Hethra: Hello everyone! I'm sorry these chapters keep taking so long. I'm a horrible updater. I simply try the best I can to get and keep these things coming. So here goes.

By the way I don't own any of the characters in this story, except for the bad guys! On with the story!

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An SCII Christmas: Chapter 3

Familiar Faces

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"You!" Siegfried exclaimed. The body of the thug in front of the mysterious character dropped revealing the Samurai warrior Mitsurugi. He looked over and smiled.

"It's been awhile my friend," he said, "I'm just glad that those punks didn't turn you into a Siegfried-kabob before I could get here." He looked him over and then, seeing he was ok, frowned and whispered to him.

"I thought you would be able to take those guys, what with the history and all..." he broke off seeing the troubled look on Siegfrieds face. "Sorry." He quickly added.

Siegfried shook his head and smiled.

"It's alright." His face lit up in a boyish grin "Now how 'bout we finish these thugs off." Mitsurugi smiled too.

"Not a problem," the samurai said and turned towards the gang, "I need the practice anyway." He broke into a run and then jumped right into the middle of the group. Then, as they all turned to face him he simply grabbed the handle of his sword, withdrew it about three inches...

...and then put it back.

One of the punks rushed forward to try and stab him, and Siegfried ran to try and save his friend, only he knew he wouldn't get there in time. But then, to his and the punk's great surprise...

...his arm came off. Along with his other arm, his legs, and his head, before all of the other punks slipped into assorted pieces too. Mitsurugi simply stood and kicked one of the punk's heads out of the way, and walked over to the shocked Siegfried.

"Well, that was fun," He grinned and walked around Siegfried, "But we have a party to go to."

Siegfrieds jaw dropped to the ground and began to make numerous shocked and stuttering noises, before realizing his jaw was hanging open, he closed it, and turned to give Mitsurugi an incredulous look.

"How did you do that?" He managed to ask.

Siegfried simply shrugged and started to clean off his sword. "Living in the mountains with nothing to do gets pretty boring, and one needs to keep his skills sharp, along with his sword." He started walking again towards the town at the foot of the hill. Siegfried ran to catch up, and they began talking about all that had happened in their lives between the end of the Soul Edge and the unexpected meeting in the forest.

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Meanwhile...

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In a dark room, a man sat looking into a black crystal ball. There he saw the Samurai and the German cut down his patrol of miscreants. He smiled. He had been expecting them to win, and was greatly pleased by the Samurai's skill in the battle. One of his commanding officers rushed into the room. He bowed and raised his head to look at the cloaked figure.

"Sir," he said, slightly trembling, "All of our patrols have been defeated." The figure only nodded his head. The officer continued.

"Do you want me to send out the next batch?" He asked. The figure shook his head and answered in a low, gravely voice.

"There is no need for such actions right now General Tun," he said, smiling even more, "Soon they will all be together, and as such they will die."

The general bowed again and then left. The cloaked figure checked through all of his mediums, making sure that all of the chosen had made it through his patrols. The girl and the Elf had quickly dispatched the troops; the ninja had also done so, as had the small group of monsters, outcast by the rest of society, whose only friends were the other chosen. The other handicapped Samurai, with his strange sidekick had brought the troops to jail, and the three from the Chinese temple had swiftly and effectively disarmed and tied the troops to a tree. All of the others had already made it to the house. He grinned again. If his plan worked, no force on earth would be able to stop him. He considered this, and started to laugh, a deeply disturbing maniacal laugh...

...and everything faded into darkness.

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Hethra: Well that's chapter 3. It's pretty short, but it establishes a crucial point in the story. Until next time.

-The Unknown Warrior