A/N: You know, after spending five months on this site I have had a look around in the Soul Calibur section and noticed there isn't any Rothion central based stories on here so I thought I'll be the first one to do it! Now let me clear this up right away, I have nothing against Rothion who is married to the Greek warrioress Sophitia Alexandra but I find him interesting to say the least. I perceive him as a long-suffering husband who sometimes finds it very hard to understand why Sophitia keeps on going on these missions to destroy Soul Edge. I know that some readers on here don't like him much so this story will be a real treat for you! Remember that this is a story that it not to be taken seriously :)

Disclaimer: All the Soul Calibur characters belong to Namco, and not me.

Death by Patroklos and Pyrrha

By AngelEyes87

After a long gruelling day of work, an exhausted Rothion was walking home. He wiped the sweat that was gathering at his brow and shook off the humid Mediterranean weather. My Gods, being a blacksmith is really hard! At the tender age of eighteen Rothion had excelled in the art of creating and strengthening all sorts of weapons. The business had run through the family, passing on blacksmith secrets from one generation to the next. Rothion was fortunate to learn the trade as his father taught him the same technique that Rothion's grandfather had taught him. Now at the age of twenty five he was an accomplished blacksmith and had his own workshop in the city of Athens where he lived with his wife and two children. A grin appeared on his face as an image of his precious son and daughter filled his mind. Rothion loved them more than anything in the world. Suddenly his wide smile had faltered a little as something sharp in the pocket of his trousers pressed against his leg.

It was unlike any other ordinary day as a strange thing had occurred. Silas, one of his regular customers, came into the shop to get the blade of his sword sharpened. Both men had a friendly talk, just catching up on old times while the sword was being done. Just before Silas left with his sword, he gave Rothion a weird looking shard. Rothion had never encountered a shard like this in his entire life up until now. The rough fragment shone a bright red and there was something sinister about it. To say the least Rothion was curious and he questioned his friend on where got the shard from. Silas calmly replied, saying that he had found it along the shard of the road and thought that Rothion might be interested in it. Immediately he put it in his pocket so that he can possibly find something about it when he got home. Hmm, I wonder what Sophitia would say when she'll see it, Rothion mused as he neared the door of his house, opening it.

He stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a thud. "Honey, I'm home!"

On cue, a beautiful blonde haired woman entered the room. Sophitia sent her husband a bright smile as she run up to him, throwing herself into his opened arms. They shared a warm embrace.

"Welcome home, dearest," she said, pulling back. Rothion gave his wife a small kiss. Sophitia turned around and called out gently, "Patroklos, Pyrrha! Your father is here."

"DADDY, DADDY, DADDY!"

Rothion was tackled to the floor by two young children; a boy and a girl. He chuckled as he tried to sit up as Pyrrha and her brother spread tender kisses all over his face. Eventually Sophitia gently pushed her children aside while helping her husband to his feet again.

The two kids stared up at Rothion, their faces were lit up. "We missed you all day daddy. Mummy made us a LOT of chocolate chip cookies and it took us ages to finish them!"

"And we went to Pallas Athena's temple to give thanks to her and the Gods!"

"Okay my darlings, calm down!" Sophitia giggled girlishly. "Daddy needs his rest so why don't you go and play quietly."

Obeying her, both children walked away and started playing a game with each other. Sophitia turned her head and caught Rothion looking at her. He grinned boyishly at his wife of only four years.

"Looks like you had a busy day with the little ones today," commented Rothion.

"Yes, I did," she confirmed, nodding. "Cassandra visited us for a few hours before helping dad with the bakery shop." Sophitia paused for a second, staring at Rothion with affection in her emerald eyes. "So how has your day been?"

Rothion sat down on a chair and pulled her onto his lap. "It was fine thanks. A bit unusual though…"

"Why?" Sophitia asked curiously. She just hoped that everything with his business was all right. Just a few weeks back some loud-mouthed, cocky teenagers gave Rothion verbal abuse after him refusing to sell them any swords as they were underaged. If Sophitia were there when they started on her husband then they wouldn't be worth living! She would slap them both harshly around the head and drag them by their ear to their parents' house and tell them what their sons have been up to.

