A cool breeze blew in from the ocean, it was the only reminder of home that Zyta really had, now she was somewhere in the world, but she did not know where, or when. Her long black hair was braided into hundreds of tiny plaits, then held off her face with a silver headband, which had a deep, purple stone set in the centre, over her forehead. She was wearing a short sleeved Kimono, the pale green fabric had flowers embroidered on in a dark green thread. The Obi was the same green as the embroidery and done up with a bow at the back. She was wearing a tight black long sleeved black top underneath the Kimono, and a pair of black, leather, calf length boots. She also had a strange bladed weapon beside her, the blade was basically crescent shaped, but the edge had an intricate design, a rod attached to each end made it look like a bow, but the blade went past the place the rod connected and curved away into hooks. She made sure no one was near, picked up the weapon as tested it, to her surprise, Zyta found she was able to use the weapon really well, she was surprised, but relieved, at least she would be able to protect herself. The breeze picked up and blew sand across the beach she was on, she looked out across the ocean, and shook her head thinking back to how she had ended up here.
She ran down to the bottom of the garden where the beam of light had landed, she could hear voices coming from the light, and reached out to touch it, darkness followed, then she opened her eyes on the beach.
She was still holding the weapon, and its presence reassured her, she turned from the ocean and walked inland, wondering what lay ahead, and where home was. It was not long before she came upon the first signs of civilization, the remains of a small town, still burning, the houses had al been wooden, now they were just ash. She searched the ruins for survivors but none appeared. She came to a square in the centre and found the cause, a man stood by a well, holding a large sword with an eye in the hilt. He was totally covered in armour, but when he saw her, and turned to face her, she saw the right arm was that of a monster.
"This is not my day." she said before running for her life
Authors note: Ok, this is my first attempt at an Soul Calibur fanfic, so please bear with me. Please review, I, like most other writers, appreciate the feedback. Thanks, and I'll update asap.