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Castlevania Chronicles
Simon
Chapter one: Beginnings
'How many more had to die?' thought the young red-haired man to himself. Simon Belmont kneeled before the alter of Warakiya's church, the very same church his great-grandfather Trevor once prayed before he had set out to destroy the count. The town had been decimated, countless lives lost. The bodies of the townspeople were all grouped inside of the church, for haven, so their souls might rest..
Another hundred years had passed, and Dracula had risen from his hundred- year hibernation to wreak havoc over the countryside. While not at full strength, Dracula had accomplished in getting his minions as far as Wallachia and small portions of the Turkish Empire. Simon, a silent young red-haired boy had been in training for numerous years by two master vampire hunters. Now at the age of 24, with the legendary whip in hand and sword at his side, he sets out for Transylvania to stop Dracula's curse over the countryside.
'How many more?' thought Simon.
'As many as it takes.' A soft voice rushed through Simon's mind interrupting his concentration. 'As many.. as it takes..'
"Who's there? Who lies in the second chamber? Come out of the Darkness where my eyes can conceive you." Simon's voice echoed through the dark chambers. "Come out I say!"
'Nay, I would thou coulds't.' whispered a heavenly voice.
'Am I going mad? What is this? Thought Simon to himself, looking around in the darkness. The only light within the church was a single candle, which was quickly fading away due to a sudden chill. "Who are you? Come out I say!"
'No! O horror, horror, horror am I! My appearance nor heart cannot conceive nor name thee. I am unworthy for I am hideous.' The woman was now sobbing. It was a soft cry of which Simon's ears had never heard. The kind of cry that only one such as an angel can do.
The young woman finally stepped out from behind the shadows to reveal her form. She was the most beautiful creature that Simon had ever laid eyes upon. She was surely not of this world. Her eyes were a very deep, cold, gray. Her hair was crimson red, held up by a row of white roses full of thorns. Her smooth pale face had vampiric complexions, and was illuminated by the moon's bright glow. She wore a small black outfit, which only covered her midsection, thus leaving her lower part and breasts fully exposed. Her nipples were of the same color as hair and the creature also bore small, black wings on her back.
"Dear maiden, I prithee, contradict thyself, for you are the most beautiful creature that mine eyes have laid upon. Though you say you bare features that of a Gorgon, I say you would make even the goddess Aphrodite envious." Said Simon as he continued to admire the young woman's beauty.
'Please do not mock me worthy thane!' said the young woman.
"I do not."
'Thou art most kind. Thou are most handsome yourself. Your hair is the same color as mine, like blood. We both are certainly not fit for this cruel world. For you most surely are the most handsome man I have ever encountered.' Whispered the young woman in Simon's mind.
"I thank you for your kind words." Said the young Belmont almost as if entranced by her eyes.
The young creature slowly walked up to Simon, her eyes still a bit teary, full of sadness and at the same time, seduction. She gently reached for Simon's hand and with the other, brushed a few loose strands of his red hair away from face and then wrapped it around his neck, feeling the small soft leather belt around his neck. She leaned upwards to his lips and gently kissed him and continued by exploring his mouth with her tongue.
Simon's hands grasped a full breast and continued the long kiss. He knew he did not have the time, but something about her pulled him closer, seducing him.
'Yes.Come to me. Make love to me!' She slowly unbuckled his iron belt and removed his leather vest leaving his chest bare. Simon gently kissed her neck and moved down to her breast.
'Yes! That's it! Fuck me now!'
"Hmm..Just.Who are you? "Simon spoke as he still gently kissed her large breasts.
'What importance of it is it to you? Does it matter?' she whispered in his ear.
"Yes, it does." Simon stopped and gazed into her gray eyes.
'Does it truly?'
"As I said, it does."
"Hahaha.. You amuse me Belmont!" the young woman said. She picked up Simon's belt from the floor and stared at it, as if she had never seen a belt before. She ran her index finger across the smooth black leather of the whip, which was still attached to the belt's side. A small burn cut through her skin and blood dripped onto the whip.
