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Siegfried ran his hands on the armor in front of him. It was his father's armor when he was still training to be a knight. Now it was just a pile of scrap metal. He had not realized the extent of the damage caused by that fateful night. The metal plates were full of scratches and holes caused by a very powerful weapon. The links of the chain mail beneath it were all broken. The sword beside it was now nothing more but broken shards.
"I never realized it was this messed up." He said to himself.
"It seems to be too broken to be repaired" a voice behind said.
He turned around and saw a bearded man wearing a sword in his waist.
"Your name is Mitsurugi, am I right?" Siegfried asked.
"I see Cassandra has already told you of us."
The rounin walked up to the knight.
"By the way you are looking at it; I'd say that that armor is important to you."
"It belonged to my father." The knight said, "It's the only thing I have to remind me of him."
Mitsurugi immediately realized that Siegfried had loss his father in a very painful way. He put his hand on his companion's shoulder and said,
"The memory of your father will forever live in your heart and mind, my friend. You need not to wear his belongings to honor his memory."
With that, he left the knight.
The seekers of Soul Edge held a meeting to discuss their plan of action. Their lead has suddenly run cold. According to Talim, she could no longer sense the sword in the wind. It was as if something was masking its power.
"Are you telling us that the Soul Edge isn't here?" Ivy asked the girl.
"I don't know." Talim answered. "Its power is faint and very hard to pin point. It's as if it's moving."
"The Soul Edge is moving." A voice came from behind.
The group looked up to see Siegfried walking towards them.
Cassandra stood up. "Siegfried, I think you shouldn't be walking around yet."
The knight turned to the young lady and said, "I'm well now, Cassandra. The care you have given me has healed my wounds. I thank you for your concern."
Cassandra only nodded her head and took her seat.
"Knight, what do you mean when you said the Soul Edge is moving?" asked Taki. "Is Nightmare on the move again?"
"No." Siegfried answered. "Nightmare is no more. He is dead."
Shock fell on the face of those who listened. Who could have defeated and killed Nightmare. Siegfried continued,
"The Azure Knight was destroyed. The demon sword has been taken by the former host of Soul Edge, Cervantes de Leon."
At the mention of the pirate's name Ivy paled. Raphael noticed this but chose not to ask what the matter was. Maxi stood up and asked Siegfried.
"What makes you so sure of these things?"
The knight answered, "Because I was there when it happened."
Surprise fell on the group but Siegfried went on.
"Five years ago, I took up the decision to fight Nightmare. I would always loose to him but thankfully I always escaped with my life. Finally, a year ago, I was able to subdue the monster here in this dessert. My weapon was not sufficient to destroy his Soul Edge so I decided to bring him to a place where he could not harm anyone. I put him within a cave under a ruined temple. I have stood watch of the fault since them. All was fine until recently. The pirate, Cervantes de Leon, came to take the Soul Edge. I tried to defeat him but he was too powerful. He overcame Nightmare and I was thrown into an abyss. I would have died had Cassandra not found me."
The knight saw the look of despair in the people around him. They did not expect to fight Cervantes. He was already very formidable when Taki and Sophitia fought him, but know that he was alive again only proved the Soul Edge was far more powerful than what they have imagined. Worse, he had defeated Nightmare, a foes so difficult to best that a weapon with an aura the exact opposite of Soul Edge's was needed. This meant that he was stronger than before.
"What can we do now?" whispered Ivy "Is there no way to defeat the demon sword?"
"Maybe if we combined the powers of the weapons that defeated Soul Edge, we could win." Talim suggested.
"That won't work, Talim." Xianghua answered sadly, "When Kilik and I fought Nightmare we had three weapons against his Soul Edge. Unfortunately, we lost two of them, Kilik's mirror sash and my first sword. And that sword was the Soul Calibur, Soul Edges opposite."
At the mention of the lost weapons, Siegfried remembered something. "Xianghua, what does your Soul Calibur look like?"
"It is a sword with it blade splitting into two, thin, double edged blades. But it will only take that form if it is with the other weapons. If it is separated, it will turn into an old sword similar to what I have now."
Upon hearing the description Siegfried ran to his tent and came back with two objects carefully wrapped in cloth.
"I found these when I defeated Nightmare. I think he was trying to destroy them."
