Life
Chapter Eleven
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Life
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Castlevania belongs to Konami 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 Alucard . . . then he’d be mine.
Warning: this fic contains really
warning for a Castlevania fic?). However although the first few chapters are
very easy going the later chapters
include, Heavy Yaoi, Violence and discussing of sensitive subjects.
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Warning: Chapter contains violence and Light Yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Authoress notestyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>: I have
changed aspects. I am aware Alucard’s eyes are a soft grey-ish colour, I was
however inspired to change this as I have been before in my other fics.
I noticed
in Symphony of the night that Alucard didn’t seem angry at any point, he seemed
very sad. So I have never pictured him as Hating his father, I picture him as
more, hate the sin love the sinner type thing but that’s just me.
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Chapter Eleven
“Father?”
“I was
beginning to worry about you”
his arms out to his son and frowned when
“I need to
speak with you”
“Well you
actually sound like you have something to say”
“Stop the
attacks”
“You are
joking?”
“what are you talking about?”
“I met a
human”
of things . . . we need to stop the
attacks right now”
“What’s
come over you?”
“I have
seen what we are doing to them, its evil”
“They are
only human”
“You
stopped killing for Mother and she were human and what of me your child I’m
part human to”
“Your
mother was divine, shs ans an angle trapped in the body of a mortal! As for
you, your humanity has made you weak but it is easily remedied”
“Stop the
attacks!! Mother would never have wanted any of this, she would hate you now to
see what you have become”
struck across the room, slamming into the wall, leaving cracks in the stone
work.
“And what
of you, would she hate you to”
and lifting him away from the fragments of wall that had fallen around him and
shaking him roughly
“Yes”
can both be forgiven”
“You sound
like . . . you’re human” he hissed then straightened all signs of rage gone
from his now neutral face “I believed that your true nature would over-ride
your human side, I thought you were the perfect balance, but it is clear now that
your humanity is corrupting you”
feared his father, but then never before had his father acted this way towards
him, his father had never even shouted at him before let alone knock him across
the room.
“Wha . .
.” Adrian manages feeling the blood in his mouth from the hit.
His father
doesn’t say anything, simply leaps at his son, fangs bared.
grate across his spine.
“
darkness actually looks pityingly at his child, guilt resting in his eyes but
determination is stronger and he leaps again. This time arms wrap around his
child, who trashes like a hare in a trap “stop struggling
them into his child, his voice in his Childs mind
you from them and from yourself. Nothings wrong. I’ll always look after you. I
love you”
“You
cannot love”
gave him when he heard of
sinks the silver dagger deep into his father’s thigh and uses the moment’s weakness
to pull away.
his child and remove the burning hot dagger at once. His claws gouge into his
Childs stomach earning him a scream of pain.
Trevor
kicked at the rug on his main room floor, curling his whip around his fingers.
He was worried. The ashen dunpeal had actually gone back to his father; he had
some crazy notion that Dracula could be reasonable. Stupid creature.
He was all
but expecting daemons to come to his door now, telling him of
impending doom. He winced imagining the things that would be done to him, his
wince increased as he thought of what
pieces. He stood and began pacing, surly the daemon’s would see
he shuddered he knew what happened to betrayers, torture, rape, execution.
He stopped
pacing a moment as a thought struck him, why did he care so much what happened
to the blonde, after all he was the son of Dracula, and he had tried to kill
him. But there was something about
something small and frightened that almost cried out to be found and protected.
The fact that he appeared an angel descended to earth helped a little as well.
Trevor
cursed once again, a habit he was going to have to break soon. He once again
began thinking of the things that would happen to them both, should Dracula
wish it. So much was he expecting something ferocious at his door, that when someone
knocked he all but leapt up, whip in hand ready to counter the intruder.
was open, sinking down the door frame to sit on the gravel of Trevor’s path>
“Adrian”
Trevor snapped reached down to lift the dunpeal, his hands were slapped away
“I don’t
need help” the dunpeal growled
Trevor
leaned back from the dunpeal who was attempting to get up, using the doorframe
to try and pull himself to his feet. Looking down it was clear the dunpeal was
heavily injured.
“I’m
guessing he said ‘no’” Trevor snorted Adrian just growled, Trevor huffed and
wrapped arms around the dunpeal helping him to his feet despite the weak
protests “stupid proud creature” he mumbled under his breath as he put one of
Adrian’s arms over his shoulder and wrapped his own around the dunpeal’s waist.
Together they hobbled inside.
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Trevor
winced as he felt blood soak into his sleeves; he could feel the dunpeal
quivering under his arms.
“What the
hell did he do to you” Trevor whispered easing the dunpeal down into a chair
“Nothing
much”
a hearth.
Trevor
reached forward and removed the dunpeal’s cloak, noting the material seemed to
throb in his hands. The dunpeal shuffled on the floor slightly getting
comfortable as Trevor placed the cloak on a rack. Trevor returned and started
unbuttoning the Dunpeal’s blood soaked shirt.
