As the day entered dusk, Raphael and Yun Sung found them selves walking the
streets of Athens with little to no on their search for the warrior maiden
sent by the gods. They had wandered into many shops and talked to many
people along the streets only to get the same answer from nearly everyone.
"I'm sorry but I don't know who you're talking about."
"No, I don't know anyone by that name."
"Sorry, never heard of her."
Raphael turned away from the pedestrian somewhat annoyed. "Yes, sorry for bothering you. Thank you kindly." He said courteously.
"..For nothing." Yun Sung added when the local was out of ear-shot. "We've been up and down these streets all day! I can't believe we haven't turned up a SINGLE clue." He kicked at the ground venting a bit of his frustration upon the hard road. Raphael though not as angry as his young friend, did seem mildly perplexed at their unsuccessful search.
"I'd imagined she'd be hard to find." The Frenchman stated dully. "A warrior of the gods indeed."
Yun Sung gave him a side ways glance. "Aw what are you talking about? With a title such as that you'd think it'd be a cinch to find her."
The blond nobleman did not reply right away but continued to stare forward. "Not all titles given to individuals proceed to fame, Yun Sung." Raphael said after a bit.
Yun Sung gave this thought two or three seconds before shaking his short spiky head. "No I don't believe that. What good are titles if not recognized? It's totally worthless."
Once again the Frenchman did not seem too interested in the subject only keeping his eyes ahead, looking for any other possible aspirant local who might just give that vital hint or clue they'd been looking for. When he did speak he sounded weary;
"I can think of a few things more important than fame."
There was a curious glance. "Yeah? Like what? Power? Honor?"
Raphael huffed as if he were expecting such an answer. "No, I was thinking along the lines of more personal matters." He said glancing down another street branching off to the side. It was another sub street, but it wasn't as busy as there were fewer shops and a little more homes. It was better flourished than the main road too, and thus giving it a charming little touch that appealed to Raphael who turned down that road.
"You didn't answer my question." Yun said following Raphael. "Is that all you can think of? Power? Honor?" The man said dryly. It was then he actually turned his head to look at Yun. The Korean had a puzzled look upon his face not understanding what could be more important than power or even honor. "What about individuality or even self worth?"
When Yun did not reply right away, Raphael blew out a breath before turning his attention back to the road.
"Honestly there is more to life than those petty things. Believe me." He added as good measure to keep Yun silent. To be more truthful, Raphael felt that Yun was a reflection of himself at a time when he was young and stupid, and there fore he did not raise his voice so much. Raphael really didn't like the subject in any case, and was thankful that Yun hadn't said anything for a bit. He did wonder if Yun was actually thinking it through.
That would be one less ignorant noble-wanna-be in this world.
For some reason, this train of thought led Raphael into thinking about his adopted daughter, Amy, that he left behind. Even though he had her living safely in the country side with a few chosen attendants and guardians, he still worried about her a great deal.
"Amy." He didn't even realize the name had slipped from his lips. Raphael missed her a great deal, as much as a real father could. That was the more reason for him to find the Soul Edge faster so that he could return to her side and finally with the Soul Edge be rid of all the snobby self-absorbed nobles.
"Hey Raphael," Yun's voice came again after awhile.
"What is it?"
"If you're not looking for the Soul Edge for Power, Honor or Fame, then why are you looking for the Soul Edge?"
Raphael gave a sudden twitch. "That's none of your business now is it?" He snapped, causing Yun to step away from him in alarm. The initial surprise was eventually over taken with anger that was so common to him.
"What was THAT all about?" Yun breathed heatedly.
But Raphael had quickly recollected himself. He really hadn't meant to jump at Yun like that, and it wasn't in his best interest to rouse the fiery Asian.
He heaved a sigh trying to repress his emotions and said; "Look, we really should have our eyes peeled for that woman, the sooner we find her the sooner we can get back to finding the Soul Edge." Raphael reasoned, but Yun was giving him an indignant look, and he added, "I don't really want to talk about it now, as there are a bit too many eyes and ears."
After a moment's hesitation, Yun also looked around and saw what the French man meant, and he seemed to quell his resentment.
"Right then, I suppose everyone should be allowed their privacy." Yun said defeated. This surprised Raphael as he had known Yun to eagerly dive into quarrels and fights. But for some reason, he was getting better at controlling his temper. "Well, we haven't any luck in finding the woman. This is so totally pointless; remind me again why we need this girl? Why do we even need that demon-man and his freaky friend?"
Now it took all of his will power to suppress from snapping at his young naive friend again, but his short-termed memory was incredible.
"We don't have time for this kind of discussion. Come on."
They reassumed their searching, and still came up a bit short, but while Yun was eager to search a different location, Raphael wanted to search a bit more thoroughly, and just as he'd hoped, they spoke to an old woman who knew the person of their search.
"Sophita is such a darling girl, but I'm afraid she's no longer living here with her sisters." The old lady said with a sad look. But this quickly disappeared as was replaced by joyous smile. "She's married and lives with her husband near by. Her husband is an iron smith while she continues to work at the bakery down this street."
"Why didn't you just tell us that?" Yun asked feeling as if he had heard a whole lecture. He liked conversations straight and to the point. But before he could say anything more, Raphael intervened and bowed curtly to the old lady respectfully.
"Thank you Madame you have been more than helpful..." He said politely before turning away sharply and followed the old woman's directions.
"So she's married huh? That sucks." Yun commented as he matched strides with his stoic friend. It was then that he noticed the grim look upon Raphael's face. "What's up with you? I know that getting married is bad, but it isn't that bad."
Without looking at Yun Raphael replied; "This could prove problematic." But he didn't care to explain just yet as he need to first meet with her. It only took a few minuets before they came into view of a rather small building that seemed to resemble a cottage but with tile roof. As they drew near, the aroma of fresh bread hung in the air and seemed to tempt them to come closer but on the contrary, he stopped. His companion was about to ask why he had stopped but he held up a hand to silence him and only pointed at the building, Thankfully once again, Yun seemed to understand and he said nothing more, only observing the place along with Raphael.
