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SOUL CALIBUR: Dark Soul

Created by:

Bride-of-Nightmare/Absolhunter251

Disclaimer: I do not own the soul calibur verse or its characters. But Jericho belongs to me. Jericho is the son of both soul edge and soul calibur, Nightmare and Siegfried born from his mother, Marisa. This is a time in the 30th century where Jericho ends up in a strange time verse where he searching for the two swords he saw his fathers' use, if he holds both swords he will protect the ones he loves or anyone he makes contact with. But he will not forget his father's teachings and now he will have to face his fate of being the son of both swords, darkness and light, he will have to uncover his past and future. This is also based off slightly to my Soul calibur IV- My Immortal hero fanfic. Jericho is maybe at age 19 to 23 because he's like his stepfather, Siegfried, who lost everything. But lets hope this story well end well, I'm also putting in the characters from soul calibur Legends and chronicles of the sword from soul calibur 3 into this new tale of souls as well of writing another OC, fanfic. Well sit back and enjoy the ride.

Chapter 1: Revelation

Jericho seemed to be traveling for over 3 days of not stopping to think where he was going. All he knew he had to find out more of his past life, even though he was young, his memory is clouded with mystery. He looked around a graveyard of dead soldiers, while he walk past their dead bodies, he looked down at one soldier who seemed to be barely alive. He walked towards the badly wounded soldier and the man looked up at Jericho, he was trembling in fear while his swallows seemed to be filled up with his own blood.

"W-who are you?" Asked the man while he stared directly into Jericho's eyes which to the man, he saw the azure knight's eyes.

Jericho was curious and wonder what the soldier meant. "I'm Jericho, sir…" He responded.

"Jericho…" The man said. Jericho looked at the soldier. Before the soldier could tell Jericho on what happened, he died so after. Jericho looked at the dead soldier and closed the man's eyes and sensed some evil energy inside the man. He saw a huge flesh wound carved into the man's chest, he sensed Soul Edge's energy and closed his eyes as if he were absorbing the evil energy and got up.

He looked around while he pulled out his sword, looking down at it before looking up towards the black clouds that were starting to form. He saw a flash come before his eyes, he flinched from the light.

Jericho wonder what was that all about, before he heard a voice. The voice chuckled at him, as he looked around to know where the voice was coming from. He then saw a orange light appear before him, the orange light was soul edge and the azure knight's power. The light crept towards Jericho.

Jericho was shocked and quickly guarded himself from the light as it got closer.

"I've been waiting for you…" Said the glowing light. Jericho stared at the light as he blinked.

"Jericho, my son." Said the light once more. Jericho looked at the swirling orange ball and heard the azure knight's voice as well as the sword's voice call out his name.

He just stared at the light. "If you find soul edge, I shall grant you anything."

"Even, the loss of your fears…."

Jericho looked at it, as the light moved away from him and faded away into the sky.

"Soul Edge…you will help me with that power?" Jericho asked himself, before looking forward to see an army walk up before him.

The Grandall Empire looked before Jericho and saw the dead soldiers around him, he held his sword.

Girardot walked towards Jericho and leered at him. "So, you killed all my soldiers, young man?"

"What? No I-" Jericho said surprised and confused.

"All of my soldiers were slaughtered by a huge blade, which you hold and you are not welcomed here, you work for the Dalkia army." Girardot said.

"I don't work for no one! Or this Dalkia army you speak of!" Jericho said.

"We will see…if your guilty or not." Girardot said, and order his men to seize Jericho. Jericho was brought down to his knees and was tied up in ropes and was walking between the army as a caught prisoner.

Someone was watching Jericho the whole time he was there. The boy looked interested in Jericho, since he thought he might of found someone else like him and followed Girardot's army.

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Jericho stopped before the huge castle gate opening to let the army in. He looked around to see some women weeping over the loss of losing their husbands during the wars they all had to go too, others were hiding their young ones from the army to make sure the kids won't do anything, and others were sick from the evil seed attack.

He was then brought to the cell rooms for keeping for now until they have a meeting. Jericho heard the gate closed behind him, he looked around in his cell that was pretty deep and damp. He knew he didn't do anything wrong, but from it looked, things here were pretty rough, since from what he gather from his father's voice, that Strife Astlar Grandall was in charged of the Grandall army and was ordering Girardot around.

