Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Soul Calibur. Namco does!
A/N:I know, I usually write funny stories. This time, I think it's ready for me to stretch my serious muscle. This takes place during the events of SCIV.
The full moon was smiling it's silver smile down on the earth below. Dark clouds were gathering nearer and nearer to the moon, signaling that a storm is brewing. A lone figure ,with a bizzare circular shaped weapon resting on her shoulder, was making it's way slowly through the forest below the moon. The figure's head was looking down at the ground and her legs was just barely able to keep her from collapsing.
It has been over three days since Tira left her master, Nightmare, and her castle home. For reasons unbeknownst to even her, she left the castle in Ostrheinsburg and ventured outside the cursed city. Both her personalities had no idea why they left or where they were going now.
It has been two days since she has even seen a source of food. Only on the day that she left, she had caught and ate a rabbit. The rabbit she caught was a pitiful size and hardly satisfied her hunger. There were a few water sources that quenched her thrist. The pain of hunger, though, was sharp and would have to rest very soon.
The wind began to pick up as more clouds gathered around the moon. Tira stopped and looked up the moon. A small, skinny cloud was just covering a tiny portion of the silver rock but larger clouds were blocking out the stars.
'Damn...Just what we need, a storm," the Gloomy Side growled.
'Oh, I hope it doesn't,' the Jolly Side said.
Tira continued to walk slowly. After taking one step, her legs gave way and she fell onto her knees. She stayed still for several moments, taking deep breaths. Tira crawled over to the nearest tree. She rested her back on the tree and tilted her head back. She closed her eyes and she felt a lot calmer than she has been lately.
Then, something was rustling in a nearby bush. Tira instantly got her weapon ready and got up into her fighting position.
"Who's there?" she asked in her Jolly Side tone.
Nothing answered. The bush had stopped shaking but she wasn't ready to let her guard down. Other bushes began to shake as well as the first bush. Tira was getting impatient.
"I know someone's there. Show yourself!" she snapped in her Gloomy Side.
"Well...I guess the little girl found us out," a voice called out.
Four men walked out and stood several feet away from Tira. Each of the men had the same black outfits with hoods over their head to hide their identity. Each man had their own weapon. The man in the far left had a katana. The man next to him had a two kunai knives, one in each hand. The man on the far right had a sickle. The man next to the man on the right had dual tonfa blades. Each weapon looked as sharp as the blade could possibly be. Even though she was out numbered, Tira was not afraid to go out without a fight.
"Leave me alone," Tira growled.
"Wow...this girl has some fight in her!" The man with the tonfa blades said.
"I say let's bring back with us," The man with the katana suggested.
"I agree. It'll be fun to have a girl around," the man with the sickle said with a sadistic smile.
The one with the katana moved in on Tira. He reached his arms out, as if to grab Tira. Before he was able to touch her, Tira slashed his left eye with her Ring Blade. The man retreated back. He placed a hand on his injured eye and was screaming pain. Blood dripped down his face and down the hand he was using to cover the bad eye.
"Ah!" he cried. "That bitch just cut me!"
"Ooo..."the one with the kunai said curling his lips into an evil smile. "This will be more funner than I thought!"
The kunai man disappeared into the shadows. The one with the sickle jumped into a tree while tonfa man helped his wounded comrade by disappearing into the shadows, as well. Tira was on high guard. She had no idea where her enemies were and did not know when they will or if they attack.
"Little girl..." someone whispered in her ear.
Tira's eyes went wide as she felt a strong wrap around her waist and cold steel near her neck. She felt and heard heavy breathing on the back of her neck. She looked at the blade that was near her. It was a kunai knife.
"You really should be keep an eye on your back," Kunai man said into her ear.
"Shut up..." Tira growled.
She quickly turned her head to the side and bit the hand that was near her neck. The man yelped and let go of her. But, as he drew the the hand the kunai was in, he slashed Tira's left arm. Tira bit her bottom lip, backed away and placed her hand on the fresh wound. It was on the bicep. The cut was not very deep but it stung like hell.
"You have a lot of nerve to bite me and slash my comrade," the Kunai man growled.
Tira quickly took her hand off her wound and got into her fighting stance. The man with kunai got into his fighting postition. His comrades, minus the one with the cut on his eye, join around the one with the kunai knives. Clearly, Tira was out numbered by two. Since she hadn't eaten anything in two days, the battle, she guessed, would be even more difficult.
The man with the tonfa blades ran up to her and tried to knock her over by swiping her ankles. Tira dodged that attack easily by jumping up into the air. She retaliated by slashing her opponent while she was in th air, but he was fast and was able to dodge it by move off the the side. As Tira landed back on the ground, Tonfa man used one of his tonfas and slashed at Tira's stomach. He got her and a scarlet line appeared on her stomach. She placed an arm over the wound and bit her lip, trying to show that she was in no pain. In no time, her arm turned red and it dripped down her body.