There was a large oversized window that served as a station where the bread could be handed out to customers, and through it they could see ovens and other such domestic devices necessary to produce such bakery. There were customers lingering about the place waiting for their orders and every once in awhile a blond aproned woman would appear at the window and hand them packages. Raphael and Yun could watch at a safe distance without looking too conspicuous, and they were able to stare at this particular woman as she went about doing her duties. She was indeed a very lovely creature, and the French swordsman felt himself being drawn to her beauty. Could this be the one that they had been looking for? And as if to answer his question, another figure approached the bakery from the other side and called out to the woman.
"Sophitia!" The man was a bit rugged looking and smudged with black dirt, he wore the customary cloths familiar to locals in the city. The woman apparently named Sophita was at the window then and when she caught sight of the man, she disappeared back into the shop only to reemerge at the side door. Now that she wasn't behind the counter, it could be seen that she wore a fairly long white dress beneath the crème apron. It was smudged as she had been baking and working all day. Both embraced each other lovingly and shared a small kiss.
"Rinthion, how was your day today?" Sophitia asked. The man shrugged half heartedly.
"Same old, same old." He said, hand still around her waist. "How about you?"
Sophitia gave him a sweet smile. "Very well, Cassandra dropped by again today and helped me out a bit with the children."
As she mentioned this Rinthion's face lit up with interest. "How have they been? Giving you trouble?" Sophitia laughed softly.
"No, of course not! But you'll be glad to hear that Patroklos has begun to walk as have Pyrrah." She continued to speak about the children and Raphael looked away. Yun continued to listen a bit longer, but he eventually turned away expression matching Raphael's.
"So what's the plan?" Yun asked in a low voice. Raphael shook his head.
"We have to return to the group and tell them of our findings."
"Aren't we going to take the woman with us?" Yun asked. The grim look came over Raphael's features and he closed his eyes for a moment.
"We can't." Raphael said emphatically. "She can be of no use to us at this point." He turned around and began to walk away, but Yun grabbed his shoulder roughly.
"Okay, care to explain why? We shouldn't be so deterred because she's settled down and what not! I'm sure she'd be willing to join us if she knew about the Soul Edge."
Raphael slapped Yun's hand away now visibly angry. "No, you don't get it do you? It's because she has a family that she'll be useless to us. She probably won't leave her family and even if she does she'd be dead weight, seeing that she'll be emotional and miss her family here. Not only that but because she has children only tells me one thing, she can no longer hear the voice of the gods."
"What's children got to do with anything?" The Korean said incredulous.
Raphael crossed his arms over his chest lowering his head in frustration. "I read about these kinds of things. In Greek traditions and knowledge, Gods appear only to virgins and that is only to virgins that they find acceptable and are willing to talk to. She's got children, I highly doubt she still speaks with them- What?" Raphael asked noting the look upon Yun's face.
"Where the HELL did you read that?" He finally asked incredulously, Raphael shrugged carelessly.
"You tend to come across certain bits of info when you read a lot." He said as-a-matter-of-factly. "That's why I believed Siegfried when he spoke of Sophitia but in any case, we can't take her. We'll have to report back with the group now anyway, let's go."
But Yun Sung was a bit hesitant and he stood as if rooted to his spot. He looked to Raphael's retreating back and then at the happily married pair. He was torn between calling out to the woman and just leaving them.
"Yun Sung!" Raphael called sharply. Yun Sung shot a glance his way still deciding what to do before he reluctantly turned away. With one furtive glance he hurried away after his companion.
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Sophitia was carrying on to her beloved about the children and the events of her day when she noted people in the back ground half hidden by the shadows of the other buildings. It was hard to make out how many there were, perhaps three? Or maybe two?
For certain, she had seen one with dirty blond hair, (Her heart skipped a beat.) and seemed to be accompanied by a dark haired figure. But before she could confirm what she was seeing, whoever it had been were quick to disappear from sight in the direction that Rinthion had just come from.
She stood there suddenly silent as she wondered if she had seen what she saw. Could it be?
"Sophitia!" At her name she blinked her sky blue eyes and then realized that Rinthion had been talking to her.
"Hmm? Oh, what? I'm sorry." She said tucking a stray blond lock behind her ear. Rinthion turned to look where she had been gazing and when he saw nothing he looked back to her.
"Is there something the matter dear?" He asked concerned. Her eyes wandered back to where she had seen the mysterious pair. It could have been anyone really, there were a lot of people in Athens that had blond hair or even dark hair.But.
Her stomach turned a bit, and she felt uneasy.
"Ah, it's, it's nothing." She said simply, but she could not shake the pair from her mind. After another hesitant moment, she gripped her husband by both arms an apologetic look upon her face. "I'm sorry this is so sudden, but could you watch the children for me just for a moment? I just remembered I had something to do. Please?" She begged, feeling imperative as the seconds went by. She did not want to lose them.
Rinthion was obviously bewildered by her sudden change in behavior. He had begun to nod when she leaned forward and planted a light kiss upon his cheek and tore off from where he had just come from. He didn't even have a chance to ask what it was that was so important.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Siegfried, Talim and Link (somewhat conscious) were briskly making their way through the streets of Athens at that moment ducking into what ever corner, alley way or back street they came upon where they could hide from many eyes. It was not easy, and it was incredibly reckless.
Several times Siegfried winced not sure where the pain was coming from. But it came searing him from the inside out.
From the inside? Siegfried closed his eyes he had a burning desire to run but knew in doing so would result in more pain. His heart pounded agonizingly in his chest and he realized that he could not feel the injuries he had sustained earlier from Astaroth. But the pain in his chest was clear and excruciatingly. His throat felt tight and enclosed and he felt like he could not breathe.
Siegfried tried to deny the fact that he knew why he felt this way. Right about then he thought that pain he suffered from Astroth's beating were nothing compared to what he was experiencing now. Despair, confusion, anger, and sadness washed over him. If frustrated him greatly as he couldn't understand.
But he knew, especially his heart knew, what he had seen.
