Disclaimer: Namco owns Soul Calibur. I own Peter, "Death's Right Hand."

A/N: Welcome to the SC3 version of "The Right Hand of Death." Here's the story so far: The Grimm Reaper found a shard of a sword called Soul Edge. According to records, the sword can only be pieced together by a body/soul unit. Reaper used his crystals to find a chosen person who can do the feat. Enter Peter, a young man from Wisconsin who moves like heat in the cold when he exercises. Reaper gives Peter his scythe for his weapon, only to have it modified with a duplicate blade. The feind then meets and sends Peter to the era of the sword. Peter then meets Seong Mi-na, an asian who had encountered Soul Edge in her past. After thwarting a ninja attack, both warriors parted, but promised to see each other later on. Peter got in many fights: He clubbed Kilik, vanquished Voldo, mastered Maxi, met Mitsurugi, and annilated Yoshimitsu. His only loss was against Cervantes, only because he was poisoned with Poseidon's Venom. After he recovered, he wanted Mi-na to join him on his quest for the Soul Edge.

In the 2nd half of the story, there will be some of the new characters, as well as my other character, Azukai. More adventure, more action, more drama, and for this chapter, men, more 'fan sevice.' YEAH!


Chapter 9: His Soul Journey Begins Anew

It's been five days since Peter was spared from Poseidon's Venom and allowed Seong Mi-na to join him in his search for Soul Edge. They decided to board a vessel to get them to the other side of the mainland. It was a month's journey, but as far as they knew, they weren't in a hurry. A chinese girl, looking in her late teens, was more than willing to have both warriors on board her boat. The night they casted off, the three were having roasted pork and dumplings, along with musou wine. The blonde was feeling suspicion for an odd reason. "Excuse me if I act up front, but why did you invite us on the spot?" he asked.

"Hey, how else would I know the person who managed to beat Kilik by breaking Kali-Yuga," she pointed out.

"Peter, how did you do it?" Mi-na questioned suspiciously.

"This is what happens when you're deemed headstrong, and not by metaphor," Peter sighed.

"Wait, you used your head, but litterally?" He nodded. The girls exchanged a sweatdrop.

"I, Xianghua, find the only person to beat Kilik by breaking his weapon, and to find out he destroyed the staff with his head?" She raised her voice.

"Look, can we call it a fluke and bury the subject? I tried to knock the staff aside for a headshot," he groaned.

"All right. Seong," Xianghua calls. "In the morning you and I will fight. The winner will remain with Peter on his journey. Deal?"

"What?" the Wisconsinite yelled. "This is the first I've heard about this."

"I know," china girl said. "The reason is because of the stories about you. Victories over Kilik, Maxi, and the Venom of Poseidon, and the deaths of Voldo and Yoshimitsu."

"Oh yeah," he groaned again. "One by the scythe and one by my hand." Mi-na, hearing this, briefly choked on the wine.

"One by hand?" Mi-na recovered and asked.


FLASHBACK/PETER'S P.O.V.

"What? He who has no wings can fly?" the airborne shinobi yelled.

"Oh, I have a wing," I said as I swung to behind him. "...And here's my prayer!" I used my scythe to splinter his wooden arm and followed it up with my Guillotine Kick to his spine, knocking us out of the air. As we fell, Yoshi knew he was going to bite it.

"You are too much for this old ninja," he said. When we hit the earth from about 30 feet high, Yoshi hit face first. My foot was directly over his heart when impact occured. After impact, I saw blood pouring over his mask. His final words were, "Give the heavens...my...regards."
END FLASHBACK


"Oh my...god," Xianghua gasped. "I...I want to join your crew now!" Peter was amazed about her willing to join. "Well, we'll see about it in the morning." The next day, both women were ready to fight. Peter was at his usual spot, only this time he was watching the fight. A sailor refereed the fight.

"This is a 1-on-1 contest between Seong Mi-na and Chai Xianghua. Winner will be declared the partner of Peter Hamby. Get ready," he announced. Mi-na got Scarlet Thunder set, and Xianghua got her chinese sword ready. "FIGHT!" They clashed weapons. The fight was moving to Peter. Peter was ready to move aside, if only he wasn't crowded in. Mi-na stopped directly in front of the blonde, and ducked under the sword. Peter, on the other hand, jumped over the railings overboard, but he hung on to the ship. Night fell, and both ladiesshowed significant amounts of fatigue. They both decided to call the fight a draw. The crew applaud the performance. Then, Mi-na and Xianghua noticed that Peter was missing. They rushed over to Peter's spot and find his legs hooked around a couple of boards.

"You okay?" Mi-na asked the dancing blonde, who's hanging upside-down.

"Just hanging by a moment." The next two weeks went uneventful. Peter was always watching the waters. Then, a sailor in the bird's nest saw something in the distance, and called to the captian.

"Cap'n, A cave in the horizon," he yelled. The captian decided they should allow Peter to explore the cave. The boat parks parallel to the mouth of the cave. Peter leaps down about 20 feet to the rocky entrance below, and, like a cat, lands on his feet.

"Hey!" Xianghua called. "Mind if we come along?"

