We Are Kin
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 Adrian . . . then he’d be mine.
Warning: this fic contains Yaoi (GuyXGuy) References, Bloodplay
and a possible lemon; if this
offends or upsets you do not read this, it that simple.
Rating: NC-17
Setting: post Castlevania symphony of the night
Dedications: this is dedicated to all Castlevania fans, there
could never be too many.
Summery: Alucard loses the fight against his father and must bargain
for the lives of the
Authoress note: Not sure where this idea came from, not sure I want
to know lol.
Italics mean either flashbacks or thoughts
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Chapter Four
They ran,
they ran faster than Maria thought they could back to their room.
“We have
to get out of here.” Richter said when they returned to the room they had lived
in for the past week.
“No!”
Maria snapped “we can’t leave him here.”
“We will
come back.” Richter soothed. “When we have recovered and they are not expecting
us. We will come back I will kill Dracula as I did before.”
“But what
about Alucard, we can’t just leave him here.” Maria sobbed, seeming not to have
heard Richter’s words. “we can’t just let his father
do . . .” she couldn’t finish
“We have
to.” Richter sighed, “We’ll get him when we come back.” Maria looked shocked
and appalled, her mind running off on its own course, automatically thinking
Richter meant come back and destroy him with the castle. She felt herself
becoming angry.
“I won’t
let you hurt him.” she snapped, Richter frowned “I . . . I love him.” for all
she was tiny and blotchy from crying she looked fierce at that moment “I will
fight you Richter, I don’t want to but I can I can’t just let you hurt him.”
“Maria
Renard,” Richter spoke softly a small smile on his face “For you I would move
the sky.” Maria frowned confused “if that’s how you really feel then I would
bind him for you, I would keep him forever in a cage in my basement if he
continued to stay wild.”
“That’s
not making me feel better Richter.” Maria huffed “I don’t like the thought of
his father . . . raping him but I don’t like the idea of a cage either.” She felt
herself become even more feint than before when she realised her words were
wrong that it would not be rape.
“I’m doing
the best I can.” Richter laughed a little and Maria joined him, her emotions
running high and fickle at this moment.
“Isn’t a
cage a bit extreme?” a voice behind them made them jump “I am after all quiet civilized,
a great deal more than you, I think.”
“Alucard?”
Maria asked shakily turning to find the dunpeal had walked silently into the
room without knocking. “Are you alright?” she stood and started towards him but
Richter’s hand on her shoulder stopped her. The dunpeal smirked at his action;
it was amusing to him to see the unsure nature of Richter’s stare.
“I have
not come here to harm you.” The Dunpeal spoke slowly as if to children,
“Then
why?” Richter snapped.
“I have
come to inform you that you no longer have my protection.” Alucard said simply
“you are no longer bound here. Leave.” And with those simple words he turned
and left.
“We have
to get out!” Richter snapped pulling Maria to him, “I smell a rat here.” Maria
frowned what could Richter mean. Then Alucard’s words came back to her, ‘I have removed my protection.’ That
meant that they were free game now, anything and everything in the castle could
attack them at any moment. Maria felt her blood run cold.
“Richter
the whip.” She breathed; Richter looked pained and drew the weapon. He shook
his head. The weapon that had protected so many people for so long, the weapon
that only his family could use, the weapon that Dracula had cursed when they
arrived was still dead in his hands. Somehow Richter knew that when they left
the castle the curse on the whip would fail but only then for now it was
useless, they were defenceless in a place filled with monsters. He felt Maria
shaking against him.
“Its
useless but we have to go now!” Richter dragged Maria to herself and started
towards the door. The corridor was empty and silent and he raced down it
pulling Maria with him. The next few rooms were empty as well. This gave
Richter pause but he dared not think about it to hard, it was to frightening. Perhaps
an ambush had been set earlier. He shivered but his senses remained silent,
there was nothing here. But then came a room that Richter was not looking
forward to in the slightest. The main hall, Alucard had explained that this was
the room used often to house events. Grand feasts, courts and great balls.
Richter knew that if something was happening this would be the room in which it
happened and it was with trepidation that he opened the door to see.
A room
filled to bursting with all the creatures of Castlevania.
“Ah
“I was
wondering where my son was.”
“Guests.”
Richter hissed,
“They seem
to have finally decided to act.” The Lord of darkness breathed, Maria watched
the large pool fearfully, what was happening. Then suddenly the pool shifted
and in perfect clarity she could see the entrance hall. More importantly she
could see men, there were five in all and Maria recognised each and every one
of them. They were men from the village.
“Oh god no.”
Maria breathed as the men moved forwards as a unit, killing zombies and
occasionally a warg. The great wolves fell with deafening thuds and Maria felt
her stomach flip when one of the men was crushed beneath one of them. Then
suddenly the four remaining men went deathly still, something had their
attention in front of them. Maria felt her blood run cold as Alucard walked
into view. Dracula smiled, Maria bit her lip hard, part of her was terrified
for the men, Alucard was dangerous when he choose to be but a bigger part was
in fear for the dunpeal, who she had finally admitted to loving. What if he was
hurt, he was outnumbered and completely alone.
