Requiems Redemption chapter 2 by Herofox
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They are (c) Namco
Germany is quite an interesting country. Once you enter civilisation, you're in for a range of good quality restaurants. We now join our two main characters at the table of one of these, such places. Upon ordering two portions of sausages, with bread, they sat to discuss their route. Naturally, Seigfreid wolfed down his food, as fast as he could. Feeding off people's souls may have kept his strength up, when he was sharing Soul Edge's power, but it wasn't very nutritious, (or tasty) for the man behind the armoured mask. Across the short table, Cassandra, naturally eat her food in neat mouthfuls, making proper use of the knife and fork. Compared to her dining companion, she seemed to be taking her time, though it was probably loss of appetite from his bad table manners. "So," she asked, hoping to distract him from making a bigger scene, by his bad eating habits, "Do you know exactly how many fragments are still out there?" Emitting a burp, Seigfreid prepared to answer 'Aw, gross!' Cass thought. She may be a warrior, but she was still a girl. "See these three scabs on my arm?" Seigfreid asked her, pointing to the mentioned area, "That shows how many fragments are left." "But how do you know where to start looking?" she asked. The fact that he gave her a little smile, was quite unnerving, "I found that one those assassins had, didn't I?"
Cassandra turned her head to the window, "That reminds me." She said, "What?" asked the former villain, chomping on another sausage "Thank you." She said, "If you hadn't saved me from those assassins, I'd probably be dead by now." Seigfreid was used to being betrayed, back from during his childhood as a mercenary, so these kind words where quite a pleasant surprise to him. "You're welcome." He said with a smile. That was the only thing he knew to say, to express his modesty. "Anyway, the first fragment is located in Rome, so that's where we're going first."
Meanwhile, back at the castle, where Seigfreid destroyed Soul Edge, a young woman was snooping around. "Where could that little dipstick be?" Sophitia asked herself. She wasn't usually one to get angry with her family, but she was truly worried about her little sister. She knew that Cassandra loved her very much, but it was her own responsibility. Sophitia never wanted her family to be involved with the evil sword. Just as she was about to snap out of her self-loathing, Sophetia heard something, 'Someone's there!' she thought to herself, turning around. No one there. 'Was it just my imagination?' she pondered. But as she was about to draw her sword, a long pole slammed into the back of her head, knocking her out like a candle being blown at by a kid making a birthday wish.
While we leave the comatose Sophetia, we find Seigfreid and Cassandra heading south, for Italy; the country renound for it's pasta, pizza, hot blooded lovers, beautiful scenery, and of course, the Roman coliseum.
It was by far a stroke of luck (well more like the Author being in a generous mood) that they could hitch a ride on a farm wagon that was heading for Italy. "So what's your reason for travelling such a long way?" asked the farmer, in German. "We're just exploring Europe for a while." Said Seigfreid in his home tong. The farmer looked back at Cassandra who was sitting in the main wagon, "Your friend doesn't talk much, sonny." He said with a smile "A little shy, is she?" "No, she's forgien and doesn't know a lot of German." "Oh I see." Said the old man, once again turning his head to the young lady, who just gave a polite, embarrassed smile, "What we're saying is probably all Greek to her, eh?" (C'mon, you knew it was only a matter of time before someone used that joke) Seigfreid began to sweat at the irony of the comment. "So do you do a lot of travelling?" he asked, not wanting to talk about the poor girl, practically behind her back. "Yes," answered the farmer "I once took my wife on a trip around Europe when we where younger." "What're you talking to him about?" asked Cassandra, "He said he once took his wife around Europe when they where younger." Seigfreid answered in Greek. The farmer continued his anecdote; "My wife was very beautiful when she was still a girl." "He says that his wife was very beautiful in those days." Translated our unlikely hero. Cass nodded, following the story, "But she wasn't as cute as your little honey!" teased the old man. Turning red in the face, Seigfreid was about to tell the old farmer that he'd got it wrong, when Cassandra tapped him on the shoulder, "Then what?" she asked, "She dumped him for his best friend and he never saw her again!" he blurted out to fast for her to understand.