“What do
you think your doing”
“Helping
you! You stupid creature” Trevor snaps right back
“They’ll
heal on there own” the dunpeal said and the added in a hushed voice Trevor had
to strain to hear “I don’t want to look at them”
searching. Without a thought he charges into Orlox’s main chamber, finding the
dark haired vampire scrawling something in a journal
“Have you
seen
and shakes his head
“My lord?”
he asks
“He’s run
off stupid child”
“Why would
he do that, I’m sure he’s just lost in one of the corridors somewhere” Orlox
turns back to his journal,
“Stop
being so childish” Trevor snapped, when it was obvious the dunpeal’s wounds
were not healing, surprisingly the dunpeal obeyed and let the hunter remove his
shirt. Deep gashes bit into his stomach, they were turning black at the edges.
“I guess
what they say about vampires having venom in there claws are true then” Trevor
mumbled
“He’s never
hit me before . . . he’s never even shouted at me”
ooze from the wounds not feeling the pain.
“Looks
lhe jhe just made up for it” Trevor snorted reaching in to a cupboard pulling
out bandages “your lucky you new best friend is a hunter Adrian” he laughed
“plenty of bandages”
“I am not
The Lord
of darkness collapses into his throne, having searched the castle twice over.
His ever faithful companion Death appeared at his side.
“My Lord .
. .” Death began but was interrupted
“He’s
gone”
“Why my
Lord” Death questioned
“I . . .
he . . . he came home babbling and raving, I thought he was drunk but . . . no,
he sounded so human”
attacks stopped, he yelled about his mother . . . I lost my temper”
Death
nodded knowing how fiery
nearly out of control when he was angry, how his beast rose. He understood now,
his child perhaps and thus
“Do not
worry my Lord he will be back” Death said placing a bony hand on
“You don’t
understand” the vampire snapped “I really hurt him, and I bit him” he paused “I
was trying to make him a full blood”
“Only
natural” Death murmured “I’m surprised you waited this long to do it”
“I saw his
mind, he really believes what he said to me”
forever”
“Nonsense
my Lord he will return, after all he has nowhere else to go”
“This is
Alucard he’s decided to join us” Trevor beamed proudly an arm around the
half-blood’s shoulders.
They were
back in the tavern, this time meeting people. People like Trevor who wanted to
eradicate Dracula.
“Alucard
meet Sypha andnt.”nt.” Trevor beamed and wandered up to the bar to get ale,
leaving the alabaster son of Dracula alone with the two.
“Alucard
eh?” Grant muttered Alucard nodded and sat down, “what’s wrong with yer eyes
boy” Grant snapped, Alucard dipped his head, ivory hair covering his face as he
tried to hide blue and green eyes.
“You will
be fighting with us?” Sypha asked
“I . . .
will be fighting with you yes” Alucard nodded, grief eating at him already, he
looked back up which was a mistake
“God in
Heaven” Grant snapped “you’re a daemon!!” noticing green and blue had suddenly
changed to purple and red. “Your one of them SPY!!!”
Grant was
silence however when Trevor clubbed him round the head
“You
trying to get us killed?” he asked smiling “so Alucard how you getting on with
em” he asked
“He’s a
daemon!!” Grant snapped pointing
“Well only
half actually” Trevor mused “he’s a dunpeal” Alucard was amazed how easily
Trevor admitted that he was asking a half blood to join them.
“Vampire!!”
“Half,
Grant Half vampire” Trevor spelled it out
be a strong advantage then” Sypha pointed out
Time in
the tavern seemed to melt; Alucard spent much of it in a daze, wondering how
things could have changed so quickly. His father had turned on him almost instantly;
did that truly mean Dracula was just a monster? Had his father ever cared about
him? Or was he just a tool that the vampire needed to utilise in order to keep
his iron control.
So deep
was his thoughts that he didn’t notice Sypha’s worried glances at Trevor as he
drank nearly half the ale the tavern owned. Trevor for some reason was drinking
like a man starved of water for years and was fast becoming very drunk.
Alucard
however only noticed this when Trevor all but collapsed into his shoulder, a
bleary look in his eyes but with a serious undertone of lust.
“Why did
you seduce me” Trevor asked with a large wobbly grin
“I was
hungry” Alucard shrugged, the thought of blood tempting but his soul ached
“You were
about to swallow me whole” Trevor snorted a laugh Alucard managed a weak smile.
“Indeed
Sypha
watched as Grant and Trevor went to get ale, well Grant walked Trevor leaned
heavily, she sighed deeply
“You can
tell can’t you” she asked the pale dunpeal, Alucard nodded “what have I missed”
she asked
“You have
missed nothing” Alucard replied
“Then how
can you tell” she snapped
“You
cannot hide you scent woman” Alucard managed a small attempt at a smile “do not
worry no one else will ever know by my mouth”
Sypha
nodded, she was unsure why but bel believed him, maybe she saw the same thing
Trevor did hidden away in the mismatched eyes.
“I’m
taking you home
“before you can embarrass yourself further”
“Gonna
have your wicked way with me” the
tavern bench
“Not when
your drunk human” Alucard hoisted the
had done this many times before.
“Where are
you taking Trevor” Grant asked one eyebrow raised
“Home”
Alucard muttered
“If you
lay one finger on him Dracula spawn then I WILL
kill you” Grant hissed, Alucard blinked
“He is
lucky to have friends like that” he almost whispered before turning and
leaving.
“I still
don’t get why you trust that monster” Grant muttered settling down in his seat
“Just as
much as you do” Sypha replied with a little smile “if you really believed he
would harm Trevor then you wouldn’t have let him take him home”
Grant was stumped;
he had to admit that Sypha had a point.