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Chapter 3

A man stood from a stone balcony, a feral grin on his face. "Leon Belmont you have finally arrived." The man raised a hand infront of his face, clentching it into a fist. The full moon cast an eerie glow showing off the creature's features. Shoulder length wine red hair, murky green pools, and white fangs.

"Master." A man knelt before the man, head touching the stone ground. He wore a torn white tunic, blood staining the back, where two holes had ripped through. "I have taken the girl to the dungeon, she will be dead by dawn. How else may I serve you m'lord?"

The being turned, whipping around in a flurry of black and purple. "You did well." He paused, thinking about what to do next. "You are dismissed for now, you may treat yourself to her."

The servant grinned deviously. "Thank you." Standing up he retreated the way he came, leaving the other alone.

"I shall enjoy destroying you." Laughing, the creature walked inside, eagerly awaiting his newest guest.

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"Rebecca!" Leon burst into the castle, panting from lack of breath. After walking at a fast pace the whole trip, the he ran the last few feet. Reaching his hand down to his whip, he grabbed the handle, ready for anything to come his way. Scanning the room, he noticed he was in a long hallway with two doors. One on the left on him, and one infront of him. A figure stood before the one on the left. Walking over, Leon readied himself for a fight. "Hello."

The creature looked down at him, bits of rotting flesh hanging from what looked like wolves ears. The thing was a good foot taller than the hunter, and he sized the man up. Laughing lowly, at the puny man he asked, "who are you?" He wasted no time.

"I wish to speak with the owner of the castle. My name is Leon Belmont." The blonde looked at the man, and around the room, looking for a weak spot and a place to hide if the need arose.

"Ah my master is waiting for you. He will meet with you at sunrise." The monster spoke in a monotone voice, not moving from his spot. His master had given him orders and he would follow them.

Leon sighed, sunrise would not come for another hour. Moving over to a torch, he leaned against it, sliding to the ground. He would try and catch up on some sleep. "Please let me know when I can see him."

The decaying creature nodded, choosing to stay silent. He would watch over the man until the time came. 'Master he is here.' He called out.

Good. I will be waiting for him at sunrise. Let him in then. After that you are free to feed.

'Thank you master.' The creature responded mentally, closing off the link he shared with the other being. Fixating his black sockets on the man, he waited patiently.

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Joachim looked up at the huge castle before him. Sunrise was fast approaching and he needed somewhere to go. Taking shelter in it would be better, than the folliage of the trees. Making his way towards it, he felt the prescene of the man he was following. "So that is where you went." He was relieved that he hadn't lost him.

Tiptoeing he made his way to the front entrance, peeking in. All he saw was a Leon sleeping against a torch. His thoughts wondered. 'He kind of looks relaxed like that. It's fitting, and sort of nice.' He didn't dare let himself stray any further, instead remembering his mission. Walking into the room, he hid behind a niche in the darkened corner of the room.

'I sense something very evil.' The trepidation he was feeling had not gone away, leaving the being to wonder what really lived in this castle.

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Sunrise crept up, and with it came Leon's wakeup call. It was rough to say the least. The creature had come up, and swung a hand down, hitting the hunter on the shoulder hard, before walking away. It didn't take long for the light sleeper to wake up. "It is time."

Leon stood, blinking the last remants of sleep out of his system. Nodding he walked over. The door behind the creature opened by itself. Bringing a hand back to his whip, Leon walked in, rubbing his shoulder slightly. It would be sore later. "Damn that hurts." He cursed.

The room he entered was another long hallway, though this one spilt off into three directions. Looking back over his shoulder, he saw the creature point to the left. Nodding, he followed his directions hoping he wasn't walking into something stupid. "Why the hell am I trusting a dead monster?" He asked himself aloud, not noticing the ghostly figure behind him.

The hallway seemed to stretch on forever, but when the the hunter finally reached the end, he lifted up his hand to knock on the door. Half an inch away, the door opened much like the one before it, leaving his hand dangling in mid-air. "Okay." He spoke to himself, walking inside.

The room was lavishly decorated. It was obivious that someone had taken great care and effort into it. From what Leon could tell most of the materials for the furniture were of a price that not even his old lord could afford. Only strict teaching helped him from looking like a gaping fish, but nothing could stop him from jumping as he felt an icy cold hand land on his shoulder.

"Leon Belmont."

Leon shivered at the voice. It was so cold and detachted. "Yes. And who are you?"

"They call me Simon Key. I heard you have come regarding some matter." Simon responded, as he walked over to a table, grabbing a bottle of wine. Pouring some into each glass, he gave the man some.

"Yes." Leon looked at the wine, not trusting it. Placing it down beside him, he ignored the look he recieved. He did not care if he was acting rude at the moment. "I saw a little girl come around here earlier this evening." He paused, thinking of how to word his next sentence. "I am looking for her. Her mother is very worried."

Simon took a sip of the wine, laughing into the cup. "That is funny. I remember killing poor Rebecca's mother. She was very tasty too, rough around the edges. And from what I heard, Rebecca was just a pleasurable, in her own ways." He placed the cup down on the table.

"What?" Leon stepped forward, clentching his fists up in rage. "Is she still alive?"

"Why don't we go find out?" Simon smiled, showing off his fangs. He watched with glee was Leon stiffened and his hands reach for his whip. "And if you think of touching that barbaric weapon, your arm will be servered before you can reach me."

"Fine take me. I will not try to harm you." Relaxing as much as he could, Leon followed. The vampire led him out of the room, through the door he exited, and back down the long hallway. This time he ventured to the right, decending down a staircase. The stench of dead, overwhelmed the hunter for a second, but quickly passed as he pressed forward.

Simon was unaffected, and couldn't help but smirk. 'He will be a fine offspring.' Praising himself for his skill he led the man into the dungeons. His servant Ian stood naked above the body of the little girl. "Oh it seems she has been killed."

Leon just stared feeling tears come to his eyes. Nothing could have prepared him for the prospect of seeing the little girl dead. A girl who had been talking to him a day before. He was preoccupied in his thoughts that he didn't notice the naked man leave, or the hand that came around to hit his neck before it was too late.

Simon watched Leon crumble to the floor unconscious. Reaching down, he dragged the body back to his private chambers.


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