This fic is the reason why my phone and PC notifications blew up for the first time in my life. Since it's November I am thankful that you viewers decided to give this fic a try. I know that someone else may have planned on doing this and can probably do better, but I beat them to the punch. They are still free to do their version.
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Part of this chapter was already done before the first upload, but the delay was due head pain I been experiencing for the past few days in the back of my head. Well, now it's the top. If it weren't for that then this chapter would have gone up earlier.
This fic is just an experiment to me.
Anyways, disclaimer in the previous chapter applies to this one.
Classes ended a bit early the next day. All first-year students got lucky that they didn't get an assignment from Doctor Oobleck since that would have taken a majority of the day to complete if students tried to do everything at once. They did however, got and assignment from Professor Port. The assignment was to submit an essay explaining a theory on how enhanced versions of existing Grimm species can affect the behavior of another species of Grimm and cause a new variant of Grimm to appear.
While Professor Port's class is extremely boring, he does give out easier assignments compared to Doctor Oobleck.
Both star first year teams got the assignment done in about an hour and twenty minutes. It's a few minutes past 4 pm. Both teams are gathered in team RWBY's dorm with the next episode of Castlevania set up.
"Wow Ruby, you must be excited for this series despite what we saw yesterday." Jaune cause everyone to wince at what they saw in the first episode.
"I'm not excited. I'm just… tense and very curious at how the story will progress now that we got the hero as the focus of the show." Ruby explained herself.
"She tried to get a sneak peek before starting the assignment and Weiss got on her case."
"Yang I told you I was just setting up the show for everyone." Ruby tried to cover for her actions.
"Keep telling yourself that." Both Yang and Weiss said as Ruby plays the episode.
Crickets are chirping as the screen slowly zooms in a village with the taverns lights on.
Bosha slams his drink on the table and spit of to the side hitting the floor.
"Disgusting." Weiss commented.
The Belmont was listening in on the conversation from the opposite end of the tavern with an annoyed look. "It's all about these old families, like the Belmonts, who control all the power and go to war with each other. And who's caught in the middle?" Bosha asked his fellow patrons.
"We are." His cousin answered.
"We are because we don't matter." Bosha slowly stated.
"Imagine if Jaune's, Weiss's and Pyrrha families had a similar rivalry here." Nora tried to draw parallels.
"While I see where you are coming from Nora I don't appreciate being used in that kind of comparison. We practical be welcoming Grimm to the borders of our respective home kingdoms." Jaune and Weiss agreed with Pyrrha.
"Do you know why? Where'd you come from?" Bosha asked his cousin.
"Well, out of your aunt, according to you." Kob replied.
Nora and Yang chuckled at that mild burn.
"You came from shit." Bosha put his finger on Kob's chest. "I came from shit. We all came from shit."
"You could have just said that you were born of lower class." Weiss didn't like the fat man's crude answer.
"We just work for a living every day of our lives." The Belmont tried to drink away what he was hearing but realized that he was out of ale. "We just keep those bastards in food and wool." Treavor gets up and approaches the bartender's counter. "Slaves! That's what we are. Slaves to great old families and their games."
The Belmont interrupts the conversation. "Sorry. Can I get my ale? It's just that I think I'm sobering up." He explained.
"Awkward situations at a bar." Yang knew since she caused one for Junior at his bar.
"Yang do you think this character is similar to Uncle Qrow?"
"I'm getting that impression Ruby. It may just be the fact that they are both drunk."
"All right, all right, but I wanna see some coin from you know." The bartender demanded.
The Belmont groans at the fact that he has to pay now instead of when he's done drinking. He nearly stood up straight as he checked his right side for the money with the others watching him. He stumbles a bit before checking his left side.
Bosha notices something on the man's chest as he pulled out a satchel of money.
"Oi! What's that on your chest?"
"My shirt."
Yang laughs at that response. "Classic."
The man presents the money to the bartender. "Just one more tankard, eh? Something to kepp me warm while I find a tree to sleep under."
"I think you had enough for one night." Pyrrha said.
Bosha walked right up to the man. "That's a family crest. I know it.
"I don't." The drunk man said trying to be funny. He turns toward the bartender. "Just one more drink and then I'll leave, all right?"
Bosha caught the man off guard by getting in his face. "That's a Belmont crest."
"Now its confirmed that this drunkard is the Belmont on the case. I expected better behavior and more from someone of his status." Weiss disapproves of the Belmont's current status.
"We haven't seen him in action yet Weiss. Just give him a chance." Ruby defended the Belmont.
"Really?" The Belmont tried to escape the accusation by paying the bartender. "Look, here's the money." He dropped the payment on the counter.
"You're a Belmont, aren't you? House of Belmont, Family Belmont!" Bosha was made pissed off that such a man was in front of him at the moment.
"Never met them." The man denied his connection to the Belmonts. He waved his hand at the bartender. "Listen, just forget it. I'll just go.
Bosha shoves the man. "No! You're a Belmont! This is all your fault."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"He is on the verge of incriminating himself." Blake said.
"I doubt this man did anything." Ren said. "I wonder what his family is being accused of to bring the accusation upon him?"
Weiss frowned at Ren's question. She knows that Some Faunus outside of the White Fang tend to associate her with her father's deeds as if she just as guilty as him.
