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Through Bloody Tears	By : Lady_Raea Category: +A through F > CastleVania Views: 2008 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Through Bloody Tears
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Please be kind as this is my first true fanfic and my first multi chapter fic as well. I can't format for hell so I hope everyone can overlook it for the most part. I've wanted to do a slash fic for Castlevania that centered around Alucard for years now but I always put it off afraid of the naysayers and shrewd fans who complain this type of fiction ruins the game… Not true! I think its fun to take a fandom in a different direction and see what happens. Anyways at the behest and support of a good friend I've taken the initiative to finally write something to amuse myself. And I hope it goes without saying but if you do NOT like slash, yaoi, gheyness, then please leave here and don't turn back else your eyes will bleed! If you don't like then don't read and certainly don't flame. Why bother? It's hurtful and uncalled for so leave me be and I'll leave you be. Deal? :)
Title: Through Bloody Tears
Author: LadyRaea
Timeline: AU, Post: Dawn of Sorrow the very bad ending (or the BEST ending if you’re like me)
Spoilers: Dawn of Sorrow, Lords of Shadow
Warnings: Overall a Slash/yaoi fic but there will be mentions of some hetero, and of course some OOCness but that's not intentional :(
Pairings: Julius/Alucard, Soma/Alucard, ???/Alucard, some others
Disclaimer: Not mine and never will be
Summary: Alucard and his companions fail to prevent Soma from becoming the next lord of Castlevania and in turn become his play things. Alucard, falling into despair, accidently reawakens and gives a way back to the world for a once forgotten evil that only one man in history had been able to destroy…
Notes: This is a combination of both the original Castlevania Lore with the new reboot of Castlevania. So there will be much smushing and picking and choosing and revival of certain characters along the way but those characters won’t show up til a bit latter.:) Besides some characters just shouldn’t have died because they were awesome.

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Walking briskly through the entrance to Castlevania, a dark figure emerged into torrential icy winds, his body shivering against the cold that bit at his exposed flesh. Spotting the man he’d followed into the accursed castle he approached and called out to him.
“Julius!”
The Belmont turned slightly to look at the man, nodding a silent greeting to him as he stepped up beside him. “Took you long enough...” he lifted his head and narrowed his eyes against the heavy snow that was coating them and the abandoned village they stood in. “…I was starting to wonder if you were having second thoughts about what we are going to have to do.”
The dark haired "youth" at his side snorted, a puff of mist bursting into the frigid air from his lips. “Hardly… you Julius, of all people, should know my dedication to stopping this madness.”
Julius hmm’d thoughtfully, fingering the Vampire Killer at his side as he turned to look at the striking man beside him. He observed the cold beauty that had, for as long as he’d known him, never changed, even as he’d grown into and beyond adulthood. He would be a stone-faced liar if he said he wasn’t at least a bit jealous of his companion’s eternal youth in light of his slow but crippling mortality that sapped his strength and vitality with each passing year.
“It doesn’t come without a price you know…” The pale man sighed, making the vampire hunter start slightly at being called out.
“Which price would that be?” Julius questioned, letting one hand reach up to stroke the soft dark tresses of his companion, “The price of being a half vampire or..” calloused fingers smoothed down a pale cheek “…or the price of being your father’s son?”
“Both.” The younger looking man confessed as he turned to face him.
Julius sighed, rubbing a thumb lightly across the man’s cheek, “Stop acting as if you are heir to Dracula’s wicked ways, Adrian.” He completely forwent calling him by his alias, finding no reason to call him by the name of ‘Arikado’ at this point.
Alucard took hold of Julius’ hand to still it, his intense eyes staring straight into Julius’. “I worry that someday I just might…his blood is my blood and that alone makes me capable of being a monster.”
Julius slid his hand free from Alucard’s and cupped a pale cheek within his weathered hands, finding interest in the contrast between his age spotted skin and the prefect blemish free skin it touched. “You’re less of a monster than most humans.” He told him truthfully, knowing the wicked things humans were capable of and had done through history.
Alucard smiled mirthlessly at him before pulling away to walk the short distance to the edge of the wooden ledge, looking over at the roof tops below, clearly trying to judge an effective way down. Julius walked up behind him and forced him around; undeterred by the cold look he received. He and Alucard hadn't always seen eye to eye and more than a few heated arguments had broken out between them but he never had been deterred by this man’s cold daunting presence.
“Unrelenting Belmont” The dhampir uttered in annoyance though he did not fight when he was pulled into an awkward yet comforting embrace from the man that should, by nature, be an enemy. The hunter comforting what should be the hunted… It made the dhampir want to laugh at the absurdity.
