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Naming Souls
Sequel to
those who are hunted

Disclaimer: CastleVania belongs to Konami not
me. I am making �0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have a
burning need to create. Although I would like to own Adrian . . . then he�d be
mine.

Warning: this fic contains YAOI
(GuyXGuy), Bloodplay and a lemon; if this offends or upsets you do not read
this, it that simple.

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Richter/Adrian,
Adrian/Richter

Setting: post CastleVania
symphony of the night

Dedications: this is dedicated to all CastleVania
fans, there could never be to many.

Summery: The trials that must be endured
while Adrian
tries to adapt to what he has always wanted, a normal life.

Authoress note: Those who are hunted was probably the first long-ish fic
I ever wrote; I have written this to commemorate that fact. For those who asked
please forgive me that this has taken so long to come out.

Italics
mean either flashbacks or thoughts

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Chapter
Two

�Are you coming tomorrow?� Maria asked, the girl
next to her smiled and nodded.

The two were sitting in the area set aside in the
village for travellers to leave horses and carriages, waiting for Richter. The village was busy this morning and Maria
was in all honesty a little nervous, it had taken a large mental debate on her
part to decide whether or not to bring Samantha along today; she knew how
Adrian was around people but then if she had lived through four hundred years
of Mortals chasing her with pitch forks and torches she would be jumpy to.

�I�ve never been to one of the Belmont�s harvest festivals.� Samantha
squeaked, the girl was a little younger than Maria and rather excitable, Maria
wondered again how Adrian
would react.

�It�s not a festival Sam,� Maria smirked �it�s just
a barbeque and truthfully I�m surprised he�s having one at all,� she admitted
�his friend Adrian is a little uncomfortable around people,� she explained
hoping that Samantha would take the hint and calm down a little, the hint went
ignored.

�Adrian,�
Samantha mused �he�s the one who lives with him now?� Maria nodded, Samantha
grinned widely, fiddling with the ends of her little pink dress. Samantha was
considered by many the definition of femininity, she was tiny and delicate
along with cute, obedient and down right adorable at times but she was in no
way practical. Many men loved her but Samantha had accepted none, she simply
enjoyed the attention she got now and knew that attention would dwindle when
she married.

�Look there they are,� Maria smiled as she watched
Richter�s cart come through the gates of the village.

�RICHTER!� Samantha yelled,
standing up and waving, her hand encased in a tiny white lace glove. Richter
smiled and waved back Adrian
looked as if he were about to be hung but to Maria�s memory he looked better
than he had last time.

Maria felt a pang of sympathy for the dunpeal, she
understood why he was nervous in such a place, after all this was the village
that had killed his mother, the village that had nearly killed him and the
village that had killed a great many of his friends. She offered the dunpeal a
sympathetic smile as Richter lead the horse into the hold and stopped the
carriage.

�Well don�t you look spiffy,� Maria smiled as Adrian jumped down, the
dunpeal blushed a little at the comment and moved behind the cart to unload the
furs.

�Maria!� Samantha snapped before Maria could
continue her teasing, �That�s not proper!� Samantha was often embarrassed at
her friends out going behaviour which was very strange in a woman of breeding. It
was difficult to imagine how to people who were as different as Maria and
Samantha could be so close.

�Oh Samantha relax,� Maria smiled to her friend, �Adrian knows I�m only
playing.�

�You�re saying he doesn�t look good then?� Richter
demanded smirking as he lifted her clean off the ground in a crushing hug. Maria
squeaked as the air was almost crushed out of her, she always forgot just how
strong that damn man was.

�No Richter,� Maria glared as he put her down,
glancing to the cart which Adrian
was unloading she whistled �someone�s been busy.�

�Not all the time,� Richter smirked raising an
eyebrow, Maria glared again, that man had a filthy mind, briefly Maria wondered
how much a lump of soap was for Richter�s mouth really could use a good clean
as well.

