Another day had passed before night fell again as the four traveled away from their last destination. Sypha now sat in the wagon with Alucard while Trevor and Stela sat up front taking turns driving.

"You know, if we still have time, I can teach you some more fighting skills." Trevor offers as Stela was driving while he leaned back. "I know there's some weapons in the trove I can show you how to use."

"Going to teach her to use a whip too?" Alucard asked from the back of the wagon.

"Assuming we have more than one consecrated whip in the hold, then perhaps I can." Trevor responds, turning back to look at Alucard. "You and Sypha can read, I want to actually help your sister train some more."

"Last time you trained her, she kicked you in the soft spot." Sypha points out, trying to hide a small smile from behind her cloak sleeve. "Don't want to repeat that again."

"I'll be fine, I've been hit in worse places." The hunter mutters as he turns his attention forward. As they continued forward,Trevor suddenly sat up. "There, that's my tree."

Stela looks to the left to see an old dried up tree with large cracks in it.

"I used to play in that tree. We're near the house." He says as they pass the old tree.

"It's hard to imagine you playing." Sypha comments from the back of the wagon.

"I suppose so." Trevor chuckles. "It was everything that tree. It was my house, my boat and my fort, anything I wanted it to be." He sighs quietly before looking back at the tree with a sad smile.

"Perhaps when we finish this we can find a way to restore it." Stela suggests as she flicked the reins. "Save it for the next generation of Belmonts."

"Assuming we can keep this one alive." Alucard comments quietly.

They soon arrived to what Stela could assume was left of the old Belmont estate. The stone railing surrounding a dried up fountain was broken and crumbling while up ahead stood a large manor. Seeing such a beautiful structure in such a broken state was a rather sad sight. Sypha lit some torches for the four of them once they tethered their horses and made their way to the house, up the broken stone steps and soon found themselves walking through the old hallways of the Belmont home.

"This was your home, you grew up here." Sypha said as they walked. "I can't imagine what it was like to grow up in a single space."

"It was...it was fine." Trevor responds as he examines something on the floor. "Wasn't the worst way to grow up."

"How old were you when your family home was taken?" Alucard asks.

"Thirteen, fourteen, something like that."

"You've been on your own since you were thirteen?" Sypha asks in surprise.

"Maybe twelve, who remembers that sort of thing?" Trevor asks with a snort.

"Twelve." Alucard mutters.

"I was eight when I lost my home, and I still remember it vividly." Stela comments. "Thirteen years ago, after thirteen years I still remember fearing for my life and worrying for my mother until I met Lisa and her family."

"Is there a point to these questions?" Trevor asks as he stood up.

"I understood that I had much more of a childhood than you did." Alucard responds.

"And your dad's fucking Dracula."

Sypha and Alucard began laughing at his remark. Stela of course, was rather confused.

"Is this an inside joke I'm supposed to understand?" She asks as Trevor joins in on the laughing.

"She's too innocent don't tell her."

After a while Trevor soon stops at a pile of rubble and moves a chunk away to reveal something underneath.

"I think this is it." He announced loudly, passing his torch to Sypha and starts trying to lift the rubble.

"Your hidden entrance looks like a Hearthstone." Alucard comments as Stela hands him her own torch to aid Trevor.

"Just help us clear it!" She grunts as she tries to lift the rock. Alucard hands her back her torch and begins grabbing chunks of the heavy rubble and began tossing them over his shoulder as if they weighed no heavier than a small stone. Stela bit back a laugh when she saw the startled (Sypha) and annoyed (Trevor) faces of her friends as they watched her brother clear the rubble out of the way to reveal a large stone door with the Belmont crest and strange runes surrounding it.

"Congratulations, you just discovered a big piece of stone." Alucard announced.

"It's the door." Trevor responds.

"Do we lift it?" Sypha asks as Alucard kneels down to grab the bottom of the stone.

He gives it a tug and frowns. "That's odd, I don't seem to be able to get any purchase on it."

"Maybe because it's magically sealed?" Stela suggests as she holds her torch over Sypha to give her better light as she examined the carvings on the stone.

"Ah, I see now. You won't be able to lift it." Sypha announces.

"Well my family got it up somehow." Trevor states. "I was taken down there as a child."

"Did you see them lift it?"

"No, they brought me through it once it was already opened."

"Maybe because it's a magic door." Stela comments. "Look at the markings."

"Perhaps...stand back." Sypha announces as Alucard takes her torch.

The three moved back and watch as she examined the stone again before putting her hands together. The stone began to glow blue as Sypha placed the tips of her fingers on it and began to chant an incantation. In a flash of light, the door faded away to reveal a set of stairs leading down into the dark.

"Open sesame." Sypha announces proudly as Alucard hands her back her torch.

"Was that an Enoquian ward?" He asks as she accepts her torch back."

"Yes, I know that language." Sypha responds proudly.

"Well well, naughty Belmonts hunting all the terrible things of the forest but sitting on a magic door opened by a tough language." Alucard said with a smirk and Trevor rolled his eyes.

"Told you it was a magic door." Stela laughs.

"I didn't know it was a fucking magic door, doesn't make us black magicians." Trevor responds as he starts walking down the stairs.

