(Fan/Act/Rom) The Legend of Zelda: Empire of Darkness [T]

Ok, ok, no more comments for a while, okay? You guys are spamming up the place. Don't make me report you. But I would like to say:

yeah, you guys are smart enough to know that the Rebellion wins in the end. But if you were listening to me earlier you would know that it doesn't stop there. I have a sequel and another sequel after that. Two more books, not including my prequel. The whole thing with the Empire isn't the whole picture, it's just a small detail. There are many more secrets that have yet to unfold. I've had a year and more to think about this story and there are a lot of mysteries that are tied into it all.

Ok, no more comments until I have posted the next chapter, understand? If you want something to read while waiting, read my character fiction on Rontu. You guys seem to like him, I advise you read it to get more ideas of why he is the way he is.

Author's Note: I know you've all been waiting for this one. Sorry it took so long. There may be a few mistakes in this chapter because I haven't had much time to edit it to perfection. But I will later. Enjoy!

Chapter Seventeen:
The Shadow of Victory

The door flew open and banged against the wall making it shudder with the intense force. The Hylian girl whipped around at the sudden din. She was young, perhaps fifteen or fourteen years of age and her body was maturing to be that of a young woman’s. She had dark chocolate hair that hung in little ringlets around her face and down to the upper part of her back; the front locks pooling around her shoulders. Her amethyst-purple eyes were wide with surprise and her small lips were parted in a silent gasp. Her face was heart-shaped and pale. Her skin was so fair it made her look like a porcelain doll. The young woman wore a dirty, gray dress with short sleeves and it reached down around her knees. They were more like rags if anything. So torn and ripped that one wondered how it was capable of clinging to her body. Around her slender waist was an equally dirty, black scarf to keep on the little clothes she had. On her tiny feet were worn out boots of brown leather.

She stood in a fairly large house; it was filled with an orange glow from the sun that was setting outside. It had once belonged to Impa, the founder of Kakariko village. However, after the Empire had invaded, it was now home to Hito of the Silver. He was the Dark Elf commander of the unit that occupied the small town. It was to Amounet’s great dismay when he requested that she be transferred to his home to work for him. She had heard rumors of what he did to the female slaves who served him. The commander was fond of young girls, usually just a few years outside of their first menstruation. The Hylian slave knew she was next before the order had been given. She had seen the way he looked at her when he passed by the slave courtiers.

Amounet stood by a large, gray stone hearth. There was a large, black pot over the roaring fire and its contents were simmering gently under the encouraging heat. Behind her was a big set of bookcases, all of which had belonged to Impa in the past. There were thousands of books with covers of dark colors such as emerald-green, crimson-red, midnight blue, and amethyst-purple. The bookstands were of a rich and dark oak.

To the right of the Hylian slave was a small wooden staircase of a lighter color than the structure of the bookcases. The steps led up to a second floor. It was an open-air landing. She could look up into the second room from the ground floor. It held Hito’s large bed, several comfortable chairs, and sofas around a short end table. They were ugly in pieces of furniture in her opinion. The cloth was smooth silk but the colors were black, gray, and dark brown. His bed was about queen-sized and the same blacks, grays, and browns as his furniture. On the wall of the second floor was a short, white dresser with a big mirror propped upon it. Hito loved to look at himself and always made sure his clothes were not in the slightest bit wrinkled. If they were, he would curse and shout at Amounet for not folding them properly after washing them.

In the center of the room was a large, round table made of a breath-taking mahogany. It had five matching chairs encircling it. They were normally for the company that arrived on a regular basis; generally, messengers from other commanders in Lon Lon Ranch, Hyrule Market, the castle, and the field units. After the attack on Lon Lon Ranch, there had been a great many visitors. Some were even the commanders themselves. But it had been a month or so after that and now it was almost normal. But, there were some odd late night visits that she woke up at the end of. There was something happening, but as to what Amounet didn’t have a clue.

Underneath the second floor was a small area for a large cabinet set built into the wall. It had a total of twenty-five cabinets. They were filled with the usual canned and dry foods, silver and wood goblets, plates, silverware, faded dish clothes, and a few iceboxes for fresh items.

