Life
Chapter Twelve
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Life
Disclaimerstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>:
Castlevania belongs to Konami not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is
written purely because I have a burningd tod 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 Yaoi. LEMON.
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.
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IS DEAD
Needed to
find a way for Alucard to go into the nasty little coffin thing and this was
what I dreamt up.
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Chapter Twelve
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Castlevania early in the morning and three days later they fled as it collapsed
in on itself.
encountered many hardships, as they had expected, the castle was vast and
getting lost was very simple, even with
and on edge, when Adrian first shifted his form to that of a bat Grant had
nearly shot him down with a knife the tension was so thick.
room a dead end and
watched them. But what made Adrian’s heart ache was the fact that he knew his
father would think this a gift, he would honestly believe his son was trying to
make up for his actions and had brought human’s as a gift or entertainment. It
would not be until the final strike that Dracula would allow himself to realise
that his son had turned against him.
tears to his eyes, challenging Death had sent true fear into his soul and
finally killing his father had left him emotionally crippled.
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Emptiness.
Pure burning emptiness.
Alucard
wanted to weep but he couldn’t, it just wasn’t inside of him anymore. Guilt
slowly filled him and started consuming every shred of decency he had left, he
wanted to scream but couldn’t. He couldn’t express his emotions anymore; there
was nothing inside of him. He was hollow, made from emptiness and guilt.
The others
had gone to the tavern to celebrate Dracula’s defeat but not him, he couldn’t.
Instead he wandered the streets heading slowly in the direction of Trevor’s
home. Trevor had said he could stay until he figured out what he wanted to do.
He wanted
to die. He didn’t want to be empty, he didn’t like being alone.
Inside the
house was cold, but he didn’t care. He was cold inside; outside temperature
wouldn’t have affected him. He knew he was suffering withdrawal from lack of
blood, but he couldn’t bring himself to destroy a life. Remembering he snorted,
drinking a life made him feel that little less alone, he didn’t want to be
alone, he was alone now and he hated it.
Cold.
Empty. Alone.
He
collapsed on the couch, head buried in the cushions, legs hanging over an arm
rest. He wanted to weep, he needed to, and he hated this so much! He needed not
to be alone. He heard the door open quietly and shut once again, maybe a
surviving daemon had come to finish him, he couldn’t have cared less.
Trevor
placed a warm hand on the dunpeal’s cold shoulder. Alucard flinched and looked
up,
“I know
you said you wanted to be alone” Trevor looked uncomfortable “but . . . I
couldn’t . . .” he stopped, the dunpeal nodded and curled up on the sofa making
room for the hunter who sat next to him. Alucard curled tightly around himself
making sure not to touch the hunter in any way.
Trevor
reached across and pulled the dunpeal to him.
n stn style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“I’m so
sorry, so very sorry” he whispered, arms wrapped around the dunpeal, rocking
gently
“I killed
him. I killed my Father”
Alucard
winced feeling the warmth of the human slip inside him and thaw the frozen
emptiness that was inside, he wasn’t alone. Warm wetness ran down his face,
tears had finally found there escape.
“It’ll be
alright Alucard, I’m here” Trevor whispered, Alucard sighed, he felt a little
bit of the emptiness ease when Trevor said that. Just being held by the hunter
eased the emptiness almost completely. He NEEDED Trevor.
Alucard
pulled his head back to look at the hunter, bleary grey and blue eyes met
chocolate brown, and Trevor blinked when he saw the need buried in those
mismatched eyes. Unsure who instigated it the two found themselves locked in a
deep kiss.
Alucard
sighed, the emptiness was still there but it was getting smaller, the guilt
could be pushed aside if he just focused on the hunter’s mouth touching his.
Trevor drew back all to soon for the dunpeal, who whimpered but fell silent
quickly realising just what he had been doing, he was using Trevor.
“I am
damned eternally” Alucard whispered
“We are all
damned” Trevor smiled a little
Alucard
looked back up at the hunter; he was so . . . so human. Alucard tensed looking
at the human with venerable eyes that made Trevor’s heart clench. Unable to
resist the dunpeal closed his mouth over the hunters. Trevor groaned feeling a
raging heat wash through him, he pressed back hard against the half blood,
feeling the hardness of teeth behind his lips. Sliding his tongue inside the
dunpeal’s mouth, he ran it over needle sharp fangs and groaned unsure why it
made him feel so good.
