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.
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Warning: this fic contains really style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Light YAOI (GuyXGuy), blood play and vampires (is this a necessary
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.
Dracula is called lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-fa:Ver:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>.
I know this does not fit with history but I am not using true history, I am
using my Castlevania symphony of the night manual and that says lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>.
Plus I like the name style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
better than just Vlad.
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Chapter Five
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Death, feeling a slight unease at his Lords obvious
worry makes his way silently up a stone spiral staircase and enters into a
plush room. Lord Dracula Vladimir Tepes is kneeling on a four poster bed over a
sleeping form, his head resting lightly on the others chest, pail locks
spilling around him.
“My Lord?” Death asks, lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
looks up a small smile gracing his features
“He has a heart beat” he says his voice echoing with
pride and amazement as if he cannot believe his son would have a heart beat.
“My lord I assured you he was not dead” Death mutters
insulted that Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
would doubt him
“I did not doubt you” lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
nods knowing Death’s thoughts “but . . .
my son has a heart beat”
Death was confused why such a simple humane trait
would amaze the lord of the undead.
“A heart beat” lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
repeated still as if he could not believe this “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”
Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
was rambling now but death was beginning to understand what he was talking
about. When he made no reply style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
brought his head back down to his son’s chest and his smile widened
“I can hear it, come here listen” lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
gestured to Death to come nearer
“My lord I . . .” Death was cut short as the sleeping
form on the bed made a sluggish sound and tried to roll over “I do not want to
wake him after he has suffered so”
“Oh yes of course” lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
nodded and moved away from his son and sat down next to the bed.
Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
watched the sleeping form of his child and allowed his clawed hand to brush his
Childs face, he was warm. Warm, not the heat of a human but not the coldness of
the undead, just warm. style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
led led and placed his cold palm against his son’s temperate forehead.
Death turned about to leave when lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s
voice stopped him
“They took him from me, but I found him, he’s mine
again, I’m never going to let anything happen to him”
Death nodded part of him wished he could understand
his lord, his lords utter protectiveness of his child, he wished he could
understand what it felt like to be a father.
Death’s train of thought was interrupted by a quiet
moan, Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
moved like liquid lightening as his son’s eyes opened slowly, unfocused.
“ style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>”
Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
frowned confused not recognizing his surroundings, his eyes fell to his father
and a slight recognition was there
“I . . . I know . . . you” was the almost silent
statement his voice sounded broken, hurt, his throat raw
Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
said nothing for a moment but nodded before speaking
“It took me so long to find you; I thought you were
lost to me . . . Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>”
Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
reached forward to move his son’s hair away from his eyes, lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
blinked up at him, eyebrows scrunched together thinking hard
“You are home” lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
smiled
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lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>When
he first awoke his mind was foggy and he was to say the least, slightly
confused. But this strange place seemed more comforting than anything lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
had ever seen before, he knew deep down that he was home, even although he had
a strange man peering over me like he was the most fascinating thing in
creation and behind him hovered a skeletal creature, still lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
found himself unafraid.
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lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
even found himself beginning to accept the more demonic side of his nature
although the thought of killing people did not come easily.
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“It is
your heritage” Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> sighed looking at
the absoluter inr in his sons eyes
“Your . .
. your lying” Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> was frozen solid
even as Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> wrapped his arms
around him, “as the son of a vampire, my son you to bear the curse” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> was paralysed he
was in the . . . arms of a . . .style='mso-spacerun:yes'> vampire.
The
paralysis fell away, and immediately he began to struggle, trying to pull
himself away from his father’s embrace. Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> squeezed his
son’s supple frame tighter.
" style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>," said style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>, quietly but
firmly, "Stop struggling. style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>. Stop it
now."
Unable to
argue against the unbreakable grip that held him, style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> unwillingly gave
in, unfortunately he could not stop the quiet sobs that escaped him, style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>’s grip tightened
slightly, one hand gently moving in what was an obvious soothing motion on style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>’s lower back and
the second gently wrapped around the back of style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowt>’s >’s head and held style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> to him.
“Please
don’t cry . . . I’ll look after you” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>’s voice was back
to the soft purr and although he tried not to, style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> found himself
wanting to believe what Vladimirstyle=t-sit-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> said.
The quiet
sobs grew quieter and soon became silent, but his body still shook. Eventually
and unwillingly Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> gave into
exhaustion and Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> stood, leaving
the room that held his trembling child.
