Cromartievania – Part One
It was an average day at Cromartie High School. It was an average day like any other day, if you consider seeing a gorilla and a guy who looks a lot like Freddie Mercury at your school. Let's not forget that occasional UFO that hovers in the sky. Some would consider that normal.
Takashi Kamiyama, local badass, was strolling through the halls with his best friend Hayashida, going about his day like usual.
"Are you feeling a weird vibe today?" asked Hayashida.
"What are you talking about?" Kamiyama responded.
"Well, I'm not sure how to explain this." Hayashida looked toward the ground. His had a stern look on his face.
"Is this about your hair again?" Kamiyama inquired. "I think we all know about that already."
"It's not that. There's just a weird feeling in the school today. You know, like that feeling you get when you know you're about to get a test back that you know is a fail?"
"Like that feeling you get when you open your locker and something unexpected jumps out of it?"
"Uh…" Hayashida paused briefly. "Maybe not like that, but…"
"Well, I wouldn't worry too much about it. You probably just ate something bad this morning!"
"I skipped breakfast."
"Maybe you're about to fail a class!" Kamiyama put his hand on Hayashida's shoulder. "It's okay buddy! I'm supposed to be at a class right now! But here I am, strolling down the hall with my good friend!"
"Thanks. I think."
"Think? I know. And believe me, I know a lot!" Kamiyama approached his locker. He put in his combination, and to his surprise, a strange character fell out of his locker. Kamiyama jumped back.
"Is that a guy?" Hayashida asked.
"It would seem so." Kamiyama said. "The real question here is…Where is my backpack?"
"I think there are more important things going on right now! A guy just fell out of your locker! We don't even know who he is! Why does he have a whip? He's going to hurt us!"
Kamiyama punched Hayashida square in his face.
"Listen," Kamiyama exclaimed, "I don't hit people often, but when I do, it's usually for a good reason. There's no reason to fret. If he wanted us dead, we'd already be dead."
The strange man opened his eyes. He slowly got to his feet.
"Where am I?" the man asked.
"You are at a high school. My name is Takashi Kamiyama, and this is my friend Hayashida. Who are you?"
"My name is Simon Belmont" the man stated. "I'm come from a family of vampire killers. It is our destiny to rid the world of Dracula's evil reign."
"How did you end up in Kamiyama's locker?" Hayashida asked.
"I'll ask the questions!" Kamiyama exclaimed. "Besides, I have a better way with words!" He paused, and then looked at Simon. "How did you end up in my locker?"
"It was a trick of Dracula's." he answered. "He opened a hole in the sky and it sucked me in. This must be where it took me." He looked at Kamiyama. "I must ask of you…Can you help me return to Dracula's castle?"
"Of course!" Kamiyama shouted.
"WHAT???" Hayashida yelped. "We don't know how to open a hole in the sky! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!?"
"Listen!" Kamiyama proclaimed. "We are going to help this man out! I don't care if it kills us!" Kamiyama raised his fist. "It is my destiny…I can feel it!"
Akira Maeda, another fellow delinquent and good friend of Kamiyama's, was walking down the hall minding his own business when he saw the new strange new fellow standing there with a whip in his hand.
"Oh my God!" Maeda yelled. "Who the hell are you?"
"This is Simon." Kamiyama replied. "We're trying to help him return to Dracula's castle so he can defeat the evil vampire!"
"Well" Maeda started, "How do you propose to do that? Wasn't Dracula from Transylvania? And this guy doesn't look like he's even from this time period!"
"Yeah." Hayashida said, "What year are you from?"
"1691." Simon replied.
"I see." Hayashida looked at Kamiyama. Kamiyama nodded. "I suppose we can help you pull this off!"
"There's only one problem with that." Maeda said. "We don't know how to travel in time! I know I don't! DO YOU!?" Maeda looked directly at Kamiyama. Kamiyama stood very still for exactly ten minutes.
"Of course not." Kamiyama replied. Maeda fell on his face. "We may not know how to travel in time, but we know how to help a person in need. And that, my friend, is exactly what we are going to do!" Kamiyama looked out the window to his left. An image of an old man appeared in the sky, and then disappeared.
"Alright then!" said Hayashida. "Let's do this!"
"We should probably get some help then." Maeda stated. "I don't think the three of us are enough for a job like this."
Suddenly a man with a nearly uncanny resemblance to Freddie Mercury rode through the halls on a large horse. It was indeed the man everyone called Freddie. He got stepped down from his horse, and approached the gang.
"Maybe he can help us!" Kamiyama said. Freddie gave Kamiyama thumbs up. "Right on Freddie. Right on."
TO BE CONTINUED