The Man in black

I do not own any of the SC3 characters and am making no money in making this story... that you know of.. hahah.. cha-ching (in all seriousness though.. i'm not)

OC, Violence, Language, Angst
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Chapter eight
Blackened Soul


..He looked around the castle, across its ramparts and at its towers..
but could find no sign of the Azure knight... Peyton sighed in relief.
He acted like he was not afraid, but truthfully he was terrified of the demon..
he had fought nightmare once before and had barely beaten him back long enough to
escape with his life. Tira on the other hand was not as pleased as he was at the absence
of her master. She ran to where her master should be, frantically searching about.

She turned to him and gave him a look of pure hatred. "You!" she hissed,
"he grew impatient because you had to rest.. i'll cut your heart out!"
She flung her arm out and her drossal appeared as if by magic.. probably a
power given to her by her dark master. She rushed forward, swinging her weapon
wildly. The girl was so distraught at her masters absence that she was acting recklessly
(moreso than usual) and leaving herself open to attack. Peyton brought his paddle up
to meet the drossal and caught the hook in one of the many holes along the paddle.
He quickly wrenched the paddle sideays, pulling the drossal free of the manic girls
grasp and smashed it with the blunt end, sending it skidding behind her.

Tira turned to collect her weapon, and if he did not act quickly, she would be at him again..
he had to end this now.. He spun around and tripped her.
As the girls feet went up he took hold of her foot and flung her over his head and into the ground,
breaking a few bricks free of the crumbling castle. The wind was knocked out of her but it wasn't enough
to stop her.. His strength seemed to be increasing as he grabbed her by the throat and slammed her into
the wall of the rampart. He could feel the darkness of the land flowing into him, clouding his mind..
His thoughts went further than just stopping her attacks.. he wanted to hurt her.. KILL HER!,
who did this little pretensious bitch think she was to try and take his life?!

he brought his fist hard across her face, sending her reeling. He grabbed her by the back and slammed
her down hard onto his knee. The girl was broken now.. "he grabbed her by the throat and threw her, once again,
across the bridge. She laid there, unmoving... He walked over to stand above her, his eyes grew
feral and a evil smile grew across his face.


yes... yes that is what she deserved wasn't it? she would pay the ultimate price for
causing him so much strife..
He brought the heavy paddle up with both hands, aiming it at her head..
He was about to swing when he looked at the girls face..
She was barely conciouse, blood was running from her mouth and her eye had begun
to blacken. Her eyes were no longer manic or cold... but rather frightened.. she was frightened?

He heard the voice in his head command..



~I know she does... but..~



~even still...~



~many seek my life...~



He began to bring the paddle down again and Tira winced, preparing herself for death.
She shut her eyes, and he could make out small tears begining to form at the sides of her eyes.
He did not see a killer at his feet..
In that moment he saw what Tira had been... perhaps still was...
a frightened little girl trapped in the mindset of a killer...
He could not strike the girl down... he just could not.

peyton loosened his grip on his weapon.
He went to the edge of the bridge and tossed it over the side, he would not be
needing it soon anyway. He walked into the castle's main area.. he knew where
he had left his strength, and it was time to reclaim it..

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The air seemed to thicken and blacken, like a foul miasma.
The sound of heavy, thudding steps could be heard approcahing the bridge where Tira now lay, beaten and broken.
Her spirit soared as she saw who it was, her dark master! He had come back for her!

The azure knight stood above his broken servent, grinning under his helmet at her broken form.
The girl stretched her hand out, trying to touch her master.
Nightmare mearly kicked her hand away. "the Butcher of Armindale to me yet!>"
Tears ran down Tira's face as she looked up at him."Please, it wasn't my fault...
his strength grew so suddenly! his power is ike yours.."
Nightmare became furious at that claim. "TO THAT OF A BROKEN HUMAN!?>" Tira shivered from fear and pain.
"kill the one who sealed me? you are no longer of any use.. your soul will be but a pitance!>"
The Azure knight rose his sword above his head with his deformed arm and brought it down upon the girl.
Tira knew she was about to die..

Halfway through the blades descent Nightmare was struck hard in the back, sending him over the bridge wall
and into the moat below. Tira's vision had begun to fail and she could not make out quite what was going on,
all she could make out before she passed out was the outline of a man in robes,
wielding the Phantom edge...
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oh hell, did i forget to add some end notes to my last installment?
how will i ever know what people thought if i don't add those!?...
aww who the hell am i kidding? i might as well go back to tlaking into enclosed rooms to hear my echo (Yeah, i do that... i have a problem, don't you judge me)