Alucard reached down, ignorthe the guilt that spawned anew from this act,
fingers hurriedly unbuckling the human’s trousers by feel alone, desperate for
contact, he needed this, he didn’t care how, if he took the human or if the
human took him, he just needed it. The contact the feeling of skin touching
skin, he almost cried out with the need for it.
Feeling
the human’s hands busy themselves in his cloths Alucard stood from the sofa and
took a step away, Trevor frowned then followed him to the middle of the floor,
where Alucard began again. Once the infuriating buckle was undone, he was
forcing Trevor out of his tunic pressing his face against warm skin.
He let out
a deep breath, the need still raging in him but abating slightly with the touch
of skin. It took him a moment to feel the strong arms pulling on his own shirt,
almost timidly he pulled back, stepping out of pant’s that had pooled at his
feet and allowing the human to pull off his shirt and look.
Trevor was
breathing heavily; the raw need that pounded out of the dunpeal was almost
frightening, yet there was something missing, it was need, not passion or lust
just need, it felt cold. He let
Alucard rest against him a moment before pushing him back and pulling off the
dunpeal’s shirt, leaving Alucard naked in front of him.
“You’re so
beautiful” he breathed,
Pale perfect skin covered every inch of the half blood’s sleek body. White hair
shone silver in the candle light, as it drifted down over his shoulders and chest
like a curtain. Trevor blushed, he couldn’t believe this was being offered to
him, cold need or not, his blush intensified when he realised he to was
completely naked and standing in front of Alucard.
“I’m mad”
Alucard breathed to quiet for the hunter to hear as he took a step forwards,
Trevor closed his arms around the son of Dracula and kissed his throat, feeling
the blonde shiver against him he did it again a little harder, a small mewl
escaped Alucard and Trevor smiled
“Like
that” he whispered lapping gently at the soft skin feeling the blonde quiver
against him.
Trevor
yelped as the blonde’s legs gave out sending them both to the floor, instantly
Trevor pinned the blonde dunpeal to the carpet, running his lips over his
throat, causing the dunpeal to moan and arch against him.
Alucard mewled
the pain and emptiness was going, but it still wasn’t gone he needed more, he
needed Trevor right NOW. He needed
the hunter to stop the pain. He looked down at the hunter, ravishing his throat
and the top half of his chest and growled, the foreplay was too much right now,
he didn’t want it! Pulling the hunter up, he kissed him hard, trying to push
his need into Trevor, making him understand.
Trevor
smiled against the dunpeal, lowering his hands to the blonde’s hips he rolled
them over so the blonde was straddling his hips. Pale hands rested on the
tanned chest for balance.
“This ok”
he asked, he dunpeal nodded as he was raised up
A deep
throated groan escaped the alabaster throat as the dunpeal was lowered gently,
easing him down until they were joined. Alucard bit his bottom lip in an effort
not to let sad tears escape, he knew he needed this but there was something
undeniably bitter about it.
Trevor
opened his chocolate eyes and gazed up at the dunpeal, this felt wonderful; he
had wanted this ever since the night in all ally, but he couldn’t help notice
the expression behind the dunpeal’s eyes. He tensed and moved his legs to get
better leverage and began to move. Almost instantly the blonde moved with him,
as if the whole thing had been choreographed, they had an instant rhythm, slow
and gentle.
The
dunplooklooked down with dark blue and grey eyes, looking into half lidded
chocolate eyes as the hunter watched him. Trevor moved, sitting up wrapping
tanned arms around the dunpeal, trying to convey with the simple movement what
he felt. He smiled when he felt lithe arms wrap tightly around his shoulders,
slowly he pushed the blonde down onto his back.
The
different angle stuck the point inside the flaxen haired dunpeal making him
shudder and let lose tiny half moaned words. Seeing the reaction Trevor sped up
a little.
“You feel
so good inside
real name. “Tell me what you want”
For a
moment there were silence, only Trevor’s breathing and the sounds of the
floorboards creaking under the movement.
“Just
don’t leave” the dunpeal whispered eventually, shifting his hips a little to
meet the hunters movements a little better.
