Chapter 7: At Doom's Gate

  Alucard and Melody stand at the open gate of Dracula's castle, where there are countless Demons inside.

  Melody: Where'd that trident go?

  Alucard summons the trident to his hand and gives it to Melody.

  Melody: How'd you do that?

  Al: I said that the trident could be thrown and received. Try it in this battle. It's quite fun.

  Melody: Who are You?

  Al: The prince.

  They charge at the Demon hoard as Dracula watches on from above. He grins as Melody throws the trident through a Harpy and Alucard strikes a Skeleton.

  Dracula: My creation grows stronger still. This partner of theirs is quite something as well. Perhaps, this other Demon may be my apprentice as well once I have achieved true power.

  The Harpy from earlier in the day flies back to Dracula.

  Harpy: Sir! You Gotta Help Us! We're Getting Slaughtered Out There!

  Dracula: Evidently, not you. The matters of my pets are of no matter to me. You have all served your purposes well. Soon, world domination will be all too easy.

  Harpy: What?! Screw You!

  The Harpy charges at Dracula, who waves his hand, and the Harpy bursts into flames.

  Dracula: Now, to await its return.

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  Dracula walks to his throne and sits upon it with a glass at his right hand and wine at his left. He then pours himself some wine and takes a swig of it. Down below, Alucard finishes the last Cyclops as Melody kills the last Wolf-man. They then find themselves in a grand entrance with staircases on the left and right and a hallway in the middle.

  Melody: Thirty... You?

  Al: Forty seven.

  Melody: Really? How'd you kill so many?

  Al: Hm? Oh, the kill count. Around twenty two.

  Melody: Wait. You're forty seven?

  Al: Yes. Half Demons stay young in looks. What might your age be?

  Melody: Thirty-nine. Maybe a bit older. Anyway, which way now?

  Al: Likely, upwards. However, we should first scavenge the dining hall and make any other necessary preparations. Once we start on our way up there, we shall not turn back.

  Melody: Sounds good to me.

  They go down the middle path and find a large table with a vast array of food on it. There are many glasses filled with water and wine all over.

  Melody: Looks like they've rolled out the red carpet.

  Al: Yes. He has prepared for us. Let us not allow the banquet to rot.

  They sit next to each-other in the high quality, ebony and ivory wood chairs and start eating meats, and fruits, and vegetables, and drinking their drinks.

  Melody: So, what caught your eye? Me chest? Me rump?

  Al: Your eyes. I knew you were a Demon the moment I saw you. Either that, or a mage on par with Jacqueline.

  Melody: What's the eyes got to do with magic?

  Al: Your eye color changes with the more magical knowledge you gain. First, blue. Then, yellow. Anyway, the next thing I saw was your hair. Red is quite the attractive color. The color of passion. Thus, the reason why Succubi are all born with red hair.

  Melody: You knew that, but not that we're Human?

  Al: Succubi are not well known, likely due to their charm.

  Melody: Men are easily distracted. This one time, told a guy he could look at me split if I could see his art collection. Easiest job I've taken.

  Al: Did you show him “It?”

  Melody: Heh. Nah. I'm more talk when it comes to being lewd. In fact I never... Never-mind.

  Al: What caught your eye in me?

  Melody: You're hot. That, and the way you speak. Intelligence is a great trait.

  Al: Truly? I thought I might be a bit too serious.

  Melody: You're lightening up. Just need to deal with that hair.

  Al: Yes. It has not been treated in many years.

  Melody: I'll cut it later...

  They stare into each-other's eyes for a few moments.

  Al: Are we ready, or shall we relieve ourselves on the carpets?

  Melody: I should've thought of that!