Castlvania Fanfiction:
The Crimson Fang
Chapter 1-Before the Fang
They say that the legends of monsters and fiends are just tall-tales to haunt small children into obeying they're parents... I once was ignorant of the dark and brooding truth, but now I do know what comes out during the long dark nights. My name is Joachim Armster; I write to you from this dark moist prison I have been imprisoned within, I am no mortal man… I am Joachim Armster and I am a Vampire.
When I was but a young child I would often sneak out of my house in the dead of night and throw rocks into the forest that bordered the western field of our farm. Yes that's right despite my vampiric demeanor I was not aristocratic nor royalty but just a young farm boy. That forest was so dense, so forbidding it never seemed to be light within the forest but as if it was washed in eternal darkness. Over the first ten years of my life I had seen two men enter the forest, they looked like powerful warriors… neither ever came back. I imagined brilliant tales of secret castles, princesses and even a powerful vampire, I suppose that was Walter's Magick, he gave me the dreams of himself hoping that he would once see me enter that foreboding forest of his. Whenever mother would catch me throwing the rocks into the forest she would send me too bed and tell me that evil creatures of the wood would not like to be disturbed.
It was my nineteenth birthday I decided to venture into the forest something had been slaughtering our livestock the blood trails went into the forest, I decided to go hunting, I had a bow and a small sword, never would I have thought the predator to be such a thing that these weapons would be as useless as a wooden mixing spoon. I trudged through the dark path and wadded through the deep mud that had enveloped some parts of this dirt path. I has began to run then suddenly I felt something "tug" for a second, it was as if I had walked through a bubble and it had closed up after me, I looked back and the path was not the same I had came from. I had an earie feeling that heading back would not get me out of this place as I turned to go forward on his path I noticed something that was not there before, a tall and dark castle. I grinned as if suddenly I knew my childhood dreams were a sudden reality and I was now the brave hero wandering in to save the princess.
I reached the castle and still the night looked young as it had, what seemed to have been days ago, when I entered the forest, little did I know the powers of the ebony stone, and the eternal night, which basked this unholy place. I walked up to the castle door and the bridge fell open, he was awaiting me. I entered the room and there stood, on an elevated floor, which was reached by slopes at either side of the room, Walter Bernhard, I knew form first glance that all the tales my mother told me in my childhood were true, monsters did exist.
Now let me put this straight even though it was Walter who gave me this godly form, this curse which was all but that… a curse. When he made me into a vampire, I was stronger, faster, smarter, and above all else a dark and mysterious force arose within me, yes my telekinesis, maybe that was why Walter hated me so, his finest creation, me who had wounded his great abomination in such a ferocious way, yes that man, Walter, made a beast which he hid in his cellar afraid of the great power he had created. I too was a power he was afraid of I was growing stronger and stronger at a speed he couldn't even fathom, was I the one who would eventually be claimed king of all vampire? The one to take the legendary name of "Dracula" the king of the night? Doubtfully or else I would not be in this prison rotting away like thrown away meat. Though I am sure he feared that I would become the ultimate vampire and thus he always tried to test me, to get me destroyed, he was truly a heretic… instead of trying to destroy the one he believed to become king of the vampires, he should have cherished that he had sired that vampire… though his tests did add quite some interest to my life as a vampire.
He had waited for me in this castle instead of making me go through the tests which he made most of his victims go through all he wanted of me was a fledgling he waited for me in his main hall, me the boy he watched since I was but a baby, the one he wanted since I was in the womb… he rose his hand and his eyes shone, I couldn't move, my sight went dark, it was peaceful… I felt something on my neck… that was the day he made me a vampire… that was the start of my new life… my life after the first… my life as a vampire.