"Gentlemen…" A loud spark of thunder roared across the room. "Behold! My lair of evil!" Nightmare cackled wildly. He suddenly stopped once he noticed nobody else was laughing. "Very well. Let's sit down and speak."

Nightmare sat down in front of a pile of papers. He put on a monocle and began reading. "I've gathered the villains of Soul Calibur to bring up the upcoming game. Namco claims that Soul Calibur 4 will be the 'final' Soul Calibur. Whether or not that statement is bullshit, we do expect a lot of people to 'die'."

Nightmare slowly lowered the papers. "Wait a minute…" He lifted his deformed hand and pointed towards Sophitia. "What the hell is she doing here?"

"It's complicated. Let's just say I need to destroy Soul Calibur."

"But you're an enemy!"

"Shut up! I'm a bad guy now! Just deal with it!"

Night covered his face in annoyance. "Does anyone have a question?" Ivy raised her hand.

"I understand why Sophitia is here….but why the hell am I here? I mean, look at the people in here." Ivy looked across the room. "We have Voldo over there." Voldo made a pose the second he was pointed out. "Astaroth."

"That's right, bitch!"

"Tira…"

"Oh, Mistah N. It's so good to see you again." Tira giggled loudly, until he angry persona took over. "LET'S KILL SOME PUPPIES!"

"And……Darth Vader?"

Nightmare turned his head quickly. "WHAT THE HELL DID I SAY? No Star Wars characters in my lair of evil!"

Darth Vader splashed the papers around him in a tantrum. "I hate you guys!" He marched out.

Ivy continued. "I don't get it. I want to DESTROY Soul Edge. I shouldn't be on your side at all. Why am I positioned next to you on the 'evil' PS3 Soul Calibur 4 cover?"

"Because you touch yourself night, Ivy. I don't know or care! All that matters is that you're working for me."

Ivy folded her arms in annoyance. Astaroth suddenly raised his hand. Nightmare nodded as he tried to take a sip of tea. "You're not going to steal our souls, right?"

Nightmare's monocle jumped off his face and into his teacup. Nightmare stared in worry. "Oh course not! Why would I do something like that?"

Astaroth wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Thank goodness."

Nightmare slammed the table. "But the four of you have a job to do. Voldo, Ivy, Astaroth,……..Sophitia….. I need you guys to spy on the 'good guys'. Understand." Everyone gently nodded.

Tira tapped Nightmare's shoulder. "But Boss. What will we….hang on for a second. I have something in my throat." Tira coughed loudly. He evil side took over. "DEATH IS FUNNY!" She coughed again, and she was back to normal. "There we go. What will we do if the new game has an new, abstract final boss that somehow had connection to both Soul Edge and Soul Calibur in his past life?"

"Tira. Honestly! What are the chances of that?" There was a deep silence throughout the room. "Even if that were to happen, there's a good chance he won't be as cheap as Abyss."

Ivy took a deep breath. "Thank God for that."

"Alright. Get to work you slobs!" Astaroth jumped up and cheered. He rushed off triumphantly. Voldo rolled up into a ball and slowly rolled after Astaroth.

Sophitia and Ivy stood next to each other as they left. Both were immensely pissed off.

Tira suddenly jumped and hugged Nightmare. "Sweetie! I have a surprise for you. It starts with the letter 'S'."

"Please let it be 'sex'."

"Nope. We're going 'shoe shopping'!" Tira grabbed Nightmare's arm and rushed off.

Nightmare softly talked to himself. "I want to say I have a better time when I had control of Siegfried…but who am I kidding? The guy went to the 'hair salon' day after day…" Nightmare suddenly turned his head towards a window. Cervantes was staring through it in tears with an old boom box radio blasting "I'm All Out of Love" by Air Supply.

"Damn it, old man! You know I hate 'Air Supply'! And no, I'm not coming back to you." Cervantes covered his face and cried hard. He slowly walked away. "This is why I became an separate entity. So I didn't have to be a giant sword that assholes carried around!"