Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Soul Calibur. But, I do own the characters I made.

It has been two days since Thunderfang left the encampment of her tribe, the Tribe of Wandering Wolves. Despite leaving her tribe and everyone she cared about, she was ready for what was to come on her adventure.

She traveled by night, so she wouldn't get spotted by anyone. The she-warrior tried her best to stay out of towns and villages but sometimes, she had to go through them. If she must, she would wear a cloak so then she would blend in with the shadows.

When Thunderfang had to go through a town, she would use to her advantage and see if she could find info on the two swords she was looking for. Since she wanted to remain undetected, she would stand behind a person, whisper an invisibility spell, and became invisible. She received a lot of information but none about Soul Calibur or Soul Edge.

But one night, when she was about to give on a town, she heard some valuable information.

Long ago, a creature named Nightmare wielded the cursed sword Soul Edge. Thunderfang was overjoyed by the information she was getting. It turns out that this Nightmare fellow once dwelled in a city called Ostreinsburg. Thunderfang had no idea where this place was but she wanted to find out.

The young she-warrior got out of the town, excited that she had some information, even though it wasn't a lot, about one of the swords. She removed her cloak. A content smile was on her face.

"Now I know a little bit about one of the swords," Thunderfang said cheerfully. "But where is this Ostreinsburg place?"

She looked down the trail she followed out of the town. She snapped her fingers and got an idea.

The she-warrior tilted her head up to the sky and closed her eyes. The wind tussled her bangs lightly.

"Ancestors...spirits...in your divine and infinite wisdom, please me the direction to Ostreinsburg," She prayed silently.

Thunderfang heard the light, quick crunch steps on the trail's dirt. She opened her eyes and looked back down. A white fox was running down the trail away from the town. The fox ran past Thunderfang. The creature seemed like it hadn't even noticed Thunderfang. She smiled. She knew that this was a sign from the ancestors and spirits.

She nodded her head once and followed after the white fox.

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It only took one night to reach a city that was on the trail's dead end. The white fox disappeared with the rising sun the next morning.

Thunderfang couldn't believe it. She was on a hill that overlooked a giant city with, what appears to be, miles of canals that stretched far out of the city. Thunderfang's eyes widened and her jaw dropped.

"THIS?! This is the city of Ostreinsburg?!"

She followed one of the canals with her eyes. At the end of that canal, she saw a massive castle. Her eyes widened even more.

"That castle is bigger than the entire kingdom back home!" Thunderfang exclaimed. "This Nightmare guy must've been either very powerful or he is a giant."

Thunderfang followed the hill down to the large city. When she got to the city's entrance, Thunderfang felt an odd, evil sensation. The scar on her right eye began to feel like it was burning. She moaned in pain and placed a hand over the eye. The scar felt hot to the touch, like a blazing flame. But she maintained to keep the hand on.

'What? Why does the scar burn?'

Then, she heard a deep voice in her ears. Despite having a better sense of hearing than most normal human-warriors have almost dog-like senses- she couldn't make out what the voice was saying. The scar grew hotter and began to hurt even more. The voice was joined by more and intensified. Thunderfang still couldn't understand what they were saying. Thunderfang screamed, loud enough to scare the several black birds that were perched on the rooftops of houses.

'Thunderfang, place your hand on the necklace.'

It was a different voice, one sweeter and powerful than all the deeper voices. Thunderfang knew it was probably an ancestor but it wasn't Foxflower. The voice did seem familiar, but then again not really.

'Who are you?' Thunderfang asked the voice.

'You don't remember?' The ancestor sounded offended. 'I was your mentor a long time ago.'

Thunderfang's eye went wide, suddenly realizing who was contacting her.

'Firebrid? Is that really you?'

Firebird was Thunderfang's mentor many seasons ago. During a training lesson, Firebird was slain by an unknown presence that gave Thunderfang the scar on her eye.

'Yes, it is. Listen, Thunderfang. These other voices and the pain your eye is giving off will cease when you touch the necklace Foxflower gave you.'

