~~~~~~ Sweet Revenge ~~~~~~
 Chapter 1: Abduction
  The year is 1858. The place is what is known to man as "Transylvania." 
Peace and prosperity has been something the people of Wallachia have loved 
and become accustomed to. Nothing can possibly go wrong now, right? Wrong. 
The scene picks up in a large house. Its 12 midnight and everyone in the town 
are sleeping. On the bed lie Reinhardt and Rosa. Husband and wife. Both 
immune to the outside world. Reinhardt suddenly starts to swing his head left 
to right in slow manner as though he's having a nightmare. Indeed a nightmare 
is occurring and eating away Reinhardt's brain. Inside that very nightmare, 
Reinhardt hears the tune of a familiar instrument being played. The tune 
appears to be a violin. It grows louder and louder, racing across Reinhardt's 
brain. He's trying and trying, but the music just wont stop. Reinhardt utters 
a loud and harsh scream as he climb's out of bed. He ride's his hand across 
his head and the sweat thwarts out. That disturbing tune is finally out of 
his mind. Reinhardt then nod's his head as Rosa is still sleeping even after 
that screech. He goes back to lying down hoping nothing will happen again. 
After five minutes of heavy thoughts he decides that he can't sleep. 
Reinhardt climb's out of his bed with distraught written all over his face 
and open's the curtains to take a look outside. He looks at the moon and then 
looks at the streets. The road is filled with clearness. Not a soul around. 
Reinhardt begins to think about the past and his battle with the evil 
Dracula. He puts his head down for a minute, then looks back out. Knowing the 
night isn't going to pass away like this, he goes back to bed. 

In another part of town Carrie Fernandaz, another warrior who had risked her 
life battling the devil, had the same experience. The same dream, at the same 
time of night and the same kind of tune. Only she was on a carriage coming 
home after a late night show. She woke up from the nightmare flinching a bit. 
An old guy was riding the carriage questioned "What's the matter, something 
happen?" 

"Oh no, just had a bad nightmare." Carrie responded. 

"What was it about?" The old man spoke with an eye of suspicion.

"I don't remember." Carrie lied. She actually didn't want other people to 
know her business. Very private person was Carrie Fernandaz. When she had 
problems at a very young age, she would never seek for any help from her 
mother or father. But what she heard in her dreams was something all to 
familiar. It signaled the future to be filled with evil again. Carrie did not 
know whether she was over reacting or if it was true. Whatever it was though, 
she was sure she didn't like it. She took out her book and started doing her 
homework. Even though Carrie tried concentrating on her homework, her brain 
was playing the same tune the violin played in her nightmare. After 15 
minutes of finishing only a paragraph she realized she couldn't concentrate 
and put it away. Nice timing because her station had arrived and Carrie 
grabbed her backpack and left the carriage. 12 o' clock midnight. Carrie 
started walking home. Something made her look at the moon. Some inner feeling 
as it seems. She satisfied that inner feeling and looked up at the moon, as 
it was shining silver. Carrie sighed and trailed home.

In a farther part of town, another warrior Cornell who previously had the 
power to become wholly a wolf, had lost track of Ada who was running in a 
forest, as to play games with him. The forest was full of trees. Barely 
giving space to walk, much less run. Cornell was playfully calling her name, 
as Ada was laughing while running. At last Cornell was out of breath, and 
unable to find his soul mate. Cornell started walking around the forest 
calling her name out. 

"Ada, you won and I lost, Come out now. Ada where are you?" At this point a 
bit of frustrations had been caught on to Cornell." I am getting over patient 
now Ada, the games are over." All Cornell could hear is the wind. Suddenly it 
started to rain as Cornell began to get worried. Where could his love 
possibly go? He began racing across the forest to find Ada, but to no avail. 
Then Cornell saw something on the ground. It was a letter. What could it say? 
Cornell quickly picked it up. He read it as it said,

"Cornell, by the time your reading this your little girlfriend must have 
already been abducted. Don't bother looking because there will be no avail to 
your search, mere mortal. You no longer posses the power of a wolf Cornell. 
You didn't think this was going to end this way did you? You thought you 
killed me.....Your best friend. But the fact is Cornell that I am as alive as 
ever. I have come to seek revenge. Sweet revenge. This time I will obtain it. 
As for your love of life Ada, She will become the next sacrifice to bring the 
almighty Dracula to life. This time you wont have time to save her Cornell 
because the ritual will be under progress in a few days. Knowing you, you ll 
probably try to save her, But this time I have come prepared. Well, prepared. 
Big plans are made for you Cornell. Oh and don't worry, Because they will 
succeed. See you.........In hell."
                                                                              
            Ortega.

