Castlevania: Underground Livin
Two Romania MIG Fighter Planes roared above the skies of Transylvania. A large lance of Heavy Armor Assault Tanks took a vantage point on the hills. Camps of Infantry and Supplies flanked the Castle on either side. Scores of SCUD launchers prepped their guidance systems and put all safeties on off. The Military was prepared to move at a moments notice. Castlevania had been officially declared a threat to Homeland security, and somehow the exotically dressed man with golden eyes and waxen complexion, was not at all surprised. It had been known throughout time Count Dracula had been a menace, and now he pissed off the wrong people, at the wrong time.
Meanwhile, underground the target of opposition, a team comprised of
Axe Armors and Gaibons dug furiously under the whip of their master's
command. Vlad was nervous, and whatever made him nervous made him
angry, and whatever made him angry would be taken out on some poor
creature. For the second hundred years of his life it was the beloved
child Adrian. How that boy had summoned up the nerve to betray him he
would never understand.
"I was never even abusive, I practically was always with him, helping
with homework, developing skills, hell I even did some of his chores
so we could spend time together. And as soon as my Lisa dies he goes
all I'm a godly person, and hurting people is bad, and you trying to
take off the world is soooooooooo naughty!" Dracula thought to
himself.
Just thinking of it made him mad so he cracked the whip at his
minions again. The third and fourth and so on it was the Belmont's.
BELMONTS, those bloody damn Belmonts.
"I HATE BELMONTS! How dare they say 'Die Monster, you don't belong in
this world! I DONT BELONG IN THIS WORLD, I don't believe that
statement has much creditability coming from some long haired fairy
who wares leather skirts and tights. And he, a lower class underling
dare lay a finger on me? I AM ROYALTY!!!!!!!!! And they better RESPECT
MY AUTHORITY! But no.......I'm a ass goblin Belmont I'm above the rules!"
he said in a mock tone, "Bastards!!!!!!!!!"
After thinking about that he was furious! Dracula took the whip and
strangled a flea man. Ahh....that was better. Nothing brought more joy
to his face than killing something lowlier that himself.
"DEATH!," he hollered, "How much longer till we hit the surface!"
"Less than three minutes my Lord."
"Good, I want out of this hell. Fucking National Security plan, Damn
Government......I SHOULD BE THE GOVERNMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"You will o esteemed Count, then you can kill anyone, anywhere, beat
Alucard to your hearts desire, and rule with a iron fist over the land
just like the old days!"
Both Master and Servant smiled at that.
"Death."
"Yes mlord"
"Could you say that again?"
"Why"
"It sounded really nice.."
At long last light broke through the cavern in a small hole and the Dark Lord after pushing through his minions, emerged in a crypt. It was old, very abandoned and it smelled....really bad. But as the group walked through they saw a very old familiar man with a trademark alabaster silver hair. As the Dark Lord realized who it was the man turned around for all to see it was indeed the prodigal son.
"Oh... hell..." he heard the man grumble.
Dracula smiled, a very devilish smile. He stretched his arms high,
unkinked his back, and snapped his magic finger.
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Authors Notes: So there you have it. I revised my original Prologue and put in some new stuff. Thanks to Alan Bates and MekkaBabble for reviewing at this time of writing. I know it sounds really kind of gay right now but I hope to include some more interesting stuff later. You might have some questions and if you do post them in a review and I will answer the most prominent ones in my next Author's Update. Oh and for my Disclaimer, I feel I really do not need one seeing as this IS But for you anal legal asses here. I don't own frickin Castlevania. The only thing I have rights to is my Scenario. THAT IS IT! Oh and I have rights to murder Dracula's character with tons of OOCness that's right. O-O-Cness and it will be getting even worse.
Shadow: Haha I'm butchering you and its LEGAL!
Drac: Bloody Bastard....
Shadow: And you can't do anything bout it!
Drac: Someone, anyone! Donate a sharpened pole for a good cause!
Shadow: I think I pissed him off
Well till next time readers.
