Hello there! Well, some people might remember my stories, such as the Dark Link series, which didn't exactly work that well with number 3. Also, the After MM story, and it's sequel, Sonura: Link's Last Adventure, even though it really wasn't, when I added Legend of Zelda: The Finale. Then I attempted another few stories, which didn't work at all.
And now, here I am, posting another story. Am I mad? I hope not. Am I insane? Maybe. Am I stupid for trying another story after what happened with my last ones? Most likely. But I'm hoping that the answer for all three of those is "no". Especially the first two.
Well, this is a completely different story from my last ones. It's on a different plotline, and has nothing to do with my previous ones. Okay? Got it? Good. Just had to get that out of the way. Well here it is!
Edit: As the only one's who'll be reading this now are new readers, only comment in the sequel, please. If you find any typos, please PM me with them. I'm a bit too lazy to pick them out.
Legend of Link: The Fatal Game
Link is not a normal Hylian. As you most likely know, he is the Hero of Time, and after leaving Hyrule, he found himself in a parallel world, called Termina, where he stopped the moon from crashing and destroying everything in sight. You also may remember that he had gone on a journey to find a friend he had parted with at the end of his first journey. After his second journey, he continued searching.
A lot of things were possible at this point. Some believe he came back to Hyrule after finding Navi, while others believe he stayed there forever, and died of malnourishment. Others have no idea what that word means, and believe he died by not having enough food (which is the exact same thing). Some people hope that he survived, and went on to other worlds, finding himself in more trouble than most people think is possible.
But this story is not about those possibilities, or even an account of his previous life. It is about what is currently happening to him, as he continues his search. He is currently in the Lost Woods, and it has been seven years since he began his search, including the time he spent in Termina (a grand total of three days added to the rest of the time used, 2,552 days).
Much sadness has met Link, as his journey almost seems pointless. First of all, he has no reason to believe that Navi ever came into this forest, besides the sound of a fairy he continually hears. Second, he can't return to Hyrule, so he can't give up on his search. Maybe he has to find her, and he can't go back until he does. Third, Epona has died, and Link doesn't want to let her life have been lived in vain.
Thoughts of suicide have reached Link so many times, yet a small hope has kept him sane. His one sole purpose that has kept him going: the thought of going back to Kokiri Forest once all this was over. He missed Hyrule so much, but more than all, he missed being able to live a normal Kokiri life with his friends. It was the one thing he would dream about, besides the goal of finding Navi.
Now, November 11, year unknown, in the Lost Woods, with only berries and stream water for dinner, Link wished more than anything that he had some better supplies. His bottles all had broken three years before, and his masks along with them. The only masks to survive were Kamaro's Mask, Romani's Mask, and the Bunny Hood, because they were made of different material than the rest of them. And those were useless, unless he wanted to do a retarded dance, or he ran into a Milk Bar in the woods. And the Bunny Hood was too small for him now. So he threw those away as soon as he could.
His sword was now way too small for him. Not like he would use it anyway. He occasionally used it when he found a dead animal, and wanted to get some meat off of it. Of course, on a diet of berries and plain water, you can very well lose your sense of manners when faced with a huge chunk of meat. So sometimes he wouldn't bother to take it out. And it never was a pleasant sight.
Though his shield was still useful, he seldom had to protect himself, exceptions being when he faced a living wild animal, and when he met a Stalfos, formed from another traveler, in which case he was forced to use his sword. When not faced with either situation, he used it for a plate to put meat from animals on.
His bow broke in the first year, when he pulled back too hard when trying to kill a bird for food. Thus, fire, ice, and light arrows were no good, since they were too heavy to throw. Magic doesn't work like that. They had to be used with a bow. So they were useless now. And after a while, the lens on the Lens of Truth broke.
In short, all he had right now was a sword, a shield, his hookshot, the Ocarina of Time, a bag (originally to hold bombs) that he used for holding food such as meat (yet not berries, since they would get squished together, and he would have to wash it out, and the berries wouldn't taste half as good), and his clothes, which were, of course, one size fits all.
As Link finished drinking from the stream, a small speck of red appeared on the water's crystal clear surface for a second. Link looked up, but saw the sky was as clear as ever, the trees were as close as ever, and there was no sign of anything that resembled the color red, except the occasional ripening poki berry. Had he been imagining things? Link shrugged it off, and washed his face in the stream.
"Link!" said a familiar voice. Link jumped to his feet, looking around madly. Navi? No, it wasn't Navi. His mind was playing tricks on him. It did that sometimes… "Link, I know you can hear me!"
Link coughed. This couldn't be a trick. Unless his mind was getting smarter. There was only one way to make sure.
"…" Said Link, realizing too late that he hadn't spoken in seven years. He hadn't had a reason for a long time. Now that he did, he couldn't make a sound. Now he could just hope this was a hallucination. This person didn't seem like they would be too happy with him for not replying. Link tried again to make a sound, but all that came out was a small squeak.
Instead, Link tried to signal this person by playing his ocarina. He played it occasionally, so he knew he could do it without any shortage of breath. He played Saria's Song, a bit slower than it was normally played, and hoped whoever it was would be able to recognize him from that. Obviously, it was the signal the person was looking for, because the person suddenly let out a sigh, and appeared before him.
"You're not as…cool…as you used to be," said the Skull Kid. "You used to be able to take out your ocarina in two seconds. I guess I've been plagued with age too, but…"
Link would've gasped if he could. Skull Kid looked nothing like when he had left him seven years ago. Sure, he was wearing red, but his mouth was now exactly like a beak, sharp as a sword. His hat had been replaced by an assortment of feathers, each a different color and shade. His boots were now blue, but were still curved up at the end. His gloves were now purple, and his belt was made of triangles instead of circles. In his hand, he held a red ocarina.
