Soo, this is another chapter!

I don't own castlevania obviously.

Ok! I am still alive! Just been busy. However, I got excited when I saw season 4 is gonna come out so to celebrate, here's a chapter for you all! I'll probably also have another chapter up soon, just as long as I can get past the fight scene. I was gonna leave it all together but was like...hm...nah.

So here it is! Onto the chapter!

Dracula growled as he crushed another soldier's head in his hands, glaring out into the space before him. First he was tricked, tricked into an ambush and no doubt betrayed by someone in his court that led to the siege upon his castle. Then someone dared to move his castle against his orders, to force it under their own will, a will somehow more powerful than the magic behind his castle, to move it to a place he did not order. No, no he would not be taken a fool of any more!

Bloodlust and anger painted his vision red, eyes literally taking on the blood color as his rage engulfed him. It did not matter now who would come before him, the only thing he would do is kill. It was time for him to end all that dare defy him, all the humans, all the vampires, everything.

It would all fall.

The three walked through the scorched door of the library, staring up at the open sky above them that was their only way out.

"Well, we're going to need some rope to get out of here." Trevor sighed, looking around at the damaged remains of the stairway before looking back up. "Damn, this is going to be hard."

However, before he could start looking, Sypha waved her hands and as they came together, a slate of ice formed beneath their feet. Looking at her in confusion, she smiled. "We don't need ropes." She said before taking a breath. "Here we go."

Slowly, the ice began to build beneath itself, forming a pillar that was slowly raising them up towards the opening of the library. As they rose, each of them felt the pressure that this was it, once they reached the top, they would be coming face to face with Dracula's Castle and a step away from ending his massacre or facing their death, be it one way or another.

As the column of ice rose slowly in silence, they could all hear the occasional fragmented piece of the ruined staircase fall from what remained of the structure. Trevor shifted slightly, turning enough so he could gaze upon the destruction around him rather than facing the center of the ice. He sighed when they passed the picture of his ancestor they had seen when they had first entered, only now it lay crooked among the wreckage, some soot and knicks lining the frame and painting.

"I'm sorry." Adrian whispered from behind Trevor.

Trevor scoffed. "It's fine. Matches the rest of the house now."

"It's still your home, or at least a part of it." Adrian replied. Trevor didn't reply and thus the group was plunged back into a tense silence.

Finally, they reached the top of the hole, the red of the sky which had changed due to Dracula's influence, bathing them in a crimson hue, where they each jumped from the pillar onto the solid ground. Once their feet were firmly planted, Sypha turned back to the hole and, with a few motions of her hands, had the column flying out and flung off into the distant forest.

"What?" She asked when she found the other two staring at her confusedly. "I don't want to leave it there and let it destroy all those wonderful books when it melts."

Adrian nodded. "That makes sense."

Huffing, Trevor turned away from the two and looked towards the castle, only a few feet from them yet seemingly miles away.

"Alright, there it is." Trevor gripped his whip as they slowly snuck their way to the castle.

"Adrian, are you ok with this?" Sypha asked, looking at the young boy.

Adrian opened his mouth to answer but was cut off by a comment from Trevor.

"You know, I still believe we should handle this without the kid."

"And where, exactly would he wait for us? In the woods? Alone?" Sypha huffed, raising an eyebrow at Trevor.

"I was more thinking in the hold, but the woods work too."

"No," Adrian snapped. "You promised I would get to talk with my dad first, so you couldn't leave me down there. Besides, I feel safer up here than down there with all those...trophies."

Internally, Trevor winced. Outside though, he gave a pointed look to the kid because as they neared the castle, they could hear through the open door the faint sounds of fighting. "You sure about that?"

"Adrian, can you stay out here while we deal with whatever that is?" Sypha asked. "After all, we agreed that if it seemed dangerous you would wait for us to handle it before you went inside."

"You said super dangerous." Adrian huffed. "It doesn't sound super dangerous in there, and I can fight."

"Yes, we know you can, but we just don't want you to get hurt if we can help it." Sypha said.

"Besides, I don't think 'daddy' will be happy if his son came back with cuts and bruises." Trevor huffed.

"Don't worry, we got this!" Sypha smirked, letting ice form in her hand. "Besides, I don't know if you remember, but I just pulled this castle here and Trevor is a Belmont. We'll take these guys on in no time."

"I...ok." Adrian sighed, giving into their request.

