Hiraeth - [Alucard/Adrian Tepes x Lycan!Reader]

[3] Falling

Trevor and you had found out a lot of information including some about a "Sleeping Solider" (Involving you finding a bow with some arrows to take, it had been what felt like forever since you had been able to practice your archery since the one your grandfather gave you was stolen a few months ago while you were passed out drunk). You two found out the the Speakers had been in need of help. That led you to finding a pretty magician girl, Sypha, whom had proven to be quite the handful to Trevor. Though, you liked her company a lot, especially since she lightened the mood. You had come to find Trevor has a dark atmosphere.

After all of that, the events happened like falling dominoes, one after the other. It all led you three to the present, the fraying one you lived in.

You and your two comrades had fallen down into a deep dark hole in the ground while fighting off some of the night horde in Gresit. The fall was very rough, but you were alive thanks to Syphas magic. "Ouch." Is all you could manage out as you stared above you on your back, a blank expression on your face due to the shock you received from the fall.

"The catacombs again....I think we are deeper than I went before." Sypha referenced to when we had gone down just hours ago.

"It feels like that." You groaned while rubbing your back and getting back onto your feet. "Nice, i'm not paralyzed."

Trevor looked at you and seemed as he were about to say something, but was cut off when a crushing trap of pillars went off behind you three. You took off in a fast dash and while Trevor had grabbed Syphas arm and followed closely behind. That was all over when you came to a cliff and stopped, you did not see how far down it was but you didn't love falling. You would have looked around to find another way around, would have is the key in phrase. Trevor came up fast and didn't stop, barreling into you causing you three to take a tumble. You screamed and hit ground only to slide down some more. Once all the movement stopped you were exasperated. You were so done with all this shit. That's when the ground started to crack under you. 'Fuck.' You stood as fast as you could and ran after Trevor and Sypha, who were already a step ahead of getting the fuck out of there.

After climbing the gargantuan metal gears and meeting in the middle of them with Sypha and Trevor, you and Sypha started to climb down. Trevor had cast his whip out for you two to get across, you were bad at this, but managed to get to the end. Trevor ended up just swinging over. Too bad that the damn shitty contraptions started to crumble again. You grabbed on to the closest pole beside you, as if it would help, only for that to break again. "You've got to be kidding me?!" You screamed as you were falling along with the others.

You groaned for what felt like the seventieth time, nearly collapsing as you tried to get up. All this falling and pain crap was really starting to effect you. As you continued behind your comrades you were met with a pleasant sight. This room was much nicer then the others, with red and gold details all over. It was fairly large and took about thirty seconds to walk across. What stood out most was the coffin at the end. You grimaced when you saw a pressure plate sink under Trevor's foot. "I didn't do that." Sypha frowned at him.

Suddenly steam started to come from the coffin and then the lid to slowly slide off on it's own. You frowned with nervousness, it was sort of unsettling to see that. However your nervousness was quickly covered up with captivation when a pale man floated out of the coffin. He was very breathtaking to look at, with long wavy golden blonde hair and a toned chest, not forgetting to mention the large scar diagonally slashed across his chest. You were as good as hypnotized, only snapping out of it when he spoke. "Why are you here?" There was slight frustration in his words.

"The story...the messiah sleeps under Gresit! The man who will save us from Dracula." Sypha seemed excited while you only started to return to a nervous state.