Chapter 3:
Alpha and Omega
A/N: Hello everyone and welcome back! This is chapter 3. I'm not gonna say much here so enjoy! Plus I do not own Soul Calibur or anything to do with
it. They are the respective property of Namco. I do own this story.
The clash of sword against shield echoed through the temple. The stone pillars seemed to shake with each crashing blow. Two figures stood in the middle of the main chamber of the temple, locked fiercely in combat. The younger one took a carefully aimed stab at the older fighter, but she dodged it with a back flip and then ran forward with a vertical blow. The young warrior blocked the blow with her shield but it knocked her down and sent both sword and shield flying. She leaned up to discover the sharp point of a sword inches from her face. " You're getting better Cassandra." The older one said. "You're not too bad yourself Sophitia." Cassandra said.
The Greek sisters walked out of the temple of Hephaestus together, laughing at the events of their battle. Both had witnessed the destruction of the Soul Edge, hopefully for the last time, and had rejoiced with the rest of the warriors before heading home. Both had settled back into their lives within weeks. Sophitia had returned to her husband and children, and Cassandra had simply gone home to her mother. She often caught herself thinking of the fighters that she had parted with and wondered how they were doing. Mitsurugi, Maxi, Kilik, Xianghua, Taki, Raphael, Seung Mina, Talim and Yun Sung had probably all returned home, she thought, but what of the others? Ivy, the Assassin, the strange Lizardman, Link, Heihachi and the dark Spawn were all she would allow herself to remember. She dreaded the others, the demon Astaroth, the monster Necrid, the abominable Charade, that weird Voldo, and the most horrid one of all. The evil one, the almost inhuman thing, who called himself Nightmare. Images of him and the cursed sword, along with his evil laughing taunts, still haunted her dreams. She shuddered and turned to look at the sea.
The sun was slowly setting over the sea, casting a golden-reddish hue over the harbour and landscape. "The sea looks beautiful today doesn't it Sophitia?" She asked her sister. " It sure does." Sophitia replied with a smile. "But we had best get home before supper gets cold, otherwise." Her sentence was cut short as a deafening explosion sent them both to their feet. Both jumped up to discover a pillar of smoke rising into the air. "What the hell was that?" Cassandra asked her sister. Sophitia shrugged and began to run back to the village. Cassandra started after her, glancing at the harbour while she ran. A pirate ship would not attack the village so why was one here? There was no mistaking the skull and crossbones on the flowing black flag. She suddenly stopped. How could a flag move on a day with no wind? She turned and sprinted after her sister, into the heart of town.
The village was in utter chaos. People ran and screamed, children cried, and that was only going past the gates to the village. As the sisters neared the harbour, the screaming grew louder, now mixed with the sounds of the painful moaning of the dying. Bodies littered the street, blown apart by the force of the blast and the shrapnel. Then suddenly the scene changed. The bodies lying on the ground were no longer ripped apart. They were cut! As Cassandra and Sophitia reached the ship, the sky grew dark. Both drew their swords and slowly walked forward. Just as they reached the boarding ramp, a dark voice spoke out. "Girls!" It exclaimed "How lovely to see you again!" A dark figure began to walk down the ramp. Cassandra squinted to make out whom it was, and then she saw. She had forgotten about him. "Dear lord." Sophitia muttered as she too noticed whom it was. He laughed. The ring of a sword being drawn echoed out and red eyes glowed in the darkness "We really must stay and chat."
Cervantes de Leon had returned. And he was not happy.
Alpha and Omega
A/N: Hello everyone and welcome back! This is chapter 3. I'm not gonna say much here so enjoy! Plus I do not own Soul Calibur or anything to do with
it. They are the respective property of Namco. I do own this story.
The clash of sword against shield echoed through the temple. The stone pillars seemed to shake with each crashing blow. Two figures stood in the middle of the main chamber of the temple, locked fiercely in combat. The younger one took a carefully aimed stab at the older fighter, but she dodged it with a back flip and then ran forward with a vertical blow. The young warrior blocked the blow with her shield but it knocked her down and sent both sword and shield flying. She leaned up to discover the sharp point of a sword inches from her face. " You're getting better Cassandra." The older one said. "You're not too bad yourself Sophitia." Cassandra said.
The Greek sisters walked out of the temple of Hephaestus together, laughing at the events of their battle. Both had witnessed the destruction of the Soul Edge, hopefully for the last time, and had rejoiced with the rest of the warriors before heading home. Both had settled back into their lives within weeks. Sophitia had returned to her husband and children, and Cassandra had simply gone home to her mother. She often caught herself thinking of the fighters that she had parted with and wondered how they were doing. Mitsurugi, Maxi, Kilik, Xianghua, Taki, Raphael, Seung Mina, Talim and Yun Sung had probably all returned home, she thought, but what of the others? Ivy, the Assassin, the strange Lizardman, Link, Heihachi and the dark Spawn were all she would allow herself to remember. She dreaded the others, the demon Astaroth, the monster Necrid, the abominable Charade, that weird Voldo, and the most horrid one of all. The evil one, the almost inhuman thing, who called himself Nightmare. Images of him and the cursed sword, along with his evil laughing taunts, still haunted her dreams. She shuddered and turned to look at the sea.
The sun was slowly setting over the sea, casting a golden-reddish hue over the harbour and landscape. "The sea looks beautiful today doesn't it Sophitia?" She asked her sister. " It sure does." Sophitia replied with a smile. "But we had best get home before supper gets cold, otherwise." Her sentence was cut short as a deafening explosion sent them both to their feet. Both jumped up to discover a pillar of smoke rising into the air. "What the hell was that?" Cassandra asked her sister. Sophitia shrugged and began to run back to the village. Cassandra started after her, glancing at the harbour while she ran. A pirate ship would not attack the village so why was one here? There was no mistaking the skull and crossbones on the flowing black flag. She suddenly stopped. How could a flag move on a day with no wind? She turned and sprinted after her sister, into the heart of town.
The village was in utter chaos. People ran and screamed, children cried, and that was only going past the gates to the village. As the sisters neared the harbour, the screaming grew louder, now mixed with the sounds of the painful moaning of the dying. Bodies littered the street, blown apart by the force of the blast and the shrapnel. Then suddenly the scene changed. The bodies lying on the ground were no longer ripped apart. They were cut! As Cassandra and Sophitia reached the ship, the sky grew dark. Both drew their swords and slowly walked forward. Just as they reached the boarding ramp, a dark voice spoke out. "Girls!" It exclaimed "How lovely to see you again!" A dark figure began to walk down the ramp. Cassandra squinted to make out whom it was, and then she saw. She had forgotten about him. "Dear lord." Sophitia muttered as she too noticed whom it was. He laughed. The ring of a sword being drawn echoed out and red eyes glowed in the darkness "We really must stay and chat."
Cervantes de Leon had returned. And he was not happy.