He looked out the bar window to see the dark clouds swirl over the castle, something came to his attendtion. Why would he had found soldiers killed by a huge sword like soul edge, he thought maybe his father was doing these killings, but his father and stepfather had vanished a long time ago, but he thought it could be them since they were the only ones with the two powerful swords in history.

He then sensed someone coming by, he turned his head and saw a boy stand before his window.

"Well I never expect a interesting knight such as yourself to be caught." Said the boy.

"I didn't do anything." Jericho said.

"I know that, You remind me of a old friend of mine before I was betrayed by that friend, but I see, me and you are alike, we both are searching for something."

Jericho stared at the boy. "What? And who are you?" he asked.

"Iska Farkas." said Iska. "But please call me, Iska for short, and what is your name?"

"Jericho." Jericho replied. Iska grinned and somehow opened the cell door with his sword that he carried.

Jericho looked at Iska with a stern face and also trying to act tough.

"Hey, calm down, I'm freeing you from your murder." Iska said making sure Jericho could trust him.

"I didn't commit that murder, it could have been someone with Soul Edge or maybe it could be my father." Jericho told Iska.

"Your father? Who is this father?"

"I'm not telling you, you ask to many questions." Jericho hissed.

Iska chuckled slightly. "Hey, were friends now aren't we? Shouldn't we tell each other on what we want to know, how else am I going to know my friend now, Hm?"

Jericho then heard Soul Edge's voice again as it boomed through his ears.

"If you gain his trust, we can take him out with one strike, my son…gain his trust then when the time is ripe, we strike!" Echoed the demonic voice inside Jericho's mind, as he was hearing the azure knight's voice.

He soon got out of the strange black out and shook his head to gain focus and looked at Iska.

Iska cocked his head to the side. "So, you've been hearing voices eh?"

Jericho was surprised and looked at Iska with caution. "How do you know that?"

"Come on, everyone is hearing things ever since the evil seed struck the whole world, but I've noticed it when you first came here, those fools saw you as an enemy, but to me, your just a lonely boy, looking for the ultimate sword if I'm correct?"

Jericho looked at Iska with a frail look in his eyes, how could Iska know him so well. They barely just met as of now.

"Come on, we better get moving before they notice that your gone, Jericho." Iska said.

Jericho nodded and followed Iska.

Girardot sent his army soldier to pick up Jericho, but then the soldiers saw that Jericho had escaped.

Before Girardot could act there was a huge rumble, that shook everything. He looked up and saw a huge Dragon ascended to the ground of the castle. It roared and started to attack the castle wall's main stronghold.

Jericho and Iska didn't make it out on time, they were surrounded by fleeing towns people and huge flame balls that the dragon threw.

"Grr…if this dragon destroys everything, the Grandall army will capture both of us, unless…" Iska said, before looking at Jericho. "If we scare off the dragon, we could see if this Grandall army is trust worthy, they might know something about the holy stone."

Jericho stared at him. The dragon roared a fury roar and blasted its orange flame across the stronghold knocking a few Grandall army off their feet and got trampled by the falling the concrete that fell before them.

Jericho then closed his eyes thinking on what to do, as he spaced out to see if Soul Edge had something to say, there was nothing, then a glimpse of Soul Calibur had shined and whispered something to him. Iska looked at Jericho with a confused expression of awkwardness.

Jericho grabbed his sword and began to charge at full speed towards the beast. The Dragon roared and leaned its large head opening its huge mouth of razor sharp teeth getting ready to bite.

Jericho jumped onto the dragon's nose and tried to hold on, as the dragon began to bobble its head to knock off its prey. Iska watched on what Jericho had in store.

Jericho hung on tight as tight as he could, trying to keep his balance on the raging dragon. He then ran onto its scaly body as the dragon flew up in the air. Jericho then pulled out his sword and started to jab his weapon hard into the dragon's spine. The beast let out a bellow of pain and began to fly down towards the town, breaking a few castle buildings a long the way. Jericho's strange eyes began to glow with red and blue energy, reflecting the two swords, Soul Edge and Soul Calibur as he leered from the dragon's extreme speed.

