[SCN: at the entrance to a large castle, in the middle of a mountain forest range. viola, a golden-haired woman with a bandaged up eyepatch approaches, a shadowy orb perched atop her shoulder, as a large maiden, hidden under a robe and bundles of white hair, is not too far behind]

Maiden:
So, this is Dracula’s castle, then.

Viola:
Looks like it.
You sure I have to do this?

Viola Sigrun Vinter

Age: 28

Height: 159cm

Maiden:
You, of all people,
are not granted the privilege of a choice.
…Besides, I’m still woozy.

Viola:
I said I was sorry!

Maiden:
Apologies will not make wounds heal any faster, you little—

(CRASHHHHHH)

Ciliary:
!!!

[Ciliary, the shadowy blob in question, starts hopping around in a panic as the castle starts to shift]

Viola:
What the hell!?

Maiden:
The castle’s growing in strength as we speak.
That’s not a good sign.

Viola:
Dracula’s castle can do that? How!?

Maiden:
That’s a very good question.
Perhaps if you bother to enter, you’d find out.

Viola:
Guh… fine.

Dracula’s Castle

Entrance

[viola breaks into the entrance, going through skeletons in the courtyard, until getting into a lobby whose contents is still ever so slightly moving away…]

Viola:
This place is still shifting now.
Kind of unsettling to look at.

Maiden:
An equivalent exchange host still feels fear?
Odd one, aren’t you.

???:
Hiyah!!!

Viola:
!?

[reveal another man ahead of them, an old musclefreak in tights and a leather jacket, wielding a whip, having just defeated a behemoth]

???:
Good lord, these beasts truly are as powerful as they say.
I must remain on my guard—
Eh? Other humans are here?
You fools, do you realize where you are?
This is Dracula’s castle!

Maiden:
We’re aware, thank you very much.

???:
Then why would you—
Hold.
I smell the blood of an inhuman beast.

Viola:
Huh? Why’s your eyes on me?

[the old man inches closer, focused on Ciliary]

???:
Demon woman…

Viola:
Oh.
W-wait, okay, uh, I can explain—

???:
SILENCE! How dare you bring a civillian into danger like this!
Never fear, tall maiden, I shall deal with this posthaste!
VAMPIRE KILLER, SHOW YOUR POWER!

Wielder of the Vampire Killer

???

[a tutorial fight, viola uses the powers of ciliary, her familiar, to defeat the man. upon defeat:]

???:
Ghh!!
No, I mustn’t die yet.
The legacy of the Belmonts depend on this whip!
You, demon woman! We shall meet again!

[a smokebomb sets off, and the man disappears by the time it dissipates]

Viola:
That guy has the legendary Vampire Killer!?
Who even let him have it?

Maiden:
That must have been Quincy Morris.
He’s as dramatic as word of mouth described him, I see.

Viola:
H-hang on, don’t act so casual!
You know he was smelling your blood!

Maiden:
And whose fault is it that I am bleeding, precisely?

Six Hours Earlier

[SCN: fade into the outside of a quaint cabin home, wherein the maiden can be seen, staring off into the distance, with viola.]

Maiden:

(rustle rustle)

Maiden:

I can hear you.

Viola:
Tch. Cocky.

Maiden:
No, not cocky.
Simply used to the skittering of assassins.

Voila:
So, you know why I’m here?

Maiden:
How much are they paying you?

Viola:
…What?

Maiden:
If you answer correctly, I will die willingly by your blade.
Tell me.

Viola:

Twenty.

Maiden:
Dollars?

Viola:
That’s correct.

Maiden:
And you know who I am?

Viola:
A dhampir.
According to the locals, you’re the cause for dozens of women disappearing.

Maiden:
Do you believe them?

Viola:
Not my job to care.
You could be a saint for all I know,
but they see you existing as a threat to them.

Maiden:

Viola:
Am I wrong?

Maiden:
I’ve only ever had one request for those who want my head.
I will allow myself to be killed, if the one who kills me is paid well.
I only wish for someone to benefit from my death,
and yet, they only gave you a pittance for me?

Viola:
Is that a problem!? Don’t judge me!

Maiden:
You must not be given many jobs with good pay,
if you were willing to take this up.
I will warn you now…

[with lightning speed, the maiden turns around and attacks the assassin with a fire spell, putting the two at a distance away from each other, before dropping the hood, to reveal wavy, silver hair and an androgynous face]

Maiden:
This will be a struggle.

Beast Slayer By Trade

Viola Sigrun Vinter

[the tutorial fight for the maiden, they can use great mobility through their magic, alongside a very normal weapon for an old grandma-type to wield in the form of a heavy medieval chain mace. upon defeat:]

Maiden:
Are you done yet, assassin?

Viola:

Maiden:
Unlike the stories your stingy employers give,
I’m actually quite generous.
Run away now, and I’ll act as if you—

[with a sudden SLASH, viola’s familiar takes belmont in the back with a wooden stake]

Maiden:
Gh—

Viola:
Heheheh.
It’s not good to keep your guard down around an alchemist’s familiar.

Maiden:
This weapon…
Why do you have this?

Viola:
I always make sure to follow my client’s orders.
Now, I’ll be taking care of you—

[the wooden stake… leaves the maiden’s body, and begins to float in the air]

Maiden:
You fool!
Do you not realize what they had given you!?

Viola:
What!? That was just some fancy stake!

[with a blinding flash, the stake suddenly shoots up into the sky, leaving behind a red pillar of light]

Maiden:
No, no no no no no…

[RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE]

[pan up… to reveal a massive castle, appearing in the distance]

Maiden:
Dracula’s castle…
lives once more.

[SCN: back in the present, where the maiden and viola are still in the lobby]

Viola:
So I have to do this.

Maiden:
Correct.

Viola:
There’s a man who clearly knows what to do, here.
Can’t I just let him?

Maiden:
You know what? Sure, you can leave.
And then, when Dracula has razed all the land,
and you live within the very apocalypse itself,
I’m sure you’ll feel very guilt-free about it, won’t you.

Viola:
Gaaaah, fine!
Who the hell even are you, anyway? Why do you know all this?

Maiden:
The latter question requires an explanation we don’t have time for, unfortunately.
As for the former, I suppose Belmont will do.

Viola:
Belmont? Like the vampire hunting clan?
You’re not seriously getting me to believe a dhampir would be one of them.

“Belmont”:
I will not be giving you another name, woman.
Speak with that, or speak with discrimination.

“Belmont”

Age: ???

Height: 182cm

(207cm when stood up straight)

Viola:
Sheesh. Alright then, “Belmont”,
are you going to help, or not?

“Belmont”:
Hmph.
One moment, then.

[“belmont” goes up to the defeated behemoth… and starts taking blood from it]

Viola:
So you really are a bloodsucker.
You do this often?

“Belmont”:
Not… without a great of nausea involved, no.
[sigh] I suppose I feel fit to fight, at least.
Let’s get going, then.