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Life
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 Alucard . . . then he’d be mine.
Warning: this fic contains really Light YAOI (GuyXGuy), blood play and vampires (is this a necessary
warning for a Castlevania fic?). However although the first few chapters are
very easy going the later chapters
include, Heavy Yaoi, Violence and discussing of senve sve subjects.
Rating: NC-17
Authoress note: I have
changed aspects. I am aware Alucard’s eyes are a soft grey-ish colour, I was
however inspired to change this as I have been before in my other fics.
 :p>
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Chapter Six
Adrian
sat on the ledge of his balcony his legs swinging slightly in the breeze, he
enjoyed it up here especially on clear nights such as this one, but this night
he was not happy.
“You look cheerful”
Adrian
smiled slightly and turned to see Samuel approach from behind,
“In fact you radiate happiness better stop grinning
like that Adrian
or the top of your head will fall off”
Adrian
sniggered at that, Samuel promptly sat himself on the balcony beside him, the
two sat in silence for a moment before
“Father wishes me to join him on the next incursion”
“Ah” Samuel muttered knowingly “trying to get a bit of
the old killer instinct to come out”
“He can try all he wants” Adrian
mumbled “I will defend myself if I have to but I will not kill just for the
sake of it”
“I don’t think he wants you to, he just doesn’t want
you to end up like your mother and he wants you to eat something” Samuel sighed
“I don’t need to, not as often as he does anyway and .
. .” but he was interrupted
“Do we really have to go through all this again”
Samuel asked, “I did not come up here to discus human understanding and the
right to life, such moral conversations are best reserved for the Liberian”
“He told me he didn’t want to hear me angst any more
and I had to cheer up or he wouldn’t let me back in” Adrian
smirked
“So where did you get that from” Samuel pointed to a
thick tome that rested on the nightstand
“I gave him a zircon from down in the caverns” Adrian
explained causing Samuel to snigger
“Ah yes” Samuel smirked “distract him with something
shiny”
“What is it” Adrian
asked sitting up, covers pooling around him as he leaned forward to get a
better look.
“It is a locket, it contains the soul of a wolf” Vladimir
smirked “you absorb it into yourself and bind it to you, thus you gain the
wolfs form, it is how vampires who do not have the ability to become other
creatures force themselves to change”
“Oh” Adrian
blinked fingering the locket
“Get yourself dressed and we’ll see what we can do” Vladimir’s
smile widened “I’ll wait for you in the northern courtyard”
* * * *
The northern courtyard was just outside of Orlox’s
main chamber and Adrian
was not surprised to find the dark haired individual waiting with his father.
He noticed Orlox watch him as he entered the courtyard, Orlox watched him an
awful lot, but then turnabout is fair play, his eyes constantly wondered to the
dark haired immortal. It was one of the reasons Samuel disliked Orlox, ‘I don’t
hate him’ Samuel had tried to explain ‘I hate the way he watches you, the way
he looks at you’. Adrian
shrugged the thoughts away and stood before his father.
“Absorbing the soul will be simple” Vladimir
explained “changing will be simple, a unique feeling but not difficult, however
changing back for the first few times will be . . . a bit of a challenge. The
wolf takes over” he struggled momentarily with his words “your mind must
override its instincts, it will do it automatically after the first few times,
but to begin with you will have to work at it”
Adrian
nodded understanding what his father was saying. He watched as the locket was
opened and a bright glow emitted from it. He leaned over to get a better look
and gasped in shock as the glowing ball shot towards him, disappearing inside
him.
“See simple” Vladimir
smirked “now you simply will the change, imagine yourself as a wolf, the majik
will do the rest”
Adrian
couldn’t help but feel awkward and embarrassed as he closed his eyes and stood
perfectly still trying to imagine himself as wolf. He’d gotten this part down
to a fine art now with all the practice he’d been getting over the past
fortnight. But it was different this time.
The skin at his joints was beginning to tingle and it
quickly intensified fast into burning. The burning increases and rushed through
his muscles, following his blood. His blood boiled in his veins and the heat
intensified more so. He flexes his muscles to try and work the burning out of
him the way he would when the bloodlust started.
