CastleVania: Senshi for Hire 2
NOTE: It's back. The sequal to my very first fic ever made & posted at CV Dungeon. All characters are own by KONAMI. Cept for Vanessa/YingGirl, Koko, Katrice, and Alessa/YangGirl. It's modern day encounters the bad guys from Lamment of Innocence, plus the truth behind the connection between Death & YingGirl.
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THE PAST
He was never supposed to go into his father's room without his father permission, but....
Despite who his parents were, he was still a little child and exploring the castle was one of his favourite past-times, especially when his father wasn't around.
The young child with golden locks had entered his father's chambers without a sound. A very large coffin was lying in the center of the room. He knew his father probably slept in it, but he never understood why his father does, nor he rarely sees his father during the daylight. Perhaps, one day it'll be explained.
Then something caught the child's eyes. Something was shining a bright red on a table near the wall that caught the young child's attention. He began to walk towards that table, picking up the glowing red object with his small and gentle hands, looking at it with such curiousitiy.
It was the broach his father normally wears around his neck.
"Hello, Young Tepes...." a voice chanted from the broach.
"Huh?!" the child cried out.
"Do not be alarmed, I do not mean to frighten you. I've only wish to help you..."
"Help me?"
"Yes, but in order to do that, I wished to be freed. Please, break the stone."
The young child was very curious about the talking broach that began to glisten a shade of blood red. The child didn't noticed that the powers within in stone were controling the young child to do it's bidding.
"Break the stone..." the voice continued chanting a much darker voice to the child.
The curious child was willing to do what the voice commanded him to do. The child started to raise the stone with his hands.
Until a very large black bat quickly flew in and whipped at the young child. The child stumbled onto the floor as the bat snatched away the red broach from the child. The child was on the ground, looking towards the bat as then began to transformed into his father figure. He was holding the red broach in his pale hands as he looked towards his own son with a displeased look on his face.
The child looked hurt as he was staring back towards his father.
"Adrian!" his father hissed at him, "How dare you touch the Crimson Stone?!"
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THE PRESENT
Half vampires always have nightmares.
They are both plague by the sides, the sorrowful human nature of his action and the horrible seduction of returning back towards his vampiric side. The long blonde golden eyed and soft skinned half-breed was looking out of the window, awaken from his resent rest, recalling a bad childhood memory....
If his father wasn't there to stop him, he would had released whoever was trapped in that red coated stone. It felt a prescene of something powerful sealed away in that stone, almost as powerful as a vampire...
But why would his father trapped a vampire inside that stone?
His father kept a lot of secrets away from him, even when he was on his father side. His father also never told him about his first encounter with the Belmont. Apparently, before he was even born, his father still had his brawls with the Belmont clan....
So the family did not start by Sonia Belmont as he thought he did. It started much earlier.
And apparently, the vampire who was trapped in that stone knew when the Belmonts first appeared, when they first began their quest to hunt down the ever lasting night.
He looked towards the window. He pondered if the recent Belmont knew about this vampire hidden within the red coated stone.
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You can to give some credit for the passed out hunter. She did managed to hurt him, but not as much as she hoped to do.
Now the poor girl was on the ground like she was some sort of ragdoll. She still held on that cursed whip as he knelted down, touching her face with his black gloved hands, looking down at the fallen hunter, and suprised that it felt so soft for someone who had defeated the previous king of vampires.
"I wonder how the blood of the Belmonts taste of," he began, "is it pure and sweet like some mortals are? Or does it reack of tainted blood from slaying our kind from over these centuries with that cursed hand down whip?"
"...Ying...." Katrice muttered.
The rabbit creature slowly open her eyes weakly, wondering where was she was resting. She then raised her head, noticing her master was on the ground and that red headed vampire was next to the fallen girl. The rabbit was starting to get back on all fours, the embedded red ruby on her forehead was glowing and she looked towards the vampire.
She will not her master fail. Not now, not ever.
The rabbit leaped towards the vampire, unleashing the power hidden within the small ruby on her head.
"You would probably make a decent servant," he said, "it's such a pity, I must kill you."
"RUBY....LAZER!!!!" Katrice cried out.
The vampire turned around and quickly used his cape to avoid being hit by the coming attack. The room was engulf with some sort of red burst coming from the green rabbit creature. When the light began to died out, the vampire lowered his cape...
Only to find the green rabbit and the girl with the whip were gone.
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The phone was giving a dead signal at the other end. Where the hell could her sister be?!
This wasn't the time for her little sister to fool around, especially when the latest threat carried a stone that can easily plunge this world of man into an eternal pit of darkness and it'll take more than a mere legendary firebird to light it back up again.
Alucard was right. Even if she does bear the whip, can use the legendary objects passed down, and defeated Dracula, the king of vampires, she still wasn't ready.
