Europe 1534….
"Get up, Francis!" Joshua Belmont shouted. "It's time for your training!"
Francis Belmont was a ordinary sixteen year-old man. He had elegant blonde hair with a tinge of silver. Francis Belmont had powers far stronger than any mortal. He was a Belmont after all, a descendant of the mighty vampire-hunting clan. He, however did not put much effort into vampire-slaying and preferred to go adventuring with his friends, George Kischine and Vanessa Xasquer.
"Now, it's time to test you about what you've learnt. What are the Belmont artifacts?" Joshua asked.
"The boomerang, the holy water, the magic axe, the giant cross and the stopwatch." Francis answered, yawning.
"Correct. However, you'd better watch your complacent attitude. Dracula would fry you in a second if you were lazy." Joshua said, looking displeased.
"I'm sorry, Father. I will not repeat my mistake." Francis apologized, not at all sorry for his actions.
"You better make good your word or else, I'm not going to teach you how to use the Vampire Killer whip."
Upon hearing about the Vampire Killer Whip, Francis sat up straight and tried to be serious. The Vampire Killer Whip was the weapon of the vampire-slaying Belmonts, created by Sara Trantoul's refusal to let anyone else suffer her fate. It was not like any other whip. The Vampire Killer Whip needed years of practice and Joshua still forbade Francis to use the Vampire Killer Whip, only allowing him to use an ordinary leather whip in their practice duels. Since young, Francis had a liking for the whip. He found it holy and powerful and would often thank Leon Belmont, his ancestor for creating such a magnificent weapon.
"All right. That's it for today. I guess I'll just have to teach you to use the Vampire Killer Whip tomorrow." Joshua said nonchantly.
Francis was elated beyond belief, he had spent years dreaming of this day. He found the lessons on the Belmont artifacts boring and the learning of the history of the Belmonts a waste of time.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Francis! Are you free now? Vanessa and I are going to the nearby forest to hunt! Are you coming?" George asked.
"Yes, I'm free now. Let me take my leather whip along with me."
Dashing towards his bedroom, he took out his leather whip and ran out of the house.
The two friends ran happily towards Vanessa's house, not noticing a black figure silently observing the situation.