Special, special-y, uber special, extremely special, super-special, specialest special-y thanks to the best person in the whole-wide world: Jasmine Reinier. I do not own Castlevania, nor do I own any of the Symphony of the Night characters, but I do own my created ones.
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Prologue
"It was Richter Belmont , the legendary vampire hunter, who succeeded in finally ending the menace of Count Dracula, Lord of the Vampires, who had been brought back from the grave by the dark priest Shaft.
However, one night four years later, under the glare of a full moon, Richter mysteriously vanished.
With no idea where to begin her search, Maria Renard set out to look for him. It was then that fate intervened. Castlevania, the castle of Dracula, which is rumored to appear once every century, suddenly materialized from out of the mist as if to show her the way.
Meanwhile, the powerful forces were struggling for the soul of a man named Alucard. The very same Alucard who had teamed up with Trevor Belmont to battle his immortal father, Count Vlad Tepes Dracula.
Alucard, in order to purge the world of his own cursed blood line, had submerged his vampiric powers and entered into what was supposed to be an eternal slumber. But now, he is awake and aware of the evil once again at work in his homeland.
The time has once again come for the forces of Good and Evil to engage in their ancient battle. Dracula castle beckons you...
And no man can say who shall emerge victorious." -Castlevania Symphony of the Night
Alucard, Maria, and Richter were not the only ones to have entered into this plague of Evil. A foster brother and sister also fall into place in this eternal war...
One night, wandering on their own, 16 year old Kira and 8 year old Jalen, curiously enter this materialized castle, putting themselves into more horror than they could ever imagine. Separated... and dying to be free.
"Am I destined to search this castle forever?" A young girl meekly asked herself as she stood on a balcony of the outer castle wall. Her unkempt blonde hair blew in the wind and her deep blue eyes sparkled in the sunset. "I have no meaning anymore, do I? I've failed..." She looked towards the darkening, scarlet sky. Her dilapidated clothing, stained with dried blood and tears, hung limply on her filthy skin. "I've lost hope, the one thing that had kept me going...and it's gone. Swept away in the wind, along with the rest of my soul."
A snow-white owl perched onto the old wooden railing and caught her attention.
"Hmm," she muttered asshe peered up at the creature with mourning sorrow in her eyes. She idlyfelt the owl read her innermost pains. Every memory, andthen it reminded her too.If there was any hope at all for life, it vanished.She took a step onto the railing, preparingfor anend toherlost life.
"I'm so sorry little brother, I can't stand it any longer,Goodb--" But before she could finish, the owl flew up from its dilapidated roost and landed gracefully onto her shoulder. It cooed and ruffled its feathers. She let a small smile escape from her bewildered face...a smile that seemed to be the rise from hell. She stepped off the railing, sat with her back to the fading sun, and wept. "Why lord? Why?" The owl perched beside her as the glowing orb finished setting, and as she slowly cried herself to sleep.
† Sweet dreams are the escape from reality. †
When she woke the next morning, there was a strike of terror in her eyes, seeing that her befriended owl had left.
"I see I have lost you too." She said in an abyss of depression, and a hint of anger struck her eyes. An anger locked on life itself, andat that moment it flew from underneath the balcony with a stick of berries. It cooed and dropped them for her.
"Oh, I'm glad to see you're still here, and...umm...thank... you." A new hope seemed to be running through her veins once again."very much..."She swiftly rose and walked back into her beckoning enslaver, Castlevania.