"See? I got myself an ocarina too," he said, quickly playing Saria's Song. "Awesome isn't it? Speechless? I was too when I saw it."
Link did his best to make something come out of his mouth, but to no avail. He just couldn't talk. He pointed at his mouth, and shook his head.
"What? You're not speechless? Well, even if you're not, it's not that hard to think of what to say, is it?"
Link slapped his face. He made an X with his fingers, and put it over his mouth.
"Link, I think you got it wrong. You put one finger on your mouth to say 'be quiet'."
"…!" Link said, trying to get his message across in a different way.
"What? If you've got something to say, say it!"
Link looked around, and took some poki berries from a nearby bush. He pulled off his shield, and flipped it to the mirror side. He poked a berry with his finger, and used the juice to write out I CAN'T TALK on the shield, before showing it to Skull Kid.
"Why the hell did you mess up your shield like that? Oh, I get it! That's supposed to say something! Sorry, I can't read."
"He can't talk, Skull Kid!" said another familiar voice from behind Link. He turned to see Tatl and Tael, yet he couldn't be sure who had finally conveyed his situation to Skull Kid. Link put his shield in the stream, and dried it off with his bag. "Skull Kid, you haven't even learned to read yet. You shouldn’t have left school."
"Damn it, they found me…" Skull Kid said. "Man, you know what school's like. Everyone keeps laughing at me about how I look. It's enough to make me go crazy!"
"Which is why we put you in private classes," said Tael, taking a seat on top of Skull Kid's head. "Why did you run away?"
"The teacher made fun of me!"
Link laughed, yet not loudly enough for people to notice, thanks to his predicament. Even if they did, he wouldn't have been the only one. Everyone broke out laughing, including Skull Kid himself.
"I'll have to have a talk with him about that…" said Tatl, in an after-laugh tone (you know what I'm talking about).
"Well anyway, I thought I might as well check up on my good friend Link," Skull Kid said. "Seems I came at the right time."
"The right time? He's been here for about seven years, hasn't he? This probably started a long time ago," said Tatl. "The least we can do is find a Great Fairy nearby…I know! We'll go to the Great Fairy of the Woods!"
"Wow, I never woulda thought of that…" Tael mumbled. Skull Kid snickered.
Link picked a few extra poki berries, and disobeyed his rule by putting them in the bag. Then he put away his ocarina, and slapped his sword and shield on his back.
"By the way," said Tatl, "whatever happened to your horse? Epona, I think it was called."
Link was no longer sensitive about this topic, having eaten all of Epona's meat himself. He put his finger to his throat, and made the slashing sign, without the sound, obviously.
Link tried to say, "It's ok", but obviously he couldn't.
"By the way," said Tatl, "how come you never came to visit us?"
"Well you should. We've been missing you," said Skull Kid.
"By the way," said Tatl, not noticing her excessive use of the phrase, "why didn't you talk to yourself or something? Woulda saved you the trouble of losing your voice."
Link didn't even try to say anything this time.
"Oh shut up, Tatl," Tael said. "He can't talk, so what's the point of asking him? Wait until we get to the Great Fairy."
Link wished he could've gone to get his voice back in more professional company, but he was at their mercy now, so he shouldn't really be complaining (Then again, he couldn't). If only he had found Navi a long time ago…he yearned so much to return to Hyrule…Maybe he could get the others to help search. The first step would be to get his voice back…then his search could continue, and with more manpower. Maybe they were his key to finding Navi this whole time! Maybe that's why he wound up in Termina! Link was now very excited to hurry and get his voice back as soon as possible. His search could be over finally…finally.
With that in mind, he led the rest of them, having Tatl tell him the way. Things were finally looking up.
Ok, hope you liked it! Please reply with anything. I don't care. Tell me if you like it, hate it, or if you've spotted any typos.
Lol, the story's called LOL. Lol, I didn't notice...
Okay...I'll take that silence of no posts as meaning that it's good...unlike I usually do...
Well, here's chapter two. Remember, if there are any typos, tell me.
Dark Link is not a normal shadow. As you most likely know, he is a mini-boss in the Water Temple, who Link fought on his first journey. You may also remember that when fighting him, Link noticed that the more time he spent fighting, the more solid Dark Link was becoming. But when he was defeated, he disappeared.
A lot of things were possible at this point. Some believe he was dead, while others thought that he left the dungeon, and found his destiny in Hyrule, where he was given a new identity. And others just think he went back to Ganondorf, who supposedly made him, to tell him how far Link had gotten.
But this story is not about those possibilities, or an account of his previous life. It is about what is currently happening to him, as he continues to sulk. He is currently in the Water Temple, waiting for someone to come and challenge him, as he had been told would happen. It has been one month since he had first been placed in the temple with no idea of what to do other than fight Link, the guy that he had been made to look like. They told him it would only take a few days, but one month had passed.
Much sadness has met Dark Link, as his life seems pointless. His existence in the Water Temple seemed meaningless since Link never arrived, and he no longer received information on Link's progress from Morpha, the boss of the temple. Well, obviously nothing was happening.
Thoughts of suicide had reached his mind many times. But since he was what he was, that was practically impossible. Only one thing kept him going: the thought of one day finding out who this Link was, and leaving the Water Temple for good. But it didn't seem like that would be happening anytime soon.
Now, November 12, year unknown, with no food (he doesn't need any since he's a shadow), he wishes above all else that he could leave the Water Temple. So he decided that he didn't care what Morpha said, and that he was leaving, though he didn't know where to.
