The walk back towards the bridge was a silent one as (Y/N) looked around at all the death and carnage surrounding him, the only other sounds being that of the occasional mad laugh from inside a building or the sounds of various fires crackling off in the distance.
Had this been a normal experience for this city or was it something much more intense this time around?
He couldn't say for certain as he rested the whip on his hip and began moving forward through the blood soaked streets, looking for any signs of the little girl Yuria was talking about.
Each house or window seemed either lifeless or driven mad though...
Just when all hope was lost he heard the sound of a little girl humming to herself in the distance.
A spark lit in him, quickly running over to the window and knocking on it.
(Y/N): hello! Is anyone in there?
???: who...are you? I don't recognize your voice ...or that smell. You're not a hunter, are you?
(Y/N): I'm afraid not... I am friends with someone you may know though, her name is Yuria, and she stopped by earlier and agreed to help you find your mother.
???: miss hunter? She's still alive?
(Y/N): yes she is, and we can go see her again-
???: what about my mum? D-Did you find her?
A pit grows in his stomach as she says this, (Y/N) knows he can't lie to her... after all she has a right to know.
(Y/N): yes... we did, I'm sorry to say this but... she- she was murdered, we were only able to retrieve her brooch.
He carefully slides the brooch through the one open slot on the window, for a moment he can hear the girl crying as the reality begins to set in.
A pain he knew all too well, memories of Alucard coming to his house... carrying only the vampire killer whip and his mother's blue cloak.
Quietly (Y/N) sat underneath the window.
???: ...Mummy...Mummy... please don't leave me alone....
Painful memories of (Y/N)'s past began to rise up as he leaned back against the brick underneath the window, just watching the moon slowly rise off in the distance.
(Y/N): ...what was her name?
???: h-huh?
(Y/N): what was your mother's name?
???: ...Viola.
(Y/N): that's a lovely name... my mother's name was Sypha...
???: ...that's a pretty name.
He could hear the girl shifting closer to the window.
(Y/N): it was... a pretty name for a pretty woman, excellent mage as well...
???: w-what happened to her?
(Y/N): ...same thing that happened here, I was left at home while my parents went out on a dangerous night... the only one who came home that night was a man I'd only met twice before.
???: s-so you lost your mummy also?
(Y/N): and my father as well... I know it hurts losing a loved one, but that pain is something we grow with, it will help us in the future.
???: ...what about when it really hurts?
(Y/N): in those moments? It's better to stick with people you can trust or want to help you.
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Castlvania: Symphony of Blood (Male Belmont Reader X Bloodborne)
FanfictionA city plagued by unsightly beasts and creatures of the night. Signs of a long dormant evil on the verge of being awoken. On the night of the hunt one wild card has been played that brings in two new players. (Y/N) Belmont and Alucard.