"Yes, you do." Kob said holding his fist in hand.
"Yes, you do." Bosha said slower. "Everyone knows the Belmonts dealt in black magic. The Belmonts dealt with monsters.
"The Belmonts fought monsters, son…" The drunk man defended Belmonts until a moment later he realized that he may have hinted to his identity. He glanced away from his accuser and tried to save himself, "so I'm told." He looked back at his accuser and tried to reassure him that his shirt doesn't guarantee a connection between him and the Belmont family. "This is just an old shirt."
"The Belmonts were excommunicated by the church, banished, disowned, their lands taken because they were evil." Bosha explained.
"Evil." Kob reiterated.
"Seems like someone got delegated to the wingman role." Jaune commented.
"And now Dracula's hordes are abroad in the land." Bosha stated the effect of his claim. "And whose fault is that?" Bosha clenched his fists while cracking them.
"Well, it ain't mine."
"The Belmonts traded in black magic, and now black magic is all over Wallachia." Bosha narrowed his eyes. "I think you know exactly whose fault that is."
"You can sense the hate in his eyes." Ren observed.
"We don't have enough information on this world to prove that accusation true, but I believe it is implied that it is true." Pyrrha said. "Given what we have seen so far the Belmonts had nothing to do with the terror Dracula has brought."
"It may have something to do with the first chronological game. Regardless of the lore, I don't believe that a person should labeled for the practices and mistakes his or her family has done." Weiss was speaking from personal experience. "At least until proven otherwise." She added.
The suspected Belmont is just about done with the fat man. He raised his hands and closed his eyes. "I'm leaving, okay? I'm leaving now." He tried to leave until Bosha raised his arm in front of him which he quickly pushed away.
"So you can lead your monster friends back here?" Bosha accused him.
"Talking about somewhere to piss and somewhere else to sleep." The Belmont retorted.
"No, you can sleep right here."
"You haven't got your shovel." The drunk man smugly replied.
"I fight senses are tingling. A bar fight is coming!" Nora was a bit excited about a casual brawl. Not to the same extent as Yang.
"Hell yeah."
"Only you brutes would find that entertaining." The heiress muttered.
(Play Castlevania: Tavern Brawl)
Without warning Bosha strikes the Belmont in the face with a right hook, forcing him back and drawing blood. "I don't need it. Confess and I'll make it quick. What's your name?" He appoached him.
"Jesus of Nazareth." The Belmont said lowly, just loud enough for Bosha to hear him. "Look, I'm carrying a short sword and a whip."
Before the Belmont could finish whatever else he was going to say, Bosha kicked in the nuts. "Try again."
Jaune covered himself and Ren's eye twitched. They felt like that kick had just reached out of the screen and hit them.
"Your weapons are an empty threat to me." Nora said.
"The fat man has enough balls to challenge an armed person like that." The blonde brawler said. "Don't worry guys, I won't do that to you two even though it has its uses." She said to Jaune and Ren.
"While I don't approve of that kind of strike I don't think it's a tournament illegal move. You might get into trouble doing that in a class spar."
Jaune was thankful for what Pyrrha mentioned but was dreading what he may potentially experience. "Maybe I should wear a cup." He muttered.
This time the Belmont complied with the demand while groaning. "Trevor Belmont. House of Belmont. Last son of the Belmont family. Happy now?" The now named Trevor Belmont glared at his nut kicker.
"Now we have a name." Blake commented.
"Now." Bosha tried to kick Trevor in the nuts again but this time he caught the leg and slowly raised the leg higher. It didn't just put the fat man off balance. He fell as Trevor let go.
"Hey!" The bartender yelled rushing up to Trevor. Trevor kicked Bosha while he was down and drawing blood until the bartender got close enough to punch him. The other patrons rushed up to get a piece of Trevor.
"Trevor didn't start the fight. Yet he is getting punished as if he did." The Mistral champion was unamused.
"Patron favoritism." Yang said. "Besides, most bar fights do start with some form of disrespect. Although, I don't think Trevor will be gaining respect at the end of this fight."
"Perhaps not until the end of the season." Weiss added. "Despite his family history, he doesn't exactly leave a desirable first impression."
Whoever the last was running up to Trevor stepped on Bosha's face causing him to bleed from his nose. "Fucking face down here!"
"You could just get up before that happened?" Jaune asked to no one.
Trevor see the bartender attempting another punch, so he sidestepped and hit the bartender in the back of the head causing him to fall over. Piter follows up with a lucky left punch but missed his right punch and was sluggishly pushed away. The bartender already got up to swing at Trevor again, but Trevor side stepped and combed him with a knee to the gut and a punch to the face.
Trevor was still feeling the effects of the ale until he heard the Kob approach. The tall man readied his fist practically telegraphing his attack to the Belmont. However, Trevor did nothing and took the punch to the face. He was sent flying backwards and flipped over as soon as he made contact with the floor and landed near the fireplace.
"This will happen if you drink on the job. As cool as uncle Qrow is don't be like him Ruby."
"You say that, but you were at a club."
"I was looking for information."
"That was the first time, but what about the second time when we were looking for info on Torchwick and the Fang?"
Yang stayed silent at that. While see did drink it was to the point where she would be impaired and affect the results of their mission.