Next to the cabinets was a small cage of steel bars. There was a barred door with a lock, which Hito kept the key to on him at all times. Inside were many soft, squishy pillows and padding made of fine feathers. They were rich colors of deep greens, purples, blues, and scarlets. Her bedding seemed to almost match the books. This was where she slept. For a while she wondered why Hito went to so much trouble to make her sleeping area so luxurious and comfortable. But that was his way of trying “butter up” his female slaves, trying to make it seem as if it wasn’t so bad to work for him. However, after the first couple of times that he screamed at her because his clothes were not washed correctly, or if his wine was not just right, Amounet had soon wished to be back at the slave station.

And now that man was standing in the doorway that he had just smashed open. He was tall, like most Dark Elves were, and muscular. His complexion looked as if he was in his mid-thirties. His jaw was strong and his face was somewhat handsome, and he knew it too. He had straight, white hair that was cut evenly around his chin. His hazel eyes were knitted together and his lips were twisted downward in what Amounet recognized was a snarl. He wore a uniform of black and silver. His shirt was silver and made of finely woven materials. Over his tunic was a black coat that reached down just below his knees. The cloth was thicker and heavier than that of his shirt; it was made to survive battle. It had silver up and down its boarding; he had the collar turned upward. His pants were black and tight fitting and just as durable as his coat. On his strong hands were silver, cloth gloves. His boots were made of dark brown leather, which was nicely polished.

Her owner’s eyes scanned the room, moving sternly around it. They searched the floors, the cabinets, the cage, and the second floor, studying each detail. She knew what he was doing. He was looking for anything out of order or smudged with any sort of dirt. Hito did this every time he came back from commanding his men. Amounet had caught on to this after the first few times of not having everything perfect. Figuring that the way out of a harsh beating was to be perfect, she made sure that not one thing was erroneous in the whole house. It wasn’t too hard; he was gone for most of the day. But even after the complete cleaning and checking of the entire home, she couldn’t help but hold her breath. She had seen the commander make up any sort of reason to vent his anger on her.

Hito’s lips thinned when he found nothing wrong. His hazel stare rested on the Hylian girl. Her purple eyes were wide and unsure, waiting for his approval. It was as if he had paused her when he barged in. The slave wasn’t even breathing. That was exactly the way he liked it. She knew her place. And again, the house was spotless. In spite of the cleanness of the household, his insides boiled.

For hours he had to shout orders at the rats that were supposed to be his soldiers. Sometimes he thought it was near impossible to get anything ready in time for the Rebels’ attack. But of course, he wasn’t the commander of the Kakariko unit for no reason. Nottuu had favored his strategies and expert resolve. The Rebellion’s sneak attack wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle.

“Well … are you just going to stand there?” he snapped, his white eyebrows narrowed threateningly at her. Amounet jumped at his abrasive tone. “Get me some wine, you stupid girl!”

She nodded hurriedly and whisked off to fetch a bottle of wine from the cabinets. The commander swept over to the dinning table and pulled a chair up. He sat down and waited for his slave to serve him. Amounet swiftly grasped a small bottle of red wine in a green bottle from one of the bottom cabinets and a silver goblet from one of the upper shelves. She set it down in front of Hito as gently as she could while in haste.

As the young woman had bent down to get the supplies from the wood cabinets, Hito’s eyes grazed up her delicate figure. She was perfect, in every sense that he believed a woman should look. She wasn’t too thin but didn’t have extra fat. The curves down her sides and hips were generous and tasteful. It was enough to make the pace of his heart quicken in his chest. Her breasts were firm and large enough for his liking, especially for her age. He was fond of the younger ones, usually just a few years into their womanhood. That way they were most likely to be virgins.

Amounet pulled the cork out of the top of the green, glass bottle without noticing how the commander’s eyes licked the curves of her young developing body. Hito gave the chair next to her a light shove, which bumped into her front. Her porcelain hand veered away from his goblet as she poured the wine. The red liquid splashed over the hard wood surface.

“I-I’m s-so sorry, sir!” gasped the girl. Her eyes widened with horror. What would he do to her? Amounet dashed over to the cabinets again and snatched a gray rag from it. She quickly began to wipe up the fluid from the table, her other hand becoming saturated in it as it leaned in the wine on the hard top. She kept her head bowed; her dark brown hair veiled her face from view. The slave’s arms trembled as she hastily cleaned up the mess.

“That’s okay.”