Meanwhile, Sophitia was just waking up. "What happened?" she said, trying to get up, "Have my arms gone to sleep?" She was starting to realise that she couldn't move her arms apart from each other, and it was the same problem with her legs. Moving her shoulders so that she could look at her arms, she saw the problem. Someone had tied her writs together, and done the same with her legs. 'Well that's just bloody marvellous.' Where the only thoughts in her head. "Oh great! You're awake!" came the voice of her capture. Though it wasn't quite what she had expected to hear. The voice was soft, and very femmine. She then felt a hand behind her head, helping her to sit up. Then she saw the owner of the voice; a young Asian woman, with Long brown hair, braided with a few bangs at the front, hazel eyes, and wore a red headband, and a very revealing red outfit, that consisted of a sports bra, and a Chinese skirt. "Wait a minute," said Sophitia, "I know you. It was when I was in Korea, seven years ago." "And again at the coliseum, four years ago," continued the Asian woman, "I'm Seung Mina." Then she went over to get her weapon, using Scarlet Thunder, she cut the ropes, "Sorry about knocking you, I thought you where that Nightmare guy." "Oh that's okay," said Sophitia, but then she realised something, "What's THAT supposed to mean?!" she demanded, with veins swelling up on her head, at being compared to a mutated demon knight. "Sorry!" said Mina, sweating, "So what's with the rope tricks anyway?" Sophitia asked, regaining her calm, "I'm sorry for tying you up, I just thought you'd be in a bad mood when you woke up."
That afternoon, Seigfreid and Cassandra arrived in Rome. "So what do we do now?" asked Cassandra, who had no idea of how Seigfreid was able to locate the Soul Edge fragments, "Well, it's easier if we do a little snooping around first, so lets split up and meet back here in an hour." As he was about to head off to gather information, Cassandra grabbed his shoulder, "Wait a minute!" she said, "What is it?" he asked, slightly annoyed at being stopped, "The only Italian I know, is how to order food at a restaurant!" she said. That didn't seem to annoy our longhaired hero. In fact he was glad of it. "Great!" he said, "You're in charge of ordering when we get our diner!"
So with his partner in tow, He began his investigation. Eventually they arrived at the coliseum. "I've been here a couple of times before." he said, "You fought in the coliseum?" "Yes. Once seven years ago, and again, three years later. In both events my main competition was a Japanese Samurai, named Heishiro Mitsurugi." Cassandra recognised the name, "Hey I know him." She said "I was following a lead on Soul Edge, that lead me to Japan. It turned out he was looking for it too. I remember, he was really good with that sword of his." "By chance, was it YOU he was using the sword on?" asked Seigfreid, remembering how deadly an opponent, the samurai could be, "Yeah. He wanted to test my skills before he'd let me pass on my own." Seigfreid was now becoming interested in Cassandra's hidden talents. Mitsurugi was one of the very few swordsmen he respected. "If you fought in a duel with Mitsurugi, then I must say, you're lucky to still be alive. Only a few people have ever crossed blades with him, and survived." Then he turned his head to her, "Maybe he spared you, cause you're a helpless looking young woman?" by the loud 'CRACK!' sound that could be heard from afar, it was pretty obvious that Seigfreid needed to start choosing his words more carefully. He walked along, rubbing the red mark on his check, while Cassandra walked next to him, still pretty miffed.
That Night, Sophitia and Seung Mina where trekking to Italy, "Are you sure you don't mind helping me find Yunsung?" asked Mina, "Of course not!" said Sophitia with a smile, "If the least I can do, since you're helping me find my sister."