She'll never be ready.
Out of all the people out there, the sacred whip choses someone who's as frail as a butterfly to hunt down the night. Great, just great!
As Alessa hung up on the phone, something fell off the wall and made quite a crash. She turned around and began to walked to whatever fell from the wall. She found out it was a frame, covered in a dust coated window. Oner of the objects that were recovered when Vanessa's previous adoptive parents were....
But some of the pieces of the cracked window fell, revealing a hidden picture behind it. Taking away the remaing pieces of the dust coated glass, Alessa was getting a clear picture of what this painting was.
It was a beautiful young maidan in a blue and white dress, carrying a boquet of flowers in her hands. She had a cheerful smile on her face while her brown hair resting on her shoulders. Underneath the potrait was the named "Sara". Alessa never knew a woman named 'Sara', maybe the Lecardes & Renards know...but they've taken the answer to their graves.
But this lady's hair color, her face, and light skin complexion....
Why did this woman almost looked like her little sister?
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She was holding her head as she sat on the floor. Where was she anyways? All she was was red soaked curtains and candles lighting up the room.
She then slowy got herself up with one hand. The other hand was still in a pretty bad condition and began to drip in blood. She then noticed, she wasn't alone in the room. She was the red headed vampire that she encounter, sitting peacefully on his throne.
And there was another person. He was tall, had short blonde, and wore a long white sleeveless jacket. He wore a gaunlet on one hand, but there was something that caught her eye...
He was carrying the same exact whip around his waist like she was carrying her whip around her waist! Who was this guy?!
"I've been waiting for you," he began, "...Leon."
"Walter...." Leon said, "I'll never forgive you for what you did."
"Ah, it seems you enjoyed my gift."
"Yes," Leon replied as he looked back at the whip and then faced the red haired vampire again, "and thanks to it, I now have the power to destroy you."
WHAT?!!!!
The long haired girl then began to back away, placing her hands on the sides of head, covering her ears, and slightly pulling her hair. She was hoping she was not hearing things. Please, let her be hearing things....
This couldn't be. It just can't be!!!
This sacred whip that was handed down by various generations. This whip that has the power to take out fiends and other creatures of the night. This whip can bring the king of vampires straight back to the flames of hell....
...Was made by that vampire? IMPOSSIBLE!!!
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She finally opened her eyes. What greeted her was a green furred rabbit who was sitting on her leg as she raised her head and stared up at her with her beady blue eyes. Her hand was now in bandages, thanks to the efforts of her small four legged friend as she felt herself resting on some sort of statue pedastol. The area was lit by candles as the sound of .
"Ying," Katrice began, "that new vampire that took over Dracula's castle, he's really powerful. I don't think I've never seen or felt a vampire that had so much power."
YingGirl looked down at the rabbit, then towards her steel tipped whip. She couldn't believe, no...would not believe that this whip was a gift from a vampire! She looked back at the rabbit once again.
"...Where are we?" YingGirl asked.
"I think we are in basement of this castle, a watery section..." Katrice replied, "I know vampires can't stand moving water, so we're safe from that red headed vampire coming after us over here."
"But that doesn't me his servants or minions can come over and bring us to him."
"Heh, well...at least you got the weapons to take down the minions quickly."
"I don't think I'm sure I do."
"So these are the new toys Walter lured into his castle," a voice replied, "I'm suprised he going let a pup go after him this time."
The two of them began to look around the area to see where that voice was coming from. YingGirl then raised her head, noticing a male figure, sitting above the two on them, on what appeared to be an entrance createed from large skull's gapping mouth. He sat there and stared down below at the two of them, crossing his legs.
The green rabbit got defensive once more.
"Hey!" Katrice cried out, "For your information, this girl is the last vampire hunter around and Belmont too! She even defeated Count Dracula, the King of Vampires, on her own!"
"But she couldn't even stand one simple attack from Walter," he continued as he folded his arms, "are you sure she's a vampire hunter?"
The short shirted masked maiden lowered her head, staring at the whip.
"I don't know," YingGirl said, "especially that this whip was from that vampire."
"WHAT?!!!" Katrice cried.
The rabbit turned around to looked up at her master. Her master looked down at the rabbit while holding her hand.
"It's true!" YingGirl cried, "This whip was a gift from that vampire given to some guy named 'Leon'! So all those demons I fought, all those bad guys and vampires I've taken out with this whip....it wasn't for the sake of mankind, it was to make a pathway for that red-headed vampire's return to this world with no other threats!"
"But..." Katrice continued, "it doesn't make sense at all. Why would a vampire make a whip that kills off all vampires and then gives to a hunter who's bloodline is gonna hunt down vampires for the rest of their mortal lives?"
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I'll stop. Is anyone reviewing this?