“Alucard, you’ve been a good ally and friend to my family and myself for years. Don’t feel you have to keep your burdens to yourself.” Julius muttered, stroking the long dark hair down against the torrential winds.
Alucard sighed and rested his head against the man’s shoulder, allowing the unusual show of affection from the normally reserved hunter. Well, unusual only in public but this wasn't really "public" was it? There was nothing but monsters all around them.   “As a Belmont you have your own responsibilities to concern yourself with Julius. The survival of humanity is on your shoulders…” He gently pushed away from Julius to look into his eyes, “The survival of your family lies with you.”
"Adrian, you and Yoko are the only bits of family I have left in this world. You guys are all I care about and I will do everything in my power to protect both of you."
Alucard snorted in an attempt to break the mood “You and your kin… what is with your unending compassion?”
“It’s just a mark of being a Belmont I suppose.” Julius offered with a smile, pleased when it was returned. Though it was small and barely there it was at least genuine. “There, that’s what I wanted to see from you.” He pressed a slightly more than friendly kiss to the side of the pale man’s cheek, letting his hands fall down to rub at the fine black material of the man’s suit.
Alucard mumbled something beneath his breath but his cool demeanor dropped for the briefest of moments as he leaned forward and returned the sign of affection to Julius’ surprise. Pulling away he adjusted the red material tied around Julius’ neck and smoothed his coat collar out. “But enough of this talk for now.” He lifted his steely blue eyes to hold Julius’ dark browns, “… each moment wasted it is just that much stronger Soma will become.”
Julius sighed but nodded his agreement, “I suppose you are right…” he looked up into the flurry of white that had yet to relent and knew wouldn’t anytime soon.” there will be another time for this."
Alucard nodded toward the village. “Go. You find Yoko; I’ll scout ahead and meet up with you two in an hour in the guest house. Don't be late.”
Julius smiled at the compulsive punctuality of the other man, knowing how much he disliked tardiness, “I won’t keep you waiting long.” Julius promised, already knowing where to look for the sorceress. He stepped around Alucard and made to leap down but a hand caught his arm.
“Wait!”
Julius turned to look curiously at Alucard, noting an odd look of worry that pulled at the man’s delicate features. It wasn’t an emotion he’d seen the other have often and when he did see it it wasn’t ever a good sign. “What is it?” He asked, turning back to face the slender figure.
Alucard didn’t all at once answer. He chewed at his bottom lip and looked into the darkness around them as if he were searching for something Julius hadn’t noticed before turning to look back at the hunter. A particularly strong gust of wind blew up, whipping their hair and Julius’ coat tails violently in its icy grasp.
"…Be careful Julius. Be mindful with Yoko too. Something just feels… amiss." Alucard simply answered.
“Hmmm…” Julius reached forward and gently grasped the man’s chin and turned it back to him. “What sort of feeling? Anything I should know or worry about?” He pressed.
Alucard brushed Julius’ hand away and shook his head, attempting to brush his windswept hair from his face. “Just make sure to keep your wits about you in this God forsaken place.” He turned his head to look around, shivering. “Who knows what waits for us within these halls now…”
Julius helped push some of Alucard’s dark long strands from his face, “I think we both know what or rather who waits for us. As for me? Don’t worry yourself about me. I might not be as young as I once was but there’s at least one more fight in these old bones.”
Alucard sighed and nodded, something still weighing heavy on his mind.
Knowing it was unlikely he would drag it out of the stubborn man, Julius dropped it, but not before he grabbed the black tie that hung from the man’s neck and tugged him forward, covering his cold lips with his own heated ones briefly before pulling away.   He pushed away some of the long hair that covered one ear and whispered something that caused a splash of vivid red to stain the younger looking man’s cheeks much to the hunter's delight.
“Look after yourself Adrian… I can’t make good on my promise if something happens to you.” Julius whispered huskily before slipping over side of the ledge, leaving Alucard alone. The dhampir stared after the man, watching him leap from thatched roof to thatched roof ahead. “Stupid Belmont…” He fondly mumbled as the man disappeared around a house. He jumped off his perch followed an alternate route to explore the castle some before rendezvousing with his companions, ignoring the quiet whisper in his ear as nothing more than a manifestation of his own apprehensions.

‘God has turned you away now…you will all fail beautifully dear one..’

