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 Yaoi. LEMON.

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.

Time Jump. CASTLEVANIA IS DESTROYED. DRACULA IS DEAD

Needed to find a way for Alucard to go into the nasty little coffin thing and this was what I dreamt up.

Italics are memories

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Chapter Twelve

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And so they went. They entered Castlevania early in the morning and three days later they fled as it collapsed in on itself.

During the journey they had encountered many hardships, as they had expected, the castle was vast and getting lost was very simple, even with Adrian acting as a guide. All were jumpy 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.

One corridor lead to another, each room a dead end and Adrian knew all the while his father 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.

None suffered as Adrian did, destroying Orlox had brought 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.

“I’m so sorry, so very sorry” he whispered, arms wrapped around the dunpeal, rocking gently

“I killed him. I killed my Father” Adrian whispered

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.

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“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, ignoring 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 the 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 dunpeal looked 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 Adrian” he whispered using the dunpeal’s 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.

“Adrian” he whispered, “oh god Adrian”

“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. Adrian gasped feeling the hunter release 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.

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Three 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.

“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 Adrian” he begged “please stop this”

When no reply was uttered Trevor huffed and climbed out of the bed, clambering into some clothes, he stalked from the room.

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“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 voice behind them muttered, they turned to see a very heavily cloaked Alucard behind them.

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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.

“You don’t have to do this” Trevor whispered his hand grasping the pale delicate hand of the dunpeal.

“I know” Alucard whispered

“You can come and live with me forever” Trevor almost begged, Alucard raised an eyebrow at the request “please” Trevor whispered urgently

“I need this Belmont” Alucard tried to lie down in the casket but strong human arms prevented him

“You can always come back to me when you wake up” Trevor hissed, the dunpeal nodded, he knew he would never wake up but it was kinder to give the human hope. Alucard leaned back and began to close the lid knowing he would never see Trevor again.

“I love you Adrian”

Darkness crept at the corners of his mind and Alucard invited it in deeper, one last sigh escaped him.

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Darkness was all there was, no light, no movement only darkness. Then the memories returned.

“Be careful you don’t drop him”

“You think I would, I don’t think he’d mind”

~*~

“I had a nightmare . . . Can I sleep with you?”

“Yes . . . don’t be frightened 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”

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“Mother! I’ll save you”

“No! If my death can help others I’d gladly surrender my life”

“Mother! Don’t touch me Human! Mother!”

“Adrian! Please, please Adrian I understand if you 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”

~*~

“You heard the man Adrian, get up”

“You people just don’t understand the meaning of Saturday”

“Yeah well if you went to bed at a normal time you wouldn’t have this problem”

“You sound like Marian”

“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”

“You’re not funny”

~*~

“Do you ever get lonely?”

“Sometimes”

“I do. I really like spending time with you”

~*~

“Adrian, you . . . your not . . . you’re not human”

~*~

“My Lord?”

“He has a heart beat”

“My lord I assured you he was not dead”

“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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“Please don’t cry . . . I’ll look after you”

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“Father”

“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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“You look cheerful. In fact you radiate happiness better stop grinning like that Adrian or the top of your head will fall off”

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“I wish you wouldn’t do that, it makes my stomach turn to watch you do that”

“Why”

“It just does so if you must do it wait until I’m not around”

“I didn’t know you were down here I wasn’t looking”

“Well look before you throw yourself from balconies in future ok”

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“You’ll scar but you’ll live I am sorry about Samuel, but why on earth did you just . . .”

“I remember, I remember everything . . . Mother”

“You understand why I hate them so?”

~*~

“They all deserve to die”

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“Damn it Orlox”

“Relax moonbeam he won’t get far”

“I wanted to kill him, brainless lug thinking he can just come . . .”

~*~

“You really have no idea”

“An idea of what” Adrian snapped, he hated being this confused

“How beautiful you are moonbeam, how you make me ache just being in the same room as you”

~*~

“Eager little moonbeam”

“Don’t . . . tease”

~*~

“Want to go again”

“Only if I get to do that to you”

“What ever you want my moonbeam”

~*~

“Wait, I don’t even know you name”

“I’m Adrian”

“I’m Trevor, Trevor Belmont”

~*~

“I had to get away from the smell”

“You looked like you saw a ghost”

“I did”

“Do you understand now?”

“I do, it must be stopped”

~*~

“Stop the attacks!! Mother would never have wanted any of this; she would hate you now to see what you have become”

“And what of you, would she hate you to”

“Yes but we can both be forgiven”

“You sound like . . . you’re human, 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”

~*~

“I am not Adrian. Adrian is gone, now there is only Alucard”

~*~

“Why did you seduce me?”

“I was hungry”

“You were about to swallow me whole”

“Indeed Belmont”

~*~

“Father, Father please stop this”

“Adrian Traitor!!”

“Forgive me Father”

~*~

“You feel so good inside Adrian. Tell me what you want”

“Just don’t leave me”

~*~

“Torpor, 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”

~*~

“I love you Adrian”

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 Belmont not listen? He hissed angrily hoping to drive the Belmont away.

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 before! 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

Trevor Belmont

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.