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Summary: Siegfried has been freed from the control of Soul Edge, but now that he has found peace again, can he hold onto it? Or will the evil of the sword still have an effect on him?
"Grace & Love"
Sophitia hummed a tune to herself as she sat by her garden watching and caring for her beautiful flowers. Rothian watched her from afar and smiled. 'Oh how I enjoy this life. I thank the gods for every moment I share with her.'
Their children Pyrrha and Patroklas were chasing each other in the yard. Rothian again smiled as he watched his entire family, these were the days he truly cherished.
Then he heard his small son's voice call out. "Auntie is back!" Sophitia and Rothian turned to where their son was pointing. Sophitia gasped when she saw her little sister, injured, being carried by a familiar looking warrior.
"Cassandra!" Rothian called as he ran forward to retrieve her from the arms of the warrior. The blonde haired warrior shook his head and would not allow her to be taken from his arms. Sophitia came forward and spoke.
"Sister what happened to you?" Sophitia asked, as she looked her sister from head to toe for injuries. Then she noticed the large dark spot on her sister's bare foot.
"I was in a battle with Nightmare." She responded evenly smiling at her older sister. That is when Sophitia got a full glance at the blonde warrior who carried her. His piercing blue eyes brought images to her mind, and as quickly as they flashed she connected them images to the face.
"Siegfried..."
The warrior nodded his head to her as she finally remembered. Cassandra again smiled at her sister. "Yes, we battled for a moment, but then he was able to free himself from Soul Edge's control."
"...I...am truly sorry for wounding your sister...I apologize for harming your family..." Sophitia nodded her head at his apologies.
"Siegfried, there is no need to be sorry. I understand that you were not in control of yourself. I am glad to see you free."
Siegfried could feel a smile come to his lips. 'I cannot believe that they would still try to befriend me...even after every thing that I have done.' Siegfried was allowed inside where he laid Cassandra on a seat. He examined her ankle again to make sure it had not become worse.
"Your ankle is not as injured as I originally thought; you should be able to walk in a week or two." He said as he raised back up to his feet. He felt someone coldly stare at his back and turned to see the man from before standing there.
Rothian's eyes held a fierce distrust as the men locked eyes. "So you were once Nightmare...The Azure Knight, correct?"Siegfried lowered his eyes and nodded slowly.
"I was."
"You wielded the evil sword Soul Edge?" Rothian asked his voice still holding coldness for the warrior.
Siegfried silently answered. "I did."
Now Rothian almost shouted, as he became angry. "You killed hundreds of innocent people, just to feed the thirst of your damn blade...did you not!?!"
Siegfried was getting tired of Rothian's questions, but he knew this is what he deserved. "Rothian, he did not mean to do those things!" Sophitia yelled to her husband trying to defend Siegfried.
"Yes...I did."
"Then you should not be allowed into this house! You should be killed for your actions to make sure you never harm another life again!" Rothian screamed in a rage that even shocked Sophitia.
"Don't you dare say that about him!" Cassandra yelled at Rothian as she stood from her seat. Her ankle would not support her, and she fell forward. Siegfried quickly turned and caught her, but her angry eyes never left Rothian's.
"Don't blame him for things that Soul Edge forced him to do! He never deserved to be controlled the way he was." Cassandra said as she continued to lean against Siegfried. Her eyes still locked onto Rothian matching his fierce gaze.
Rothian quickly became quiet, and in a rage quickly left the house to return outside. Sophitia turned to her guest. "I am sorry Siegfried, but my husband has never acted this way before."
"It is all right...for in truth...he is right." Both Cassandra and Sophitia looked at Siegfried with a surprised expression on their faces. Siegfried continued to look at the ground, clearly in a state of turmoil.
"I killed hundreds, I truly do not deserve to live for the horrible actions I have done." Cassandra looked at Siegfried fiercely, her gaze strong and never wavering.
"How can you say that? You do not deserve to be treated that way. You still have a chance of redemption...you just have to believe in yourself." Siegfried's depressed expression never changed until this moment, when it changed to anger.
"You may be able to forgive me...but I cannot forgive myself! I deserve to be hated! I have no purpose, I can only live now...to try to atone for the evil I have caused."