As they walked, two men watched from atop a hill. One, a sleek looking assassin, who hid his face behind a dark mask, with an iron visor, the other, a giant of a man, in full plate armour, and a knights mask. "That's them." Said the giant knight, "Yes," said the assassin, in a deep voice, "But before we send them home, we should first make sure that it's for their benefit, or if I'm just being paranoid."
So the duo jumped off the hill and landed in front of the two women. "Where you two ladies, be going at this time of night?" "That depends on who's asking!" said Mina, as she swung her weapon into a fighting stance. "Ooh! Feisty! Joked the Berserker, "You ready to rock and roll, or should we buy you diner fist?"
Speaking of which, our other travelling pair, where sitting down for a meal. "Second prize eh?" asked Cassandra, before taking another mouthful of Pasta, "That's right." said Seigfreid, munching on a breadstick, "If only they knew it's true evil power, it'd probably be shipped straight to the Emperor." You've probably guessed by now that the second prize in this tournament is a fragment of Soul Edge, so I'll change the subject. Then a large fat waiter came up to their table, and began singing, "That's a nice song!" Said Cassandra with a smile. Seigfreid didn't seem to thrilled though. He actually looked a little embarrassed. "Is something wrong?" his partner asked him, "Yes. This guy is serenading us, cause he thinks we're...you know..." "What, French?" "No...man and woman..." "You mean you're a girl?" she asked jokingly, "He thinks we're a couple, you dumb blonde!" he said aggressively. Then he began to sweat as his face turned even redder.
What happened to his next slightly disturbing so we rejoin Sophitia, and Seung Mina.
The blonde was dodging the berserkers punches, while pondering, 'He's got a big axe on his back, so why isn't he using it?' While that was going on, Mina was plunging into the assassin, who was doing an excellent job of dodging her attacks. "You're good..." she said, short of breath. But then the man in the iron mask did the last thing she expected...a combo that her father once used. He swung his assassin blade twice, horizontally parrying the blows of Scarlet thunder, and then he struck her with two straight kicks to the stomach. "You're not bad." Said the assassin. "Okay! That's enough for now." And with that, he and the berserker darted off. "I wonder what that was all about?" said Sophitia between breathes. "I'm worried." Said Mina, "That assassins technique was so familiar." "So you've seen someone who fights like that before?" "Yeah." She answered, "He knows Seung Style Long blade. The only person who could've taught him that move, is someone from my fathers dojo." "There was something about that knight too." The blonde added, "If he wanted to get rid of us, the fastest way to do it, would be with his axe, but he didn't use it." Then the two companions directed their attention to the nearest Inn, "I don't think, they where trying to hurt us, but I wish I knew more about those two. There's something familiar about them both."
Meanwhile, Seigfried and Cassandra where about to go to bad. They both thanked their luck that it was twin beds instead of a double. "I'm really sorry!" he said, his cheek still red from when Cassandra slapped him, in the restaurant, "I'm not talking to you!" said the young woman, still angry at him for calling her a dumb blonde. Knowing that there was no way he could get her to forgive him, at least until they'd had a good night's sleep, Seigfreid let out a sigh, and removed his armour.
Cass lay on her bed, ready to turn out the light, when she noticed that Seigfried was sleeping with only his pants on. She tried to keep her gaze up at the ceiling, but couldn't resist taking a quick peek, through the corner of her eye.
Two hours later, she woke up, "I've got to stop drinking so much water before I go to bed." She grumbled, as she exited the room, and headed for the bathroom.
Upon reliving herself, she returned to the room. "Look at that big dummy." to herself.
He had apparently kicked the blanket off, in a dream, and was snoozing, next to an open window. "He'll catch a cold like that." She grumbled. So she went over to his bedside and pulled the covers over his naked torso. "There." She said, before returning to her own bed. While lying down, she turned to look at him again. "Sweet dreams." She said with a little smile.
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As I'm in a bit of a hurry to finish this chapter, I'll do the next one soon.