Dark Link trudged across the toe-deep pool, towards the door on the far end. He knew this temple like the back of his hand, but still these two doors always confused him. He always hoped he'd find himself in front of a treasure chest holding some mysterious item, but often times found that a certain Like-Like was getting really annoyed when Dark Link walked in on it dancing, with Tektites singing along with the temple's background music.
This time, he was relieved to the see the mysterious treasure chest, and decided that since he was leaving, he might as well take whatever he could find with him. He opened it slowly, expecting a trap. But when he thrust it open after ten seconds of suspense, he found that it was simply…something.
A small device with a handle at one end and a sharp point on the other. There was a long metal chain inside it, coiled around its own end, which attached to the sharp metal point at the top. In short, it was a grappling hook of sorts. Dark Link looked at the side, and read: LONGSHOT. Turning it over, he saw a label that looked like it could be peeled off. It said: KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN AGES 0-17. DO NOT POINT AT ANYONE. And so on, explaining all the risks of the Longshot. Dark Link peeled it off, and dropped it on the floor, where it instantly stuck to the stone.
He put the Longshot away, and put his foot on the center of a block in the floor, as he had been instructed by Morpha to do so. The block disappeared, revealing a long drop down to a wooden platform. Dark Link jumped down, and quickly ran through the room, not being susceptible to the whirlpools, but passing through them just like the rest of the water. He walked through the gate on the far side of the room, and onward, towards the center room of the temple.
Here, the creatures must have been made aware of his intentions, because they started to attack him. He hesitated, but then took out his dark sword and slashed them apart with one swipe each. Then he swam over to the entrance, or in this case the exit, to the temple, the strange green gem he had found from killing the Tektites in his hand.
As soon as he got outside, he floated to the surface of the water, and got onto land. Here he faced some things that you would've thought he'd never seen before. But he had not been created in the Water Temple. He had come from Ganon's Castle, so he knew of some things. But the one thing that did surprise him was that the lake was full. When he had come, it had shrunk as the Water Temple had come into power. But now the lake was beautiful. Beautiful? Where did that word come from? Dark Link had never used the word "beautiful". He hardly knew what it meant. But seeing this view just made the meaning clear to him for the first time.
He walked onto the bridge, and saw that the ring he had seen far away in the sky before was gone. Heck, even the constant cloudy sky had been changed to a beautiful day. There wasn't one bad thing in sight.
As he walked away from the Research Lab, he noticed that the stench had gone from the land. There was just nothing bad about anything now. Was Ganondorf that good of a leader? Then why did he resort to drying up the lake? And trying to kill somebody by putting Dark Link and Morpha in the Temple? It just didn't fit.
Outside the Lake Hylia area, Dark Link noticed something he had never thought of before: music. Not the weird noises from the Water Temple, but actual music. There were loud shouts coming from a building in the middle of Hyrule Field. That's where the music was. Dark Link set out at a fast pace for the building.
As he ran, a change started to happen to him. His feet now made a soft squishing noise under him, as his feet were wet…but when he looked down, he didn't see shadow…he saw a boot! His whole body was changing. His sword turned silver, and the hilt blue, with a small yellow diamond in it. His shield now had the official knight of Hyrule symbol on it. He had clothes. They seemed pretty gay, but at least they were clothes. He had a black shirt, and some sort of leggings. The shirt made it look like a skirt at the bottom, since it was long, and a belt ran over the bottom of it, almost separating it from the rest. And on his head, he had a black cap.
He stopped a minute to try and understand this new look, and headed out again. But before he went two feet, something else changed. He had sharp pain in his stomach, and the more he walked, the more it kept hurting. What was this? He hadn't been hurt ever in his life. What was happening? A small grumble came from his stomach, and the pain subsided a little. He suddenly felt the urge to…consume, or eat ("eat" wasn't in his vocabulary yet).
He finally stepped into the area he had been walking towards, and saw that there was a huge amount of people there. People of all different shapes, sizes, and colors. There were bluish white people, with their skin hanging off their arms and heads. There were light brown/tan people, who looked more like rocks than living beings. Then there were normal people. Some smaller than others, some with slightly darker color. It seemed like some sort of party.
Walking farther forward, Dark Link noticed that there were actually three buildings. One on the right, one on his left, and one small one across a long field, where everyone was gathered. He walked towards the building on the left, and opened the door, simply out of curiosity.
"Wait, I thought you said he took the ocarina?" asked a woman with long red hair. She wore a plain white dress which reached down to her feet. Around her neck she wore a necklace with a strange creature on it. "How were you able to give it to him later?"
"That's what I don't understand... Link!" shouted another woman, with long blonde hair. She was wearing a long pink dress, with a design hanging from her waist that looked sort of like the one on his shield. "So you did return!" She ran up and hugged him, leaving Dark Link confused. Then he remembered; he looked just like Link. This must've been Link's friend or something.
As she backed away, Dark Link saw her smile and couldn't help thinking that she was…beautiful. But a different kind of beautiful. The sky could be beautiful, a lake reflecting the rays of the sun could be beautiful. But there is a certain way that a person can be beautiful that is very different from anything in nature.
Quickly, he caught himself before either one of them noticed that he was staring.
"So Link," asked the red-haired woman, "where'd you go?"
Dark Link suddenly felt very warm. What was this feeling? He couldn’t answer the question, since he wasn't really Link. What would he say?
Then, right when Dark Link opened his mouth, the door burst open, and he jumped out of the way. In the doorway stood a little boy with red hair, though it was bit less…shiny…than the woman's. He also wore a green tunic, with a cap, which Dark Link guessed was a similar version of his own, but for youth.
"Link!" he said, grabbing Dark Link's arm. "Is it really you? Someone just told me you were-"
"No, I'm not," Dark Link said, without thinking. Too late, he caught himself. The boy walked out in silence, his head hung low.
