Chapter 65: A new crew member
Ivy left Cervantes' ship running in fear.
She couldn't imagine what had saved her life, but she didn't care.
The sailor who had talked to her about the ship was waiting for her outside.
- What happened? – he asked when he saw her.
Ivy stopped beside him but she couldn't talk because she was panting.
- Isabella, what happened?
- I found Cervantes. – she retold. – He was about to shoot me, but…something saved me.
- Something? What?
- Me. – said a nearby voice, startling them.
They looked towards it, but there wasn't anybody there.
At that moment, a tall and strong man appeared before them.
His skin was whitish and he had a strange glare in his eyes.
Ivy and the sailor were paralyzed, despite of wanting to run away.
- Calm down, I don't want to hurt you. My name is Rock.
- Who…what…who are you? – asked the frightened sailor.
- I am…I was one of Cervantes' crewmen. However, there have been a mutiny. He wasn't very much loved by his crew. Now I'm the captain.
- You're a zombie too, right? – inquired Ivy.
Rock nodded.
- How can that…be possible? – asked the sailor.
- Soul Edge did it.
- Soul Edge? That's the sword I'm looking for. – said Ivy.
- You too?
- My father was looking for it before he died. Now I just want to finish the job.
- I'm sorry, but the sword must be destroyed.
- Destroyed? Why?
- It's evil! – yelled Rock. – Because of it monsters like Cervantes exist. Because of it a lot of people have died and will die. It isn't an ordinary weapon.
- But…the sword is what keeps you alive, isn't it? – supposed the sailor.
- Yes, but…maybe there's a solution. Soul Calibur. A sword as powerful as Soul Edge. If I find it, maybe I can use it to become human again.
- Do you know where it can be?
- According to what I read in here… – Rock raised one of his arms, showing the ledger Ivy had been about to read. - ...it was transformed to look like an ordinary sword.
- So, it could be any sword in the world... – said Ivy.
- I'm afraid so.
- How are you going to find it?
- Searching. – he answered as if it were obvious. – I have plenty of time.
Surprisingly, that sentence made Ivy laugh.
- However, if you help me I will do it sooner. And don't worry, I don't need you to be dead to be in my crew.
- I'm sorry, but... – said the sailor. – I have nothing to do with this. I have a happy and quiet life in here. Good luck, but I'm not going after any sword.
- I understand. And you? – asked Rock, addressing Ivy.
Ivy thought about it for a few seconds, and she finally answered:
- You can count on me.