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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 Alucard . . . then he’d be mine.
Warning: this fic contains YAOI (GuyXGuy), blood play and a lemon,
if this offends or upsets you do not
read this, its that simple.
Rating: R-NC17
Pairing: Richter/Alucard
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.
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tyletyle='mso-bidi-font-weight:
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Richter watched the pale one recede into the growing
darkness and felt a pang in his stomach that he quickly interpreted as guilt.
“don’t you want to go after him” he said to Maria,
thinking they both should follow and try to talk the blonde son of Dracula out
of what ever fate he had planned.
“no. I can’t ease his pain, maybe one day we’ll meet
again and then” Maria finished with a shrug
Richter’s blood boiled at her selfishness but one look
at the sadness on her face and the anger melted away, she too obviously felt
for the blonde but was thinking a little too cynically or maybe realistically,
he could imagine the villagers reaction if the vampire hunters brought home a
vampire, half blood or no.
“Yes, let’s get out of here” Richter forced a smile
and followed the golden haired girl away from Castlevania.
As they walked the pang in his stomach grew, “we’ll not meet again” what did Alucard
mean? Was he going to entomb himself? Or worse what if the silver haired one
destroyed himself. That thought stopped Richter dead
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“Maria, I’m sorry, can you go on without me there’s .
. . something I must do”
Maria nodded a little sadly and continued walking away
desperate to be away from Castlevania. Richter nodded to himself and turned
back, running after Alucard faster than he should have been able, given his
current condition. He felt some of the wounds he had obtained reopen but he
ignored them and continued running. He turned around a pillar of still standing
stone and crashed into a surprised Dunpeal.
The two hit the rubble hard, Richter half thankful
Alucard broke his fall, he really didn’t need anymore wounds right now.
“sorry” Richter muttered getting up and offering the
blonde hand,and, the blonde just lay there among the rubble looking at him with
sharp golden eyes that melted into a soft brown before shifting to a light
green where they remained. The blonde then stood without Richter’s aid.
“I could have killed you mortal” Alucard saidetlyetly
sheathing his sword he had drawn, before looking to Richter again “why did you
return”
“I felt bad about just letting you go like that”
Richter said sitting back down before his legs gave out “you saved my life”
Alucard shrugged but Richter continued “what are you going to do Alucard?” A
light eyebrow was raised, confusion clearly shown on the blondes pale features
“you are quiet badly injured Human you should return
to your village and let your wife care for you” Alucard stated simply, avoiding
the question
“I will return when I am good and ready” Richter
snapped surprising the Dunpeal even “no “now I want to know what you are
planning to do to yourself”
“why would a vampire hunter care for the fate of a
half-blood, Human” Alucard snapped right back but after a short pause during
which Richter stared sharply at the blonde, the dunpeal relented “I do not
know, I thought of sleep once more but” he paused and seemed to struggle with
his words momentarily “ I have a lot to think on I wish
to do that first” Richter brightened immediately
“You can stay with us if you wish, we havfew few spare
rooms you could have one of those” Richter stood despite himself, excited
“I would not burden you with myself” Alucard said “I
know these woods well and I will not remain long”
With that said Alucard looked up and his eyes went
blank for a second, his body trembled before being swallowed in a fine mist and
he remerged as a bat, velvet soft black wings grazed Richter’s cheek before the
bat flew away towards the forest.
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“Richter your back!!” an affectionate Annett wrapped
arms around Richter’s shoulders and held him. Richter winced “oh my love
forgive me, how badly are you hurt?”
 :p>
“its nothing my sweet, just a few minor bumps and
bruises here and there” Richter tried to be economical with the truth
Annett looked doubtful, her delicate features
scrunching so tightly together in a look of defiance at her husband that
Richter couldn’t help but laugh
“my sweet please there is nothing to worry about a
little rest and I will be fine”
but instead of being led upstairs to rest he was led
gently by his wife into the main room of their home and made to sit while she
disappeared momentarily into the kitchen and brought back lemon tea, Annett
settled herself on a couch near Richter before speaking
“Maria is sleeping upstairs in one of the guest rooms”
Richter nodded glad for they
Richter opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted
by a loud knock at the door. Annett almost leapt up and walked briskly to the
door. Richter heard voices
“yes Doctor just through here”
Richter winced, he disliked doctors they always seemed
to open more cuts than they healed and seemed to dht iht in sticking great long
needles into him.
“Richter old boy” the scrawny mouse like man addressed
him with a smile through a wiry white mustache,
Richter forced a smile and a nod.
A few minuets later and a lot of ‘mmm’s from the
doctor and a few ‘oh my’s from Annett Richter was
aloud to wander upstairs to rest. While undressing he managed to get a look at
the severity of his injuries, they weren’t as bad as everyone seemed to think,
more bruises than cuts.
He remembered how Alucard hadn’t even been aiming for
him, but had aimed at some invisible force, whenever the blonde saw that it was
inevitable that he would strike the vampire hunter he had twisted his sword to
hit the hunter rather than slice him.
“three days Richter are hardly a hundred years” Annett
was being stubborn, it surprised many people how the slight and little Annett
had complete control of her muscular husband.