"Why'd you lie to that little boy?" asked the beautiful woman, making a bit of an angry face. It wasn't as charming as her usual expression.
"Zelda, calm down," said the red-haired girl. "Link already told me seven years ago. That boy's from Kokiri Village, and he used to hate Link. But then Link left the village, and now he sort of wishes he were back. But you know, I think we can agree that it would be better for him if he didn't see Link."
"Because they thought Link was a Kokiri the whole time, and finding out that he wasn't would make them a bit more likely to hate him for being…the Great Deku Tree's favorite, I think he said."
"Malon, why don't you let Link say something? He hasn't said a word to us yet. Don't you want to hear what happened?"
"Oh, sorry," said Malon, turning back to Dark Link. "Please tell us about your journey, Link."
Dark Link was frightened. What was he supposed to say? If only someone was there to explain to them who he really was. He was in no state to do so. His legs felt like jelly, something he had never heard of before, since he never ate anything. He clutched his stomach, as it gave another grumble.
Malon and Zelda laughed. "I guess you're a bit too hungry to explain, huh?" said Malon, walking to a table which held tons of different items. They all looked good. But how would Dark Link know? Suddenly it seemed like he had a new life. He felt different; he now had some sort of yearning for something or other, and the stuff on the table seemed to make the pain worse, almost as if the sight of these objects teased his stomach…then that was it. "Hungry", was it? That's what he was feeling then.
There was loads of stuff for him to learn, and not much time to learn it. If he wanted to look good in front of this beautiful woman, for whatever reason his mind thought he should, he would have to act normal. If only he knew what that was.
Well, hope you liked that chapter. If you're wondering, there won't be much more of this sort of chapter. I'm not just going to be introducing everyone. Don't worry, the main plot comes next time.
I'm just surprised I came up with this stuff in one day...lol. Well, please post! Tell me if you like it, and if you spot any typos.
Look, someone's gotta reply sometime. I'm coming up with these chapters so easily. They're just coming to me so quickly. But this third one was a bit different. Not as good as the first two, I'm afraid. But I tried my best.
Fierce Deity Link was not a normal…deity (though he is powerful). As you most likely know, he has only made one appearance in the entire Legend of Zelda series. This is for one reason: After helping Link defeat Majora, his mask was broken. So Link could no longer make himself into the deity. So F.D. Link, for short, has been lost to the world of Termina forever.
Though we can't introduce him the same way as the others, we can at least tell you where he is, and what his dilemma is. He is currently in the Dark Realm, for one reason only: he is an evil deity. Along with Ganondorf, Majora, and Vaati, he waits for the end of time, when they will be punished.
Obviously, nothing is there to keep them sane, except each other and the hope that they might be able to escape the realm. The only one with this hope was obviously Ganondorf, since we all probably know that he did escape, only to be killed by the future Link. Majora and Vaati, however, weren't going anywhere. Fierce Deity could only hope he had a chance.
Vaati created a small tornado, and invited the rest to jump in with him, which was one of their many idiotic past-times. Majora went in, but Ganondorf and Fierce Deity stayed.
"Hey Deity," said Ganondorf, "do you know if it's possible to commit suicide here?"
"It's not," Fierce Deity replied, in his very dark, deep voice. "It's like that so we go crazy quick. We can't end our lives yet. We never can…we're going to be tortured after this…forever…"
"Unless we find a way out…" said Ganondorf, looking around. "Can't you just use your powers to get us out?"
"No, it's impossible. The only way would be to break the seal…but you can't do that unless they get new sages…and that never happens."
"Isn't there some way to kill sages?"
"Look, the only way is if one of the seven sages became mortal, or never became immortal in the first place. Then you can kill 'em. But otherwise, it's impossible."
"Well I think Zelda's still mortal…" Ganondorf said with a grin. "She's probably hoping that her precious Link will come back."
"Well I know for a fact that he won't. So yes, I guess you can kill her then. But only if you have someone in the world who knows. You can't go there yourself, because of the seal."
"Damn, we're stuck then, aren't we?"
"Then again, once she dies of aging, we should be able to--"
"She's not stupid. By then she'll have made herself immortal. Now stop trying to get information from me. I want to get out much more than you do, so stop acting like you're the only one."
"Why the hell are you even here?"
"I'm evil, duh," Fierce Deity said, even though he knew it was for a different reason.
"Yeah, but you killed Majora. Doesn't that make you on the good side?"
"No, I did it because I held a grudge for him. It's the only reason he was trying to destroy Termina. To make me mad. If he hadn't made me into a mask, I woulda killed him. But he did, and kept me for five thousand years, inside that moon with those retarded kids running around playing 'tag'. He tried to make me mad! And what's worse, he lent me to some little kid, and now I'm looking just like him!" It was true. Originally, Fierce Deity's ears were rounded, and for some reason, he felt it a huge difference.
"Calm down, it's not that bad. At least you didn't get stabbed in the head…"
"But now that I killed him, that stupid kid goes and breaks the mask! The idiot…"
This sort of conversation happened every day. Ganondorf was constantly searching for a way to leave the Dark Realm, as you would have if you were there. But it seemed that he was starting to get somewhere with it.
"I have the perfect plan," Ganondorf said. "All we gotta do is make a sage come here."
"Sages only come here when they want to," Fierce Deity shot at him. "Don't get your hopes up. And even if you did get one of them to come, just what would you do?"
"Is there a way?"
"Maybe…but first tell me what you're going to do."
"Well…if we could get…Ruto…to come here…I might be able to persuade her to help out."
"No person in their right mind would help you."