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Alucard tapped his foot impatiently as he fingered the blond tendrils that licked at his face, he leaned back in the chair he was in and re-crossed his legs for what must have been the hundredth time now. Had he been wearing a watch he would have been checking it every five seconds. "Where are they?" He sighed, annoyed at the lateness. It was past the hour he'd set for them to meet. It was pushing two hours matter of factly. What if something happened? What if they were in trouble? What if they'd been ambushed? What if. What if. What if. With so many 'what ifs' swirling in his head freely Alucard was close to going to find his companions but the sound of the door creaking open silenced those thoughts, back straightening as two familiar faces showed up.
Julius and Yoko leisurely walked into the room both in rather chipper moods Alucard noted, his lips twitching. "Alucard!" Yoko waved, a smile on her face clearly happy to see him again. In any other moment he would have been just as happy to see her but his annoyance at the situation overruled that.
Julius eyed Alucard in his transformed state, one eyebrow lifting. "I see you've transformed…you believe it necessary?" The unspoken 'What's wrong?' reflecting in the furrows of his brow. Alucard ignored both of them and simply glared at Julius with one thought on his mind. "You're late"
Julius shrugged and placed his hands in the pockets of his coat, looking almost too casual "We ran into a bit of trouble, but it was nothing Yoko's spells or my whip couldn't strike down." Yoko smiled and laughed shortly, "Julius' elderly ass couldn't keep up." Julius glared at the witch but it only caused her to laugh harder. The two started to play argue and lightly push each other around.
Alucard was not amused.
"You two seem to have forgotten the severity of our predicament" He snapped.
The two hunters quickly stopped their fussing and shared a look. "..We haven't forgotten Alucard." Yoko was the first to speak up, her lovely smile drooping, "…It's all we can do not to be dragged down by it all. Poor Soma.." Her shoulders drooped as she dropped her head in a mix of shame and despair; it was all she could do to not cry.
Alucard uncrossed his legs and stood up, a cascade of blond curls bouncing into his face as he did so, "Stop thinking of him as a friend, Yoko. …He's a monster now."
Julius nodded in agreeance. "Indeed. The boy we once knew is no more, you can't forget that Yoko." The young girl sighed. "I just wish we hadn't failed him…I wish we could have saved him somehow."
The trio fell silent, none wanting to be the first to break the insufferable silence that lamented their failure to a boy that never should have been put into such a disastrous and equally dangerous position. They reflected on the magnitude of their situation a moment longer before Julius made the first move, the other two falling into step behind the hunter as he lead them further into the bowels of the castle; Step by step, Hall by hall, Floor by floor.
Eventually Julius and Yoko continued their banter from earlier, more likely in an attempt to up their spirits in the darkness of the castle. Such phrases as; "Old Bastard", "disgraceful T'witch", "Drooling arthritic Geaser", "Annoying Brat-Bitch", "Dusty-Balls McBond", "Obnoxious she-witch-bitch", "Annoying Old-Fart", and so on and so forth were tossed back and forth between them. Of course, courtesy of Yoko, there was "You crazy kids get off my lawn before I whip you’re asses right off!"
Despite himself Alucard found their jeering….charming. The two hunters were always a riot to behold even in the direst of situations, and that Alucard found to be a welcome distraction more times than not. His anger from earlier had all but dissipated and was replaced with a feel of disquiet which only grew the further they descended into the madness of the castle. Julius, as if picking up on the growing apprehension, which he probably did, linked with Alucard as he was, he turned and locked eyes with him. Alucard tried, quite vainly to hide this but knew his eyes were betraying it. There was a sympathetic looked passed from the old hunter to the dhampir,with a silent 'We'll figure this all out, don't worry yourself '. With that Julius turned away and continued his role as the leader.
Alucard sighed, the silent message making him feel slightly better, whether it was true or not. The oppressive air was stifling, sufferably so. He shivered. You'd swear death was upon them ready for the kill. Not even wanting to entertain the idea he took to looking for something to distract himself. Something. Anything. Wait a moment…
Julius.
Yes. That was a fine plan, a fine plan indeed. It was a favorite past time anyways to observe the man. A past time Yoko oh so chipperly kept referring to as "Drooling over" and "Making goo-goo eyes at", whatever those things meant. There was no saliva involved and he'd yet to figure out what 'goo-goo' eyes meant. Silly girl.
