Author's Notes:

It's Mega Thor here. I hope you liked the prologues, but I think I should take the time to give out some notes and disclaimers before I get into trouble


Disclaimers:

Sephiroth, Cloud Strife, and the Lifestream are all trademarks of Squaresoft.


Sauron and his minions are all trademarks of the epic novels by J.R.R. Tolkien. (Gorlan is just an original name I made up, but the orc himself is still a trademark of Tolken). However, the upcoming Mordor siege ships are my idea.

All of the characters originally in the world of Soul Calibur are all trademarks of Namco.
If you are only interested in the story of either Sauron or Sephiroth, then read every other chapter.

Now about updates, I'm still in school, take martial art classes, and hold a job so time on the computer is limited for me. On top of that, my computer currently has problems connecting to the Internet, but I do have connections. Expect updates every weekend.

Now, if any viewers see any spelling or grammar errors (angel vs. angle) or any thing questionable, notify me A.S.A.P.
Now onto the fanfic!


The Dark Lord in Athens

Athens, Turkey. Normally, this town is always preparing for war. Men and women alike would carry swords and wear armor everyday because of invaders attacking the city. However, on this day the residents get to relax and enjoy, for today is the World Festival. On this day, merchants from around the world to sell their goods in the city square causing a buzz that all of Athens can't help to get into. There is one stand from China that is that has some interest for a father, named Rothion, and his two children look on at the merchant's spectacular items.

"TA-DA!" shouts the Chinese merchant as he shows off a rubber ball to the spectators. "Pure Chinese rubber. I tell you kiddies that you will never find another toy this fun and unique." The children are thrilled at the unique toy while Rothion, just shakes his head.

"Daddy, can we play with the ball…PLEASE?" the little girl asks.

"Oh, Pyrrha, don't you already have enough toys at home?" asked Rothion in a persuasive manner.

"But Papa, the toys at home are not nearly as cool as a ball." quotes her younger brother.

"You too Patroklos?" Rothion finally sighed in defeat. "Well I guess I'm out voted. I'll buy one ball for the children." At that, Rothion gave the merchant some gold coins and the merchant gave the ball to Pyrrha who ran of with the ball, and Patroklos followed.

"Anything for you sir?" asked the merchant.

Rothion looked at his inventory and caught sight of a Chinese sword and shield. "I would like to buy that sword and shield." Rothion made his final trade and received his sword and shield.

After the trading, Rothion went to the courtyard and found a stone to sit on. He looked behind him to see his children playing in the square with their ball. Rothion then turned around and inspected his new foreign sword.

"That's an interesting sword you got there." A dark and ominous voice seemed to speak in Rothion's head. After a slight pause, he went about his ways. "Now, it's rude to ignore someone who is speaking to you."

Rothion stands up and looks around. "Who's there?"

"Silence! I prefer it if you didn't draw attention. NOW SIT! All you have to do is think what you want to say in your mind, and I will hear it."

Rothion had no choice but to obey this voice for now. So he sat down and collected himself. "Like this?" he thought.

"Perfect. You catch on quick. Now, on to business."

"Wait! Before I help you, tell me where you are…for security reasons."

"Well, that's very demanding of you, but if you must know where I am, take a good look at that sword of yours."

At that, Rothion looked at his sword. He saw nothing special at first, but he saw that the surface was highly reflective. He took a hard look at the reflection and what caught his eyes was what looked to be a big, black figure with a spiked crown sitting on a rock across the square behind him. "If you also need my name, it's Sauron. Well, can we compromise now?" the dark voice said.

Rothion cringed at his appearance, but then gave in. "Fine. What is it that you want?"

Rothion looked at the reflection and saw that he was raising his hand, which was holding something. He saw a dark energy jolting from the item and froze in horror because he knew what it was, a shard of Soul Edge. "Well, judging by your reaction, you must know what this is. If you know what this is, then you must have more shards in your possession." Rothion was silent. "Now I want the rest. That means the shards you have will have to be mine as well. It will be beneficial to your life if you hand them over quietly."

"I don't have any shards of Soul Edge." Sauron was silent, but Rothion knew he called his bluff. "Besides, when the sword is complete, it will manipulate your mind and force you to do its darkest desires."

"You honestly think that my will can be controlled so easily?"

"You're a fool. And even if I had some shards in my possession, I would most certainly not give them to a freak like you. You may search the whole world if you like, but as long as I breathe, Soul Edge will never be revived. YOU HEAR ME, NEVER!"

Just then, he heard the sound of a rubber ball bounce in he town square. He completely forgot that his children were still playing in the area. He looked at the reflection in the sword, and to his horror, he saw the white ball bouncing towards Sauron, and stopped at his feet. His heart raced, as he hoped none of his children would chase after it. But to his dismay, Pyrrha was running to retrieve the ball at Sauron's feet. He watched in shock as Sauron picked up the ball and Pyrrha just stood there. "Well now! Who is this that you are so worried about? Could she be family?"

"NO!" he thought trying to cover up his fear. "I never saw her before in my life!"

"How many times are you going to lie to me…when I am inside your mind?"

Rothion looked as Sauron handed Pyrrha her ball and then started to caress her head while Pyrrha gave him a comfortable smile. "It would be wise to do as I say when I am in control. You shall obey me entirely and without hesitation. Or else…" Then Rothion looked in the reflection in the sword and saw Sauron tightening the hand that was on Pyrrha head. Pyrrha head jolted back and it looked as thought it exploded in his hand. At that, Rothion jumped up and spun around in shock. However, after a slight pause, his daughter turned and ran in the other direction, perfectly fine and happy. Sauron then stood up and began walking towards Rothion. "You shall meet back here at night fall when the streets are completely emptied. And when you come, you will have all of the Soul Edge shards in your possession ready to be handed to me. If you don't, then that little image I gave you will become a reality."

Rothion was still too shocked to answer as Sauron walked towards him. He noticed Sauron was going to pass his left shoulder, but Rothion's eyes didn't follow. They bumped shoulders and Rothion felt a strong sense of malice emit off him that shook him even more. He turned his head around, but the giant monster completely disappeared from view. Rothion stood there trying to shake off that experience. After a long moment, he began to regain his senses and his calm. He took a breath, and was back to normal. He looked around the square and found his children still playing. He quickly ran to them.

"Pyrrha, what did I tell you about talking to strangers?" Rothion demanded.

"I didn't talk to him, but he did give me back my ball so I had to say thank you for being a polite man." Explained his daughter in a smart tone.

Rothion paused for a moment trying to see how Pyrrha would classify that monster as "polite," but he soon regained his calm again and forced a smile on his face. "Well I guess you got me there. Oh my! It's getting late. I bet you mother has a very special dinner planed for us." His two children cheered at the thought and ran for their home, leaving behind their father to worry about what he just got himself and his family into.