Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN CASTLEVANIA however, I do own a huge mansion and a limo and a bodyguard j/k heh but I wish I did!
A/N: do not fear; I am NOT planning to become an interior designer when I grow up. Also, you will notice that there are no TV's or computers and that is because I'm stuck in only semi-modern mode lol besides even in Aria of Sorrow, 2035, things feel like it's still in colonial times soooooo
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Lena and her oblivious friends have forgotten to take one very important fact into account: Alucard was in the coffin when they put it out in the hallway...
The second he woke up, Alucard knew that something was wrong. That something was apparent when he noticed his surroundings. He and his coffin were in the hallway outside his room. Scowling, he glanced at the double doors to his room, and they silently opened. Alucard nearly screamed in horror and rage about what he saw.
His once blood red walls were now a light blue that matched his own eyes. Scattered across the light blue background were floral patterns in the purest of silver. However, he was not at all surprised by the object that was in the spot of his coffin. Lena was, after all, a mortal, and mortals, of course, slept in beds, something that he was not quite familiar with. Alucard remembered some from his childhood when his mother was still around, and he tried to relate his memories to Lena's bed.
The first thing he noticed about the bed was its square-ish shape. It certainly took up at least 5 times the space that his coffin did. This bed was most likely much larger than most beds, considering how Lena wasted her money. The wooden structure of the bed was constructed of mahogany that was not quite as magnificent as his coffin. Carved into the wood was a floral pattern matching the silver clusters on the walls, and the pillows and sheets were the same light blue and silver as the walls. One part of the bed was overflowing with fluffy pillows in an assortment of sizes and designs. Some had ruffled edges and patterns of light blue and silver stripes while others had normal borders and the floral patterns of the walls.
Ruffles were something that Alucard hardly came upon, and he had seen enough of it on the pillows. Unfortunately for Alucard, his eyes met the ruffled bedskirts.
It took his eyes a few minutes to adjust to the brightness of the room. Not only were most of the candles replaced by electric lighting, the thick, velvet drapes were replaced by sky blue, satin drapes with waterfall valances. The drapes were pulled to the sides of the now silver rods, and the silvery sheer floated lightly in the breeze.
Alucard did not know what Lena had done to the bat-shaped finials, but it was obvious that they have been replaced by spheres of blue topaz that sparkled in the bright sunlight.
Crystal-accented, platinum-finished 6-light chandeliers hung from the thankfully unchanged ceiling, their etched marble glass shades directing blasts of light upward. Some table and accent lamps were like the chandeliers, except without crystal accents. The rest were ivory-colored fabric accent and hanging fabric table lamps with beaded accents. The last of the lighting was from pillar candles in bases that looked like beds of flowers.
The plush carpet was now ivory instead of blood red, and scattered across it were octangular rugs in blue and silver floral patterns.
Lena was seated in a light blue sofa, surrounded by light blue suede pillows with silver tassels. On a small table next to her were a lamp and a vase of red roses. Red...finally a familiar color. Lena was busying herself with putting pictures into frames and admiring the vases of flowers everywhere.
"Hello, Adrian. Come on in, the room doesn't bite...you should know,"
Alucard had a little difficulty finding his way through the maze of furniture. The room was obviously no longer so empty as it was.
Lena, surrounded by comfort, looked so small and unaware. Apparently, her personality didn't think so. "Tell me, Adrian. Do you actually ever use this room for any purpose other than to keep your casket?"
"YOU HAVE RUINED CENTURIES OF HISTORY!!!!!!!!!!"
"That doesn't seem to be something that you would be too concerned about...well, I do think the light blue certainly enhances your eyes. Now that there's sunlight in this room, I have finally seen what you actually look light. You have very captivating eyes..."
Alucard wanted to kill her. For once in his life ever since he decided his father was evil, he WANTED to kill a human. And he could. It would be easy. But would it be right?
"Adrian?"
"WHAT?!!!!!" Lena almost cringed. She had finally made Alucard's rage begin to explode.
"...It's not just the history that I destroyed, was it? It was your own memories of times when there was actually a bit of joy in you life. Am I not right?" she thought she finally understood, but Alucard was realizing that he had taken his anger out on the wrong thing.
He was finding the color of the room actually a little soothing. It actually seemed more familiar than the blood red and gold that had been removed.
"Take a look outside, Adrian," said Lena. Alucard looked out a window and saw beds of roses and other beautiful flowers surrounding the castle, exaggerating the brightness of the new white picket fence. The un-evilness of it all was a little upsetting, but then...
"My mother...she planted flowers...this room has been mine for always, but it wasn't always so dreary. Not when Mother was still alive..."