Adjusting his pace ever so slightly he got in such an angle - careful to keep Yoko between them just in case of any surprise attacks - so as to get a clear view of Julius' chiseled features. They were certainly worn by age but still a pleasant sight to behold. 'He hardly looks like he's over 40 perhaps even younger…' Alucard mused, 'One would never guess he's pushing 60. Even his stamina is like that of a young stallion'
His thoughts were inadvertently taken to a darkened chapel on a night that seemed like it was forever ago but was probably only a handful of nights before… Two naked sweat soaked bodies cramped uncomfortably, but unnoticed, into a confessional booth. Throaty gasps and moans filtering through the blessedly empty sanctuary…Strong, yet careful, weathered hands grasping and pulling one close, a string of heavy breathed moans mixed with near unintelligible seductions mumbled into a pale ear. The other wheezing and gasping as he allowed his body to be so thoroughly explored, touched, prodded, and squeezed in near lust maddening ways. Brown eyes black with lust and something unspoken and golden eyes pale with need and yearning and want; One imploring to be let in, to feel the great weight lifted from his aging shoulders, to let him forget it all… the other refusing to forget, wanting to feel human and repeating a ritual as old as the Belmont's lineage as he begged for forgiveness through bloody tears in the midnight confessional…
Alucard stifled a groan at the memory, his face flushing a bit, 'Goddamn Belmont's..'
What was it about the Belmont’s that drew him to their bloodline and made him submit –made him want to submit - so willingly to each generation he encountered? Perhaps it was the rebellion aspect of it or maybe it was that they were strong human creatures? Warm flesh, hot blood, eyes full of light and hope and determination to save the world. He savored such things he would just never possess.
…perhaps if he possessed such things they wouldn't currently be hunting down Soma.
Alucard's steps faltered to a stop and reached up to squeeze the bridge of his nose lightly, feeling a headache brewing in the back of his head.
"Soma.." Yoko was right. They had all failed Soma. They shouldn't have let him come back to the castle. It had been a horrible idea and all it had done was deliver Soma right back into chaos' hands. It was his fault, just another burden to shoulder now.

'why do you blame yourself, child?'
Alucard startled, feet halting at the unearthly voice that was barely over a whisper.   Julius and Yoko didn't seem to notice, they were already leaving him far behind talking about a plan of action, not even so much as reacting to any disembodied voices. Did they not hear it?
'you shouldn't be so hard on yourself…it wasn't your fault. It's not by your hand this was done. What God would allow such a thing? Such a terrible loss of innocent life…'
Alucard all at once felt himself wrapped in a frigid chill, feeling as if someone had covered him in a blanket of ice. It was horrible but oddly wonderful. It was as if he was being sheltered and imprisoned… What was this? Was it some trickery of the castle?
'they will blame you, you know… they will always blame you because of what you are…'
'"No! that's not true!'" Alucard hissed back, attempting half-heartedly to shake the blanket away.
'harsh realities await you…but don't worry wayward child, come to me…find me… release me… do this and I'll never shun you or the darkness within you..' Alucard felt himself stagger at an overpowering feeling of unyielding acceptance and an equally terrifying force behind it. He was utterly in awe.
"But..I..I'm not…"
The voice cut in feeling more forceful, the hidden fog pulling him toward an unknown destination, 'I will give you all the love you deserve and more. All you need is to come to me dear one…'
Alucard's feet moved without his acknowledgment.   The destination, a rather plain door he never would have given a second thought to at any other time. With no prompting he reached for the aged knob and watched it disintegrate and fall away along with the locks that once held the door tightly shut as he touched it, allowing the simple wooden door swing aside to allow him entrance.
'What is this madness? Is this a trap?' Alucard thought in a panic, unable to get his body to respond anymore, his eyes beginning to feel heavy.
'shush…' was the only answer the confused and increasingly frightened dhampir received.
The room he found himself in was like nothing he'd seen before in his many times through the castle. The room was moderately sized; small even in comparison to most rooms here, and was covered completely in the whitest of marble that seemed to glow ever so slightly. The room had no windows and was not lit naturally but an unnatural light permeated and practically pulsed from the marble that comprised the room. The room was devoid of anything other than a single solitary angel statue at its center which was made up of the blackest onyx he had ever seen. Despite the unnatural light of the area it seemed as if no light touched it, refused to touch the black surface even. It was thoroughly eerie and unnatural and Alucard wished desperately to leave this place and yet also to never leave. ...Where were Julius and Yoko?
"What..is this…place?" Alucard croaked as his body continued to work against his own wishes to move in front of the statue.
'come to me little one…you're so close now..'
Alucard's breathing hitched, his ears ringing painfully as his mind sluggishly tried to process what was happening. He raised a hand toward the statue, his fingers recoiling a few times as they neared the cold onyx. So close…his fingers grazed the marbled angel.