Her hand stopped in its circular pattern. The gray threads of the rag slowly absorbed the maroon wine from the wood. Hito never said that to her before. The Hylian thought he was going to yell at her and perhaps hit her for her error. The commander never said it was okay to make a mistake.

His glove-covered hand slithered across the surface of the table, like some hideous black and silver serpent. It grabbed the girl’s small hand that still held the dishcloth. Amounet’s head jerked up at the contact of her lord’s touch as if it had been a snakebite. His hazel eyes sank deeply into hers. The air in her lungs turned cold—ice cold. And it got stuck in her throat, unable to be release. Her mouth was open in a mute yelp.

He moved slowly but gracefully from his chair, gliding over to her side. The step of his large boots was the only thing that she could hear. His other hand grasped her other hand’s wrist and pulled it up to his face. The Dark Elf’s tongue slipped out between his lips and caressed the edge of her palm with it. He lapped up the red wine from her fingers, softly sucking on each one. She felt each individual bump on his tongue brush against her flesh, making a single quiver tingle down her spine. Oh no. Hito looked into her amethyst eyes. It was almost a kind stare but there was a shallow yearning in those eyes. The stare caused her stomach to clench tightly. His eyebrow rose up in a playful manner. Amounet twisted in his grasp around her wrist. It was a painfully strong grip. Her eyes bent in anxiety and her bit her bottom lips nervously.

“My, my, you’re tense,” whispered Hito, in what was supposed to be a seductive tone. His body was so close to hers that they were almost touching. The way she nibbled her lip was almost a tease. It made him tug her closer as his longing for her increased. He felt the cloth of their clothing touch together. Their faces were so near that she could feel his hot breath cling to her cheek. Her jaw pressed firmly shut. She continued to tremble in his hands. “You must have not slept well. I’m sure you would be much more comfortable if you were to share my bed with me tonight.”

His hand slid up and slowly tightened around the wrist of the hand that still gripped the dishcloth. No … stop. But nothing would stop him, she knew that much. A little whimper sputtered out of her lips, but it was so small that it was almost inaudible.

The door squeaked open and they both gazed over quickly at the figure in the doorway. It was oddly a Hylian, a male Hylian. He was tall for their race, but just a bit shorter than Hito. His skin was of a fair complexion, though, not as fair as Amounet’s. Long, silver-blonde hair fell straight down and around his shoulders. It framed his narrow jaw line and misty-gray eyes. They were a stern and cold pair. His eyebrows were lifted upward at the scene he had come across, his lips thinning suspiciously.

The Hylian’s gray undershirt was just barely visible under the v-neck of his midnight-blue tunic. The style of the tunic was much different from the norm. It had long sleeves and looked more like a jacket, which had one side over lapping the other. The tunic had a black leather belt holding it in place, tightened with a silver buckle. On his long narrow hands were slim, cloth gloves of black. His pants were tight and black; they were made out of thicker cotton. A few inches below his knees were two dark leather boots. At his side, attached to his belt, was a slender, black sheath with the silver hilt of his sword visible. Draped over his shoulders was long and warm-looking cloak of gray, with a bronze fastening.

“Ah, Tanis, I wasn’t expecting you,” greeted Hito, moving away from Amounet. She let out her breath that she had been holding and her heart began to slow back now. That was close … The Silver shook hands with the Hylian.

“Yes, well, I hadn’t had the time to inform you of my coming,” said Tanis, his handsome complexion relaxing into a smug look; his lips were twisting into an almost unbearable smirk. She didn’t even need him to speak to know that he was an arrogant one. “You see, it is rather important.”

What was a Hylian doing here? Hito was treating him like one of his own no less. The Dark Elf as talked to the man Amounet looked back down at the table. The red wine was still smeared across the wood surface. She continued with wiping it up, she had act as if nothing was wrong. Hito would probably scold her later if she didn’t. Her brown curls fell in her face as she kept her head bowed; she quickly cleaned up all the wine. The gray cloth was a deep maroon when she had finished. The slave then hurried back over to the cabinets to get another goblet. If the Hylian was a guest then he was to be served wine as well.

“Come, have some wine and tell me what is so important,” said Hito. Tanis and the commander went over to the table and sat down. Amounet had already gotten the goblet and filled both of their chalices as the meeting began. She walked back over to the pot she had been attending, but kept her long ears open.

