Ever since the death of his mother Julia, Richter Belmont swore he'd take his revenge against the vampire who killed her. Only, things don't really go as planned. After being confronted by Olrox in the dungeons, Richter flees in pure fear. Olrox chases him, not to kill the young Belmont, but out of pity. Olrox never falls in love with Mizrak, instead setting his emerald eyes on poor Richter. Wary at first, Richter lashes out and tries to avoid Olrox while on the run. But the Belmont soon realizes the Aztec Vampire is just as lonely as he is. (Fair warning, this story will have a sex scene at the end. I will mark it accordingly on the title of the chapter.)

(Olrox adopts Richter Alternate Universe) Wandering aimlessly throughout Massachusetts a year after the death of his loved one, Olrox doesn't see the point in carrying on. Suddenly stirred to action by the wails of an infant in one of the back alleys, the Aztec Vampire finds the sole remaining Belmont wailing next to the corpse of his mother. Oddly not wanting the child to die, Olrox takes the baby boy and flees the city with him. Making it back to the safety of Teotihuacan in Mexico, Olrox keeps the boy safe in his domain. He struggles, he has never raised a child before, let alone a human one who can set things on fire or freezes the air around him. Knowing the boy is special, Olrox vows to raise him as best as he can, even at the cost of being ostracized by the other vampires. With the help from the four sons of Ometeotl, Olrox tries his best to raise the boy. The four Tēzcatlipōcas will be seen as older brothers or other father figures to Belmont as he ages. (Note: this story will be pretty lighthearted and funny at times. Ever since writing Little Boy Belmont, I've been having fun playing with the brotherly dynamic Tēzcatlipōca, Quetzalcoatl, Xipe Totec, and Huitzilopochtli have. Either way, this is going to be madness.)

(Fair warning: this story will contain emotional and mental manipulation. Richter also suffers from heavy Stockholm Syndrome.) Richter Belmont's memory is fractured. It's has been ever since he stared into those hypnotic emerald eyes. His mother had been murdered right in front of him as a child, yet he feels no malice towards the vampire that did it. Not anymore, at least. Kept prisoner (or a permanent guest, he can't tell which), Richter aimlessly wanders the halls of Olrox's mansion like a ghost, blue eyes glazed over from years of confinement. He doesn't remember what his mother looks like, he doesn't even recall his own age. But he sees how Olrox looks at him: calm, some vague sense of satisfaction, perhaps even a bit of lust. Marked and bonded to the Aztec vampire, Richter prays for any other form of company. Olrox keeps Richter confined in his mansion, locks Richter in his room if he misbehaves. Belmont has everything he could possibly want, more clothing than he could ever wear, an endless supply of food, jewelry, shiny little trinkets. But he's still metaphorically in a cage. He can't go outside, he hasn't seen the sunlight in years. (This is mainly a Richter x Olrox fanfic, but will have small hits of Edouard x Richter sprinkled in.)

Run away at the first sign of danger. That's what Richter Belmont's mind screams at him when he sees the man that's haunted his nightmares. But he can't move. Olrox holds his hand out, offering Richter a choice, join him, or flee in terror. Instead of fleeing, Richter grabs Olrox's hand, changing the course of their lives. Both Vampire and Hunter run away together, away from everything they know and love. Conflicted at his emotions, Richter clings to the vampire that's frightened him since he was a child. But now he's surprised to be in Olrox's warm embrace.