Castlevania: Rhapsody of Sorrow Anything related to Castlevania belongs to Konami©
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Disclaimer: T.P here. Yeah, this may contain a little Yaoi so read at your own risk. It has a depressing mode, so yeah...
enjoy. ^_^ p.s: This is an original name...so...BAH!
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Chapter I: A Message
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As I awoke, I can taste the bitter cold that rustled through my room. My cold lips parted and I let out a small
sigh. I pushed myself out of bed and looked out the window, staring into the streets.
Killers...
Pollution...
More bad people...
Lost children...
The insane...
These things reigned my mind as my tired eyelids made me want to fall back into my sleep, where these things won't make
me anymore depressed. I began to walk to my cabinet and pulled out a bottle of accidomedaphine. Nothing, "Damn it..." I muttered
to myself, closing my eyes and wondering of I actually needed or not. My name was Michael Ivey, an 18 year old male, quite thin
than when he was growing up as larger as most of his friends. He always wore a blue turtleneck sweater, brown hair, short
at the back, long on the sides and front. He brushed some of the hazel strings that fell in front of his eyes.
Alone.
Nothing.
Why is the world like this?
In a moment of complete despair I threw myself on the bed, hot streams of turns burning my cheeks. I clenched my teeth tightly,
"Why....Damn it! Why?!" I sat up and put a hand on my head. Ever since I was a boy, I had these weird thoughts...as if...I
was somebody special. I was a person that would make a difference in the world. Making people happy. Whatever happened...
*~FLASHBACK~*
"Ew, it's Ivey! Get away from me!" A girl said, her friends giggling insanely. I blinked furiously, "I-...I just want to
know where-" I was interupted by guys taller than myself, "Hey, fatass. Get the hell away before we make you." I sighed,
biting my lower lip, "Fine..." I walked away, "Fight the tears, dumbass....fight the tears." I could hear them laughing.
They knew what I was feeling. I knew it...they fed off of my sorrow.
*~END OF FLASHBACK~*
I looked around my room again. Unfortunatly, these people were still in my highschool. It was if everything that I thought
was a complete sham. I needed to get out. It was Sunday night...I slept for an entire day,
"Michael...there's some mail for you. But you're birthday was 3 months ago!" my mom's voice called. I stood up again, and
went downstairs. She placed the letter in my hands. It was old...scripted. My eyes ran through it as I opened it furiously
while walking back up to my room. I opened up the letter...it read as followed:
Dear, Michael Ivey
You know who I am. You know where I am, and you've dreamed on how you would get here. Arrive here before midnight.
Sincerally, ------
I dropped the letter, "Is...is this it?" I looked to the side and remember 3 years ago...standing on the top of a big hill.
I stared into the sky, hoping something would grab me, and take me away. I put on my jean jacket, hiking boots, and began to
leave the house when my mother's voice came through again, "Where are you going?" I blinked for a moment and turned around to
look at her, "Mom...I love you. There's something I need to do. I'll be back soon." I gave her a cheap smile and ran outside.
The hill was up the street. I ran uphill and stared into the night sky, "Please! I come here now! Don't let this be but a
horrible trick!" I called out. At that moment, it was if time froze. I could feel myself plunging into darkness. This was...
different.
Where am I?
Who am I?
Where...?
I plunged deeper and deeper into the darkness, as if nothing could save me. I couldn't open my eyes.
I'm scared.
Help me.
Why?
Wha-?
I gasped for air, it was cold, and twigs snapped under my sudden appearance. I looked up...clouds. It was grey and old.
I rubbed my eyes and stared directly in front of me. A castle?...
Come in.
You know you want to.
Please.
Let me consume you.
I gripped my head, "Leave me! LEAVE ME!!" I cried out in utter despair. I looked up, my shiny blue eyes scanned the gigantic
castle. I looked down, "I have nothing to lose..." I began to walk down the stony path that led up to the castle. I kept
staring at it as I continued to walk up the path. I looked up at the giant door, "Let me go home..."
Why?
You can't.
Let me consume you.