"Silas came into the shop and gave me this," Rothion said as he reached down into his pocket and pulled out the shard.

Sophitia's eyes widened in fear as she stared down at the glowing red shard. For as long as she shall live she would never forget the vile enchantment. Soul Edge! The old scars that were inflicted on her body after battling Cervantes were starting to ache and Sophitia settled her hand on her lower abdomen, wincing with pain. This could only mean one thing…Soul Edge was back yet again. It had been four years since her last quest to destroy it once and for all but from what she heard, a group of Asian warriors defeated Nightmare, the wielder of the sword. If the sword was shattered then why did it still exist? Rothion looked at his wife strangely as she bolted up from his lap, gasping loudly.

"Rothion, you HAVE to get rid of it. It's a shard of Soul Edge!"

"Impossible!" Rothion laughed heartedly. "Why would you think that it's Soul-"

Rothion broke off as he peered at his children, giving him the shock of his life. What in the world?! Both Pyrrha and Patroklos' eyes had turned red as blood and their teeth grew into tiny but sharp fangs. Rothion started to whimper as he slowly stood up from his chair while watching his daughter's head turn an entire three-sixty degrees turn. Shit, this was like an exorcist! The children approached Rothion in a zombie-like manner, never taking their eyes off the shard in the palm of his hand. He helplessly looked at his wife and was stunned when she shot him a glare.

"I told YOU to throw it away," Sophitia scowled. "but no, you wouldn't listen to me at all!"

Rothion gasped, obviously offended by what she had said. "Oh, so it's MY fault then? You're the one who gave birth to demon children! See, they get it from your side of the FAMILY! My family is normal unlike your family who suffers from anything freakish!"

Sophitia and Rothion were unaware that the children were coming even closer and closer as they were involved in an argument, trying to score points.

Sophitia drawled sarcastically. "Oh please! Your cousin Troy is hairy all over his body so it's no WONDER that he is mistaken for a grizzly bear all the time!"

"Why, you little-OUCHHHHHH!"

His agonised scream filled the room as Pyrrha bit him on the finger as hard as she could. The shard was released into the air as a result and it landed near the feet of Sophitia. She could only watch in horror as both her son and daughter shoved Rothion to the ground and climbed over his struggling body, clawing and biting at him like animals.

"BAD DEMON BRATS, GET OFF ME! I AM YOUR FATHER FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!" Rothion yelled in pain as Pyrrha and Patroklos took turns in beating him up. "WHY DON'T YOU ATTACK SOMEONE ELSE?! ARGHHHHH, MY MANHOOD!"

Deciding that enough was enough Sophitia made up her mind and picked up the shard that caused the children to act crazy. She could no longer watch this any further so with a determined look upon her face; she threw the shard of Soul Edge out of the window.

"Enough!" she announced sharply. Abruptly Patroklos and Pyrrha stopped attacking their father and climbed off him as Rothion emitted a low groan. Thankfully the children were back to their normal selves but that couldn't be said for her husband. Rothion was lying still on the floor, covered with blood while his eyes were shut. Sophitia cringed at the nasty cuts on his body and kneeled down, putting her head on his chest to see if he was still breathing or not. Her worst fears had been confirmed and she scrambled to her feet with a sob.

The children knew that they were instantly in trouble when Sophitia angrily planted her hands on her hips while glowering at the both of them.

"Now look at what you've done – you've killed your father!" Sophitia exclaimed furiously. "GO TO YOUR ROOMS RIGHT NOW!"

A/N: Oh dear, I don't think any parent would like it if they had to deal with Pyrrha and Patroklos when they turn into demons hehe. Well, one down and only 59 to go! Also I am letting guest authors to contribute their own chapters to this so if you want to then don't hesitate to send them to me via email. My email address is PWF-TEMPTRESS(at)hotmail(dot)uk