"But you do know that the word Terlock means of death, right?" Alucard asks as his sister and Sypha start to follow Trevor down the stairs.

"Shut up."

"It's the magical door of death Belmont."

"Are you coming or what?"

The four of them soon found themselves walking through a dark hallway that emerged into a large room with banners of the Belmont crest hanging from the ceiling and a large portrait of what Stela guessed was the founder of the family. Another staircase could be seen spiraling downwards into the dark. And unlike the upper part of the house, this part of the manor was unruined.

"Belmont isn't even a Walechian name, that just dawned on me." Sypha said as they began walking down the winding staircase.

"No, the family originated from the kingdoms of France, but we moved here a few hundred years ago."

"Moved or chased?" Alucard asked.

"Moved, thank you very much?"

"With people behind you waving pitchforks and torches?"

"Adrian." Stela warned, casting her brother a look.

"No, no. We're professionals, we move where the work is." Trevor says as they soon reach the bottom of the stairs and walk towards a large door.

"What does that even mean?" Sypha asks as they approach the door.

"All the dark things moved into the east, I think it was a Leon Belmont who went into the region first." Trevor responds as he struggled to jiggle the door handle. When it gave way, he pushed the door open. "And built this house, and dubbed the foundations for everything under it."

The others followed him into the dark room, only able to see the outlines of the bookshelves a few feet from them until Sypha cast a spell to send fire from her torch to light the numerous lamps in the room to illuminate the place. Stela gasped as she and Sypha ran forward to see that there were many bookshelves below where they were at, along with several cabinets containing various objects that looked like monster body parts, giant statues and what looked like a large skeleton of some sort of fanged creature hanging from several chains and suspended over the floor.

"My god..." Sypha whispers as she leans over the railing of the stairs to look down at what was below.

"The memory of my family, all that's left of us." Trevor says as he starts to make his way down the long stairs.

"Is it organized? Is there a way to find things?" Sypha asks as she and the Tepes siblings followed him down the stairs.

"I imagine one sacrifices a chicken and divines the book you want from it's intestines." Alucard says as he passes Trevor. "Maybe Belmont has a crystal ball in here, you could ask."

"Shut up." Trevor mutters as Stela walks past, casting a glare at the vampire.

"Don't mind him, he's just as impressed as we are." Stela says, placing a hand gently on Trevor's shoulder before nudging him to follow her brother.

"It's an impressive tip Belmont, but it is nonetheless a tip." Alucard says as the other three follow him down the stairs. "Your ancestors were apparently all mentally ill hoarders, I fully expect to find cats mummified under these shelves. Unless your family preferred to eat them."

"Adrien!" Stela scolds before Trevor pushes past her brother.

"There's an index on the lecturn at the bottom, you can find everything in there." He says, casting another glare at Alucard. "As far as I can remember, no one in my family ever owned cats, and last time I was here I never found a mummified one either."

"So this is really a managed collection." Sypha said as they reached the bottom of the staircase.

"It's the work of generations, an archive of what we've learned or found since the days of Leon Belmont." Trevor explained as Stela and Alucard went to explore the other shelves while Trevor and Sypha went to examine the other ones.

"Oh god..." Stela murmured when she saw her brother standing in front of a cabinet filled with multiple skulls. Several she noticed had sharp fangs at the teeth, indicating those were vampire skulls.

"What was your Leon Belmont doing in Walechia?" She hears Sypha ask.

"Hunting Dracula." Alucard responds, looking at the cabinet of skulls sadly. Stela noticed that he had his eyes on a rather small one, and it took her a moment to realize it must have belonged to a child vampire.

"I think I'm going to be sick." Stela murmurs as she moves away from the skulls, deciding to turn her attention to the books on the shelves opposite of where the cabinet was. Several were laying on the floor, so she began to pick several of them up when she noticed a large chest hidden behind a broken shelf. "Trevor, I think I found something."

Curious, Trevor hurried over to the shelf and noticed the chest. "Bloody hell, is that what I think it is?" He asks and Stela shrugs.

"Careful Trevor, you almost sounded excited about something." Sypha jokes as Trevor begins to kick at the broken shelf to make room.

"It can't be...could it?" He mutters as he grabs the chest's side handles and manages to lug it out of its hiding place while Stela jumps out of the way.

"I'll try and put these away." She says as she gathers the other fallen books, carefully dusting them off with the sleeve of her tunic and stacking them neatly. Maybe when Sypha was done looking at the index she could help her put away the books or find new places for them in the vast library.

"What on earth is that ugly thing?" Stela hears Sypha ask and turns to see Trevor stand up with some sort of metal whip in his hands and the biggest grin she had ever seen on his face.

"I can't believe they hid it, it's the morning star!" He says as he drops the large metal ball thing attached to the whip to the floor to examine the length.

"Please don't start swinging that thing around." Stela says as she finishes stacking the fallen books.

"Want me to teach you how to use it?" Trevor asks as she picks up a stack to move it away from the ruined shelves. "You can practice with my whip."

"Mmm...we'll see, I want to go through these books first to see which ones can help us trap and locate the castle."

"I think there's books on weaponry studies, you can read that."

"Castle trapping first, weapon study later."