Vampyre ~Legends of a Dark Lord
The Year of Our Lord 2010 A.D ~ America and Romania
Unto every continent, born in each generation there is a chosen one. Born with the strength and skill to stop the spread of evil. Alone the chosen six will stand against the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness……… They are the slayers.
Once every century, the powers of darkness grow, and raise the evil nosferatu, Dracula. When this event occurs, the slayers and holy Belmont family, indirect descendants of Christ, shall rise to push back the demon, and force him back into his dark netherworld on which he thrives so much. Well, that time has come again, and the slayers are waiting……….
The rain poured down outside a gloomy abandoned old mansion in Sunny dale, California. Conselor Madden and a group of consul soldiers watched as a delivery truck pulled in. The two men on it hauled a large box off the back. One of them dropped an end spilling soil all over the soaking wet ground.
The front of the box came off, dropping a demonic statue on to the ground, as a torrent of dirt came out after it. A swirl of mist slowly gathered behind the two.
"Do you know how much a Soluean demon costs?"
Both men stared at each other. " Do you?!"
Their heads collided, and their eyes exploded, as they fell over dead. The team of vampire hunters rushed at the figure.
" Awaken demons of Soluean!!" The voice commanded. The demons busted out of the crates, and attacked the hunters, slaughtering each and every one.
" We have him!" Madden yelled into a walkie-talkie, " We've got Dracula!"
Slayers, William Ossaling, Kristina Lawrence, John, and Conselor Madden walked to his (Madden's) office. They each pulled out a chair as Madden sat behind the desk.
" William …… you'll only be on this project for a few days." Madden folded his hands. " I'm gonna' send you to L.A with Jason (another slayer for North America)."
" Why, what's in L.A?" William asked.
" Its, in theory, the city of angels …… its almost like a hellmouth, it attracts supernatural forces. There are many vampires and demons there. Jason is there on a case chasing after a practically prehistoric gang called the Rahi. It's got over a million members spread out across the entire city. Vampire slayers and demon hunters throughout generations have tracked it. So …… in turn, Jason needs help."
" Oh, I see." William responded sarcastically.
" Well, speaking of hellmouths, Kristina, John, you're going to one of them."
" Why?" John aggressively asked.
" Okay, here's a clue. He's a vampire," Madden joked.
" Wow!" John laid his arms back," I never woulda' guessed that!!"
" Well," Madden slouched," You guys are moody today…you have to go fight Count Dracula."
John wasn't to enthusiastic about it, "Yay."
Three days later, Kristina, John, and William arrived in Sunny dale.
They had left their bags in the hotel they were staying at and left immediately with their weapons. William brought with him a sword, stakes, crucifixes, and a gold plated dagger. Kristina packed a dagger, stakes, and crucifixes also. John went a little bit more high tech. He brought an XD15, a high-powered laser pistol, capable of searing away the very structure of a being, and building into an XD50, a high- powered rifle, more powerful than the pistol.
They arrived at the mansion, where demonic gargoyles stood above the tower. They emitted a grayish smoke, which surrounded the slayers in an instant. What seemed like a thousand bats, circled overhead, as a number of wolves circled. They heard a horrific demonic screech, and saw a gigantic bat that looked as if it had just come from hell.
Kristina began a chant, one that had been in her family for years. She was a descendant of Aredemius, who by the year 1476 A.D had a descendant named Sypha Belnades. All these were magically in tuned people each had faced a demon of some sort at one time or another.
John stared at her as she clasped her hands, together and chanted," God help us, May the ancestor of my bloodlines, Aredemius be with us and aid us to battle this creature of darkness. "
The beasts scattered, as the moon turned red.
" Jesus." John exclaimed in shock.
The three entered the mansion. John walked down a hall, making contact with the legendary three sisters of lust. One dragged him into a pit, stroking her hand over his crotch as another ripped his shirt open. She began kissing his chest, as another licked his ear.
" Oh God no……" he said as if not to enjoy it (we all know he is).
