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"Talking"
'Thoughts'
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Night fell upon the castle as Dracula stared into the mirror observing the two towns before him. Later in the night they would be having a council on the place they would finally send the horde onto, whether it be Arges or Braila that would suffer the next attack. He looked over to where his son was reading one of his spell books, eyes scanning over the words determinedly.
"Adrian." He spoke, gaining his son's attention. "You should head off to bed now. You've had a busy day."
"Alright." Adrian replied as he closed the book before him. He started to leave the room only to pause and look back at his father for a moment, worry on his face.
Dracula noticed his hesitation and offered a small smile. "It will be alright, Adrian."
The dhampir gave a smile in response before heading out for the night. He made his way down the halls and up to his room. There he slipped his sheathed sword off of his belt and placed it on his bed. He moved over to look out one of his windows for a few moments, before a knock on his door caught his attention.
"Young master?" A voice called from outside of the door making Adrian frown in confusion.
"Yes?"
"Sir, we need you to come with us." the voice spoke again from outside of the door.
"What do you mean? What's going on?" Adrian asked moving to the door but not yet opening.
"Young master, please don't ask any questions. We just need you to come with us now."
"No. I demand to know what is going on."
A sigh. "Of course you'd be difficult."
"Wha-?" His inquiry was cut off as the door was forced inward and the air was knocked from his chest as his back slammed into the wall behind him. Before him, four men with one dressed in the armor that he recognized as Carmilla's guards entered his room. They each were looking down at him with dark expressions.
However, before Adrian could act, one of the men before him summoned a flame within his hand and the dhampir froze as fear overcame him. His breath that he had just regained stuttered in his chest. He couldn't tear his gaze from the flames flickering before him, couldn't block the sounds of fire from his ears.
"Heh, it's like she said, he really is terrified of fire." One of the men scoffed to the one holding the fire before moving towards Adrian's frozen form. "Come on, lets do this quickly because I'm sure that our entrance caused quite a lot of noise." However, the moment his hand brushed the dhampir's arm, Adrian's eyes widened in fear and soon the man was jumping away from a slashing of claws.
"NO! Stay away!" Adrian cried, lost to him terrifying thoughts as he fought back the phantoms of the priests. "Stay away from me!"
"Shit!" The man hissed, baring his fangs at the boy in frustration.
"Knock him out!" One of the other men hissed back to which he got a glare in return.
"Don't you think I know that!" He hissed back before looking at the flailing child. "Bring the fire closer. I might throw him off and then I might get the chance to knock him out."
As he finished, the vampire wielding the fire came closer causing Adrian to cry out even louder. The two still near the door cursed at that, their attention focused on watching for any new guards that would no doubt come from the commotion.
As Adrian attempted to scramble away from the flames, it allowed the first man an opening he needed. He shot behind the boy and with a quick chop to his neck, the boy was out. Smirking at each other, the second man put out the flame and moved to the window to smash it open so they could make for a quick escape.
"Pass me the kid." The second man said, holding out one of his hands. The first man picked up Adrian and carelessly tossed him to the other vampire who was quick to then launch himself out of the window. The remaining man looked to the two guarding the door before smirking, his hand curling around the discarded longsword on the bed.
"I think I can hear some of the guards heading this way, we need to move quickly." The vampire dressed in the guard's armor stated before letting out a choked gasp as a blade suddenly stabbed him in the side. Turning his gaze to his accomplice, he caught sight of his fellow lookout dead and turning to dust at his feet as well as the first man grinning while holding the blade's hilt in his hand.
"Have to make it look convincing, don't we?" The man smirked as he ripped the blade out. He held it up, admiring the sword. "I gotta admit, the prince has a nice sword. I think I'll be keeping it for myself." With that, he turned and rushed to the window. "See ya."
The guard sneered at the window where the man disappeared. "Bastard." He coughed past his lips as he slumped to the ground in pain, just as a few of Dracula's guards came across the sight and were quick to inform their master.
The council meeting had been going...better than it usually does and that should have been what tipped him off. They had been making some progress in deciding which town between Braila and Arges that they would be launching their attack on, when a guard suddenly burst into the room.
"What is it?" Dracula asked as he narrowed his eyes at the intruder. Fellow vampire or not, he would have no problems with getting rid of those in the way of his plans.
"Sir, something is happening in young lord Adrian's room." The vampire panted out. "We sent others ahead but-gah!" They were shoved out of the way by Dracula as he rushed from the room, eyes blood red and dread flooding from him.
Rapidly, Dracula rushed towards his sons room, refusing to entertain any idea before he saw the outcome of the situation. However, as his eyes laid upon the empty room behind the busted door and bleeding men, dread fades to rage and his turned to the living vampire bleeding out on the floor.
