"Am I going to have to kill you?" Trevor asked. Alucard looked at him with disdain. "Do you think you can?" He asked as he gestured with his fingers for his sword, "If you're really a Belmont and not just some runt running around with a family crest you might be able to."
The weapon flew out of its sheath across the room and he wielded it in his hand.
"Let's find out," Alucard growled.
"Belmont, no! He's the one we've been waiting for!" She couldn't believe her eyes. Even if the Sleeping Soldier is a vampire, as long as he's on their side that's what matters and too many people have died already in search of the Savior.
"Tell that to your floating vampire Jesus here," Trevor quipped.
"You're nothing but insults, are you? A tired little--" Alucard groaned as Trevor's whip hit him straight on his navel, sending him flying backwards.
This isn't good, Sypha thought, We should have at least asked for his name, to see if he really is Dracula...there's no guarantee that he'd tell the truth, but it's worth a shot at least!
Sypha felt as if her heart was going to beat out of her chest. Men always resort to violence, from her experience living amongst them. Aside from the other male Speakers, of course. She could always use her arcane skills to stop the fight if it got too out of hand, but the suspense was too much of a distraction.
She didn't want Trevor to get seriously injured or hurt, but she also didn't want the Sleeping Soldier to die or get seriously wounded either; he's the prophesied messiah against Dracula. Or, at least, he's supposed to be. It's really hard trying to root for both people during a fight. Especially one that may be to the death.
"You can't do this, Belmont!" She was getting scared now, not for herself, but of the possible outcomes of the fight.
"He's not your messiah," Trevor replied, "Dracula's castle can appear anywhere, Sypha, and I told you...that this is what it looks like...on the inside!" He said between grunts as he swung his whip around at the mysterious vampire. He landed a hit on Alucard's waist, sending him flying back. He hit a pillar and groaned again as he got up.
Sypha had to admit, this mystery guy may have been a vampire but damn did she find him attractive. She may have been a Speaker, but she was still a woman, after all. She chuckled a little to herself and Trevor gave her a look of disbelief while fighting, only to regret it as his sword was ruined, broken clean off of the hilt from Alucard's weapon. He did, however, manage to get another good hit on the vampire. A long, thin gash ran across his torso, from his right collarbone to his left hip.
When Sypha saw the vampire leaning over Trevor, she couldn't help but chuckle internally. As long as it doesn't kill me I might let him do that to me anytime, she thought, only to instantly regret thinking it. God, Sypha, you're so weird. Ugh. She shook her head as she strode over to the two of them quietly, lighting a small ball of flame in between her index and pinky finger.
"I will incinerate you before your fangs touch that man's throat," she said.
He looked back at her. "I thought I was your legendary savior," he replied.
"So did I, but he saved my life," she was getting rather irritated.
"You're a Speaker-Magician?"
"Yes, and his goal is mine; to stand up for the people."
Alucard grinned. "A vampire hunter and a magician. Good. Very good. You'll do."
Sypha was surprised to see his wounds heal so quickly as he stood up, but after he introduced himself the shock of both his identity and his regenerative powers made her space out a bit. He asked if she knew the whole story of the Sleeping Soldier, and she blushed when he turned towards her before replying with a 'yes'.
She couldn't help but wonder if this would be the last time she'd see him shirtless, although she mentally scolded herself for letting her thoughts run loose. We have a mission, she thought. Aside from Trevor, this vampire Alucard is probably the most handsome person she'd seen after travelling out in the wastelands and wilderness of Wallachia her entire life. She considered the other Speakers to be her siblings, so thinking about them any other way would be rather awkward.
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Castlevania Imagines
FanfictionA collection of one-shot scenarios, jokes, ideas, fan arts and memes/videos from the Netflix adaptation of Castlevania! (All original credits go to the producers, writers etc of the game and TV franchise. I do not own them.)