Trevors and Draculas animatics from the Dead by daylight X Castlevania tome dominus
I made a post a way way back showing off the art pages in the Dead by daylight castlevania crossover tome Dominus, I also meant to post the animatic cut scenes that were also with the tome but... I kind of forgor... but seeing that nobody has posted them here yet I decided that its better late then never lol
these animatics also have a "memory" (which is just Dead by daylights fancy way of page) of lore leading up to and involving the cut scenes, which I will be putting here for completeness sake
Trevor: memory
Trevor looks up at the vaulted ceiling. The flickering light from their torches struggles to climb the walls. He can barely see the bats circling so far overhead. But he can see their fluttering wings, hear their familiar screeching. Grant waves a dismissive hand and turns over in his bedroll. They are just bats, Belmont. But Trevor knows better. He blinks at the darkness above. The fluttering of wings suddenly ceases, the screeching silenced in an instant. Someone was up there, resting on the rafters, looking down at the three of them. I know this man. The bandit in the camp. The man at the bar. He's been following me this whole time. Why? Trevor's voice slams against the walls of the great hall. Show yourself, Alucard! Grant and Sypha shoot to their feet at the mention of that cursed name. Sypha readies a spell. Trevor holds up a hand to stop her. The man in the rafters stays frozen to the spot. Trevor is hit with a wave of understanding. You wish your father vanquished, don't you? Your cause is the same as ours! That is why you followed me here. It's why you keep your distance, rather than attack. There is no need to hide. Join us! Even in the darkness, Trevor can't mistake the glisten in Alucard's eye. The curl of his lip. He leaps from the rafters, his falling body dissipating into a raging swarm of bats. The three vampire hunters shield themselves against the bats as they swoop down, barreling towards the door leading out of the great hall. Trevor checks Grant and Sypha. No one was injured in the attack. They listen as the screeching fades down the long corridor, punctuated by a powerful demand: Find me. Prove your strength.
Dracula: memory
Dracula hears the dull thud of footsteps as they march up the stone stairs to his keep. Four, by his count. He sits back in his throne, waits for them to arrive. He looks to the painting of Lisa, unchanged after all these years. He touches his own face; same as it was all those centuries ago. He thought of the sadness that comes with loving a human; watching them grow old, staying the same all the while, never able to truly be present with them through life. When they took her from him, he wasn’t even granted that sorrow. All he had was rage. The door creaks, opens slowly. I thought you’d never get here. I suppose my army wasn’t all that I hoped it would be. Trevor stomps into the room, ready for battle. Enough, vampire. Your reign of terror ends tonight. Oh, is that right, little man? You think you will defeat me? Many have tried. Behind him come others. A young woman, a quiet determination in her eyes. Another, the rebel whose attack he had turned years ago, his curse broken. And his son. The bloodthirsty grin falls from Dracula’s face. My Adrian… so we will do this little dance one more time, then? You could have joined me… we could have had our revenge. His son lowers his sword, points it at Dracula. I honor her in my own way, father.