"Good!" Sypha chirped. "Now, stay here while we go kick some vampire ass."

Adrian laughed while Trevor teased Sypha about watching her language just as she does to him all the time. At the same time, they had Adrian settle in a spot near the castle but out of sight so they would get him once the battle was over. Soon Adrian was watching the two head confidently through the door as he sat in his hiding spot.

Or, that was the plan.

But Adrian couldn't just sit there, couldn't wait for them to finish with a fight while he could do nothing to help. He understood their reasoning, after all, his father would not like it if he came back hurt. Adrian knew his father and his returning to him with injuries would more likely send his father on even more of a bloody path then without.

But just because he couldn't fight didn't mean he had to wait. Adrian decided that while the two others fought, he would use that time to find his dad. Maybe, by the time they were done, they wouldn't even have to confront Dracula because he would have already listened to Adrian.

With that in mind, Adrian crept from his hiding place and made his way along the wall of the castle, looking for an easy entry into it. It wasn't easy as the main doorway tended to connect to a long, windowless hall and most of the castle's enormity came from height rather than length. Still, this did not mean there was no other way beyond the main entrance to get in, especially not to a vampire - or dhampir in this case. Focusing, Adrian allowed his body to shift into his bat form, knowing that finding an entrance would be easier this way. Moving away from the main door, he allowed his wings to beat downward and push him up to the closest balcony on the next level of the castle.

Once landed, he made it to the door that would take him into the castle, shifting back into his humanoid form. Placing his hand on the door, he slowly pushed it open, ever so happy that his father never saw a reason to put a lock on it since no human could easily reach the balconies and no vampire would dare. As he entered, he kept his ears perked for any sound that would warn him of any other being coming close to him, be it his father or otherwise. Of course, Adrian did not know where his father would be heading in the case of an attack like this, but he did know the places his father tended to be before he was kidnapped, the most notable being the study.

Not knowing where else to start, Adrian started to head in the direction of the study.

It wasn't too difficult as once he had gotten a grasp of where he was (he didn't make it a habit to enter through random entrances of the castle) Adrian was then creeping as quickly as he could through the castle halls.

Everything seemed eerie to him, tense, as though things were at a precipice and the slightest action would send everything tumbling down. His hands clenched into fists and Adrian fought back the tremble that grew the more he came across different bodies in the halls, bodies of guards both in armor familiar to him and in armor that wasn't. The sight of the bodies made Adrian's speed increase, now desperate to get to his father.

As he drew closer to his target, his breath hitched when he caught the sound of voices. Adrian paused only for a moment but when a shout echoed suddenly only to be cut off, Adrian rushed to the door of the study, eyes widening when he saw his father standing there, shards of dark colored glass across the floor.

"Dad!" Adrian cried, running forward to clasp his hands around his father's middle burying his head in the dark clothing.

"Adrian?" Dracula breathed out, shock upon his face before those red eyes drooped and he knelt to tightly embrace his son. "Adrian! My boy, my sweet boy, you're back."

"Dad," Adrian sobbed, curling into his father as best as he could. It was nice to be here, back in his arms after everything that had happened, after all that he had seen. Maybe he could stay like this, forget about all the chaos that is happening beyond this dark embrace and remain in a peaceful silence. He could leave Trevor and Sypha to finish this war- "Ah!"

Adrian pulled, reluctantly, away from his father's embrace, letting those pale fingers curl at his shoulders. "Dad, I-I need...I…" His voice broke off as he tried to get the words past his lips. Why was it so hard to ask his father to stop this war?

"What is it?" Dracula asked, one of his hands moving from Adrian's shoulder to brush his blonde hair behind an ear. "Are you hurt? Is someone still after you?" For a second, rage twisted his features and his grip turned bruising on his shoulders, making Adrian wince.

"Dad-" Adrian gasped.

"You can tell me anything, Adrian." Dracula continued his voice soft but there was something beneath it, something foaming with desperation.

His hands did not relax.

"Who is it I need to wipe from this earth?"

"That's just it...Dad…" Adrian's own hands curled into fists and he bit his lip one last time before continuing. "You need to stop this war!"

Silence. Silence so deafening that they could hear the battle that raged rooms below them. Dracula's bruising grip loosened on Adrian's shoulders and his eyes bore into golden ones, searching confusedly for something that Adrian did not know.

