A/N: I thank all who've read the Right Hand of Death, started by my brother, James Hamby, AKA., James of Gales, for 12 chapters, and finished by me, for the last 4 chapters. It started with the Grimm Reaper, finding a shard of Soul Edge, and assigning a young man named Peter, to find the legendary sword. Peter journeyed to find Soul Edge, battling many people, and making friends, along the way. After defeating Night Terror, Peter obtained the sword of salvation. He, and a girl named Talim, returned to confront the Reaper. It turned out that Reaper was fed up with elderly people, living passed their prime, and that the death scythe, Reaper's tool that was loaned to Peter, couldn't reap them. Peter proclaimed that they'd be part of the elderly, soon enough, making them targets for the Reaper, too. Refusing the offer of immortality, Peter and Reaper fought, with Peter, winning the contest, in front of friends, family, and the girl, who fell for him. They became wind gods, and had a son. Now, let's go back to that battle between Peter and Azukai, and alter the victor, saying that Azukai won the match. Azukai would proceed to fight for the sword. So, what happens, after the sword was claimed?

Bonus/Alternative: A Second Chance?

The sword was destroyed. Azukai had beaten Night Terror. Peter and Cassandra were awe-struck at the assassin's performance. However, instead of obtaining Soul Edge, he used the arm blade of his, and stabbed the eye. It crumbled into pieces. There was no more sword. Azukai was interested in those, who were after Soul Edge, seeing who would be strong enough to beat him. So far, no one was able to stand up to Azukai. Maybe, no one will.

"So, that's it?" he moaned. "I guess, my urge for battle, will never be quench." Peter knew that his hopes for peace wouldn't come.

"What will you do, man?" he wondered.

"I don't know." Cassandra, decided to confront the troubled young warrior.

"Azukai," she called softly. "Listen, you've done, what the gods have told my sister, to accomplish. I want you to be at peace." Azukai pondered the thought. Her caring words were sinking in.

"I guess." He turned to Peter. "I'm sorry, about your return."

"It's cool," he reassured. "Things, like this, tend to happen." With a nod, Azukai left the room. Cassandra turned to Peter, wondering what he was going to do, next. Peter stared at the double-scythe, thinking about the return. That's when he chucked the weapon out the room. Cassandra was surprised by the move.

"What are you doing, Peter?" she questioned.

"I've given a return, a thought. I see it, as pointless." He stared out, at the scenery, outside. "Back home, in 2005, I don't have any friends, and my family are nothing, but slobs. I've tried to convince them to be active, but they've mostly fallen on deaf ears. Here...I've made friends: Kilik, Xianghua, Azukai...even you and your big sis. I guess, I was destined to be here, and not at home." In understanding, Cassandra hugged the future young man.

"I'm sorry that you feel that way." In reply, Peter hugged her, right back. They filed out of the cathedral, but Cassandra was wondering, what Peter was going to do. "Well, now that you've given up on Soul Edge, what are your plans?"

"Actually, I've been given an opportunity to be a monk, over in the Indies. I think, I'll go and become one." Cassandra nodded. Azukai believed that it can help be a wiser man.

"That sounds like a fascinating idea, for you," he gloated. "Cassandra and I, will return to Greece, and try to restore order, there." Peter nodded.

"Take it easy, you two."

"We will," Cassandra smiled. Then, the three parted ways, as Peter headed east. A week passed, when he revisited the temple. Waiting there, Maxi saw the warrior, without the double-scythe.

"Peter, you're still here," he noticed. "What did you do, with your blade?"

"I junked it," he responded. That's when he saw Maxi's leg, all wrapped up. "How'd your leg get mangled?"

"A young Greek girl got me." Peter thought of two Greek girls, but believe that it was Cassandra. "Yeah, she was traveling with some tough assassin, named-"

"Azukai, yeah, I ran into him, recently." Maxi figured.

"So, I heard from the elder monk, that he offered you some training, to be a monk. I'd say, 10-to-1 odds, you've come to be a monk." Peter nodded. He was led inside the Palace, where the two had fought before. Now, they were training together. For five years, Peter was trained in the arts of being a monk. One day, Maxi confronted Peter. Maxi had taken over for the elder monk, after he passed away, three years ago. Outside, Maxi and Peter, now without glasses, had a chance to talk. Unaware to them, a young woman in a fork-set row of braided pigtails, and an emerald green gown, was fast approaching.

"What's going on, Monk Maxi?"

"Someone had claim, that she had been looking for you, for the past five years. Anyone, you can think of?" Peter meditated, while standing, trying to think of who. Then, he remembered Seong Mi-na's last words.

"Our late friend, Seong, told me that Talim was the one, that had fallen for me. Any reason, you brought up the issue?" Maxi pointed to the young woman. She smiled, knowing that Peter still remembered Mi-na's words.

"Even after five years, you still heeded her last words," she hummed. Peter shot a look at the young woman, thinking that this was...

"Talim, is that you?" In response, she hugged the time-traveling monk. "I'm sorry. I should have gone to find you, before anything else." Talim shook her head.

"Cassandra told me, that you were rather devastated. She and Azukai told me, that you'd be here." Talim was willing to spill her secrets. "To tell you the truth, when I saw you, for the first time, I was afraid to approach you, when I saw that 'Scythe Roulette.' I overcame that, and comforted you, when you had trouble, sleeping. That day, five years ago, I had butterflies, when I saw you, slouched over at the side of the boat, I wanted to be sure, that your feelings, were like your poetry. I guess, after you saved me, from those pirates, I knew, that I wanted to be with you." Peter was awe-struck by Talim's admittance.

"You're the first person, here or in the future, to have admitted to wanting to be, with me. Ever since you gave me that reward, for saving you, from the pirates, I knew that you were the one, watching over me, on my journey. I, thank you, for helping me." With that, Talim and Peter kissed. Maxi was thinking about Peter's future.

"Peter, the choice is yours," he issued. "If you want, you can go to this girl's home, or yo can continue taking lessons in being a monk. Although, you've accomplished so much, I doubt any rigorous training is necessary. Now, how did you say it, in your time...the ball's in your court." Peter knew that he could cease, becoming a monk, and go with Talim. He didn't need to ponder.

"I'm going with her. Thanks for everything, Maxi." With some parting words, Peter and Talim set off, to islands, southeast of the major continent. On the island, Peter and Talim were married. Peter organized vigilante system, like policing the island. He even gave lessons on weapons training. Peter and Talim lived long lives, raised many children. They passed away, in the late 1600's. However, fate would have it, that Peter would be reborn.

In 2005, Peter Hamby was alive. It was in the city, he lived in, before: Menasha, Wisconsin. In the snowy city, Peter was ready to work out. The CD player was ready to play his music.

"Showtime!" he whispered to himself. He worked with the staff, moving to the beat of the music. The way he handled the staff, was like his old self. As he moved and grooved to the music...

"Peter, mail," James, going around the house, rang out. Peter landed square on his feet, unlike the first time around, where he face-planted in the snow. The song had ended.

"Good timing, bro." James handed a styrofoam cup of coffee to Peter, who swung a gulp down. "You said, I got mail?" James handed Peter a letter, addressed to him, as well as a scythe. Peter recognized the scythe, out of the weight of the blade. "The Grimm Reaper?" Little did anyone know, Peter received a second chance, to capture Soul Edge. Whether he would go and attempt to get the sword of salvation, Peter's adventure was reborn.

THE END.

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