Stay tuned though cause next time, comes the Tournament!
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They are (c) Namco
Germany is quite an interesting country. Once you enter civilisation, you're in for a range of good quality restaurants. We now join our two main characters at the table of one of these, such places. Upon ordering two portions of sausages, with bread, they sat to discuss their route. Naturally, Seigfreid wolfed down his food, as fast as he could. Feeding off people's souls may have kept his strength up, when he was sharing Soul Edge's power, but it wasn't very nutritious, (or tasty) for the man behind the armoured mask. Across the short table, Cassandra, naturally eat her food in neat mouthfuls, making proper use of the knife and fork. Compared to her dining companion, she seemed to be taking her time, though it was probably loss of appetite from his bad table manners. "So," she asked, hoping to distract him from making a bigger scene, by his bad eating habits, "Do you know exactly how many fragments are still out there?" Emitting a burp, Seigfreid prepared to answer 'Aw, gross!' Cass thought. She may be a warrior, but she was still a girl. "See these three scabs on my arm?" Seigfreid asked her, pointing to the mentioned area, "That shows how many fragments are left." "But how do you know where to start looking?" she asked. The fact that he gave her a little smile, was quite unnerving, "I found that one those assassins had, didn't I?"
Cassandra turned her head to the window, "That reminds me." She said, "What?" asked the former villain, chomping on another sausage "Thank you." She said, "If you hadn't saved me from those assassins, I'd probably be dead by now." Seigfreid was used to being betrayed, back from during his childhood as a mercenary, so these kind words where quite a pleasant surprise to him. "You're welcome." He said with a smile. That was the only thing he knew to say, to express his modesty. "Anyway, the first fragment is located in Rome, so that's where we're going first."
Meanwhile, back at the castle, where Seigfreid destroyed Soul Edge, a young woman was snooping around. "Where could that little dipstick be?" Sophitia asked herself. She wasn't usually one to get angry with her family, but she was truly worried about her little sister. She knew that Cassandra loved her very much, but it was her own responsibility. Sophitia never wanted her family to be involved with the evil sword. Just as she was about to snap out of her self-loathing, Sophetia heard something, 'Someone's there!' she thought to herself, turning around. No one there. 'Was it just my imagination?' she pondered. But as she was about to draw her sword, a long pole slammed into the back of her head, knocking her out like a candle being blown at by a kid making a birthday wish.
While we leave the comatose Sophetia, we find Seigfreid and Cassandra heading south, for Italy; the country renound for it's pasta, pizza, hot blooded lovers, beautiful scenery, and of course, the Roman coliseum.
It was by far a stroke of luck (well more like the Author being in a generous mood) that they could hitch a ride on a farm wagon that was heading for Italy. "So what's your reason for travelling such a long way?" asked the farmer, in German. "We're just exploring Europe for a while." Said Seigfreid in his home tong. The farmer looked back at Cassandra who was sitting in the main wagon, "Your friend doesn't talk much, sonny." He said with a smile "A little shy, is she?" "No, she's forgien and doesn't know a lot of German." "Oh I see." Said the old man, once again turning his head to the young lady, who just gave a polite, embarrassed smile, "What we're saying is probably all Greek to her, eh?" (C'mon, you knew it was only a matter of time before someone used that joke) Seigfreid began to sweat at the irony of the comment. "So do you do a lot of travelling?" he asked, not wanting to talk about the poor girl, practically behind her back. "Yes," answered the farmer "I once took my wife on a trip around Europe when we where younger." "What're you talking to him about?" asked Cassandra, "He said he once took his wife around Europe when they where younger." Seigfreid answered in Greek. The farmer continued his anecdote; "My wife was very beautiful when she was still a girl." "He says that his wife was very beautiful in those days." Translated our unlikely hero. Cass nodded, following the story, "But she wasn't as cute as your little honey!" teased the old man. Turning red in the face, Seigfreid was about to tell the old farmer that he'd got it wrong, when Cassandra tapped him on the shoulder, "Then what?" she asked, "She dumped him for his best friend and he never saw her again!" he blurted out to fast for her to understand.