Upon their initial retreat from the Valentine mistress, Ivy, Siegfried was thankful that she did not fight with him for honestly, he didn't know if he could have taken her. Eventually he caught up with Talim and a very injured Link. As he'd hoped, they opted for the back streets as an escape route away from the main road and many prying eyes. He didn't care where the streets took them only that it went away from Ivy. Link was doing fairly well until a good distance later, his injuries began to over take him. Even with Talim as an aid, he began to slow down and lag a little more pain becoming evident with each step.
It was not surprising, as every cut he sustained from Ivy's 'Serpent Embrace' bled profusely. They were numerous and Link would need help fast. Luckily the Temple of Hephaestus was near the others may be able to help. It was then that the long stretch of back road came into an open area. This is where the back street ended and Siegfried stood in front of Talim and Link trying to hide them as he looked about trying to see if the coast was clear.
It was not, for he saw a man making his way from the main road. Siegfried backed up a little sinking into the shadows, and motioned for Talim to make sure that Link was hidden behind him.
Siegfried composed himself as to look like an ordinary man (in armor) standing at the street corner doing nothing in particular. He turned his gaze else where as if admiring something off to the sides.
From the corner of his eye he saw the man give him a curious look but passed quickly. Siegfried looked to Talim and gave her the all clear sign. He knew they weren't far from the appointed meeting place. Just a little further.
It was then that his ears caught a name the man had called a little way down. It was so automatic and perhaps instinct that he stopped to look.
And that's when he saw her. Knew it was her for his heart could not forget what she looked like, even after seven years, he remembered her. He was so happy and was about to call after her, but she ran and threw herself into the man's arms.
Everything seemed to stop then. The smile faded as he felt something in him break. He wanted to look away but couldn't as his limbs were paralyzed and his feet rooted to the spot.
The two shared a passionate kiss and embrace. He saw the love in her eyes that were undeniable. He couldn't bear to see it anymore and Siegfried lowered his head blond fringe falling over his eyes gently. Siegfried grinded his teeth silently, fangs showing clearly but obscured by his blond hair. What ever it was that had broke in him seemed to affect everything in his thinking. Nothing seemed to matter, he wasn't happy, sad or even angry. All he wanted to do was shout into the sky in the best bestial roar he could manage so that even the gods could hear him.
"SIEGFRIED!" Talim called to him snapping out of his initial thoughts and he looked to see her straggling behind. It seemed Link had finally succumbed to his injuries. His head was lowered allowing the hood to droop over and obscure his features. Arms were limp and it wasn't clear weather he was dragging his legs or attempting to move them.
"You're going too fast! Are you trying to kill Link and yourself?!" She asked angrily. "The way you moved seemed as though you were some possessed undead being."
Siegfried realized what she meant as he straggled over to her. He was suddenly made aware that his legs were sore and heavy, and he was breathing faster than normal.
"I'm sorry Talim, but the potion is fading too fast, we need to hurry." Siegfried half-lied. It was true that it was fading as his limbs were becoming more sluggish as the pain that seemed numbed from them were returning.
But he couldn't get the image of what he saw out of his mind, so he gave himself a mental slap that helped little.
Link was dying and he himself would soon suffer the same. Who cares about Sophitia and the guy she was with?! Your life is in danger! Move go!
He reached over with his malformed claw and took Link from Talim's startled grasp. He lifted the prone body almost with ease for the demonic blood that contaminated his body allowed it so. Siegfried held Link with one arm close to his side trying to cover him with the cloak he donned.
"Talim, run ahead. Make sure the path is clear and if that is not possible find routes where there aren't that many people. It'll be dangerous, but we don't have the time now." Siegfried instructed her. Much to his relief the girl did not waste time with idle talk of worry and simply took off.
She understood only too clearly their situation.
Between the meeting with Ivy and the escape, Siegfried could not remember much as everything happened in a blur with very little sticking to memory. He wasn't sure when they had arrived at their meeting spot or even how they'd gotten there, only that he found himself collapse at the temple's massive stairway, Link beside him. There was an annoying pounding in his head, he couldn't get over, and his eyes wandered too and fro, seeing and not seeing. Talim was there for a bit, but he didn't know when Kilik or Xianghua arrived. He couldn't hear what Yun Sung and Raphael said as they had come to hoist him up to half walk half carry him to a room in a local building. His vision faded in and out, as he tried to fight to stay conscious, but he was very exhausted and could almost physically feel the strength leave his body. Every thing went black as he succumbed to his own injuries, the noise became silent and he felt nothing more.
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When he awoke he felt the gentle hand of someone touching his face softly. This was more the reason to force his eyes to open.
"Siegfried.." The voice, a female voice, swam through his groggy mind in a strange haze. His eyes opened slowly sleep blurred his vision but it was beginning to clear and he found a face staring down at him from his left side.
"Wh,who?" He asked his mouth feeling dry and sluggish.
"Siegfried, you're okay.I'm glad." The female said. Siegfried stared longer into her face feeling that she was familiar. Finally the features became sharper and he recognized Talim's young features.
Despite what Talim said, he pushed himself up into a sitting position. He held his forehead with his normal hand. There was a slight echo of a head ache there, but it was beginning to fade. It was then he realized his hand was bandaged.
"What happened?" He asked automatically. He simply couldn't remember too well and he found himself drawing up a blank when he tried to recall.
"You over exerted yourself back there Siegfried." Talim explained softly. "It must of taken a lot of your strength to carry Link when your body was already suffering so much."
When Sieg heard Link's name he shot Talim an alarmed look. She read this clearly and smiled warmly.
"Don't worry, he's fine. After the guys took both of you here, Kilik and Raphael started to treat and dress your wounds. But it doesn't look like you'll be able to do much for a while. You'll only worsen your condition. However, Link didn't suffer as badly, but he did lose a fair amount of blood, and the shock that Ivy woman gave him jarred him a bit. But he'll be fine, he's still asleep." Talim moved aside to allow Siegfried full view of another bed opposite of his. There, Link slept upon his back, the top of his chest was slightly uncovered to reveal bandages even his shoulders were wrapped. His face was scratched up a bit and Siegfried could see small thin cuts healing. Thankfully, the elf was sleeping peacefully, the bed covers rising and falling gently.