'yessssss…that's a good boy… ‘, The voice whispered, sounding as if it were right in his ear. The sensation of being touched startled Alucard causing a surprised gasp to escape him. The throaty chuckle reverberated in his ears as he looked about himself in alarm only to find there was no one there. 'So skittish…so unsure…so susceptible…' The sensation broadened and it was if somebody draped themselves about his body and pulled him into a firm hug from the back. 'So perfect and well worth the long wait.'
Madness! What was this sorcery? Was it one of the castle's various monsters come to claim him? It didn't feel like any of those creatures. This felt different. Older. Much stronger.
'You seem familiar to me dear one…why?'
Something began to seep into his skin and to probe into his subconscious as his strength began to wane and ebb away under the unknown presence. His head flared painfully, the beginnings of his headache from before turning into a full on nauseating migraine that nearly brought him to his knees.   It was getting to be too much. His breath was being pulled from his lungs as the coldness squeezed around him tighter and further into his mind until he felt his vision blur and the world spin around him, threatening to send him into a dark oblivion.
"Alucard!"
There was an angry hiss as the presence pulled away, taking away his last ounce of energy as it did so but it allowed Alucard to breathe again. He wrenched his hand from the black statue and weaved in place, all energy seemingly drained from him. A blurry Yoko was beside him now.
"Are you alright? We lost you and have been looking for you. Why are you in here Alucard?" The voice was muffled as if he had cotton jammed in his ears. Alucard's memory was suddenly just as fuzzy as his vision and he slid gracelessly to the ground as the memory of moments before left him just as the strange voice had and left only an empty void.
"I.." Alucard began, his brows knitting together, what was she talking about? How DID he get here? He had been walking behind them yes? Yes. And then… When had that happened?
"Julius! Here! Come now!" Yoko cried, dropping down beside Alucard. He shivered like a leaf beneath her touch and it troubled her greatly. Within moments Julius rushed into the room, looking all around concerned, "Adrian, what's wrong? What happened, Yoko?" The witch shrugged up at Julius as he knelt down and placed a strong arm behind Alucard's back and helped him up and supported him on his feet, which Alucard was unable to refute. His strength was completely pulled from his bones and he would be lucky if he could so much as breath or keep his eyes open.
What was wrong with him? What could have caused him to be reduced to such weakness?
"I don't know." Yoko admitted in annoyance, "I found him in here looking rather dazed and confused."
Slowly, Julius led him to the remains of what might have been an ancient vase within the room and gently eased him down onto the surface. Once done he knelt down in front of Alucard, placing one hand on his knee the other lightly resting on his thigh. He cursed and caught the man when he slumped forward, unable to hold even that position. Carefully he eased himself into a position beside Alucard so that he could hold him up. “Adrian, please answer me. Are you alright? What happened?"
Alucard tried to answer but found it impossible to get out anything more than a squeak. Julius remained silently supporting him as he slowly regained some of his bearings and voice. It was something the Belmont had learned in the long span of time of knowing Adrian, you didn't push him and expect results. Wait and let him recover on his own. However recovery wasn't going so easily this time.
The room around him continued to tilt dangerously and Alucard refrained from opening his eyes. He stayed burrowed in Julius' side, not having to see him to know he was very clearly agitated, it was coming off the hunter in waves. Gritting his teeth he cracked an eye and looked up at Julius his intent to try and calm him in any way possible - lie If he had to - but he stopped when he saw through his warbled vision a decent amount of blood all over the hunter's clothes. He tensed up, suddenly terrified Julius was hurt.
"…w.why are y-you covered in blood?" He rasped as he grabbed at Julius' stained coat in alarm, his shallow breath blowing strands of his hair gently aside, "D-did.. some…s-something…hap..pen? Were..you...at-tacked?" His voice cracking made Alucard cringe but he focused all his energy on Julius.
Julius looked surprised at Alucard's question but shook his head as he tightened his hold on Alucard, "No.. It's not my blood Adrian, don't worry. You…" He paused, the worry lines on his forehead deepening as he brought a hand up to Alucard's cheek and stroked it gently and brought it back stained with a deep shade of red, "…Adrian you are crying."
Confused, Alucard reached one shaky hand up and wiped his cheek and found it was positively stained by bloody tears. "I..I don't understand? W-Why.." Adrian hardly noticed as he was pulled closer to Julius. He heard Yoko speak and Julius reply to her but their words were lost to him, too caught up in himself.
Why was he crying? He hadn't cried…he didn't cry. Not like this. Befuddled, he tried desperately to remember why he was even crying, what had caused it? He tried but it was nothing more than a blank. Like a distant memory that was maddeningly out of his reach. Unable to reach a conclusion the dhampir instead finally allowed himself to pass thankfully into the dark of unconsciousness.
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