Once CastleVania had fallen Richter had started
hunting the local woods for monsters claiming bounties on them in the local
villages, it had been how all the Belmont�s
had earned a living once their task had been completed. There were always at
least five or so monster bounties every month and the bounties were high as the
monster hunter population was low, it was in Richter�s words a lot of money for
some really easy work he probably would have done anyway. However since he�d
been joined by Adrian
his already easy work had become a lot easier. Adrian enjoyed the hunt; it was in his nature
to. The dunpeal often reminded Richter of a feline in that respect, as when
they had hunted out all the bounties Adrian would often hunt game, catching
enough so that Maria had stopped buying any meat from markets and lived
completely off Adrian�s �gifts�. Richter had once offered the dunpeal a
crossbow to use when hunting small game but the immortal had refused; Richter
at first had been confused by this for how could someone catch rabbits which
were small and fast without a crossbow, Adrian had given a demonstration and
Richter had stopped offering him weapons and developed a new respect for
Adrian�s claws when they were trailing down his stomach or thighs; knowing how
dangerous those little claws were often gave him thrills.

Adrian liked the woods and it unnerved Richter a little that the dunpeal was
more at home surrounded by monsters than people but he understood why. At first
it had worried Richter that Adrian spoke to the sentient monsters in the wood
but when the dunpeal explained that most of them hunted game and just wanted to
be left in peace the hunter relaxed a little; but it still upset him when the
dunpeal would come home with cuts and bruises gained from his �conversations�.

�Wow you�re strong!� Samantha muttered drawing
everyone�s attention. Adrian was holding three
of the four boxes used to carry the furs of their kills; Adrian glanced at Richter who looked to make
sure the dunpeal wasn�t carrying too much to be obviously odd, he wasn�t the
hunter smiled

�That he is lass,� Richter beamed �you should see
him lying down!�

�RICHTER,� Maria snapped, Adrian nearly dropped the boxes he was
holding before using them to cover the blush. He �accidentally� kicked Richter
a moment later before smirking at him as the mortal was having problems lifting
one of the boxes.

�Just sit there and smirk smart guy,� Richter
snapped after a moment, Adrian
did just that watching Richter struggle until it just wasn�t funny any more.

�Give it to me,� he sighed after a few moments of
Richter struggling. Richter glared hard at the immortal who
was still smirking and decided to save his pride. He struggled over to the town
hall with his box, absently wondering if he was going to give himself a hernia.

They stopped out side the town hall and Adrian put his boxes down
causing Richter to stare at him strangely. The dunpeal swallowed loudly trying
not to choke on his own words hoping his voice wasn�t shaking as badly as he
feared it might.

�I�ll wait here,� Adrian spoke; he had memories of this place terrible memories, ones he would give almost
anything to forget.

�Are
you sure?� Maria asked �you don�t want to come inside?� her expression was one
of confused worry. Samantha nudged the dunpeal,

�You
won�t get any credit sir unless you claim the bounty,� her grin widened �you
are noble to let your friend here take all the credit.� She seemed almost
smitten, Richter glared.

�I
care not for credit,� Adrian
shrugged, �I . . . I would simply prefer to remain outside. You go on Richter, and Lady Maria if you would be so kind to make sure
he does not get cheated this time I would owe you a great debt.�

�I
did not get cheated!� Richter snapped knowing full well that he had �I was
being charitable,� he muttered, allowing Maria to drag him inside the
building.

�I�ll
wait outside with Adrian,�
Samantha called �don�t worry now I�ll take good care of him.� Richter felt his
blood boil, he knew that Samantha couldn�t do anything really and he trusted
Adrian but it angered him almost to the point where he lost control that she
would insinuate something such as that and with an angry grunt, Richter grabbed
Adrian�s arm and dragged the protesting dunpeal into the hall.

�Richter! No! you don�t .
. .,� Adrian froze inside at the looks the men of the council gave him, Richter
felt the tension in his lover and blinked at him, the dunpeal was visibly shaking.
Worried Richter turned and had to force him into a seat afraid his legs would give
out, then turning with a worried glance at his lover
he went to collect another box of furs.