"I'm sorry...if all the flowers and the fence make you sad, I can do something about it,"
Without any form of reply, Alucard left the room.
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Meanwhile...
"HE IS ONE OF THEM!!!!!!!"
"BUTLER!"
"THEM!"
"BUTLER!"
"THEM!"
"...oooooooh I could sell this!"
"What?"
Cassidy and Kelsey were avidly debating whether Alucard was one of Them or Lena's butler while Whitney was calculating the worth of the castle's properties and Serena was ranting about how wrong it was for Whitney to steal things from Lena's castle.
What a perfect moment for Alucard to have entered the room.
"Are you one of Them?" asked Cassidy.
"Who is this 'Them' you speak of? Explain, mortal...NOW,"
"I'M NOT A MORTAL! I'M A WEREDRAGON!"
"A WHAT?"
"SIN! He doesn't know what a weredragon is," gasped Kelsey. "HE MUST BE A BUTLER!"
"I am NOT a butler of any sorts!"
"Oh look at that pretty painting...I could sell this!" Whitney was currently interested in a large painting on the wall...the "lost" painting of Lisa Tepes.
"Mortal, you will sell nothing!"
"Yeah, what are you gonna do about it, you white-haired creepy person?! YOU WANNA TAKE THIS OUTSIDE?!"
"...Whitney he has white-ish-blond-ish hair," corrected Serena. "Heh and you wouldn't stand a chance against him..."
"I can sell what I want. I'm gonna ask Lena if I can have some of this stuff. It's not like tall-and-creepy owns this place,"
"YOU WILL NOT STEAL ANYTHING FROM ONE OF THEM!" screamed Cassidy. "YOU INSULT!"
"HE'S NOT ONE OF THEM HE'S A BUTLER DAMMIT!"
"HELLO? YOU GUYS HE'S RIGHT HERE IN THE ROOM!" Serena sighed exasperatedly.
"SILENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" demanded Alucard.
"GAH! I'm sorry please don't hurt me with that annoying huge sword of yours...ooooh can I sell it?" Whitney smiled nervously.
~It is wrong to kill mortals...even ones like these. I have an unfair advantage...I shoudln't use the effects of my cursed bloodline for unjust causes...must. not. kill...~
Alucard sighed, jaded. If he was to have any more encounters with renters like these 4, he would be extremely tempted to kill something...
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Next: SPRING CLEANING *dies*
A/N: do not fear; I am NOT planning to become an interior designer when I grow up. Also, you will notice that there are no TV's or computers and that is because I'm stuck in only semi-modern mode lol besides even in Aria of Sorrow, 2035, things feel like it's still in colonial times soooooo
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Lena and her oblivious friends have forgotten to take one very important fact into account: Alucard was in the coffin when they put it out in the hallway...
The second he woke up, Alucard knew that something was wrong. That something was apparent when he noticed his surroundings. He and his coffin were in the hallway outside his room. Scowling, he glanced at the double doors to his room, and they silently opened. Alucard nearly screamed in horror and rage about what he saw.
His once blood red walls were now a light blue that matched his own eyes. Scattered across the light blue background were floral patterns in the purest of silver. However, he was not at all surprised by the object that was in the spot of his coffin. Lena was, after all, a mortal, and mortals, of course, slept in beds, something that he was not quite familiar with. Alucard remembered some from his childhood when his mother was still around, and he tried to relate his memories to Lena's bed.
The first thing he noticed about the bed was its square-ish shape. It certainly took up at least 5 times the space that his coffin did. This bed was most likely much larger than most beds, considering how Lena wasted her money. The wooden structure of the bed was constructed of mahogany that was not quite as magnificent as his coffin. Carved into the wood was a floral pattern matching the silver clusters on the walls, and the pillows and sheets were the same light blue and silver as the walls. One part of the bed was overflowing with fluffy pillows in an assortment of sizes and designs. Some had ruffled edges and patterns of light blue and silver stripes while others had normal borders and the floral patterns of the walls.
Ruffles were something that Alucard hardly came upon, and he had seen enough of it on the pillows. Unfortunately for Alucard, his eyes met the ruffled bedskirts.
It took his eyes a few minutes to adjust to the brightness of the room. Not only were most of the candles replaced by electric lighting, the thick, velvet drapes were replaced by sky blue, satin drapes with waterfall valances. The drapes were pulled to the sides of the now silver rods, and the silvery sheer floated lightly in the breeze.
Alucard did not know what Lena had done to the bat-shaped finials, but it was obvious that they have been replaced by spheres of blue topaz that sparkled in the bright sunlight.
