Life
Chapter Three
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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 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.
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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Chapter Three
The man Franz entrusted
and he was sold once more in a new land, however he managed to escape.
someone taken to an orphanage or what passed for an orphanage then, but he did
not remain long, a couple, Marian and Herbert Baker took him.
At first he constantly tried to return
home, He ran to the docks several times but every time he was brought back,
beaten and told he was home, after the first year or so he came to believe it,
he forgot everything about his mother, father and home, he became Adrian Baker.
tutor the Bakers hired until he was at the same level as other children his age
then he was sent to a school, once there any lingering memories of his young
days disappeared all together and he became a normal human boy.
His aversion to sunlight was waning,
along with the nausea at entering chapels, although he did burn easily and
still feel the antipathy at entering a chapel.
However when he hit puberty his more
demonic side became physically visible.
He was of course sent to a doctor.
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“well
from the sounds of it his symptoms are most unusual, you say he comes from a
different land yes . . . well who knows with these backward godless countries I
wouldn’t be surprised if it were the throw backs from demonic possession. . .
may I see the child” an elderly doctor asks Marian and Herbert
“
now”
A pail
boy of fifteen with long ivory hair enters the room and sits upon the wooden
table.
“So this
is
into his face “my, my, he is pail isn’t he”
“He’s
always been like that” Marian puts forward “but recently . . .”
“Ah yes”
the doctor lifts Adrian’s hands showing long, pointed ebony fingernails, “these
we can cut”
However
after many attempts and two pairs of broken scissors they give up
“Very
well” the doctor continues the examination turning up with unbreakable
fingernails, pointed elf like ears, amethyst coloured eyes where they were once
copper, and some inhuman dentistry.
“I do
believe my earliest conclusion was correct” the elderly doctor sits back “this
boy has obviously suffered from his lack of Christian faith making his soul
weak and easily possessed, I would not be surprised if he spent his entire
young days the victim of strange daemons, it is hardly surprising that his body
would develop physical signs”
“Is there
anything we can do” Herbert Baker asks
“Does the
boy attend church” the doctor asks
“Of course”
“Then no,
as long as his soul is purified he is fine, these physical signs may or may not
fade it all depends on the lord’s will” the Doctor concluded
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The unusual heritage was described off as
a spiritual illness and
life as it was. At school he was able to join a group of other students his own
age, Artemis who became his best friend, Simon, Louis and Jonathan. Once he
com
completed school he took an interest in philosophical pursuits; he became a
student at a local university. Where his friends joined him,
half way into my first year when the world was once again turned upside down.
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The
morning sun rose quietly, bringing light down onto a large scholarly building.
The light shines through a window, left open to the night’s warm air, into a room
holding two students.
directly snapped it shut again as it was assaulted by the brightness of the
morning. Groaning quietly he promptly pulls a blanket over his head and sets
about returning to sleep.
In the bed
next to his a young man with short cut brown hair and a slightly muscular build
sits up blinking unfocusedly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes he smirks at the
lump on the other bed and stands. Moving to the window he shuts the curtains
before wandering into the adjoining bathroom.
Once the
bathroom door closes a loud thump is heard causing
blinking unfocused around the room, long pail blond hair in disarray.
“Uh . .
.” is the intelligent reply
“you guys
awake yet” the voice of Louis comes from behind the closed doorway to the room,
the bathroom door opens and Artemis emerges as Adrian collapses back onto his
mattress.
“I’m
awake but
between life and death” Artemis jokes
“Well
hurry up you two, we’ll wait for you in the dinning hall” Louis’ voice portrays
the smile on his face, his footsteps echo down the hall.
“You
heard the man Adrian, get up” Artemis gently kicks the bottom of
“You
people just don’t understand the meaning of Saturday”
obediently rolls out of bed. His voice accented even after all his years away.
“Yeah
well if you went to bed at a normal time you wouldn’t have this problem”
Artemis scolds
“You
sound like Marian” the words are muffled as a shirt is pulled over head
“I was
told to look after you . . . 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”
Artemis ordered trying to make his voice high and feminine
“You’re
not funny”
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“Heavens
above you guys take as long as girls to get ready” Simon snaps as Adrian and
Artemis sit down to breakfast
“Yeah
well
nudges
“Not
before you did your make up”
himself to what’s around the table
“It’s too
early for your banter” Jonathan mutters flopping boneless next to Louis “it’s
Saturday for crying out loud”
“Finally
some one who understand the sacred law of Saturday”
towards Jonathan “thou shalt not awake before
pm
“Two a
clock you’ll have slept half the day away and look at it” Louis pointed out of
one of the long windows “its perfect weather for being outside . . .”
“Here we go”
Artemis whispers as Louis launches into his usual ‘it’s a wonderful life
lecture’
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The university had funded for a camping
trip as many of the students had been raised in the city and had only seen
cobble stones and bricks, it was thought healthy for them to see the country
and to try and live a simple life for a few days.