"Yeah, but she never is. She's crazy about Link. So, if I make her think that Zelda's staying mortal so she can be with Link…"
"I see. Great plan, except she can't even be with Link herself, and she knows it. She won't become mortal again because it requires too much energy."
"Believe me, I can be pretty persuasive when I need to be."
"Well I guess I could help you…but only if you promise me one thing."
"You have to let me leave the realm first."
Fierce Deity stabbed his sword into the ground, and backed away. He put his hands on the ground, and closed his eyes. This needed a lot of concentration. But it would be worth it. His sword suddenly disappeared, and on the same spot appeared Ruto.
"Oh, it's you!" she said, rolling her eyes. "I thought it was Saria or something. She's always bothering me. So what do you want?"
"I have a bit of information for you," said Ganondorf, stepping closer to Ruto.
"For me? Well whatever it is, I probably already know. I am a sage after all."
"Look, we know how much you like Link. But you should know that Zelda is-"
"I know, I know. But it's not like she's gonna be going with him. I just checked on him. He's in the Lost Woods still. I spy on-I mean, I watch over him all the time," she said, blushing.
"Well he's almost found Navi, that little--I mean, he's almost done searching so…he'll be back in Hyrule in no time. So that means he'll be greeted by Zelda, and before you know it--"
"Shut up! My Link would never--"
"'Your Link' doesn't even consider you as a friend. And it's because of Zelda. Don't try and deny it, Princess."
"Then I'll…just have to meet him before she does."
"Well don't forget that there's Saria."
"Shut up! Link wouldn't cheat on me! I'm not gonna kill Zelda or Saria! I'm not a mur…wait a minute…you're…"
"Smooth, Ganon, very smooth," said Fierce Deity sarcastically, putting his hands behind his back.
"Shut up Deity!"
"You're not going to trick me into breaking your seal, Ganon!"
"I know it all, Ganon! No amount of facts is going to change my mind!"
"Maybe you would think differently if--"
"Actually, I think I might…" Ruto said, a smirk on her face. Fierce Deity knew that smirk. "If…"
"If…you beg me."
"What?!" Ganondorf practically screamed.
"You know, grovel a bit. Beg me. It just might make me want to."
"I think you should take that offer," said Fierce Deity. "But if you do, wait 'til I round up the other guys. It should be amusing."
"Shut up! I'm not going to beg!"
"I won't help it if you won't."
Ganondorf gave in.
"That was…so…funny…" said Fierce Deity, between panting. Ganondorf had done it, and Ruto was thinking it over.
"Hmm…well…nah, I won't."
"In all fairness, he deserves something for that," said Fierce Deity, hardly able to contain the laughter.
"Okay, I'll open the seal for one second, how about that?"
"No," said Ganondorf, remembering his deal with Fierce Deity. "At least make it five."
"What, are you that heav-"
Fierce Deity walked slowly towards Ruto at this point. His left hand was still behind his back, but they could both tell it wasn't the only thing he was hiding.
"I have a better deal," he said, revealing a small dagger. "How about you let me out? If you do, I won't kill you."
"What?" said Ruto, laughing. "Kill me?"
"Yeah. If you haven't noticed, I summoned you with my double helix sword. And that creates the Binding Spell. Combine that with my spell that makes all immortals mortal in this land, you are vulnerable to anything right now. So what'll it be?"
Ruto sighed. "'Kay, I'll let you go. I know you won't do anything."
"Ganondorf, you tried to take over the world. This guy just got the title 'Fierce' because he got a little angry. He killed Majora! I didn't really agree with the other sages about sealing him but…six always beats one."
Suddenly, both Ruto and Fierce Deity disappeared. They reappeared in Hyrule Field. It was November 15, year unknown, and Fierce Deity wished above all else to do one thing.
"So what are you planning on doing?" asked Ruto, staying with him for a while just to make sure he didn't actually do what Ganon thought he would.
"Have you ever heard of the Trivulian Tournament?"
Again, sorry for using my normal...style of writing for this chapter. It's not as good as it could have been.
Anyway, any criticism would be appreciated. Along with...anything else you might post...Just Post!
Hey everybody, thanks! I was begining to think no one really cared! I welcome the praise.
And Sonic Boom, you might as well not post if you haven't already read it. You're the only one on ZU that I know in real life, so you don't have to post everything after you've already told me over the phone, lol.
And sorry SB, but it's gonna get a bit longer now. Fourth chapter is here!
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Link popped a poki berry in his mouth and quickly spit it back out. Eating the same grape-like taste for three days can get really…disgusting.
"So how much farther?" asked Skull Kid, staring at his poki berry, wondering if he should eat it or not. "These things remind me too much of that stupid mask, Majora." Everyone stared at him. "Well it ate some poki berries once while it possessed me!"
"Well…" Tatl tried to change the subject back to the journey. "We're not too far away from the fountain, so I'd say about one more hour."
Tael sunk into Skull Kid's head of feathers for warmth. "Why is it so damn cold?" he asked, shivering and making the feathers move.
"It's November, stupid," Tatl said, shivering as well. Link looked up suddenly, and Tatl followed his gaze. "Looks like it's snowing."
And as if on cue, the small clearing suddenly became full of small white specks, bringing cold to them all. Link sighed warm carbon dioxide, melting five nearby snow crystals. A few landed on Skull Kid's head, and he shook it, Tael flying off.
"Well we should hurry up then," said Skull Kid, getting up. "Before we freeze."
Link got up slowly, and gripped his stomach. It gave a low grumble, and Link reluctantly ate a poki berry.
