The Nightmare Ends

 

            “Owe, my head.”

            “Bout time you woke up.”

            “Sparow?”

            Silver’s vision slowly returned to him. Sitting across from him was indeed his half brother Sparow. “What are you doing here?”

            Sparow shrugged, “All I know is it seems like even in death, you’re no good father is causing me problems.”

            “Hey, he’s your father too,” Silver, protested.

            Sparow stared coldly at Silver, than slowly looked away. “Don’t remind me.”

            An awkward silence followed. Silver used this time to check out his surroundings. Both him and his brother were locked up in what looked like an old dungeon jail cell. Outside of the cell was nothing but darkness; a small-bared window high above supplied the only light in the cell.

            “Looks like they are finally awake.”

            “That voice,” Silver said to himself.

            Just then the room was lighted up with dim lights. The room outside of the cell was almost as bare as the jail cell, accept for a few security monitors high above the room was empty.

            Into the room walked an old man Silver recognized almost immediately, Nightmare. Nightmare had been Silver’s father’s first enemy, and many times the most deadly. But today was different, Nightmare was a washed up villain. At the age of at least fifty Nightmare’s hair was graying, which matched his already gray full beard that hadn’t been shaved in months, perhaps years. Nightmare wore a faded black battle suit that hardly fit anymore, thanks in part to Nightmare rather large beer belly.

            Behind Nightmare walked a lady that might be considered attractive if not for her icy cold stare. She however was dressed much nicer than Nightmare; she let her long black hair flow freely down her back, and wore shiny black armor.

            “You!” Sparow lunged at the lady from behind his bars.

            The lady was of course the cold-hearted Celes, mother of Sparow.

            “Oh my dear Sparow, you still don’t understand, do you?” Celes seemed to take joy out of mocking Sparow. “Haven’t you realized by now, why I hate your father so much? Why I used you as a pawn to kill him… which may I remind you, you couldn’t even do that.”

            “The answer is simple,” Nightmare answered for Sparow. “It’s because he couldn’t protect her from me.”

            “You se Sparow before I gave birth to you, my failure of a son, I gave birth to another. I named him Raven.” Celes turned towards Nightmare, “And this oath was the father.”

            “Why would you team up with Nightmare after what he did to you?” Silver questioned.

            Celes shrugged, “Mutual enemy. You see we both hate Silver Samurai so much, we want him to suffer even in the afterlife; that is why you two, his only children need to die.”

            “We would have had Raven kill you earlier, but,” Night gave a smile that made Silver sick to his stomach. “We want to watch every minute of your slow painful death.”

            Suddenly the security monitors flickered to life. On the screen was town women rushing through concrete hallways. Silver recognized both women right away. The beautiful lady in blue armor was his wife Sapphire. Next to her in revealing red armor, was her sister, Ruby, also wife to Sparow.

            “Troublesome girls,” Celes said under her breath. “Come Nightmare lets get rid of the intruders before we deal with these brats.”

            Nightmare followed Celes out of the room.

            Another long silence followed.

            Soon two figures appeared on the security monitors to stop the girls, but it wasn’t Nightmare and Celes; instead it was Crimson and a man with large black wings protruding from his back, Silver could only guess that was Raven. It wasn’t long before a fight broke out with Crimson squaring off against Sapphire and Raven facing Ruby. Amazingly Crimson was keeping up with Sapphire’s lightning quick blows and Raven was having no problems avoiding Ruby’s attacks.

            It was obvious if the two of them had any hope of escaping her alive, they have to do it themselves.

            “So I guess Raven’s nightmare got you too?” Silver asked breaking the silence,

            Sparow just stared at Silver.

            “About your mother right?”

            Sparow’s stare grew colder.

            “Listen, I know how you feel.”

            “How can you possibly know how I feel,” Sparow yelled.

            “I know how it feels to be betrayed by your own mother. Did you know it was my mother’s betrayal that left our father vulnerable that faithful day…” Silver trailed off. “The point is you can’t let what happen in the past haunt you.”

            Sparow laughed, “And exactly how often do you have nightmares about your father’s death?”

            It was Silver’s turn to remain silent.

            “Your father had many enemies, it was only a matter of time before someone killed him, I only wish it was me.” Sparow paused and smiled to himself, perhaps thinking about what it would have been like to kill their father. Sooner or later he would have died. It’s about time you realize that and move on with your life.

