Alright so here's how it goes. It's really long so you can see why I was annoyed at typing out little bits to people here and there and everywhere. I'll keep it as short as possible. But still it's pretty freaking long.
I'm not going to get in depth here but if you have any questions. Ask. I'm sorry it's a bit much.
It started off long ago when Kraeven was nothing more than a common "half breed" vampire, only with less reaction to the weaknesses and suppressed supernatural abilities. Ever since his mother's death he started his journey, before that he lived happily and was raised well. Although never allowed to venture outside for fear of the villagers killing him. She died in a mysterious fire, Kraeven blamed himself and swore never to take the life of another. Kraeven's original goal in life was to find his father of whom he never knew anything about, raised by a lonely mother. Gifted with no heirloom but a sword. While traveling in the world on a quest to discover his father he discovers a seemingly abandoned mansion and decides to take a closer peak. He discovers an ancient with, what looked like, more power than he could ever grasp at the time. Knocking upon the front heavy gates he waited for an elder man of a gray complexion to answer the door and invite him in. Upon speaking this elder seemed to be one of the roots, or stems of the first and rumored to be strongest and well known vampire clans of all history. The Dracul Family. Trying to learn why the young one searches his father the elder noticed the sword strapped to his back, after inspecting it he deduced that, only fine craftsmanship of his family's breed could ever have known about the steel blades insignia. Thus if passed down by family, Kraeven had to be a Dracul descendant. Father no doubt. That means This man right here, Vlad Dracul the first, was none other than a grandfather. One step closer to finding his father.
After being hunted several thousand times over, the bounties started growing larger and larger since no hunter that has ever faced him has ever returned with his body. Most return alive. He seemed to have a thing against killing. As each fight he takes part in he grows stronger and stronger, even so he has the uncanny ability to draw some unknown strength from some internal source and surpass his opponent at every move. He also was a child genius born into a pyromancer family. The Vampire blood in him tainted his fire black and only made it stronger. In the heat of every battle he discovers something new about himself and his abilities. As time passed he only grew stronger and stronger. Until the only thing that could challenge his power was another of his own race, so other vampires were hired for his assassination. Little was known about the assassins that were hired yet even to this day they say it was a mistake sending those two. The not only failed in their mission by they were defeated and once again remained alive. The strongest of the two assassins decided it would be wise to teach the kid a thing or two as the other one later realized that two of them were siblings. Half, from mother's side of the family. Her turning into a vampire was merely a fluke. They built him up on advanced training and knowledge.
The two assassin, Reinhardt and Skylar (the sibling), were in shock at the exponential growth of the is kid. He was able to out perform the two of them as a team in no time at all without even breaking so much as a sweat. Such a growth power needed to be stopped. They hadn't at all taken into consideration the amount he's fully grown into nor the amount of time he picks up his training on his own time. Soloing it. Thus secretly his strengths and abilities as a Pyromancer grew far out of expectation than any being known. Instead if going up against him, his sister joins him yet it wasn't the same cause for Reinhardt. He felt over confident about himself and his abilities but constructed secret weapons and tactics to use against him. Kraeven has a habit of suppressing his full abilities in order to shock and toy with his opponents. (The best way to put it, at this point Kraeven was as Strong as Raditz was when he came to earth ~ DragonBall Z.) In the middle of all this such displays of unseen acts were never imagined. Skylar tried to fight off the both of them but proved to be no match. She didn't want her brother hurt nor her husband killed. An upsetting predicament. During this time Kraeven had revealed a vile demonic nature he kept hiding that showed it's true colours in the form of a Bat winged, horned and clawed, demon. Multiplied his abilities and powers several fold.
Still keeping his agreement to himself never to take another life again. Reinhardt lived but vanished and was almost never seen again. Time passed as once again he kept growing and training, traveling the lands in search for what he had been the whole time. This was about time he ran into a disturbing familiar face. The face of his cousin, they looked so identical he mistaken him for his father. Of course being the vampire Hunter Alucard was he started things off pretty roughly only to result his defeat. Then it hit him. The Idea that Kraeven had was rather disturbing although it made sense in his own mind. Find his grandfather again and settle and old score, the one from his first visit to the palace. Of course there were minor encounter here and there along the way but when he reached the gates, word had already hit of his arrival and plans. If he wanted to challenge the family and take on the crown of the Dracul family, he'd have to kill every single member of the coven to do so. And thats just what he did. (At this given time, he's once again grown exponentially and his power could be best matched to Vegeta with his first appearance on Earth. Yes I know I used the DBZ references.) Few left with the Dracul name actually survived only because they weren't there that night, Alucard being one of the lucky ones, wasn't there at all. And of course, being a hunter he's not exactly welcome back into the family so easily. He owned the crown and the mansion yet destroyed it in a haste. He had somewhere else in mind to start new. A forbidden land that was also cursed. Few can make it to it's deep regions alive and unharmed.