There are many rituals and procedures that may make any sort of result. The rain dance, for instance, is supposed to summon rain. Voting is supposed to show the true winner of an election. And as well as these, the Great Fairy Examination is supposed to show what lowly fairies have the potential to become a Great Fairy.
This Examination takes up to three years. Afterwards, three more are spent teaching the new Great Fairy how to do what they need to do, and what to do if they are ever shattered into twenty pieces, three-fourths of which being lost in a dungeon, temple, or in the clutches of an evil bird that snatches anything in sight (named Takkuri).
When Link, Skull Kid, and the two fairies entered the Great Fairy of the Woods' Fairy Shrine, they wondered if she had really been taught anything in those three years. As soon as they stepped in, she was sitting there, her long blonde hair floating like all Great Fairies, trying to stay afloat. She was standing, bigger than all of them, jumping, seldom floating for a few seconds before falling back down.
"Umm…excuse me?" said Tatl, trying to ignore Skull Kid's laughter.
"Oh! Sorry!" she said, now finally looking at them. Her eyes stopped on Link. "Link?!"
"Hey, listen to me!" Tatl yelled.
"What? Oh. Umm…hello, Skull Kid. I'm sorry, but changing you back to your former state is impossible for me to do--"
"Shut up! We don't want you to do that!" Tael said.
"Well just for coming out to find me, I will grant you the power to-"
"Shut the hell up!" Skull Kid said, pulling Link in front of him. "Don't worry about me, help him!"
The Great Fairy stopped smiling. "Link, I never knew I'd see you again!"
"Yeah, yeah, just heal him already!" Tatl said, bouncing up and down with anxiety. "He's gone mute!"
"Well I wouldn't say that that's much different…" the Great Fairy mumbled.
"Cut the crap and heal him, dammit!" Skull Kid said. "What kind of fairy are you?"
The Great Fairy sighed. A gold column of light came down over Link, and they could see the difference already. He looked much healthier, and his hand wasn't on his stomach anymore.
"Finally," Link said, the word bringing him satisfaction to be able to utter. "Thanks. I don't mean to be selfish, but could you please upgrade my sword? It's a bit small…"
He pulled it out, and the Great Fairy looked at it. "What's this?" she asked, taking it from him. "I've never seen this before."
"So can you?"
"No. I haven't been trained to make swords, sorry. But putting that aside--" she threw the sword away, and it hit a pillar, going straight threw it and the hilt stopping it at the other end of the stone. "--Don't you remember me, Link?"
"How could you forget?"
"I've never seen you before."
Suddenly the Great Fairy stopped. She scratched her head, and was obviously in deep thought.
"No wonder!" she said at last. "Link, it's me, Navi!"
Dark Link burped a long, satisfying burp. He pushed his plate forward, and Malon took it, putting it on a counter. It had been about two days since he had arrived, and he was getting used to food, and the need for it.
"Link, you still haven't told us what happened," said Zelda, not touching one bit of food.
"I don't really remember that much," said Dark Link, his mind thinking as fast as possible. "Just…I left…and then I was walking in the door here. I can't remember anything else."
"You forgot seven years of your life?" Malon asked. "How?"
"Don't know. I guess I must've ran into something…"
"Well there is the Mind Sweeper. I heard they could travel to different worlds. They take out your memory of any amount of time that they want."
Dark Link was glad that there was something that actually would cover up for his idiotic story. At least they believed him. As long as no one knew he was Dark Link, he just might stand a chance…at what? Dark Link suddenly realized something. He didn't need to be hiding his identity. Why was he? For the food? No, something else…as soon as he tried to phrase his predicament, he couldn't think of anything to say. But something beyond that was stopping him.
He looked at Zelda. It was her. Something inside of him didn't want her to know…but why? Lying wouldn't impress any-impress? What was this word? What did it mean? Since when did Dark Link know it? And why did he want to do the verb form of it? Strange…maybe he should look it up somewhere.
Just as he started to get up, he felt a presence behind him. He got his sword out, and started to swipe it as he turned, stopping when it was at the neck of the person standing there. It was one of those…bluish-white people. But this one was different. He could tell it was a woman, and it had some small decorations on its ears. Decorations? Another word added to the questioning list.
"Link!" the person said, rushing forward and hugging him. Dark Link slowly put his sword away, and tried to pry this creature off-pry? What the hell was going on with his vocabulary? He was learning new words every second! (If only Hooked on Phonics could harness that learning ability!) "I heard you'd be coming back soon--wait! You're…"
Oh great, Dark Link thought. Someone noticed. But how? He hadn't let anything stand out. Maybe this person was a very close friend? Maybe she would notice when others didn't.
"My god…" the creature said. "I didn't think Link's victory would result in this…"
"What are you talking about Ruto?" asked Malon, with a retreating look of anger. Angry at…Ruto, was it? Angry at Ruto? But why? Ruto had just appeared and hugged him; she didn't do anything that bad.
"Ruto, I was wondering when you'd get back," said Zelda, seemingly unaware of the strange thing Ruto had done. "I thought you'd be here immediately, seeing as Link's here."
"Link isn't here!" Ruto exclaimed, putting her arm on Dark Link's right shoulder and turning him to face Zelda. "This is Dark Link, you idiot!"
Zelda and Malon gasped at the same time.
"Zelda, you really ought to become immortal. It helps a lot. You can tell imposters from the real thing."
"Well, being mortal has its advantages too!" Zelda said, totally ignoring the fact that Dark Link was standing in front of them, and not the real Link. "Like…"
"Ganondorf was right!" Ruto said, pushing Dark Link aside, right into the wall. "You're just staying mortal so you can steal Link from me!"
"What? Is that what you think? I'm staying mortal because I like it, okay? I'll become immortal before I die. Got a problem with that?"