Sophitia at this point decided to join in the conversation. "How do you plan to atone for what you have done Siegfried?"
Siegfried's expression showed he had already decided his fate at this point. " I will return to the shrine and gather what little fragments of Soul Edge that are left. I will then find somewhere to hide them, and guard them for the remainder of my life. I have to do this...to make sure no one ever experiences the evil of Soul Edge again."
"And why can't you just fully destroy the sword? It looked like you already destroyed most of it." Cassandra asked, recalling the vision of the sword shattering under the pressure of Siegfried's wild swings.
Siegfried smirked, a cold and unemotional look in his eyes. "I wish it were that easy...but though Soul Edge is still a sword...its a pure creation of dark and evil energy. It can be weakened...but in truth, the sword can never be killed. The being that lives inside the blade is a demon created from death and destruction, and he can never be killed."
"So it can never be stopped?" Cassandra asked, her now quiet voice seeking answers. "Never." Siegfried answered while shaking his head.
"So you will guard it to make sure it never falls into the hands of anyone else...but what will happen after you have lived out your life?" Sophitia asked as she was fully beginning to understand.
"When Soul Edge chooses a wielder...it tends to make sure the wielder is given certain abilities. As far as I know...because of wielding the sword...I have been enhanced in many ways. My strength, speed, and skills have all increased, and even my lifespan. I will most likely outlive all of you by a hundred years..."
The sisters became deathly silent as they listened to Siegfried's words. He turned to the door and was beginning to walk outside. "I must return to the temple and collect the fragments of Soul Edge. I thank you for freeing me, from its grasp...but now I must leave. Good bye."
"Wait!" Cassandra yelled out. "Don't leave yet. You have no need to worry about Soul Edge, no one ever travels to the shrine except my sister and myself. Please stay for a while longer."
"I must..."
"You owe me...you said you would help me as best you could, and I am still injured...because of you." Cassandra said, hoping to make Siegfried feel just enough guilt to make him stay.
He remained silent for a few moments, trying to decide what to do. "Please." Cassandra pleaded one last time, hoping that he would agree. Siegfried sighed and turned to the hopeful woman and nodded. "Very well, I promised to help you so I will stay. But only until your injury heals."
Cassandra smiled at him and nodded. "Very well, until my ankle heals then." Siegfried turned to Sophitia, a troubled look upon his face. "Where exactly, will I stay?"
Sophitia too smiled at the blonde warrior. "We'll find room for you."
*****
So the boy he hated with his entire soul was now free from the blades control. A smirked reached his lips, as he saw the glimmer of the blades reflection from the moonlight. 'Finally, you shall be mine once again.'
He had followed the boy all the way to a shrine in Greece. There he battled a young woman and was somehow released from the blades control. 'This works even better for me...now I shall gain my full power.'
Cervantes let out a laugh filled with cruel intentions. "Minions gather all the fragments and bring them to me." Cervantes turned to look upon his two most trusted warriors.
First was the giant axe wielding Astaroth, who after a fierce battle with a warrior named Maxi should by all rights be dead. Cervantes remembered though that Astaroth had once worked with Nightmare to empower the evil sword. 'If the brat could get Astaroth to work for him, then I should be able to make him worship me.'
And worship him Astaroth did, after being resurrected by the pirate, Astaroth swore an oath to be loyal to Cervantes and him alone. As proof of the oath, Astaroth massacred the entire cult that had created him.
Once Cervantes had given new life to Astaroth, he also planted a shard of the evil sword into Astaroth's body. Now Astaroth wielded even more power and strength then ever before.
The next warrior, Cervantes was truly proud of, for in a way it was like having a son work with you. The warrior, who was already gathering pieces of Soul Edge off the temple floor, was created from Cervantes own flesh and blood.
By using his own flesh and blood, he took the body of a fierce Asian warrior and combined his flesh and a large piece of Soul Edge that he still wielded. In doing this he created a mighty warrior, that he named Diaz.
The black cloak he wore around himself covered Diaz's black hair. He turned back to his master, holding the hilt of the evil sword against his chest along with many other pieces. His subtle grayish white eyes showed no emotion, as he placed the fragments of Soul Edge at Cervantes's feet.