Adrian looked around the room with wide terrified
eyes, unsure why this was effecting him so badly, he was no longer that small,
he was no longer helpless, if a group of men came at him now he could easily
slaughter all of them before they could even get a finger on him. Yet the fear
inside him made him feel as if he was about to be ill, his eyes unwillingly
strayed to a corner; carpet had been put down but he knew that under it were
blood stains. The walls had been painted over a few times but again he knew
that under that paint would be more blood stains. He turned away shaking his
head, then looking up he gasped as suddenly the walls ran with blood, a small
terrified sound escaped him. Maria�s hand suddenly grabbed his and he yelped,
almost screeching before he could stop himself.

�Adrian!
. . . are you alright you look . . .�
Maria whispered but was interrupted by Richter who was once again being
cheated, �ooohhh . . . I�ll be back in a minuet.� She excused herself and went
to Richter Adrian�s eyes went back to that same corner, the bolt was still
there, they hadn�t taken away the bolts.

He�d watched his mother burn, and
while she remained silent he had screamed, screamed until his throat had bled
only then had he fallen silent and watched the flames that had eaten his
mother. As the
flames began to slowly die down and the crowd around them began to dissipate Adrian had been dragged
into the town hall. The sounds of men
surrounded him but he did not truly hear them. The heat from the sun had made
him ill, his already dizzy frame created by the �rough� way he had been
captured had been made much worse by the sickening heat he�d been in to watch
his mother burn.

His left eye was swollen completely
shut, a sharp strike from the handle of an axe had done that, his entire face
felt like a bruise and he knew he was bleeding. His body felt aflame and heavy
cuffs around his throat, wrists and ankles kept him bound, the cuffs were all
linked to a chain and that chain was in the grip of a man, preventing him from
running. Strange that a village full of large strong men would fear a tiny
vampire child so much as to bind him so securely.

�What do we do with this,� the man
holding his chain spoke jerking him forwards hard enough to knock his feet out
from under him, his head was jerked up by a strong grip in his hair and the
mortal men, chiefs of the village stared at him.

�Public execution would not stand
well with me,� the eldest gentleman spoke,

�We should take care of him
ourselves,� the one holding him snapped, there were sounds of agreement.

When he�d started screaming they
laughed.

His chain was linked to a bolt in
the wall, tying him into a corner, a strike across his jaw made him gyrate
backwards slamming him into the wall, before he fell to the ground, a kick to
his side and he heard but did not feel a rib snap for feeling was almost gone,
the only thing left was a deep numbness and a knowledge that this would kill
him eventually. Another blow across his back was not made with fists or booted
feet but with a bar of some kind and he screamed louder as feeling came rushing
back bringing mind destroying pain. He was struck again, the blow would have
knocked a normal child into unconsciousness but it only cause
Adrian to
scream louder, more broken.

�He is of the devil!!� was the cry
that rose when Adrian
tried to stumble to his feet, hands clasping his head. Another kick to his jaw
and more laughter drowned out his screams; but suddenly there was another
voice, a woman�s and she to was screaming, terrified.
The men stopped striking him and began to shout in anger at one another before
a deafening roar drowned out everything and the smell of mortal blood touched
him.

�Adrian,�
a male voice spoke softly, a bare hand touched his bleeding head gently, �my
son,� the voice whispered grief beyond Adrian�s
knowledge in those words. He heard the snap of chains breaking and felt himself
being lifted, panic flooded him, Adrian screeched wildly struggling and snapping at the man�s hands with small fangs
while trying to claw at him with bound wrists. He was held close to the man�s
chest until he calmed, his mind resurfacing through the pain.

�Father,� he breathed clinging to
his father desperately tight, as consciousness left him.

Looking around now at the magistrates and council
men in the halls now Adrian could see their predecessors, could see each of
their sneering faces, smell them, hear them and he felt fear slip away and
anger boil in his veins, mere mortals had dared to lay hand on the son of
Dracula. He had been young then, small and defenceless, he was not so now, his
hands twitched involuntarily itching to bury his claws in soft mortal flesh;
his vision swam for a moment and turned blood red, his fangs slipped from their
sheaths lengthening, before he knew what he was doing Adrian was getting to his feet. How dare
these cattle claim to be above him, he was the son of the king of vampires how
dare these pathetic mortals stand in his way? His upper lip drew back and his
hands tensed ready to rip all of them apart.