-The Clow Hatter
NOTE: It's back. The sequal to my very first fic ever made & posted at CV Dungeon. All characters are own by KONAMI. Cept for Vanessa/YingGirl, Koko, Katrice, and Alessa/YangGirl. It's modern day encounters the bad guys from Lamment of Innocence, plus the truth behind the connection between Death & YingGirl.
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THE PAST
He was never supposed to go into his father's room without his father permission, but....
Despite who his parents were, he was still a little child and exploring the castle was one of his favourite past-times, especially when his father wasn't around.
The young child with golden locks had entered his father's chambers without a sound. A very large coffin was lying in the center of the room. He knew his father probably slept in it, but he never understood why his father does, nor he rarely sees his father during the daylight. Perhaps, one day it'll be explained.
Then something caught the child's eyes. Something was shining a bright red on a table near the wall that caught the young child's attention. He began to walk towards that table, picking up the glowing red object with his small and gentle hands, looking at it with such curiousitiy.
It was the broach his father normally wears around his neck.
"Hello, Young Tepes...." a voice chanted from the broach.
"Huh?!" the child cried out.
"Do not be alarmed, I do not mean to frighten you. I've only wish to help you..."
"Help me?"
"Yes, but in order to do that, I wished to be freed. Please, break the stone."
The young child was very curious about the talking broach that began to glisten a shade of blood red. The child didn't noticed that the powers within in stone were controling the young child to do it's bidding.
"Break the stone..." the voice continued chanting a much darker voice to the child.
The curious child was willing to do what the voice commanded him to do. The child started to raise the stone with his hands.
Until a very large black bat quickly flew in and whipped at the young child. The child stumbled onto the floor as the bat snatched away the red broach from the child. The child was on the ground, looking towards the bat as then began to transformed into his father figure. He was holding the red broach in his pale hands as he looked towards his own son with a displeased look on his face.
The child looked hurt as he was staring back towards his father.
"Adrian!" his father hissed at him, "How dare you touch the Crimson Stone?!"
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THE PRESENT
Half vampires always have nightmares.
They are both plague by the sides, the sorrowful human nature of his action and the horrible seduction of returning back towards his vampiric side. The long blonde golden eyed and soft skinned half-breed was looking out of the window, awaken from his resent rest, recalling a bad childhood memory....
If his father wasn't there to stop him, he would had released whoever was trapped in that red coated stone. It felt a prescene of something powerful sealed away in that stone, almost as powerful as a vampire...
But why would his father trapped a vampire inside that stone?
His father kept a lot of secrets away from him, even when he was on his father side. His father also never told him about his first encounter with the Belmont. Apparently, before he was even born, his father still had his brawls with the Belmont clan....
So the family did not start by Sonia Belmont as he thought he did. It started much earlier.
And apparently, the vampire who was trapped in that stone knew when the Belmonts first appeared, when they first began their quest to hunt down the ever lasting night.
He looked towards the window. He pondered if the recent Belmont knew about this vampire hidden within the red coated stone.
----------------------------
You can to give some credit for the passed out hunter. She did managed to hurt him, but not as much as she hoped to do.
Now the poor girl was on the ground like she was some sort of ragdoll. She still held on that cursed whip as he knelted down, touching her face with his black gloved hands, looking down at the fallen hunter, and suprised that it felt so soft for someone who had defeated the previous king of vampires.
"I wonder how the blood of the Belmonts taste of," he began, "is it pure and sweet like some mortals are? Or does it reack of tainted blood from slaying our kind from over these centuries with that cursed hand down whip?"
"...Ying...." Katrice muttered.
The rabbit creature slowly open her eyes weakly, wondering where was she was resting. She then raised her head, noticing her master was on the ground and that red headed vampire was next to the fallen girl. The rabbit was starting to get back on all fours, the embedded red ruby on her forehead was glowing and she looked towards the vampire.
She will not her master fail. Not now, not ever.
The rabbit leaped towards the vampire, unleashing the power hidden within the small ruby on her head.
"You would probably make a decent servant," he said, "it's such a pity, I must kill you."
"RUBY....LAZER!!!!" Katrice cried out.
The vampire turned around and quickly used his cape to avoid being hit by the coming attack. The room was engulf with some sort of red burst coming from the green rabbit creature. When the light began to died out, the vampire lowered his cape...
Only to find the green rabbit and the girl with the whip were gone.
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The phone was giving a dead signal at the other end. Where the hell could her sister be?!
This wasn't the time for her little sister to fool around, especially when the latest threat carried a stone that can easily plunge this world of man into an eternal pit of darkness and it'll take more than a mere legendary firebird to light it back up again.
Alucard was right. Even if she does bear the whip, can use the legendary objects passed down, and defeated Dracula, the king of vampires, she still wasn't ready.