Trevor got up and had a pained smile as blood drip from his face. "I'll tell you one bit. Listen, I used to fight fucking vampires."
"'Used to', you seem out of practice against the people." Weiss observed.
Piter came out of nowhere and sucker punched Trevor in the side of his face which stunned him and proceeded to hold his arms behind his back.
"How is that scrawny man going to hold him down. He doesn't have the muscle." Nora complained.
"Kick him!"
Kob smirked as he got a running start and kicked the Belmont hard in the nuts. The bartender got back up as the captive focused on the pain he received.
"Would you please leave my testicles alone." Trevor groaned. He was later punched by the bartender who didn't want to hear him.
Trevor had enough of the disrespect. He hit Piter with the back of his head which cause Piter to scream in pain as he held his now bloodied nose.
The bartender rushed in with a right hook which Trevor ducked and counter with a left hook to the ribs. Trevor held his face and slammed him into a table, the bartender neck making contact with the edge and coughed up blood as he fell to the floor.
Trevor walked to the middle of the tavern while wiping away some of the blood on him. "I'm Trevor fucking Belmont and I never lost a fight to man nor fucking beast." He declared.
"We support that." Yang and Nora said together.
"At least to the back of our knowledge." The heiress said. "Ren and Nora most likely always fought together until now. Ruby, has Yang ever lost a fight?"
"Well, not a straight lost. There was this one guy at Signal who cut off multiple strands of Yang's hair with multiple strikes. Yang gave him an excessive beating. He didn't need to be hospitalized, but he did need therapy. Yang's win was nullified and the guy pulled out of the academy."
"I do feel bad that I made him leave the academy, but that punk got was he deserved."
"Your lucky dad was around to lessen your punishment."
Trevor was swept off his feet. He heard a creepy laugh and saw Kob hold a chair over his head and ready to swing down. "Oh shit." Kob swung the chair down. The birds outside fly away at the sound of a chair breaking.
(OST end)
Treavor exits the tavern which also happened to be an inn.
"Looks like Trevor won." Jaune said.
"Oh, Christ" He then felt like all the ale he drink plus the fight was going to make him vomit. He got on all fours and let it out. Trevor got back up and wiped off whatever was left on his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Disgusting." Everyone said.
"Bastards. I hope you all bleed out. Through your asses!" He yelled to whoever can hear him in the tavern. "Mm… every last rat bastard one of you." He walked away to find a tree to sleep under.
(Play Castlevania: Bloody Greslt)
The next day has come. Trevor was sleeping beneath a tree until the caws of the crows woke him up. He got up and slowly walked toward his next stop while working out his hangover.
"Bloody Greslt." He sees a city in the distance. "Last stop between me and starvation. The nest town's 40 bloody miles away." He sighes.
"Unfortunately for him, he doesn't have the kind of transportation we have." Weiss said.
From the distance, Trevor heard beast growling. He sees a pack of beast running around the outskirts of the city.
The leader of the pack stops as it senses Trevor and looks in his general direction before running off. It had a dead baby in its mouth.
"WHAT THE HELL!" That was the general reaction from everyone. The viewers who left for the bathroom last night tried to hold their lunch down. This time Ren was a bit prepared for what would be shown next.
The screen showed the inhabitants of Greslt. A woman screams from within the city. She woke up in bed next to her husband who had his neck bitten off to the bone. Another woman screams after seeing a bloody crib with her baby missing. A bloody child curled up, trembling in fear and holding a cross for holy protection. The heads of men on the roofs and streets, impaled and held together by intestines. There were flies hovering around them.
(OST end)
Ruby, Jaune, Weiss and this time Pyrrha couldn't handle the horror and tried to leave for the bathrooms. However, they were overcome with an unnatural calming sensation. They looked at each other and saw each other in monochrome form.
"What just happened?" Weiss asked.
"It's my semblance." Ren answered. "It masks negative emotion. Effective against the Grimm but ineffective against people. I discovered it as a boy during the destruction of my home village. Nora is my witness.
"We are no strangers to death and destruction." Nora said somberly.
"What about everyone else here?" Jaune asked his teammates.
"I can only affect so many people at once." Ren answered.
"Don't get me wrong, we are all affected by this. It's just some of us area area able to take death in better than other. Of course, none of us like seeing it as much as the next person." Blake explained.
Ren released his semblance as soon as the runners calmed down. He may have to keep on do this for the rest of the series or at least the others adjusted to the death being presented which may or may not be a good thing.
"Here we go." The Belmont makes his way to the city.
As soon as he got to the gate he noticed that it was locked down and barricade in a wood wreckage. Trevor scratches his head. "No one is getting in and no one is getting out. "Pretty sure they wouldn't do that just to deny me breakfast."
Trevor walks around the perimeter of the city walls looking for another entrance. I found one in the form of a sewer which was surrounded by hazardous bubbling water. A path was available.
He started to platform his way towards the entrance walking and jumping over a fallen log and stone slab. He hopped onto the sewer entrance and checked to see if it was safe to go in. It wasn't since he heard a rush of waste contaminated water approaching which he avoided.
"God forbid you should warn anyone before emptying your fucking shit pots." Trevor entered the sewer with his arms covered by his cloak and his legs spread apart not wanting to touch or step into whatever waste residue had been left in the system.