"Ow! Remind me never to touch that again." The woman said seductively as she threw the belt across the room and stared at the minor burn on her finger. "Stupid weapon, no wonder Master hates whips." She looked over to Simon who was gazing at her shadow on the floor. She looked in his direction and noticed that the moonlight revealed her true form, that of a feminine looking demon.
"What are you, foul demon? Art thou one of Dracula's lowly servants?" Simon spoke in a harsh voice, and his eyes growing serious.
"Hahaha.. Foolish mortal! Thou does not even know me?" said the woman mockingly. "I am the Succubus, a creature far superior than any mortal woman can ever be, my dear Simon."
"Hmph. should I be impressed?" said Simon in a mocking manner. "You are nothing special, thou are just another wench in Castlevania."
"What how dare you insult me?!" The Succubus screamed as she jumped into the air and expanded her wings, releasing long, sharp poles that Simon quickly dodged as they slammed into the walls of the old church. Seeing this was not going to be an easily defeated man, the Succubus let out a long scream in Simon's mind.
"Get.out of. my head.!" Simon yelled as he held his head with two hands and fell to the ground. He noticed that he was beside his belt and quickly unsheathed his sword. He threw the long sharp point into the Succubus' left shoulder who let out a scream. Her blood tainted the walls, which started to burn away.
Simon uncurled his whip and slashed it against the shoulder that his sword had hit. The Succubus let out a loud scream as her arm broke away from her shoulder and fell on the floor. It quickly ignited into flames and turned to black ash. The red blood splattered onto a nearby wall, and almost immediately vaporized like hot water.
"Master! I am sorry, my liege, spare me! He whom the vile blows and buffets of the world hath so incensed that I am reckless what I do in spite of the world." Cried the Succubus, tears strolling down the side of her pale cheek. "I honestly do truly love you Simon Belmont."
"What?" the young Belmont said, sensing that this battle was over, proceeded to put his outfit back in place. "Lies! Thou art mere lies!"
"Tis true my hero, my love." Said the Succubus. "I wish for nothing less. Mankind needs a savior such as you, my love."
"Hmph...Said Simon. "Then why did you try to kill me?"
"For I have a station in life, Simon".
"Then if thou art truthful, join me in destroying the count."
"I cannot." Said the Succubus sadly, who was now kneeling on the floor, her eyes fixed on the floor, not daring to stare Simon in the eyes.
"Why not?"
"Have you considered of my speeches? Know that it was He in the times past, which held you so under fortune, which you thought had been our innocent self: this I made good to you in our last conversation; passed in probation with you, how you were deceived, how crossed, such as that of a tool." Said the Succubus as her eyes were now fixed on the crucifix behind Simon, still not daring to look him in the eyes.
"It does not matter now, I must be off." Said Simon as he headed to the doors of the church.
"Please don't leave me like this my love!" She pleaded to Simon.
Simon turned to the succubus and slowly walked over to her. His leather boots making an echo in the large chamber. He lifted her up slowly by one arm and gently pressed his lips against hers. " Goodbye."
"No! Don't leave me like this! You can't leave me!" The Succubus screamed as he headed for the doors once more. She was now clinging on to his leg, and in full tears now. " No! Please!" The young Belmont moved his leg away from her.
Simon slowly walked away without looking back.
"Maybe in another lifetime.but not in this one. Not yet." Whispered Simon just loud enough for her to hear.
"Please.Come back. Simon.. I'll be waiting for you."
With those last words, Simon shut the doors behind him.
Author's Note: Well, I had no idea this was gonna turn into a Succubus/Simon fic, but oh well, that's the last time we'll hear of the succubus in this story. If you've guys seen the Succubus' artwork, then you'll see how fucking hot she is. Anyway, I'm using the Simon from the PSX version of Castlevania, hence the title Castlevania Chronicles. I'm using like that old English language because, hey, it's like in the 1400's and around those years. Besides I don't think they even speak english over there. So if it confuses you, I'm sorry but that's how it's gotta be and how it will be. More Chapters coming up so PLEASE review so I can know if I'm doing a horrible or decent story or if I should even continue. I'll shut up now.
