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10 August 2009 @ 06:02 pm
New Fic: Waiting for ...  
Title: Waiting for ...
Summary: Dumah waits in the specral realm. Sexual refrences.




Disclaimer: Legacy of Kain belongs to Edios and Crystal dynamics, they are not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have a burning need to create.


Rating: 15 – Sexual references


Part: One of One


Set: Post Blood Omen, Pre Soul Reaver.


Authoress note: Random idea, Dumah contemplates what is keeping his brothers from coming to his aid, while he is trapped in the spectral realm.


For all my reviewers, who without I would have surely given up a long time ago.





Dumah had been trapped.


He had been pinned to his throne for 500 years before he had learned the way to escape the empty and frozen shell of his flesh. Now he paced the barren and warped room, growling as small scuttling creatures hovered outside the doorway. He wondered on his fate and the fate of his brothers. He wondered what had happened to them all, had they survived the last half century? Were they wondering what had occurred to keep him silent for so long?


They probably didn’t even realize he was trapped so. For it was not uncommon for one of Kain’s brood to hide themselves away for such periods of time. Melchiah often favored doing so, keeping his presence quiet unless called upon. So while he wondered what had kept his brothers from him he was not truly surprised that they had been kept from coming to his aid.


He was however sad that Rahab had not come to him. The others he could live without, he doubted they would aid him should they discover him thus anyway. No doubt they would take his lands from him, find his children and destroy them fully. The others he cared nothing for but Rahab was a creature worth his attention. His brother had always been a point of interest for him, a creature that was aesthetically pleasing but also had hidden and unseen depths to him that Dumah found himself drawn to, irresistibly.


He knew Rahab would have sought him out had he been able. While Rahab had never shown much of an interest in what lay in Dumah’s core, or the space behind his eyes; Rahab had admitted that none that he had let fuck him had been able to reach as deep as Dumah, none had been strong enough to truly restrict his movements and none of them had made him bleed and enjoy it so much he would willingly scream for more.


So Dumah had concluded that while his brother did not love him, he would have sought him out simply because he was horny. Rahab had to be either dead or held captive. He had considered going to search for his brother but had found that while he had managed to escape his flesh he could not escape this room. It hurt to even walk to the door, trying to go beyond was agony.


It seemed he was still tied to his body.


And so he waited, waited for Rahab to come to him, to find him, free him and fuck him. But it was not Rahab who came to him. Kain walked into the room with his normal calm confidence, that spoke volumes as to his power. He did not seem surprised to see his child’s predicament and nor did he aid him. Instead his father turned to look at him as if he could see into the spectral realm as easily as the material one.


“I have words for you.”


End ficlet


Authoress note: I have a headache ^_^


Please Review.

Chalcychalcedonyblue on August 10th, 2009 09:14 pm (UTC)
I don't blame Dumah at all. I'm in love with Rahab too. :D

Very nice. Sweet and sad. Loved it. :)
Katelightindark7 on August 11th, 2009 12:26 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked it ^_^
Iczer6iczer6 on August 10th, 2009 10:32 pm (UTC)
Kain pwns the entire room when he walks in.
Katelightindark7 on August 11th, 2009 12:27 pm (UTC)
You know he does XD