"Never thought I'd be so hungry I'd climb a shit pipe in pursuit of breakfast. Oh, never mind."
"When are willing to do even the craziest or most disgusting things just to get their hands on some semblance of food." Ren said.
"Hopefully he washes his hands. He's been sleeping outside since the events at the inn." Weiss said. "However, clean water may now be a commodity rather than a resource in the show from what we've seen so far."
Trevor exits the sewer inside of the city. He looks around and notices a guard standing near the entrance of a corridor above a set of stairs. Trevor quietly approaches the guard. He pulls out a knife from his boots to assassinate the guard if necessary.
"Don't do it. Heroes don't kill people." Ruby pleaded.
"Trevor did enter the city illegally. Life is not a fairy tale Ruby, and this is a work of fiction." Blake explained.
As soon as Trevor got within stabbing range he saw the guard's head tilt and snored indicating he was sleeping on the job.
Trevor chuckled and walked past him as he put away his knife.
"Whew." Ruby sighed in relief.
"Looks like the guard kept his life at the possible cost of his job." Pyrrha said.
A gust of wind blew against Trevor as he viewed the ruined city of Greslt. He walks though the town seeing destroyed buildings with blood on them, people drinking away their problems and dead bodies being thrown from a bridge into a pit that was once filled with water.
Trevor looks at the pit where the body was thrown and a pile of numerous dead bodies. He just spits at the body.
"The disrespect is real." Yang commented while she holds back her anger. If she caught someone doing that on her mother's grave, then she would make sure that person won't return to wherever they came from on their own.
Trevor walks through the alleyways and used his athletic skills to climb over a wall which gives him a view the marketplace filled with people trying to live any semblance of a normal life in their doomed lifetime.
Trevor falls into the marketplace looking for a food vendor. He approaches a woman's meat stand. The owner was polishing her knife.
"What will one coin buy me?"
"A bit of Dried goat." The owner stops polishing her knife. "Haven't seen you before."
"Just passing through. I'll take it, thanks."
The woman proceeded to cut him a piece. "You want to pass through quicker." She warned him.
"Yeah, I guess you've got some troubles here. Is there a defense effort?"
"If there was then the defense force was not able to defend the city. Just look around. I'm amazed that there are still people here." Weiss said.
"Don't need it. We got a tribe of Speakers in the city." She hands the piece of goat to Trevor. "Once we've done what needs to be done, the demons will leave us alone."
Trevor takes a bite and flicks a gold coin onto the vendors table as he walked away.
"What are the Speakers? Are the with they Church or a third party?" Jaune asked.
"I believe we will get answer either in this episode or the next." Pyrrha answered.
Trevor explored the marketplace asking various locals for any relevant information. Once he got to the weapons merchant the owner decided to tell him a story.
"There's an old story, the Sleeping Soldier. They say he was a great hero hundreds of years ago, but now he sleeps under the catacombs.
"An interesting story, but I doubt its real. It's not like stasis is a thing in this world."
"You acknowledged magic being a thing in the show Weiss." Ruby said.
"True, but I doubt magic can sustain someone without the need of food or water." Plus, I only acknowledged magic coming from beings such as Dracula in this show. Realistically speaking, humans and faunus are not capable of such a thing."
"Weiss, this is an adaptation of a game. By game logic, anyone of any race can have magic." Yang said.
"Hmm, what for?"
"To wait until he's needed again, of course. I think he'll come back."
Trevor had an amused look due to the vendor's faith in the story. "Really?"
The vendor had a faint smile. "Oh yes, but keep it quiet. The new bishop hates the old wisdom. Dracula's monsters come at night, but the Bishops men come in the middle of the day. You know what I mean?"
"If the church is involved then these people are screwed. I wouldn't be surprised if the bishop of Greslt is the same bishop from episode one." Jaune said.
"Even if it's a different person that operates in the same or similar way it will imply that the who Church is corrupted rather than a portion of its members." Ren hypothesized.
A long haired blonde woman who was another vendor sitting down listening nearby spoke up. "You know what I think? I think the Speakers make the Sleeping soldier ill. We have no defenses, so of course Dracula's bastards come over the wall every night."
"The bishop will sort out things." Another vendor spoke. "The city has, not to put too fine a point on it, gone to hell. If the others will just do as he says when he tells us to do it, then all will be in order."
"There seems to be a divide between the people for supporting the Speakers, whoever they are, and the church." Pyrrha observed.
"The church must have convinced some of these people that their false protection will save them from Dracula's army." The heiress said with disapproval for false hope.
"We can't exactly side with the Speakers since we have yet to see them." Blake stayed on the fence being a bit wary of the new group that had been brought up.
It was already dusk and Trevor was wandering the city alleyways eating his goat. He notice two priest guiding or rather shoving an old man in purple robes to where they need him to go. Trevor looked away and tried to pass them which he did as the made a right turn into another alley. Trevor stopped moving.
"That a dick move for pushing an old man." Yang growled a bit.
"Couldn't you have said that better Yang?"
"I could have, but I like to call it out as simple as possible Ruby."
"You know, I think Trevor is a bit heartless. He was willing to kill a guard which luckily didn't happen and he looked away from the old man being mistreated." Jaune said.