The next time He hunted down his cousin it was only at first to pass a message along, as facts were, there was another hit placed on his head and an old score cousin wanted to settle. The land that Kraeven now lived on contained highly advanced battle tactics and training knowledge beyond those any have seen before, except the previous inhabitants of the village, whom were all dead.
"Cousin, they're dead. You and I are the last known survivors with the Dracul family name." ~ Kraeven.
"Just what exactly happened to such a powerful family to cause their extinction?" ~ Alucard.
Grinning widely with the most evil tone in his voice, "I KILLED THEM ALL!" He shouted as Alucard became enraged. All efforts proved futile against this newly advanced Kraeven. (Kraeven by this points was as Strong as Frieza's first form.) So taking down Cousin was a joke. But yet he, too, had advanced noticeably. "So you become stronger just for me? Your effort is wasted. But not unappreciated." he said standing over his cousins battered body.
Years pass and little has been known or heard of Kraeven or Alucard since until one frightening event triggered the Vampire community again. The death of another entire coven. Each one was ripped apart and drained completely of all their blood. Bodies of both human and vampire alike were scattered all over the coven house. All of them bone dry. Due to Kraeven's extremely advanced anatomy and metabolism he no longer had a need for drinking the life force of other. Yet one that was last heard with him did.
One survivor was left alive to tell the on going events that took place, this is what he saw.:
The doors to the mansion burst open in the setting sun of dawn as the light of the sun beams from the front door, those inside scatter for shelter.
"I've come for you all. You're all weak and vile creatures. Disgusting and doomed to damnation. Before I kill you all I will torture you in the same way you needlessly torture human lives!" His speech was noble and that of a saint as if preaching what is wrong and right in the world. His speed was too fast to keep track of, he ripped and sliced through each and every one in the halls and ran into. he could even sniff them out. None was safe no matter what they tried, his eyes see all and with his powers of White Fire, none could hide from the burning light of day that he can create. Although he didn't kill a single body he left them immobile and unable to move or get away. Once the mass had stopped panicking, he took the rest down whistling and taking his ever sweet time. It's like he knew everything about the clan and house. Once it was all quiet and still save for the moaning and screaming agony others were enduring a Black metal chained coffin was dragged to the door. The casket was opened to reveal a long black haired body chained in every possible manor nailed and pinned to it's interior. As it glanced up it had the most thirsty and horrible of read eyes. Words subtly passed through Kraeven's lips.
"It's feeding time. . . Cousin."
Chains broke like thin thead and it rushed in a hurry, hungry and devouring everything. Everything after that gets a little fuzzy. The next thing that could be remembered was that creepy character being chocked up against the wall that was half caved in with them both speaking face to face, nearly noses touching.
"If you keep this up I'll grow stronger and maybe even surpass you, you idiot! Even thought I'm nothing to you now. . ." His voice was deep and raspy as if scratched internally or had endured some heavy physical damage.
"Obviously. I'm as powerful as a god as it stands now. The world is lucky I'm on their side, defending instead of destroying. . . " Leaning in closer towards his ear Kraeven whispered something to his dear cousin, "You might just be the last fun and challenge I have left." With those words he tossed the body around with such force it hit the iron coffin hard enough to cause the Casket to slam tightly shut as the metal contraption flew several feet in the air and straight out the front door. Kraeven turned back to take one last look upon the place and his burning red eyes glanced at the witness. Luckily nightfall came early or else there would be no story to tell and the random burning of the mansion would forever be a mystery.
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Kraeven's the elite of his kind, there seems to be few as strong as him in existence. A common nickname he goes by is the Progeny of Fire. There exists one of each element and they are rumored to be as strong as each other and as powerful as the gods with their abilities. Yet Kraeven is too wise and smart to have accidentally leave a survivor. Life was getting dull and needed a new tune to shake things up.
With his pet/slave Alucard at his side there are few that can even come close to matching his insane powers.
His appearance over the years have changed dramatically. He was first spotted as a stereotypical "goth" Teenager. Later on resembled the appearance of a Back knight dressed in Red armor and now in recent days he parades around as an Elegant Samurai concealing his face with the white mask of a fox.
 Kraeven · Thu Dec 14, 2006 @ 04:54pm · 2 Comments |
