I do not claim to have the rights to SoulCalibur. This is merely a fanfic...Enjoy!
The Girl with an Empty Heart
Her mother softly smiled upon her tiny, golden ringlets. Today they were embarking upon a new life. Sielatira's bright eyes shifted from mountain to mountain of the Chinese countryside as they were led closer and closer to their new home in Ostrheinsburg, Germany.
"Siela, get away from that window. Come sit next to me." Her mother commanded. Siela nodded and proceeded to do as she was told. She curled up in her mother's arms.
"Momma, why do we have to come here?" The sweet, curious girl inquired. Her dancing blue eyes gazed deeply into her mother's.
"Siela, you know things were bad in China with daddy working with the German military. Well we had to get out of there so we could be safe. And also daddy got his promotion, dear, you knew that." Her mother responded.
"What does he do now?"
"Well, he's the commander of the German army, Siela. He gets to tell them what to do."
"Oh...what is he telling them?" Siela asked.
"I'm not sure, sweetie."
"Oh...Well are they going to do good in the fight?"
"I hope so..."
"Why don't you know, mommy?" Siela asked.
"I don't know, Siela. Why don't you go to sleep? We have a long journey ahead of us." Siela shrugged and found her way back to the window. It had begun to softly rain and Siela grew bored with the gray, cloudy sky. With a yawn, she drifted off to sleep.
Two moons passed and the rain had hardly let up. It was as if it was following them. It was not until the third day when the rain came to its end. Looking out the window, Siela could see the first signs of civilization. It seemed as though they were on the outskirts of a large town. Siela's face brightened. The carriage drew closer to a large mansion. It was over four stories high, and made of stone. It appeared more like a castle than a simple home. Siela could not believe this beautiful kingdom would now belong to her family. She bounced with the carriage as it made its way upon the stone pathway of the front gate. Rounding a broad garden, she saw a few people standing before what she supposed was the front door. Among them was her father. She grew very excited. The carriage came to its halt. Siela did not wait for the door of the carriage to open before she was already bounding out of it, flying towards her father. She wrapped her arms around him. With a large laugh, he did the same.
"How was your journey, darling?" He asked.
"Boring." She sighed. Turning around, she watched as her mother was helped out of the carriage. Siela thought she looked just like a queen. As her mother found her footing upon the stone walkway, Siela's father approached her with a soft kiss.
"It's wonderful to see you, dear." He spoke. She returned the same greeting.
"Who might these lovely people be?" She asked her husband. Siela had forgotten their presence.
"Oh, yes. Siela, come here, darling. I want you to meet my new friends." Siela ran over to him. There was an older couple Siela didn't pay much attention to. She had taken note only of the blue eyes of a boy about five or six years older.
"Siela, Mira, this is my new Commander-in-Chief, Frederick Schtauffen, his wife Margaret, and son Siegfried. Siegfried will be taking over his father's castle one day." Siela's father informed
"Isn't that right, m'boy?" The man wrapped his arm around the boy. Siela poked the boy playfully. His eyes fell upon her.
"Hi! I'm Siela! Well, really Sielatira, but most people call me Siela, so call me that. I'm nine. How old are you?" She managed to say all in one breath.
"I'm Siegfried. I'm fourteen. Um...nice to meet you." He seemed very weirded out by her enthusiasm but brushed it aside as she was a child and he, himself, a young adult. She smiled up at him.
"Children, we're going inside to show the house. Now come along." The man ushered. They made their way inside.
The interior was even more glamorous than the exterior. The ceiling was painted with angels and the hall was complete stone, apart from a large, colorful rug under their feet. Siela was amazed. The adults began to speak about the problems in China. Siela grew bored and began to tug on her mother's dress.
"Siegfried, why don't you show Sielatira to her room?" His father commanded.
"Father, I..." he was halted by a glare from his father, "Fine, come with me, Siela." He begrudgingly led her to a room that was down the hall. Opening the door, Siela felt like a princess. She had an enormous canopy bed and toys already set in place on shelves. Siela jumped onto her bed.
"It's nice. Big." Siegfried stated, making conversation.
"It's amazing." She awed.
"I'm sure your old room was bigger, right?" He sat on one knee on the floor beside her.
"No. Daddy wasn't as rich then. Our old home was just a small cottege." Siegfried gawked at her.
"Really? I can't imagine how awful that had to be..."
"Hey! I liked it! It was my home." She defended.
"Sorry! I just...So where was your old home, anyway?"
"Beijing, China." She retorted, forcefully.
"Wow, that's really far. What was that like? China, and all?" He inquired.
"Not good. Everything was bad there. They didn't like daddy getting all involved with Germany. They saw it as...um...treasle? Treaston?"
"Treason?"
"Yeah," Siegfried nodded, "So we had to escape. We came here. I like it here."
"You'll learn to love it here. I do." Siegfried stated proudly. Siela nodded and smiled. There was a long pause, then finally:
"Siegfried?"
"Yes?"
"I'm gonna marry you someday."