He winces as the burning makes its way to his heart.
His breath, that he didn’t realize he was holding, escapes him in one loud cry
as the burning hits his heart and he falls to his knees.
His skin stretches but too slowly it splits in places
and he bleeds, it re-knits fast though, he feels his clothing tear and parts of
it fall from him. His muscles tense and knot themselves. He cries out as he
feels his bones break, falling on his face he lays there gasping. This is
painful but it is not the agony that one would expect, it is possible to live through
it. The burning is beginning to ease and now he is left with sharp snaps of
pain as his bones break and reform, plus itchiness as his naked flesh sprouts
fur at an alarming rate. When all the sensations stop he just lies there
breathing.
He can hear sounds above him but he can’t quiet make
out what they are saying, he finally recognizes them as voices, but they are
strange, deep and slow. He has to really concentrate to make out the words.
“. . . first time” the voice sounds pleased
“Wasn’t it a little slow, for a minuet there I thought
I would lose my breakfast” this voice is higher than the other but still quiet
deep.
“He will get fast soon, he’ll get fast enough so you won’t
really be able to see the change” the first deep voice explains.
The conversation is boring and Adrian
ignores it. He rises up enough to put his hands out to support himself but it
is white paws that catch him. Almost the moment he realizes he’s done it the
wolf wells up inside him drowning him in raw instinct.
* * * *
“Adrian
Feinhight Tepes!” the deep voice cuts through the fog and
touches the part of him that is not wolf. As if gaining power from the voice
that little part grows and remembers, he is not a wolf, he is a dunpeal, and it
is his father that is rubbing his ears slowly, making him whine pleasantly.
There is blood in his mouth and he can feel the flesh
of some creature between his teeth but that doesn’t really matter anymore.
His dunpeal senses have raised, smell has intensified,
hearing remains pretty much the same but sight is totally different now. Things
that were once grey and brown are now vibrant red, blue patches litter the
ground swallowed by green and orange.
He looks up at his father, who seems to know exactly
what is confusing the pail wolf that is his son.
“You’re seeing through your nose, if you calm your
sense of smell, things will revert to a less bright tone”
Adrian
obeys and things shift into black and white. He uses his nose slightly to
identify Orlox, who sniggers as Adrian’s
cold nose nuzzles his leg
“Hello moonbeam” he sniggers
Adrian
yips in response and shifts his vision to his nose again he can see exactly the
path Orlox took to reach where he is now; this is most defiantly something he
could get used to.
* * * *
Samuel walks dejectedly down the corridor,
occasionally kicking stray edges of the carpet. Golden eyes watch from the
shadows. The creature follows; this is fun. Nails click on the hard marble but
are muffled on the carpet. The creature picks up speed as the werewolf in front
doesn’t seem to hear him, darting behind short pillars holding busts and vases.
The werewolf hears the steady clicking and turns the
creature darts behind a pillar and waits a moment before peering around the
side and sees nothing, the werewolf is gone.
“I smelt you a mile away Adrian” Samuel reaches over
from behind the wolf and rubs its ears, running fingers up its long muzzle.
Concentrating Adrian
flourishes upwards and becomes himself. The change is much smoother and faster
now and he barley feels the change in his body.
“I was looking for you” the now slightly shorter
Samuel pokes Adrian
“the night raid will start soon and your father wants to make sure you’re
there”
Adrian
sighs dejectedly but nods knowing resistance is pointless and impossible.
“Where have you been lately anyway” Samuel asks “I
haven’t seen you since yesterday morning”
“Father wanted to make sure I could shift smoothly,
I’m starting to feel more natural like a wolf than I am now” Adrian
rubs his hands together trying to get the tingling to stop
“Oh” Samuel smiles
“Where did you think I was” Adrian
smirks
“Wasn’t sure, I was following your trail towards
Orlox’s rooms” the werewolf sounded gloomy “oh well, they’ll be waiting for us,
come on”
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