Many students willingly sighed up and
some were sighed up against there will,
“forgive me but a tent over a soft bed, you are joking Art”
The camping trip was where things went
wrong. Since
had obviously known he was not normal but as he continued to grow over the
years he noticed other things, not to mention the obvious physical advantage
over humans and of course the ever present hunger for blood had been making
itself known.
Adrian had discovered the hunger a few
months prior and was considering making it known to his adoptive parents
thinking it part of his ‘disease’ but had decided against it, people were
hanged for less, ‘I would just deal with this on my own’ had been his thoughts,
however he found himself unable to deal with it and had been slipping badly as
of late. The rat population had decreased rapidly along with cats and the
occasional dog.
However he found it impossible to make The camping trip was where he was * /\/ * “aren’t “Back off “Relax The group “Should “We only “Well I’m The group “If we’d
himself feel disgust at what he had done, lord knows he did try, he lay awake
at night telling himself what he did was evil, wrong and disgusting, all the
things everyone else would think, but he didn’t feel evil and he wasn’t discussed
with himself. Swallowing a life even a Rat’s made him feel a little less alone.
enlightened.
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you hot” Simon nudge Adrian as they dismounted and let there horses lose in a
field “I mean, coat, boots and gloves Adrian look around you I see lose shirts
and rolled up trousers”
Simon” Artemis snapped before looking to Adrian whom had raised a pail eyebrow
at his roommate’s defensive nature
Art I was only asking” Simon muttered Artemis shrugged.
walked back to the main body of tents, which were pitched by a lake
we check the traps” Louis asked
set them half an hour ago” Simon smiled at his friends’ eagerness
famished, we could walk there by foot that would take longer” Louis almost
begged
relented easily; Louis wasn’t the only hungry one. The traps had been set a
little way off from camp, they had noticed a rabbit burrow hidden under a small
thicket and had hidden wires in the foliage, however setting the wires hadn’t
been easy and they’d made enough noise to frighten anything within two miles
away, least to say no one was hopeful.
have brought the hawks this would have been easier”
forced there way into the forest, snagging clothing on stray branches.
“We don’t
even know if it failed yet” Artemis pointed out as the group emerged into where
they had set traps “thank heavens for small miracles” Artemis voiced spotting
the rabbit caught in a wire.
“Is one
going to be enough there is four of us” Louis asked looking doubtful as he held
up the rabbit, the thing was practically skin and bones.
“It’ll
have to be” Simon shrugged “we’ve only got one”
As they
were talking surprisingly a second rabbit exploded from a tunnel and raced away
through the thicket, acting on pure reaction
“You’ll
never catch it” Artemis yelled
Without
thinking
after the rabbit, almost like a dog, if you run it will chase you, he had had
moments like this before where his mind was swallowed by instinct but they were
rare.
Tearing
through the bushes instantly he had a rhythm to his movement, he can hear his
own footfalls and the rabbits, thumping through the forest, sounds of panic and
elation. He smiled widely feeling as if a weight is lifted, tension seems to
melt from his body leaving only the sensation of movement. The rabbit is fast
but he is faster, he leaps sending himself tumbling, gloved fingers gripping
tightly to the struggling form of the rabbit.
his mouth wide. A sharp sound a short distance away made him stop, he closed
his mouth harshly and looked around, nothing was visible but he couldn’t risk
it. He looked down to the struggling rabbit and sighed disappointedly before
breaking its neck and heading back to camp.
Two pairs
of eyes watched the retreating form of
spoke first
“It’s
him, I know it is”
“You
can’t be sure”
“Oh come
on just look at him, the way he moves, the way he looks, he is the lord’s son”
“But I
don’t think . . .”
“You
never do, Sam! We’ve found the lords son!”
“Crysta
we haven’t
along with his mother, the lord is just . . . . Unwilling to let go”
‘Sam
’t y’t you dare speak like that! That boy is
age, the right physical description and for gods sakes look at him, he radiates
inhuman, and he’s wearing gloves in July for the dark lord’s sake!’
“Crysta .
. .”
“Samuel!
He was going to eat the rabbit before you just had to sneeze” Crysta snapped
“It could
have been a different vamp . . .” Samuel began but was interrupted again
“Sam you
know its
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“You
actually caught it!” Simon snapped as
clearing
“Yes, it
was luck really it must have been old or hurt, possibly it had that disease
where they go blind”
sighing
“
asked putting a hand on ’s shoulder
“Oh . . .
yes I’m fine”
fine
“You feel
guilty over killing a rabbit” Louis asked, trying in vain to hold down a
snigger.
“Um . .
.”
“Aww did
the bunny cry” Louis sniggered before
the rabbit at him
“Lets
just eat it”
as they returned with two rabbits.