            “I suppose you are right,” Silver said slowly. Despite Sparow’s demented thinking, he was right; father had many enemies, it was only a matte of time before one of them finished him off/ His father would always be remembered but there be no more his death.

            “And perhaps you are right about Celes. I will forever hate her for what she did, but I will not let her haunt my past.” Sparow rose to his feet, with a new determination in his eyes. “Now lets get out of here.”

            “How do you plan on doing that?” Silver questioned

            “I did learn a few things from that witch of a mother.” Sparow flashed what almost seemed like a smile.

            Sparow removed a small object from his belt and slid his arms through the metal bars. He proceeded to fiddle around with the front of the metal loc, a couple seconds later the lock popped open, freeing them.

            “Come on let’s get out of here,” Sparow said as he rushed out the cell door.

            “You don’t have to tell me twice.” Silver rushed after Sparow.

            The two did not get far, at the exit to the room stepped Nightmare, followed closely by Celes.

            “Where do you think you two are going?” Nightmare asked

            “We are leaving and you can’t stop us,” Silver said defiantly.

            “Did you forget my powers?” Nightmare asked with a sinister smile. “Perhaps I need to remind you.”

            Nothing happened.

            “That won’t work on us anymore,” Sparow said calmly. “I no longer fear my past. But mother dearest.” Sparow was mocking now. “I’m still gonna kill you.”

            Celes said nothing. Instead she stared coldly at Sparow as if daring him to attack her.

            Sparow drew his sword.

            “Hold it Sparow,” Silver stepped in front of Sparow. “I want the first shot, for my father’s sake. I realize now his death was unavoidable, but I will finish his unfinished business by defeating you Nightmare.”

            “How exactly do you plan on doing that?” Nightmare asked in a mocking voice.

            “Just watch,” Silver was quickly surrounded by blue flames. “Samurai White… err Blue Fireball!”

            It was his father’s trademark attack; the blue flames around Silver came together to form a huge fireball in front of Silver. The fireball grew bigger each passing moment, soon even bigger than Silver. Then with a sudden push it was off heading towards its target Nightmare at blazing speed.

            And with ease Nightmare deflected the blast with his bare arm, sending the large fireball crashing into the security monitors.

            Among the rain of sparks laughter was heard from Nightmare, Celes, and even Sparow.

            “Boy, that attack never worked for your father.” Nightmare said in between his fits of laughter.

            “Let me show you how its done.” Sparow stepped in front of Silver, so he had a clean shot. “Ice-Fire!”

            The powerful ice magic of Sparow’s bounced effortlessly off of Celes’ black armor.

            “What kind of fool do you take me for? Celes asked “This armor is resistant to ice… you didn’t think I was dumb enough to leave myself unprotected from your pitiful magic now did you?

            “Face it, you two are just kids, you have no chance of beating us,” Nightmare gloated.

            “We’ll see about that,” Silver stepped next to Sparow, “I do have a few tricks of my own. Twin Dragons!”

            Silver stretched his hand straightforward and out of his hand sprung two long streaks of blue fire. The tips of both fire streaks soon formed into a figure of a dragonhead. The two dragons roared as they charged both Celes and Nightmare. The dragons quickly wrapped themselves around their targets, but that wouldn’t be enough to defeat them.

            “I think its time for your magic trick brother,” Silver said to Sparow.

            Sparow’s ice hit both dragons, freezing them instantly, leaving both Celes and Nightmare venerable inside the grasps of both frozen dragons.

            “I think its time we end this.” Silver readied his sword.

            Sparow nodded.

            Both of them charged, ready to strike down their intended victims. Their swords however did not meet flesh but rather steel, the steel of Ravens rather large sword.

            “I think a retreat is advisable for today. But rest assure this is not over.” Raven said before effortlessly pushing both Silver and Sparow to the ground with his huge sword.

            By time Silver got back to his feet, Raven and his parents were gone.

            “Raven…” Sparow said to himself.

            “Come on, lets check on the girls,” Silver said as he rushed out of the room.

            Sparow slowly followed.

           

            The nightmares may be over, but how long before the brothers are attacked next? What will Silver and Sparow do, now that they are hunted men?

 

                                                                                                                                                To be continued…