“I do hope you have prepared for the Rebels,” started Tanis, picking up his goblet with a graceful hand. His blonde eyebrow rose slightly and his smirk twitched with his words. Hito’s brow furrowed at the statement.

“Yes, actually, I just finished all the preparations today,” he replied, and took a sip of his wine. He set it back down as his hazel eyes bent into a piercing gaze. The Dark Elf said, “Why do you ask? I didn’t think we would need to worry about it so soon.”

“Because … they are coming tonight.”

Hito’s stare widened abruptly and his mouth opened. He leaned forward in his chair. His hand clenched into a fist on the table. “What? How could this be? You said they wouldn’t be coming for another week!” snarled the commander. Amounet almost flinched at his tone. She could feel the heat of his temper bubbling as the stew did. However, the female Hylian continued to stir and add some herbs to the soup simmering in the pot. She didn’t want them to think she was listening.

Tanis’s gaze remained steady at the harsh voice of Hito. He took a relaxed sip of his wine and slowly set it back on the table. His gray eyes were perfectly calm. “No need to be so worried, Hito. You said yourself that you are ready for them. So it doesn’t matter that the Rebels are coming tonight.” The Hylian paused and then his mouth cut into a leer. “I didn’t think you would sound so worried …”

The Dark Elf’s jaw tightened at Tanis’s mocking tone. His eyes bent into a glower. “I’m not worried! I just didn’t think they would come tonight …” Tanis chuckled over the rim of his goblet. Hito’s teeth became visible at this. “What?” snapped the commander.

“You’re worried,” inquired the blonde, after he set his drink back down. His eyes were laughing at the Silver. “You heard about what happened to Commander Zenza at Lon Lon Ranch and you’re worried it will happen to you as well … after all, those rebels seemed to have more strength than the Empire had planned on.”

“THEY ARE NOTHING!” erupted Hito, standing up and slamming his palms onto the table making a loud bang jump into the air. The wine in his goblet splashed over the edge of the rim, sliding down the polished metal. Amounet had jumped at the outburst of her master’s voice. Her hands trembled as she continued to stir the soup. Tanis was still comfortably sipping his wine, leaning back in his chair.

“Indeed,” said the Hylian, and he continued to consume his drink. The Dark Elf settled back down in his seat with his arms crossed, face still tightened from his vexed state.

“So why exactly are they coming so soon?” questioned Hito. Tanis shrugged in response.

“Nabooru is a hard one to read,” mused the Hylian over his wine, his eye bent in contemplation. “Her guard dog, Impa, is suspicious of me … that was why I couldn’t go anywhere during the attack on Lon Lon Ranch.”

Hito’s gloved hand reached for his goblet again. His lips fell back into his usual simper and his eyebrows uncoiled themselves. “Ah, yes, I remember Impa.”

Tanis shared an amused glance with the commander, his thin eyebrows raised. “That’s right, you chased her out of Kakariko, no?”

Black-skinned elf’s grin widened at the spy’s flattering words. His tilted his head slightly with pride and his hazel eyes glimmered with his enlarged ego. He leaned his arm over the back of his chair. “Yes, and I would have killed her too … but those Sheikahs are clever rats.”

Tanis nodded in agreement, his relaxed smile sinking deeply into his face. The wine was creating a rather warm fog in his mind. He took another wine to encourage the pleasant effects. His gray eyes were growing somewhat heavy as he stared down at the red fluid in his goblet. He never had a very high tolerance for the drink.

“Did you know Nottuu put a bounty on her head?” asked Hito. The commander’s hazel eyes were fully awake unlike the blonde Hylian. Tanis looked up from his cup, his gaze blinking with a faint daze.

“Oh? How much?” said the handsome elf as he drained the last of his wine

“Only five thousand rupees.”

Tanis’s throat suddenly contracted, causing him to choke on the drink. After a few coughs to clear his throat, the Hylian looked back up at Hito. “Five thousand!” he exclaimed. The side affects of his wine had vanished. His gray eyes were wide and his lips parted. He leaned closer with his arms on the table, as if he had misheard the Dark Elf. Hito smirked at the amazement plastered upon Tanis’s complexion.

“There’s also a bounty on a certain Hylian, his name is … Link, I believe—More wine, girl!” called the commander. Amounet swiftly answered by coming over and poured more of the maroon liquid for him.