Thunderfang slowly reached up to touch the necklace with the hand that wasn't covering her eye. She touched the necklace lightly. Just as Firebrid said, the voices died away and the scar stopped burning. Thunderfang took a few deep, slow breaths and looked up the dawning sky.

"Thank you Firebird," she said to the sky.

'You are welcome, Thunderfang. I have come to give you advice about this unknown place. Do not be deceived by this cursed city. You may explore the castle, but do so quickly. Also, if the scar begins to burn as it just did, touch the necklace Foxflower and the other ancestors gave you. It will reverse the evil energy that affects it.'

"Evil energy...that affects it? What does that mean Firebird?"

But the ancestor did you return an answer. Thunderfang waited for a few moments, just in case her former mentor wanted to add more. But the ancestor did not answer so she decided to keep moving.

The city was just as big up close as it was from the hill. Thunderfang was confused about the fact that such a large city had no people walking about. The only thing that was a alive was the creepy black birds that glared at her from the rooftops.

Thunderfang walked the streets, looking for the quickest way to get to the castle. The only thing she could find were more ravens, glaring at her with menacing red eyes.

The she-warrior was almost ready to give up searching for a way to get to the castle. She took a turn down yet another lifeless street and saw a way that could possibly get her to the castle. One of the long canals was at the end of the street.

"Oh, thank StarTribe!" She rejoiced.

Thunderfang sprinted to the end of the street. The she-warrior see the crumbling castle walls. She turned her head to the side and saw a bridge that was falling apart. The bridge seems to lead to the castle. She turned her head to the opposite side and saw a raft, floating on the water, coming towards her. Thunderfang saw this as the perfect opportunity to get to the castle door.

Thunderfang stepped back a little ways, so she could get a running start. Then, she darted back towards the canal. The raft was just coming up. Thunderfang took one graceful leap at the raft when she was at the end of the street.

She landed on the raft's edge. She struggled to keep her balance when she landed and almost fell into the water, but regained her balance. The raft was moving quickly.

Thunderfang watched the castle walls as the raft drifted by. The morning sun was becoming stronger and she felt refreshed by the rays. The bridge was ahead. The raft floated under the bridge.

Then, something shook the raft. Something, or someone, else was on the raft. Startled, Thunderfang turned around, her weapons now in hand. There was, indeed, something else on the raft.

It was a girl that looked about Thunderfang's age. She had short, wild teal hair. She was wearing green, smudgy make up and had a purple streak across her face. The girl wore a green tunic that was ripped, torn and revealed a large part of her breasts and midriff. She had on green gloves that went up to her bicep. Her pants were tight and green. Her shoes were made of something Thunderfang couldn't tell and she had shin guards over. Green feathers were around her neck, wrists and thighs. Various places on her body, and even her clothing, were more purple streaks. In her hands, she had a bizarre, circular weapon that Thunderfang has never seen before in her life.

Thunderfang was completely baffled by the girl's bizarre ensemble. But, something seemed very strange about her....

The girl's green lips drew back and she gave Thunderfang a grin that would scare even the toughest man.

"Hm...You look like you're strong," the girl said cheerfully. "Maybe you can be the new host!"

Thunderfang cocked her head.

'Host? What is she talking about?'

Thunderfang shook her head and cleared her throat.

"Um...hello," Thunderfang greeted, trying to be polite. "Is a guy by the name of Nightmare around? I heard that he once wielded a sword called Soul Edge and I'm looking for information about it."

The girl looked at the sky and placed a finger under her chin. "Both Nighty and Soul Edge are gone."

"Oh...do you know when they will be back?"

"No. But if you want, I can bring you to them."

Thunderfang smiled. Someone who knows about Soul Edge and is eager enough to take her to it!

The she-warrior nodded her head.

The girl's green lips smirked and she held her weapon up. Thunderfang was confused by the girl's action.

