Soulcalibur: Rise of the Ryugami

'''This article was written by 'Nightmare76'. Please do not edit this fiction without the writer's permission.'''

''Centuries had past since the days of swords, but the legends had never died. One such legend was the tale of the cursed sword, Soul Edge. The sword had appeared many times throughout history, but had disappeared sometime in the sixteenth century. Five centuries later, a young man by the name of Alexander Dürer discovered a journal created by his ancestor, Johan Dürer regarding Soul Edge. After he discovered many other journals of his ancestors, Alexander decided to become an archeologist, but he never dreamed he would be fated to discover the place were Soul Edge and it's polar opposite, Soul Calibur engaged in their final battle. Alexander made many archeological finds, but his biggest find was discovering a massive castle deep within the forests of Mittelberg Germany. Upon his discovery of the castle, he met fellow archeologist and museum curators, Draco Faust Williams and his wife, Tira. The two were only eighteen-years-old in appearance, but they explained much to Alexander about the castle which they called Ostrheinsburg. It was almost as if they were around as long as the castle itself. After learning that the castle had been home to Soul Edge's last known wielder, the Azure Knight, Alexander widened his search and eventually his team discovered a huge tower located in a barren land not far from the castle...'

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Sounds of machinery echoed through the desolate valley as a man in a khaki shirt and matching pants and shoes glared at the huge tower standing before him. His hazel eyes bright with excitement as the wind fluttered his jet-black hair.

"This is it... the Tower of Remembrance!" exclaimed Alexander as he removed his hard hat and looked upon the huge tower. "I never dreamed I would find this place..."

"If you don't mind my asking, sir, what's so special about it?" asked one of the workers.

"This tower IS history! This is the place were the two Soul Swords clashed for the last time! Perhaps we can even recover them!" exclaimed Alexander.

"Don't set your hopes too high, Dürer," said a familiar voice.

"If it isn't Draco and his lovely wife, Tira," said Alexander turning to see the couple standing behind him. "May I ask what brings you here?"

"I'm here to warn you..." said Draco as he pulled a pack of cigars and a lighter from his shirt pocket. "You shouldn't meddle with things you don't understand."

Alexander looked angrily at Draco and Tira, but he hardly wanted to start a fight with either of them. Draco was a rather tall man with brown hair and cold blue eyes that could see through your soul even behind the sunglasses he often wore. He wore fancy clothing which consisted of a white blazer a red tie, white pants and black shoes. Tira had dark brown hair and ominous violet eyes. She was dressed in a similar fashion as Draco, but she wore a white skirt rather than pants.

"Why should I listen to either of you?" asked Alexander. "I'm thirty-years-old and both of your are only eighteen! You hardly could be experts."

Draco smirked. "Suit yourself, but know this- the only thing you'll find in that place is damnation," replied Draco as he and Tira stood back.

"Sir! We've opened the doors, we're in!" exclaimed one of the workers.

"Excellent, I'll be accompanying the crew." replied Alexander.

"Are you sure, sir?" asked the worker. "It could be dangerous."

"Don't worry about me, I'm used to danger, that's why I've practiced in the art of swordsmanship," replied Alexander.

"As you wish, sir," replied the worker.

"So would the Williams couple like to join us?" said Alexander, but both Draco and Tira had seemingly vanished. "Good riddance..."