Girardot looked up and saw Jericho tangling with the dragon. The dragon sailed down sliding nearly close to Girardot. He stared as the dragon laid silent right in front of him. Jericho jumped off the slew dragon, and was catching his breath.

"I was wrong about you, warrior…what is your name?" Girardot asked.

"Jericho, sir." Jericho said.

"Jericho, nice job taking on that dragon." Iska said.

"I have to say, no warrior of your caliber has ever stood up against a beast like that, for that…I shall throw a grand feast in your honor, Jericho." Girardot said, placing his hand on Jericho's shoulder, before walking back into town.

Jericho looked around while he and Iska walked through the town that remained.

"Iska…why are you helping me?" Jericho asked looking at Iska while they walked down the town's square. Iska blinked and stared at Jericho.

"well, I can sense you have Soul Edge and Soul Calibur flowing inside your bloodstream, but you might also know where the two swords are hiding, Also I need to find them…that way I can forget the past of losing my home and sister." He explained lowering his head.

Jericho looked at Iska with worry. 'I'm sorry to hear that…but I'll make sure you get the dream you want."

Iska sneered in his mind knowing that Jericho may be the oddest warrior he's met, but he's falling for the trap. Soon his plan will fall into action, but he played the part of innocence. He looked at Jericho, with a reassuring smile.

"Thank you, Jericho…your too kind."

Jericho nodded and continued to follow Girardot to the main chamber where all warriors celebrate.

Strife sat in the center of the room, he looked up and saw Iska and Jericho walk in. "So, you're the warriors who destroyed the beast…I have to say I'm grateful to see you two are in one piece."

Jericho then grabbed his head, feeling a sign of wooziness come to him. Iska looked at Jericho hearing his groans of wooziness, noticing that Jericho's right hand was trembling.

Strife stared at Jericho with confusion. "who is this?" he asked.

"Jericho, Strife…he's the one who killed the dragon that attacked your kingdom." Iska explained.

Strife placed his hand on his chin stroking it, while examining Jericho.

"Jericho…Is something wrong?" Strife asked with a slight smirk.

Jericho right eye was glowing brightly, even though he covered it with his right hand. He looked up at Strife.

Iska could hear Jericho's heartbeat grow fast. "Well you excuse us for a moment?"

He took Jericho outside. "What hell is wrong with you, Jericho?" Iska asked whispering to him with a bit of anger.

Jericho's heartbeat was starting to calm down a little, and his right hand stopped shaking. He felt like he was having a fever.

Iska had an eyebrow raised looking at his friend. "You are the strangest warrior I've met…But if you sensed something up with Strife, then you really need to get that checked out."

"I-I don't know what happened in there…" Jericho responded trying to get over his woozy stomach.

"You must still be tired out from the dragon stun you pulled off." Iska said.

Jericho then fell to his knees and past out, while he fell forward, feeling his right side tremble once again. Iska knew for a fact that what Jericho did right now wasn't good.

He called for help and the Grandall army came in to take Jericho to the nearest medical doctor they have.

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They placed Jericho on the stretcher and started to check what was wrong, they could feel the evil energy inside his body and start to get burned by the evil energy.

Iska was wondering on what had become of Jericho. Then all of sudden, Orange spiked up horns started to emerge from his shoulders, making a bone cracking sound as they appeared out from his body through his armor.

Then it came to Iska that Jericho had soul Edge inside him, somewhere in his body.

Jericho was aching in pain, feeling his soul edge parts starting to grow out.

The Grandall medic was astonished to see that why would a warrior such as this could grow such spikes that were made of hard bone. Jericho was in pain from his strange growing, and had to yell in pain, while more fleshly spikes appear on his right side from his back and he whole body.

Iska seemed to be amused but also slightly concern watching Jericho's transformation.

The pain soon died down and Jericho was finally resting with ease. The medic placed a wet rag on Jericho's forehead, to ware down the high fever before the medic left.

"So…you do have both swords within you…interesting." Iska said to himself while he looked at Jericho with a small evil look in his eyes, peering through the tent before closing it.

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A/N: well what a why to begin a story, with pains already. Well I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter and hopefully you all can give me ideas on what should happen next chapter, please do okay. Also leave a review. If you need ref on how Jericho looks please type in absolhunter251 in Google and find there you can see my gallery and pictures of Jericho.