He unwrapped one and took out what looked like a belt made of mirrors.
"Kilik, I believe this belongs to you."
Kilik could not believe his eyes. "The Dvapara-Yuga!"
The moment Kilik took the sash it and his Kali-Yuga began to glow. The group then noticed the other object in Siegfried's hands was glowing as well. The knight undid the binding and revealed a handle.
"Xianghua, take it."
Taking hold of the handle, the Chinese girl pulled out a sword that looked similar to what she used.
"My mother's sword, Krita-Yuga."
As soon as the sword was taken out of the wrappings all three weapons began to resonate together. Slowly, the Krita-Yuga began to change shape.
"Soul Calibur." Kilik and Xianghua said in unison.
Siegfried was back in the tent again. The return of the lost weapons gave hope to seekers of the demon sword.
'I actually gave them hope.' He said to himself.
The weapons he returned were weak and were in bad shape. Nonetheless it gave Xianghua and the others courage to go on. Taki suspected that the weapon's depleted power was caused by the damage on them. It was then that Yoshimitsu pointed out that the weapons might regain their power if they were repaired. Upon hearing the problem, Cassandra stood up and advised the group that they go to her home land of Greece. There they could ask her brother-in-law to repair the damaged sacred weapons.
His thoughts fell on the Greek warrior. She was truly a sight to behold. Her eyes that showed strength and great will also had the spark of innocents and youth, something rarely seen in a warrior. Her eyes looked like emeralds to him and her smile was almost angelic. Her beauty and grace could also be seen when she fights. She had skill and agility; attributes than can be clearly seen in combat, especially when she does flips and twirls, which caused her skirt to go up and.
'Bad Siegfried! Bad Siegfried! Don't you dare think of her like that.' The knight reprimanded himself before he could go any further.
It was then that Siegfried remembered something. He had once encountered a female warrior with the exact same style as hers. Their skill, their weapons, even the way they dress was similar. He then noticed something.
'Cassandra's family name is 'Alexandra', which is the same as the warrior I met before. I wonder?'
His thinking stopped when he heard someone enter the tent. It was Cassandra.
"I came to check on you." Said Greek woman.
Siegfried sat up and offered her a seat. Cassandra excepted since she did want to talk to him.
"I wanted to thank you, Siegfried" she said.
"Why?" the knight asked.
"For giving us hope. For giving us the lost sacred weapons. At that moment, I thought all was lost but you saved the day."
"Last time I checked, I was the one who brought the bad news." Siegfried said with a smile.
Cassandra couldn't help but laugh as she realized the irony. She soon stopped and noticed that Siegfried was looking at her.
"You know you're really cute when you laugh, Cassandra."
The lady began to turn red. She had never heard a man call her like that, much more a handsome, muscular.
'What am I thinking? Oh, Eros, what have you done to me?'
She couldn't believe she could be having these kinds of thoughts about a man she has hardly known. Then again, how can a female not fantasize about someone like him. He was not only handsome, he was gentle, kind, and had a noble air around him.
"Cassandra?"
Her thoughts were broken by his voice.
"May I ask you something?"
"Yes, you can ask me anything." Cassandra replied.
"How are you related to Sophitia Alexandra?"
"Sophitia is my sister." She said with surprise. "How do you know her?"
"I once met her on one of my travels when I was younger. I stumbled wounded into the temple she was praying in one night. She healed my wounds and nursed back to good health. When I had recovered, she asked me to teach her some of the fighting skills I know. She told me that she was given a mission by your gods to destroy a great evil. I was indebted to her so I agreed. She was the kindest, sweetest girl I've ever met."
Cassandra could see the smile dancing on Siegfried's lips. The way he spoke of her sister told Cassandra that Sophitia had a special spot in Siegfried's heart.
"Tell me, Cassandra, how do you know what had happened to her in her mission?"
His question brought her back to reality. "It went well, Siegfried. She was wounded gravely yet she was successful. Later she was called again by our gods to purify the lands corrupted by the evil. Sophitia accomplished that as well. Now she is happily married and has two beautiful children."
It was too late when Cassandra realized what she had said. She didn't want to go that far but it just slipped. She saw the happiness in Siegfried's eyes slowly disappear and replaced by sorrow and disappointment.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
"It's okay. Its not your fault. I was only thinking. Had the circumstances of my life been different, I would have fought by Sophitia's side. I could have prevented her from getting wounded. I could have."