Cornell's rage couldn't contain him. His face had become red with hatred and 
he couldn't believe his old friend had abducted Ada. Cornell was also shocked 
of the fact that Ortega was still alive. Cornell let out a cry 
"AAAAAADDDDAAAA." Cornell had to go through the same journey for the same 
reason as he did before. This time it would be harder though as Cornell had 
lost his wolf power. But he still had his skill........

Chapter 2: Invasion

One day later of the abduction, Reinhardt was practicing his whip on a number 
of thing's. He had become a great hunter in his own right. It was 6:30 and 
Reinhardt decided to go for a walk. He usually liked places with very few 
people on the road. It was his daily routine. The sidewalk had shops to the 
right as Reinhardt was checking them out. There were food, clothes, and other 
kind of shops that contained those products. Reinhardt was walking, when 
something had caught the corner of his sharp eyes. In a dark place, much like 
an alley, some living Skeletons were beating on a man! In total there were 3 
of them. The skeletons were using their own bones as a primary weapon. The 
guy they were beating on seemed minutes away to losing his life. Glasses were 
broken, looking like they were shattered over the mans cranium. The skeletons 
were actually yelling. Upon seeing this, Reinhardt quickly made his move 
sneaking up on the undead, He quickly cracked his whip as the skeletons 
turned around. Reinhardt slashed one with the whip, while kicking the other 
into the wall. Both were obliterated in seconds. The third tried swinging a 
bone at Reinhardt, quickly seeing that, he dodged the bone, tripped the 
skeleton with his leg and laid the finishing touches with a smack by the 
whip. The Skeletons head came crunching off but was still fighting. Reinhardt 
then cracked his whip and hit the skeleton once more. It still moved. 
Reinhardt then sealed its fate with a quick swipe to the abdomen with his 
sharp sword. All three skeletons were on the ground lifeless as they should 
have been. Reinhardt looked down at the helpless person. It wasn't to late. 
Reinhardt picked the person up and was headed to the hospital. A woman who 
had passed by watched all this in horror and fainted.

After 3 long hours Rosa had started to worry about Reinhardt's well being. He 
was never late. Much less 3 hours? No call came. After a few minutes of 
patience Reinhardt had arrived. Rosa began asking those annoying questions 
any wife would to a husband, if he's come 3 hours late of the time he was 
supposed to be present.

"Where were you all this time?" Rosa began.

"Bad news has arrived Rosa. I couldn't believe what I saw. The bad spirits 
have arrived once again" Reinhardt gave a sigh.

"What are you saying?" Rosa asked in disbelief.

"Its the truth. I just saved this human from a vicious beating at the hands 
of skeletons. I am afraid the thing I dreaded the most is bound to happen. 
Rosa. Oh my dear Rosa."

"You are not saying that Dracula Vlad Tepes will be back. Are you?" Rosa 
insinuated. She already knew what Reinhardt's answer was going to be.

"I do not know. But what I do know is that whatever is happening, is for a 
reason." Reinhardt finally ended.

Carrie is walking home as she always comes home late. Its become a style for 
her. She coming home late night after her job. The job of mastering her 
physical attributes in a private place. She walked right up to her doorsteps, 
and put the key in. Before she entered she made sure the lights were off from 
the inside. Carrie would always leave the light off to make sure no one was 
there to harm her. She finally stepped into her beautiful house. She put her 
backpack down and sighed. Carrie proceeded to jump onto her sofa after a hard 
day's work. She then laid her head back and started to rest. Carrie was proud 
of herself. As she was watching she heard the sound of a glass breaking. 
Carrie flipped out of herself! She started to walk to the kitchen, then she 
stopped......Suspecting it was a trap by some burglar she started to 
concentrate and a green orb started forming in her hand. It had powers of 
that unknown. She started to walk into the kitchen. Carrie quickly glanced in 
the kitchen and ready to fire the green powered orb. To her surprise no one 
was there. She started walking into the core of the kitchen, when she saw a 
shadow on the floor. It was from the ceiling, Quickly Carrie looked up and it 
was a small green hunchback! She tried to throw her orb right into it but it 
was to fast, it leaped onto Carrie taking her down. Carrie slowly got up as 
the hunchback's face was filled with intensity and hatred, it lunged forward 
Carrie with its sharp claws like that of a bear but Carrie released the 
energy of the orb right into the green monster. It fell like a sack of 
potatoes and start rolling around in pain. Carrie then said "Time to go back 
to hell," As she took of her rings and sliced the hunchback from left to 
right. SCHOOK WOOK WUTCH. The sounds vibrated. Once she was done, there it 
lied with black blood spilled all over the floor and Carrie's shirt. She 
started speaking to herself, saying "What's the hunchback of noter dam doing 
here? Spoiled my dress." In front of her eyes the green hunchback disappeared 
but the blood remained.

