CastleVania: James Taylor's Story.
Chapter Seven: "Hey! That hurt!" "Oh! Sorry!" "Really?" "No."
James rolled backwards with the blow and his left hand went to his chest. His hand came back bloody. He looked down and saw the armor cracked, and a puncture wound. He cursed the knights, but also thanked the fact that the spikes only stick half an inch off of the ball, or else he would have had a lung punctured. He couldn't breath, was lightheaded, and couldn't stand. He threw three boomerangs at the knights, but all missed. His vision was jacked up from the blow.
"Damn!" James said. The knights loved the fact that he was their mouse, and they got to be the ever playful cats. The first knight, the sword wielding one, advanced, and struck at James. He rolled to the side, and collided with a pair of feet. He yelped in shock as he looked up and saw a tall, pale man. He had long white hair, a slender figure, and a sword at his belt. He was dressed in all black with a cape flowing behind him; the cape was a deep violet. Around the figures neck was a necklace with two wings. One, that of a bird, and the other of a bat. James had seen this picture drawn in the journal, and tried to recall the word that was written next to it, but didn't have the time. The figure stared down at him, dropped a vial in his hand, and set to work on the knights. He moved with blinding speed, sword flashing this way and that. James simply sat there and stared. Soon he realized that his breathing was too light, and that his vision was foggier than before, and he soon blacked out.
Alucard jumped away from the hands of a weaponless suit of armor.
"Damn you!" He shouted at the knight. "Why does my father favor you foolish reanimations?" He slashed at the knight, and caught it across the chest. Before it disintegrated, he looked into its chest, and saw nothing, as expected. "You beings are soulless! Lifeless! USELESS!" He turned to the flail wielding suit and cut its flail's chain. This enraged the knight, and it charged at him. Alucard swept to the side and tripped the suit of armor, then stabbed it in the back. As it vanished, the other two suits stopped. Alucard stared sternly at them. "Stupid garbage cans. Leave!" The two suits stood at attention for a moment, and then left the room, defeated. The dhampire stared at the Belmont on the floor. He plucked the vial from his hands and opened it. Pouring it in the boy's wound, he looked away, as he didn't want to stare at blood for too long, never knowing if he may lose all control and want a taste. The boy sat up and screamed about a searing pain, and his hands shot for his chest. Alucard pinned the boy to the ground, and his hands above his head. "Do not touch. Do not struggle. Stop." The boy looked into Alucard's eyes and fell into his trance. Alucard let go of the boy. "I just saved you. That pain is your wound rapidly healing from the potion I poured on it. I am the only vampire in this castle you will not harm." The boy stood up.
"Who's to say I don't kill you now?" The boy said, and then yelped in pain, as his wound wasn't completely healed.
"I did. For I am Alucard, the only vampire to ever assist in the destruction of my father." Alucard stated.
James stared at the dhampire and laughed, despite the pain.
"You're going to help me?" James laughed. "I figure you're going to lash out at me and kill me now huh?" James had his eyes closed, when a hand stuck his throat and pinned him to the wall behind him. James choked. "Can't…breath…sir…please…to be…moving…hand." James croaked.
"Oh…so now you believe me. See son…if I was to kill you…I'd have let those knights do it for me. If they weren't successful…you'd already be dead." Alucard said, and let James down. James gasped for breath and Alucard turned away and headed for the door that James was originally trying to get through. James followed him. Alucard looked back at him and pulled out another tiny vial with a dropper.
"One drop. On your tongue. Now." Alucard said. James did as instructed, and felt just as good as he did when he walked into the castle. Alucard took the vial back, and reached for the door handle.
"Wait! What's behind this door?" James asked, readying his whip and cross. Alucard chuckled and looked back at the door.
"I truly don't know…let's find out. Shall we?"
Alucard opened the door, and was greeted with screams. He ducked and rolled, as a fireball flew at his head. He sensed that the boy did the same, yet to the left instead of the right, and heard the crack of the whip. A harpy flew over the Belmont, and Alucard wasted no time. He plucked the bow and quiver that was hanging on the wall, and began to fire at the winged beauties.
They had cleared the room in a matter of minutes, when a deep scream came from somewhere, and a harpy about ten feet tall appeared from no where. James groaned, and Alucard laughed.
"This isn't even a boss, young Belmont! Get used to it." And with that, he charged at the harpy.