Cassandra put her hand in Siegfried's. She wanted to comfort him. The knight saw the understanding in his companion's eyes.
'She must how it feels to be heartbroken.'
Siegfried wrapped his fingers in Cassandra's hand. They smiled, each happy to know they understood each other. She put her head on his chest. It was warm to her. He wrapped his arms around her. Her body was soft to his touch.
They were like this for a long moment relishing every second of it.
"Hey, Cassandra, did you ask him already."
The two separated just as Maxi and the others entered the tent. The group saw the two all red and fixing their clothes and hair.
"Uhh, what were you two doing before we got in here?" Talim asked.
"Nothing!" the two said in unison, making them blush more.
"Whatever!" Mitsurugi exclaimed. "Cassandra, did you ask Siegfried already?"
"Ask me what?" The knight asked.
Cassandra turned to Siegfried and spoke, "Siegfried, we would like you to join our party. Your knowledge of the demon sword would be a great advantage to us. We hope you accept and lend us your assistance as you have with my sister.
Siegfried went silent as he thought over the offer. After a few moments he reached for the broken sword behind him and faced the others.
"It would be a supreme honor to aid you in your quest. I accept your offer. You can rely on my skill and knowledge to aid you in the destruction of the Soul Edge."
Smiles could be seen in the faces of those present. They acquired a powerful ally in their cause.
"And besides, I still have a duty to serve my Lady Cassandra."
Silence immediately fell on all of them.
'I should not have said that.' Siegfried thought to himself when he realized what he said.
The group immediately turned their attention to Cassandra, who was turning redder than a tomato.
"Lady Cassandra?"
In flash the women in the group were teasing the poor Greek girl.
"You are so lucky, Cassandra." chimed Ivy "You have that handsome, muscular knight to do your every bidding."
Cassandra couldn't take it anymore.
"STOP IT, ALL OF YOU!!!"
'I have found the missing pieces. They seem to be going towards the sea. Perfect, back to the old ways.'
With that Cervantes resumed his travel.
Siegfried ran his hands on the armor in front of him. It was his father's armor when he was still training to be a knight. Now it was just a pile of scrap metal. He had not realized the extent of the damage caused by that fateful night. The metal plates were full of scratches and holes caused by a very powerful weapon. The links of the chain mail beneath it were all broken. The sword beside it was now nothing more but broken shards.
"I never realized it was this messed up." He said to himself.
"It seems to be too broken to be repaired" a voice behind said.
He turned around and saw a bearded man wearing a sword in his waist.
"Your name is Mitsurugi, am I right?" Siegfried asked.
"I see Cassandra has already told you of us."
The rounin walked up to the knight.
"By the way you are looking at it; I'd say that that armor is important to you."
"It belonged to my father." The knight said, "It's the only thing I have to remind me of him."
Mitsurugi immediately realized that Siegfried had loss his father in a very painful way. He put his hand on his companion's shoulder and said,
"The memory of your father will forever live in your heart and mind, my friend. You need not to wear his belongings to honor his memory."
With that, he left the knight.
The seekers of Soul Edge held a meeting to discuss their plan of action. Their lead has suddenly run cold. According to Talim, she could no longer sense the sword in the wind. It was as if something was masking its power.
"Are you telling us that the Soul Edge isn't here?" Ivy asked the girl.
"I don't know." Talim answered. "Its power is faint and very hard to pin point. It's as if it's moving."
"The Soul Edge is moving." A voice came from behind.
The group looked up to see Siegfried walking towards them.
Cassandra stood up. "Siegfried, I think you shouldn't be walking around yet."
The knight turned to the young lady and said, "I'm well now, Cassandra. The care you have given me has healed my wounds. I thank you for your concern."
Cassandra only nodded her head and took her seat.
"Knight, what do you mean when you said the Soul Edge is moving?" asked Taki. "Is Nightmare on the move again?"
"No." Siegfried answered. "Nightmare is no more. He is dead."
Shock fell on the face of those who listened. Who could have defeated and killed Nightmare. Siegfried continued,
"The Azure Knight was destroyed. The demon sword has been taken by the former host of Soul Edge, Cervantes de Leon."