Cornell had brought all items to do battle with in his possession. This time 
Dracula and his minions have done it, he thought. Not only did Cornell want 
Ada to not be sacrificed but he also did not want Dracula to be resurrected. 
Unfortunately Dracula and his minions had other plans. For what was bound to 
happen was going to ruin his whole life.

Chapter 3: Unearthly Sacrifice

 Just a day after Cornell read that letter. There stood Death, along with 
Ortega and Elizabeth Bartley. Each surrounded with candle lights. Take a look 
at Ortega and you will know he's a changed man. A completely changed "thing" 
in fact. Elizabeth was looking as gloomy as ever. Her eyes looked that of a 
wild beast. And Death. Well, Death looked like death. The mere sight of this 
thing was enough to put every fear of life into a person.  A nicely built 
table was set a few feet near a brown binged coffin. A red cloth was rolled 
over it and the book named "Necronomicon" was laying. The book of the dead. 
The place had walls with pictures of the dead around. It surrounded the area 
and a red carpet rolled right up to the 3 steps, upon which the coffin lay in 
a platform. On the coffin was Ada. Unconscious. It seemed as Ortega had been 
lying when he said that "the ritual will begin in a few days." Because the 
ritual was already beginning now. Death began pronouncing words and came up 
to Ada who was lying there helpless. "Let this new body give a soul to the 
sleeping devil in the coffin." Just as about the scythe Death was holding was 
about to come down on Ada's neck. The door slapped open and out of nowhere a 
gunman appeared. Rather a "knight in shining armor." He had a gun in hand and 
was well prepared. This brave individuals name is Henry. A boy that Cornell 
had saved from the evil spirits in the castle once. Henry grew up to become a 
knight and served purpose to a church. He once entered Count Dracula's 
haunted castle and rescued 7 children. And now he was face to face with the 
personification of evil. 

"Let her go, brutes!" Henry demanded as he walked forward with courage and no 
fear whatsoever. "You will not hurt that girl!"

"Which fool dares to upset the ritual time?" Death said throwing the scythe 
into his other skeletal hand. Inside those eye holes of death grew a slight 
fire. 

"I m Henry. One of the few that could have died in Dracula's castle had it 
not been for Cornell. He saved my life, and now I have come to save his 
damsel in distress."

"HAHAHA! Is that right?" Ortega spoke. With hate running through his eyes. 
"Cornell isn't half of what he was young fool. Since your the one he saved, I 
will seek great pleasure in ripping your heart out and sending it back to 
Cornell as to prove what he will become!"

Ortega was burning in rage and jealousy. Not once had he beat Cornell. But 
here came his other friend Henry wanting to ruin Ortega's plan of facing 
Cornell one last time. With that Ortega rushed forward as his face began to 
change into a lion. He lunged forward with mighty speed. Speed that Henry did 
not expect. Ortega plummeted onto Henry taking him down. Ortega tried 
slashing him with his hands which had become claws, but Henry through Ortega 
off. Both of them stood up, Henry sparked a bullet into Ortegas shoulder. 
Ortega writhed in pain but kept coming trying to slash Henry. Henry back 
jumped and quickly shot another bullet into Ortegas ribs. That didn't hurt 
Ortega as much as anger him. Ortega then did a flip and landed behind Henry, 
the minute Henry turned around, Ortega slapped the gun recklessly away from 
his hand and slashed the armor on his body. Had the armor not been there 
Henry might have been as good as dead. Henry then had something in his hand, 
it appeared to be a knife. In one swift moment Henry threw his knife right at 
Ortega's face. Ortega quickly caught the knife right before it hit his face. 
Henry was surprised and trying to catch his breath. Henry then took out a 
sharp sword and sliced Ortega's injured shoulder. Elizabeth and Death had 
seen enough. Henry tried swinging again but Ortega grabbed the sword with his 
mere hands and kicked it out of harms way. Ortega then took Henry and threw 
him 5 feet away. Ortega smelled prey. He quickly took his bow and 3 arrows, 
and before Henry knew it both his legs were plagued with bows. Crawling Henry 
tried grabbing his gun, but Ortega had crushed it by eating it. Then in an 
act of cold heartiness Ortega leaped upon Henry and started clawing him. In 
under 2 minutes Henry was a mess. Henry was still moving. That soon became 
irrelevant when Ortega stomped the life out of the young warrior. Henry soon 
became unconscious.

"Who in the devils name is the fool?" said Bartley "The ritual must be done 
as quickly as possible!" Bartley flared and showed her huge fangs. 

"Oh cherish these days!!We've acquired another sacrifice. Count Dracula will 
have power. Power that is uncanny" Death exclaimed "I must thank you Ortega. 
Pick this foolish human and place him on the coffin of the end of the world 
at once!"

"No, I did this for personal benefit." Ortega screamed in his lion-type 
voice. He then took his tongue and rubbed it across his mouth. Cold hearted 
to say the very least.

