(Sound of phone vibrating)
Hey, babe.
I'm on my way now. 
I'll be there in about ten minutes, Hun. 
I'm going through the park right now.
Okay.
Hurry back.
I have a surprise for you.
I love you.
I love you too.
You've reached Laura.
I'm not available right now,
but if you leave your name and number
I'll get back to you in a jiffy.
Thanks.
*Beep*
Hmm...odd. 
I wonder why she's not answering.
*Ding-Dong* (Doorbell rings)
*Ding-Dong* (Doorbell rings again)
(Sound of someone descending stairs)
Good evening, sir.
I apologize for disturbing you at this late hour. 
Are you Damien Cruz?
Yes. Who are you?
I am known as Saint Germain.
If I may request your audience for a short while, 
I have something of the utmost importance to discuss with you.
Concerning?
Your soon to be betrothed.
What do you know of her?
I beg you, remove your hands at once sir!
I apologize.
She said she was going to be here twenty minutes ago.
I can't reach her on her cell.
And then YOU show up asking about her.
Say no more.
I understand completely.
Wait, how did you know we were to be betrothed?
No one knows yet.
You are quite observant.
Quite indeed.
Forgive me.
Please join me for a drink in my study.
We have no time for such formalities, every moment is precious.
You said you heard from her a short time ago.
Where was she?
On the way here...in the park...
We must make haste!
Her phone!
What happened here?
I'm not sure.
It appears she dropped it,
but why has she not yet returned I wonder...
Perhaps you should tell ME, old man.
You DID say you wished to speak to me concerning her
did you not?
I'm not certain.
I simply felt a familiar presence in this area.
It led me to your estate.
Grrr! 
Make sense at once, old man!
Stop speaking in riddles!
Tell me what you know!
Perhaps we should have that drink now.
Are you familiar with the Demon Castle War of 1999?
No. I have not heard of it.
Not surprising, as the church has gone through great lengths
to cover up or suppress many such occurrences throughout history.
This incident in particular held great consequence for the survival of mankind
and the eradication of a great evil that has 
 plagued this world for nearly a millennium.
A man named Julius Belmont
with the help of a company of vampire hunters
and Japan's Hakuba Shrine priests,
managed to defeat the Prince of Darkness, Dracula,
and seal his accursed castle, Castlevania,
inside a solar eclipse.
With the source of his power gone,
Dracula's ability to return to this world
was supposed to have been thwarted.
Unfortunately, many of Dracula's servants and worshippers
whose life force was not tied to the castle
still survived.
Together, they plot still
to bring about the return of their Master.
In the last decade the world has suffered a tremendous loss of life
As had happened twice in the last century
these souls are being magically rerouted from their final resting place
in an attempt to resurrect the Dark Lord once again.
One of these servants in particular is a reviled adversary of mine.
It is he, I suspect, who is behind the abduction of your Laura
and this recent turn of events which drew me here.
If I am correct
you will need my help in this.
This Julius fellow...
What became of him?
No one knows.
He disappeared shortly after the confrontation.
And who is this adversary you speak of?
He is an enigma...
A wraith in the night.
I've tracked him for many years
but he always seems to elude me.
So let me get this straight.
You expect me to believe that you felt the presence of this person
and it led you to my home.
And supposedly this person is responsible for Laura's disappearance
But yet, you can't tell me his identity?!
You are truly daft, old man!
Believe as you will, young man...
It changes the truth naught.
If my suspicions are correct
then a great ordeal lies ahead of you.
Well if MY suspicions are correct, Mister Germain,
which I'm sure they are
the ordeal will be yours.
Where your beloved is they will NOT be able to reach her.
Not in time anyway
and by then it will be too late.
I don't ask for your trust...
Only your faith.
For certain, Mister Germain,
this is much to take in.
I have many doubts about what you've just told me.
But, if it is HE that is responsible,
then it is HE who must die.
Though I concur, beware.
For he possesses great power indeed.
More than that of any mere mortal.
(Phone lights up from call)
Voice on phone: We have the woman.
Voice on phone: She will be a sacrifice for my Master.
Who are you?!
What do you want?!
Voice on phone: You all ask the same thing...
What!?
Voice on phone: Rejoice, Mister Cruz!
Voice on phone: Your woman will help usher in a new era!
Voice on phone: Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
(Phone hangs up)
Now will you believe me, Master Cruz?!
You say you can sense this person...
Take me to him.
(Sound of portal opening and then closing)
That is where the call originated from.
You're right.
Voice: How good of you to make it.
Take heed, Master Cruz!
That is no man!
Put the cane down, Germain.
I'm only here to relay a message from my Master.
My Lord has given you an invitation...
To witness the resurrection of...
Our Master!
I should take your hide right now, creature!
Brash words, whelp!
Control your pup, Germain.
For if I shall die here
surely his love is lost.
We wouldn't want that now, would we?
What is it you want us to do?
I think you can figure that out, traveler.
Ha, ha!
We WILL be waiting.
Why are we not going after him?!
Because that is exactly what we shouldn't do my dear boy,
at least not yet anyway.
My Lord!
As you suspected the boy has the traveler with him.
Ahhhh...
An unexpected, yet fortuitous turn of events.
Good work, Cornell.
I shall see that our Master rewards you well.
What of the youth then?
The boy is hot-headed.
Easy prey.
Go then!
Bring them to me.
Yes, my Lord.
Ahhh Germain.