Trevor
groaned loudly, gripping the alabaster hips harder, pulling the slender son of
Dracula back onto him repeatedly, every time striking that spot inside the
blonde making the small moans get louder. Trevor winced internally as he felt
himself get closer to orgasm; his movements became more frantic, faster,
harder, jerking the lithe dunpeal against the carpet hard enough that he would
have burns.
“
“That’s
it” Adrian’s pale hands stroking Trevor’s back as he quivers over him,
thrusting faster with frantic movements “take what’s left of my soul” sad bloody
tears escape the dunpeal
Trevor
yelled long and hard, his back arched and he clawed at the dunpeal beneath him
as he came with blinding force.
inside of him, the sensations were enough that they forced him over the edge,
screaming.
Slowly
they came to there senses, Trevor opened his eyes and looked at the dunpeal who
had curled tightly next to him, slow sad tears escaping him, one pale arm
wrapped securely round the hunters waist, as if scared he would be left alone.
weeks passed slowly and Alucard did not improve, he stopped eating, he would
not sleep, he would just sit being silent wanting oblivion. He hated the
emptiness that still ate at him and it forced him to Trevor’s arms again and
again.
Each day
he grew weaker until he was forced to sleep, every time he slept it got harder
and harder to wake him. He got paler; thinner and weaker with each passing day.
Still no food would pass his lips, no liquid, he would just sit and stare until
either he slept or lay with Trevor.
n stn style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Alucard”
Trevor mumbled stroking ivory hair away from closed eyes, eyes opened revealing
grey irises, and it was the first time Trevor had seen the dunpeal’s eyes match
each other. “Alucard, you have to stop this” Trevor whispered “how about I make
broth, I’m quiet good at that”
The pale
dunpeal didn’t move
“Come on,
my cooking’s not that bad is it” Trevor tried to joke, but stopped “please
When no
reply was uttered Trevor huffed and climbed out of the bed, clambering into
some clothes, he stalked from the room.
“I don’t
know what to do, if he keeps this up he’ll die” Trevor hissed glaring into his
ale, as the tavern master gave it to him
“Well . .
. one less vampire” Grant muttered but there was no venom in his voice “I mean
half vampire”
“Trevor”
Sypha spoke up “Alucard cannot die from this” Trevor looked confused
“He’s
starving himself!!” he snapped “every time he wakes up he’s a little less
alive. I can see it happening to him, his eyes seem to die a little more every
time I look at him!” he paused remembering the fact that his eyes were now the
same colour.
“I know
but trust me he will not die” Sypha said calmly
“His eyes”
Trevor muttered “they’re the same colour now”
“Eh” Grant
muttered
“Before,
his eyes were duel colours, they never matched” Trevor explained
“It’s the
weakness of the vampire” Sypha explained “only the ancient ones can control
there eye colour all the others they’re eyes change with there emotions” she
paused “it meant Alucard had conflicting emotions”
“Now he
doesn’t” Trevor nodded
“What
colour are they” Sypha asked
“Grey”
Trevor sighed and took a swig out of his tankard, “not exactly your happiest
colour” Sypha nodded and sighed
“We just
need to give him time” she said eventually
“And if he
dies in the mean time” Grant asked
“I already
said he won’t” Sypha snapped “when vampires don’t eat they get weaker and
weaker until they just sleep. They will sleep until there next meal comes
along. They enter Torpor.” She stopped and blinked a few times “maybe that’s
what he needs”
“What”
Grant asked
“Torpor”
Sypha said calmly “he needs to enter Torpor, many vampires do it when the
weight of eternity gets too much to bear”
“I think I
would like that” a v beh behind them muttered, they turned to see a very
heavily cloaked Alucard behind them.
Alucard
blinked, his eyelids felt heavy, as if he were unable to hold them open any
longer. The darkness of the casket was comforting, the silk lining felt nice
against his skin. He relaxed into it and tried to sleep.
Trevor had
not been happy about the idea but he had expected that, even at the last moment
he had tried to talk the pale son of Dracula out of it.
whispered his hand grasping the pale delicate hand of the dunpeal.
forever” Trevor almost begged, Alucard raised an eyebrow at the request
“please” Trevor whispered urgently
lie down in the casket but strong human arms prevented him
when you wake up” Trevor hissed, the dunpeal nodded, he knew he would never
wake up but it wasder der to give the human hope. Alucard leaned back and began
to close the lid knowing he would never see Trevor again.
