Life

Disclaimer: 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 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.

Express Warning: Chapter contains violence and Light Yaoi

Rating: NC-17

Authoress note: 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” Vladimir stood to greet his child, he held his arms out to his son and frowned when Adrian did not step into the embrace

“I need to speak with you” Adrian stood firm

“Well you actually sound like you have something to say” Vladimir smirked “go on”

“Stop the attacks” Adrian said levelly, Vladimir snorted

“You are joking?” Vladimir asks, when Adrian shakes his head his frown deepens “what are you talking about?”

“I met a human” Adrian said Vladimir snorted angrily “he showed me lots of things . . . we need to stop the attacks right now”

“What’s come over you?” Vladimir looks perplexed

“I have seen what we are doing to them, its evil” Adrian snapped

“They are only human” Vladimir snorts with contempt

“You stopped killing for Mother and she were human and what of me your child I’m part human to” Adrian shouts

“Your mother was divine, she was an angle trapped in the body of a mortal! As for you, your humanity has made you weak but it is easily remedied” Vladimir all but roared

“Stop the attacks!! Mother would never have wanted any of this, she would hate you now to see what you have become” Adrian yelled and cried out as he was struck across the room, slamming into the wall, leaving cracks in the stone work.

“And what of you, would she hate you to” Vladimir roared storming over to his child and lifting him away from the fragments of wall that had fallen around him and shaking him roughly

“Yes” Adrian croaked his voice coarse “but we can both be forgiven” Vladimir all but dropped his son

“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”

Adrian backed away, never before had he 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. Adrian yelps and doges, feeling claws grate across his spine.

“Adrian I do not want to hurt you” Vladimir snaps “don’t fight me” the lord of 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 Adrian. Stop it. Stop” he jerks his son hard who goes limp for a moment.

Vladimir plunges his teeth down, sinking them into his child, his voice in his Childs mind

“I won’t hurt you. I’m protecting you from them and from yourself. Nothings wrong. I’ll always look after you. I love you”

“You cannot love” Adrian spits, pulling a dagger Trevor gave him when he heard of Adrian’s plan to talk with his father. He sinks the silver dagger deep into his father’s thigh and uses the moment’s weakness to pull away.

Vladimir thrashes and twists trying to grab his child and remove the burning hot dagger at once. His claws gouge into his Childs stomach earning him a scream of pain. Adrian flees.

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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 Adrian’s gruesome death and his own impending doom. He winced imagining the things that would be done to him, his wince increased as he thought of what Adrian would look like getting torn to pieces. He stood and began pacing, surly the daemon’s would see Adrian’s defence of a human as betrayal, 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 Adrian, something buried under the anger, 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.

Adrian’s legs gave out just as the door 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.

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” Adrian said through his teeth as he was sat on the floor beside 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” Adrian snapped batting his hands away.

“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”

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Vladimir storms around the castle, searching. Without a thought he charges into Orlox’s main chamber, finding the dark haired vampire scrawling something in a journal

“Have you seen Adrian” he snaps, Orlox looks confused and shakes his head

“My lord?” he asks

“He’s run off stupid child” Vladimir snaps harsher this time

“Why would he do that, I’m sure he’s just lost in one of the corridors somewhere” Orlox turns back to his journal, Vladimir snorts and leaves.

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“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. Adrian swallowed.

“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” Adrian swallowed again watching blood ooze from the wounds not feeling the pain.

“Looks like he 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 Adrian” the dunpeal hissed “Adrian is gone, now there is only Alucard”

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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” Vladimir cursed “Adrian has 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” Vladimir spat the last word “he wanted the attacks stopped, he yelled about his mother . . . I lost my temper”

Death nodded knowing how fiery Vladimir’s temper could get, how he was nearly out of control when he was angry, how his beast rose. He understood now, Vladimir had obviously done something, hit his child perhaps and thus Adrian had run off.

“Do not worry my Lord he will be back” Death said placing a bony hand on Vladimir’s shoulder

“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” Vladimir sighed “I fear I have lost him forever”

“Nonsense my Lord he will return, after all he has nowhere else to go”

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“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 and Grant.” 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!!” Grant yelped, losing a little of his colour

“Half, Grant Half vampire” Trevor spelled it out

“He will be a strong advantage then” Sypha pointed out

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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 Belmont” Alucard shrugged

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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 she believed him, maybe she saw the same thing Trevor did hidden away in the mismatched eyes.

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“I’m taking you home Belmont” Alucard muttered shaking his head “before you can embarrass yourself further”

“Gonna have your wicked way with me” the Belmont slumped down half lying on the tavern bench

“Not when your drunk human” Alucard hoisted the Belmont into his arms with ease as if he 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.

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