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“My
lord?” Death asked spotting the severely distressed expression on the lord of
darkness’ face, Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> approached his
chair and collapsed into it, his eyes hollow, it was a few minuets before he
spoke
“I told
him” he said flatly “I told him what I am, what we are and what he is”
“Yes my
lord” Death nodded already taking a good guess to the Dunpeals reaction
“It was
like you said” Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:windowtext'> put his head into
his hands
“It was
too soon to tell him my lord, the child just escaped death, and you must allow
him to recover from that trauma before inflicting more”
“He knew
what he was before, he came here all the time, he loved me, why now does the
mention of his kind drive him to tears my faintest touch drive him to
hysterics”
“Give him
time my lord, time will heal him”
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style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimir found himself for the second time
in his long life feeling grief and it was for the same person. The grief he
felt at the death of Lisa and the initial lose of his son and now here he was
feeling grief again over his son. It amazed him that he could feel like this,
as he walked up to the room he had given his son he even found his hands
shaking ever so slightly.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Adrian” Vladimir opened the door
slightly and glanced in his son sat up on the bed holding his legs to him,
curled up. He looked to Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> with red ringed eyes.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“I am sorry about what happened”
Vladimir moved into the room and sat on the bed next to his son, “I searched
for you the evening it happened but the humans were faster you had been taken
from this land before the sun had set”
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“What?” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> asked so quietly style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> almost didn’t hear him,
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“The humans have warped your mind,
creaan ian imbalance in your soul”
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Please stop” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> whispered resting his forehead on
his knees “please stop this madness”
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“My child it is not madness it is
who you are deep down you know that” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> sighed
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“I am not some undead monster” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> spat
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“I know, by rights you shouldn’t
even exist” Vladimir looked to hhildhild, Adrian was confused surly the words
were cruel but the tone of his fathers voice was not, Vladimir wrapped his arms
around his son’s lithe frame and held tight “usually Dunpeals die or go mad,
many become full vampires to escape the madness but you . . .” Vladimir kissed
his sons forehead “you are the perfect balance, the perfect dunpeal, immortal
and so totally mortal at once”
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Dunpeal” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> whispered “this is why I enjoy
hurting people” Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> smiled wider and made a delighted
sound
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“No child we do not hurt them, kill
them sometimes but not hurt them unless we intend to”
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“I killed Artemis”
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Didfighfight you” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> asked
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“He loved me, he wouldn’t of fought
me” Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> closed his eyes trying to force
himself to feel some form of guilt but he remembered only bliss. style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> moved closer to his child, pushing
gently so Adrian uncurled
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“I can prove to you the joy we give
them”
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>’s voice had changed it had become
lower, quieter almost a whisper. style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> pulled back slightly to look at
his child and it hurt to see the fear and mistrust in his child’s eyes but he
lowered his head anyway. Gently nudging style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>’s head aside, he felt the tension
in his child; it was as if his son had me ame a frozen wraith.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Please relax” he whispered if
anything his child tensed further
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> soothingly placed his closed mouth
to his son’s throat he could feel the pulse fluttering wildly against his lips,
and he wondered for a moment how could his son be anything more than fully
human. His tongue flicked out tasting, he marvelled at how his child tasted so
. . . warm, slightly salty, and human. style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> relaxed a little in his arms.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> tasted again, kissing flesh and
felt how his child moved, relaxing more so, until all the muscles had loosened,
the fear was still there but it was slight and diminishing quickly, style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> lazily wrapped his arms around style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>’s neck.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Father” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> whispered for the first time in
his life
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Child” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> replied biting down gently
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimir felt his child’s trembling
become a shiver and he tasted Adrian, an exquisite mix of life and death, life
forced itself from his son and poured into Vladimir with more force than
Vladimir had ever felt before, he felt his beast stir at the new sensations, so
powerful, only his iron self-control kept him from giving himself over to the
feeling and unleashing his beast, allowing it to overwhelm him.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> groaned audibly, feeling his son
beneath him, his short, sharp breathing, the movement of his body, the rapid
pulsing of his heart, all combined caused style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> to groan.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> shuddered under the sweet flare of
pain that changed instantly to a barrage of amazing sensations, rocketing
through him like they had before, causing him to tremble and grip his father
tighter, he could hear the vocal sounds coming from his father and delighted in
them. His father was right it did work both ways.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>He felt the purr that reverberated
through his fathers form. It was something there were no words for that cause style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> to almost silently beg for this to
keep going, he felt safe, loved and the emptiness in him was filling in a way
it never had before. He belonged here.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimir sat up pulling his child
with him, holding them together all but painfully before he pulled back Adrian
collapsed, almost drained, his pale skin translucent as he lay there gasping
for breath, his eyes closed. style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Vladimirstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> placed a hand on his son’s
forehead. There were advantages to him being not quiet human.
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> As style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> lay, unable to get up, he opened
his eyes and looked up at his father with bright purple eyes that glowed with
an inhuman light. style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
watched as his son’s eyes changed from soft lavender to a blood red, finally lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Vladimirlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
thought to himself something immortal.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>“Father” style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'>Adrianstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana'> smiled
“You’ve never called me that before; even when you
were small you never called me father”
“Oh”
“I like it”
“Father”
“Child”
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the point in time where style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
accepted what he was, but still he reused to kill, “I just can’t bring myself to
do it, I’m sorry”. The father hated humans with a passion but lang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s
memory of his childhood was still clouded, he had no negative memories of the
humans. All he remembered was Artemis, Marianne and their kindness.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>He did not
remember his mother’s fate, he knew she had been murdered by humans, the father
told him but Adrianlang=EN-US style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
had not yet gotten his memory back of that event.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>His memory
of some things was returning though, he remembered Samuel completely, for which
they were both glad, the two of them became as close as ever they were before, Samuel
even tried to understand Adrian’s respect for human life.
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believed he could never let go of his respect for human life.