At the mention of the pirate's name Ivy paled. Raphael noticed this but chose not to ask what the matter was. Maxi stood up and asked Siegfried.
"What makes you so sure of these things?"
The knight answered, "Because I was there when it happened."
Surprise fell on the group but Siegfried went on.
"Five years ago, I took up the decision to fight Nightmare. I would always loose to him but thankfully I always escaped with my life. Finally, a year ago, I was able to subdue the monster here in this dessert. My weapon was not sufficient to destroy his Soul Edge so I decided to bring him to a place where he could not harm anyone. I put him within a cave under a ruined temple. I have stood watch of the fault since them. All was fine until recently. The pirate, Cervantes de Leon, came to take the Soul Edge. I tried to defeat him but he was too powerful. He overcame Nightmare and I was thrown into an abyss. I would have died had Cassandra not found me."
The knight saw the look of despair in the people around him. They did not expect to fight Cervantes. He was already very formidable when Taki and Sophitia fought him, but know that he was alive again only proved the Soul Edge was far more powerful than what they have imagined. Worse, he had defeated Nightmare, a foes so difficult to best that a weapon with an aura the exact opposite of Soul Edge's was needed. This meant that he was stronger than before.
"What can we do now?" whispered Ivy "Is there no way to defeat the demon sword?"
"Maybe if we combined the powers of the weapons that defeated Soul Edge, we could win." Talim suggested.
"That won't work, Talim." Xianghua answered sadly, "When Kilik and I fought Nightmare we had three weapons against his Soul Edge. Unfortunately, we lost two of them, Kilik's mirror sash and my first sword. And that sword was the Soul Calibur, Soul Edges opposite."
At the mention of the lost weapons, Siegfried remembered something. "Xianghua, what does your Soul Calibur look like?"
"It is a sword with it blade splitting into two, thin, double edged blades. But it will only take that form if it is with the other weapons. If it is separated, it will turn into an old sword similar to what I have now."
Upon hearing the description Siegfried ran to his tent and came back with two objects carefully wrapped in cloth.
"I found these when I defeated Nightmare. I think he was trying to destroy them."
He unwrapped one and took out what looked like a belt made of mirrors.
"Kilik, I believe this belongs to you."
Kilik could not believe his eyes. "The Dvapara-Yuga!"
The moment Kilik took the sash it and his Kali-Yuga began to glow. The group then noticed the other object in Siegfried's hands was glowing as well. The knight undid the binding and revealed a handle.
"Xianghua, take it."
Taking hold of the handle, the Chinese girl pulled out a sword that looked similar to what she used.
"My mother's sword, Krita-Yuga."
As soon as the sword was taken out of the wrappings all three weapons began to resonate together. Slowly, the Krita-Yuga began to change shape.
"Soul Calibur." Kilik and Xianghua said in unison.
Siegfried was back in the tent again. The return of the lost weapons gave hope to seekers of the demon sword.
'I actually gave them hope.' He said to himself.
The weapons he returned were weak and were in bad shape. Nonetheless it gave Xianghua and the others courage to go on. Taki suspected that the weapon's depleted power was caused by the damage on them. It was then that Yoshimitsu pointed out that the weapons might regain their power if they were repaired. Upon hearing the problem, Cassandra stood up and advised the group that they go to her home land of Greece. There they could ask her brother-in-law to repair the damaged sacred weapons.
His thoughts fell on the Greek warrior. She was truly a sight to behold. Her eyes that showed strength and great will also had the spark of innocents and youth, something rarely seen in a warrior. Her eyes looked like emeralds to him and her smile was almost angelic. Her beauty and grace could also be seen when she fights. She had skill and agility; attributes than can be clearly seen in combat, especially when she does flips and twirls, which caused her skirt to go up and.
'Bad Siegfried! Bad Siegfried! Don't you dare think of her like that.' The knight reprimanded himself before he could go any further.
It was then that Siegfried remembered something. He had once encountered a female warrior with the exact same style as hers. Their skill, their weapons, even the way they dress was similar. He then noticed something.
'Cassandra's family name is 'Alexandra', which is the same as the warrior I met before. I wonder?'
His thinking stopped when he heard someone enter the tent. It was Cassandra.
"I came to check on you." Said Greek woman.
