With One Step At A Time {Castlevania}

The Battle Against Alucard

previously: One Step At a Time {Castlevania}

    Alison looked disturbed as a man floated out of a coffin which laid on a pristine golden platform. It was a man. A man with golden hair, pale skin. A long vertical scar embedded in his body.

    "You're telling me THIS is the Messiah?" Alison asked in disbelief, however getting no answer.

    "I know what you are.." Trevor dared with a nervous look. "Have we come down here to REALLY wake up the man who'll kill Dracula, or have we come here to wake him."

    The man lifted his face to show a pair of sharp fangs and golden irises. "Dracula is carrying out an execution order on the human race. Do you care Belmont?"

    "Before, I would have said no. Now? Yes. It's time to stop."

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    "I'm going to have to kill you.." Trevor said without a trace of emotion on his face. This is how the Belmont's were raised. They were taught that they needed to kill vampires, to KILL Dracula. That is precisely what he was going to do. Alison got out her knife, feeling no need to argue.

    "I don't like your tone, Belmont," Alucard said with a glare. Trevor scoffed and nodded his head.

    "You're no Messiah. You're a vampire, who might I add, hasn't been here for a hundred years. That's for sure." Trevor glanced over the room with his eyes. "Yes, this place is old, but it has not been abandoned. It's alive. Working."

    "How long.. Have you been down here exactly.." Alison spoke. The vampire turned towards her. Even though he was cornered two against one, he seemed to worry not. The fact of this bothered her immensely.

    "That depends. What is the year currently." His tone of voice, It was empty of any emotion. Could this really be Dracula? If he were, you'd think that he'd have a smug look or something for the pain that he has caused everyone, Alison thought.

    "It's now 1476," Alison spoke clearly.

    "A year or so then." The man spoke. Trevor smirked. The man narrowed his eyes in annoyance at his attitude and beckoned a sword with a motion of his hand. "You spoke of trying to kill me. If you're really a Belmont and not some fool running around with a family crest, you might be able to."

    Just like that, the atmosphere grew tense. The man began floating over towards Trevor slowly as if teasing him. Trevor wasted no time before whipping him backward. The man fell with a grunt.

    "Do not underestimate me, Vampire.." Trevor spat venomously. The vampire hissed at him in a fit. Trevor rolled his eyes. "Oh, man up." Trevor began to try to gain another hit on the vampire, but Alucard kept deflecting it with his blade.

    "How are you so sure of what Dracula looks like. Why assume it's me." The vampire panted.

    "No one knows what Dracula looks like," Alison stated obviously. "You have fangs, and sleep in a coffin. It would be foolish of us to not suspect you in the least." Alison finished.

    Distracted by Alison, Alucard was whipped in the side and thrown on the floor. Trevor used his whip to pull him closer to Alucard before discarding of it and pulling out his sword. The two dueled before getting in a lock. Forced to drastic measures, Trevor kneed him in the testicles, although leaving Alucard not fazed at all.

    "Please. This isn't a bar fight. Have some class." Alucard glared before having Trevor bash his head against his. Alucard grunted and stumbled backward. The combat continued until Alucard broke Trevor's sword. The vampire dropped his sword before punching Trevor and walking towards him.

    He climbed on top of Trevor before tugging his hair back, showing full access to his neck. Alucard hissed. "Do you have a God to put a last prayer to, Belmont?" Trevor glared at him with gritted teeth and said nothing when he saw Alison behind Alucard with her knife positioned at the back of Alucard's neck.

    "Yeah. Me." Alison said cockily as she added more pressure to the back of his neck. His eyes widened.