“Link? Yes, I know the fellow,” stated Tanis as the servant girl poured him more wine as well. She quickly recoiled from the table back to the dinner she was to prepare. His eyebrows lifted with interest. “How much is Nottuu offering for him?”

“You won’t believe me when I tell you,” said Hito, his simper was widening. The Dark Elf placed his mouth to his goblet and sipped more of the relaxing fluid between his lips. His hazel eyes stared off into nothing blatantly. “Ten thousand.”

Tanis had been wise enough not to drink while hearing this. His gaze expanded yet again and his mouth was sagging in astonishment. “Ten thousand!” it was almost a hiss of a whisper. “My goddess! What in Hyrule would make Nottuu put a price that big on just a Hylian?”

“He’s not just a Hylian, you fool,” retorted Hito, his brow narrowing conspicuously. “Have you not heard the stories about him?”

“Not really, I’ve been pent up in the Gerudo’s Fortress for the most part,” said the Hylian. His goblet was a forgotten grip in his gloved hand. Hito bent forward over the table, as if to whisper a grand covert.

“I’m sure you heard that the princess was rescued about a month ago.”

Tanis nodded, “I have.”

“This Link came here around then and stole her right out of under Nottuu’s nose!” rasped the commander, his fingers went up and snapped in between their faces. “Some even say he fought Nottuu for her and won. This is no ordinary Hylian …”

The blonde-haired man’s face twisted into puzzlement. His mouth slowly turned downward into a frown. Just as quickly as it took form, his eyebrows bent and his eyes narrowed. It was almost a sort of pout. “I don’t believe you,” said Tanis. “There is no such man! No one fights Nottuu and lives. It’s unheard of. Only a god would have a chance.”

The Dark Elf chuckled deeply in his throat. His sneer was becoming unbearable. Even his perfectly white teeth were showing. It was a vicious and ambitious grin.

“Oh? Then how do you explain the price on his head?” enquired the commander. The beautiful elf’s frown sank farther into his face. His cloudy eyes avoided Hito’s piercing gaze. They sat there for a few moments growing with the possible response from Tanis. The Silver Commander did not release his stare from the spy.

“Fine! Okay, so what if he did fight Nottuu?” snapped the fair elf. His arms folded crossly over his chest and he tipped back into his chair, his eyes still averted. His nose was turned up into the air. “That just makes his capture even more impossible.”

“First of all, Nottuu wants the princess back. Why? I do not know. But he put a price on her head as well. Twenty thousand rupees if you’ll believe it,” said Hito, but he continued without noticing Tanis's bewildered look. “You would have a fair chance of getting all three of them if you wanted, you’re snuggly close to them in the Fortress. But you wouldn’t even dare, would you? Even if it was for 35,000 rupees.”

The spy looked back at the Dark Elf, his gray eyes were still bent into a sour glare. “You’re right, I wouldn’t.”

“My real question is, why?” said the commander. His harsh stare stabbed into Tanis’s. The graceful elf let out an indifferent snort, still looking directly back at Hito.

“It’s suicide, that’s why,” he spat back at him. “A Hylian who crossed blades with Nottuu and lived to tell the tale? I would be dead before I hit the floor! I think I would prefer to stay alive, thank you.”

“Hah … hah hah!” laughed the commander, and he slapped the table with his hand. He leaned back into his chair, cackling with mirth. His silver hand rested on his chest and one on his forehead as he continued to snort. Tanis’s jaw tightened at what he believed to be mockery. His lips thinned as the Silver continued to laugh.

“You think it funny, do you?” snarled the irritated elf.

“No, no, not you really …” said Hito, his laughter resided. The commander went back to carefully tasting his wine with his blackish lips pressed to the glimmering chalice. His arm went to rest comfortably over the back of his chair again. Tanis’s disdainful scowl faded a little, but annoyance was still truly his. The commander did not say anymore, but the elf knew he was waiting for Tanis to ask him. His blonde eyebrow twitched softly on his forehead. Damn him …

“Well …? Then what is so hilarious?” questioned Tanis, slowly taking a drink of his own wine that he had nearly forgotten. His gray eyes remained on the Dark Elf’s figure, peering over his goblet. Hito smirked again, his arrogance glowing fruitfully in his face.