You have interfered in my affairs for far too long.
It is time we ended this.
(Sound of portal opening and then closing)
We must prepare ourselves.
A great trial lies ahead.
That was creature was Cornell,
Lord of the Lycans.
His power is great and he serves my adversary.
My blade is greater.
Let us pray that is so, Master Cruz.
Once we are ready, we will follow Cornell.
No doubt he has already reported to his master
that you and I are on our way.
That is why once we reach the forest I must go ahead.
What?!
Why?
He cannot track both of us.
It is I he senses.
If he is distracted
then you may be able to slip past his servants
and save your Laura.
Ready?
Then let us go.
(Sound of portal opening)
(Sounds of wolves howling)
(Sounds of wolves howling)
(Sounds of wolves howling)
(Sound of portal opening and then closing)
(Sounds of wolves howling)
I must leave post haste.
They'll be upon us soon.
Carry on north to the castle up ahead
and I will meet you there.
Wait.
Thank you.
Do NOT let it be in vain.
(Sound of portal opening and then closing)
(Wolves continue to howl in the distance)
(Heavy feral breathing)
(Feet skid to a stop on the dirt path)
I knew you would come!
My Lord has gone to eliminate your friend the traveler.
It's just YOU and ME now.
I have called off my pack so I can kill you myself.
Try me beast!
I'll introduce you to my blade!
I'm gonna enjoy this.
(Ferocious wolf snarl)
Narrator: As the full moon crept across the midnight sky
Narrator: The battle between Damien and Cornell raged.
(Blade whirling in the air)
Narrator: The resolve to save the one he loves 
Narrator: shone in the young man's eyes.
Narrator: The desire to rend flesh from bone
Narrator: burned brightly in those of the Lycan Lord.
Narrator: As the blows were exchanged
Narrator: and wounds dealt,
Narrator: who would emerge the victor?
Narrator: I wondered if the boy truly possessed the mettle
Narrator: to surmount this challenged placed before him.
(Deep wolf growl)
Narrator: One thing is for certain,
Narrator: one of them would die this night.
(Low wolf growl)
What now, whelp!?
Hmph!
You humans are all so weak and pathetic.
The Lycan power is the TRUE power!
I'm gonna enjoy breaking your little neck.
Goodbye puny human!
(Sound of sword being thrust into flesh)
*Coughing*
That beast could never track me.
It's okay. Germain sent me. Name's Irie.
We need to move.
(Footsteps and cane sound descending stairs)
(Sounds of machines whirring)
(Sounds of machines whirring louder)
(Sounds of machines whirring in the distance)
(Door closing)
(Sound of machines whirring in the distance)
(Footsteps and cane sound descending stairs)
(Gravelly disembodied laugh) Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
It seems Cornell was RIGHT.
He suspected you were merely a DECOY.
And yet you're STILL here!
We have a score to settle, you and I.
You have been a thorn in my side
since time immemorial.
It is about time I laid you to rest.
You can try reaper!
I will always oppose you!
It is the natural order of things!
Then so be it!
Die, traveler!
Rrrraaarrrgggggghhhhhh!!!!
Narrator: The young man and the girl have reached the castle.
Narrator: The minor worshippers and servants of the Dark Lord
Narrator: posed little threat to one hardened 
Narrator: with resolve such as his.
Narrator: I weep for Damien once he finds
Narrator: what waits for him there.
Narrator: I weep too for the issue of that destruction
Narrator: for he too will feel the boy's pain.
Oh God! Laura!
Oh God! No!
Why Laura? Why?
Voice: Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm
Voice: What a touching display of affection.
Grrr! Show yourself!
(Sound of Irie hitting the floor and sword dropping)
Sound of Irie being pushed across the floor and hitting the wall)
Stay your hand fool, or the girl dies.
YOU will make a succulent meal, lass.
That's right little boy.
Look on helpless as I drain this girl's life in front of you.
Not today demon!
(Sound of an energy bolt)
Damien now! Slay him NOW!
(Sound of Damien hitting the post and dropping his sword)
Grrraarrhhh! 
Meddler!
(Sound of energy bolt and monstrous groan of pain)
I love you, my darling.
You will always be in my heart and I in yours.
Never forget me.
(Sound of an energy field being generated)
~struggling~ Damien. Do it NOW.
Die you bastard!
(Sound of sword impaling a body)
I will...
never die.
(Sound of body hitting the floor)
(Sound of sword being thrust into the ground)
Laura, when you were with me I felt truly alive.
I failed you and I don't know how...
to beg you to forgive me.
I want to think that I'll see you again someday.
I'm sorry
There's nothing to be sorry about.
It's the natural order of things after all.
Take good care of him my dear friend.
He needs someone now more than ever.
There's a black scar upon his heart,
and I fear if it is left to fester,
he will give into the darkness.
We CANNOT allow that to happen.
I understand, Lord Germain.
I have other things to take care of.
Give my apologies.
Narrator: One cannot never truly defeat death.
Narrator: One can only hope to be prepared when the time comes.
Narrator: As one door closes, another door opens elsewhere.
Narrator: THAT is the natural order of things.
Narrator: A love born of sorrow can be just as strong
Narrator: as one forged of happiness.
Narrator: For in time, that sorrow fades away
Narrator: with the passage of the years,
Narrator: and becomes happiness once again.
Doctor: Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Cruz.
Doctor: It's a healthy baby boy.
Welcome to the world, Soma.
