A/N- Chapter 12! Almost finished!
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Chapter 12
"The catacombs, of course! It's the lowest part of the castle, but I thought I'd searched everywhere. How could I have missed this?" Adrian pondered aloud as he and Sage hopped in and out of teleporters.
"Dracula has probably put a concealing charm on the globe. Did you ever try that?" Sage asked as the couple finally arrived at their destination of the teleporter in the abandoned mines.
"No. I never tried any magic."
"Why not? You've been in this castle for years, and you've never taken the time to learn any magic?"
Sage watched as a faint, pink blush began to show in Adrian's face. She sighed, then drew in air quickly seeing as they had been on a dead run since they had both escaped. Adrian stopped her just as they passed the doorway into the catacombs.
"I did, however, learn this."
He muttered a few words of magic and, covering the doorway, a barrier formed. It was not unlike the one that prevented the couple from leaving Castlevania.
"Oh my. Adrian, if you can do this, do you know a counter spell?" Sage asked.
"No. Let's just say that I learned how to do this, and before I could learn how to undo it, I was told to um…exit the room," Adrian said this with a dim smile slowly appearing on his lips. However, it quickly disappeared as he turned to Sage again. "I feel their approach. We have to move. This barrier will slow them, but it won't hold them for as long as we'd like. Let's go."
Sage gave a short nod, and they headed off again. She had let Adrian keep the map, and he was now shouting directions in which they should go.
"Left," he shouted and, without slowing, they turned left. "Right…Left…Left, again…Right…Okay, it should be in the room at the end of this hall."
"What room?" Sage inquired as a green, stone wall was closing in fast.
Adrian and Sage stopped.
"The concealment spell," he said, glancing worriedly behind them.
Sage nodded. She now had to think. She had looked over concealment charms when she had been studying magic for Dracula, but she had never paid them much mind. She hadn't thought that they'd ever be of any importance. Now, realizing just how wrong she was, she was straining her memory.
"Sage, love, we really don't have that much spare time!" Adrian said hurriedly.
"I'm thinking! I'm thinking!"
She had it! Now she remembered! They were simple!
As she began to remember what the spell book had said, she began to mutter it aloud, "One need not know any chants. One merely need only know oneself and what it is that one seeks. Reveal your secrets!"
With that cry, a beaten, oaken door appeared in front of Adrian and her. Losing no time in talking, they burst through the door.
The room was small and comprised mainly of stone. It was gray and had no light except for something that was glowing green on one of the walls' shelves…
"There it is, Adrian! The orb!" Sage murmured in awe.
It was bright…so bright that they couldn't see the shape of the globe itself. They could only see the light. Slowly, as if they were afraid that it would run, they approached it. All of a sudden, about a foot away from the globe, a veritable wall of fire sprang out of the ground and blocked their way to the globe. A deep, sadistic chuckling was heard. They turned.
Dracula, with no Orlox to be seen, stood in the door way of the room.
"Charming. You've come all the way here. So close, yet so far away," Dracula chuckled. "Now…Hand Sage over to me, Alucard."
Adrian stepped in front of her. "No. I won't let you harm her."
"You mean the way I harmed that Renard girl? What was her name again…oh, yes. Maria. You see, Alucard, that girl and her death meant so little to me that I can't even remember her name!"
"Bastard!" Adrian yelled angrily.
Meanwhile, from her protective perch behind Adrian, Sage was trying to devise a way past Dracula's wall of fire.
An ice spell, perhaps? She asked herself. Maybe. Only if I could cast it without him seeing…
Resolving herself to try, she mustered up some magical strength. But before she could cast the spell, a whip of fire caught her wrist. It burned, but it did not burn her wrist. Sage followed the whip to its source. Unsurprisingly, Lord Dracula was holding the other end.
"No, no, no! That's not nice, Sage!"
Sage told Dracula to go do something that she had never told anyone to go do. He smiled.
"Such foul language from such a pretty little girl!" he said.
"That's enough!" Adrian said, drawing his sword and slicing the fire-whip in half. He then turned the point of his blade toward his father. "We end it now."
End Notes: I liked this chapter. It went better than I would've supposed it would. Well, please R & R! Thanks!