kain stepped into the portal.

The world around Kain blurred for a moment. His stomach fluttered as he experiences a floating sensation. The feeling of distortion surrounded him, a feeling he was now all too familiar with. Slowly, everything around him began to focus. The pull of gravity began to take effect once again.

Everything came to a sudden stop. As Kain's vision stilled, he looked around the chamber, noticing that everything remained the same as before. He slowly began exiting the room. As his hearing returned, he was made aware of two voices talking to each other. Kain strained to make out the words, but they were still muffled.

Kain crept towards where the voices originated, being the long tunnel that served as the only exit from the chamber to the world above. As Kain neared the corridor, his hearing returned. He concealed himself behind a column in the tunnel, and listened.

"…brought you from the past. I have studied your efforts of eradicating the vampire scourge during Nosgoth's early history. Though your kind did not eliminate all the vampires, your accomplishments were far greater than our efforts." Kain recognized this voice to be that of Mobius.

"Get to the point, sorcerer. Why have you brought me here?" demanded the second irritably.

"My apologies," Mobius humbly replied. "You see, the vampires have begun to overrun this world once again. Looking into the past, I have seen your noble deeds. I have seen how your kind fought valiantly against vampires. I have also seen the downfall of your kind. I prevented you from sharing the same fate as your comrades, pulling you into this era with my power over time.

"All I am offering is a chance at revenge. Though the vampires you fought have been gone for centuries, you can extract your revenge on today's vampires. I wish to free Nosgoth of the curse of the vampire scourge. Unfortunately, I cannot do so alone. If we work together, we can accomplish both our common goals."

There was a long moment of silence as the second person contemplated the proposal. Finally, the second voice spoke once again. "I shall take you up on your offer. However, I shall need to amass an army. I also require a secure location with which to put my plan together."

"I have the perfect guise for which to win the loyal support of the people," Mobius suggested. "After the vampires defeated your people and cast them from this world, the humans rose up against the vampires. An army was created to destroy the demons.

"The nobles of Nosgoth created this army. Seven of the noblemen devoted their lives to this cause and became the warrior priests who commanded the troops. They called themselves the Sarafan. The Sarafan priests were highly respected. Their memories are still honored to this day."

"Then I shall use this to my advantage. I shall rebuild the Sarafan army. Once created, I shall have revenge on the vampires and free my people from their eternal imprisonment," the voice sniggered.

"It is an excellent plan my lord. My Sarafan Lord."