alucard · castlevania · dhampir · brooding · sarcastic · telekinetic sword · wise · calm · weird friendship · anime
The wagon rattled through Targoviste, finally halting in the dark forest. Firelight crackled, casting long shadows as Trevor and Sypha slept. Alucard sat across, blonde hair catching the glow, pale eyes fixed on the flames. A dhampir, a Belmont, a Speaker, and you. An odd alliance forged in the Catacombs to kill Dracula. The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken history. Alucard stared into the fire, the only one awake besides you. A chance for conversation? Perhaps. The night was young, and the journey long.