William ran into the room, only a few loose boards holding him up. He stroked the sword sideways, guillotining the heads from the sisters' bodies. They blew into dust and passed from sight.
The two left the pit and walked into a darkened banquet hall. William couldn't see where he was going and walked into something. It hit him in the face and sent him flying across the table. When John heard William slam into the wall, he blasted the table with the laser pistol, setting it on fire, causing the room to light up a tiny bit.
" Kristina?" John asked as he aimed the gun at a figure he could barely see.
" John?" Kristina walked into range of the light.
William got up from the cold stone floor, rubbing his head," Kristina?" he asked," That was you?"
" Yeah, sorry Will. I didn't know."
" It's okay. Now that we came, let's find the resting chamber."
" What were you guys doin'?" Kristina asked while she walked in front of William.
" Well," William started," John here was makin' time with the Dracu-babes, while I was busy killin' them."
" What makes you say that?" John cut in," I was just about to kill those loathsome creatures."
" Right………" Kristina assured.
The three walked into the resting chamber they found. There, they found an enormous collection of books, a throne, and elegant velvet carpeting with a casket lying on it.
Kristina watched the window, seeing the giant, hellish bat from before, flying through it. It landed on its hind legs, transforming into the legendary vampire Dracula.
The vampire seemed elderly, yet had a certain devilish charm. He seemed about the age of fifty, with a white moustache, blackish gray hair, long nails, thin brittle hands, and crimson red eyes.
" Slayers, I presume." The Count gave a polite bow, "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Count Vladimir Tepes, Prince Dracula."
" Wow!!!" Kristina sarcastically exclaimed, " Your good."
" Why do you become sarcastic with me slayer, when I have done nothing to you?"
" Simple." She glibly responded," You're a vampire, I'm a vampire slayer, Make's sense doesn't it?"
" That does make sense, I suppose." He sat down at a table, pouring blood into a whine glass. " Would you like a drink?"
" No thanks, I'll pass." Kristina refused.
Dracula stared up at William, revealing a satanic side to him. He fell over to the floor, grasping his head. Kristina looked up in horror while John tended to William. Dracula was expelled from the chair, flying into the open stone window. Kristina knew what she did, but didn't know how. John blasted Dracula with the XD15 he was carrying. His body exploded into a fit of fire and blew away into dust (it looks like yellow sand). Dracula, the dark prince, was defeated after meager five-minute fight.
The three went back to the hotel that they were staying at and called Conselor Madden. He told them not to forget that Dracula was well known for having legions that could be hiding there. Reluctantly, they returned to the mansion.
When they arrived, it appeared that the mansion had been sinking. As the three entered, the torches along the wall lit up.
" If that happens again, I'ma put a hole in someone's head!!!" Kristina angrily yelled. John began floating in the air. He flew forward, slamming into the stone wall in front of him. William's head jerked back, looking at the Count staring at them. He drew his sword, but before he could swing it, his arm was being held still by the Count's mental power (telekinesis).
Finally, the Count spoke." Last night, you saw my softer more polite side. Tonight you will see no such thing." His eyes began to grow red. A swarm of bats flew in, and Dracula dispersed into his own personal swarm, getting lost in the swarm himself. Kristina chased the swarm, but to no avail. She ran into the resting chamber and sat down. Pulling out a book, she began reading it. It was about the mortal life of Vlad Tepes Dracula. She felt a breeze sweep over her.
A mist began culminating behind her, and she heard a voice, " If you want to know about my life, I will tell you how it happened first hand.