Relief filled him for just a moment, and he started to wonder why he still had such a tight feeling in his chest. He only had to give it a moment's thought before he remembered.
"Talim, did anyone find Sophitia?" Siegfried asked a little meekly, fearful of her answer. She seemed surprised at this and stared at him for a second before her features turned sad.
Well that was all the confirmation he really needed and Sieg suddenly regretted asking. It was foolish of him to try to pass off what he saw as just a bad dream.
"Raphael and Yun Sung found her yesterday but Raphael said that she wouldn't be of any use to us. She has a family and there's a good chance she can't communicate with the gods anymore. At least that's what he said."
Siegfried lowered his head when he felt a hand on his grotesque malformed shoulder. This caused him to look up to find Talim's hand there. She tried a hopeful smile for him.
"Don't be down hearted Siegfried, we will find a different way, I'm sure there is some one else who may be able to help you."
Obviously she had mistaken his sadness for disappointment which was good.
"I know you're right. So, where is everyone else?"
"They are all still asleep in their rooms. It's best we lay low anyway because of yesterday." She suggested. However, Siegfried was paying her little attention staring at the bedcovers before him thinking.
Sophitia was already married. Hell, she even had kids! It was stupid to think that, he never even had a chance, why had he even been so...?
The thoughts trailed painfully through his head as he kept seeking Sophitia and her husband replay through his thoughts. When he couldn't take it any longer he shook his head as if to remove it from the sad thoughts.
"Siegfried, can I ask you something?" Talim suddenly asked. As much as Siegfried didn't feel like answering anything right now, he nodded his head anyway. She continued a little hesitant, her voice was soft.
"I, I couldn't help but notice, I mean, I don't mean to pry." But the priestess couldn't quite phrase her question and right about then Siegfried didn't think he wanted to hear it now more then ever.
Perhaps the gods above were listening for the door behind them resounded with a soft knock, (Which tipped Siegfried off that it had to be a woman.) and both looked to each questioningly before Talim went to answer it. She opened the door a crack just so that who ever was outside wouldn't be able to see inside. From where he was, Siegfried couldn't hear a word the two were saying, but he could hear another girl's voice soft on the other side. Finally, Talim closed the door behind her, but her hand did not leave the handle.
Her eyes were wide with panic.
"Siegfried! It's Sophitia! She knows you're here!" She reported in a frightened whisper.
It felt as though something hard had formed in the pit of his stomach. What was he going to do? He couldn't possible let her in and see him, let alone Link, this way! At the same time, he wanted to see her, and he could feel his heart beat faster.
"Siegfried, what should I tell her?" Talim asked. Siegfried kept glancing at his malformed claw that rested beneath the covers and then to Link's sleeping form. Finally, he took a deep breath trying to calm himself.
Why was he acting like such an idiot? Sophitia was also a warrior, she was not just another female. Perhaps she'd understand. And in any case he was going to meet her and reveal his hideous past and form. Siegfried felt his chest tighten to explode into a flutter of nervousness. He was going to meet her eventually, just not like this. But, none the less, she was here now. Now was a good time than any. Finally, hardening his features, he nodded Talim his approval to let her in.
She was skeptical but did as he wanted. When Talim opened the door, she said something to Sophitia before opening the door wide enough to allow the woman in.
Right when the blond woman set eyes upon him, Siegfried immediately thought it was a mistake. Her eyes grew wide and he was sure she was going to let out a cry in disgust, but she surprised him and rushed to his bed side, hands resting upon his normal hand that was upon his lap.
"Siegfried! It is you! I can't believe it! I almost didn't recognize you!" Sophitia spouted smiling fondly.
Siegfried was to say the least, stunned. He tried to speak but nothing came from his mouth.
Was she crazy or something? Hadn't she noticed his friend? His ugly transformation? When he looked up he found Talim giving him the same thunderstruck look.
"Siegfried, why didn't you come to see me sooner? Why?" Sophitia asked. Siegfried tried to say something, but his mouth wasn't working right. What should he say? Because he had seen her and her husband together happy? Because he didn't want to see her anymore?
Wordlessly he moved his malformed claw beneath the covers and with drew them to rest above in plain sight. The woman had to move back a bit to give it room to rest upon the bed. It should explain everything without Siegfried having to. Sophitia stared upon the hideous claw and her sky blue eyes met his emerald eye. There was a sudden understanding that he could read so clearly in her eyes. She knew, she had to know now. Siegfried would rather tell her, show her, himself than allowing anyone else tell her. It didn't matter how painful it was. He deserved the pain he saw in her beautiful features. It was a shocked kind of sadness. Perhaps a bit frightened and she shook her head slightly covering her mouth with both hands. He felt as though he was just stabbed in the chest several times, and so ashamed was he that he lowered his head. It was as if he had disappointed his own father and mother, disgraced them in such a manner.
"I'm sorry, I did not listen to you those many years ago when you warned me." Siegfried said softly, his voice breaking.
"Siegfried.." Sophitia said as if fearful. "It can't possibly be, you, you were the Azure Nightmare?"
Siegfried gave a curt nod. "I'm sorry. I'm sure that." But she interrupted then when she placed a hand upon the claw, causing him to visibly jerk. His head looked up to see that She was kneeling next to his bed, and there were tears glistening from her beautiful blue eyes. She was close, very close now.
With her other hand, she reached up to brush away the fringe concealing his scarred, demonic eye. Her touch was soft and warm against his face, and he wanted to draw back, but he couldn't, she wanted to see, and he was unable to deny her that. What was the point? She already knew.
Sophitia stared as the tears ran, and what ever she was looking for she found in his demonic crimson eye.
"It was you," she said in a hushed whisper. "It really was you." Sophitia said, and Siegfried wished she would speak no more, his heart broke anew with every word.. "Zeus be praised, it is a miracle. You have a human soul and yet you have escaped Soul Edge." Despite the tears, she managed a sad but thankful smile. "Welcome back Siegfried Schtauffen."
