Sword Demon's Legacy
By remixofdestiny
AN: Time to stop beating around the bush and start this story. This is another Sammy-based story if Elibe and Earth were once the same place. It is 4 years after Galaxia and Sammy is 17 years old. So basically it's an AU. Sailor Moon and the other Senshi are still there of course and magic is forgotten to the long passages of time except for a select few. Enjoy the story and please Read and Review! It's a Fire Emblem X-Over if you haven't noticed earlier.
Chapter 0: The Sword Demon
Sammy Tsukino.
That was his name. But not now, not when he was in a tournament like this. His long brown hair flows down to his waist and it covers one of his cold green eyes. He is wearing an old Sacean garb. The Swordmaster's garb. The robes are light enough to dodge enemy attacks and tough enough to survive lethal blows. The garb is a light blue color with gold on the edges of the robes. He is also wearing a dark scarf, hiding his mouth. Sammy is holding a sword, more specifically the Wo Dao. He closes his eyes as he waits for his name to be called in the deathmatch. Tonight… It will rain blood.
"It's your turn!" the Arenamaster shouts.
Sammy nods slightly as he stands up. He looks around the waiting room. It's bland at best, but it calms down most nervous fighters. Too bad he's never nervous. He walks towards the gates as they open slowly to reveal a circular field surrounded by walls. Behind and above the walls are hundreds of people scream in approval. They loved seeing a person they either hate or praise to fight to the death.
"It's time for the ultimate showdown!" The Arenamaster shouts, "It's Will the Great,"
The people shout as the other gates open to see a man with a shield on his arm and a sword sheathed on his side. He has dirty blonde hair and he is wearing chainmail on his body.
'That chainmail will make him a little faster than normal armor…' Sammy thought to himself, 'Good thing I'm faster still…'
"Going against…" The Arenamaster continues, "The legendary Sword Demon!"
Sammy smirks at his tournament nickname. It was the nickname that the old tomes had about swordsmanship had. It had stuck to him like glue after his first battle. The people scream with approval with the match up. Sammy looks at Will coolly, drawing his Wo Dao. The Wo Dao is a light sword, but it's quick and powerful. It has a silver hilt and blade, but it has a deep crimson color going on its edge. Will draws a Silver Sword confidently. He has a deep smirk. Sammy smiles coldly. He will love cutting off that smirk.
"Begin!" The Arenamaster shouts.
[Begin Softly With Grace Fire Emblem 7]
"Die Sword Demon!" Will shouts as he slashes with vigor.
Sammy tilts his body back to dodge the slash. Will jumps into the air and lands back to his side of the arena, afraid.
"Too slow. My turn…" Sammy said with a sadistic grin.
Sammy vanishes and then reappears in front of Will slashes once, creating a slight cut on Will's chest. Sammy jumps high in the air then lands on his side of the arena, to avoid any chance of a counterattack. Sammy then moves into a sword stance, and the people gasp. It was what they were hoping/not hoping for. The legendary…
"Shadow Dance." Sammy said simply.
Four images of Sammy appear behind him, each in a different sword stance. The four images charge forward and slash into Will. The first cut appears on his left arm, then his right arm, his legs following. Then Sammy vanishes and appears in front of the shocked Will. Sammy gracefully slashes upwards, through his stomach upwards. Blood sprays around Sammy like rain. He pulls out the Wo Dao, and then flicks it to the right, still holding it. Blood flies off of it and into the wall. Sammy hears the cheers of the audience but doesn't care. He now lives to see one purpose ever since he acquired the Wo Dao. To find the ultimate opponent. In the crowd several cloaked people look at Sammy sadly.
End Chapter
AN: You like the prologue chapter? Next chapter will show how Sammy got these scrolls 3 years ago. The Scrolls are Swordmaster Scrolls and the Wo Dao… You'll see where he gets it.