Crystal-accented, platinum-finished 6-light chandeliers hung from the thankfully unchanged ceiling, their etched marble glass shades directing blasts of light upward. Some table and accent lamps were like the chandeliers, except without crystal accents. The rest were ivory-colored fabric accent and hanging fabric table lamps with beaded accents. The last of the lighting was from pillar candles in bases that looked like beds of flowers.
The plush carpet was now ivory instead of blood red, and scattered across it were octangular rugs in blue and silver floral patterns.
Lena was seated in a light blue sofa, surrounded by light blue suede pillows with silver tassels. On a small table next to her were a lamp and a vase of red roses. Red...finally a familiar color. Lena was busying herself with putting pictures into frames and admiring the vases of flowers everywhere.
"Hello, Adrian. Come on in, the room doesn't bite...you should know,"
Alucard had a little difficulty finding his way through the maze of furniture. The room was obviously no longer so empty as it was.
Lena, surrounded by comfort, looked so small and unaware. Apparently, her personality didn't think so. "Tell me, Adrian. Do you actually ever use this room for any purpose other than to keep your casket?"
"YOU HAVE RUINED CENTURIES OF HISTORY!!!!!!!!!!"
"That doesn't seem to be something that you would be too concerned about...well, I do think the light blue certainly enhances your eyes. Now that there's sunlight in this room, I have finally seen what you actually look light. You have very captivating eyes..."
Alucard wanted to kill her. For once in his life ever since he decided his father was evil, he WANTED to kill a human. And he could. It would be easy. But would it be right?
"Adrian?"
"WHAT?!!!!!" Lena almost cringed. She had finally made Alucard's rage begin to explode.
"...It's not just the history that I destroyed, was it? It was your own memories of times when there was actually a bit of joy in you life. Am I not right?" she thought she finally understood, but Alucard was realizing that he had taken his anger out on the wrong thing.
He was finding the color of the room actually a little soothing. It actually seemed more familiar than the blood red and gold that had been removed.
"Take a look outside, Adrian," said Lena. Alucard looked out a window and saw beds of roses and other beautiful flowers surrounding the castle, exaggerating the brightness of the new white picket fence. The un-evilness of it all was a little upsetting, but then...
"My mother...she planted flowers...this room has been mine for always, but it wasn't always so dreary. Not when Mother was still alive..."
"I'm sorry...if all the flowers and the fence make you sad, I can do something about it,"
Without any form of reply, Alucard left the room.
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Meanwhile...
"HE IS ONE OF THEM!!!!!!!"
"BUTLER!"
"THEM!"
"BUTLER!"
"THEM!"
"...oooooooh I could sell this!"
"What?"
Cassidy and Kelsey were avidly debating whether Alucard was one of Them or Lena's butler while Whitney was calculating the worth of the castle's properties and Serena was ranting about how wrong it was for Whitney to steal things from Lena's castle.
What a perfect moment for Alucard to have entered the room.
"Are you one of Them?" asked Cassidy.
"Who is this 'Them' you speak of? Explain, mortal...NOW,"
"I'M NOT A MORTAL! I'M A WEREDRAGON!"
"A WHAT?"
"SIN! He doesn't know what a weredragon is," gasped Kelsey. "HE MUST BE A BUTLER!"
"I am NOT a butler of any sorts!"
"Oh look at that pretty painting...I could sell this!" Whitney was currently interested in a large painting on the wall...the "lost" painting of Lisa Tepes.
"Mortal, you will sell nothing!"
"Yeah, what are you gonna do about it, you white-haired creepy person?! YOU WANNA TAKE THIS OUTSIDE?!"
"...Whitney he has white-ish-blond-ish hair," corrected Serena. "Heh and you wouldn't stand a chance against him..."
"I can sell what I want. I'm gonna ask Lena if I can have some of this stuff. It's not like tall-and-creepy owns this place,"
"YOU WILL NOT STEAL ANYTHING FROM ONE OF THEM!" screamed Cassidy. "YOU INSULT!"
"HE'S NOT ONE OF THEM HE'S A BUTLER DAMMIT!"
"HELLO? YOU GUYS HE'S RIGHT HERE IN THE ROOM!" Serena sighed exasperatedly.
"SILENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" demanded Alucard.
"GAH! I'm sorry please don't hurt me with that annoying huge sword of yours...ooooh can I sell it?" Whitney smiled nervously.
~It is wrong to kill mortals...even ones like these. I have an unfair advantage...I shoudln't use the effects of my cursed bloodline for unjust causes...must. not. kill...~
Alucard sighed, jaded. If he was to have any more encounters with renters like these 4, he would be extremely tempted to kill something...
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Next: SPRING CLEANING *dies*