Castlevania: Dark Reign By: Fragraham Lincon Author's note: this is the follow up to Once bitten. I tried my best to portrey all groups properly. I do admit to taking some historical liberties though. This fic is based during WW2. It's a given that certain groups of people might be offended by this.(Jewish, German, Jypsy, Member of the Nazi party, or vampire) I try to present all groups in the correct light, but if you are a member of one of these groups and are easilly offended you may want to reconsider reading any further. This fic is free of any sort of slurs, so if you are offended it is not my fault. If you are offended do not bother telling me. This would be a tremendous waste of my time and meaningless considering a little something called the 1st amendment. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The year is 1940. It has been five years since the fall of Dracula. Javert has become free of his duty to the belmont clan, and the once confused and misplaced little Carrie Fernandez has grown into a strong young woman. They now, in the fight against evil, have taken it upon themselves to intervine in the war against an even greater evil. Deep in Nazi Germany an unmarked, covered truck sputters along. In the back several people are huddled together. Carrie is looking out the back. One of the people turns to Carrie. "tell me. How did you know the Nazis were coming." Javert, who is driving, turns answers "I'll answere that. You see my familly comes from all over europe. It seems the soldiers have no problems with telling their plans to anyone they think is German. And considering that I can fake mSSt accents it was child's play" "Dad you're such a show off" Carrie giggles. Javert smiles with satisfaction. Carrie looks down at the passing road and sighs. "You know Hitler is the real problem. So long as he lives this war will never end. It all seems so hopeless. They advance and we fall back. Entire countries fall and we fall back. Races are slaughtered and still we fall back. When you think about it Dracula was nothing compared to him." "Remember Carrie, at least Hitler is a man, and a man can die." Javert points out. "But how many more must die first? These People with us. On the list for exocution just because they're Jewish. And not only them. My parents, that is, my real parents were Jypsies. Hitler has killed almSSt all of the jypsies now. I wonder if any of my familly is still alive." Javert looks to the road ahead."Carrie..." "Huh?" "Hold on we're going through a roadblock." Carrie has the passengers hide under a tarp, then hides conceals her gun. (M-9) At the roadblock the truck comes to a stop as a German soldier approaches. "There are to be no civillians leaving this area." He says. Javert responds in flawless German "We're taking supplies to the front line. The soldier moves to inspect the back. Carrie greets him. "good evening officer" she says in far less than perfect German. The soldier laughs "Ah, the peasants you old travelers pick up. I envy you old man. But seriSSly what's under the tarp." "Oh, that? Food supplies. The top leaks and we didn't want the rain to get them wet." Carrie answers. The soldier nods "That sounds alright but I have to check everyone you understand." he says as he begins to lift the tarp. Once the soldiers back is turned on her Carrie takes out her pistol and fires into the back of his skull. Javert hits the gas and the body falls out the back. Two soldiers see it and persue on motorbikes. "sorry I panicked." says Carrie to Javert. "It's alright there was nothing else you could do. Now hold on to something." Carrie switches to a light machien gun and fires at the persuers. One soldier's bike is hit and crashes. the second soldier pulls up next to the cab. Javert moves one hand from the steering wheel, takes up his revolver and shoots down the soldier. "Whew that was clSSe" says Carrie with a sigh of relief. The first soldier struggles to his feet. Seeing the truck just about to dissapear over the horrizon he draws his rifle and fires a round at the truck. Carrie is struck. She falls from the truck, hits her head and lSSes conciousness. Carrie awakes later. "so you are awake." says someone in a german accent. Carrie rubs her head. She can feel a hard cement floor under her. "Dad knock off the accent. I'm not in the mood right now." Carrie then looks up she sees a large german in black. "No, you're....Gestapo." "That's right. You were smuggleing Jews. We don't like that." Says the Gestapo "Do you think I care? You can't do that sort of thing to people." "Oh, can't I? Let me show you. You look an awful lot like a Jypsy. I don't think they would mind one more prisioner at austwitz." Back on the truck. "I hope you people apreciate this. Carrie gave her life for you." Javert says. One of the passengers speaks up. "We all greatly apreciate her sacrafice good sir. But I'll not be content to escape." "So what? Do you want to help?" "Yes if you'll have me." "Welcome aboard jackass." "Thank you. My name's Gerald." A few days later Carrie along with a number of other prisoners is led into the Austwitz concentration camp. "Welcome to Hell" says one of the gaurds laughingly. Carrie looks out on the misserable place that she is to remain in. "In line" demands the gaurd. Carrie is pushed along at gunpoint. She bumps into the person in front of her. "Hey watch where you're...oh, a girl. Odd. I thought they killed all the girls