Chapter 4

Richter had ended the life of yet another monster. The Werewolf lay dead on the ground right by his feet. Its blood dripped out from its body and stained the lush grass that was once a vibrant green. The Belmont warrior could feel the return of his family's nemesis. The time was near and Richter knew that there was no other Belmont to take him out. With the Vampire Killer by his side, he ran to the nearby town to rent a horse.

'Richter, is that a good idea?' Trevor said.

The Belmont looked towards his ancestor's spirit and sighed, "Then tell Adrian."

'Richter!' Trevor said as his descendent pulled on the horse's reins and rode away.

(1 month later)

Richter's senses had lead him to a castle in Austria. The whole castle oozed with evil energy, similar to that of Castlevania. He tired the horse to a tree, he knew that this wouldn't take long.

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"Welcome back my Lord." Carmilla said.

"It's good to be back, thank you."
"Anything for you my Lord."
"(Crap) Stop there Dracula!" Morris said as he charged into the room.

"What do we have here?" Dracula said.

Morris' son and pupil followed him into the room as the count smiled at the humans that were standing there, ready to fight.

"I remember you, how dare you seal me away."
"It had to be done." Morris said.
"Where are the Belmonts?" Carmilla said.

"Vanished, but humanity doesn't need them. Anyone can stop Dracula. How hard can it be to destroy him?" Nathan said.

"Such a naïve boy. What should we do with him?"

"They should leave this castle." a voice said.

It came from behind Hugh, it was the white haired boy that saved the Incubus. He carried a stern look on his face as he approached the Dark Lord.

"Of all the people to show up, it had to be you." Carmilla said, "What is your business?"
"To kill Dracula." he said.

"What? You can't, you are a neutral being. You can't change what is meant to happen."
"Do I sense panic from you Mathias? But that is the point, you we not supposed to be released from your seal."

"Well, I broke him out."

The white haired man gave a firm backhand to both Carmilla and Dracula.

"He's got some balls." Hugh said.

"HOW DARE YOU!?" Dracula said.

"Do not push your luck Mathias. I am simply here to erase this event."
"Erase?" Nathan said, "Why don't you just let it play out?"
"Because Nathan Graves, my master does not wish that to happen."
"Screw your master!" Dracula said.

"What?"
"Your master is just a corrupt ruler, using us as his own personal life-size doll house." the Vampire continued.

"Kind of like you and the humans." the albino replied.

"Damn, I like this guy." Hugh said to his father.

"Now allow me to do my job."

It was at that moment, when the white haired man was struck. He fell to the ground in a pool of his own blood as he landed on the ground, Dracula made the floor shatter away. Leaving only Morris.

"HUGH, NATHAN!"

The three of them landed on solid ground, they had fallen into the room below. Hugh walked up to the white haired man to assess his wounds.

"He's still alive."
"Oh thank the Lord. What hit him?" Nathan asked.

"Good point, the weapon was invisible."

"Do you think he's going to live?"

Hugh looked the massive gash that was along this back. The wound was just millimetres away from his spine. Blood continued to pour out of the young man's body as it did, Nathan grew more worried for him by the second.

Hugh ripped off a large portion the clothing on his lower half. He wrapped it around the wound, making sure it was tight enough. Just before he finished bandaging the wound up, he noticed that within the albino's blood there was a purple substance.

"He's poisoned."
"Shit, do you think he'll make it to the nearby town?"
"I'm not sure. Depends how strong the poison is."
The injured albino began to open his eyes, he looked at the boys and gave a weak smile.

"You're going to be ok." Hugh said.

"You do not need to worry yourselves."
"Yes we do, you must be pretty powerful to stand up to Dracula the way that you did." Nathan said.

The albino sighed, "I guess I better tell you."
"Tell us what?" Hugh said as he picked the albino off the floor.

"My name is Aeon, I am a Guardian of Father Time."
"NO WAY! He exists!" Nathan said.

"Of course he does. My power is just a fragment of his."
"Damn. Now I see why Dracula was afraid of you." Nathan said, "Can reverse time so you're not injured any more?"
"I cannot change my future or my past."
"Oh I see." Nathan said.

"Looks like you are going to be protecting us Nathan Graves."
"What? No Hugh can-"
It was at that moment when Nathan realised that his friend was already carrying Aeon's body. The young hunter sighed, "Fine, I'll protected you."

"Good." Hugh said.

"So can you use any of your abilities right now?" Nathan asked.

"Of course I can, just I would prefer not to right now. Injured."
"Ok." Nathan said as they started to walk with the albino.

"Are there other Guardians?" Hugh asked.

"Yes, but I cannot tell you that much about them."
"Why not?"

"Because young Nathan Graves, no mortals are supposed to know that we exist. We work without any one knowing that we were there in the first place."
"I see, so what do you do?"
"Nathan, he can't tell use that. Can you?" Hugh said, secretly hoping that Aeon was allowed to say what he does.

"I can tell you that. We travel through time to make sure that everything stays in check, so events happen like they are supposed to. We also have to close Time Rifts that occur throughout the ages."
"Are they caused by you lot?" Nathan asked.

"They can be caused by a witch using her ability to see into the future or to freeze time. Time is very fragile."