“Now that you have told me you have no intention to capture the Hylian warrior, the Sheikah, and the princess that leaves the taking for me,” proclaimed the Silver. His gloved hand pressed to his chest and his head tilted back with pride. However, the spy rolled his cold eyes and went back to sipping his wine.

“Yes, of course …” murmured the Hylian as he scowled at the contents of his cup. He skirted his stare back up Hito. “But how do you plan to successfully capture a man who could spare with Nottuu, a stealthy Sheikah, and a princess that closely guarded by the whole Rebellion army?”

The commander set his goblet back down on the table and raised his palm up. Arrogance sang within his hazel eyes. “Simple, tonight when I ambush the Rebels I will have them within my grasp. You have said on other occasions that all three of them would be in this scandal. All I need to do is snag their queen and hold her hostage. I imagine they wouldn’t risk her life …” explained the Dark Elf. His gloved hand went back to caress his chalice. “Though … without your services none of this would be possible.”

Tanis nodded his head; slowly he pulled his arm up onto the table and rested his elbow upon it. His narrow chin came onto the cradle of his palm. His gray eyes with dull with a whisper of boredom.

“I have to ask …” began Hito, his gaze studying the Hylian for the moment. The elf looked up with mild intrigue. “Why are you doing this? Betraying your own people, I mean.”

The fair looking man closed his eyes softly and let out a heavy exhale. He remained frozen there for a moment.

“Because my people do not have a chance. No matter their efforts or my own, the Empire will conquer and control them. It is just the way this world shall work. I must do what I can for myself. That is the only way I will survive,” replied Tanis, his gray eyes opened and gazed back at the Silver Commander. A smirk dug into his thin lips. “Do you understand my reasoning?”

“Completely,” Hito answered, bobbing his head with his words. “That is the only truth in the world from where I come. The weak will fall to make way for the strong. Nothing, not love nor hate, can change it.”

This chapter was worth the wait! You haven't let the reader down yet in context, style, plot, or length! You just have a couple of comma placements and pronoun mistakes. It isn't much a simple re-read can't fix. I know you're busy with the BA. Good luck with that and I'll see you next chap!

"Transfer!"

*Goes off to base*

OH HO! Pace changer! Well it was nice to see the story from a different angle, inside a dark elf. I think you are still doing a great job and it really is nice to see a new chapter again, one can only hope you find some time during christmas break for a little more. I hope only the best for that girl, I'm of the opinion that rape is the worst crime that can be committed.

Keep up the good work and please try not to make us wait multiple months again.

Well, I read chapter one the other night like I promised. For the 100000th time. Oh well, t'was still good, Shrubby-kun. I'll read the next one when I'm in a lack of CJs, or when you're ready to throw a knife through the ethernet cord to impale me in the nuts through my laptop. Whichever comes first.

I really liked this chapter. It showed that us who the spy was and who lead the damn shape shifter to the Gerudo Fortress.

It's good even though it doesn't have any action. I was expecting this to be the actual battle, though.

Yeah, but there is more to a story than just action.

Hey Shrub. How come you rated this thing T? This story has (almost) a rape, blood shed, and bad words. To me it'd seem like this story deserves an M. Also, what was that thing Kai pulled out when Blaze got really mad at Ren. Was it weed?

This has nothing to do with this chapter but is a request. I think I know what the voice in Link's head is. Just to make sure, can you put in when the voice started haunting him.

Hint of what I think: The only thing that looks like him but evil and that he was exposed to 7 years ago in Termina.

This has nothing to do with this chapter but is a request. I think I know what the voice in Link's head is. Just to make sure, can you put in when the voice started haunting him.

Hint of what I think: The only thing that looks like him but evil and that he was exposed to 7 years ago in Termina.

Heh, maybe. The way that hint is going it could be possible. But I'll leave that up to you to think about .

Hey Shrub. How come you rated this thing T? This story has (almost) a rape, blood shed, and bad words. To me it'd seem like this story deserves an M. Also, what was that thing Kai pulled out when Blaze got really mad at Ren. Was it weed?

Well, I thought about this a while ago. And later events will add on to the maturity of this story. But, I think the rating of Teen is still good. Teenagers should be able to handle it in my opinion.