Siegfried sat up and offered her a seat. Cassandra excepted since she did want to talk to him.
"I wanted to thank you, Siegfried" she said.
"Why?" the knight asked.
"For giving us hope. For giving us the lost sacred weapons. At that moment, I thought all was lost but you saved the day."
"Last time I checked, I was the one who brought the bad news." Siegfried said with a smile.
Cassandra couldn't help but laugh as she realized the irony. She soon stopped and noticed that Siegfried was looking at her.
"You know you're really cute when you laugh, Cassandra."
The lady began to turn red. She had never heard a man call her like that, much more a handsome, muscular.
'What am I thinking? Oh, Eros, what have you done to me?'
She couldn't believe she could be having these kinds of thoughts about a man she has hardly known. Then again, how can a female not fantasize about someone like him. He was not only handsome, he was gentle, kind, and had a noble air around him.
"Cassandra?"
Her thoughts were broken by his voice.
"May I ask you something?"
"Yes, you can ask me anything." Cassandra replied.
"How are you related to Sophitia Alexandra?"
"Sophitia is my sister." She said with surprise. "How do you know her?"
"I once met her on one of my travels when I was younger. I stumbled wounded into the temple she was praying in one night. She healed my wounds and nursed back to good health. When I had recovered, she asked me to teach her some of the fighting skills I know. She told me that she was given a mission by your gods to destroy a great evil. I was indebted to her so I agreed. She was the kindest, sweetest girl I've ever met."
Cassandra could see the smile dancing on Siegfried's lips. The way he spoke of her sister told Cassandra that Sophitia had a special spot in Siegfried's heart.
"Tell me, Cassandra, how do you know what had happened to her in her mission?"
His question brought her back to reality. "It went well, Siegfried. She was wounded gravely yet she was successful. Later she was called again by our gods to purify the lands corrupted by the evil. Sophitia accomplished that as well. Now she is happily married and has two beautiful children."
It was too late when Cassandra realized what she had said. She didn't want to go that far but it just slipped. She saw the happiness in Siegfried's eyes slowly disappear and replaced by sorrow and disappointment.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
"It's okay. Its not your fault. I was only thinking. Had the circumstances of my life been different, I would have fought by Sophitia's side. I could have prevented her from getting wounded. I could have."
Cassandra put her hand in Siegfried's. She wanted to comfort him. The knight saw the understanding in his companion's eyes.
'She must how it feels to be heartbroken.'
Siegfried wrapped his fingers in Cassandra's hand. They smiled, each happy to know they understood each other. She put her head on his chest. It was warm to her. He wrapped his arms around her. Her body was soft to his touch.
They were like this for a long moment relishing every second of it.
"Hey, Cassandra, did you ask him already."
The two separated just as Maxi and the others entered the tent. The group saw the two all red and fixing their clothes and hair.
"Uhh, what were you two doing before we got in here?" Talim asked.
"Nothing!" the two said in unison, making them blush more.
"Whatever!" Mitsurugi exclaimed. "Cassandra, did you ask Siegfried already?"
"Ask me what?" The knight asked.
Cassandra turned to Siegfried and spoke, "Siegfried, we would like you to join our party. Your knowledge of the demon sword would be a great advantage to us. We hope you accept and lend us your assistance as you have with my sister.
Siegfried went silent as he thought over the offer. After a few moments he reached for the broken sword behind him and faced the others.
"It would be a supreme honor to aid you in your quest. I accept your offer. You can rely on my skill and knowledge to aid you in the destruction of the Soul Edge."
Smiles could be seen in the faces of those present. They acquired a powerful ally in their cause.
"And besides, I still have a duty to serve my Lady Cassandra."
Silence immediately fell on all of them.
'I should not have said that.' Siegfried thought to himself when he realized what he said.
The group immediately turned their attention to Cassandra, who was turning redder than a tomato.
"Lady Cassandra?"
In flash the women in the group were teasing the poor Greek girl.
"You are so lucky, Cassandra." chimed Ivy "You have that handsome, muscular knight to do your every bidding."
Cassandra couldn't take it anymore.
"STOP IT, ALL OF YOU!!!"
'I have found the missing pieces. They seem to be going towards the sea. Perfect, back to the old ways.'
With that Cervantes resumed his travel.
