De Anima Vampira
by Andromache

I have not yet seen any fanfiction of this nature but hey I could be wrong.
Legal Stuff: Capcom owns Alucard and Maria. Streamline or Urban-Vision Entertainment owns D, Doris, and Dan. Please do not sue me. I am a college student and will therefore be selling my soul to pay my loans after graduation because I have no money. However, the blood of my first born child is still up for grabs.


Here goes.

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Some ten thousand years in the future.....

The valley was sunny and clear for the first time in, well, no one actually remembers when. The castle of Count Magnus Lee had always stood, a foreboding structure, at the edge of the valley. It had overlooked the tiny village with a strangely hungry countenance. The people of the village were fearful of the wrath of the Count even when he did not occupy his massive, enhcanted castle. When he returned to the valley to live in the castle again, people felt the noticeable chill in the air.

Fifty years ago, the Count seduced a mortal female and bit her, earning her a place in the internment camp. They called it the isolation camp. It was the same thing really. When he found out about the girl's removal from the village, he went on a rampage and killed fifty people or so when the coroner finished counting the bodies.

Recently, it began again. The Count bit another girl, named Doris Lang, and she sought out the help of a vampire hunter instead of passively awaiting the Count's advances. She also refused to go to the internment camp. She put all of her faith in the abilities of the vampire hunter.

He did not let her down. The vampire hunter slew the ancient Count, and the castle of Count Magnus Lee crumbled into a chasm in the earth. Days and night flashed backward in the sky, and eventually the perpetual chill and the darkness left the valley. Children were no longer afraid to play outside. People still wore their crosses around their necks, but it was for their own faith instead of for protection against the minions of the Count. They were free to live normal lives again.

Doris and her younger brother, Dan, bade farewell to the vampire hunter as they watched him ride out of the town, having accomplished the task of ending the reign of the Count. They would certainly miss him and told him to come back as soon as he could.

It turns out that "soon as he could" would turn into "he had to".
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Backtrack to 1796.....


Maria Renard watched Castlevania vanish once again from the mortal plain. Dracula was dead by the hand of his own son, Alucard. Richter Belmont, her brother-in-law, had disappeared from his home a year ago, and she tracked him to this demonic castle. She met Alucard while searching Castlevania for signs of Richter. The dhampire son of the legendary, infamous Dracula had inadvertently captured her heart. His devotion and his undeniably winsome, delicate, and pale looks caused her to greet him with bated breath every time she encontered him in the vast castle.

Now, he sought to leave her and crawl back to wherever he had come from and sleep for the rest of eternity. His shame about his lineage weighed heavily on his conscience. The sins of the father to be visited on the son. Even Job, in all of his misery over the game that the devil had played with his life, called for the father to be punished. The children of the sinner were not to be held accountable, for they had not done anything.

Maria watched helplessly as Alucard, her newfound love, dashed off into the night. She heard Richter's voice ring out behind her.

"You're in love with him, aren't you?" The words sounded oddly prophetic.

She turned to face her brother-in-law. Maria sadly nodded.

Richter smiled and said, "Then go after him."

Maria's face brightened, and she yelled back as she began her pursuit of the dhampire, "Thanks, Richter! I will find him!"

Her feet glided over the ground, barely touching it, as she euphorically chased Alucard. His supernatural speed was difficult to follow, but Maria saw his tracks. It was easy to pick out the imprints of his bootheels in the soft ground. She dodged large, moss laden trees and the occasional small animal and leaped over fallen logs much the same as Alucard's path dictated that he had done so. After a great deal of ground had been covered, she saw a small marble mausoleum built into the side of a hill. The door was slightly ajar, allowing some of the darkness within the mausoleum to seep out.

Maria slowed her pace and softly crept to the open door. There was a smudged inscription in some ancient language on the door, but she did not know the language that the inscription was written in. She pushed the door inwards and saw Alucard in the first stages of the slumber of the vampire. He looked peaceful yet regal in his silken and leather clothing as he lay in an opened, satin lined casket. His hair, the color of the moonlight, draped over his resting form and covered him in pale ribbons.

She silently walked up to the casket as not to wake him before she intended to. Maria placed her gloved right hand on his shoulder and stroked his hair. It was so soft, but she had a mission to accomplish.

Shaking his shoulder, Maria called softly, "Alucard, wake up. It's me, Maria Renard. You do remember me, do you not? We just met recently. We found each other in Castlevania. Oh, please, do wake up."

After much of her energy had been exerted by her pursuit and now attempting to wake Alucard, Maria decided to lay down in the casket with Alucard. She settled herself so that her head was pillowed by his left shoulder and she could hear his hear beating in his chest. Maria drifted into a deep sleep as she listened to the reassuring pattern of Alucard's heartbeat.

