A/N: Sorry it took so long to update….I've been kinda busy with things like finals and family issues that I completely forgot about this. So yeah, I figured I should update now that I'm on my computer and just get it out of the way.
Just as Hector rested on the Belmont's lap, a small knock came from the door. With a sigh, Hector got up and walked over to the heavy oak door and slowly opened it. His small fairy flew in and went over to sit on Trevor's shoulder, slightly panting.
"M-master! It's…Isaac! He's on his way here…and he said something about knowing where you are! And that he knew how badly injured Mr. Trevor was!" she gasped out, hoping her master wouldn't become so enraged that he would put her away again.
Hector stared at the fairy for a moment before he realized just what was happening. "Shit!" he exclaimed, getting off of the Belmont's lap, making the hunter wince with discomfort at the loss of contact. The devil forger walked over to the farthest corner of the room to retrieve his sword and stood as quiet as possible near the door, waiting for any signs of attack. He held a finger in front of his lips as a sign for Trevor to keep quiet as well.
Trevor nodded and went to reach for his whip, but as soon as he leaned over the wound on his side began to stretch painfully. Instead of causing more injury to himself h e decided that his silver dagger could provide some defense.
Hector summoned Droren, his winged devil, to transport him to the other side of the wall in order to keep the door locked. The winged demon transformed into a magic circle and pulled his master in to take him to the other side. Soon enough the circle disappeared freeing Hector from it.
Across the hall stood a tall lone figure in the shadows. The figure looked up and gave a sort of snicker before walking into the light to reveal his bright red hair and tribal tattoos that littered his body.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? I was expecting the Belmont but instead I find you which tells me that you are hiding him. For shame my dear companion, this will most surely anger our lord. All he wants is the Belmont and his sweet blood, is that too much to ask for?" he asked with a wicked grin.
"Why would I help him and his dark deeds? I will not hand him over to you so that Dracula can perform his dark rituals and you know this!" Hector yelled, grabbing hold of his sword and drawing it out.
"Oh, I know, I just wanted to confirm that you were hiding him." Isaac replied.
I an instant the red haired devil forge master disappeared leaving Hector stunned. He looked around the dark halls but saw no sign of his enemy. Realization struck him at that moment and he knew where to go. "Trevor!" he yelled, commanding Droren to create the mystic circle once more to get into the room.
Unfortunately as soon as he got inside Isaac was already there, holding an unconscious Belmont in his arms.
"Humans are so frail, one hit to the temple and they're knocked out cold, which is good for me . It will make presenting him to Dracula much more easier. So long, Hector." He said vanishing once more before Hector's eyes.
"ISAAC! Come back here!" he screamed.
He clenched his fists in rage and set about gathering the supplies he had set on the desk next to the bed.
'He will not get away with this…' he thought to himself as he walked out of the room and back into the main hall of the castle heading towards Dracula's throne room.
A/N: I know I know, that was too short for how long I haven' t updated. Sorry! Next time will be a longer chapter, my brain was just completely spacing when I did this one. So anyways, please review and I'll get back to you on that chapter soon! Toodles!