Hello this is my second cross over story line hope you like it. The story will be in first person so this is kind of new to me so let's pray that it will work out.
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Caliber 4 or Rosario + Vampire.
Hello my name is Alaina, and I am a vampire. Here are a few things you should know I am currently 15 but tomorrow is my birthday, no I do not burn alive in the sun, and I just burn much easier than the average human. 2: Garlic doesn't kill me I just don't like the smell. And finally 3: Rosaries don't do anything to me. My life has been fine so far, but everything went to hell when Nightmare and Siegfried appeared out of the blue. Since then everyone I encounter wants to kill me. Hell even my friend Amy joined the fight so that she could stop her father Raphael, and even my sister who is ironically a priest thinks it's a good idea to kill me because I am an "unholy" creature and shouldn't be allowed to live. And even the little children fear me, I mean just because I am a vampire doesn't I will drink their blood! But anyways I've sidetracked you enough time for the story.
"Come on it's time to wake up." Said a familiar voice yet in an unfamiliar tone. "Ugh come on just let me sleep." I mumble, "And Amy why are you so cheerful I mean lately all you do is mope around and look vacant." "Yeah I know but anyone would be cheerful when…" Amy began in a very cheerful voice. "Yeah yeah, I don't care just let me sleep." I say putting a pillow on my head to drown out Amy's doll like voice. I hear footsteps and my door being slammed shut. I open my eyes and let take the entirety of my room in. (The room is painted red, with black furniture, and a normal teenage girls bed filled with teddy bears and it even had pink covers.) I sniff the air, as the irresistible smell of my sister's cooking works its way into my system. I bolted straight down stairs from my room the smell turns into the stench of rotting corpses, I know that smell all too well. I quietly move down the stairs, and toward the door which is just barely open. But even before I touched the door I felt a pulse run through the entire house and the smell stopped and it was replaced with the smell of burning rock. I looked in and I saw my sister in front of two witch's cauldrons, the one on the left was glowing blue and the one on the right was glowing red. In front of the two cauldrons were the mighty swords soul edge and soul caliber, I knew my sister was strong, but to beat Nightmare and Siegfried was to be the stuff of legend. I just continued to stare, my feet were rooted to the spot where I was standing, and just beyond the door, I could see my sister chanting in some strange language in front of some sort of alter. I tried to get a better view of the room, but when I moved the floorboard creaked. My sister shot up from her kneeling position and walked out of sight, I waited maybe a minute, but that minute felt like an hour. When suddenly an arm shot out of the wall next to me and drug me into the room, and when the hand let me go a final blow to my head knocked out.
I was in the middle of a completely black room with nothing in it except for a small piece of paper floating under a spot light. I moved towards it, but when I got to the spotlight's edge a woman appeared in the light. "Acromentum. Remember this word it will save you." The woman said. "Wait. What? I don't understand." I say more confused than I ever had been in my life. "Your sister has been a minion of Nightmare's ever since that fateful night." The woman said, and I keeled over throwing up, I was getting more and more confused and the more the woman spoke the more I wanted to throw up. "What fateful night?" I choked through the taste of the vomit and blood. "The night you were set to this accursed fate." The woman said, as the room started to fade out of my vision and voices were starting to chatter in my head. "Damn they found me, I am sorry but I must leave. Remember Acromentum you will know when to use it." The woman said and in a flash of a bright white light the room disappeared.
I awoke tied to a giant wooden stake in the middle of a giant pentagram, and when I tried to stand up my hands rubbed against the stake and it felt as though a million volts of electricity coursed through my body. I screamed and screamed, but after a while I got up from the floor and onto my own feet. Though my vision was obscured by the ginormous amount of pain I was feeling I could still make out two people entering through the door directly in front of me. It also didn't matter how much you screwed with my vision I could always tell even only from those small moments in contact with them you could tell the presence of Soul Caliber and Soul Edge. I heard heavy footsteps move towards me and then stop just short of a few feet. "So this is the one." Said the demonic voice of Nightmare. "Yes it is my master." My sister said. "Silver please stop whatever you are doing please." I begged knowing that the only way that this was going to end was my inevitable death. "I am sorry Alaina, but we both know how this is going to end. It will end with your blood spilled on the floor, and my master's grand presence in this world confirmed forever." Silver said coldly. I stood there stunned as Silver my own sister got ready to kill me, and Nightmare just stood in front of me and just stared at me blankly as though daring me to move. I waited for a little while, and Nightmare made a quick movement with his demon claw on the ropes binding me and I fell flat on my face. "Master what are you…" Silver started but stopped quickly when Nightmare glared at her. "Get up." Nightmare said mercilessly. I scrambled to my feet as Nightmare walked over to the table and picked up Soul Caliber. He held it in his hand for a little while, and threw it at me. I caught it, but not before falling right on my ass from its weight. How Siegfried was able to hold it with one hand seemed impossible even if he were a holy paladin knight. I checked the sword it seemed fine, but when I touched the hilt my hands steamed and I screamed quickly dropping the sword. "Hey! Be careful with that I still need it!" Silver said, while picking up the sword with one hand much like Siegfried did the first time he held it. I stood there amazed when Soul Edge was driven straight through my chest. I screamed louder than I ever had before, I looked up at Nightmare's emotionless face and I saw him breath faster and faster as though excited about something when his grip released on Soul Edge and me along with it.
I lyied on top of Nightmare's unmoving body for a little while, before I felt the sword in my chest vibrate as though mourning its old master's death. But after a while I was shoved off of Nightmare by Silver and so there I was lying there in the middle of the giant pentagram my sister had drawn, in the middle of a pool of my own blood. That time felt as good as any so I said the magic word. "Acromentum." A flash of red light and I disappeared into a long tunnel, and I was drug towards a light at the end. And that is how and where our story begins on the other side of the tunnel.
Sorry it was so short but what is good for all of us is the fact that I am saying screw it to first person writing so next chapter and probably every story I write from here on out will be in third person.