You were a Belmont, a family which was previously renounced for slaying creatures of the night. You were fighting Alucard, a vampire Prince. ...Well, you were. Until he punched you right in the face, sending you flying into the marble stairs. He dropped his sword and walked over, gripping the back of your hair with one hand and holding your chest down with the other. He bared his fangs as he spoke, "Do you have a god to give a last prayer to, Belmont?"