The dank and musty church cellar swirled with disturbed dust as the door 
slowly creaked open.  A decrepit old priest walked slowly down the stairs, 
follow by a man cloaked in shadows.  They walked solemnly to the bottom of the 
cellar, walking along the mildew covered stone wall to the end of the cellar.  
There the priest reached forward and pulled down on a lantern.  The wall opened 
into a secret passage way, which the two quickly entered.

	As they entered, their eyes were treated to a storeroom of holy items.  
The Lost Ark, Holy whips, Noah's Ark, Moses' socks, the holy grail, all such 
items of holy stature could be found here.  The priest walked over to a stack 
marked "Vampire Hunter Holy Whips" and picked one up and broke the wax seal over 
it.  

	The man in shadows kneeled before the priest, who muttered a few catholic 
prayers as he handed the whip to the crouched man.

	"With this whip, I shall go forth with the power of my bloodline, and free 
the world from the unholy terror that is the lord of funk.."  the shadowed man 
did a handjive, "and evil, Lord Dracula."  He stood solemnly.  "Thank you, 
Father, for storing our ancestral whip here for the past 60 years."

	The priest nodded, "Nothing of it.  Now, now, take this scroll and go 
along on your quest.  I have many more ancestral weapons to hand out today you 
know."

	The man nodded.  He stood, and a bit of red hair poked out from the 
shadows.  "Thank you again Father, the world is in your debt, as am I."

	With that the man read from the ever handy teleportation scroll and 
vanished.  

	"NEXT!"  The priest bellowed.

	A strange man covered in fur stepped forward.  "I am Lion-O... LORD of the 
Thundercats.  I beseech you, please give me the fabled..."

	"Yes, yes.."  The priest made his way to a stack of swords labeled "Eyes 
of Thundara."


*****
	
	Improfanfic Possibly Presents:	
	
	Castlevania 1970:  Disco of Evil

	Chapter 7:  No Need for Belmont!  (Belmont No Muyo!)

	Castlevania 1970: DOE started by Gaijin Dan.
	This Chapter By: ColdFury

*****

	"And now we must find our way back to the pleasant land of the United 
States of America!  For on it's humble shores of freedom, bravery, and home of 
Disco, we shall find my evil father in the midst of his evil schemes to rule the 
world!"  Alucard posed dramatically as a local breeze caught his cape, giving it 
just the right amount of billowing. 

	Bob and Plaz stared at him curiously.  "Uh, how are we going to get back 
there in time Alucard?  I doubt we have enough time for international flights."  
Plaz mused.

	Bob practiced whipping street lanterns hung in the area, while Alucard 
took on a thoughtful look.

	"Of course!  We shall have to find a device of some sort, one of 
instantaneous transport!  Whether it falls from a lantern or if it comes from a 
dubious sales person from the nether realm it matters not!  Only that we find 
our destined mode of transportation and seek out my evil father, to undo the 
evil plans he at this very moment must be plotting!"

	A scroll fell out of a lantern Bob was whipping.  "Hey look at this!"  The 
young hunter picked up the scroll and unraveled it.  "Hey it's a contract..."

	With a flash of light, a gentleman in a suit appeared in a briefcase.  
"How may I be of assistance gentlemen

	Eyeing the newcomer suspiciously, Alucard drew a sword, and Bob readied 
his new chain whip.

	The gentleman held his hands in the air, "Now gentlemen, I may be a demon, 
but I'm merely the scheming kind, I assure you.  Allow me to introduce myself.. 
I am Renard."

	Bob scowled, "We don't need your kind Demon..."

	Alucard brushed a stray hair off his forehead with a patented bishounen 
swipe.  "Have heart my companion, for this is obviously a demon merchant, here 
to exchange illgotten wares for our gold."  

	"Right you are my good chap.  How can I be of service?" Renard tipped his 
hat at Alucard.

	"One scroll of teleportation to North America please."  The half-breed 
vampire stepped forward.  "One scroll thus that we might travel to that far off 
land to do battle with my--"

	"Soliloquies cost more."  Renard mindfully added while digging through his 
briefcase.

	"One scroll please."  Alucard amended.

	"Here you go, $10,000 please."

	Alucard paused, "Are you related to the Librarian by any chance?"

	"That fraud?  Hmrph, never.  If you have need of me chaps, just open the 
contract."  With that, Renard hopped into his briefcase, which simply vanished.

	Bob stared at Alucard, "Are you going to trust that demon?" 

	The heroic vampire's response was cutoff by the sounds of Plaz shrieking, 
"No!  NOT NOW!"  

	His curiosity piqued, Alucard cautiously approached his overanxious 
comrade.  "What is it that bothers you, Belnades?"

	"Fernandez.  And... it's almost moon rise!  My curse it's..."  The moon 
appeared over the horizon of Mt. Fuji, and Plaz let out a howl.  Her cloak fell 
back, purple hair billowing out of it, as her chest appeared to push forward 
against her blouse.  "Damnit."