"I'm sorry but I don't know who you're talking about."
"No, I don't know anyone by that name."
"Sorry, never heard of her."
Raphael turned away from the pedestrian somewhat annoyed. "Yes, sorry for bothering you. Thank you kindly." He said courteously.
"..For nothing." Yun Sung added when the local was out of ear-shot. "We've been up and down these streets all day! I can't believe we haven't turned up a SINGLE clue." He kicked at the ground venting a bit of his frustration upon the hard road. Raphael though not as angry as his young friend, did seem mildly perplexed at their unsuccessful search.
"I'd imagined she'd be hard to find." The Frenchman stated dully. "A warrior of the gods indeed."
Yun Sung gave him a side ways glance. "Aw what are you talking about? With a title such as that you'd think it'd be a cinch to find her."
The blond nobleman did not reply right away but continued to stare forward. "Not all titles given to individuals proceed to fame, Yun Sung." Raphael said after a bit.
Yun Sung gave this thought two or three seconds before shaking his short spiky head. "No I don't believe that. What good are titles if not recognized? It's totally worthless."
Once again the Frenchman did not seem too interested in the subject only keeping his eyes ahead, looking for any other possible aspirant local who might just give that vital hint or clue they'd been looking for. When he did speak he sounded weary;
"I can think of a few things more important than fame."
There was a curious glance. "Yeah? Like what? Power? Honor?"
Raphael huffed as if he were expecting such an answer. "No, I was thinking along the lines of more personal matters." He said glancing down another street branching off to the side. It was another sub street, but it wasn't as busy as there were fewer shops and a little more homes. It was better flourished than the main road too, and thus giving it a charming little touch that appealed to Raphael who turned down that road.
"You didn't answer my question." Yun said following Raphael. "Is that all you can think of? Power? Honor?" The man said dryly. It was then he actually turned his head to look at Yun. The Korean had a puzzled look upon his face not understanding what could be more important than power or even honor. "What about individuality or even self worth?"
When Yun did not reply right away, Raphael blew out a breath before turning his attention back to the road.
"Honestly there is more to life than those petty things. Believe me." He added as good measure to keep Yun silent. To be more truthful, Raphael felt that Yun was a reflection of himself at a time when he was young and stupid, and there fore he did not raise his voice so much. Raphael really didn't like the subject in any case, and was thankful that Yun hadn't said anything for a bit. He did wonder if Yun was actually thinking it through.
That would be one less ignorant noble-wanna-be in this world.
For some reason, this train of thought led Raphael into thinking about his adopted daughter, Amy, that he left behind. Even though he had her living safely in the country side with a few chosen attendants and guardians, he still worried about her a great deal.
"Amy." He didn't even realize the name had slipped from his lips. Raphael missed her a great deal, as much as a real father could. That was the more reason for him to find the Soul Edge faster so that he could return to her side and finally with the Soul Edge be rid of all the snobby self-absorbed nobles.
"Hey Raphael," Yun's voice came again after awhile.
"What is it?"
"If you're not looking for the Soul Edge for Power, Honor or Fame, then why are you looking for the Soul Edge?"
Raphael gave a sudden twitch. "That's none of your business now is it?" He snapped, causing Yun to step away from him in alarm. The initial surprise was eventually over taken with anger that was so common to him.
"What was THAT all about?" Yun breathed heatedly.
But Raphael had quickly recollected himself. He really hadn't meant to jump at Yun like that, and it wasn't in his best interest to rouse the fiery Asian.
He heaved a sigh trying to repress his emotions and said; "Look, we really should have our eyes peeled for that woman, the sooner we find her the sooner we can get back to finding the Soul Edge." Raphael reasoned, but Yun was giving him an indignant look, and he added, "I don't really want to talk about it now, as there are a bit too many eyes and ears."
After a moment's hesitation, Yun also looked around and saw what the French man meant, and he seemed to quell his resentment.
"Right then, I suppose everyone should be allowed their privacy." Yun said defeated. This surprised Raphael as he had known Yun to eagerly dive into quarrels and fights. But for some reason, he was getting better at controlling his temper. "Well, we haven't any luck in finding the woman. This is so totally pointless; remind me again why we need this girl? Why do we even need that demon-man and his freaky friend?"
Now it took all of his will power to suppress from snapping at his young naive friend again, but his short-termed memory was incredible.
"We don't have time for this kind of discussion. Come on."
They reassumed their searching, and still came up a bit short, but while Yun was eager to search a different location, Raphael wanted to search a bit more thoroughly, and just as he'd hoped, they spoke to an old woman who knew the person of their search.
"Sophita is such a darling girl, but I'm afraid she's no longer living here with her sisters." The old lady said with a sad look. But this quickly disappeared as was replaced by joyous smile. "She's married and lives with her husband near by. Her husband is an iron smith while she continues to work at the bakery down this street."
"Why didn't you just tell us that?" Yun asked feeling as if he had heard a whole lecture. He liked conversations straight and to the point. But before he could say anything more, Raphael intervened and bowed curtly to the old lady respectfully.
"Thank you Madame you have been more than helpful..." He said politely before turning away sharply and followed the old woman's directions.
"So she's married huh? That sucks." Yun commented as he matched strides with his stoic friend. It was then that he noticed the grim look upon Raphael's face. "What's up with you? I know that getting married is bad, but it isn't that bad."
Without looking at Yun Raphael replied; "This could prove problematic." But he didn't care to explain just yet as he need to first meet with her. It only took a few minuets before they came into view of a rather small building that seemed to resemble a cottage but with tile roof. As they drew near, the aroma of fresh bread hung in the air and seemed to tempt them to come closer but on the contrary, he stopped. His companion was about to ask why he had stopped but he held up a hand to silence him and only pointed at the building, Thankfully once again, Yun seemed to understand and he said nothing more, only observing the place along with Raphael.
