Servine; Why hello everybody and welcome to my new Fanfiction. This new one occurred to me whilst I was playing Castlevania Bloodlines as I was killing off Dracula's niece as Eric. Enjoy everybody.

Disclaimer; I don't own Bloodlines...duh

Chapter 1- The Beginning to a new adventure

London 1917

Eric Lecarde wandered home after a hard day's hunt. He'd killed over fifty monster with his childhood friend John Morris at his side. However, the monster count was beginning to decrease. Night by night. The creatures of the night were vanishing from England, without a trace. Which puts the hunters jobs on the line. The priest of the local Church would happily sack the two hunters without a second thought. The city no longer needed their protection, so the Church would get rid of them and the two of them would have to move to another town.

But that would mean leaving Gwendolyn. The twenty-five loved his fiancée dearly and would do anything to be by her side. But leaving the young girl was not up for debate and sadly John knew this all too well. The two of them had been friends since the two of them immigrated to England. John from Texas ans Eric from Spain.

The Spear-man collapsed into his comfy orange flower patterned chair. Gwendolyn walked into the room and slipped her arms around her future husband. Realising that he was a little stressed, she began to massage his shoulders. Relieving some of his trapped tension.

"You're a little stressed darling. What's bugging you?"

"The monsters."

"You're not sensing them again, are you?"
"That's the problem Gwendolyn. The monsters are leaving England."

"You are not moving!?" she pleaded.

"I don't know yet. It depends on what-" there was a sudden knock at the door.

The proud John Morris stood outside Eric's house as his woman opened the door and allowed his to enter their home. The other hunter paced himself straight into the living room, where Eric was sitting. He gave his old friend a look that the blond hunter knew meant bad things were coming. The Lecarde sighed as his fiancée walked back into the room and to her man's side.

"How long is it until you two get married?" John asked.

"About three weeks, why?" Eric said as his frustration began to boil underneath his skin.

"Postpone it." he replied firmly.

"What? Why?" Gwendolyn said.

"We have been called up. To Romania, the ruins of Dracula's castle."

"What the hell for!?" Eric's rage was almost over flowing.

John did want to separate the couple because poor Gwendolyn suffers from separation anxiety. He felt like he was going to rot in his own selfishness and his greed from the inside out.

"I'm sorry Eric. Maybe Gwendolyn could come with us."

She shook her head, "I could get killed out in Romania. Women go missing there you know."

"Come on! You could just get married when we get there." John's persistence was always something Eric had admired.

Born to a wealthy family, Eric lost his father when he was very young and he lost the majority of his childhood. The time was mainly taken up by morning and intense training with his uncle. Even after all the training and being forced to move back to Spain for a while, Eric still hadn't mastered all the secrets of the Alucard Spear. The same went for John, he hadn't unlocked the true strength of the Vampire Killer.

"Alright, you win John. I'll come along."

"GREAT! Pack your bags, we're going across seas for a while."

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx-(Dracula's Castle)

The two men left Eric's fiancée in a local hotel for a while. She'd probably leave and go shopping for a while. Spending Eric's family fortune on some ridiculously over priced dress and matching shoes. The thought of that made Eric sigh. But the thought of bankruptcy made him think of much darker times. Like when his father passed away. If it wasn't for his uncle taking up the family business, which wasn't Vampire hunting. Then the family would have been out on the streets. The Lecarde family own a weapon dealers. The company engineer the best type of weapons and the family still us the Alucard Spear as their weapon. The family were dug deep in their old ways.

John was the first to step into the ruins of the castle, as he did Eric sensed an evil presence. He held his arm out so John couldn't pass and he waited.

Suddenly a Succubus flew up from the lake below the castle. She growled as she landed and her sexual gaze never left either man's muscular build.

"What are to 'handsome' looking men doing in such a place?"

"We're investigating. Have you ever heard of a Vampire who goes by the name Elizabeth Bartley?" John asked.

The Succubus let out an inhuman laugh, "She's the Master's niece."

"Great. How powerful is she?" Eric said.

"Depends on her mood. She can be a little spoilt. If she can be bothered to fight the two of you." she replied.

"She sounds very over confident with her abilities. Do you know where she is?" John said.

"Why should I tell the two of you? It was a hunter who killed my- wait no it wasn't."she stopped herself from saying what was on her mind.

"Who killed your mate?" Eric caught on what she was going to say.

"The Master's son Alucard. He was such a beautiful Incubus. Magnus his name was."

"Incubi are rare now." John said.

She nodded, "Dracula killed the majority because they enjoyed mating with other Incubi."

"Incubi are bisexual though." Eric said.

"Some of them are. It doesn't matter. Elizabeth fled to the Atlantis Shrine in Greece. Now leave, before she finds out that I told you her location."

xxxxxxxxxxxxx

The poor Succubus that Eric and John had encountered earlier received a backhand on her face.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" the Succubus cried.

"You let him get away."

"Who?" she said rubbing her cheek.

"The Lecarde! Cherrie." the Vampire began to overflow with anger.

"I'm sorry Lady Elizabeth. I told them you were in Greece."

"This may work in our favour. See if Mr. Lecarde has a girlfriend. We'll go from there."