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

[2] Gresit

You didn't really know why you followed this Belmont. For all you knew he could be plotting your death because he had found out you were a werewolf. Or because you were just annoying to him in general. He had asked you multiple times to leave him alone, then demanding, even begging; finally he gave up and begrudgingly let you follow. Either way, it didn't make sense why you chose to follow him. You felt some sort of pull. As if fate was telling you that you had to go with him. It might sound crazy, but that's how it really was.

"Last stop between us and starvation. The next town is bloody forty miles away." Trevor groaned to you, as you were looking down at the city in front of you two. When you heard a screech you darted your eyes to the sound. It was some of the demons. They were in a small pack, running outside of the city walls. Your eyebrows furrowed when you saw that one of them had an infant dangling limp in its jaws. There were lots of screams coming from the city. "Here we go." Trevor mumbles.

You hesitated in following him. Did you really want to go into those walls? "Don't get my hopes up and tell me you'll leave me alone now." Trevor had noticed how you lagged behind.

You quickened your pace, so you were just behind him. "Ha, you wish."

"I really do." He growled.

Once we finally reached the entrance, we were inconvenienced to find a large barricade for the city.

"No ones getting in, and no ones getting out." You simply nodded, although he wouldn't have noticed since you were behind him. "Pretty sure they wouldn't do that just to deny us breakfast." He smirked at you.

You gave him a confused look and a shrug. "I guess we'll find out." You simply stated, as the two of you circled the city in order to find another way in. Much to your displeasure, you had found one, it was the sewage pipe. Your sense of smell was better than the average person, so the fact of it was you were about to suffer. You followed after Trevor as he hopped from object to object, avoiding the tar around the pipe.

Trevor stuck his head in, and then quickly out when he saw a large amount of human waste coming out of the city. "God forbid you should warn anyone before emptying your fucking shit pots." You only became more nervous, afraid you'd be hit by some sewage while crawling through there. Trevor and you went to great lengths to avoid the bottom part of the pipe. "Never thought I'd be so hungry I'd climb a shit pipe in pursuit of breakfast."

"Never thought I'd do this in general, considering I'm following you. You know I have some food in my bag though, right?" You asked. If he was hungry why didn't he say so? Trever looked back at you. If looks could kill you would be dead.

"Fucking hell, (F/n), why didn't you say anything, then? You know what, don't answer that, I've gone this far I might as well get a something out of this." You shrugged at his reply. He didn't ask.

Once you were in, and clear of the pipe, you could breathe again. Trevor started to sneak up on a guard, whom he ended up just sneaking by with you when he found out he was asleep. Trevor gave a cunning chuckle.

It was pretty cold here. You pulled your hood up in order to shelter your face from the wind, and people. Some of the priests that resided here had tried to hunt you a few times. Obviously they had failed, but you were still a little cautious with priests since then.

Seeing all the impoverished and dead people made your stomach churn. In one hand you felt bad for them however in the other...... "You know I do feel bad for these people, but I also think that had it coming. I mean, they didn't have much to do with the death of Dracula's wife, but at some point you just deserve to die for being stupid fucks. I mean, did they really think the man who burst out of the fire was bluffing?" You explained your thought process to the man who probably didn't care. Though, you saw Trevor glance at you in agreement.