Meanwhile, Sophitia was just waking up. "What happened?" she said, trying to get up, "Have my arms gone to sleep?" She was starting to realise that she couldn't move her arms apart from each other, and it was the same problem with her legs. Moving her shoulders so that she could look at her arms, she saw the problem. Someone had tied her writs together, and done the same with her legs. 'Well that's just bloody marvellous.' Where the only thoughts in her head. "Oh great! You're awake!" came the voice of her capture. Though it wasn't quite what she had expected to hear. The voice was soft, and very femmine. She then felt a hand behind her head, helping her to sit up. Then she saw the owner of the voice; a young Asian woman, with Long brown hair, braided with a few bangs at the front, hazel eyes, and wore a red headband, and a very revealing red outfit, that consisted of a sports bra, and a Chinese skirt. "Wait a minute," said Sophitia, "I know you. It was when I was in Korea, seven years ago." "And again at the coliseum, four years ago," continued the Asian woman, "I'm Seung Mina." Then she went over to get her weapon, using Scarlet Thunder, she cut the ropes, "Sorry about knocking you, I thought you where that Nightmare guy." "Oh that's okay," said Sophitia, but then she realised something, "What's THAT supposed to mean?!" she demanded, with veins swelling up on her head, at being compared to a mutated demon knight. "Sorry!" said Mina, sweating, "So what's with the rope tricks anyway?" Sophitia asked, regaining her calm, "I'm sorry for tying you up, I just thought you'd be in a bad mood when you woke up."
That afternoon, Seigfreid and Cassandra arrived in Rome. "So what do we do now?" asked Cassandra, who had no idea of how Seigfreid was able to locate the Soul Edge fragments, "Well, it's easier if we do a little snooping around first, so lets split up and meet back here in an hour." As he was about to head off to gather information, Cassandra grabbed his shoulder, "Wait a minute!" she said, "What is it?" he asked, slightly annoyed at being stopped, "The only Italian I know, is how to order food at a restaurant!" she said. That didn't seem to annoy our longhaired hero. In fact he was glad of it. "Great!" he said, "You're in charge of ordering when we get our diner!"
So with his partner in tow, He began his investigation. Eventually they arrived at the coliseum. "I've been here a couple of times before." he said, "You fought in the coliseum?" "Yes. Once seven years ago, and again, three years later. In both events my main competition was a Japanese Samurai, named Heishiro Mitsurugi." Cassandra recognised the name, "Hey I know him." She said "I was following a lead on Soul Edge, that lead me to Japan. It turned out he was looking for it too. I remember, he was really good with that sword of his." "By chance, was it YOU he was using the sword on?" asked Seigfreid, remembering how deadly an opponent, the samurai could be, "Yeah. He wanted to test my skills before he'd let me pass on my own." Seigfreid was now becoming interested in Cassandra's hidden talents. Mitsurugi was one of the very few swordsmen he respected. "If you fought in a duel with Mitsurugi, then I must say, you're lucky to still be alive. Only a few people have ever crossed blades with him, and survived." Then he turned his head to her, "Maybe he spared you, cause you're a helpless looking young woman?" by the loud 'CRACK!' sound that could be heard from afar, it was pretty obvious that Seigfreid needed to start choosing his words more carefully. He walked along, rubbing the red mark on his check, while Cassandra walked next to him, still pretty miffed.
That Night, Sophitia and Seung Mina where trekking to Italy, "Are you sure you don't mind helping me find Yunsung?" asked Mina, "Of course not!" said Sophitia with a smile, "If the least I can do, since you're helping me find my sister."