I closed my eyes and opened the enormous door. Surprisingly, dim light shone through. I blinked and looked around. At the
table there was a card with a weapon. I began walking over to it and I picked up the card and read it:
Ah yes...thank you for being here. Please take this weapon
and proceed to the chapel. On the back is a map. Follow it carefully. DO NOT take any other path,
My chest tightened up, "Is this some sick joke...? What could possibly-" I was cut off from a fallen corpse hitting the floor.
My eyes widened and I fell back, screaming. I closed my eyes and grabbed the shotgun from the table. I could end it right now.
Oh but don't.
It'll be fun.
C'mon.
It'll consume you.
I whispered, "Please get me out of here..." I stood up slowly, looking at the shotgun. No ammo...but it would shoot. I
began to walk down one of the hallways with the card in hand. I looked at it closely, but keeping the shotgun's trigger
halfway squeezed. Cold dribbled down my face. I entered a large dining room. It wasn't marked on the map.
You're here.
Fantastic.
I looked up and saw a boy around my age sitting at the end of the table where I was. He was sipping what appeared to be red
wine. I stayed still and lifted the shotgun to face the boy. A laugh erupted from his throat. I drew nearer. He was wearing
a black t-shirt with black jeans and black boots. His face was pale and he had ruffled platinum hair. He grinned but I caught
something in his grin. What was it? I continued to go closer, "Who are you?! I'll shoot if you don't answer!" He stood up
suddenly and began walking over to me.
I hesitated. What do I do?! He looked so calm and collected, his thin pale face in that grin again.
Feel?
Do you?
I sqeezed the trigger back a centimeter. A loud bang was heard as a bullet hurtled through the air. The boy smiled as it entered
his flesh. It began to quickly seal up. I dropped the gun, "Oh my god..." He stepped back, my face pale. He grabbed me by
the face. His eyes stared deep into mine. I blinked for a moment as he let go, "Hmm...Not bad. Not bad at all." His toungue
carressed the inside of his mouth. 2 fangs. I stared and watch him gulp down the crimson fluid. It dribbled down the corner of
his mouth. Blood.
Give in.
Darkness.
Let it consume you.
I picked up the gun quickly, "Who...who are you?!!" My breath becoming rapid. He sat down, crossed his leg and looked back
up at me, "My name is Hiro. I am the reason for you being alive, and breathing here right now." He smiled. I narrowed my eyes,
"Nice try! You're trying to confuse me." I grinned, proud. He snapped his fingers, it rang throughout the halls.
Believe.
Don't be frightened.
I couldn't breath. I dropped to the ground, clutching my throat. He smiled, "I gave you life, and as you can see, I can easily
take it away." He snapped his fingers again. I gasped for air, I stood up, staggering a bit. He stood up again and walked over
to me, "You can go back, Michael. But you can go back for revenge. So many people ruining your life...making fun. You can show
them. All of them.." He smiled, his fangs bare. I stood there for a moment, "Revenge...it was all I wanted after all these years..
*~Flashbacks while speaking~*
Girls making fun...guys pushing me around. Teachers putting stress on me." I looked over back to Hiro. His dark grey eyes
were shining, "Yes. You can do anything. Let the darkness consume you." I stared deep into his swirling eyes, "I will...
but how...?" He smiled. Suddenly, a sharp pain went through me like a knife through warm butter. I could feel my neck being
punctured by his fangs. I gasped for a moment.
Let it consume you.
I began to calm down. I let myself fall from his grasp as I hit the floor.
I can sense something. Everything is coming together now.
Is this the darkness? I feel so...so powerfull.
I awoke suddenly. It was cold and I could feel droplets of rain stain my face. My body felt different. My muscles have grown.
Fangs were in my mouth, a bit painfull, but I could live with it. But, still, something was different. I stood up. I was in
the middle of a park. It was Monday. Something lifted me a bit off the ground. I gasped and turned my head a bit. I had
to sets of black angel wings! They had burst from my back with crimson stained on them. I still had my sweater, but I now
had black leather straps with knives. But a long thin sword was hilted at my side. My new black boots shone. I couldn't help myself.
This was it. This must've been the power I have longed for. I clenched my gloved hand, "Yes...The darkness has shown me
the way! Now I can get my revenge!" I grinned, an uncontrollable laughter erupted from my throat and rang throughout the park.