Castlevania Chronicles
Simon
Chapter one: Beginnings
'How many more had to die?' thought the young red-haired man to himself. Simon Belmont kneeled before the alter of Warakiya's church, the very same church his great-grandfather Trevor once prayed before he had set out to destroy the count. The town had been decimated, countless lives lost. The bodies of the townspeople were all grouped inside of the church, for haven, so their souls might rest..
Another hundred years had passed, and Dracula had risen from his hundred- year hibernation to wreak havoc over the countryside. While not at full strength, Dracula had accomplished in getting his minions as far as Wallachia and small portions of the Turkish Empire. Simon, a silent young red-haired boy had been in training for numerous years by two master vampire hunters. Now at the age of 24, with the legendary whip in hand and sword at his side, he sets out for Transylvania to stop Dracula's curse over the countryside.
'How many more?' thought Simon.
'As many as it takes.' A soft voice rushed through Simon's mind interrupting his concentration. 'As many.. as it takes..'
"Who's there? Who lies in the second chamber? Come out of the Darkness where my eyes can conceive you." Simon's voice echoed through the dark chambers. "Come out I say!"
'Nay, I would thou coulds't.' whispered a heavenly voice.
'Am I going mad? What is this? Thought Simon to himself, looking around in the darkness. The only light within the church was a single candle, which was quickly fading away due to a sudden chill. "Who are you? Come out I say!"
'No! O horror, horror, horror am I! My appearance nor heart cannot conceive nor name thee. I am unworthy for I am hideous.' The woman was now sobbing. It was a soft cry of which Simon's ears had never heard. The kind of cry that only one such as an angel can do.
The young woman finally stepped out from behind the shadows to reveal her form. She was the most beautiful creature that Simon had ever laid eyes upon. She was surely not of this world. Her eyes were a very deep, cold, gray. Her hair was crimson red, held up by a row of white roses full of thorns. Her smooth pale face had vampiric complexions, and was illuminated by the moon's bright glow. She wore a small black outfit, which only covered her midsection, thus leaving her lower part and breasts fully exposed. Her nipples were of the same color as hair and the creature also bore small, black wings on her back.
"Dear maiden, I prithee, contradict thyself, for you are the most beautiful creature that mine eyes have laid upon. Though you say you bare features that of a Gorgon, I say you would make even the goddess Aphrodite envious." Said Simon as he continued to admire the young woman's beauty.
'Please do not mock me worthy thane!' said the young woman.
"I do not."
'Thou art most kind. Thou are most handsome yourself. Your hair is the same color as mine, like blood. We both are certainly not fit for this cruel world. For you most surely are the most handsome man I have ever encountered.' Whispered the young woman in Simon's mind.
"I thank you for your kind words." Said the young Belmont almost as if entranced by her eyes.
The young creature slowly walked up to Simon, her eyes still a bit teary, full of sadness and at the same time, seduction. She gently reached for Simon's hand and with the other, brushed a few loose strands of his red hair away from face and then wrapped it around his neck, feeling the small soft leather belt around his neck. She leaned upwards to his lips and gently kissed him and continued by exploring his mouth with her tongue.
Simon's hands grasped a full breast and continued the long kiss. He knew he did not have the time, but something about her pulled him closer, seducing him.
'Yes.Come to me. Make love to me!' She slowly unbuckled his iron belt and removed his leather vest leaving his chest bare. Simon gently kissed her neck and moved down to her breast.
'Yes! That's it! Fuck me now!'
"Hmm..Just.Who are you? "Simon spoke as he still gently kissed her large breasts.
'What importance of it is it to you? Does it matter?' she whispered in his ear.
"Yes, it does." Simon stopped and gazed into her gray eyes.
'Does it truly?'
"As I said, it does."
"Hahaha.. You amuse me Belmont!" the young woman said. She picked up Simon's belt from the floor and stared at it, as if she had never seen a belt before. She ran her index finger across the smooth black leather of the whip, which was still attached to the belt's side. A small burn cut through her skin and blood dripped onto the whip.