"Adrian...what are you-"

"The war!" Adrian cried, swallowing. "The...the war you told me not to worry about, the one you started. You need to stop it."

"Adrian you don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes I do! I was out there, dad! I saw the people who were hurt, people who...who are innocent-"

"There are no innocents, Adrian." Dracula growed, eyes flashing.

"But what about the kids? The...the people who didn't know any better? Mom...Mom…" A shiver ripped through him as he tried to get the words out that he himself had only just uncovered from his own memories.

Dracula sighed, taking his son's stutter as the horrible trauma the humans had inflicted upon him. "This war is for your mother." He cooed, moving to pull Adrian back into his arms but was taken aback when Adrian pulled away while shaking his head.

"No! Mom wouldn't want this! She…" His breath stuttered again. "She...she said that...t-that they didn't know! They didn't know what they w-were doing and...and not to hurt them! She said that! She-...She…" A sob broke through his words despite his effort to hold it back

Dracula sighed again, slumping a bit where he crouched and tried once more to pull his boy into his arms. This time, Adrian allowed him to wrap his arms around his smaller form, sobs shaking his boy as he fought to keep those memories away and stay in this moment.

"Your mother," Dracula began, his voice rumbling over Adrian and through his body. "Was a kind woman. She never turned anyone away and always looked for the good in people, even those who could only have darkness in their hearts and blood on their hands. Of course she would not want this."

Dracula slowly drew Adrian out of his arms once more and gazed down at him with empty eyes.

"Dad?"

"And you have a heart just like she did. So warm and loving." A long, clawed finger wiped a tear away from Adrian's cheek, over the tear like scar there.

"..."

"But I have been around a long time Adrian, and I know things you and your mother did not, do not. So, yes, you are right, your mother would not want this, and I know you do not either, that is why I asked you to stay as far from it as possible. Because while I will not splash blood on your hands, mine are already stained, my eyes have already seen all that is needed. I do this war, because I know you can not, I will take action where your love blinds you."

Dracula began to stand up, and Adrian gasped up at him, eyes widening when he realized that what he had asked had not gotten through to his father at all. "No! Dad-!"

"You are new, but I have dealt with the human race's stupidity longer, and after what they did to your mother, to you, I can't sit back anymore. They must all be eliminated." Red eyes gazed down. "I know those towns must have looked scary, and I know you came to love humans through your mother's work, but trust me when I say this must happen Adrian, even if it looks bad."

"But not all humans are bad! Dad! Trevor and..and Sypha...they-they helped me! They-!"

"Oh, oh my son," Dracula knelt back down at that. "I'm sure they did, but it was not out of the goodness of their hearts." He spat those words like they were poison. "But it was not. They are playing you, messing with you no doubt to try to take you away from me. Had you not left them, they would have turned on you, hurt you in a way only humans can."

"No, they didn't! They're good people and they protected me! They just want this war to stop!"

Dracula's eyes narrowed. "Protected? Oh, is that so?" He was looking, waiting for the catch that he would see but his son, his innocent son, would have not seen.

Adrian nodded, thinking his father was willing to listen now. "Yes! Yes, they found me after I was kidnapped and kept me safe as we traveled."

"We?"

"Yeah, yeah we traveled together because they were going to help me get home and they wanted to find you. They know who I am and they didn't hurt me! They just want the war to stop!"

Dracula's eyes flashed in realization. "Ah, is that it. I suppose they are here now?" A nod. "Oh, Adrian, they tricked you. They used you to get to me, that is all. They may want to end the war, but they are just going to try to kill me and then kill you, or use you in some way. They are not your friends Adrian."

"That's not true! They said if you stop the war, they won't kill you! They promised!"

"And you believed them? Huh, and this is how you and your mother were blinded. You love too freely and can't see the knife humans hide behind their back. So pure, more pure than any true human could ever be." He stood back up and began making long strides to the door. "Don't worry, I will go take care of those humans before they can lay a hand on you. I promise, you will be safe, Adrian."

"Wait, dad!"

Dracula easily beat his son to the door and slammed it shut before Adrian was even in front of it. He placed his hand on the door, listening to the way his son screamed and slammed against the wood. "Don't worry, soon it will all be over."

With that he turned away from the door after commanding what remained of the castle's power to keep it shut.

Yeah so not super long but...yeah. So, obviously, next it the climax of S2! The fight with Dracula! And then we start going into S3.

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Until next time! :D