Nearly nine hundred years ago, I, a young Romanian prince, had a wife, her name was Celeste. The day after we were wed, I had the duty to go battle a battalion of Hungarian soldiers. A month into the war, false news spread that I was murdered. Celeste killed herself because of this. When I returned home, I had discovered this terrible truth. She lie on an alter, dead. The ministers watching over her told me that her soul would be sent to hell because of this. I slew the ministers, and watched them wither in agony. Over the years, I practiced black magic, catching the attention of Uriel, or the Grim Reaper. He saw the power and skill I had to provide him with souls and explained to me that he was a fallen angel, the patron for the spirit realms of hell and purgatory. He would make a deal with Satan to release Celeste into purgatory. The devil would only do it if I were to raise the reaper's army of the dead and enslave the earth. This would pave way for the ascension of hell. I accepted. Though, over the course of time, I did not care about Celeste any longer. I fell in love with a mortal woman named Lisa, the woman I married. Together, we had a child and named him Adrian. He was half mortal and half vampire. Legend would soon call him the ' scourge of man'. In legend, he would be able to blast the fires of hell from his hands. This was true for Alucard, as he was also called. Lisa was killed by a group of witch hunters, believing that she was a witch. I had little care for Celeste. But now, I was looking to exact revenge on the humans for what was done to Lisa. The devil liked this better, as he did not have to give up a soul, and yet I would still get the job done. Adrian fell in love with a slayer named Sonia Belmont. Both tried to stop me. They succeeded. She used the holy whip, the whip used to beat Christ. It was able to defeat me. This occurred in 1450 A.D. Then, twenty-six years later in 1476, the slayer's son Trevor Belmont sought after me when I rose again. He had the help of Adrian, a sorceress named Sypha Belnades, and a man named Grant Dinesti, a man in whom I had forced to guard the tower of untimely death. He would need the help, because I had with me the Orb of Theisan, an orb capable of raising any kind of zombie to my liking. They slew me, leaving my soul only to rest and grow stronger for the next hundred years."
" Wait," Kristina cut in," Belnades?"
"Yes, Belnades." He responded, continuing his story," One hundred years later, I rose after the default century. A descendant of the Belmont's named Christopher Belmont slew me. Then, fifteen years later in 1591, I was raised by a group of followers. Christopher's son Soleiyu rose to stop me. He slew me, leaving me to rest for yet another hundred years. One hundred years had passed, and another Belmont came to fight me, his name was Simon. This Belmont was powerful, a slayer like his ancestor, Sonia. He to slew me. I rested for seventy-five years, finally carrying out my plans in 1791, when a man of Belmont lineage named Richter Belmont and a small girl named Maria Renard fought me, defeating and slaying me. Four years later, a dark priest named Shaft brought me back and took control of Richter, leaving it to Adrian to stop me. With the help of Maria once again, he slew me. In 1830, a vampire follower named Camilla raised me from the grave. She was a bisexual. A man of Belmont lineage named Nathan Graves defeated me with his associate named Hugh Baldwin, who was possessed by a demon and eventually killed himself. Then, in 1844, after Graves had spread my ashes to different ends of the earth, Camilla and my followers had to kidnap people from villages, looking for a suitable soul. A werewolf named Cornel sought out to find the children that were kidnapped, only rescuing five out of six of them. He died four years afterward. The one child he did not save, Malus, who was only eleven when captured, soon grew to be nineteen, finally suitable for my transference into his body. He turned this age in 1852, when a nineteen year old girl named Carrie Ferna-"
" Fernandez." Kristina cut in.
" Precisely. As I was saying, Carrie Fernandez, a man named Henry Oldrey, and a Belmont by the name of Reinhart Schneider began their siege on my palace, also known as 'The Demon Castle'. They slew my form of Malus, which left my real body to continue regenerating. In 1895, the rejuvenation process was complete. I moved to Carfax Abbey in England. When I returned to Castlevania from there, a man from the house of Belmont named Quincy Morris and a man from a different family named Jonathan Harker followed and slew me. About nine years after that, a slayer named Natalie Fernandez slew me. In 1917, an amateur witch named Drolta Tzeutuenez was fooling around with the orb of Thessala and accidentally raised my vampire niece, Countess Elizabeth Bartley. She raised me, yet again; a Belmont was there to stop me. His name was John Morris, with him was a slayer named Eric Lecarde, who wielded the Alcarde spear, the only weapon capable of killing Adrian. Lecarde was killed, and Morris was the one who defeated me. Now, I am more powerful than ever, with the power to regenerate within a matter of seconds after my destruction, I shall not be defeated, as I am truly invincible."