Thanks for all the reviews, guys! I did a bit of original work on
fictionpress.com, it's crap, but still you can go read it if you want.
Chapter 4
Did the eye just blink? Raphael shuddered at all the hideous memories and pain that had torn into his soul. He held Flambert loosely in his hand, staring blankly into space. He couldn't help but feel that Flambert seemed so...weak and metallic, compared to the lively, electrifying blade that was Soul Edge. He vowed not to be controlled by Soul Edge. All it had taken was a glimpse of memory that he-NO! He couldn't relive Siegfried's memories, no...not now...
The shard spoke to Siegfried. If he could find Soul Edge and take it, the power of the sword would revive his father. His guilt would dissipate, and his sins would be cleansed. Over the years while he sought Soul Edge, he did not realize his mind was slowly deteriorating, and soon he believed in the shadow of his past, that someone else, a masked assassin, had murdered his father. It wasn't him, it was someone else. Now he had a new purpose. Soul Edge told him to use itself against the killer.
It was years before he found it. His power seemed to increase ten- fold with the Sword of Salvation. He asked it again, how to resurrect his father. Soul Edge spoke to him, in a voice seemingly layered with truth. He needed to feed the blade with Souls. Siegfried became Nightmare, and went on a killing spree. After three years of bloodshed the Sword was teeming with life and power...but as if to answer the raging call of Soul Edge, Soul Calibur arrived. And the warrior, Xianghua had defeated him.
Somehow, after collapsing into the void, Siegfried survived, and awoke with the terrible memories staining his conscience. He strived to avoid other humans, but while he slept, at his most vulnerable moment, Soul Edge took over him again. And again, he became Nightmare.
Raphael stood resolutely, combating the power that was Soul Edge. The next memories would be his, and he didn't want to relive those dreadful moments again. Somehow, drawing strength from every reserve of his body, he formed a thin shred of protection against Soul Edge. But the power! The power that emanated from every nerve when he had Soul Edge! It was unspeakable, it was overwhelming.
He shook his head, all he wanted was Amy having a bright new future, to destroy every last root of the Sorels and the foul, vile "nobles". He snorted. As he fell into a fitful slumber, a blue blade which radiated purity filled his mind. It was an awesome presence, and then he saw the woman wielding it. Danger suffused his mind in an angry red cloud. He knew what was about to happen.
A hundred feet away, another ship swiftly approached his ship.
Chapter 4
Did the eye just blink? Raphael shuddered at all the hideous memories and pain that had torn into his soul. He held Flambert loosely in his hand, staring blankly into space. He couldn't help but feel that Flambert seemed so...weak and metallic, compared to the lively, electrifying blade that was Soul Edge. He vowed not to be controlled by Soul Edge. All it had taken was a glimpse of memory that he-NO! He couldn't relive Siegfried's memories, no...not now...
The shard spoke to Siegfried. If he could find Soul Edge and take it, the power of the sword would revive his father. His guilt would dissipate, and his sins would be cleansed. Over the years while he sought Soul Edge, he did not realize his mind was slowly deteriorating, and soon he believed in the shadow of his past, that someone else, a masked assassin, had murdered his father. It wasn't him, it was someone else. Now he had a new purpose. Soul Edge told him to use itself against the killer.
It was years before he found it. His power seemed to increase ten- fold with the Sword of Salvation. He asked it again, how to resurrect his father. Soul Edge spoke to him, in a voice seemingly layered with truth. He needed to feed the blade with Souls. Siegfried became Nightmare, and went on a killing spree. After three years of bloodshed the Sword was teeming with life and power...but as if to answer the raging call of Soul Edge, Soul Calibur arrived. And the warrior, Xianghua had defeated him.
Somehow, after collapsing into the void, Siegfried survived, and awoke with the terrible memories staining his conscience. He strived to avoid other humans, but while he slept, at his most vulnerable moment, Soul Edge took over him again. And again, he became Nightmare.
Raphael stood resolutely, combating the power that was Soul Edge. The next memories would be his, and he didn't want to relive those dreadful moments again. Somehow, drawing strength from every reserve of his body, he formed a thin shred of protection against Soul Edge. But the power! The power that emanated from every nerve when he had Soul Edge! It was unspeakable, it was overwhelming.
He shook his head, all he wanted was Amy having a bright new future, to destroy every last root of the Sorels and the foul, vile "nobles". He snorted. As he fell into a fitful slumber, a blue blade which radiated purity filled his mind. It was an awesome presence, and then he saw the woman wielding it. Danger suffused his mind in an angry red cloud. He knew what was about to happen.
A hundred feet away, another ship swiftly approached his ship.