And well, I meant for the herb thing to sound similar to weed but it's sort of different. With weed you have to smoke it, Kai just stuck it under Blaze's nose and it had an effect on him. It's different.

this story shows that you put alot of work and determination into you characters. This story is the best fan-fic I ever read and I love how deep the characters are. I hope you can write the next chapter soon. This story awesome, I hope Amounet survives though storys do have tragic deaths and in my opinion she wouldn't be bad to have a tragic death for the story. but the 10 year old kid that is talking to Kia would be sad. Keep up the good work I love it.

Originally Posted by Shrub

Well, I thought about this a while ago. And later events will add on to the maturity of this story. But, I think the rating of Teen is still good. Teenagers should be able to handle it in my opinion.

And well, I meant for the herb thing to sound similar to weed but it's sort of different. With weed you have to smoke it, Kai just stuck it under Blaze's nose and it had an effect on him. It's different.

1. Yeah. I guess teenagers are able to handle it.

2. Similar too weed huh? Well that's a shame . Is it cocaine?

By the way, is the stuff about Lilith at least true. It seems it would work in a series when the good guy's find out that they still have someone to kill and that Nottuu wasn't the guy pulling the strings in the Empire. Plus, Kira could get revenge on her brother's death(gotta have vengeance).

I have a compliant about the 1st chapter that I forgot to mention. Why didn't Link take a detour on the way to the castle to get the master sword while he still had the stones. If he is dealing with evil he should have the blade of evils bane. HONESTLY!!

In OoT, the Door of Time was sealed to never be opened again. You know. As in, no matter what, the door will stay closed. No more door opening, but I get what you're saying.

It won't. I guess we learn something new everyday.

I have another request. Maybe you could put Sheinron into the war. Since he is the Dark Elf ruler he should take some of the credit for Nottuu's acomplishment plus at the same time put Shan in so that the rebellion can free her(to make up for Link's mistake of not freeing her(Sheinron profile)) and add her as one of the lieutanants and she can get revenge on Sheinron. You can tell that I love vengence in stories.

2. Similar too weed huh? Well that's a shame . Is it cocaine?

No, I haven't really thought up a name for it.

I have a compliant about the 1st chapter that I forgot to mention. Why didn't Link take a detour on the way to the castle to get the master sword while he still had the stones. If he is dealing with evil he should have the blade of evils bane. HONESTLY!!

well, he wasn't really thinking about it. He didn't have a clue on what kind of power he was going to be dealing with. He hadn't even fought Nottuu yet, so he didn't know.

In OoT, the Door of Time was sealed to never be opened again. You know. As in, no matter what, the door will stay closed. No more door opening, but I get what you're saying.

Who ever said it couldn't be opened again? I mean, future heros might find need of it again like in WW, which did happen. So I think it could be opened again .

I have another request. Maybe you could put Sheinron into the war. Since he is the Dark Elf ruler he should take some of the credit for Nottuu's acomplishment plus at the same time put Shan in so that the rebellion can free her(to make up for Link's mistake of not freeing her(Sheinron profile)) and add her as one of the lieutanants and she can get revenge on Sheinron. You can tell that I love vengence in stories.

Who said Sheinron would never resurface, besides, Nottuu didn't need help conquering Hyrule. Face it, Hyrule is very easy to conquer. Shan and Sheinron probably won't be seen until my third book, wait, you see Sheinron in my second book. And Link never knew about Shan, she's hanging out in Delusuu right now. Plus, I made her firstly for battling in the BA.

Oh and could you guys stop spamming up my thread? Maybe I should make a separate thread solely for comments? Because this is getting to be very spammy!

And Link never knew about Shan, she's hanging out in Delusuu right now. Plus, I made her firstly for battling in the BA.[/QUOTE]


Sorry for bringing up Shan when it was clear that she was for the BA but if that was the cause then you wouldn't have brought up Sheinron in the same profile. As soon as someone sees Shan on the list of BA characters along with people already mentioned in the story they get curios(or is that just me). Plus, once they learn that Sheinron is involved they may look up Sheinron's profile and notice that Link could have freed her during his trip to Ranelu.

Also, when I mentioned that Link should have taken the Master Sword, that doesn't mean he couldn't take it when he was escaping the castle. Instead, even though he then knew how powerful Nottuu was by then, he again ignored the sword and gave back the stones(and he could have power against Nottuu and escape marrying Ruto at the same time).

wow this is an awesome story!!!!! i can't wait to read more!!!