"Ow! Remind me never to touch that again." The woman said seductively as she threw the belt across the room and stared at the minor burn on her finger. "Stupid weapon, no wonder Master hates whips." She looked over to Simon who was gazing at her shadow on the floor. She looked in his direction and noticed that the moonlight revealed her true form, that of a feminine looking demon.
"What are you, foul demon? Art thou one of Dracula's lowly servants?" Simon spoke in a harsh voice, and his eyes growing serious.
"Hahaha.. Foolish mortal! Thou does not even know me?" said the woman mockingly. "I am the Succubus, a creature far superior than any mortal woman can ever be, my dear Simon."
"Hmph. should I be impressed?" said Simon in a mocking manner. "You are nothing special, thou are just another wench in Castlevania."
"What how dare you insult me?!" The Succubus screamed as she jumped into the air and expanded her wings, releasing long, sharp poles that Simon quickly dodged as they slammed into the walls of the old church. Seeing this was not going to be an easily defeated man, the Succubus let out a long scream in Simon's mind.
"Get.out of. my head.!" Simon yelled as he held his head with two hands and fell to the ground. He noticed that he was beside his belt and quickly unsheathed his sword. He threw the long sharp point into the Succubus' left shoulder who let out a scream. Her blood tainted the walls, which started to burn away.
Simon uncurled his whip and slashed it against the shoulder that his sword had hit. The Succubus let out a loud scream as her arm broke away from her shoulder and fell on the floor. It quickly ignited into flames and turned to black ash. The red blood splattered onto a nearby wall, and almost immediately vaporized like hot water.
"Master! I am sorry, my liege, spare me! He whom the vile blows and buffets of the world hath so incensed that I am reckless what I do in spite of the world." Cried the Succubus, tears strolling down the side of her pale cheek. "I honestly do truly love you Simon Belmont."
"What?" the young Belmont said, sensing that this battle was over, proceeded to put his outfit back in place. "Lies! Thou art mere lies!"
"Tis true my hero, my love." Said the Succubus. "I wish for nothing less. Mankind needs a savior such as you, my love."
"Hmph...Said Simon. "Then why did you try to kill me?"
"For I have a station in life, Simon".
"Then if thou art truthful, join me in destroying the count."
"I cannot." Said the Succubus sadly, who was now kneeling on the floor, her eyes fixed on the floor, not daring to stare Simon in the eyes.
"Why not?"
"Have you considered of my speeches? Know that it was He in the times past, which held you so under fortune, which you thought had been our innocent self: this I made good to you in our last conversation; passed in probation with you, how you were deceived, how crossed, such as that of a tool." Said the Succubus as her eyes were now fixed on the crucifix behind Simon, still not daring to look him in the eyes.
"It does not matter now, I must be off." Said Simon as he headed to the doors of the church.
"Please don't leave me like this my love!" She pleaded to Simon.
Simon turned to the succubus and slowly walked over to her. His leather boots making an echo in the large chamber. He lifted her up slowly by one arm and gently pressed his lips against hers. " Goodbye."
"No! Don't leave me like this! You can't leave me!" The Succubus screamed as he headed for the doors once more. She was now clinging on to his leg, and in full tears now. " No! Please!" The young Belmont moved his leg away from her.
Simon slowly walked away without looking back.
"Maybe in another lifetime.but not in this one. Not yet." Whispered Simon just loud enough for her to hear.
"Please.Come back. Simon.. I'll be waiting for you."
With those last words, Simon shut the doors behind him.
Author's Note: Well, I had no idea this was gonna turn into a Succubus/Simon fic, but oh well, that's the last time we'll hear of the succubus in this story. If you've guys seen the Succubus' artwork, then you'll see how fucking hot she is. Anyway, I'm using the Simon from the PSX version of Castlevania, hence the title Castlevania Chronicles. I'm using like that old English language because, hey, it's like in the 1400's and around those years. Besides I don't think they even speak english over there. So if it confuses you, I'm sorry but that's how it's gotta be and how it will be. More Chapters coming up so PLEASE review so I can know if I'm doing a horrible or decent story or if I should even continue. I'll shut up now.