But she
need not have worried for him, the men fell quickly and without much of a
fight. One managed to land a blow with a mace to the dunpeal’s right shoulder
and the dunpeal cried out silently. The pool did not give sound as well a
sight, but Dracula hissed loudly when one of the mortal men harmed his child.
The dunpeal was fast, faster than Maria or Richter could have guessed; one
moment he was stood facing down a group of mortal hunters then a wolf had torn
one of them down and ripped out the bulk of his throat. Then Alucard was a safe
distance away snarling in a most undignified way, blood coming from his
shoulder from the blow that had landed when he had torn down one of the men.
His sword moved faster than the mortal eye could follow and the man’s mace and
arm fell to the ground. Maria felt herself weeping loudly and turned her head
to Richter; who held her so she would not have to see.
“My son,”
Dracula spoke after a few moments “has returned to us. The
This was
where Alucard clamed he belonged.
The sound
of the door opening caused the crowd to fall into silence and Maria finally
took her head from Richter’s shoulder. Alucard had returned. He was almost
covered in blood, great lines of it stained his clothes, face and hair. His eyes
were still glowing, they almost seemed to throb. He was shaking Maria noticed
and she felt bile rise in her throat, he wasn’t shaking, he was trembling, he’d
enjoyed that.
In his
hand was a mans ankle and attached to said ankle was a man. He was semi
conscious, he was bleeding a little but it seemed the dunpeal had simply
knocked him down. He’d been brought back, as an offering. Alucard smiled when
he reached his father. The smile was cold and hard, Maria felt herself begin to
cry again, she had wanted for so long to see Alucard smile and now she had it
made her weep. For it was not what she wanted it to be, it was a vicious
expression that shaped his face like his fathers.
Dracula
beamed proud of his child and apparently pleased with the gift brought. Maria
bit her lip hard enough to make it bleed as she watched Dracula lean down to
his son and gently with the tenderness of a lover, lap the blood away from his
child’s face before covering his mouth with his own.
The kiss
was wrong, Maria felt her legs go weak and only Richter’s arm around her kept
her upright. It was too much, too much. Alucard made a small sound of pleasure
and Maria felt Richter start to shake again. It seemed to last a lifetime,
Dracula seemed to be trying to pull his child’s soul out through his mouth.
Teeth and fangs were clearly doing damage as blood began to trickle down the
line where their mouth’s joined. Then Dracula pulled back, his eyes clouded
slightly, the look on his features one of predatory hunger, to feed and to fuck.
His mouth went down trailing blood on his child’s chin and settling on the
curve where neck met shoulder. Alucard’s small half cry let everyone know when
the dark Lord had bitten down. Small pale hand’s clutched at his father,
holding on tightly to keep himself upright. His eyes clouded, he was well and
truly lost to them.
However,
Dracula did not feed for long.
“It seems
we still have guests.” He breathed to his child. Alucard now trying to support
his own weight looked to the
“You can’t
even speak can you?” Richter demanded, Alucard seemed to be collecting himself
for a moment
“A great
deal better than you can I like to think?” He managed; his voice was thick and
heavy, like a man after sex. Maria felt herself weep again, Alucard frowned at
her for a moment and Maria stopped, she recognised that expression, perhaps
there was still something to save.
“Alucard!
Alucard listen to me, you’ve got to fight this, you’ve got to come back to us.”
She wrenched herself away from Richter and moved towards the dunpeal and
vampire. “Please you’ve just got to . . . I . . . I love you.” She took a deep
breath to continue but a short sharp clip from Dracula sent her reeling. She
flew backwards caught by Richter, and the vampire king tightened the grip he
had on his child.
“Thieving
lying whore.” He spat at Maria who was slowly being helped to her feet. “You
would kill him; you would take him and take away that which makes him
beautiful; you would turn him into cattle.” Alucard looked at his father
fearfully and his own grip tightened.
“you.”
Richter swallowed “you’re just going to let him, he hurt her!” he was yelling
again at the dunpeal who now drew away from his father and hissed at the
“I told you
to leave.” He hissed, Richter swallowed his own cry and looked at Alucard, his
eyes were strange, changing colours constantly, clearly his emotions were
unstable and high. He threw Richter back and returned to his father.
“You have
removed your protection?” Dracula asked his son.
“Yes
father.” Alucard answered, his voice becoming slow and lazy again as his father
nuzzled gently at the healing bite marks on his throat, Richter shivered it was
far to much like the afterglow for his tastes. Dracula turned to face the
“Then you
are free to go.” He breathed; he laughed when Richter grabbed Maria’s hand and
dragged her away, fleeing the castle. He turned to his son, his beautiful boy
who had come back to him at last, after so many long years apart they were
together again. Family. He couldn’t help feeling truly happy.
“I removed
all my protection from them and the deal has been finished, you have released
them.”
“what are
you saying?” he asked his son, Adrian didn’t say anything but gently removed
himself from his father’s arms and followed the Belmont’s out of the room, his
skin shimmering as he did so, his form changing to give him greater speed.
Times like
this Dracula thought were the times when he really loved his child. Little did
the
End story
Authoress note: Random and OOC in places but it
was fun to write. I’m so sick of Alucard always being portrayed as a wimp. So I
thought I’d make him evil lol. Evil but tragically so.
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