"You're more than welcome!" Peter answered. Mi-na leaped first, into the waiting arms. Xianghua was next, with the same result. Another sailor appeared. "Can you throw down our weapons?" Peter called up. The sailor tossed the weapons down to waiting arms, again. Then, the three "sheathed" their weapons and face the cave. "It'll get dark when we enter. Stay close." As soon as he said that, both ladies grab his hands. Peter flinched, and caused him to look. 'So, this is what it means to be a ladies' man,' he thought with a grin. They head into the cave, only to realize it's a tunnel. Then, a weird, howling noise echoed through the tunnel, making the girls clutch Peter in fear, but upon the act, their breasts jiggled on Peter's arms, causing a nosebleed. 'This is why I prefere petite women...' he thought with a groaning sigh. As they continue, Xianghua was more curious, this time about Peter's place in time.

"So are there caverns and tunnels in the future, too?"

"Yeah, as well as mines."

"Is it always as dark?"

"Yep. Always."

"Are there ways to see other than torches and lanterns?"

"But, of course. Modern technology, by far, takes over mere uses of fire and oil. As a matter of fact, I do have decent nightvision. At least I know that we're coming to a path-split." This stopped all three. The girls have no idea where to go. In Peter's P.O.V., both paths appear to be equal. Then, the blonde dug into his bag.

"Too bad you don't have those shards," Mi-na mocked. Peter pulled out two bouncing balls from a small pouch.

"Your point?" Peter counter-mocked. "Now, listen. I have two balls that will be tossed into the paths. We need to listen for the sounds to see where to go." Xianghua notices something different in the Wisconsinite's voice.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, why?"

"It sounds like something got caught in your throat." He wiped under his nose.

"No offense, but when a well-developed woman embraces me, I get weird nosebleeds. Got it when that howl echoed over." He steps to the right path, and winds up. "Eat your heart out, Dontrel Willis!" he yells as he pitches the ball to the path. After a minute, the ball stops.

"Doesn't sound like that way," Mi-na replied. Peter sidesteps to the other path and throws. 20 seconds later, it hits water.

"Let's go this way." They start walking down the path. After a minute, a shine was appearing. The three walked to the end of the path where they saw a lake with ruins, along with a platform in the center. "I'm going in." He jumps into the lake, well aware of the double-scythe still strapped to his back. Underwater, Peter saw a castle. 'So, that's what got the crew going. If only I brought scuba gear.' He swims to the platform in the middle of the lake. With the scythe straped on, and one of the blades sticking out of the water, it looks like there's a shark in the water. Peter makes it to the platform, and climbs up onto it. He looks around as he walks to the center. As he stands there, he closes his eyes, and listens to the surroundings. The girls were wondering what Peter was doing. In Peter's mind, the surroundings were black as he was trying to feel a ripple of motion, knowing that someone is nearby. Ten seconds later, he felt a wave from behind him. He opens his eyes, and jumps to a side, just as a giant axe was swung down at Peter, missing him.

"Damn, I missed him," groaned a behemoth, who's maroon colored skin and mouth muzzle depicts its size. He lifts his axe and faces Peter, who has unsheathed the double-scythe. "Ares said that Death was coming. Are you Death?"

"I'm his right hand. Who are you?"

"I am named Astaroth. I will not fall to someone's right hand." Peter gets a good look at Astaroth.

"Well, this could be an interesting fight," the blonde grinned. "Speed vs. strength."

"You won't make a scratch, let alone kill me."

"Fine, but only if you don't hold back." Peter approaches Astaroth, but stopped when the giant swings the axe to duck. For 10 minutes, the Wisconsinite was dodging and weaving around Kulutues, trying to find the perfect opertunity to strike Astaroth, but was denied chance and again, by the behemoth's quick defense. Astaroth swings down again, but Peter jumps away, then on the axe and runs up, jumps on to its shoulders and performs a frankenstiner, throwing the giant across the platform. Peter regained himself and chased after Astaroth, who swung again. Peter leaps high, and comes down, hitting it in the side with the scythe. The scythe started to glow, as Peter rips the scythe, and watches as behemoth was struggling with the pain. After five seconds, he stopped moving, and laid on the ground, motionless.

Peter walks over to the now dead Astaroth, and frisks it, to find a piece of what was once lost: a shard of Soul Edge. Peter picks it up and places it in his pocket. Afterwards, he sheaths his scythe, and swims back to the girls. As soon as he reaches the others, he collapses in exhaustion. Mi-na decide to carry Peter, as Xianghua led them back to the ship. A couple of hours after they got back, Peter awoke, and got back to his spot on the ship: starboard. That was when Xianghua approached Peter.

"I've never seen techniques with that much fluidity in my life," she gleed. "Is that something you learned back home?"

"Yeah, that was one of them. It's called Caporeria. I wanted to learn it because I like dancing and I thought with combining it to Russian CQC, I could remain in shape, approaching the likelyhood of parenting. I never had a thought that I would be on a quest such as this." Xianghua giggles a little at the story.

"Is it all right if I ask a question?"

"Only if you answer one of mine. Are you the one that has been watching me in the shadows ever since I arrived in this era?"

"No, I can't say it is me. Alright, now mine."

"Which is?"

"Can you teach me Caporeria?" Peter chuckles at the comment.

"Well, we won't be hitting land for a couple of weeks, so, why not?" The chinese girl was more than excited to hear about it.


Peter will face an equal with abilities with scythes, but what he discovers will be anything but good. Can he overcome this?