'Dammit! We can't fight like this! We must retreat!' the Gloomy Side suggested.
'But then that will show those people that we're weak. We must continue to fight until one of us falls.' the Jolly Side argued.
As her two sides argued, she blocked her enemies attacks, while still covering her injury on her belly. Now, all of the enemies were attacking her. When the one with the sickle gave her a nasty cut on her leg, she decided to flee.
The moon was now covered by clouds. Rain was pouring and quick bolts of lightning flashed with loud booms of thunder following shortly after. Tira was running blindly through the woods, narrowly missing trees and tripping over herself. She could sense her enemies were still following her. She was suprised when she sensed the man who's eye she severly injured was following as well. Must be trying to get even with me after I made him blind in one eye...no matter, I'll blind the other one. she told hereself.
Lightning flashed and Tira stopped running. She stopped and couldn't believe what she was seeing. It was a dead end. Tall rocks, as far as the eye could see, were in the way. The rocks looked climbable, but since it was raining, the rocks would be to slippery to grip.
The rain was starting to lighten up, but the winds were getting stronger. Tira's crazy raven colored bangs were plastered to her face. Her clothes were clinging to her body. The blood stains remained on her body, giving her normally pale skin color a pinkish tone.
Tira heard footsteps behind her and they were getting stronger. She turned around and saw her four attackers right ahead of her.
"Can't you morons ever leave me alone?" she growled as she got into the Gloomy fighting stance.
"Why would we leave you alone?" the man with the tonfa blades asked.
"We just want to have fun," the sickle guy sneered.
"Either you come with us or we kill you," kunai man said.
"I'd rather kill her right now. I want revenge for what she did to my eye," the man with the katana snarled
The man with the sickle sighed. "Fine, we'll kill her after we bring back with us."
The other three nodded and the group walked around Tira. She looked for an opening, any opening so she could flee. There was none, the men cut them all off as they got closer to her. The wound on her stomach stung. The pain was horrible and Tira fell to her knees, biting her lip. She was looking at the ground, her arm over the wound. She moaned in pain.
"This'll be easier than I thought."
It was the voice of the katana man. Tira looked up. The rain stopped and the clouds were backing away from the moon. The wind was still blowing strongly though.
The man with the katana was standing over Tira, with the handle of his blade over her head. She knew that this was it, he was going to knock her out and she would lose.
Just as the man was about to strike her with the handle, a sharp yowl pireced the air. The man with the katana stopped his attack, the handle just an inch or two away from Tira's skull. Everyone looked around for what made the noise. There was nothing.
"What the fuck was that?" asked the man with the tonfas.
Then, their was a high pitched shreik. The three standing away from the man with the katana and Tira got their weapons ready.
"Show yourself!" yelled the man with the sickle.
Tap-tap...
The men looked up at the rocks that Tira's back was facing. The men couldn't beileve their eyes. Tira looked behind to see what was there.
On top of the tallest rock was a cat. The full moon shone down on the creature. The cat had beautiful, slick black fur. Since the cat was high up, Tira couldn't see anymore details of the cat.
"Just a cat? Ha! Looks like we're going to get two pets!" sneered the man with the tonfa blades.
That comment made the black cat's fur stand up. The cat made a great leap and landed in front of Tira. It's tail was poffed up and the fur on it's back was standing on end.
"Look!" the man with the sickle laughed. "That dumb cat is trying to protect the little girl!"
The cat turned it's head to left and looked at Tira. Tira looked at the cat's pale blue eyes and were mesmerized by the unusual coloring. She didn't even noticed the scar that was on the eye. The cat looked as if it had a little smirk on it's face before turning it's head back to look at men.
The katana man walked up to the cat, who was now snarling and hissing at the man.
"Oh, kitty cat, you wanna play too?" he said in a baby voice. He crouched down to the cat.
When the man was down at eye level, the cat lunged at his throat. It didn't miss it's target and crunched down on his throat. The man dropped his katana and screamed for dear life. Tira and the other men watched, horrified as the cat bit harder and harder down on his throat. In no time, the man fell to the ground, gasping for air. After taking one last gasp, he became motionless and went on to the next life. The cat let go and backed away from the dead man, licking the blood on it's lips.
The three remaining men trembled, as well as Tira. The cat shreiked and the men ran away. Tira was alone with the cat who just murdered someone in cold blood.
The black cat turned around and looked into Tira's violet eyes. Tira returned the stare and looked into the pale blue eyes of the cat.
Then, the pain of hunger clenched at Tira's stomach and she looked down. She got light headed and her head met the cold rocky ground. She drifted off into a deep slumber she thought she would never wake up from.