As they walked, two men watched from atop a hill. One, a sleek looking assassin, who hid his face behind a dark mask, with an iron visor, the other, a giant of a man, in full plate armour, and a knights mask. "That's them." Said the giant knight, "Yes," said the assassin, in a deep voice, "But before we send them home, we should first make sure that it's for their benefit, or if I'm just being paranoid."
So the duo jumped off the hill and landed in front of the two women. "Where you two ladies, be going at this time of night?" "That depends on who's asking!" said Mina, as she swung her weapon into a fighting stance. "Ooh! Feisty! Joked the Berserker, "You ready to rock and roll, or should we buy you diner fist?"
Speaking of which, our other travelling pair, where sitting down for a meal. "Second prize eh?" asked Cassandra, before taking another mouthful of Pasta, "That's right." said Seigfreid, munching on a breadstick, "If only they knew it's true evil power, it'd probably be shipped straight to the Emperor." You've probably guessed by now that the second prize in this tournament is a fragment of Soul Edge, so I'll change the subject. Then a large fat waiter came up to their table, and began singing, "That's a nice song!" Said Cassandra with a smile. Seigfreid didn't seem to thrilled though. He actually looked a little embarrassed. "Is something wrong?" his partner asked him, "Yes. This guy is serenading us, cause he thinks we're...you know..." "What, French?" "No...man and woman..." "You mean you're a girl?" she asked jokingly, "He thinks we're a couple, you dumb blonde!" he said aggressively. Then he began to sweat as his face turned even redder.
What happened to his next slightly disturbing so we rejoin Sophitia, and Seung Mina.
The blonde was dodging the berserkers punches, while pondering, 'He's got a big axe on his back, so why isn't he using it?' While that was going on, Mina was plunging into the assassin, who was doing an excellent job of dodging her attacks. "You're good..." she said, short of breath. But then the man in the iron mask did the last thing she expected...a combo that her father once used. He swung his assassin blade twice, horizontally parrying the blows of Scarlet thunder, and then he struck her with two straight kicks to the stomach. "You're not bad." Said the assassin. "Okay! That's enough for now." And with that, he and the berserker darted off. "I wonder what that was all about?" said Sophitia between breathes. "I'm worried." Said Mina, "That assassins technique was so familiar." "So you've seen someone who fights like that before?" "Yeah." She answered, "He knows Seung Style Long blade. The only person who could've taught him that move, is someone from my fathers dojo." "There was something about that knight too." The blonde added, "If he wanted to get rid of us, the fastest way to do it, would be with his axe, but he didn't use it." Then the two companions directed their attention to the nearest Inn, "I don't think, they where trying to hurt us, but I wish I knew more about those two. There's something familiar about them both."
Meanwhile, Seigfried and Cassandra where about to go to bad. They both thanked their luck that it was twin beds instead of a double. "I'm really sorry!" he said, his cheek still red from when Cassandra slapped him, in the restaurant, "I'm not talking to you!" said the young woman, still angry at him for calling her a dumb blonde. Knowing that there was no way he could get her to forgive him, at least until they'd had a good night's sleep, Seigfreid let out a sigh, and removed his armour.
Cass lay on her bed, ready to turn out the light, when she noticed that Seigfried was sleeping with only his pants on. She tried to keep her gaze up at the ceiling, but couldn't resist taking a quick peek, through the corner of her eye.
Two hours later, she woke up, "I've got to stop drinking so much water before I go to bed." She grumbled, as she exited the room, and headed for the bathroom.
Upon reliving herself, she returned to the room. "Look at that big dummy." to herself.
He had apparently kicked the blanket off, in a dream, and was snoozing, next to an open window. "He'll catch a cold like that." She grumbled. So she went over to his bedside and pulled the covers over his naked torso. "There." She said, before returning to her own bed. While lying down, she turned to look at him again. "Sweet dreams." She said with a little smile.
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As I'm in a bit of a hurry to finish this chapter, I'll do the next one soon.
Stay tuned though cause next time, comes the Tournament!