Chapter 1
Nightmare stared that the horrible sight in front of him. It was a sight so horrible, so disgusting, that it even shocked him, the Azure Knight.
"TIRA!!!" he yelled. His loyal servant, Tira, skipped her way with a big smile on her face. Apparently, she was waiting for some kind of reaction
out of Nightmare and must have planned the sight in front of them. "What is this?!" growled Nightmare. "It's a birthday cake" replied Tira with
glee. "I made it myself. I put all my love in every layer!" "It's not my birthday!" yelled Nightmare. "And even if I was, I would rather have had
Siegfried impaled me with 100 spirit swords then for someone to make me a birthday cake with cats and rabbits on it and says "Love, Tira" on
it. "You don't like it" asked Tira. Sniveling could be heard in her voice. "No! I hate it! This may be the most terrible thing you have ever
done!" "Then that's good right? We're bad guys so we are supposed to do bad right?" asked Tira innocently. "No! I mean yes! I mean...we
have to destroy! Pillage! Humiliate!" Nightmare suddenly got a big headache. Running Soul Edge through his head sounded like a treat at
this point. He turned away and rubbed his helmeted head, wondering what to do with Tira. She used to be downright rotten. She was a
vicious woman who would obliterate anyone without even needing an excuse. But after their failed attempt to revive Soul Edge, they both
were on a slump. In a desperate attempt for Nightmare to fill his daily quota of evil, he let Tira make the plans. However, those plans included
Ding Dong Ditch, scaring little kids at the park and also Tira singing Karaoke in the town marketplace (Which was actually somewhat cruel to
the people, as Tira is an awful singer). There was no doubt about what had to be done. He had a reputation to maintain. "Tira...I don't know
how to say this, but maybe this isn't working out. Times are tough and you haven't put any money into the Soul Edge retirement fund and you
seem to be...how can I say this? You're simply too..." Nightmare turned around, actually feeling bad about having to fire the girl who would
have drunk poison for him if he asked her too. That sympathy disappeared quickly however when he saw Tira ignoring him and sitting with her
back turned. "Hey, what are you doing?" asked Nightmare, irritated once again. Tira turned around. Her face was covered with Nightmare's
birthday cake. "Want some?" asked Tira with a smile. The next moment she realized, she was flung over the side of a nearby cliff by a
frenzied Nightmare. Her cries of grief made Nightmare feel good at first, but then he felt a small sense of remorse. "Maybe I better see if she's
okay" said Nightmare. He walked forward and stepped on a piece of paper. He picked it up. It was a simple drawing of Nightmare and Tira
holding hands with a big heart in the background. Nightmare's headache returned in full force. He heard some snickering on the side of him.
A little boy saw Nightmare's picture and made fun of him while he scurried away. Nightmare growled in frustration, crumpled the picture and
stamped on it with every fiber of his being.