�Mr Adrian?� the voice of Samantha cut through
everything and Adrian
snapped backwards as the reality of what he was about to do hit him like a
physical blow. The dunpeal slammed back into the chair he�d been sitting
in.

He had to get out of here.

Glancing around he stood and with as much poise as
possible considering his trembling and he marched from that building directly
into the tavern. Samantha watched him go, her mind gently ticking over the
strange man wondering what could have been wrong. The young girl waited for
Richter and Maria to be done claiming bounties and handing over furs, before
she approached them and told them that Adrian
had left a few moments ago and was in a tavern. Richter�s face fell and
Samantha watched as his colour faded, briefly wondering what it would be like
to have a friend who cared so much as Richter obviously did for Adrian.

The trio entered the tavern; it was not difficult
to spot Adrian who had found the table furthest from the door in a small dark
corner. Samantha watched as Richter berated the other man for wandering off,
she smiled it was like they were an old married couple.

�Samantha,� Maria called �isn�t that Jock up at the
bar wouldn�t you like to thank him for the flowers he sent you last week.�
Samantha smiled, she knew a hint when she heard one and nodded, Maria smiled gratefully. While Samantha was distracted and
would be for some time Richter took the opportunity to lean across to Adrian.

�Are you alright?� he asked and was glared at with
fierce yellow eyes which slowly intensified to orange then red. Richter was
almost about to tell Adrian
to do something about his eyes when the dunpeal hissed at him and jerked his
hand away.

�I�m fine,� Adrian
hissed,

�Adrian,�
Maria pressed �you were not fine a moment ago, please, what happened.�

�I . . . I merely do not like the hall,� Adrian mumbled lamely
�hence why I insisted to be left outside,� those words were growled at Richter
who was starting to look ashamed as well as worried

�I am sorry Adrian
. . . I didn�t know you would panic like that,� Richter tried to apologise

�Nor did you ask Richter,� Adrian snapped �there
are events in life which no matter how long ago still echo today, I do not wish
to go into detail but there is a lot of blood on the floor of that place.�

�I do not understand,� Maria swallowed �did you . .
. did you kill someone in there,� Adrian
looked at her for a moment before a strangled laugh escaped him

�No lady, I did not kill anyone here, the blood I
referred to was my own.� Adrian
shook his head still trying to force the memory from him; he hated how weak he
must seem to have let something so old affect him this badly.

�Adrian why wont you
tell me, nothing could possibly be as bad as you are . . .� Richter began but a
kick under the table from a more understanding Maria stopped him, Adrian just looked at him
incredulous for a few moment before he spoke

�You have no idea mortal, in you�re lifetime you
have not witnessed half of the amount of bloodshed I was made to in a single
day,� the immortal growled, claws digging into the soft wood of the table �it
would take forty of your lifetimes for you to even begin to comprehend what I
went through on that day or what I almost did in that place today.� his anger
suddenly melted as recognition dawned �I . . . I should not have come here.�

�Adrian,�
Richter swallowed �come home, please, we�re nearly finished here now, Maria and
I will finish up and we�ll all go home.� The mortal was shaking �don�t leave.�
He breathed. The sheer desperation in his words made Adrian give pause,

�Very well.� He said firmly to stop his voice from shaking.

He preformed the rest of the trip as if in a
trance, following the mortal from peddler to grocer, to blacksmith to sword
smith and finally back to the cart. All the while watching those around him,
half the time imagining them if they knew who he truly was, what he had done in
his lifetime, the atrocities he had preformed, they would scream for his blood
once again. Other times he imagined what would happen if they remained ignorant
of him and he continued to live with Richter, one day the hunger would wake
him, despite feeding from Richter the beast inside of him still writhed against his
bonds still fought him, one day it would win and he would descend on this
village a perfect replica of his father.