on arrival. You're quitel lucky." He says. "If I were lucky I wouldn't be here" Carrie responds. "We all have to enjoy what little blessing we have. That's what my brother Gerald the rabai always said." "So are you a rabia too?" "No me, I'm a doctor. The name's Elie" "Oh good then could you take a look at something." The gaurd yells at them "Get back in line" "later"carrie says. The line moves inside a building. "Okay leave your clothes here and take a uniform." the gaurd orders. "Do you mind" asks Carrie. "I don't think the Naziz extend such courtesy" answers Elie. Carrie does as she's ordered and joins the line with as much dignity as she can put forth. "You'll be assigned barracks. If you have any familly pair up with them now." anounces the ever present gaurd. "This is my sister" yells Elie. Later in the barracks Carrie is putting on the uniform given to her. "Just a moment before you put that on." says Elie momentarilly stopping Carrie from putting on her pants. "Is that what you wanted me to see?" asks Elie pointing out the bullet wound in Carrie's leg. "Yes that's it" Carrie answers." Elie examins the wound. "Hmm. The bullet's still in there. It mys be very painful. Why didn't you say something. You could have been sent to the infermary instead." "It seems a little hypocritical to have an infermary in a place like this. It hurts more with every step but I hold the pain in. So long as they don't know I'm injured I'm valuable as a worker." "Young lady you are much stronger than I but that still needs to come out or the wound won't heal properly." "Can you do it here?" "I could do it almSSt any where if I had the right instruments. But I don't right now. Mabey I can fashion some from things around here. It will take time so untill then try to stay off of it." "Thanks for the advise." "By the way I like to know the names of my patients." "I'm Carrie Fernandez." "Fernandez. Not a Jewish name. what are you doing here?" "I'm a jypsy. well at least I was a long time ago. I'm not really sure what I am. I think it was more for oppSSing Hitler thant anything else. My father, well adopted father, is on the outside. He's a resistance member." "resistance eh. I remember the risistance. may brother Gerald escaped with a member named Javert." "Javert Belmont?" "yes I think that was it." "that's my dad." "Then we are both very fortunate. We have familly on the outside. We have a chance of getting out." The call of "lighs out" can be heard. Throughout the barracks the sound of heavy switches resounds and darknes slowly envelopes. "Best just to go to sleep. You can't see your hand in front of your face now." Says Elie. Carrie lies down but finds it hard to sleep with the sharp pain in har leg. SHe stares into the darkness and thinks to herself. "Dad where are you? Are you thinking about me? About all that we've been through together? I can't believe it's really been five years. That long since we met. Since you freed me from Dracula's curse. And when I think about how it all started. Reinhardt what ever happened to you? How did yout life fare? What would you think of this strange new world? To think that after Dracula had died that a still greater evil would emerge. All of this is just too much." Else where Javert and Gerald are now alone in the beat up old truck. Javert lights a cigarett. "According to my brother Elie, thSSe things are bad for you." Gerald points out. "Yeah I know. Nasty habbit, but I started back before every other thing could kill you." Javert responds. Javert thinks for a moment then speaks up. "Brother you say? Where is he?" "Austwitz. When you came to rescue us he couldn't get away. Well he could have but he refused to go untill the rest of the familly had escaped. THe Nazis cought him and I''m sure Austwitz is where they sent him. That's where they send anyone who resists. To make an example of them." "then We're going there." "What? That's suicide!" "You don't have to come." "I said it was suicide. I didn't say I wasn't coming." "Wow, you really are a jackass. Stupid as one anyway. Mabey I am too. You'd have to be to do something this crazy." Javert takes a deep drag on his cigaret, then throws the butt out the window. --------------------------------End of part 1---------------------------------------------------- Like I said by reading this you took the risk of being offended. No on made you read it. But as you can see I prefer people of different ethnicities simply as people with their ethnicity as one trait that they pSSses and do not define them by that role alone. While I'm at it I want to clear up a few other points. Yes the stuff about Jypsies is all true. In fact under Nazi rule almSSt all of the Jypsies in eastern europe were wiped out. Austwitz was real. There was a prissoner named Elie (Weisel)(I hope I spelled that right) who later wrote a book about his experience entitled "Night". I personally soved the book. The characte Elie in this fic is just the name and does not in any way reflect the real person. There have been some questions about Javert's name. It is of French origion. The "t" is silent. No Javert is not French himself. He is multinational. He's been moving mSSt of his life and his exact birthplace is unknown. If you can't figure out why Carrie is in 1940 Germany when her origions are 1850s Transylvania then you should go back and read Once Bitten. that's all. If you have any worthwhile comments my Email is fragraham@mail.com