	"What sorcery is this?"  Alucard took a step back, but not too quickly as 
to violate the laws of bishounen cool.

	"When I was younger, I tried to hunt evil witches for fun, because I have 
a mystic bloodline, blah blah blah.  One I tried to hunt, didn't find it 
amusing.  When the sun is up, I'm a man.  However, when the moon is in the sky, 
I am female."  Plaz recited solemnly.

	"What happens during a New Moon?"  Bob asked from his viewpoint of hiding 
behind Alucard.  

	"I'm a real bitch to be around then."

	"..."  Both men echoed.

	"Forgive my impertinence Belnades.."

	"Fernandez."

	"But which... gender... is truly your own?"  Alucard tilted his head in 
query.

	"Duh.  I'm a--"

	"DIE BELMONT!"

	A sharp claw swung out where Bob was standing a mere second before Alucard 
pulled the young vampire hunter back.  A young girl no older than Bob, stood 
before them.  Her hair was blonde, and her skin was more pale than Alucard.

	"No!"  Bob gasped.

	"It is obviously another incompetent minion of my father!  I shall quickly 
dispatch it!"  Alucard dove at the vampiress, only to be swatted aside by her 
aforementioned claw.

	"What trickery is this?!  No incompetent minion ever has the brains to 
deflect a blow of the main protagonist!"  Alucard's wounds were superficial to 
the amount of bewilderment he experienced. 

	As Plaz quickly helped up the Bishounen, Bob stared openmouthed.  "Sally!  
It can't be!"

	Alucard nodded sagely, "Ah!  How silly of me!  This is the prerequisite 
lost soul my father has corrupted with his vampiric ways that we shall either be 
forced to kill or she shall heroically give up her life to save us and find 
redemption.  My apologies."  He bowed curtly to the woman.

	"Accepted."  Sally nodded her head back at Alucard, then turned to Bob.  
"You knew me as Sally in school Bob, but now I go by the name.... Sally the 
vampire!"

	Bob held his whip tight in his hands, "No, Sally!  No!"

	"Yes!  Now DIE BELMONT!"

	*WHA-CRACK*

	Sally's arm erupted in flames as a whip struck her.  "Curses!  There are 
too many of you, I will find you again, and I will have the full forces of the 
Dark Priest Shaft behind me!"  Sally quickly flew off as our intrepid heroes 
examined the source of the aforementioned whip.

	Bob gasped.

	Plaz raised an eyebrow.

	Alucard tilted his head curiously.

	"Hello Bob."

	"Cousin Gerald!"

	Alucard turned to Bob, "Who is Gerald?"

	"Gerald Reinhart!  He's my cousin."

	Gerald curled his whip up, "Did you expect the Belmont women to keep their 
name after marriage?  Eventually the family branched off."

	Alucard posed thoughtfully in a sudden breeze that carried rose petals.  
"Why you both may share the blood of the Belmonts, only one Belmont at a time is 
the true vampire hunter of the age.  Bob has a holy whip Gerald, I do believe I 
must cast my lot with him."

	Gerald held his whip up, "With this whip, my great-grandfather defeated 
Dracula shortly before World War I."

	Alucard nodded sagely, "I... see."

	Bob tugged Alucard's sleeve.  "But I'm the Belmont here!  You've seen me 
whip lanterns!  I have the skills!"

	Gerald shook his head, "Still whipping lanterns?"  He flicked his whip 
several times in Plaz's direction.  Before any of the heroes could move, Plaz's 
outfit was reduced a scarcely covering leather bikini.

	"..." was all Plaz said.

	"Truly, this is a matter we must give some great thought.  Come Gerald, 
with us to North America, with both Belmont's at my side, surely we shall 
triumph over my evil father, and the fist of justice and righteousness shall 
prevail once more over this fair world that we call..."

	Gerald shook his head.  "A true hunter needs no allies.  I'm just warning 
you Bob, stay out of my way.  Oh, and see you at the reunion next month."

	Bob nodded, "Don't forget the holy water."

	"Of course not."  Gerald walked off into the shadows.

	"As impressive as his ability to dramatically insert himself into the 
story, I must reassert myself as the paragon of dramatics of this story." 
Alucard posed dramatically.  "Let us be off to North America, where we shall.."

	Bob quickly grabbed the scroll and read it.  "Yeesh."

******

Is Bob truly the Vampire Hunter of the Belmont Clan?

Is Plaz really a girl or a boy?

Doesn't a leather bikini chafe?

Will the author be shot for introducing 3 characters, only 1 1/2 from the 
Castlevania canon?  

I don't know.

*****

Author's Notes:

	Time ran short, or I woulda actually you know, done something with the 
chapter.  Instead I quickly added a bunch of Castlevania cliché characters!  
Wai!  And I muddled it by inserting continuity bits from the N64 Castlevania!  
Wai!  I'm evil!

	Just be glad I didn't insert Super Sayajin Cornell.  Er I mean Man-Wolf 
Cornell.  Don't know what I mean?  Play the 2nd Castlevania game on N64 ^_^;;

ColdFury