Castlevania Dreams

1st Dream: Meetings at a Land of Amusement

Dracula opened his eyes and immediately noticed that something was wrong. He was lying next to a tree in a sunlit world filled with people and bizarre architecture. He was at first afraid that he would be severely weakened and that Castlevania, his home was lost. But he then quickly realized that the sunlight of this world did nothing to him, which made him think of two possible fates that could befall him. One was that he was mortal once more, awaking in a new era beyond his own. The other was that he was dreaming, which seemed more likely as he saw creatures walk by that looked like they came from a dream. He figured that what had happened to him was the result of a botched attempt at resurrecting him, meaning that once he awakened, if this was indeed a dream, he would have to show his "thanks" to whoever was behind this by mutilation. He then stood up and placed a gloved hand to his chin and closed his eyes to think, stroking his goatee as he did so.

Okay, I seem to be in a state of dreaming, the problem is, why am I here in the Dreamworld when I should be in Castlevania? Is there a reason for me being here? Will I be able to awaken anytime soon? And most importantly, am I in a dream of my own design, or someone else's?

His train of thought was then broken as he heard a girl , he opened his eyes and looked in the direction the scream came from, noticing a mansion of a design unknown to him. Two figures were going inside; one a man dressed an embarrassing imitation of his own garb, with dark curly hair and a face more befitting of a beggar. In his arms was a young woman with dark blonde hair, struggling to break free. This girl caught his interest, as he went for a closer look, hoping to find out what was going on. As he got closer the imitator turned his attention to the Dark Lord, only to be kicked in the balls by the girl, who ran behind Dracula.

"Give her back! She's mine!" the imitator said, glaring at the vampire. Before he could respond, the girl spoke up in a voice that was lovely, but the tone was…surprisingly vile. "Not a chance you fucking creep! I didn't like you in the first place, but you just decided to kidnap me when I declined to marry you!" she then turned her attention to Dracula and spoke again. "Hey Fangface," she said to the dark one, "I'll do whatever you want me to if you get rid of this ass for me." The offer intrigued the dark lord, despite being insulted by the phrase Fangface, looked down at her from over his shoulder, and smirked in a suave manner. "Anything you say? If I agree, we would have ourselves a binding contract, and since you said anything, I can demand whatever I wish and you'd have no choice but to supply it to me. Are you sure you want me to agree to that?"

The girl stared upward at his red eyes with her own hazel ones, which, as the count noticed, had two circles of wood brown surrounded by thin rings of Jade. Her expression showed determination to escape the imitator, as well as a hint of chaos. She then smiled and spoke again. "Hey, I'm having a dream right now, anything can be done in a dream, so yes, I'd really want you to get rid of this guy, anything I might try he'd probably enjoy."

He then smiled as he turned to the imitator. "Very well my dear," he began, closing his cape around him as he prepared to attack,"I shall take care of this… offender and then we shall talk about what I want from you." The black haired man in front of him then drew a sword and pointed it at Dracula and the girl. "So, you insist on keeping me from the woman I intend to make mine? Very well, I shall destroy you!" The pathetic man then charged at the vampire while Dracula merely opened his cape and let loose three fireball, which soon incinerated the imitator, ending him. Dracula then turned to the girl and inspected her as he thought about what he wanted from her and noticed that she was about five foot nine in height, was fair skinned and thin, and wore a black shirt and gray pants, which was strange to him. Her legs were long and curved at the sides, while her breasts were about half the size of Succubus' own. Her face was lovely, as her long hair framed it well, there was a small scar across her left eyebrow, while a mass of freckles was near her right eye. He then smiled as he spoke to her. "Now my dear, about our bargain?"

"Alright Fangface, what do you want?" the girl said, crossing her arms while her expression showed a great sign of someone who just wanted to get this over with and move on with her life. The Count, never taking her eyes off her, was attempting to control here as he made his request. "I would like you to be with me in Castlevania when I awaken." He wasn't sure why, but something about this girl just seemed to intrigue him. He felt like he wanted to keep her for himself as she held so much…chaos in that lovely shell of hers. However, her reaction to his request was not what he was expecting.

She chuckled and then followed with her response, "Well Fangface, I should tell you that if you want me to be with you,you're not going to get me to comply easily. I hardly know you, so why should I want to be with you, in your home? Not to mention we couldn't even be from the same dimensions, you could wake up in your world, without me, and I'd wake up in mine, without you."

"So, you say you wish to decline my request, and thus break our deal?" The count said, raising an eyebrow. The girl laughed again as she continued, "Of course not, I'm just saying we have to get to know each other first, and you'd have to pull some serious magic to get me into your world."

Dracula stared at her, as she had pointed out the implications of the request to be carried out, she had made him realize that his powers of control did nothing to her. He was actually being challenged by a mortal girl, and he seemed to enjoy it.

"Very well," he said sighing, "We shall do this your way. I am Dracula, the Lord and Master of Castlevania." He said, keeping his introduction short. "And you are, my dear?"

"I'm Liv Starfeld, and I won't give in so easily." She said, bringing the challenge to a start.

Darcula was about to ask about her, but he was stopped from doing so as she had vanished before his very eyes. "Well, "he said to himself as the world around him faded away, "Looks like our future meetings shall be very interesting to say the least." He then created a throne with his hand and sat down, waiting for his quarry to return.

Well, I got one review so far, and I'm sorry if the prologue was confusing, I was suffering from a lack of caffeine. As for the Chaos in the story, Dreams are chaotic at times, so I intend to show that in future chapters, and yes, this does take place before SOTN, it's just in a bit of an alternate timeline, so things might be a little off around the time SOTN starts, and I also plan on having something important of Richter's being taken from him. What it is exactly, you will have to guess.

So, please Review and tell me how things are. Thanks for reading!