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.

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.

Dracula is called Vladimir. 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 Vladimir. Plus I like the name Vladimir better than just Vlad.

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Chapter Five

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, Vladimir 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 Vladimir would doubt him

“I did not doubt you” Vladimir 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” Vladimir 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”

Vladimir was rambling now but death was beginning to understand what he was talking about. When he made no reply Vladimir brought his head back down to his son’s chest and his smile widened

“I can hear it, come here listen” Vladimir 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” Vladimir nodded and moved away from his son and sat down next to the bed.

Vladimir 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. Vladimir smiled and placed his cold palm against his son’s temperate forehead.

Death turned about to leave when Vladimir’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, Vladimir moved like liquid lightening as his son’s eyes opened slowly, unfocused.

“Adrian”

Adrian 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

Vladimir said nothing for a moment but nodded before speaking

“It took me so long to find you; I thought you were lost to me . . . Adrian”

Vladimir reached forward to move his son’s hair away from his eyes, Adrian blinked up at him, eyebrows scrunched together thinking hard

“You are home” Vladimir smiled

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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 Adrian 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 Adrian found himself unafraid.

Adrian 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” Vladimir sighed looking at the absolute fear in his sons eyes

“Your . . . your lying” Adrian was frozen solid even as Vladimir wrapped his arms around him, “as the son of a vampire, my son you to bear the curse” Adrian was paralysed he was in the . . . arms of a . . . vampire.

The paralysis fell away, and immediately he began to struggle, trying to pull himself away from his father’s embrace. Vladimir squeezed his son’s supple frame tighter.

"Adrian," said Vladimir, quietly but firmly, "Stop struggling. Adrian. Stop it now."

Unable to argue against the unbreakable grip that held him, Adrian unwillingly gave in, unfortunately he could not stop the quiet sobs that escaped him, Vladimir’s grip tightened slightly, one hand gently moving in what was an obvious soothing motion on Adrian’s lower back and the second gently wrapped around the back of Adrian’s head and held Adrian to him.

“Please don’t cry . . . I’ll look after you” Vladimir’s voice was back to the soft purr and although he tried not to, Adrian found himself wanting to believe what Vladimir said.

The quiet sobs grew quieter and soon became silent, but his body still shook. Eventually and unwillingly Adrian gave into exhaustion and Vladimir 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, Vladimir 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” Vladimir 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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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.

“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 Vladimir with red ringed eyes.

“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”

“What?” Adrian asked so quietly Vladimir almost didn’t hear him,

“The humans have warped your mind, created an imbalance in your soul”

“Please stop” Adrian whispered resting his forehead on his knees “please stop this madness”

“My child it is not madness it is who you are deep down you know that” Vladimir sighed

“I am not some undead monster” Adrian spat

“I know, by rights you shouldn’t even exist” Vladimir looked to his child, 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”

“Dunpeal” Adrian whispered “this is why I enjoy hurting people” Vladimir smiled wider and made a delighted sound

“No child we do not hurt them, kill them sometimes but not hurt them unless we intend to”

“I killed Artemis”

“Did he fight you” Vladimir asked

“He loved me, he wouldn’t of fought me” Adrian closed his eyes trying to force himself to feel some form of guilt but he remembered only bliss. Vladimir moved closer to his child, pushing gently so Adrian uncurled

“I can prove to you the joy we give them”

Vladimir’s voice had changed it had become lower, quieter almost a whisper. Vladimir 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 Adrian’s head aside, he felt the tension in his child; it was as if his son had become a frozen wraith.

“Please relax” he whispered if anything his child tensed further

Vladimir 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. Adrian relaxed a little in his arms.

Vladimir 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, Adrian lazily wrapped his arms around Vladimir’s neck.

“Father” Adrian whispered for the first time in his life

“Child” Vladimir replied biting down gently

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.

Vladimir 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 Vladimir to groan.

Adrian 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.

He felt the purr that reverberated through his fathers form. It was something there were no words for that cause Adrian 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.

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. Vladimir placed a hand on his son’s forehead. There were advantages to him being not quiet human.

As Adrian 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. Vladimir watched as his son’s eyes changed from soft lavender to a blood red, finally Vladimir thought to himself something immortal.

“Father” Adrian 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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That was the point in time where Adrian 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 Adrian’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.

He did not remember his mother’s fate, he knew she had been murdered by humans, the father told him but Adrian had not yet gotten his memory back of that event.

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.

Adrian believed he could never let go of his respect for human life.