Two Romania MIG Fighter Planes roared above the skies of Transylvania. A large lance of Heavy Armor Assault Tanks took a vantage point on the hills. Camps of Infantry and Supplies flanked the Castle on either side. Scores of SCUD launchers prepped their guidance systems and put all safeties on off. The Military was prepared to move at a moments notice. Castlevania had been officially declared a threat to Homeland security, and somehow the exotically dressed man with golden eyes and waxen complexion, was not at all surprised. It had been known throughout time Count Dracula had been a menace, and now he pissed off the wrong people, at the wrong time.
Meanwhile, underground the target of opposition, a team comprised of
Axe Armors and Gaibons dug furiously under the whip of their master's
command. Vlad was nervous, and whatever made him nervous made him
angry, and whatever made him angry would be taken out on some poor
creature. For the second hundred years of his life it was the beloved
child Adrian. How that boy had summoned up the nerve to betray him he
would never understand.
"I was never even abusive, I practically was always with him, helping
with homework, developing skills, hell I even did some of his chores
so we could spend time together. And as soon as my Lisa dies he goes
all I'm a godly person, and hurting people is bad, and you trying to
take off the world is soooooooooo naughty!" Dracula thought to
himself.
Just thinking of it made him mad so he cracked the whip at his
minions again. The third and fourth and so on it was the Belmont's.
BELMONTS, those bloody damn Belmonts.
"I HATE BELMONTS! How dare they say 'Die Monster, you don't belong in
this world! I DONT BELONG IN THIS WORLD, I don't believe that
statement has much creditability coming from some long haired fairy
who wares leather skirts and tights. And he, a lower class underling
dare lay a finger on me? I AM ROYALTY!!!!!!!!! And they better RESPECT
MY AUTHORITY! But no.......I'm a ass goblin Belmont I'm above the rules!"
he said in a mock tone, "Bastards!!!!!!!!!"
After thinking about that he was furious! Dracula took the whip and
strangled a flea man. Ahh....that was better. Nothing brought more joy
to his face than killing something lowlier that himself.
"DEATH!," he hollered, "How much longer till we hit the surface!"
"Less than three minutes my Lord."
"Good, I want out of this hell. Fucking National Security plan, Damn
Government......I SHOULD BE THE GOVERNMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"You will o esteemed Count, then you can kill anyone, anywhere, beat
Alucard to your hearts desire, and rule with a iron fist over the land
just like the old days!"
Both Master and Servant smiled at that.
"Death."
"Yes mlord"
"Could you say that again?"
"Why"
"It sounded really nice.."
At long last light broke through the cavern in a small hole and the Dark Lord after pushing through his minions, emerged in a crypt. It was old, very abandoned and it smelled....really bad. But as the group walked through they saw a very old familiar man with a trademark alabaster silver hair. As the Dark Lord realized who it was the man turned around for all to see it was indeed the prodigal son.
"Oh... hell..." he heard the man grumble.
Dracula smiled, a very devilish smile. He stretched his arms high,
unkinked his back, and snapped his magic finger.
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Authors Notes: So there you have it. I revised my original Prologue and put in some new stuff. Thanks to Alan Bates and MekkaBabble for reviewing at this time of writing. I know it sounds really kind of gay right now but I hope to include some more interesting stuff later. You might have some questions and if you do post them in a review and I will answer the most prominent ones in my next Author's Update. Oh and for my Disclaimer, I feel I really do not need one seeing as this IS But for you anal legal asses here. I don't own frickin Castlevania. The only thing I have rights to is my Scenario. THAT IS IT! Oh and I have rights to murder Dracula's character with tons of OOCness that's right. O-O-Cness and it will be getting even worse.
Shadow: Haha I'm butchering you and its LEGAL!
Drac: Bloody Bastard....
Shadow: And you can't do anything bout it!
Drac: Someone, anyone! Donate a sharpened pole for a good cause!
Shadow: I think I pissed him off
Well till next time readers.