Astaroth too brought all the fragments he collected to Cervantes. The pirate nodded to both his minions and they back away a few steps. Cervantes grabbed the hilt of the broken sword and unsheathed his own portion of Soul Edge. He combined the two pieces and a bright light began to form around his sword.
He laughed as he felt the evil radiate off of his new sword. The sword remained the size of his original one-handed sword, but he could feel new power flow through the blade. He then took two of the largest pieces of the shattered blade and merged them with his other blade, Nirvana.
Now both his blades had an unmatched power. He then took turns and placed another fragment into each of his swords until there was only three fragments left.
He turned to his minions. "Astaroth, take this piece of Soul Edge, and do with it what you want." He handed a piece to his larger warrior, who then bowed before Cervantes and turned back to his place.
"Diaz...take these two pieces and do with them anyway you want." Cervantes handed him the remaining two pieces. Diaz stepped forward and took both the pieces into his hands.
"Yes, master." Diaz's quiet but deadly voice answered. He then reached to his back where his weapon was strapped and took the deadly weapon into his hands.
Cervantes remembered Diaz calling it a 'Double Voulge.' It was a long metal pole with two curved blades on each end. Diaz placed a fragment in each blade of his weapon. The weapon flashed a bright white light, before it seemed to change into a smaller version of Soul Edge. A demonic eye even opened on one of the blades of his weapon.
Cervantes again laughed, as his plans had finally been fulfilled. "Now nothing upon this world can stop us, not even Soul Calibur! And our first target...will be that wretched brat...I will make him suffer..."
"Beware...I will rip your soul from your body...Siegfried..."
~End~
Authors notes: I believe this will be the end of this portion of the story. I will continue this, but probably as another fic. I wanted to get this out of the way because it will set up some major things later on. A Sieg/Cass relationship will begin to bloom, and a serious bad-guy (being Cervantes) has been introduced into the story. Things can only intensify at this point...Look for more by me soon. Oh and by the way, Diaz is the only created person I have added at this point...There may be more sometime later but who knows...Besides I only made Diaz because I needed another bad- guy.
Well that's it for now and I plan to make more...Oh and thanks for the reviews! :) Later!
Summary: Siegfried has been freed from the control of Soul Edge, but now that he has found peace again, can he hold onto it? Or will the evil of the sword still have an effect on him?
"Grace & Love"
Sophitia hummed a tune to herself as she sat by her garden watching and caring for her beautiful flowers. Rothian watched her from afar and smiled. 'Oh how I enjoy this life. I thank the gods for every moment I share with her.'
Their children Pyrrha and Patroklas were chasing each other in the yard. Rothian again smiled as he watched his entire family, these were the days he truly cherished.
Then he heard his small son's voice call out. "Auntie is back!" Sophitia and Rothian turned to where their son was pointing. Sophitia gasped when she saw her little sister, injured, being carried by a familiar looking warrior.
"Cassandra!" Rothian called as he ran forward to retrieve her from the arms of the warrior. The blonde haired warrior shook his head and would not allow her to be taken from his arms. Sophitia came forward and spoke.
"Sister what happened to you?" Sophitia asked, as she looked her sister from head to toe for injuries. Then she noticed the large dark spot on her sister's bare foot.
"I was in a battle with Nightmare." She responded evenly smiling at her older sister. That is when Sophitia got a full glance at the blonde warrior who carried her. His piercing blue eyes brought images to her mind, and as quickly as they flashed she connected them images to the face.
"Siegfried..."
The warrior nodded his head to her as she finally remembered. Cassandra again smiled at her sister. "Yes, we battled for a moment, but then he was able to free himself from Soul Edge's control."
"...I...am truly sorry for wounding your sister...I apologize for harming your family..." Sophitia nodded her head at his apologies.
"Siegfried, there is no need to be sorry. I understand that you were not in control of yourself. I am glad to see you free."
Siegfried could feel a smile come to his lips. 'I cannot believe that they would still try to befriend me...even after every thing that I have done.' Siegfried was allowed inside where he laid Cassandra on a seat. He examined her ankle again to make sure it had not become worse.
"Your ankle is not as injured as I originally thought; you should be able to walk in a week or two." He said as he raised back up to his feet. He felt someone coldly stare at his back and turned to see the man from before standing there.
