Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Calibur any of it's references or characters, this is the last time i ma mentioning it in this fic as it applies to all chapters henceforth.

Well here's chapter 7 enjoy.

Chapter 7: Ambition Achieved

1 week earlier

Nightmare stood alone amongst his newly gathered victims, they had attempted to try to stop him but were unsuccessful. Half of the port town was destroyed in the battle. The bodies of his attackers, Li Long, Hwang, Arthur, Greed and Miser were now unrecognizable corpses on the concrete road. A blue mist surrounded the small area of the lifeless bodies, the midday sun was suddenly blocked out by black twirling clouds that formed a spiral but left an opening where Nightmare, his fallen adversaries and the blue mist were, slowly the black clouds covered the last part of the blue sky. The azure knight the instantly cast his sword into the ground, instantly the eye opened and began to absorb to blue mist. As this happened a powerful and terrible wind began to blow, the seas became violent, with gigantic waves that rocked the Indian port town, soon torrential showers of rain began to fall as the droplets fell from the darkened heavens hitting with a fury against the land below. The civilians that were around to witness the fight and those who were in the streets ran for cover not to get wet but because of the heavy rainfall and the power at which it fell made their skin sting from each droplet. The blue mist that surrounded Nightmare soon disappeared into the eye of the sword, he then proceeded removed his sword from the ground.

"Now just an immortal soul is left," He muttered and proceeded to leave the port town, the fires being extinguished by the rain, leaving all the souls of the people in the port town in tact he hurriedly left for he had one final destination.

Present Time

In the vast mansion hall entrance two figures now fought each other. One was female the other male. The female had short hair that appeared to be silver along with a pair of blue eyes; she stood five feet ten inches dressed in a skin-tight white revealing outfit with thigh high boots and a golden gauntlet that covered her entire left arm. She fought with a short double edged sword held in her right hand.

They fought each other in the large oval area with pictures hanging on the walls, the floor was clear like crystal with both their reflection mapping their every movement.

The other combatant was African in origin with a golden left eye; he was an inch taller than the woman, dressed in a white and green tribal outfit complete with a white hood. He fought using a large scythe, he clearly held the advantage over the woman in the fight, however though she was not injured she spent all her energy just defending his attacks.

She kneeled on one keen several feet away from him and was panting heavily obviously exhausted from their battle.

"This is your limit, you will die here and now, I cannot allow anyone who knows about the sword to live," He said in a deep voice.

He lifted his scythe and approached her, each step forward closing the distance between them and bringing him closer to land his final blow, he was now within a safe distance to finish her off. However as he lifted his scythe to lay the final blow a smirk formed on her deep red lips.

Zasalamel immediately leaped back, a red line was now on his left cheek soon a crimson fluid began to seep from it. Ivy now stood up to face him her short sword had broken down into a whip like weapon.

"This sword is my treasure," She spoke, "Prepare yourself."

Zasalamel wiped the blood from his cheek with his hand, the blood staining his white glove, a smile formed on his face when he lowered his hand and a drop of blood fell onto the crystal-like floor. Ivy's sword now broken into sharp fragments attached to a whip, she lashed it out towards his to which he easily dodged by moving to the right and as he charged towards her, scythe in hand however with one flick of her wrist he was forced to dodge the deadly weapon, and so the tide of the battle had changed. With a flick of her wrist Zasalamel would be forced backward and now desperately dodging the razor sharp edges of the sword fragments, Ivy lashed out the weapon with such force that it could easily tear through her opponents flesh.

The silver-haired woman twirled the whip-like weapon around her as it not only defended her from her attacker but also laid a constant barrage of attacks on him. Her fighting style with the weapon could be seen graceful to some as it danced around her, a dangerous dance of death. She was clearly experienced in using the weapon and also appeared to be a master as using it as not once did the weapon lash against the floor or did she have to stop her dance. The attacker now had several bruises on his body, his gold medallion had been cut from it's chain, The two were now several feet away from each other again when all of sudden the large wooden doors of the mansion exploded, sending pieces of wood into the arena where the two fought.

Ivy's eyes opened wide in horror as she saw the Azure knight step through the smoke. Zasalamel was unfazed however he was a bit annoyed.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I have come for your soul," Nightmare demanded.

"We had an agreement!" Zasalamel retorted.

"An immortal soul, your soul will be the final key," Nightmare exclaimed.

Ivy realized that both Nightmare and Zasalamel appeared to have some sort of agreement however the only thing Nightmare cares about is souls for the soul edge.

"An immortal soul!" Ivy exclaimed, "I won't let you go through with the ritual!"

With that she launched the weapon towards Nightmare but he simply caught it with his normal hand, however this didn't stop the sword shards to scrape against his blue armor. With a single pull the weapon was removed from Ivy's hand, Zasalamel however didn't let this distraction go to waste he leaped in the air and swung his scythe down towards Nightmare but it was a futile effort a the next second he was being held up by Nightmare's deformed hand, he threw him like a rag-doll towards the wall, when the immortal collided with it cracks were formed and he was rendered unconscious. The monster then proceeded to remove Soul Edge from his shoulder and impaled Zasalamel. The eye of the sword immediately opened and began sucking out his soul, the hooded-man didn't scream only winced in pain, as the Soul Edge proceeded to suck out Zasalamel's soul lightning began to crash down on the mansion, thousands of different coloured blots rained down collapsing the mansion but focusing on the area where Nightmare and Zasalamel were.

"I'm not done with you yet, I also need a servant," Nightmare muttered as he removed the sword from Zasalamel's chest. Thousands of lightening bolts struck down on Nightmare as he and Zasalamel's corpse were now engulfed in a green orb and vanished.

Ivy had attempted to flee the main when it started to collapse the lightning but a piece from the ceiling had fallen on her leg, try as hard as she might she couldn't remove it and it was preventing her from moving. She looked around as her once beautiful mansion collapsed around her, about to be put to ruins, soon she felt her eyes closing as she felt concrete hit against her back and then a sharp feeling of pain on her head, her eyes no longer could remain open closed as she was welcomed by the darkness.

To Be Continued…

Well what do you think, you know you could always leave me a review and tell me what you think, of course you don't have to only if you want to.

Now with the story, seven chapters and i still haven't introduced the full main cast yet, also i really seem to be killing off characters luckly Soul Calibur has an abundance of characters. This chapter is pretty short but i'm already working on chapter 8 don't know when i'll get finished though, i've been busy lately. Doing what? Playing video games. Also i can't believe someone said that i had talent i can't believe it i smiled when i read it. This story also has some ways to go along with some suprises along the way.

Thanks for reading hope you enjoyed it.