"He did stop just after he passed those three guys. I think he might do some good." Ruby tried to be optimistic.
The bearded priest spoke first while taking out his holy cross shaped staff. "I warned you. You can't say I didn't warn you."
"You did not listen to me sir." The old man calmly said.
"Are you talking back to me?" The priest threatens the elder by pointing his staff at him.
"No, I'm merely talking to you." The elder moved the staff aside not wanting a violent outcome to arise.
"That old dude must be a savage with that remark and he doesn't seem scared of the priest's threats." Yang commented.
The elder continued. "Anyone can see that we are not responsible for what befalls Greslt."
Trevor was reluctantly listening to the conversation. "No, keep walking." He muttered to himself.
You won't go." Ruby commented.
The bearded priest felt like he had just been insulted. "So, now I'm stupid? I work within the light of God Himself, but you can see things I can't with your magic?"
"There's no magic, sir. We are here to help, that's all."
The bearded priest got into the old man's face with an angry look. "Speakers don't help. Speakers are tainted. You attract evil, and you and yours were told to be out of Greslt by sunset." He lifted the old man's head to face the sky as he pointed to it with his staff. "And you see the sun is up. Take a good look at the sunrise old man."
"I think that was a written error. You wanted the Speaker out by sunset and yet you refer to the sun's position as if it were an earlier time of the day." Blake pointed that little mistake out. She does read a lot so she can point out story context errors.
"I'm starting to think that the Speakers are the good guys here." Ruby said. The others find themselves agreeing with Ruby to a certain extent. There wasn't enough information on the Speakers yet.
Trevor still tried to ignore the situation, but gave up and got ready to intervene.
"Will killing an old man make you less scared of the dark?"
"I don't know." The bearded priest said with a smirk. He held his staff over his head ready to strike the old man. "Maybe it will just make me feel better."
Trevor makes his move as he pulled out his leather whip and cracked it at the priest's hand. The staff went high into the air until it landed. Alongside it was the finger of the priest who groaned in pain.
"Woah!" everyone was surprised that the whip managed to sever a guy's finger.
"That is one long whip." Jaune said.
"Absurdly long." Ruby added. "Whips come in various lengths and forms depending on their intended use. Since Trevor uses a whip in combat, which may also be his main weapon, a whip for that intended purpose should be about 8-10 feet long. However, the distance between the characters is greater so the whip has to be longer than average. Whips can cut and bruise, but they shouldn't be able to sever bone, especially a leather whip." She explained the weapon type. "There must be something special about that whip if it's his main weapon."
"Um… thanks for the weapon lesson Ruby?"
"Anytime Jaune."
"If Trevor whip can sever bones then I better see some leg breaking." Nora laid her expectations on the whip.
(Play Castlevania: Alley Fight)
Both priest looked at the direction where the strike came from and found Trevor holding his whip. He looked like he made some kind of mistake. "Oh, hell. I'm sorry. I was trying to snatch the stave out of your hand." He point to his index finger in the hand he held his whip. "How's your finger?"
"What fucking finger?" The priest answered through the pain.
The Belmont smirked as he gave his smartass response. "That no way for a man of the cloth to talk. Why don't you go and get that looked at?"
"We haven't seen Trevor in combat while sober and he is starting to become my favorite character." Yang announced.
"At least he has a better sense of humor than you and you bad puns." Her teammates took a jab at her.
"Hey! I'll have you know that my sense of humor is just as good or better than his."
"Well, you got a lot to prove in who knows how longer." Weiss responded while ignoring whatever else Yang had to say.
The short-fingered priest looked at his fellow priest who was bald and had a nimble body type. "Kill the bastard!" He commanded his partner.
"Look, I don't like priest at the best of times. I mean, I really, really don't like priest. If you leave now, we'll say no more about it."
"Conflict is unavoidable even if Trevor had a better way to go about it." The champion said.
"I think Trevor's presence alone would have been enough for a fight to break out. They just didn't recognize him because his family crest was covered by his cloak." Blake reinforced Pyrrha's claim.
"Kill him now!"
"Last warning. This will get nasty." Trevor smirked with his last warning.
The bald priest looked between the two trying to decide who to listen to. He decided to listen to fellow priest and pull out a knife from his left sleeve in the same hand.
"Oh, now that's a funny thing for a priest to be carrying." Trevor said amused. "That's a thief's knife.
"I starting to think that all of the priest we see from now and later on may have been criminals or at the very least not good people." Jaune said.
"You have to admit that making a group such as the church s criminal organization is a pretty appealing idea." Blake stated her immediate thought.
The knife wielding priest dashed toward Trevor as he spoke. "Seriously? I'm out of practice, but I'm stone-cold sober." Trevor sidestepped the first strike. "Someone will get hurt."
The knife wielding priest turned around and charged to stab Trevor. Trevor sidestepped again, but this time he wrapped his whip around the priest's arm and tossed the priest behind him. The priest still had his knife.
"I thought he was going to disarm the priest." Ruby commented.
As soon as the priest regained his balance and faced the Belmont he felt something around his leg. Trevor had somehow managed to wrap the Vampire Killer around the priest's leg.
"When did he have time to do that?" Weiss did not believe that such an action could occur in such a small time frame. "We didn't her the crack of the whip when it got wrapped around the priest's leg."