Rothian's eyes held a fierce distrust as the men locked eyes. "So you were once Nightmare...The Azure Knight, correct?"Siegfried lowered his eyes and nodded slowly.
"I was."
"You wielded the evil sword Soul Edge?" Rothian asked his voice still holding coldness for the warrior.
Siegfried silently answered. "I did."
Now Rothian almost shouted, as he became angry. "You killed hundreds of innocent people, just to feed the thirst of your damn blade...did you not!?!"
Siegfried was getting tired of Rothian's questions, but he knew this is what he deserved. "Rothian, he did not mean to do those things!" Sophitia yelled to her husband trying to defend Siegfried.
"Yes...I did."
"Then you should not be allowed into this house! You should be killed for your actions to make sure you never harm another life again!" Rothian screamed in a rage that even shocked Sophitia.
"Don't you dare say that about him!" Cassandra yelled at Rothian as she stood from her seat. Her ankle would not support her, and she fell forward. Siegfried quickly turned and caught her, but her angry eyes never left Rothian's.
"Don't blame him for things that Soul Edge forced him to do! He never deserved to be controlled the way he was." Cassandra said as she continued to lean against Siegfried. Her eyes still locked onto Rothian matching his fierce gaze.
Rothian quickly became quiet, and in a rage quickly left the house to return outside. Sophitia turned to her guest. "I am sorry Siegfried, but my husband has never acted this way before."
"It is all right...for in truth...he is right." Both Cassandra and Sophitia looked at Siegfried with a surprised expression on their faces. Siegfried continued to look at the ground, clearly in a state of turmoil.
"I killed hundreds, I truly do not deserve to live for the horrible actions I have done." Cassandra looked at Siegfried fiercely, her gaze strong and never wavering.
"How can you say that? You do not deserve to be treated that way. You still have a chance of redemption...you just have to believe in yourself." Siegfried's depressed expression never changed until this moment, when it changed to anger.
"You may be able to forgive me...but I cannot forgive myself! I deserve to be hated! I have no purpose, I can only live now...to try to atone for the evil I have caused."
Sophitia at this point decided to join in the conversation. "How do you plan to atone for what you have done Siegfried?"
Siegfried's expression showed he had already decided his fate at this point. " I will return to the shrine and gather what little fragments of Soul Edge that are left. I will then find somewhere to hide them, and guard them for the remainder of my life. I have to do this...to make sure no one ever experiences the evil of Soul Edge again."
"And why can't you just fully destroy the sword? It looked like you already destroyed most of it." Cassandra asked, recalling the vision of the sword shattering under the pressure of Siegfried's wild swings.
Siegfried smirked, a cold and unemotional look in his eyes. "I wish it were that easy...but though Soul Edge is still a sword...its a pure creation of dark and evil energy. It can be weakened...but in truth, the sword can never be killed. The being that lives inside the blade is a demon created from death and destruction, and he can never be killed."
"So it can never be stopped?" Cassandra asked, her now quiet voice seeking answers. "Never." Siegfried answered while shaking his head.
"So you will guard it to make sure it never falls into the hands of anyone else...but what will happen after you have lived out your life?" Sophitia asked as she was fully beginning to understand.
"When Soul Edge chooses a wielder...it tends to make sure the wielder is given certain abilities. As far as I know...because of wielding the sword...I have been enhanced in many ways. My strength, speed, and skills have all increased, and even my lifespan. I will most likely outlive all of you by a hundred years..."
The sisters became deathly silent as they listened to Siegfried's words. He turned to the door and was beginning to walk outside. "I must return to the temple and collect the fragments of Soul Edge. I thank you for freeing me, from its grasp...but now I must leave. Good bye."
"Wait!" Cassandra yelled out. "Don't leave yet. You have no need to worry about Soul Edge, no one ever travels to the shrine except my sister and myself. Please stay for a while longer."
"I must..."
"You owe me...you said you would help me as best you could, and I am still injured...because of you." Cassandra said, hoping to make Siegfried feel just enough guilt to make him stay.
He remained silent for a few moments, trying to decide what to do. "Please." Cassandra pleaded one last time, hoping that he would agree. Siegfried sighed and turned to the hopeful woman and nodded. "Very well, I promised to help you so I will stay. But only until your injury heals."
