Isaac Castlevania Knife Novels & Stories

ENSIO Bang! I kicked in Isaac Knox's door. "Gin?" I stood with my hunting pistol in hand. When I realized Isaac Knox was there, I was shocked. "Isaac Knox?" My eyes narrowed. Isaac had already removed the sword from Gin. He looked at me without hesitation. "Hi, sir?" Gin fell down in pain. His arm was bleeding quite a lot. "Gin?" I approached to check his condition. "Interesting family drama!" Isaac sneered as he pointed his sword at my neck.

*** 3.00pm *** Isabella could still feel the steel on her wrist, now she could sense that it was time to use it. She used the rope tied on the wrist to push it down and it cut her jacket and fell in between her palms, causing a small cut on her middle finger. She took a hold of the knife’s handle and carefully moved it up and down the rope, slicing it slowly. Her hands got free in a minute.

“Yes, I wa... want it !!!” I said and tried my best not to burst out in tears. “Well that's great” She said happily and got up from her seat then took out a silver knife with her magic. “Anastasia listen carefully it is a special silver knife and made like a thousand years ago with the help of some powerful witches. There are a total of three... Two are already with Lucifer, but everyone thought that third knife has destroyed, but I have it luckily.... somehow” She explained, and I asked

A light went on in Vanessa’s mind. Weapons! Of course, it’s what Lucas had been training her for. Vanessa clasped her hands together. As she drew them apart, a long, shimmering sword took shape. “Lucas!” She dropped to one knee and slid the icy weapon toward her target. It miraculously reached him in one piece. Lucas grasped it firmly, and drew it up to drive the sword through a Collector’s abdomen. Within a few moments, Lucas was back on his feet.

Isabelle flashed a very dangerous smile at them. “Oh don’t I? Well we’ll have to change that.” Suddenly Isabelle charged forward, pulling out a very sharp looking knife, seemingly from nowhere.

Pain shot through me as Christabel, our maid tried to remove the piece of glass stuck in my palm. Tears flowed down my cheek as I gasped for air. I placed my second palm on my face. The thought of something bad happening to Fabio ran across my mind. Knew it won't be easy and that I would suffer more in Lorenzo's hands. Not when Viola and the rest are angry at me.

Blood splattered everywhere as Isaac's left hand was severed, flying across the room. Liam, holding a small knife from the dining table, remained utterly indifferent.

With just a few words, Caleb had sealed Isaac's fate. "No!" Isaac shouted. He suddenly yanked the dagger from his chest. It was an exquisitely crafted prop knife, with a latch on the side. When the latch was pressed, the blade would retract, turning it into a stage dagger. "Frauds! You're all frauds! I'm the real heir! I'm the child of the prophecy!" He raved like a lunatic and swung the fake dagger wildly, lunging straight at me. Bernard, who'd been standing to the side and watching the show the whole time, had been itching for action. With one clean, practiced move, he twisted Isaac's arms behind his back and slammed him face down onto the floor, one knee pressing firmly between his should