On The Inside
Chapter 2: For Every Light, There Is A Dark
A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry it's been a while but my Internet was having some major problems. But they're fixed so on with the Story! This is chapter two of what was supposed to be a one-chapter story. After all the reviews I got from the first, I decided I could take this story a whole lot further. I figured that everyone could use a little Nightmare in his or her life! If there are any people who hate Nightmare (gasp!) don't worry, I've also decided to put some other characters in this story as well (secret!). I hope this turns out as good as the last.
Disclaimer: Once again I do not own Soul Calibur or anything to do with it. It belongs to some people (NAMCO) who are going to be rich if they aren't already. The only thing that belongs to me is this story. Enjoy.
The creature awoke to the smell of fire. Standing up, it surveyed its current area. The smoke billowed from innumerable fires littered throughout the once proud and magnificent city. Those words could no longer be used to describe any one thing in this burning inferno. It had come to this city looking for the souls of every person in the city. Yet this thing was no human, creature or anything resembling anything at all sane in our world. The sword of the damned it was. Its unblinking yellow eye surveying the destruction and death it had caused through its medium but the sword itself was aware of everything. This was because it was the Soul Edge, the devourer of souls. Yet it could not have gotten to where it was now had it not been for the creature.
For this was a creature from hell, mutilated and mutated until it only vaguely resembled anything human, its huge, clawed arm, greedily grasping the blade of evil. It had once been human, and almost pure, yet no person was truly clean. He had been a thief, and a murderer but a damn good one. Not that the creature cared about the past of the weakling it had devoured yet whose soul still remained unbroken inside the sword. That soul had been of a man named Siegfried. All who lived in that day knew of the man and what he had become. So if the creature had once been Siegfried then this could only be the creature of legend, the evil one. This was Nightmare.
Nightmare strapped the Soul Edge to its back. The sword was growing restless in its search for the souls of others to make itself stronger, and could not allow Nightmare to remain in one location for more time than it took to destroy everything. At 6 feet tall he had been noticed as soon as he walked into the city. Not that his height had set the city's' alarms off. No, it had been his dark azure armour, his huge clawed hand, the Soul Edge in his hand and the bodies of two guards flying through the air in front of him. He had calmly walked through the relentless hoards of imperial guards, powerfully swinging the Soul Edge through the air, leaving half bodies and blood everywhere. He spared no one, not the men, women or children. Or at least.
.so he thought.
A/N: Well that's the second chapter. Sorry its so short but I set myself up for that. Stupid mystery scripts (random cursing in background). But anyway, please review and suggest ANY character you would like to see coming up in the next chapters (that includes the exclusive characters too: Link, Heihachi, and Spawn). That would really help A LOT! Until next time.
Chapter 2: For Every Light, There Is A Dark
A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry it's been a while but my Internet was having some major problems. But they're fixed so on with the Story! This is chapter two of what was supposed to be a one-chapter story. After all the reviews I got from the first, I decided I could take this story a whole lot further. I figured that everyone could use a little Nightmare in his or her life! If there are any people who hate Nightmare (gasp!) don't worry, I've also decided to put some other characters in this story as well (secret!). I hope this turns out as good as the last.
Disclaimer: Once again I do not own Soul Calibur or anything to do with it. It belongs to some people (NAMCO) who are going to be rich if they aren't already. The only thing that belongs to me is this story. Enjoy.
The creature awoke to the smell of fire. Standing up, it surveyed its current area. The smoke billowed from innumerable fires littered throughout the once proud and magnificent city. Those words could no longer be used to describe any one thing in this burning inferno. It had come to this city looking for the souls of every person in the city. Yet this thing was no human, creature or anything resembling anything at all sane in our world. The sword of the damned it was. Its unblinking yellow eye surveying the destruction and death it had caused through its medium but the sword itself was aware of everything. This was because it was the Soul Edge, the devourer of souls. Yet it could not have gotten to where it was now had it not been for the creature.
For this was a creature from hell, mutilated and mutated until it only vaguely resembled anything human, its huge, clawed arm, greedily grasping the blade of evil. It had once been human, and almost pure, yet no person was truly clean. He had been a thief, and a murderer but a damn good one. Not that the creature cared about the past of the weakling it had devoured yet whose soul still remained unbroken inside the sword. That soul had been of a man named Siegfried. All who lived in that day knew of the man and what he had become. So if the creature had once been Siegfried then this could only be the creature of legend, the evil one. This was Nightmare.
Nightmare strapped the Soul Edge to its back. The sword was growing restless in its search for the souls of others to make itself stronger, and could not allow Nightmare to remain in one location for more time than it took to destroy everything. At 6 feet tall he had been noticed as soon as he walked into the city. Not that his height had set the city's' alarms off. No, it had been his dark azure armour, his huge clawed hand, the Soul Edge in his hand and the bodies of two guards flying through the air in front of him. He had calmly walked through the relentless hoards of imperial guards, powerfully swinging the Soul Edge through the air, leaving half bodies and blood everywhere. He spared no one, not the men, women or children. Or at least.
.so he thought.
A/N: Well that's the second chapter. Sorry its so short but I set myself up for that. Stupid mystery scripts (random cursing in background). But anyway, please review and suggest ANY character you would like to see coming up in the next chapters (that includes the exclusive characters too: Link, Heihachi, and Spawn). That would really help A LOT! Until next time.