Voldo's Dream
By: Zimfreak1
Voldo lay on a dusty cot asleep. He twisted and writhed in his dreams, growling as he spoke to the figure of his master. "Voldo," said his master "Wake up, a man with a wicked heart comes to murder you where you lie. Wake up Voldo! Retrieve Manus and Ayus and spill the blood of this attacker." He woke up. Indeed, his sharpened senses heard the coming of footsteps outside of the hut in which he had taken shelter for the night.
Voldo grabbed his weapons from beside this cot and stood up. The door of the hut opened. A young man stood there, holding an expensive looking rapier. His blond hair fluttered gently in the night air. He spoke then, in a haughty French accent. "What the farmer I spoke to said is true then, a beast lies on his property. He asked me to execute you. Have no fear beast, I will kill you quickly." Voldo hated this man just from his voice. He lashed out, leaving a cut in the man's side. He wheeled around for another hit, but his adversary parried. "Bastard!" exclaimed his opponent, swiping at Voldo with his sword. Voldo stepped outside into the dark. "I, Raphael, will slay you, abomination from Hell!" Raphael stepped out into the dark after Voldo. He could see very little, yet made much noise while searching for him. Voldo easily pinpointed this noise. Being blind he had no use for light. Voldo cut into his adversary like the pig he was.
Raphael let out a surprised, "Ah!" and fell to the ground. He lied there bleeding from three deep wounds in this stomach until morning when he was found by the farmer who asked him to exterminate Voldo. "Did you kill him?" asked the farmer. "What do you think?" snapped Raphael, who despite heavy blood loss hadn't lost any of that impudence that was so characteristic of him. "I will kill him. I will..." He trailed off then as he passed out.
The farmer had his farm hands carry Raphael to the house. He then called a doctor to tend to his wounds. Raphael was a long time healing. Voldo was miles away, still questing for Soul Edge. He hadn't killed the arrogant man. He'd wanted to kill him in a fair fight, not with the odds stacked against him. Voldo knew that the man that he'd cut down last night would find him, would fight him, would lose to him. Voldo looked forward to that day. And so his journey continued. Author's Note: This is the first of the chronicles of Voldo. I will write more. Please review me, tell me what you think! Oh yeah I don't own Soul Caliber or any of the rights to the characters of Voldo or Raphael.
By: Zimfreak1
Voldo lay on a dusty cot asleep. He twisted and writhed in his dreams, growling as he spoke to the figure of his master. "Voldo," said his master "Wake up, a man with a wicked heart comes to murder you where you lie. Wake up Voldo! Retrieve Manus and Ayus and spill the blood of this attacker." He woke up. Indeed, his sharpened senses heard the coming of footsteps outside of the hut in which he had taken shelter for the night.
Voldo grabbed his weapons from beside this cot and stood up. The door of the hut opened. A young man stood there, holding an expensive looking rapier. His blond hair fluttered gently in the night air. He spoke then, in a haughty French accent. "What the farmer I spoke to said is true then, a beast lies on his property. He asked me to execute you. Have no fear beast, I will kill you quickly." Voldo hated this man just from his voice. He lashed out, leaving a cut in the man's side. He wheeled around for another hit, but his adversary parried. "Bastard!" exclaimed his opponent, swiping at Voldo with his sword. Voldo stepped outside into the dark. "I, Raphael, will slay you, abomination from Hell!" Raphael stepped out into the dark after Voldo. He could see very little, yet made much noise while searching for him. Voldo easily pinpointed this noise. Being blind he had no use for light. Voldo cut into his adversary like the pig he was.
Raphael let out a surprised, "Ah!" and fell to the ground. He lied there bleeding from three deep wounds in this stomach until morning when he was found by the farmer who asked him to exterminate Voldo. "Did you kill him?" asked the farmer. "What do you think?" snapped Raphael, who despite heavy blood loss hadn't lost any of that impudence that was so characteristic of him. "I will kill him. I will..." He trailed off then as he passed out.
The farmer had his farm hands carry Raphael to the house. He then called a doctor to tend to his wounds. Raphael was a long time healing. Voldo was miles away, still questing for Soul Edge. He hadn't killed the arrogant man. He'd wanted to kill him in a fair fight, not with the odds stacked against him. Voldo knew that the man that he'd cut down last night would find him, would fight him, would lose to him. Voldo looked forward to that day. And so his journey continued. Author's Note: This is the first of the chronicles of Voldo. I will write more. Please review me, tell me what you think! Oh yeah I don't own Soul Caliber or any of the rights to the characters of Voldo or Raphael.