Darkness
crept at the corners of his mind and Alucard invited it in deeper, one last
sigh escaped him.
Da'>Darkness
was all there was, no light, no movement only darkness. Then the memories
returned.
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you don’t drop him”
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Adrian you forget your father is the scariest monster around so no other
monsters are even going to hurt you, I’ll always be here to protect you”
~*~
I’d gladly surrender my life”
Mother!”
hate them but please don’t act on your hatred, please don’t cause them pain
they have enough already, please tell your father I love him and always will”
~*~
the meaning of Saturday”
normal time you wouldn’t have this problem”
now boy brush your hair and I want you to eat a healthy breakfast and make sure
you wash your face oh and no running around until forty minuets after breakfast
we don’t want you getting cramps now do we”
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with you”
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you . . . your not . . . you’re not human”
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“He has a
heart beat”
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“My lord I
assured you he was not dead”
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“I did not
doubt you, but . . . my son has a heart
beat. A heart beat. He’s immortal and yet at the same time mortal, mortal and
immortal not one or the other, the perfect balance, perfect, my son is perfect”
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after you”
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“You’ve
never called me that before; even when you were small you never called me
father”
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Father”
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~*~
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“You look
cheerful. In fact you radiate happiness better stop grinning like that
off”
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~*~
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wouldn’t do that, it makes my stomach turn to watch you do that”
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Why”
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“It just
does so if you must do it wait until I’m not around”
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know you were down here I wasn’t looking”
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before you throw yourself from balconies in future ok”
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sorry about Samuel, but why on earth did you just . . .”
. .otheother”
so?”
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lug thinking he can just come . . .”
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have no idea”
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what”
confused
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beautiful you are moonbeam, how you make me ache just being in the same room as
you”
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~*~
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al'>
that to you”
moonbeam”
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name”
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never have wanted any of this; she would hate you now to see what you have
become”
you to”
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”
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is only Alucard”
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whole”
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~*~
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Father,
Father please stop this”
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Father”
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want”
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many vampires do it when the weight of eternity gets too much to bear”
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Suddenly
he jolted. AWAKE. He was awake,
sitting up in his casket, the lid hanging from its hinges. Why was he awake?
What had disturbed him, he’d only just lain down, what if Trevor had come back
to get him! Why would the
hoping to drive the
The
feeling of disturbance still remained, so he made to stand, hoping to scare it
away by his appearance. He jerked but couldn’t move, his hair was tangled in
the rotten hinges, his hair was . . . long, really long, it spilled over the
sides of the casket.
B . . .
but how? He’d only just lain down! His stomach growled hungrily at him,
insisting that he move to satisfy it. Carefully Alucard clambered out of the
casket and stood on the ground his legs shaking, his hair pooled on the floor.
That would never do, he reached over for his sword, it was where he had left
it, but it was dull and marked with age.
But he
didn’t feel any passage of time, he’d only just got inside the casket, surly
this was a prank of some sort, Sypha must have made his hair long, Trevor could
have dulled his sword. Well he’d show them; no doubt they were round the corner
giggling. Had they no understanding of the agony he was in!! Heartless
creatures.
He paused,
the pain, the emptiness . . . it was smaller, not gone just, smaller not so
consuming as it had been. Another spell no doubt! He hissed, slicing his hair
with his dull sword leaving what was cut on the floor, and made his way to the
entrance, pushing fallen beams and dust covered planks from his path, wow this
was getting a bit excessive, when Trevor pulled a prank it was a real prank.
Appearing
in the night air he put his foot in snow. Snow? There had been no snow be!
H!
He swallowed heavily maybe this wasn’t a prank. Looking around he felt his
heart jump into his throat, a stone, a marker right beside his tomb
Alucard
fell to his knees. Oh God, he had slept so long, he had to find out when he
was! Standing he turned around only to fall to his knees again, Castlevania
stood on the horizon.
“No, not
again, please not again”
The End
Continued in Part
Two
Those who are
Hunted.