The Belmont then cracked his whip forcing the priest to fall down. The priest got up and tried to stab Trevor again, but he sidestepped again. The priest tried to slash Trevor multiple time, but he kept dodging until he decided to retaliate.
Trevor spun around for more power before he cracked his whip. When he did he removes the priest's left eyeball from its socket. The eye stuck on the wall for a bit until it fell. The now single eyed priest screams in pain.
(OST end)
"Taking out someone's eye like that is brutal yet badass." Yang got hyped from Trevor's whip skills. "The priest is now officially a cyclops."
"The priests don't have the proper way to treat those injuries since they reject the modern medicine of their time. Even if they did it's not like they have the medical knowhow to reattach or surgically replace body parts. They are going to feel all the pain." The heiress said.
"Meh, they are minor characters. They just be written out after this story." Nora wrote off the priest.
Trevor walked towards the old Speaker but stopped to speak to the priest who's finger he whipped off. "Pick him up. Take him to the church. Don't bother this old man or his people again." He commanded.
The priest went to pick up his ally and escort him to the church.
"Grudges are easy take a hold of. He will listen to the first half, but not the second half." Blake said.
"As long as the church still believes the Speakers are evil and find out Trevor's identity they will keep coming back until they believe they purged the evil in the city." Ren laid out the church's actions for the rest of the season. "The church has its supporters within the divided city. Hopefully we don't have to see a massacre created by the people." Ren was prepared to use his semblance again just in case.
The old Speaker approached the Belmont. "The violence wasn't necessary, sir. But…" he chuckles "it is appreciated."
"At least he thankful for what Trevor did even though he didn't exactly approve of the method." Ruby said. "I would have at least leave them in one piece if I fought them."
"I am the elder of the Codrii Speakers. Thank you for your kindness and, I think, your restraint."
"You're welcome, Elder. Can I accompany you to your train?"
"We have settled here in Greslt. No caravans. But I would be glad of your company on the way to our lodging." The Elder started to lead the Belmont to the Speaker home.
"Wanna bet that the church already knows where Speakers live in Greslt." Yang held up 20 lien.
"No bets. However, this situation is going to cause some problems. A group and an individual that the church deems as enemies are congregating in one area. That invites an easy ambush." Blake said.
"I don't think Trevor will show the same restraint in front of the entire tribe if that were to happen." Pyrrha said.
"How many are you?" Trevor inquired.
"Eleven, though I insist we be counted as twelve. One of us is missing you see."
The two reach their destination. "This is where we live." The Elder shows Trevor the somewhat damaged home of the Speakers. "Please, come inside. Meet my people."
Both enter the house where they see the rest of the Codrii Speakers, their rations, and the candles which light up the interior.
"Can't ask for much where a major power and some of the citizens of the city are against you." Blake said drawing parallels to reality where most of humanity is against the faunus or at least the White Fang.
"I was implied that the Speakers are nomadic people. They may not be welcomed in most places because of the church's influence. They only carry what they need." Ren explained.
"Elder, we were worried about you." One of the speakers got up and spoke. He wore the same cloak as the elder, had tan skin, brown hair and brown eyes. "I told you it was too soon to go outdoors."
"And I told you it was necessary to offer aid to the people." The elder countered his fellow Speaker. "However, I was met by some of the Christian priest."
"Are you all right?"
"Thanks to this man." The elder gestured Trevor to come forward. "Although I fear there may be trouble ahead because of it."
"What did you do?" The young Speaker asked Trevor.
"I'm a little out of practice. They're both still alive."
"You used violence on them?"
"The younger people believe that words can speak louder than action." The elder spoke for the younger generation.
"I wish that was the case most of the time." If it were then the White Fang's reputation may have not gone down to where it is now, but that also meant that Blake may have not met her team and her friends.
"Unfortunately, everyone has the potential to cause trouble and are willing to violence to solve problems. If violence is going to be the answer, then at least fight the good fight." Pyrrha stated her view.
"Well, you're Speakers. Words are what you do." Trevor stated the purpose of the Speakers in his way.
"You know of us?" The young Speaker asked.
Trevor walked towards a window to look outside. "My family's always been on good terms with Speakers, although my father got into a fight with one."
"A bit of history on the Belmont family." Ren said.
"I can kind of see that Trevor isn't necessarily in the best of terms with the Speakers because of how he handled things so far. His family's relationship with the Speakers may be true." Jaune gave his analysis on the relationship. "I wonder what exactly the reason was for Trevor's father to fight a Speaker?"
"True speakers do not fight." The young Speaker said firmly.
"When he tried to convince a Speaker to have your oral history transcribed on paper." Trevor told them how the fight occurred.
"That sounds idiotic. If the Speaker's diplomatic ways were correct in try to protect everyone and they died out entirely, then how will people know that what they did benefited and protected humanity? Without written documentation, it will be as if they never existed in the first place." Weiss gave a small rant.
Weiss, you must understand that some people are not willing to part from their traditional ways easily. Ren responded.
"Ah, yes, we are quite protective of our ways. History is a living thing. Paper is dead." The elder spoke of Speaker policies.
'Doctor Oobleck would probably say something similar.' Everyone thought.