The door closed as if by magic. Its inscription read:

O neanias tou basileous katheudei toutoou oikoou monous. Ei kathes toutoou, an aei zaas.

For us, this can be translated. From the ancient Greek, the inscription is:

Only the son of the king sleeps in this house. If you should sleep here, then you should live forever.
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Time passed for the sleeping pair. One hundred years later, Dracula awoke without the aid of a summon and conceived with a mortal woman, who reminded him much of Lisa, Alucard's mother, the dhampiric child that would grow up to become a vampire hunter. He had his mother's dark hair and eye color, but his father's features shown through in the boy's height and aristocratic bearing. The sentient symbiote in his hand did not hurt to remind him of his parentage either.

The child learned soon after that he was an immortal as was his father and any siblings that he had. He outlived his parents, never looking more than twenty five to thirty years of age. He outlived the nuclear holocaust that brought the world into its current state of being. Certainly, the birth pangs were terrible, but the world seemed better for it.

D, as he was known, roamed the earth ten thousand years after his birth and slayed vampiric lords who preyed on the weak mortals that they ruled in various forms of tyranny. His most recent kill was the vicious Count Magnus Lee. The Count had terrorized a tiny village and a girl in particular. Lee was no longer a threat to the village, but the girl was a threat to D's concentration. Her bravery and willingness to love a man like himself, a demonic shadow of a human, crept into his thoughts more often than was comfortable, especially with a symbiote monitoring his every move.

"Come on, D, she offered herself to you! You want to settle down with a woman that loves you, and yet you won't take the opportunity," his hand jeered from beneath the leather glove that covered it.

D responded in his usual minimalist style, "Be quiet."

The symbiote snorted, "How can you love someone anyway? You suppose yourself to be an evil dhampire and that your bloodline is cursed."

After a moment had passed, the symbiote remarked, "That felt like it had been said before."

"Perhaps it had."

As D rode on his cyborg horse, he lost himself in thought. Even when he reached the next town, he could barely concentrate on the task at hand of seeking shelter for the night. The only thing that aroused his interest was the conversation of a few men in the tavern below the inn.

The first man said, "Hey, Greg, did you hear the latest about that little village to the south of us?"

D froze. That was Doris' village.

"You mean the one that Lee ruled?" the one named Greg asked.

"Yeah, that's the one. Apparently another castle just appeared out of nowhere in the ridge just outside of the valley. A whole bunch of monsters have shown up and are keeping the villagers locked inside their houses scared stiff."

"How are they faring? I mean, they are not going to last much longer without some outside help."

"They seem to have enough food for now, but they have to hurry back before the sun sets if they went to the next town over for food. Only one person has been brave enough to do even that much. I tell you, that Lang girl is really something."

Doris was in danger, D realized. The castle probably held another vampire bent on the destruction of the village...and of Doris. Much to the surprise of the innkeeper, D abruptly turned about and left the inn. He entered the stable where his horse was kept, saddled it, mounted it, and urged the horse to a fast gallop towards Doris' village before the hand could get out a smart-mouthed crack about Doris and his devotion to her.

The wind bit at his face as D raced towards the village. He would not reach it until morning even at this hellish pace. He hoped that Doris would be safe until then.
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In the ancient mausoleum....

Alucard stirred from his sleep. The world was far different than the one in which he had gone to sleep. Birds were silent, and their noises were replaced with strange chirpings and other oddities. He shifted his body a bit and realized that something lay on top of him. Craning his head, he saw that it was Maria. The girl apparently followed him and most likely had died while sleeping with him. A moment passed, and Alucard discovered that he was wrong. Maria's body rose and fell with her breath.

She was alive. Impossibly alive. Alucard sensed that a great amount of time had passed and thought that it was impossible for Maria to have lived this long normally. That was the key word then. Normally. Some magic allowed her to live as long as he did.

He raised himself up on one elbow and touched Maria's face with his free hand.

"Wake up, Maria," Alucard whispered.

Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing a beautiful shade of cornflower blue. She yawned and murmured, "How is it that it works for you and not for me?"

Alucard smiled gently and said, "I guess you tried to wake me, Mari-ka, but it did not work because I was already quite asleep, and a dhampire's slumber is only interrupted by one thing: the reappearance of Castlevania."

Sitting up beside him, Maria gasped, "It has returned!"

Sinking back down and closing his eyes, Alucard sighed and said, "Yes, it has."
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What do you think so far? I always wanted to see what happened if D and Alucard ever met since they are half-brothers. (Dracula, that slut.)
On a side note: The inscription above really is in Ancient Greek. It has been Anglicized for mine own reasons.

Andromache