Obsidian Dust

Chaos Bleeds

Aline stood in the shadows, looking up at a dreary sky and what seemed like a lifeless city. Since lycans had come into Castlevania City, most of it's inhabitants had all but fled. She then looked to one of the huge walls of Count Dracula's castle. He had been killed centuries ago, and the city was built around his castle. She sighed, betting that before the city was built, the castle would have been a sight to behold.

A blood curdling scream alerted her, and she readied her guns, loaded with silver bullets. A woman, clutching a baby in her arms was about to be sliced into pieces by a rabid lycan. It's mouth foamed up, and it was spat everywhere when the creature growled. The woman and her baby's cries were cut short by a silver bullet whizzing past them. It hit the lycan between it's eyes and another bullet flew past and hit it in it's chest. It slumped down and died.

The woman turned, nodding and then running as quickly as she could, abandoning the baby stroller in the process. Aline sighed, the woman should not have run away, as lycans tended not to hunt alone. Despite their strength and agility, working in packs and then fighting over the spoils would be their tactic in hunting. It did make her feel sorry for the now dead lycan, as it was skinny, it's hip bones jutted out. It must have been weaker then the others. Survival of the fittest was how it was now, even between the remaining people. Fighting over food, fires to stay warm, blankets and the like. It made Aline question if anything here, in this damned city was worth it anymore.

She ran and climbed up the side of a building, to get a better view of the cityscape. Grey, nothing but grey. Grey buildings, grey roads, grey pavements, grey everything. It felt like the city was being forgotten. No longer a bustling, friendly, inviting place. Now just a dull palette, and an artists lament. She sighed before walking away, wondering whether to abandon her home. But she wasn't one to give up, and people here needed protecting.


Two years later

Dracula was back from the Bioquimek Corporation, and was preparing to find the second acolyte. Zobek was unable to get any information out of Raisa. Unfortunately for the city folk, Raisa had turned them all into cannibalistic monsters, and Dracula was getting tired of fighting them. They were too easy, since reacquiring his chaos claws from the Gorgon sisters, anything and everything stood no chance against him.

Zobek was standing near the broken Vampire Killer, puffing away on a cigarette as usual. He turned to the vampire lord and breathed the smoke in his face.

"Charming, truly. So, any news on the second acolyte?"

Zobek shook his head. "Sadly no. But I have acquired some news on a, shall we say, vigilante bounty hunter. She has become a thorn in my side however. She leaves no trace, no evidence, keeps her face covered, and is gone from the scene before anyone sees her. She is an enigma. But, rumor has it that she is back in the city, having heard about the people being turned into monstrous, things. I would like you to find her. You do not need to hurt her, though I doubt she'll come quietly".

Dracula huffed, being a lapdog wasn't in the job description. "And why should I find her? If she is a bounty hunter, then surely she'd want my head?"

Zobek's bodyguard spoke up before Zobek could reply. "Because there is no way that she could defeat you, so she would not put up a fight. Although tough, she is no match for you. Zobek needs her to help find an old relic, and she may know how to accquire it".

"May? May isn't good enough". Dracula growled, pinching his the bridge of his nose.

"We know where it is". Zobek stopped talking and abruptly waved both his bodyguard and the prince away.

The pair walked off before a portal appeared, blackness seeping from it. Deciding that being here was pointless, Dracula entered the portal. It took him to a backstreet, and several creatures and a shadow running past in front of him caught his attention. When he rounded the street corner, he saw a woman fighting all of the creatures.

She was good, fluid, getting in some solid attacks, using her swords, guns and acrobatics to her advantage. When a shriek signaled the end of the last creatures' life, the woman started walking backwards.

She had spotted the vampire lord, and that was something that after the events of tonight, she certainly did not need.