Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Calibur.


Brr…Why am I cold? Where am I? I've never seen this place before.

The young warrior asked herself. She heard whispers in her ears. People she has never seen or heard of. She opened her eyes. There were no walls. She was on a flat rock that was over five hundred feet from the ground. The rock was covered with tall green grasses and beautiful white flowers. The scent of the flowers was blissful and calming. The she-warrior looked up at the dark sky. There was a full moon with a bunch of little stars surrounding it.

Then, the scar on her right eye stung. She bit her lip and stood up. This was a sign that her warrior ancestors were about to come down from their sanctuary above and speak to her.

The girl brushed her black, shoulder-length hair back and looked at the moon. Her pale blue eyes sparkled in the moon's reflection. Her black dress dance slowly in the breeze. The feeling of coldness disappeared and she felt warm.

Then, in a blinding flash of light, a figure stood in front of her. When the light dispersed, the girl got to look at the features of the newcomer.

This figure was a woman. She had on a nice gray dress with a black ribbon around her slim waist. A beautiful red pendent, on a black ribbon, was tied around her neck. She had long silver hair that was tied in the middle of her back by a gray ribbon. She opened her eyes, revealing piercing blue eyes. In her right hand, was a tall golden staff with ring on top, and rings connected to the main ring. She smiled warmly at the girl. The girl was completely stunned and tried fighting back her tears.

"F-Foxflower?" The girl stammered out.

"It's been a while, my dearest Thunderfang," The woman confirmed softly.

Thunderfang ran up to Foxflower, arms wide open. Thunderfang wrapped her arms around the woman and began weeping.

"Foxflower…I miss you so much!" Thunderfang cried. "The tribe is not the same without you!"

Foxflower placed her free hand onto the sad girl's shoulder and crouched down. Thunderfang looked at Foxflower, eyes ceasing their weeping.

"I have miss you too, my dear," Foxflower said caringly. "But I will never be able to roam the land of the living ever again. My soul belongs with the other warrior ancestors."

"I know…but you were my only family," Thunderfang muttered.

Foxflower waited a second before saying something.

"Is Stormwhisper doing a good job as the shaman?" Foxflower asked.

"She's doing well. But I think you were better."

"Well, she was still an apprentice when I died. She'll get better and maybe, she'll be better than me."

"Like that'll ever happen!" Thunderfang joked.

The two laughed. Then, Foxflower took Thunderfang's hand and stood up. Thunderfang cocked her head.

"Why are you visiting me?"

"You know how are seventeen summers old now, right?" Foxflower asked. Thunderfang nodded. "Now is time when you can go venture away from the tribe without consulting either the shaman or the leader."

Thunderfang's eyes widened. "But won't I get in trouble?"

Foxflower's eyes narrowed. "What I am about to tell you is something that will not get you in trouble. For this is an important task from the warrior ancestors. In other words, I'm giving you a prophecy "

"What is it?" Thunderfang asked, trying to hide her growing excitement.

"The tribe is in danger. There is someone within the tribe that is slowly tearing the ways of survival apart. If no one does something, the tribe will die."

"Die?"

"Yes. But, there is something that you can do."

"What is it?"

"Ever heard of the two swords, Soul Calibur and Soul Edge?"

Thunderfang nodded her head. "I heard a few stories about them from the elders. Do they really exist?"

"Yes. If you are able to retrieve one of these swords, then the tribe will thrive for years to come. But you must choose the right sword. One will make the situation better, the other will cause the end for the tribe."

"Should I tell Stormwhisper and Skywatcher?"

"No! You must not tell them. This is mission just for you and you alone."

"But what about my apprentice?"

"The tribe will figure out something for her." Foxflower paused for second and looked at the moon. She the looked back at Thunderfang. "I must leave now. But I have a gift for you. Close your eyes."

Thunderfang closed her eyes. She felt something cold around her neck.

"You may open them now."

Thunderfang opened her eyes and saw a beautiful red diamond choker around her neck. She touched the gift with two fingers and looked at Foxflower with tears welling up in her eyes. Foxflower smiled warmly.

"This is a gift from the ancestors and me to you. This necklace will protect you on your journey."

"I…I don't know what to say. Thank you so much!"

Foxflower walked over to Thunderfang and hugged her.

"Take care, my dear."

"Good-bye Foxflower."

Then, Foxflower disappeared in a blinding flash.

Thunderfang woke up on the ground with the morning sun shining on her. The dew from the grass was making her back wet. She slowly sat up. She touched her neck and found the lovely gift from Foxflower around her neck still. She really did visit! A smile came across her face as she looked up at the sky.

Thank you, Foxflower…Thank you for everything!

"Hey!" A voice called out. "Thunderfang let's go! We need to practice!"

Thunderfang looked into the direction where the voice came from.

"I'm coming Silverstar!" She called back.

She got up and stretched. Then walked to the training grounds to begin helping her apprentice with her training.