"Written documentation is good, but it can be destroyed. However, history can never be destroyed because past events have already happened." The champion said.
"Would you like something to eat?" The elder offered.
Trevor had his preference. "I'd prefer something to drink."
"Arn, bring our friend some water." The elder told the young Speaker.
"Must be an unimportant character if it took this long to get a name to label him. Sure, the elder hasn't been named yet, but he is the most relevant Speaker right now." Nora commented.
"Oh, the-" Trevor cut himself off. He wanted a different drink. "-never mind then. Maybe you can just tell me why you're here." Trevor inquired the Speakers.
"Speakers live anywhere they deem right. You must know that." Arn responded.
"I know that the Speakers are nomadic tribes. You seem to be here a while."
"And how do you know that?"
"Because the locals are blaming you for the attacks." Trevor stated his conclusion.
"Something big might happen in Greslt if the Speakers chose to settle there at the expense of receiving the ire of the locals." Blake hypothesized.
"I think we will find out soon enough this season." Her leader said.
"That's the church's doing. They need something to blame." Arn said.
"So they can make themselves look good to cover up their deeds." Weiss and Blake do not approve of propaganda and cover ups.
"To divert the people from the truth, that the church itself brought Dracula's hordes down on the land." The elder reinforced.
"Really?" Trevor questioned.
"Had the church not killed Lisa then everything would have been fine. If Lisa did not engage in study with Dracula then the hordes will still attack and the church would have to find someone or something else to conveniently blame." Ren listed the causes and effects of what could have happened.
"There were Speakers in Targoviste one year ago. The church burned Dracula's wife at the stake as a witch." The elder recalled the historical account.
"Shit." Came Trevor's quick response.
"That is indeed one way of putting it." The elder didn't deny his guest's response.
"But you didn't answer my question." The Belmont readdressed his concern.
"The elder walked to a box on the opposite side of the home which was near Trevor and sat down. "There is no structure left in Greslt. No doctors, no aid." He looked at Trevor's face. "If you know Speakers, then you know we can't turn away from those in need. That is why we are here." The elder finally stated the reason for the Speakers being in Greslt.
Everyone was impressed that the Speakers of Greslt want to save the forsaken city. A noble task for such a small group.
"May as well tell him the rest." Arn spoke.
The elder sighs. "In Speaker history, there is an old story, a legend, probably.
"I like stories."
"It might be the Sleeping Soldier story." Nora said.
"While it is likely there is a small chance that it might not be the same story we heard." Her childhood friend (and potential lover) said.
"The story says that a svior sleeps under Greslt, a great hero who sleeps until he is needed, until there is a darkness upon the land."
The Belmont interrupted the story. "Oh, I heard that one, the Sleeping Soldier. It's a local legend. Sounds weirdly convenient to me, if you know what I mean."
"It must be a character we saw before." Nora said excitingly.
"Who? Most of the characters we've seen are human." Ruby wondered where Nora was going with this.
"What about the non-human ones?"
"Then that just Dracula and… oh I see what you're saying.
"We don't know of his current status." Weiss wanted to shoot down who Nora was claiming to be the Sleeping Soldier.
"It's because we don't know that I think he is the Sleeping Soldier."
"Exactly how much do you know about this, sir?" The elder inquired.
"I'm a Belmont…" Trevor exposed his family crest to the Speakers which surprised them "so I know you're a nomadic people who gather knowledge, memorize it, carry complete spoken histories with you. I also know you gather hidden knowledge and have practitioners of magic knowledge in your tribes."
"Memorization takes a lot of time. I'm willing to believe that they have write-once memory even if they spent years going over their oral history." Jaune said.
"A Belmont? I thought your family had vanished." Arn said.
"I guess any oral history of the Belmonts disappearing got proven wrong now." Jaune said.
"If vanished is the polite way of saying exiled, hated, and burned out of the ancestral home, then…"
"Then you know something of magic, and so you know that just because we found a story in our past, it doesn't mean it originated there." The elder went on. "The wisest and cleverest of our magicians know that dying is not absolute, that it is possible to hear stories from the future."
"Hail the power of magic." Nora cheered.
"So, you think there's someone that can save the city asleep under it, and you're here to wait for him?" Trevor asked still questioning the validity of the story.
"One of us went to look for him." The elder informed the Belmont.
"This would be your 'missing' Speaker?"
"Yes. That one went into the catacombs under the mausoleum west of the church has not returned." The elder regretfully said.
"Isn't there a head man in Greslt you could go to?"
"He died in the first horde attack."
"No one in the city wanted to help them." Ruby was a bit sad. No one want to help the people helping them.
"Our searches have been unsuccessful. So, what are your plans?" The elder asked the Belmont.
"Find some more food, find some drink, get drunk, eat some food, move on." The Belmont casually waved off any expectation of himself helping the Speakers.
"That's it?"
"Maybe find a tall tree, sit in it, watch the show before I move on, all the good little people dying horribly, all that.
"Talk about being cold." Jaune was surprised at Trevor's response.
Ruby was speechless. The hero didn't care about the wellbeing of the people. He just wanted to fill his stomach and watch the show. That is not what her ideal of being a hero is.
"He knows that there is something he can do to helps yet he chooses to forsake the people." Pyrrha, Weiss, and Blake were disgusted by his choice.