"What happened here?!" He snarled, teeth bared and eyes soaked in crimson. "Where is my son!?"
"H-He was taken, my lord." The vampire replied, eyes on the ground. "T-Three vampires...t-they took him, I...I think to the humans but...but I don't know why…"
With a roar of anger, Dracula's claws whipped out and sliced into the vampire before him, blood spraying the wall as the life left the guard. Seething, Dracula turned to those behind him, his army and his generals watching on as he took out his anger.
"They will pay for what was done tonight." He growled. "I want them hunted down, I want them all slaughtered until my boy is back in my arms. Send out every last vampire and demon, send them out to every last town and every last city until the roads are bathed with blood."
"Should we not take a moment to think about this?" Carmilla spoke up, her eyebrow raising in question. "Sending out every last soldier at our disposal with not plan can end with disaster."
"I do not care if it is to end in disaster." Dracula hissed. "I do not care who gets in my way. What I care about is that my son is returned to me alive! If you are planning on standing in my way then I will not hesitate to make you move, do you understand?" As he spoke, he moved so that his form was towering over the female vampire, bathing her in his shadow.
"I do not mean to stand in your way." Carmilla spoke, her eyes moving away and her head turning down to show her subservience. "I merely wish to aid you in your son's recovery, but I do not think that acting rashly with achieve that. I'm sure just as my men attempted to stop the kidnapping, they will surely aid in returning him to you. But we must plan for this. Surely you can see where I am coming from, my lord?"
Dracula stared down at her before turning and stalking his way past his generals. "I don't care. I will hold off on a complete attack for now, but that does not mean I will not be sending out swarms to find my son. If you do not have a feasible plan within the next two days, my army will be sent out whether you care about a plan or not." With one last look at her, Dracula walked away from the crowd, calling his forgemasters after him.
"I don't get it." Godbrand spoke up as he took in the state of the room after Dracula was long gone. "Why would vampires kidnap the kid?"
Carmilla shrugged. "Perhaps the humans convinced them somehow. Wouldn't surprise me if they had thoughts that went against our Lord's plans."
"Sure, but why take the brat?" Godbrand continued. "I've done my fair share of enacting revenge and I know that if you wanted him to see the death of his kid, they should have just killed him here and left Dracula to clean up the mess. If you ask me, it would have the same result."
"They probably took him as either a way of trying to bargain with Dracula or even as a threat. Perhaps they even have their own plans for the boy, I wouldn't know." Carmilla replied, hands on her hip. "What I do know is that, this is at least a better situation than if the boy had died right before our eyes."
"And why is that?"
"Think, if Adrian had been killed with no hope for Dracula to get him back, he would have gone on a rampage and there would be a high chance we would be in the collateral."
"Yeah, but he's already going on a rampage." Gadbrand huffed.
"Yes, but if his son would have been killed, the extermination of the human race would be inevitable." Carmilla paused. "Or at least, more inevitable than it already is. This way, we can at least by time by helping his look for his son."
"Wait, what do you mean by 'more inevitable'? Surely he isn't planning on wiping out the entire human race." Godbrand protested. "What would we eat?!"
"Surely you notice by now all of the blood we've been given has been that of animal blood, haven't you?" Carmilla pointed out. "I'm positive that this has been his plan all along."
"Well, than what do you propose we do about it?"
Carmilla smirked. "What we need is a plan and time." Her eyes glinted with hidden glee as she looked back at the disrupted children's room "Which is something our Lord's son has given us."
"Did you cover our tracks?" The tall vampire holding Adrian over his shoulders like a sack asked the other when he caught up to him.
"You could say that." The other vampire smirked as he wiped the bloody blade in the snow.
"Do I even want to ask?"
"Look, we were told to make it look convincing, so I did. Besides," He twirled the blade. "I got a nice sword out of it."
The taller vampire sighed, shaking his head before continuing on running in the direction of human towns with his partner following. "Whatever. We just need to drop the brat off close to a town now, right? Whichever one is closer to the Belmont that was spotted?"
"I don't understand why we don't just kill the brat now and be done with it." The other vampire huffed. "That would make our job a lot easier."
"Yeah, but killing the kid makes an angry Dracula, remember?"
"Last I checked, this probably made him angry."
"Yes, but, remember what Carmilla said? Keeping the boy alive gives her more time to deal with Dracula and take over the whole attack. If the boy dies and it gets back to Dracula before she can do anything? Well, there is a good chance he'll completely lose it. Besides, giving the kid to humans means he has a better chance of surviving."
"Not if we are giving him to the Belmont."
"Well, it's not like she wanted to keep him alive. Just buy some time."
"Whatever."
