Yamadel The Lost Pillar Man (OC x Castlevania x bloodborne) [BEING REWRITTEN]

Bump In The Road[REWRITTEN]

"Who am I looking for when I get in that castle?" Yamadel asks Buefangs as they walk toward Dracula's castle. Bluefangs thinks to himself, "The forgemaster has white hair. He has soft blues eyes, average height, and he always carries a hammer with him." Bluefangs explains "He sounds disappointingly normal is there anything else?" Yamadel asks dismissively. Bluefangs chuckled  "Well..." he begins but finds himself hesitating. A whole second passes before Yamadel coughs giving him an impatient look. "He is also... human, Yamadel." Yamadel stops and for the first time, he looked surprised "Really?!" he exclaims "A human? In an army of vampires? Are you-damn... Really?!" Yamadel was so lost for words he began to repeat himself. It disturbed Bluefangs greatly. Of all the reactions he could have expected 'genuine surprise' was not one of them. "Y-yes he is human. I can sense where he is in the castle. So I'll tell you his general location before we enter." Bluefangs said quickly getting back to business and continuing towards the castle.

 When they reached the castle it seemed far more imposing. The hairs on Yamadels neck stood at attention when he realized he couldn't hear a single thing behind Castlevania's walls 'Soundproofed. So Dracula expects supernatural adversaries as well as humans. That could be a problem.' he thought before he took a deep breath and began his ascent with Bluefangs. They reached the opening with relative ease despite its elevation. It was just big enough that Yamadel only had to tilt his head to the side to fit. From there it was a cacophony of turns, straights, steep falls, and high climbs. It seemed more like a maze than a castle, but despite this Bluefangs navigated the passages ways with ease. A minute passed and all of a sudden Bluefangs comes to a stop "Right up ahead is the exit, it will spit us out in the underbelly of the castle. The forgemasters workshop is down here and he should be... shit..." Bluefangs stopped abruptly feeling a lump swell in his throat that he forcefully gulped down "What?" Yamadel asked with a nervous look in his eye. As if they had been caught already. He looked as still as a statue "...I... Took a wrong turn." To say that Yamadel was angry would be an understatement "WHA-" he nearly yelled but was interrupted with abrupt shushing by Bluefangs "...Where. Are. We." Our big unfriendly giant whispered, "Right above..." Bluefangs began while hesitation gripped his throat like a snake but despite the overwhelming amount of pressure, he managed to continue "...The main hall."  The moment the words registered in yamadel's mind he wanted to smash Bluefangs against the wall, he wanted to pound his face into the ground so far and so hard that the blue-tongued mutt sprouted leaves!! He wanted to feed him his intestines!!! He wanted to make sure he would regret every choice, thought, and move that led him to Yamadel but...  "Okay." Was the extent of his rage as he gently placed his hand on the cold stone they stood on. Which left Bluefangs reeling. For a split second after he told Yamadel where they were he could swear he saw death staring back at him and admittingly fully expected that to follow. Instead, he saw Yamadel kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed. "50 soldiers, 6 nobles, and 2 humans," Yamadel said suddenly opening his eyes. "I'll wait here for the gathering to disperse so I can get the human when they're alone, once it's in my possession I will go 2 miles due west of the castle. Be there." Bluefangs couldn't even begin to question how or why he knew any of that. The only thing he could do was listen to Yamadels commanding voice as he feared if he didn't follow it to the letter he would not live to see another night. "Yes, Lord Moon..." Bluefangs left without so much as a sound.

Dracula heard what was about to happen even in the weakened state he was in he could still hear what was right above his head. His generals however did not. After his departure, some began to chat among themselves while others promptly left to do whatever it is they do in their free time. The intruder, curiously, did not follow. It didn't matter whatever they were here for would lead back to Dracula. It always did. It seemed that no matter what, he just couldn't be left alone. The curse of power as it were. He nearly walked past his study he was so lost in his thoughts. As he enters he realizes he can no longer hear the intruders. He hopes that they realized their transgression and left but he knows they have not. Probably lurking around somewhere.