Castlvania: Symphony of Blood (Male Belmont Reader X Bloodborne)

Chapter 3: The Hunter.

Anxiety and Dread began to fill (Y/N) as they descended the various ladders down into the sewers.

The mixture of rotting corpses, blood and sewage was nauseating to say the least.

As (Y/N) looked around he could only feel sorrow as the two began walking through the carnage.

He could only think about how bad the situation already was, this carnage had only been heard of once before... and if it was already this bad then what would happen if they actually managed to resurrect Dracula?

It was not something he could allow, he would not let this city fall any lower than it already had.

If he did... how would he ever be able to face them?

Yuria: hold on...

A hand motioning him to stop snaps him back to reality as they look around.

Yuria: do you hear that?

(Y/N): hear what?

Silence filled the air as (Y/N) tried to hear what she was talking about... then it clicked.

Heavy, animalistic breathing was echoing out of a tunnel ahead of them.

(Y/N): another beast?

Yuria: not like what we've seen, this one sounds... different.

(Y/N): well, we should be cautious, maybe avoid the fight if we could for now.

Yuria: yeah... that might be for the best.

Carefully the two look around, being careful to not alert whatever is in the tunnel.

Yuria: (Y/N), over here, there's a ladder we can use to climb back up.

(Y/N): alright, let's get up there then... might be safer up there.

As they climbed the ladder the only sound that echoed through (Y/N)'s mind as the screams of that horrid beast they killed.

It was nothing like he had seen, but there was an air of familiarity to it.

Like he had fought something similar once before... but he couldn't place it.

Where had he seen that beast before?

Yuria: (Y/N)... be very cautious once you get up here.

(Y/N): why? What's going on-

As he carefully climbed to the top he saw the sight that had Yuria readying her weapons.

A bridge filled with those beast-men and a giant standing next to a big wicker ball.

(Y/N): well... that's certainly a no go-

Yuria: not necessarily.

(Y/N): you have a plan?

Yuria: do you think that you could launch something using your whip?

(Y/N): I believe so, why?

She reaches into her coat and produces a Molotov Cocktail while looking at (Y/N).

(Y/N): you want me to ignite the wicker ball?

Yuria: preferably.

A small sigh escapes from (Y/N) as he looks at the target.

(Y/N): no promises... but I'll see what I can do.

After a few moments of studying the surrounding area (Y/N) took a stance and motioned for Yuria to toss the bottle up in the air.