�Won�t you come back with us?� Richter�s voice
snapped the immortal out of his trance and he realised they were back at the
cart, Richter trying to convince Maria to return with them �I could use the
help, and you�re more than welcome to spend the night.� Mara seemed to consider
this for a few moments as if trying to remember if she had a prior engagement
this night.

�Alright,� she answered after a moment �I don�t
think Adrian�s
going to be talking to you for the rest of the night as it is now anyway,
you�ll need a mediator.� She offered a strange smile to the dunpeal who just
blinked at her, part in confusion part in mild insult, this mortal child
thought herself above . . . he stopped himself before the part of him that was
made up of vampire arrogance could truly begin its rant again and cause him to
. . . he stopped his thoughts again and stared at the road.

The journey was filed with the tedious small talk
of Richter and Maria and the dunpeal felt himself
wonder angrily if they were purposely trying to irritate him; why did these
people feel the need to natter constantly. He almost leapt for joy when the
house came into view excusing himself to retreat as
soon as it was �polite� to do so. The dunpeal almost ran up the stairs desperate
for the peace that came with being alone, he slipped into the bedroom he shared
with Richter and stared at torn bed sheets. One day it wouldn�t be torn cotton
he was looking at, one day he would wake and find Richter torn to pieces in the
bed next to him.

He was a monster how could he have allowed himself
to fall into the illusion of happiness.

The door closed behind him and Adrian turned to see Richter with his back
against the door as if blocking the escape route. It didn�t bother the immortal;
the window was wide enough for him to bolt that way if he had to.

�I love you,� Richter hissed �I don�t care what I
have to do to prove this to you, I don�t care how many times you panic, I
wouldn�t even care if you went on a murderous rampage, slaughtered half the
village and beat me to a bloody pulp,; I would still love you.�

�You cannot possibly mean that.� Adrian breathed his heart hammering inside
his chest for he knew Richter�s words as truth

�You dare tell me what I do and do not mean!�
Richter snapped �you might have three hundred and sixty something years on me
but I am my own person Adrian Feinheight Tepes and not you, not Maria not
anyone has the right to tell me my own mind.� Richter looked angry, but sadness
and fear were more powerful than the anger just under the mortal�s surface. The
dunpeal swallowed loudly

�What if it was the whole village?� Adrian managed a small
smile �miniature genocide, would you love me then.�

�As long as you got the magistrates as well,�
Richter grinned stepping up to his lover �I really hate those people.� With
that said he pushed their mouths together. Mortal hands reached up slowly
pulling the tie from moonlit hair and immersing themselves
in white silk, Adrian
groaned almost silently when blunt mortal nails scrapped over his scalp. His
own clawed hands gripping the mortal�s arms moved one to circle Richter�s waist
and jolt the two of them together and the other gripping the mortal�s head
holding him in place.

Groaning Richter ground his pelvis forward, into
his lovers, rubbing together hard. He heard a deep growl from the immortal and
the kiss intensified, Richter�s lips parted and his tongue slid into his
companions mouth. It wasn't long before he tasted a little blood in the kiss, Adrian�s evil little teeth
were deadly sharp, just a feather light touch was enough to make him bleed, but
a little blood was well worth the reactions he got. Adrian groaned harshly and brought both hands
up to Richter�s face, holding him there, while almost frantically sucking on
his lover�s tongue. The kiss finally broke as Adrian pulled back, his lips smeared with
scarlet and his now red eyes desperate.

�Adrian,�
Richter whispered, grinding the two of them together softer now, smoother,
making his wants perfectly clear.

�I could tell Maria I was teaching you a lesson,
one I have taught you before,� Adrian
whispered back teeth grazed Richter�s throat �but you just never learn.�

�Yesssss,� Richter all out groaned when one of the
dunpeal�s hands moved down to touch him through his pants.

�But,� Adrian
stopped �it would be awfully rude, Maria cannot prepare for this little party of
yours alone.� Adrian
smirked as he walked away leaving his lover desperate and hungry. Richter
opened his mouth to speak before groaning in frustration, Adrian was pure evil sometimes.

End Chapter

Authoress
note: I�m tired, really tired. *goes to bed*
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