Cassandra smiled at him and nodded. "Very well, until my ankle heals then." Siegfried turned to Sophitia, a troubled look upon his face. "Where exactly, will I stay?"
Sophitia too smiled at the blonde warrior. "We'll find room for you."
*****
So the boy he hated with his entire soul was now free from the blades control. A smirked reached his lips, as he saw the glimmer of the blades reflection from the moonlight. 'Finally, you shall be mine once again.'
He had followed the boy all the way to a shrine in Greece. There he battled a young woman and was somehow released from the blades control. 'This works even better for me...now I shall gain my full power.'
Cervantes let out a laugh filled with cruel intentions. "Minions gather all the fragments and bring them to me." Cervantes turned to look upon his two most trusted warriors.
First was the giant axe wielding Astaroth, who after a fierce battle with a warrior named Maxi should by all rights be dead. Cervantes remembered though that Astaroth had once worked with Nightmare to empower the evil sword. 'If the brat could get Astaroth to work for him, then I should be able to make him worship me.'
And worship him Astaroth did, after being resurrected by the pirate, Astaroth swore an oath to be loyal to Cervantes and him alone. As proof of the oath, Astaroth massacred the entire cult that had created him.
Once Cervantes had given new life to Astaroth, he also planted a shard of the evil sword into Astaroth's body. Now Astaroth wielded even more power and strength then ever before.
The next warrior, Cervantes was truly proud of, for in a way it was like having a son work with you. The warrior, who was already gathering pieces of Soul Edge off the temple floor, was created from Cervantes own flesh and blood.
By using his own flesh and blood, he took the body of a fierce Asian warrior and combined his flesh and a large piece of Soul Edge that he still wielded. In doing this he created a mighty warrior, that he named Diaz.
The black cloak he wore around himself covered Diaz's black hair. He turned back to his master, holding the hilt of the evil sword against his chest along with many other pieces. His subtle grayish white eyes showed no emotion, as he placed the fragments of Soul Edge at Cervantes's feet.
Astaroth too brought all the fragments he collected to Cervantes. The pirate nodded to both his minions and they back away a few steps. Cervantes grabbed the hilt of the broken sword and unsheathed his own portion of Soul Edge. He combined the two pieces and a bright light began to form around his sword.
He laughed as he felt the evil radiate off of his new sword. The sword remained the size of his original one-handed sword, but he could feel new power flow through the blade. He then took two of the largest pieces of the shattered blade and merged them with his other blade, Nirvana.
Now both his blades had an unmatched power. He then took turns and placed another fragment into each of his swords until there was only three fragments left.
He turned to his minions. "Astaroth, take this piece of Soul Edge, and do with it what you want." He handed a piece to his larger warrior, who then bowed before Cervantes and turned back to his place.
"Diaz...take these two pieces and do with them anyway you want." Cervantes handed him the remaining two pieces. Diaz stepped forward and took both the pieces into his hands.
"Yes, master." Diaz's quiet but deadly voice answered. He then reached to his back where his weapon was strapped and took the deadly weapon into his hands.
Cervantes remembered Diaz calling it a 'Double Voulge.' It was a long metal pole with two curved blades on each end. Diaz placed a fragment in each blade of his weapon. The weapon flashed a bright white light, before it seemed to change into a smaller version of Soul Edge. A demonic eye even opened on one of the blades of his weapon.
Cervantes again laughed, as his plans had finally been fulfilled. "Now nothing upon this world can stop us, not even Soul Calibur! And our first target...will be that wretched brat...I will make him suffer..."
"Beware...I will rip your soul from your body...Siegfried..."
~End~
Authors notes: I believe this will be the end of this portion of the story. I will continue this, but probably as another fic. I wanted to get this out of the way because it will set up some major things later on. A Sieg/Cass relationship will begin to bloom, and a serious bad-guy (being Cervantes) has been introduced into the story. Things can only intensify at this point...Look for more by me soon. Oh and by the way, Diaz is the only created person I have added at this point...There may be more sometime later but who knows...Besides I only made Diaz because I needed another bad- guy.
Well that's it for now and I plan to make more...Oh and thanks for the reviews! :) Later!