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Disclaimer: T.P here. Yeah, this may contain a little Yaoi so read at your own risk. It has a depressing mode, so yeah...
enjoy. ^_^ p.s: This is an original name...so...BAH!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter I: A Message
---------------------
As I awoke, I can taste the bitter cold that rustled through my room. My cold lips parted and I let out a small
sigh. I pushed myself out of bed and looked out the window, staring into the streets.
Killers...
Pollution...
More bad people...
Lost children...
The insane...
These things reigned my mind as my tired eyelids made me want to fall back into my sleep, where these things won't make
me anymore depressed. I began to walk to my cabinet and pulled out a bottle of accidomedaphine. Nothing, "Damn it..." I muttered
to myself, closing my eyes and wondering of I actually needed or not. My name was Michael Ivey, an 18 year old male, quite thin
than when he was growing up as larger as most of his friends. He always wore a blue turtleneck sweater, brown hair, short
at the back, long on the sides and front. He brushed some of the hazel strings that fell in front of his eyes.
Alone.
Nothing.
Why is the world like this?
In a moment of complete despair I threw myself on the bed, hot streams of turns burning my cheeks. I clenched my teeth tightly,
"Why....Damn it! Why?!" I sat up and put a hand on my head. Ever since I was a boy, I had these weird thoughts...as if...I
was somebody special. I was a person that would make a difference in the world. Making people happy. Whatever happened...
*~FLASHBACK~*
"Ew, it's Ivey! Get away from me!" A girl said, her friends giggling insanely. I blinked furiously, "I-...I just want to
know where-" I was interupted by guys taller than myself, "Hey, fatass. Get the hell away before we make you." I sighed,
biting my lower lip, "Fine..." I walked away, "Fight the tears, dumbass....fight the tears." I could hear them laughing.
They knew what I was feeling. I knew it...they fed off of my sorrow.
*~END OF FLASHBACK~*
I looked around my room again. Unfortunatly, these people were still in my highschool. It was if everything that I thought
was a complete sham. I needed to get out. It was Sunday night...I slept for an entire day,
"Michael...there's some mail for you. But you're birthday was 3 months ago!" my mom's voice called. I stood up again, and
went downstairs. She placed the letter in my hands. It was old...scripted. My eyes ran through it as I opened it furiously
while walking back up to my room. I opened up the letter...it read as followed:
Dear, Michael Ivey
You know who I am. You know where I am, and you've dreamed on how you would get here. Arrive here before midnight.
Sincerally, ------
I dropped the letter, "Is...is this it?" I looked to the side and remember 3 years ago...standing on the top of a big hill.
I stared into the sky, hoping something would grab me, and take me away. I put on my jean jacket, hiking boots, and began to
leave the house when my mother's voice came through again, "Where are you going?" I blinked for a moment and turned around to
look at her, "Mom...I love you. There's something I need to do. I'll be back soon." I gave her a cheap smile and ran outside.
The hill was up the street. I ran uphill and stared into the night sky, "Please! I come here now! Don't let this be but a
horrible trick!" I called out. At that moment, it was if time froze. I could feel myself plunging into darkness. This was...
different.
Where am I?
Who am I?
Where...?
I plunged deeper and deeper into the darkness, as if nothing could save me. I couldn't open my eyes.
I'm scared.
Help me.
Why?
Wha-?
I gasped for air, it was cold, and twigs snapped under my sudden appearance. I looked up...clouds. It was grey and old.
I rubbed my eyes and stared directly in front of me. A castle?...
Come in.
You know you want to.
Please.
Let me consume you.
I gripped my head, "Leave me! LEAVE ME!!" I cried out in utter despair. I looked up, my shiny blue eyes scanned the gigantic
castle. I looked down, "I have nothing to lose..." I began to walk down the stony path that led up to the castle. I kept
staring at it as I continued to walk up the path. I looked up at the giant door, "Let me go home..."
Why?
You can't.
Let me consume you.