There was a large oversized window that served as a station where the bread could be handed out to customers, and through it they could see ovens and other such domestic devices necessary to produce such bakery. There were customers lingering about the place waiting for their orders and every once in awhile a blond aproned woman would appear at the window and hand them packages. Raphael and Yun could watch at a safe distance without looking too conspicuous, and they were able to stare at this particular woman as she went about doing her duties. She was indeed a very lovely creature, and the French swordsman felt himself being drawn to her beauty. Could this be the one that they had been looking for? And as if to answer his question, another figure approached the bakery from the other side and called out to the woman.
"Sophitia!" The man was a bit rugged looking and smudged with black dirt, he wore the customary cloths familiar to locals in the city. The woman apparently named Sophita was at the window then and when she caught sight of the man, she disappeared back into the shop only to reemerge at the side door. Now that she wasn't behind the counter, it could be seen that she wore a fairly long white dress beneath the crème apron. It was smudged as she had been baking and working all day. Both embraced each other lovingly and shared a small kiss.
"Rinthion, how was your day today?" Sophitia asked. The man shrugged half heartedly.
"Same old, same old." He said, hand still around her waist. "How about you?"
Sophitia gave him a sweet smile. "Very well, Cassandra dropped by again today and helped me out a bit with the children."
As she mentioned this Rinthion's face lit up with interest. "How have they been? Giving you trouble?" Sophitia laughed softly.
"No, of course not! But you'll be glad to hear that Patroklos has begun to walk as have Pyrrah." She continued to speak about the children and Raphael looked away. Yun continued to listen a bit longer, but he eventually turned away expression matching Raphael's.
"So what's the plan?" Yun asked in a low voice. Raphael shook his head.
"We have to return to the group and tell them of our findings."
"Aren't we going to take the woman with us?" Yun asked. The grim look came over Raphael's features and he closed his eyes for a moment.
"We can't." Raphael said emphatically. "She can be of no use to us at this point." He turned around and began to walk away, but Yun grabbed his shoulder roughly.
"Okay, care to explain why? We shouldn't be so deterred because she's settled down and what not! I'm sure she'd be willing to join us if she knew about the Soul Edge."
Raphael slapped Yun's hand away now visibly angry. "No, you don't get it do you? It's because she has a family that she'll be useless to us. She probably won't leave her family and even if she does she'd be dead weight, seeing that she'll be emotional and miss her family here. Not only that but because she has children only tells me one thing, she can no longer hear the voice of the gods."
"What's children got to do with anything?" The Korean said incredulous.
Raphael crossed his arms over his chest lowering his head in frustration. "I read about these kinds of things. In Greek traditions and knowledge, Gods appear only to virgins and that is only to virgins that they find acceptable and are willing to talk to. She's got children, I highly doubt she still speaks with them- What?" Raphael asked noting the look upon Yun's face.
"Where the HELL did you read that?" He finally asked incredulously, Raphael shrugged carelessly.
"You tend to come across certain bits of info when you read a lot." He said as-a-matter-of-factly. "That's why I believed Siegfried when he spoke of Sophitia but in any case, we can't take her. We'll have to report back with the group now anyway, let's go."
But Yun Sung was a bit hesitant and he stood as if rooted to his spot. He looked to Raphael's retreating back and then at the happily married pair. He was torn between calling out to the woman and just leaving them.
"Yun Sung!" Raphael called sharply. Yun Sung shot a glance his way still deciding what to do before he reluctantly turned away. With one furtive glance he hurried away after his companion.
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Sophitia was carrying on to her beloved about the children and the events of her day when she noted people in the back ground half hidden by the shadows of the other buildings. It was hard to make out how many there were, perhaps three? Or maybe two?
For certain, she had seen one with dirty blond hair, (Her heart skipped a beat.) and seemed to be accompanied by a dark haired figure. But before she could confirm what she was seeing, whoever it had been were quick to disappear from sight in the direction that Rinthion had just come from.
She stood there suddenly silent as she wondered if she had seen what she saw. Could it be?
"Sophitia!" At her name she blinked her sky blue eyes and then realized that Rinthion had been talking to her.
"Hmm? Oh, what? I'm sorry." She said tucking a stray blond lock behind her ear. Rinthion turned to look where she had been gazing and when he saw nothing he looked back to her.
"Is there something the matter dear?" He asked concerned. Her eyes wandered back to where she had seen the mysterious pair. It could have been anyone really, there were a lot of people in Athens that had blond hair or even dark hair.But.
Her stomach turned a bit, and she felt uneasy.
"Ah, it's, it's nothing." She said simply, but she could not shake the pair from her mind. After another hesitant moment, she gripped her husband by both arms an apologetic look upon her face. "I'm sorry this is so sudden, but could you watch the children for me just for a moment? I just remembered I had something to do. Please?" She begged, feeling imperative as the seconds went by. She did not want to lose them.
Rinthion was obviously bewildered by her sudden change in behavior. He had begun to nod when she leaned forward and planted a light kiss upon his cheek and tore off from where he had just come from. He didn't even have a chance to ask what it was that was so important.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Siegfried, Talim and Link (somewhat conscious) were briskly making their way through the streets of Athens at that moment ducking into what ever corner, alley way or back street they came upon where they could hide from many eyes. It was not easy, and it was incredibly reckless.
Several times Siegfried winced not sure where the pain was coming from. But it came searing him from the inside out.
From the inside? Siegfried closed his eyes he had a burning desire to run but knew in doing so would result in more pain. His heart pounded agonizingly in his chest and he realized that he could not feel the injuries he had sustained earlier from Astaroth. But the pain in his chest was clear and excruciatingly. His throat felt tight and enclosed and he felt like he could not breathe.
Siegfried tried to deny the fact that he knew why he felt this way. Right about then he thought that pain he suffered from Astroth's beating were nothing compared to what he was experiencing now. Despair, confusion, anger, and sadness washed over him. If frustrated him greatly as he couldn't understand.
But he knew, especially his heart knew, what he had seen.
