Castlevania Skeleton Novels & Stories

I would come back to him. Julian rose to his feet, swaying. He stumbled to the corner and wrapped both hands around the heavy steel pipe. He closed his eyes. All he could see was me carrying him through the rain. He clenched his jaw, raised the pipe high above his head, and swung it down with every ounce of strength left in his body -- straight into his own left kneecap. *CRACK.* The sickening, brittle snap of shattering bone echoed through the tiny basement. Blinding pain ripped through his entire body. His kneecap was smashed to pieces. His lower leg twisted at a grotesque, unnatural angle.

"Big, scary skeleton. Pick on someone with a warranty." He's twenty years old and he's baiting a thing built out of a hundred dead people’s bones into chasing him, and there's no time to be sick about it because I have to get to Leon. The skeleton goes for Dax. Dax is fast, but this thing is twenty feet tall and his reach is too big to outrun. One of its hands comes through the brush and Dax isn't where it lands. Barely. I'm already sliding into the ravine where Leon's crawling backward with a useless crossbow, a deep gash on his arm and a face caught between panic and disbelief.

He pointed out a large davenport. I just nodded, and he started walking out of the house. I let myself sit on the couch and waited. After a few minutes of being comfortable on the settee, I heard footsteps outside and opened the door. I saw Alarick holding the lead rope of a sorrel horse. “What is with the horse?” “We’ll ride this horse,” he replied and hopped on. I nodded and sighed. I thought werewolves can run faster than horses?

Cedric charged at Lucindo and gripped him hard by the neck. Lucindo chanted incantations and Cedric was once again flung into the forest. He pulled Suzy closer and snapped her neck with a wave of his hand. He snapped his fingers and the once dimly-lit field became illuminated with torches placed at pillars that were shielded from view magically. A pentagram is drawn on the floor alongside dark magical symbols drafted around. The pile of dead werewolves was in a section of the pentagram and they were marked with a crescent sign on their forehead.

Gale felt a chill on her back. However, that voice sounded a little familiar. Gale suddenly shouted, "Susan, it's you! I know it's you!" The voice echoed in the basement. Gale did not know if Susan had heard her, so she picked up a stone from the ground and hit it against the wall forcefully. "Susan, stop hiding. Come out! What? You kidnapped me, but you don't dare to face me?" Finally, after she continuously shouted, the ceiling opened again. Susan's face appeared at the door, and she looked incredibly creepy.

On the other hand, Zoran was swinging his hammer, creating quite a tangible whirlwind. The skeletons stood still for a few moments, as if looking around in bewilderment and stepped forward in swaying ranks. Fiery lightning broke from Radolyub's staff and hit the nearest skeletons. The three skeletons instantly flared up, cracked and fell apart. The rest stepped over the fallen bones and continued on their way to the people. More lightning bolts unleashed from the sorcerer's staff, hitting even more targets.

"Don't worry, Vivi. As long as Kristen is still alive, I'll find her. And if she's on the brink of death, I'll make sure she donates her bone marrow to you before she takes her last breath." Violet seemed relieved after hearing this. After hanging up, Samuel stood in front of the house for a long time. Even though the door wasn't locked, he didn't push it open and go inside. If he had, he would have seen the two figures outlined in white chalk. Those were the markings left by the police after they discovered our dead bodies in the house. Samuel just stood there. In the end, he stepped back out of the yard and bought a new lock from the locksmith. Then, he locked the gate.