Then, the girl charged at her, ring blade held ready to strike. Using her instinctive action, Thunderfang got Prowling Cat out and ready to defend. The girl swung at Thunderfang vertically. Thunderfang guarded the attack and jumped back.

"What are you doing?" Thunderfang asked. "Aren't you suppose to show where Nightmare is?"

The girl scowled at Thunderfang, her violet eyes glaring maliciously at the she-warrior.

"Silence," she snarled. "You are going to my master and you will be his host."

Thunderfang eyes went wide. She knew she was in trouble.

"Your master?" Thunderfang repeated.

The girl sneered. "Yes. You seem like a far suitable host for master."

The girl charged at Thunderfang again. Thunderfang jumped into the air and landed on the opposite side of the raft. She landed on the edge and almost fell off.
She moved her arms out, trying to get her balance back. She got it back and pulled Snarling Cat out of her sleeve. She opened up Prowling Cat and got into her fighting stance. The girl got her ring blade ready and got into her fighting stance as well.

"I will bring to my master whether you like it or not!" The girl hissed.

"Spirits...please be with me," Thunderfang prayed aloud.

"You're going to need a lot more than a prayer to your spirits to stop me!"

With that, the girl charged at Thunderfang. Thunderfang charged at the girl, Prowling Cat ready to strike. When the two were close, the girl took first attack. She swung her weapon at Thunderfang. Thunderfang deflected it with the shut Snarling Cat. Thunderfang got low to the ground and swiped her leg, trying to knock the girl over. The girl jumped up, narrowly missing the leg attack. The girls retaliate by swinging her ring blade down vertically. Thunderfang dodged rolled away and the ring blade slammed into the ground.

The girl turned her head and her violet eyes glared at Thunderfang. Thunderfang returned the menacing glare with her pale blue eyes.

"Will you just stand still?" The girl growled.

"Never in your lifetime," Thunderfang growled back.

Thunderfang stood back up. She held Prowling Cat in front of her face.

"With this weapon and in the name of the North Wind Spirit." She held Snarling Cat out. "I will destroy you."

"Oh...I'm shaking." The girl gave a cold laugh. Suddenly, she changed her personality, yet again. "Let's play!"

The two stood still for a few moments. Then, Thunderfang charged at the girl. The girl seemed ready for Thunderfang. Thunderfang sliced at the girl with Prowling Cat. The girl tilted her body back. Thunderfang's eyes went wide as she sliced the air. Then, the girl leaned back forward and kicked at Thunderfang. Thunderfang yelped as she went into the air. She fell onto the raft, shaking it as she landed..

She slowly sat up, scratching her back.

"Wow...this is a way different league than fighting an apprentice..."

The girl wasn't done yet. She charged at Thunderfang yet again and tried to slash her while she was down. When the girl got near, Thunderfang got up onto her knees and opened up Snarling Cat. The girl swung her weapon at Thunderfang. The she-warrior ducked low to the ground and, with Snarling Fang, slashed the girl's left leg. The girl was about to attack again. But, something stopped her. Her leg suddenly began to hurt and feel numb.

The girl groaned and fell to the ground, dropping her ring blade to the side. She pulled her leg close to her body and glared at Thunderfang.

"What...what did you do?" The girl growled through her teeth.

Thunderfang closed up Prowling Cat and walked closer to the girl, being cautious about the girl's hostility. She showed the image of Snarling Cat to her.

"This fan has a special poison that can cause temporary paralysis," Thunderfang explained. "If your soul is weak, then you will die."

The girl snorted. "So...it's just a stupid fan..."

"Oh, really?"

The girl's violet eyes seemed as if they were mocking Thunderfang.

"I will keep an eye on you. You will be master's new host."

Then, the girl disappeared. Thunderfang looked around, thinking that the girl would ambush her. But, after several minutes of waiting, Thunderfang let her guard down. The only thing that was with her now were the black birds from before.

"Well...I guess I can explore the castle now," Thunderfang sighed.

As the raft came up to the castle's entrance, Thunderfang jumped off the raft and walked to the might castle's doors.