I closed my eyes and opened the enormous door. Surprisingly, dim light shone through. I blinked and looked around. At the
table there was a card with a weapon. I began walking over to it and I picked up the card and read it:
Ah yes...thank you for being here. Please take this weapon
and proceed to the chapel. On the back is a map. Follow it carefully. DO NOT take any other path,
My chest tightened up, "Is this some sick joke...? What could possibly-" I was cut off from a fallen corpse hitting the floor.
My eyes widened and I fell back, screaming. I closed my eyes and grabbed the shotgun from the table. I could end it right now.
Oh but don't.
It'll be fun.
C'mon.
It'll consume you.
I whispered, "Please get me out of here..." I stood up slowly, looking at the shotgun. No ammo...but it would shoot. I
began to walk down one of the hallways with the card in hand. I looked at it closely, but keeping the shotgun's trigger
halfway squeezed. Cold dribbled down my face. I entered a large dining room. It wasn't marked on the map.
You're here.
Fantastic.
I looked up and saw a boy around my age sitting at the end of the table where I was. He was sipping what appeared to be red
wine. I stayed still and lifted the shotgun to face the boy. A laugh erupted from his throat. I drew nearer. He was wearing
a black t-shirt with black jeans and black boots. His face was pale and he had ruffled platinum hair. He grinned but I caught
something in his grin. What was it? I continued to go closer, "Who are you?! I'll shoot if you don't answer!" He stood up
suddenly and began walking over to me.
I hesitated. What do I do?! He looked so calm and collected, his thin pale face in that grin again.
Feel?
Do you?
I sqeezed the trigger back a centimeter. A loud bang was heard as a bullet hurtled through the air. The boy smiled as it entered
his flesh. It began to quickly seal up. I dropped the gun, "Oh my god..." He stepped back, my face pale. He grabbed me by
the face. His eyes stared deep into mine. I blinked for a moment as he let go, "Hmm...Not bad. Not bad at all." His toungue
carressed the inside of his mouth. 2 fangs. I stared and watch him gulp down the crimson fluid. It dribbled down the corner of
his mouth. Blood.
Give in.
Darkness.
Let it consume you.
I picked up the gun quickly, "Who...who are you?!!" My breath becoming rapid. He sat down, crossed his leg and looked back
up at me, "My name is Hiro. I am the reason for you being alive, and breathing here right now." He smiled. I narrowed my eyes,
"Nice try! You're trying to confuse me." I grinned, proud. He snapped his fingers, it rang throughout the halls.
Believe.
Don't be frightened.
I couldn't breath. I dropped to the ground, clutching my throat. He smiled, "I gave you life, and as you can see, I can easily
take it away." He snapped his fingers again. I gasped for air, I stood up, staggering a bit. He stood up again and walked over
to me, "You can go back, Michael. But you can go back for revenge. So many people ruining your life...making fun. You can show
them. All of them.." He smiled, his fangs bare. I stood there for a moment, "Revenge...it was all I wanted after all these years..
*~Flashbacks while speaking~*
Girls making fun...guys pushing me around. Teachers putting stress on me." I looked over back to Hiro. His dark grey eyes
were shining, "Yes. You can do anything. Let the darkness consume you." I stared deep into his swirling eyes, "I will...
but how...?" He smiled. Suddenly, a sharp pain went through me like a knife through warm butter. I could feel my neck being
punctured by his fangs. I gasped for a moment.
Let it consume you.
I began to calm down. I let myself fall from his grasp as I hit the floor.
I can sense something. Everything is coming together now.
Is this the darkness? I feel so...so powerfull.
I awoke suddenly. It was cold and I could feel droplets of rain stain my face. My body felt different. My muscles have grown.
Fangs were in my mouth, a bit painfull, but I could live with it. But, still, something was different. I stood up. I was in
the middle of a park. It was Monday. Something lifted me a bit off the ground. I gasped and turned my head a bit. I had
to sets of black angel wings! They had burst from my back with crimson stained on them. I still had my sweater, but I now
had black leather straps with knives. But a long thin sword was hilted at my side. My new black boots shone. I couldn't help myself.
This was it. This must've been the power I have longed for. I clenched my gloved hand, "Yes...The darkness has shown me
the way! Now I can get my revenge!" I grinned, an uncontrollable laughter erupted from my throat and rang throughout the park.