Yang's eyes turned red for a moment "Had I been there, I would have stopped him leaving knock some sense into him until he agreed." Yang punched her fist together. "Once he agrees then I'll help."
"You feel no compassion?"
"This is what the church wanted. My family were the only people who could've fought Dracula and his army, but they didn't want us. They wanted to fight the darkness on their own terms, good luck to them.
"But the ordinary people of Wallachia, they didn't get the choice."
"For evil bastards to win power, all ordinary people have to do is stand aside and keep quiet. There's always a choice."
"Otherwise they may be excommunicated or, at worst, killed by the church." Blake did not like the options the people of Wallachia had been given.
While the elder didn't like Trevor's choice, he at least respected it. "Well, find a good tall tree. You can watch us die, too.
"Don't be crazy. Leave now." Trevor may not be willing to help but he didn't want to watch these people die either. "Head south, hook up with another train.
"Trevor has enough compassion to advise the Speakers to leave town if he is not going to help them." Jaune was thankful that Trevor wasn't completely cold.
Arn glared at the Belmont. "It's his grandchild."
"Arn!" The elder didn't want his family brought up in the matter.
"I don't care!" He firmly told the elder and turned his attention to the Belmont. "It's the elder's grandchild down there. We can't even bury them. It's not our way to just leave our dead unattended to!"
"Sometimes you won't be able to do that." Yang muttered. Her second mother's grave was on a cliffside in Patch, but her body was not buried there.
"We stay for the people of Greslt." The elder restated the tribes reason for being in the city.
"Yes, we do. But we also stay because we hope…"
Trevor had his arms crossed as he summarized the situation with the Speakers. "So, you're staying to die with the good people of Greslt, not just because it's a good thing to do, but because you don't have your grandchild's body?"
The elder stared at Trevor for a bit. "If you want to put it that way."
Trevor walked towards the fireplace. "If I go and recover your kids body, will you please leave? Wait outside the city. Give your aid to the survivors when the night horde finally just rips through this place.
"They actually managed to extend Trevor's concern to the people of Greslt by considering this rescue mission." Ren said.
"Maybe he has a soft spot for family or maybe it's his opportunity to do some good for a group of people in the city." Ruby slowly started to like Trevor's change of heart. If only he can assist the rest of the citizens.
"Why would you do that?" Arn asked.
There was a small pause until Trevor spoke. "They're going to come for you soon. The good people." Trevor turns around and raised his arms dramatically. "It's gonna be a pogrom." He lowers his arms. "They were talking about it in the marketplace this morning.
"What is a pogrom?" Ruby asked. Nora also wanted to know.
"He means that there is going to be a massacre." Everyone in the dread the thought when Ren explained. "I got you guys covered. Just remember that I can't affect everyone with my semblance."
"I think the massacres may be the only thing that gets us to react. I dread the time when we get used to seeing such things whether it be in fiction or reality." Weiss stated her concern.
"I don't think you answered my question." Arn said.
Trevor walked up to him face to face. "I know what it's like to be persecuted by your own country for the accident of your birth." He turned to the elder. "If you find your grandchild, will you leave this city before nightfall?"
"If that is the condition of your recovering, then yes." The elder accepted the Belmont's terms.
Trevor cracked his knuckles, ready to go to work. As he walked towards the door, he casually takes an apple from a Speaker who was about to eat it.
"I'm leaving now." He took a bite off the apple. "Don't go walking about looking for people to give support to. Stay right here." He pointed down at their current location.
"Belmont." The elder called out stopping Trevor in his tracks. "It is not dying that frightens us. It's living without ever having done our best."
Everyone can support that statement.
"I don't care." Trevor leaves the house. He stood just outside the door a bit, took another bite off the apple and continued towards the mausoleum.
"Best way to summarize this episode is people passing the blame to who they feel is responsible for the night hordes attacking all of Wallachia." Jaune express what he and most likely everyone else got out of the episode.
"It was a good episode, but you can tell that this was the budget episode of the season. Jaune's summary confirms that." Weiss agreed with Jaune.
"I'm not necessarily into dramas, but I can tell that this series will be the exception." Yang said with Ruby nodding.
"I just want to see more action." Nora said.
"I guarantee that we are going to get that." Ren said.
Genre interest
Fantasy: everyone except Weiss
Drama: Weiss, Ren, Blake, Pyrrha
Adventure: everyone
Action: Ruby, Yang, Nora, Jaune
Horror: Yang, Blake, Nora (cuz she is secretly a yandere that Ren has to live with)
Just because someone is not in the other categories does not mean that they don't like the genre.
Let me tell you something. Yes, at some points it did feel like I was doing an episode of anime sins where I called BS at certain moments. Don't know if it was successful, but it wasn't originally planned.
Netflix Original? Yes, I did watch Castlevania on Netflix the first couple of times, but I found out about it on my anime sites. You can watch it on whatever site you use, but it will mostly likely be ENG Sub. You can still find the ENG Dub, but you will get hit by ads and possible malware. Can't afford Netflix and don't want ads or malware when watching the English version (original) then wait until December of this year so you can buy season 1 on DVD or Blu-ray. Season 2 is unknown.
I am not sponsored to let you all know this.