The inside of the bar was dimly lit and Wind felt perfectly at home in the semi-darkness. He quickly moved to the darkest corner of the room grabbing a chair sat down. Kenneth ordered a drink for himself and sat facing Wind. Kenneth after drinking a little whiskey, leaning back in his chair asked a simple question
"Where the hell are you from?"
"Not where but when" Wind said.
"Fine, when" Kenneth asked.
"The year 2170, about 600 years from the current date" Wind stated. Kenneth almost let go of his glass.
"Woa! 600 years! What's it like in that time?" Kenneth asked. Wind did not reply for a few minutes.
"You would rather miss what happened then experience it first hand," Wind replied.
"How?" Kenneth narrowed his eyes.
"Stay in your own time, the future for the world is not very bright," Wind replied.
Wind shifted his gaze away from Kenneth and watched as two women approached the table they were sitting at.
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Kenneth watched as the two women approached. They were wearing what appeared to be what someone would wear to a fight. They both had a short sword and a shield. They were quite beautiful but Kenneth had been desensitised to beauty a long time ago, to be more precise when he became a mercenary. Wind apparently had no clue.
"Do you know them?" Wind asked.
"I wish," Kenneth replied. He received a slight glare from what appeared to be the elder one. They spoke Greek to each other. Neither one knew that what they considered outsiders knew what they were saying. Kenneth knew because he was a mercenary, so he picked up a lot of languages during his travels. Wind did not know, but the translator in his head did the job.
"Can I help you with something?" Kenneth asked in Greek. They appeared a bit shocked.
"Yeah, I can speak Greek and this guy here probably can listen in as well," Kenneth said, pointing a finger at Wind. Wind narrowed his eyes slightly. The younger of the two walked up to them.
"You know, you two should stop looking like outsiders," she said.
"I can't help it," Kenneth pointed at Wind, "Look at this guy, he sits in dark corners. What kind of a person sits in dark corners?" He suddenly toppled. Kenneth got up, glaring at him.
"What'd you do that for?" the elder asked.
"He deserved it," Wind replied, watching Kenneth pick up his chair.
Kenneth sat down again, a good distance away from Wind's feet.
"By the way, can you speak English?" Kenneth asked. The girls nodded "This makes it easier, and what are your names?"
The eldest introduced them both, "My name is Sophitia and this here is my sister Cassandra." Wind narrowed his eyes at them both analysing them.
"What's up with him?" asked Cassandra "Does he ever talk?" Wind opened his mouth to say something rude but instead shut it again.
"Well, I guess he only talks when he needs to" Kenneth said. He took out the piece of metal from his pocket and started fiddling with it.
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Wind shifted his gaze from the two women to the shard of metal that Kenneth was toying with. Sophitia was also watching. Wind made a grab for the metal.
"Hey, give that back!" cried Kenneth in protest.
"Hold on a second" Wind said. He flipped his visor over his eye and took out the metal and flesh shard he had picked up in his time. "Scan and compare" He commanded. Both Cassandra and Sophitia watched as Wind's eyes widened for just a split second then narrowed sharply.
"It's odd," Wind said Kenneth blinked then asked.
"What's odd?" Wind looked at Kenneth then at the two women.
"The two pieces of metal I hold in my hands are identical."
Sophitia then suddenly said in English "Impossible! Nothing from two different times can be identical."
A deep red glow started to emanate from the two shards of metal. Sophitia suddenly gasped in pain. The two shards recreated the pain that Sophitia felt even long after the piece of Soul Edge was destroyed. Cassandra watched as Wind touched the shards together. With a visible pulse the shards fused, not ever leaving a mark. As if the to pieces were supposed to be together.
"That," Sophitia said "Is a part of Soul Edge."
Kenneth gave her a slightly confused look and Wind looked unmoved.
"What's Soul Edge?" Kenneth asked with mild curiosity in his tone.
Sophitia sighed then asked "Are you good with listening to long stories?" Both Wind and Kenneth nodded. Sophitia explained what happened four years ago when Nightmare roamed Europe. Kenneth took this as a true story but Wind was not so sure.
"A Sword that takes one's spirit?"
"Yes" said Sophitia
"I refuse to believe such things. In my time, things like that are just myths." Said Wind
Kenneth took the opportunity to share the time difference between The Age of Soul Edge and Winds time.
"Just for your information Wind is from about 600 years into the future." Both Cassandra's and Sophitia's mouth dropped open.
Wind drew his gun and looked across the room. Some idiot on the other side of the room was making faces and rude gestures at him for some time now. Wind aimed the gun at the man and fired. A short stream of black flame erupted from the muzzle and the person was set on fire. Kenneth sighed and put his forehead onto the palms of his hands as the man ran out of the bar screaming something about a demon. Wind laughed a bit.
"I was not telling the whole truth" He said "If you look hard enough you can even find things like," Wind blew some smoke away from the barrel of his gun then put it away. He smiled evilly "Black magic!"
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Kenneth looked up at Wind, "Do you always have to do that?"
"He deserved it," Wind replied.
"Is that your answer for everything?" Cassandra asked. He paused for a second.
"Most of the time, yes," Wind replied with slight humour. Kenneth sighed again in complete frustration. "Hopeless. Completely hopeless," Kenneth thought as he again put his forehead onto his palm. He looked at Sophitia.
"So, where do we find this Soul Edge?" He asked.
"Well, it disappeared along with Nightmare 4 years ago," she replied, "Until you two came along."
"Well, we're going to meet some friends on the border of Greece. They may have some information on it. You two want to come along?" Sophitia asked.
"I'll come. I don't know about him," Kenneth replied, pointing at Wind. Wind looked up, thinking for a moment.
"I'll come," Wind replied.
"Alright then, let's go," Kenneth said, getting up from his chair. They all walked outside. The man that Wind set on fire was running around a fountain. Kenneth sighed as he walked up to the man. Kenneth punched him in the face hard. The screaming man fell over into the water of the fountain, unconscious.
"I wanted to do that!" Wind said, slightly annoyed
Fifty armed troops ran around the corner of a building. Seeing the still steaming water, he walked up and started to question Kenneth. A man came around another corner. Wind aimed the gun at the sticks in his hand and fired some black flames.
One of the soldiers pointed, and then shouted "THERE'S THE DEMON! GET HIM!"
The soldiers gave a war cry and chased the man. Everyone looked at Wind, who was whistling. Kenneth sighed again as the group left Athens.
Mechwarrior21: Must you do this?
Fasti: Yes, evil as the spice of life.
Mechwarrior21: *Sighs, places hands on forehead* Hopeless.
Fasti: *Evil grin, Pulls out a gun*
Mechwarrior21: Oh shit. Please review. *Runs away*
*Evil laugh, gunshots echoing*