"Could I make a small comment here?" Dark Link said, rubbing his hurt arm. "I think Ruto--"
"Shut up!" Zelda and Ruto said together.
"Zelda, how come you won't accept the fact that Link is mine?"
"Yours?" laughed Malon. "As if! He likes me!"
Now it was Ruto's turn to laugh. "You? That's the most stupid thing I've heard all day!"
Dark Link sighed, and made his way towards the door. He took one last look at Zelda, and opened the door to leave.
"Oh no you don't!" Ruto said, pulling him back in. "I'm not going to let you out of my sight! Fierce Deity's after you, so I'm using you as bait, got it?"
"Fierce Deity?" gasped Zelda. "You-you wouldn't!"
"Sorry, I did. And I'm regretting it now."
"Who's Fierce D--?" Malon started.
"Long story," Ruto said. "Look Zelda, if you go anywhere near Link again, I will take Ganondorf's advice, and kill you!"
Dark Link felt very uncomfortable. Again! Another word he hadn't known before. What was going on? Both with his words and the people in front of him. He had never been this confused before. Then again, he'd only lived for a month so far. There were many things he still had to learn. Like who Fierce Deity was, and what he wanted with Dark Link. As if he had forced the god to come, a new presence filled the building.
"Did I hear someone call for me?" Fierce Deity said, appearing in front of them all. They converged on him. Fierce Deity punched Zelda, making her fly to the other side of the room. He kicked Malon while she was trying to attack him from behind with a plate (like that would've done anything).
Finally, he stood by Ruto and Dark Link. "Dark Link, you're coming with me." He grabbed Dark Link's collar, hoisted him in the air, and they disappeared.
Okay, that wasn't as hard as I thought. It seems I've got to stop getting good at this, or I might forget about the other story I'm writing, lol. This was just supposed to be a side project to boost my descriptive skills...but now I've got way too much going for it...plus I acutally have people replying...
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"Navi?" said Link, unable to believe that the fairy that had followed him for about a week or so was now a Great Fairy. "How'd you-?"
"I took the Great Fairy Exams!"
"I tried those once," commented Tatl. "How could you actually stand that thing?"
"It wasn't that hard," said Navi. "I think you must've taken it the previous time. They changed it now."
"Oh sure, they make it easy once I leave…"
"I can't believe it," said Link, laughing at himself. "I've been searching for you for seven years, and you were just taking some exam?"
"I would've come back, but I have to stay here now."
"Wait, I thought Great Fairies were born that way," Skull Kid said, a bit more perplexed than any of them had been.
"No, we all start out as a little ball of light. It's just when the other Great Fairies appoint you, they take away the light."
"What do you mean 'take away the light'? They do a lot more than that," said Link, looking at Navi's completely new appearance.
"Well they make us bigger…that's it."
"Wait, are you telling me that…Tatl and Tael look just like you without the light?" said Skull Kid, even more confused now.
"Oh my god."
Link sighed. It really wasn't that surprising, now that he thought about it. Why else would they look like that when they were Great Fairies?
"Well I guess my journey's over, huh?" he said. "Navi, do you know anything about why I can't go back to Hyrule?"
"Well it seems like there's a barrier now…but I don't really know why. I heard something about some strange tournament or something going on somewhere, and I guess they need privacy."
The Trivulian Tournament is a strange thing indeed. It needs three things in order for someone to participate in it. First, you have to be on a three-person team. This can consist of anyone, no matter who they are or what they've done in their past. A criminal could go there and never be arrested.
Second, you have to register, obviously. It requires you to extract blood from your hand and combine it with that of your companions on each person's thumb, and then stamped on the registration paper.
Third, you need to take a survey on what you want if you win the tournament. The main reason for this is that the prize is to have one wish granted. The people judging the competition may not care who enters, but they do care about what happens as a result.
Sometimes, the tournament has been canceled because of too few participants. But ever since Ganondorf played in it when he was Link's age, people have been coming back, hoping to fight him.
Also, it has sometimes been canceled because some participants died before being able to fight in their battles. The tournament lasts a year, so there are breaks between battles. This lets the participants heal, think up new strategies, and be able to continue their lives. Because of this, people are now protected from death while outside of battle.
Fierce Deity Link had participated in the tournament twice in his life. The first time, he had forfeited a match against Ganondorf. The second time he got transformed into a mask before his third match started, and was unable to make it back to the stadium. Now he was trying again.
Fierce Deity put Dark Link down, and looked around them. There wasn't a single thing in sight. Only trees, grass, and one huge clearing to their left. "Seems we're early. Good…we've got a few more hours before people start coming. In the meantime…"
Fierce Deity checked his pockets, and pulled out a book. The cover was red, and the pages were a strange gray color. There were no words on the outside.
He flipped to the middle of the book, and a pencil appeared in the space between the pages. He picked it up, and started writing on the left page.
"Okay…tell me everything that's happened to you so far."
"What?" said Dark Link, not understanding why this was so important. "Why?"
"So I can answer any questions you might have. Pretty soon, someone's going to give you a survey, asking that if you had one wish, what would it be? Of course, you're new to the whole idea of being outside of that temple. New to all the emotions and pains; basically new to living like a normal person. If you don't know some stuff, you might make a stupid wish like figuring out what a certain emotion is."
"Oh…okay," said Dark Link, unable to comprehend the situation, while understanding the basic principle of Fierce Deity's plight. There he went again with those complicated words…
Dark Link told him everything, from walking over the empty lake with Ganondorf towards the Water Temple, to his thoughts of suicide that he knew he couldn't fulfill, to his departure from the temple, all the way 'til the time when he met Zelda, and when Fierce Deity found him. Relative to how long his life was, this was a longer story than Fierce Deity had expected.