They continued on their track, easily running past the trees and over hills with their vampiric enhancements. After many miles and many hours, they found themselves coming upon the road the Belmont was last reported being seen upon. The sun had already begun peaking above the horizon, though the men had cloaks to protect them, and they knew that the towns were to the far ends of the road so that while they could not see them, the boy would stumble across them if he follows the road.
"This is a good place to put him, yeah?"
The man carrying Adrian shrugged. "Good enough." With that, he tossed the boy down who groaned at the impact of hitting the ground, eyes scrunching up from the disturbance. "How hard did you hit him?"
The other shrugged. "As hard as I could. We needed to keep him unconscious and the brat is the kid of one of the most powerful vampires out there. I don't think he would have stayed out for the trip if I held back at all."
"Alright, well, we did are part." The first huffed as he cracked his back. "Let's take a break in the shade and when it's safe, we'll leave."
"And just what do you think you two are doing?" A female voice chimed up from behind them making them jump. The vampires whipped around and found a red-haired woman dressed in blue watching them, one of her eyebrows raised pointedly at them.
The two vampires stared at her for a moment before smirking.
"Hello there little lady." The taller vampire smirked. "Don't you think it's a bit dangerous to be talking to strangers in the woods?"
"No, not really." She shrugged. "Especially when it looks like their up to no good."
"Now, now," He smiled as the shorter vampire turned to walk closer to her. "You may want to be a bit more careful with what you're saying. You wouldn't want anything...unfortunate to happen, would you?" He flashed his fangs from underneath his hood at her.
"I could say the exact same thing to you." She replied. However, before the vampire could reply, his taller companion let out a shout and he turned just in time to see the other explode into dusk as a whip cracked at him.
A crackling noise reached his ears and he moved just in time to see a shard of ice fly past him. Baring his teeth at the female, he watched as a brown-haired male came to stand beside her, a familiar crest upon his shirt. His eyes glinted at it, excitement flooding his body because the person they needed to find all this time happened to stumble across them.
"Well, if it isn't the Belmont." He called before pulling out the sword he stole from the dhampir.
"Yeah, yeah," The man huffed with a roll of his eyes. "Look, you can do the whole...gloaty talky thing if you want but I really don't care." Then, with a crack of his whip, he attacked with shards of ice accompanying him.
Hoping the sword would aid him, he brought it up to block the attacks only for it to freeze in the air, resisting his complete strength as he tried to move it.
"What the he-GA!" He choked out as the attacks descended upon him and soon the vampire was no more. The blade fell from his withering grasp and, in a blink of an eye, was beside the now away young dhampir who stared around in confusion and fear before his eyes settled on the two remaining people before him.
"You know, I had it." The female pouted at the male as he gathered up his whip.
"Yeah, well, you should have been quicker."
"Yes, because you were so fast to get them in the beginning."
"Look, I was trying to be stealthy."
"Please, your thundering feet were only hidden due to the fact that I had them distracted." She retorted as she turned away from the male.
"Hey, I think-"
"Oh!" She cut him off as her gaze fell upon the awake dhampir. "Oh, you're awake! That is good!" She cried as she went to move closer only for the teen to scramble away from her, his back hitting the tree behind him. The woman paused in her movements at his actions and help her hands up in a peaceful gesture. "Hey, it's alright now. You're safe."
"Stay back!" The teen shouted in fear, golden eyes wide and shining, though between the two before him, his gaze kept lingering on the male.
"Shush, it's alright, really. You don't need to be scared."
"Wait," the man spoke up, his brow furrowed and his voice wary. "Sypha, hold on a second."
"Not now Trevor!" She hissed back before looking back at the scarred teen. "Ignore him, he's an idiot."
"No, seriously, Sypha-!"
"What is there to be worried about?"
"It's just that-."
"I said stay back!" The teen cried when both of them shuffled forward, Sypha hoping to get closer and Trevor aiming to stop her. Either way, the moment they got closer, the sword at the boy's side sprang up from the ground and positioned itself between the teen and the two older people. The two let out sounds of surprise at the display before Trevor's hand shifted to his whip and the teen's eyes followed the movement.
"This is what I was going to warn you about." He grumbled, eyes focused on the blonde teen. "It's dangerous."
"What are you talking about?" Sypha exclaimed exasperatedly. She motioned to the teen. "He's just scared! So what if he can do magic? That doesn't mean he's dangerous! He's just a scared little boy!"
"No Sypha," Trevor replied, eyes narrowing. "He's dangerous. In fact, the fact that he can do such magic after just waking up and in the day time no less makes him even more dangerous. That right there is no innocent, scared child." He gripped his weapon tighter and the teen returned his glare.
"That right there is a fucking vampire."
Look! Sypha and Trevor are here! Yay! And Dracula has lost it even more!
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