With those words and a small triumphant smile Annett
left the room, leaving a disgruntled Richter in her wake. In a childish display
of anger Richter crossed his arms and sulked. He really did feel like he’d been
in bed for a century, his mind wandered at that thought, hadn’t Alucard slept
for a century or two at one point, he wasn’t entirely sure but the idea of
really sleeping for a century made Richter feel woozy.
What would happen to you if you slept for that long,
Did he age? Did his hair still grow? ide idea of Alucard waking up in a nest of
blonde hair made Richter smile before he caught himself.
For the three days he’d spent trapped in bed he’d been
constantly repaying parts of his capture in his mind, most of them dwelling on
the pale son of Dracula. At first he’d put this down to guilt at knowing the
Dunpeal slept on a dirt floor somewhere in the silent forest rather than in one
of the soft beds at the Belmont house, but slowly he began to realize
otherwise.
He remembered when he’d first seen the dunpeal,
Alucard was smaller than he expected, thinner with a delicate look to him that
betrayed his true strength. The look of pure surprise the dunpeal held at
finding a human in the castle, the subtle hungry glow to his eyes at he scented
Richter’s blood and the horror at realizing Richter was a Belmont.
The looks the dunpeal had given him before he was
recognized made Richter shudder. He had spent the rest of his time sitting on
Dracula’s throne watching the dunpeal through a mirror one of the daemons had
set up.
His mind at that time had been almost lost to the
darkness and he remembered now what he had wanted to do to the blonde, wants of
claws, teeth, moans and desire. The discussion with death over whether once
Dracula had been raised would the vampire lord allow the hunter to ‘play’ with
his son. He could not
deny the effects these feelings had had on him and were still having on him.
“it’s just the remnants of darkness still in my mind” Richter
said to himself trying to deny what he felt and the physical reaction he was
starting to experience.
“Richter
honey did you say something” Annett’s blonde head came around the door followed
by the rest of her and a tray holding something that smelt fabulous.
“Nothing
my dear” Richter leaned forward to inspect the tray Annett still held out of
his reach
“Are you
still sulking” she asked grinning “well now if you’re sulking then I’ll just
go” She turned to leave
“Annett
please” Richter muttered his wife turned
playfully and set the tray on Richter’s lap “oh my love, this is
wonderful” Richter smiled at his wife
before attempting to swallow everything on the plate in record time.
Once the
food had been devoured Richter smiled and wrapped his arms around his wife “you
are perfection my love” Annett giggled as Richter pulled her into his lap
before turning her around and closing his mouth over hers.
“I know
what could avert your boredom my love” Annett said coyly as she pulled back
“What”
Richter asked smiling, waiting to see what his love would do
“This” she
shifted in his lap gently putting enough pressure on him to cause a deep
thed ged groan
“And this”
her delicate fingers slowly started to unlace Richter’s shirt she deftly
started to kiss her husband’s skin once it was revealed.
Richter
leaned back, loosely wrapping his arms around his wife. This was just what he
needed to empty his head of all thoughts. Feeling his wife’s hands brush the
sensitive hair on his chest he shuddered and looked down, Annett’s hair seemed
paler than normal, longer with loser curls. Feeling her husband’s eyes on her
Annett looked up, Richter’s eyes widened, Annett’s eyes were swirling from blue
to grey, becoming sharper and more feral as he watched and as she smiled tiny
fangs poked at her bottom lip. When she spoke it was not her anymore but the
one Richter had been thinking endlessly about.
“My
Beloved Mortal” the pail one spoke
“Alucard”
Richter answered before pulling the dunpeal to him and closing his mouth over
his in a searing kiss that alone threatened to bring completion. He could feel
the blonde creature slowly shift and gentndulndulate against him, the tiny
amount of movement making his heartbeat race as he groaned into the fanged mouth
of the dunpeal.
“RICHTER!!”
Annett shouted shaking her husband awake
“Alu . . . Annett” Richter asked trying to calm his heaving
breaths
“my love did you have a nightmare, you were crying out and
thrashing . . . have you hurt yourself?” Annett asked looking worried
“no my love” Richter whispered breathlessly
“you don’t need to re-open any of your wounds my dear” Annett
said “let me look”
“no” Richter snapped suddenly in fear that his wife would
notice his ‘condition’ then he paused and sniffed the air “is something
burning”
Annett’s
worried expression became more so and she dashed from the room. Richter fell
back onto his pillow, still trying to slow his breathing and stop his body
shuddering. Richter’s mind raced, he was not besotted with an
another male!! He couldn’t be it was just to. . . his thoughts drifted
back to the dunpeal and his stomach jumped, Richter groaned, it wasn’t bad
enough Alucard was a another male but he was a dunpeal, a half blood, half
vampire, Dracula’s child!!!
Richter
buried his face in his hands, what would this do to him, to his reputation, to
his family’s reputation? He gasped quietly what would Annett think.
NO! He
wasn’t smitten with a dunpeal it was just his guilt getting to him in a strange
way, a really strange way. A good day outside with his wife would sort his head
out. As if timed Annett came back into the bedroom holding a plate of
sandwiches, she looked apologetic
“I burnt
the stew” she said blushing
“it alright my love, anything you make will be wonderful even
ham sandwiches” Richter smiled Annett blushed more
“you old charmer Richter” she playfully nudged him.
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Authoress note: First chapter done ^_^ is it moving to
fast or is it just me? Oh well. More to come. Please review.
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