She'll never be ready.
Out of all the people out there, the sacred whip choses someone who's as frail as a butterfly to hunt down the night. Great, just great!
As Alessa hung up on the phone, something fell off the wall and made quite a crash. She turned around and began to walked to whatever fell from the wall. She found out it was a frame, covered in a dust coated window. Oner of the objects that were recovered when Vanessa's previous adoptive parents were....
But some of the pieces of the cracked window fell, revealing a hidden picture behind it. Taking away the remaing pieces of the dust coated glass, Alessa was getting a clear picture of what this painting was.
It was a beautiful young maidan in a blue and white dress, carrying a boquet of flowers in her hands. She had a cheerful smile on her face while her brown hair resting on her shoulders. Underneath the potrait was the named "Sara". Alessa never knew a woman named 'Sara', maybe the Lecardes & Renards know...but they've taken the answer to their graves.
But this lady's hair color, her face, and light skin complexion....
Why did this woman almost looked like her little sister?
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She was holding her head as she sat on the floor. Where was she anyways? All she was was red soaked curtains and candles lighting up the room.
She then slowy got herself up with one hand. The other hand was still in a pretty bad condition and began to drip in blood. She then noticed, she wasn't alone in the room. She was the red headed vampire that she encounter, sitting peacefully on his throne.
And there was another person. He was tall, had short blonde, and wore a long white sleeveless jacket. He wore a gaunlet on one hand, but there was something that caught her eye...
He was carrying the same exact whip around his waist like she was carrying her whip around her waist! Who was this guy?!
"I've been waiting for you," he began, "...Leon."
"Walter...." Leon said, "I'll never forgive you for what you did."
"Ah, it seems you enjoyed my gift."
"Yes," Leon replied as he looked back at the whip and then faced the red haired vampire again, "and thanks to it, I now have the power to destroy you."
WHAT?!!!!
The long haired girl then began to back away, placing her hands on the sides of head, covering her ears, and slightly pulling her hair. She was hoping she was not hearing things. Please, let her be hearing things....
This couldn't be. It just can't be!!!
This sacred whip that was handed down by various generations. This whip that has the power to take out fiends and other creatures of the night. This whip can bring the king of vampires straight back to the flames of hell....
...Was made by that vampire? IMPOSSIBLE!!!
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She finally opened her eyes. What greeted her was a green furred rabbit who was sitting on her leg as she raised her head and stared up at her with her beady blue eyes. Her hand was now in bandages, thanks to the efforts of her small four legged friend as she felt herself resting on some sort of statue pedastol. The area was lit by candles as the sound of .
"Ying," Katrice began, "that new vampire that took over Dracula's castle, he's really powerful. I don't think I've never seen or felt a vampire that had so much power."
YingGirl looked down at the rabbit, then towards her steel tipped whip. She couldn't believe, no...would not believe that this whip was a gift from a vampire! She looked back at the rabbit once again.
"...Where are we?" YingGirl asked.
"I think we are in basement of this castle, a watery section..." Katrice replied, "I know vampires can't stand moving water, so we're safe from that red headed vampire coming after us over here."
"But that doesn't me his servants or minions can come over and bring us to him."
"Heh, well...at least you got the weapons to take down the minions quickly."
"I don't think I'm sure I do."
"So these are the new toys Walter lured into his castle," a voice replied, "I'm suprised he going let a pup go after him this time."
The two of them began to look around the area to see where that voice was coming from. YingGirl then raised her head, noticing a male figure, sitting above the two on them, on what appeared to be an entrance createed from large skull's gapping mouth. He sat there and stared down below at the two of them, crossing his legs.
The green rabbit got defensive once more.
"Hey!" Katrice cried out, "For your information, this girl is the last vampire hunter around and Belmont too! She even defeated Count Dracula, the King of Vampires, on her own!"
"But she couldn't even stand one simple attack from Walter," he continued as he folded his arms, "are you sure she's a vampire hunter?"
The short shirted masked maiden lowered her head, staring at the whip.
"I don't know," YingGirl said, "especially that this whip was from that vampire."
"WHAT?!!!" Katrice cried.
The rabbit turned around to looked up at her master. Her master looked down at the rabbit while holding her hand.
"It's true!" YingGirl cried, "This whip was a gift from that vampire given to some guy named 'Leon'! So all those demons I fought, all those bad guys and vampires I've taken out with this whip....it wasn't for the sake of mankind, it was to make a pathway for that red-headed vampire's return to this world with no other threats!"
"But..." Katrice continued, "it doesn't make sense at all. Why would a vampire make a whip that kills off all vampires and then gives to a hunter who's bloodline is gonna hunt down vampires for the rest of their mortal lives?"
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I'll stop. Is anyone reviewing this?
-The Clow Hatter