Upon their initial retreat from the Valentine mistress, Ivy, Siegfried was thankful that she did not fight with him for honestly, he didn't know if he could have taken her. Eventually he caught up with Talim and a very injured Link. As he'd hoped, they opted for the back streets as an escape route away from the main road and many prying eyes. He didn't care where the streets took them only that it went away from Ivy. Link was doing fairly well until a good distance later, his injuries began to over take him. Even with Talim as an aid, he began to slow down and lag a little more pain becoming evident with each step.
It was not surprising, as every cut he sustained from Ivy's 'Serpent Embrace' bled profusely. They were numerous and Link would need help fast. Luckily the Temple of Hephaestus was near the others may be able to help. It was then that the long stretch of back road came into an open area. This is where the back street ended and Siegfried stood in front of Talim and Link trying to hide them as he looked about trying to see if the coast was clear.
It was not, for he saw a man making his way from the main road. Siegfried backed up a little sinking into the shadows, and motioned for Talim to make sure that Link was hidden behind him.
Siegfried composed himself as to look like an ordinary man (in armor) standing at the street corner doing nothing in particular. He turned his gaze else where as if admiring something off to the sides.
From the corner of his eye he saw the man give him a curious look but passed quickly. Siegfried looked to Talim and gave her the all clear sign. He knew they weren't far from the appointed meeting place. Just a little further.
It was then that his ears caught a name the man had called a little way down. It was so automatic and perhaps instinct that he stopped to look.
And that's when he saw her. Knew it was her for his heart could not forget what she looked like, even after seven years, he remembered her. He was so happy and was about to call after her, but she ran and threw herself into the man's arms.
Everything seemed to stop then. The smile faded as he felt something in him break. He wanted to look away but couldn't as his limbs were paralyzed and his feet rooted to the spot.
The two shared a passionate kiss and embrace. He saw the love in her eyes that were undeniable. He couldn't bear to see it anymore and Siegfried lowered his head blond fringe falling over his eyes gently. Siegfried grinded his teeth silently, fangs showing clearly but obscured by his blond hair. What ever it was that had broke in him seemed to affect everything in his thinking. Nothing seemed to matter, he wasn't happy, sad or even angry. All he wanted to do was shout into the sky in the best bestial roar he could manage so that even the gods could hear him.
"SIEGFRIED!" Talim called to him snapping out of his initial thoughts and he looked to see her straggling behind. It seemed Link had finally succumbed to his injuries. His head was lowered allowing the hood to droop over and obscure his features. Arms were limp and it wasn't clear weather he was dragging his legs or attempting to move them.
"You're going too fast! Are you trying to kill Link and yourself?!" She asked angrily. "The way you moved seemed as though you were some possessed undead being."
Siegfried realized what she meant as he straggled over to her. He was suddenly made aware that his legs were sore and heavy, and he was breathing faster than normal.
"I'm sorry Talim, but the potion is fading too fast, we need to hurry." Siegfried half-lied. It was true that it was fading as his limbs were becoming more sluggish as the pain that seemed numbed from them were returning.
But he couldn't get the image of what he saw out of his mind, so he gave himself a mental slap that helped little.
Link was dying and he himself would soon suffer the same. Who cares about Sophitia and the guy she was with?! Your life is in danger! Move go!
He reached over with his malformed claw and took Link from Talim's startled grasp. He lifted the prone body almost with ease for the demonic blood that contaminated his body allowed it so. Siegfried held Link with one arm close to his side trying to cover him with the cloak he donned.
"Talim, run ahead. Make sure the path is clear and if that is not possible find routes where there aren't that many people. It'll be dangerous, but we don't have the time now." Siegfried instructed her. Much to his relief the girl did not waste time with idle talk of worry and simply took off.
She understood only too clearly their situation.
Between the meeting with Ivy and the escape, Siegfried could not remember much as everything happened in a blur with very little sticking to memory. He wasn't sure when they had arrived at their meeting spot or even how they'd gotten there, only that he found himself collapse at the temple's massive stairway, Link beside him. There was an annoying pounding in his head, he couldn't get over, and his eyes wandered too and fro, seeing and not seeing. Talim was there for a bit, but he didn't know when Kilik or Xianghua arrived. He couldn't hear what Yun Sung and Raphael said as they had come to hoist him up to half walk half carry him to a room in a local building. His vision faded in and out, as he tried to fight to stay conscious, but he was very exhausted and could almost physically feel the strength leave his body. Every thing went black as he succumbed to his own injuries, the noise became silent and he felt nothing more.
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When he awoke he felt the gentle hand of someone touching his face softly. This was more the reason to force his eyes to open.
"Siegfried.." The voice, a female voice, swam through his groggy mind in a strange haze. His eyes opened slowly sleep blurred his vision but it was beginning to clear and he found a face staring down at him from his left side.
"Wh,who?" He asked his mouth feeling dry and sluggish.
"Siegfried, you're okay.I'm glad." The female said. Siegfried stared longer into her face feeling that she was familiar. Finally the features became sharper and he recognized Talim's young features.
Despite what Talim said, he pushed himself up into a sitting position. He held his forehead with his normal hand. There was a slight echo of a head ache there, but it was beginning to fade. It was then he realized his hand was bandaged.
"What happened?" He asked automatically. He simply couldn't remember too well and he found himself drawing up a blank when he tried to recall.
"You over exerted yourself back there Siegfried." Talim explained softly. "It must of taken a lot of your strength to carry Link when your body was already suffering so much."
When Sieg heard Link's name he shot Talim an alarmed look. She read this clearly and smiled warmly.
"Don't worry, he's fine. After the guys took both of you here, Kilik and Raphael started to treat and dress your wounds. But it doesn't look like you'll be able to do much for a while. You'll only worsen your condition. However, Link didn't suffer as badly, but he did lose a fair amount of blood, and the shock that Ivy woman gave him jarred him a bit. But he'll be fine, he's still asleep." Talim moved aside to allow Siegfried full view of another bed opposite of his. There, Link slept upon his back, the top of his chest was slightly uncovered to reveal bandages even his shoulders were wrapped. His face was scratched up a bit and Siegfried could see small thin cuts healing. Thankfully, the elf was sleeping peacefully, the bed covers rising and falling gently.