"Let the ritual proceed" all said at once. With that Ortega took Henry's 
prone body, picked it up and put it on the coffin. They all took their places 
as both Henry and Ada were side by side. Death began reading and saying words 
from the book. As Death proceeded with the ceremony, evil spirits were 
gathered up from the power of the book. Then Death flew right up to the 
coffin. He took his scythe put it in the air, said words, and brought the 
scythe down on both of their necks. The aftermath was unbelievable. Both Ada 
and Henry's heads were separated from their bodies. And their bodies sank 
into the coffin and disappeared. Unbelievable. Two people Cornell had saved 
once were both finished in rather seconds. A black day in Transylvania. Death 
grinned ."The ritual is a success. In minutes our master will be here. We 
welcome you Dracula Vlad Tepes. We welcome you back home.........." Silence 
was in the air. Then, the coffin started making sounds. Electricity was 
running all over it. The top was rumbling and the whole place was shaking. As 
the coffin's top was rumbling you could see a certain bright light. Then the 
top spat off as the white light had finally released. Mist was wavering 
around here and there in the coffin and finally everything was back to 
normal. 

Elizabeth said "He's not there. What's happening? Well, someone tell me 
what's happening?!?!?!" 

Death laughed "HAHAHA. The pain and suffering as begun my vampiric friend! 
Dracula has already started reeking havoc on Transylvania. He is somewhere 
out there now." 

Meanwhile Reinhardt Schneider was again having nightmares at the same time. 
The violins music had become so much so unbearable. This time though, in a 
not so clear white light. Reinhardt could see a figure. The boy it appeared 
had blue hair along with blue eyes. He was holding a violin in his hand. He 
was wearing something that of the 19 century. It was a garb. He closed his 
eyes and began playing. After the tune was over the boy opened his eyes and 
said "Reinhardt, I'm afraid that your worst nightmare is back. Resurrection 
has occurred, my little vampire hunter. The blood red moon is shining. And 
this time, I will not fail. I will wrap the world around my finger and crush 
all to will. I am back......I am back.....oh yes, dare I say... I am 
BACK!!!!!" with that, the little boy's eyes turned blood red and he began 
playing his violin again as he faded into the white light. 

Reinhardt woke up drenched in sweat once again. The nightmare had not been a 
coincidence. He quickly got up and opened his curtains, to his horror the 
moon had changed its color. It was red from every side. The color of blood. 
Reinhardt was wondering how this all happened in such short time. What he saw 
in his dream was indeed Malus, a.k.a. Dracula. Reinhardt was indeed in shock. 
He looked down from the moon and heard a werewolf cry. He looked out on the 
streets thinking what he should do. Reinhardt new what he would ultimately 
do, but he was delaying it. For reasons unknown to him. Rosa had just gotten 
up and he did not know it. 

She put a hand on his shoulder and asked "Are you all right?" Rosa looked 
outside and quickly understood Reinhardt's silence. The moon had attracted 
her attention. At first she had had flinched, then sighed. "Oh no. He's back" 
she whispered. 

"I don't know what to do" Reinhardt said. "I have to go" he finally decided. 
"Its my duty." 

"Well, go if you must, but promise me you will be back." 

"If I can help it Rosa, I will be back." Reinhardt was a bit surprised at 
Rosa's sudden decision to let him go. Probably because she doesn't want other 
people suffering what she suffered in the past. Before Rosa could start 
packing his stuff he said "Rosa.....You don't want me to go do you." 

Rosa sighed and said "No Reinhardt but peoples lives are at stake. I've 
experienced what its like. You have to fight. You have inherited the blood of 
the Belmont's. Now you have to live up to the expectations and rid the world 
of Dracula." 

Reinhardt nodded his head as he spoke "Your right. I should be leaving by 
morning. The fate of the world is in my hands."

Carrie had the same dream. Exact time and exact dream. Couldn't have been 
coincidental Carrie understands that the call of the world is asking for 
help. She must provide it for them. The Fernandaz warrior took it upon 
herself to pick up the phone. She dialed a number. The phone rang on the 
other part. Reinhardt picked up. 

"Its time again." Carrie said.

"I know. I truthfully know." Reinhardt countered with a startled voice. He 
was surprised Carrie even called him after all this time.

"Its not even been a hundred years. This isn't going to happen. We cant let 
it."

"Well, Carrie it already has happened. I have been having bad dreams 
about.....Malus." Reinhardt said, awaiting Carries response

"What? You read my mind! Carrie squealed with astonishment. "How is this 
possible?"

"This I think is all part of Dracula's plan. I don't know how he's come back. 
But what I do know, is someone is going to have to stop him. And that someone 
is me." Reinhardt finally let out.

"I am in this with ya". Carrie finished.