Writers Note: Before you guys read this, it's important to know that this is my first fanfic, so hopefully you can all forgive its awfulness. And the fanfic is also a collaborative effort between me and wrestlingfan438. Chapter 2 is on his page, I will have chapter 3, and so on. But enough rambling, so this is our fanfic… About Castlevania. I'm trying to be descriptive, so don't lumping yell at me! (Adventure time)
Chapter one:
Simon Belmont rushed through the damp halls of Dracula's morbid home, and he realized that he wasn't getting out as easily as he thought. "That Grim Reaper wasn't as nice as I thought he would be."
Simon had gone through tons of peril making his way to his final objective, the one whose head would bring peace to his land. Dracula needed to die. Simon Belmont gazed into a full moon and quickly felt the adrenalin pumping through his veins. He had whipped as many candles as one could count, slain a giant bat, mummies, and now he was going to kill Dracula and end all of this madness! So he grabbed at his whip and headed into the next room.
Dracula had appeared before him as quickly as he could process him. The head seemed the logical target, seeing as every other part of his body spewed constant streams of death in the form of fireballs. Simon jumped quickly through the fire and landed gracefully on the ground. Dust gently lifted from the ground as he landed, jumped, and whipped Dracula's head clean off. "Do that about five to seven times and its over" Simon breathed.
After those five to seven times, Simon thought he had finally won. What a mistake that was. "What the…" Dracula had apparently kept a second form waiting for him in the dark. Simon swore under his breath and threw his holy water at the beast. I had some effect but it didn't seem to be as damaging as it would have to his first, more humanlike form. Simon however was completely unfazed as he continued his assault. The first few hits were becoming more and more like a pattern to Simon. And as he delivered a final whip, he exploded. An orb, as if with regularity, dropped from the air. Simon touched it and he didn't know where he was when he opened his eyes again. "I'm not in Transylvania anymore" He said. Then he saw them.