Notice-Again, I do not own anything from Soul Calibur.
Also I was corrected in my spelling of the name 'Zasalamel'(I spelled it Zasalemel) Thank you for that correction.
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Nightmare and Astaroth were in the heat battle as Maxi was trying to make up his mind on fighting with them.
Astaroth took a swing at Nightmare's head and cut the horn on his helmet in two. "I liked that thing you know." Nightmare told the axe wielding behemoth. Nightmare stabbed Astaroth in the leg and backed off for some time and went for Maxi.
"Oh no!" Maxi exclaimed as he jumped out of Nightmare's way. He got in his defensive stance and stood up too Nightmare; he was able to dodge everything, "Your not so tough." He insulted Nightmare and moved away form his consecutive swings.
Nightmare made a large fist and punched Maxi in the side of his face. Maxi fell on his back. He quickly recovered and got in an offensive stance. "You messed up my hair." Maxi said with a smirk.
"Fool…" Nightmare was ready to kill him now.
Astaroth hit Nightmare in the back of the head with the butt of his axe. Nightmare stumbled forward and looked at Astaroth in his colorless white eyes. "Thought it was over?" Astaroth asked.
"No, I just wanted to save you for later." Nightmare replied, smiling under his helm.
"You forgetting someone!?" Maxi complained.
"I don't care for weak souls anymore…" Nightmare would kill him if he were worth his time.
Astaroth charged at Nightmare, "Time to die peon!" he tackled Nightmare. Nightmare flew back tightly holding Soul Edge.
"Raaah!" Nightmare got up and slashed Astaroth in the chest as he ran by. Astaroth could feel the evil aura the sword now burning inside his body; it pained him more than anything. He wanted even more now. "Mmmm, I think I'll take it."
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Maxi stood in a far distance watching the fight, Astaroth was going berserk now, and Nightmare seemed like he wasn't having a very tough time. "Wow it's been a while…" Maxi said to himself. He had a feeling that he'd miss his for revenge. He now started to think if Nightmare was toying with Astaroth, or just was savoring the moment. Maxi decided there was no use staying so he turned around and began to leave, until he heard a loud death scream, obviously the sound came from Astaroth…
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Nightmare absorbed the soul of Astaroth. 'He'll be back' he thought. He hoped that the cult following him and his god of war would resurrect him…if they could find him at least.
The sword was getting stronger and stronger everyday with small town and village he obliterated. The sword spoke to him. 'I hunger…for a strong soul…a man who has…been cursed and has mastered many weapons…indeed an extremely…powerful soul, find him. He may reside in an underground…labyrinth.' Nightmare obeyed and headed for the man.
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Tira sat in a ruined abandoned castle bored out of her mind, she hadn't found any new host for the Soul Edge was ready to give up. Until she sensed some on near by. She peered out a nearby window and saw someone sitting on a raft traveling through the river surrounding the castle. Whoever it was alone and had a Rapier with him. He was blonde and probably mad.
"Okay, maybe he can do." She said to herself and she quickly ran to met the raft and jump on it.
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Raphael was sitting on a raft near a run down castle with nothing to do, and the raft was going God knows where. But if it would help him find Soul Edge…so be it. After a while he felt like he was being watched and drew his sword, just in case…
Tira was standing on an overpass waiting for the French-man to get closer. She couldn't wait! The Raft was close enough and she jumped for it, landing perfectly. She held her Ring Blade and smiled. "You ready, because there isn't any point in drawing this out." She said.
"Sorry, I don't have time to play games with little girls. Be gone, run along now!" Raphael was talking to her like he was her father or something.
"Shut up loser."
"Excuse me?"
"You know, I'll kill just you for the fun. And by that I mean as slowly and painfully possible."
"You kidding right? You do have an ill sense of humor."
"I'm not playing games! So die!"
Raphael yawned prepared himself. "As you wish, dear."
Tira was fast on her feet and moved around Raphael trying to draw him in. He was to smart for that. She decided to swing away. She got a few hits in, couple of cuts here and there. Raphael knew now he had underestimated her.
"Oh you pretty good." Raphael attempted to stab her but she parried the blow and counter attacked him in the back, then Tira stuck her blade in the ground and flung herself trough the middle of the ring and kick Raphael off the platform.
"Pssh, you sucked. So boring." She had felt she had wasted her time. As amusing as death was, he wasn't worth it. "Nightmare will understand…I hope." She waited for the raft to get to the other side of the castle and she slept inside a once ravishing room, waiting for her master to return.
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Nightmare gave up looking for the labyrinth for the day and returned to the ruined castle, which he and Tira stayed at for the time being. He was rarely there, so he didn't really know his way, so he felt around for Tira's presence. She was here so he followed the scent of her soul.
"Tira, wake up!" he cried.
"Your back."
"Yes, did anyone 'visit'?"
"Yeah some French guy."
"What! Where is he?"
"Uhh, maybe at the bottom of the river."
"Is he dead?"
"Beats me."
"Foolish girl. I don't know why I even keep you." Nightmare kicked her out the room (literally) and locked the door and dozed off.
"What's his problem?" Tira found a nearby room and went to sleep.
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Raphael was able to stay with the current and enter the sewers to get in side the castle. He could feel it now, Soul Edge!
End of Chapter 2-