Hello everybody! Talisman here! I've been gone for such a time now even after attempting a lemon (Heh heh, which i'll finish later).

I thought to write about Nightmare.

I grant you a view to a gruesome look at his life, so here you go.

I present to you:

"Past the Gods Hellish Pities."

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing of Soul Calibur. Nightmare and Sophitia belong to Namco.

Devious Torture

"Run my girl! Run! Don't let him catch y- AAGGGHHHHH!" A frightened voice now sank to a hush wished a little girl the best of luck from escaping. A dark path with torches decorated the walls and surrounded the helpless little girl. The little girl ran with eyes full of fear with no exact idea of where she was heading.

*Pant, pant* Rear viewing to the king's room, she hid behind a knight statue in a gigantic corridor.

"Where are you wretched soul?" A shrill voice knocked closer and closer to the little girl... silence took over the large space. An outline of a black shadow forced the girl to shriek inside of the palm of her small hands.

The figure disappeared...

*BAM!* The statue knocked over, falling on top of the little girl's leg, crushing her knee and her young, weak leg bones. She screamed in pure agony "Please! No! Don't hurt meee-" She begged him constantly not to take her life, but...

*Schlink!* The girls body froze for a slight second. Eyes, her beautiful, rosy eyes filled with disbelief and tears. The being's sword was now stuck inside of the little girl. She lifted her head and cupped her hands around the sword. Her mouth lied wide open with drool seeping down her fragile neck.
"Ah... thought you could run? Senseless human."

He slid the sword out of her seven year old heart and positioned it parallel to his dark face. Sweet blood dripped off of the sword's tip.

"Beautiful... how beautiful this is... It's not enough."

A dissatisfaction with this creature only led to more terror. With this standard he rose the sword above the girl and jammed it in and out of her heart repeatedly. Blood teared it's way down to the hilt.

"Your soul is mine!" Her eyes forced tears down her cheeks as she looked at him. Without ignorance he knew her soul would rest any second now. He couldn't wait for that second to arrive. He had to act quickly before she died.

*Crush! Crush! Crush!* His large fist gripped her head. He slammed her head into the corridor's concrete floor. He took his massive fist and bashed her face until it was nearly as flat as the floor. Brains, only knowledgeable of seven years of pure life soaked the corridor's ground. He observed her gruesome wreck of a body and slid his tongue out of his helmet. Brains, followed by intestines and other components of her body slurped into his vile mouth, leaving blood and bodily fluids splashed on the iron plate of his helmet. He chewed and swallowed her body until every piece slid down his windpipe.

"A refreshing helping of a weak human soul. MY SOUL IS STILL PARCHED!"
He looked at the cold, concrete ground. An eyeball that belonged to the little girl lied on the floor.

*Smash* He broke his foot into the and orange oozed out of the now smashed eyeball. "It's him! Get him!" Rows of the king's army ran towards the evil being. A coward would have ran, he didn't flinch one bit... *Smash!* His sword slashed the army's men without leaving his position. *Crash!* "You wasteful beings think you can kill me? HAHAHA!" He blasted a rush of air that slammed the army's men into the wall of the main entrance. The brave soldiers that dedicated years to becoming one of the greatest armies in the world, now lied in each other's arms, dead, killed in less than a second.

"More... I NEED MORE!" He devoured every soldier that lied on the castle's entrance.
He was disgusted to be involved with this castle of useless souls. The Moon's white light illuminated the ruined city that lied under the mountain top, where the king's castle stood.

A stroll to the edge of the mountain is where this being stood. He ascended the dark sword with the solo eye into night's weary sky.

"I AM NIGHTMARE! THE AZURE KNIGHT! BEG TO THE GODS I WON'T STEAL YOUR SOUL!"

This creature, now revealed as "Nightmare", kneeled and bowed his head.

"I'm so hungry. I keep eating weak souls! I need more power to fulfill my hunger and thirst along with Soul Edge's power.I can't suffer the abuse anymore, I have to have a worthy soul to eat."
He rose himself back into night's air. "I will search for more powerful souls. If I have to search day and night I WILL! I won't sleep...it won't be difficult."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Following Day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A ship full of sea men stopped at a dock to unload supplies of merchandise. Nightmare seized the boat and began traveling eastward.

If he didn't want to attract attention, he had to be in a stealth state. Hours and hours sailed by as Nightmare remained in the lower deck. He finally proposed to his mind that the ship wasn't being steered. He proceeded to run up the lower deck's stairs when-

*Crash! Screech!* Nightmare fell down the deck's stairs. Cursing the boat for his clear mistake, he made his way to the top deck and lied his eyes upon an open city. White pillars with gold decorative borders fanned outward, as high as the lively blue sky.

"Heh-heh, let's see what I can do here." His departure of the ship wasn't noticed until a woman screamed in fear. "It's the Azure Knight!" The city's people ran with everlasting fear toward a mountain.

"A lovely greeting as usual." He was pleasured to hear fear rupture through the city. Pure chaos is what Nightmare majored.

He made his way into another part of the mountain. The city was abandoned not too long after his appearance. "This is where the god lives?" He viewed a gargantuan statue that lied inside of a gate. He was surrounded on top of a platform that treated water around it like a moat. Pillars were in the statues view with a small corridor that was held up by pillar's. He was fascinated by a large pearl white sign with gold letters that read "Eurydice Shrine".

"Leave, you do not belong here. What do you want with my people?" He grasped the woman's soft, silken voice.
"Ha! You dare disrespect me? Who do you think you are?" He slowly turned his stance to face the woman. He looked into her green eyes.
Waiting for a response he flipped the demon sword by it's hilt and waited for her response.

"You do not define if I am powerful. It is no one else's compromise to form the type of warrior that I am."

"Warrior you say? Just what I want. Prepare woman! your soul will soon rest with me!" With that said he dashed towards the pale girl who wrapped her hands firmly around her sword's hilt and slid her arm through the shield's straps.

"Hephaestus, watch over my soul. Your proud warrior will not surrender."

So how'd ya guys like? Gruesome huh? Yeah i wanted a crack at that so hey, Nightmare was the way to go. I would appreciate R&R's and if you would like to see something in the next chapter then feel free to include it. Thanks for reading!

C Ya Later!

Preview to Chapter II: Ironic Mayhem

"I surrender to you Nightmare! Please! I'm honored to be your minion." She positioned to him in a praying position.

"You shall pray to my name and never betray me. You will do as I please...or i'll kill you."