Relief filled him for just a moment, and he started to wonder why he still had such a tight feeling in his chest. He only had to give it a moment's thought before he remembered.
"Talim, did anyone find Sophitia?" Siegfried asked a little meekly, fearful of her answer. She seemed surprised at this and stared at him for a second before her features turned sad.
Well that was all the confirmation he really needed and Sieg suddenly regretted asking. It was foolish of him to try to pass off what he saw as just a bad dream.
"Raphael and Yun Sung found her yesterday but Raphael said that she wouldn't be of any use to us. She has a family and there's a good chance she can't communicate with the gods anymore. At least that's what he said."
Siegfried lowered his head when he felt a hand on his grotesque malformed shoulder. This caused him to look up to find Talim's hand there. She tried a hopeful smile for him.
"Don't be down hearted Siegfried, we will find a different way, I'm sure there is some one else who may be able to help you."
Obviously she had mistaken his sadness for disappointment which was good.
"I know you're right. So, where is everyone else?"
"They are all still asleep in their rooms. It's best we lay low anyway because of yesterday." She suggested. However, Siegfried was paying her little attention staring at the bedcovers before him thinking.
Sophitia was already married. Hell, she even had kids! It was stupid to think that, he never even had a chance, why had he even been so...?
The thoughts trailed painfully through his head as he kept seeking Sophitia and her husband replay through his thoughts. When he couldn't take it any longer he shook his head as if to remove it from the sad thoughts.
"Siegfried, can I ask you something?" Talim suddenly asked. As much as Siegfried didn't feel like answering anything right now, he nodded his head anyway. She continued a little hesitant, her voice was soft.
"I, I couldn't help but notice, I mean, I don't mean to pry." But the priestess couldn't quite phrase her question and right about then Siegfried didn't think he wanted to hear it now more then ever.
Perhaps the gods above were listening for the door behind them resounded with a soft knock, (Which tipped Siegfried off that it had to be a woman.) and both looked to each questioningly before Talim went to answer it. She opened the door a crack just so that who ever was outside wouldn't be able to see inside. From where he was, Siegfried couldn't hear a word the two were saying, but he could hear another girl's voice soft on the other side. Finally, Talim closed the door behind her, but her hand did not leave the handle.
Her eyes were wide with panic.
"Siegfried! It's Sophitia! She knows you're here!" She reported in a frightened whisper.
It felt as though something hard had formed in the pit of his stomach. What was he going to do? He couldn't possible let her in and see him, let alone Link, this way! At the same time, he wanted to see her, and he could feel his heart beat faster.
"Siegfried, what should I tell her?" Talim asked. Siegfried kept glancing at his malformed claw that rested beneath the covers and then to Link's sleeping form. Finally, he took a deep breath trying to calm himself.
Why was he acting like such an idiot? Sophitia was also a warrior, she was not just another female. Perhaps she'd understand. And in any case he was going to meet her and reveal his hideous past and form. Siegfried felt his chest tighten to explode into a flutter of nervousness. He was going to meet her eventually, just not like this. But, none the less, she was here now. Now was a good time than any. Finally, hardening his features, he nodded Talim his approval to let her in.
She was skeptical but did as he wanted. When Talim opened the door, she said something to Sophitia before opening the door wide enough to allow the woman in.
Right when the blond woman set eyes upon him, Siegfried immediately thought it was a mistake. Her eyes grew wide and he was sure she was going to let out a cry in disgust, but she surprised him and rushed to his bed side, hands resting upon his normal hand that was upon his lap.
"Siegfried! It is you! I can't believe it! I almost didn't recognize you!" Sophitia spouted smiling fondly.
Siegfried was to say the least, stunned. He tried to speak but nothing came from his mouth.
Was she crazy or something? Hadn't she noticed his friend? His ugly transformation? When he looked up he found Talim giving him the same thunderstruck look.
"Siegfried, why didn't you come to see me sooner? Why?" Sophitia asked. Siegfried tried to say something, but his mouth wasn't working right. What should he say? Because he had seen her and her husband together happy? Because he didn't want to see her anymore?
Wordlessly he moved his malformed claw beneath the covers and with drew them to rest above in plain sight. The woman had to move back a bit to give it room to rest upon the bed. It should explain everything without Siegfried having to. Sophitia stared upon the hideous claw and her sky blue eyes met his emerald eye. There was a sudden understanding that he could read so clearly in her eyes. She knew, she had to know now. Siegfried would rather tell her, show her, himself than allowing anyone else tell her. It didn't matter how painful it was. He deserved the pain he saw in her beautiful features. It was a shocked kind of sadness. Perhaps a bit frightened and she shook her head slightly covering her mouth with both hands. He felt as though he was just stabbed in the chest several times, and so ashamed was he that he lowered his head. It was as if he had disappointed his own father and mother, disgraced them in such a manner.
"I'm sorry, I did not listen to you those many years ago when you warned me." Siegfried said softly, his voice breaking.
"Siegfried.." Sophitia said as if fearful. "It can't possibly be, you, you were the Azure Nightmare?"
Siegfried gave a curt nod. "I'm sorry. I'm sure that." But she interrupted then when she placed a hand upon the claw, causing him to visibly jerk. His head looked up to see that She was kneeling next to his bed, and there were tears glistening from her beautiful blue eyes. She was close, very close now.
With her other hand, she reached up to brush away the fringe concealing his scarred, demonic eye. Her touch was soft and warm against his face, and he wanted to draw back, but he couldn't, she wanted to see, and he was unable to deny her that. What was the point? She already knew.
Sophitia stared as the tears ran, and what ever she was looking for she found in his demonic crimson eye.
"It was you," she said in a hushed whisper. "It really was you." Sophitia said, and Siegfried wished she would speak no more, his heart broke anew with every word.. "Zeus be praised, it is a miracle. You have a human soul and yet you have escaped Soul Edge." Despite the tears, she managed a sad but thankful smile. "Welcome back Siegfried Schtauffen."