"Okay…first off…depression…very severe boredom…hunger, and…you have a crush on Princess Zelda. I guess I got it all. And about those words, that's probably just built-in knowledge that Ganondorf gave you, but accidentally blocked them out while you were in the temple. Now that you left, the powers of the temple left you, giving you that knowledge, and the look of your opposite, Link."
"I guess that makes sense…what'd you say about Zelda?"
"You have a crush on her," he said. Realizing that this word was not yet in his vocabulary, he explained. "It means…you like her. That's why you were blushing."
Fierce Deity sighed. He put the book away, and pulled out a new one. "Here, read this."
Dark Link took it and opened it to the first page, full with words and their meanings. "Okay…"
"I trust you can read Hylian, correct?"
"Yeah…" Dark Link was already immersed in the book, reading every word he could see, and looking for its meaning, frequently holding the page and going to a farther page to look up the meaning to a meaning, and sometimes even a meaning of that.
Fierce Deity slowly stepped away, and disappeared.
Link walked out of the Great Fairy Fountain disappointed. Navi couldn’t come with him. And now he couldn't even go back to Hyrule because of some stupid game. He would be stuck in the Lost Woods forever.
"Look on the bright side!" said Tael, as they walked out into the snowy forest. "At least your search is over. Now you can relax!"
"Not really," Link sighed, his boots making a wet squishing sound against the now deep snow. It had been one whole day. Now it was November 15, and all hopes were gone. "I can't go back to Hyrule, I won't be able to get my fairy back, and--" Link stopped, and quickly took out his ocarina.
"And what?" asked Skull Kid, the only one who didn't notice Link's sudden action.
"I just thought of something," Link said, scratching his head. "It was about seven years ago, but maybe I can remember…"
"The Minuet of Forest, I think," Link replied. "Or maybe I could try…no, I don't have my goron tunic anymore…"
"What are some stupid songs gonna do?" Skull Kid said, Tael having the same question.
"You mean you have teleportation songs for Hyrule too?" asked Tatl, the only one who knew about the Song of Soaring besides Link.
"Yeah…but I can't remember them that well…actually, I remember one of them, but the place it takes me to is too dangerous without my goron tunic."
"Well do you remember any other ones?"
"Uhh…only about two notes." Link played the beginning of the Prelude of Light. "Wait…I got it!"
Just as Link put the ocarina back on his lips, a strong hand tugged it away from him. Everyone looked to Link's right. Standing there was Fierce Deity Link, holding the ocarina.
"Link, nice to see you!" he said in his strange deep voice.
Everyone jumped. "Y-you're--!" Tatl shouted.
"Fierce Deity. I remember you too, Tatl."
"Who is this guy?" asked Skull Kid. His feathers stood up, almost as if they were his hair. He put his left hand on his right hand glove, and as he took the hand away, a shield of purple light appeared over his glove.
"Are you deaf?" said Fierce Deity. "Now Link, I need you to come with me."
Link felt for his sword, but suddenly realized that Navi had thrown it away. He had no defense now when Fierce Deity picked him up by the collar. Skull Kid plucked one of the feathers, and it turned into a small red sword. He lunged forward, but missed, as Fierce Deity and Link disappeared.
Dark Link finally looked up form the dictionary to see Fierce Deity putting Link down. He couldn't believe it. Link actually did look just like him! Dark Link got up and walked over to them.
"Okay everyone," Fierce Deity said, "get acquainted. We're all going to be close friends from now on. Who'd like to start the introductions?"
"Why'd you bring me here?" Link said angrily, ready to fight with his bare fists.
"I need a team of three to participate, idiot," Fierce Deity replied. "Now look, we've got all the Links here together! Wouldn't you say that that's the best team anyone could hope for?"
"I'm Dark Link," Dark Link said, putting his hand out for Link to shake. He had learned this from Ganondorf long ago, in October. Link looked at Dark Link, and turned back to Fierce Deity.
"What's in it for me if I play along?"
"Easy. You get one wish granted. I suppose I can guess what that will be already."
"...Okay, I'll do it," said Link. Fierce Deity laughed, and turned everyone's gaze towards a huge stadium, which was in the exact same place that there had been a clearing before.
"Well let's get going. Time doesn't wait for slowpokes…and neither do the judges…"
Okay, now I can take yet another break...phew! The next chapter should come out next week. I'm starting to get into a sort of Saturday pattern with this, so don't expect too much throught the weekdays.
Okay, even though I said it was going to be on Saturdays, it may also be on Sundays too. Just not during the week anymore, unless we have off of school.
Anyway, here's the next chapter.
In all of Termina's long history, there has never been a huge population of wizards, or those who can use magic. Simply put, there only existed ten, over a period of sixty years. As they were the only ones of their kind, they created a sort of alliance to keep from wizards using magic for evil.
Though thanks to Ikana, there were many wars. And about half of the wizards happened to be born in that region, so they helped fight. As a result, the landscape took a mighty blow, and became the canyon it is today, instead of the flat plains of long ago.
The other members helped anyone they could, involving themselves in more wars. But only one of them actually had the knowledge of an evil mask, which had become a living being, hoping to destroy the world. He knew that if they tried to destroy this mask together, there was no way they'd lose.
But a time of great war had broken out, and wizards were in high demand by all sides. They couldn't pass up this opportunity. So he was left alone to fight this creature, named Majora. In the end, he lost, and became a mask. Majora played with him for a while, making him mad, and then was found by the Happy Mask Salesman, who then had it stolen from him, and you know the rest.
The lone wizard's transformation left the others with great sorrow, and they were mad at themselves for letting him down, seeing as he had been their leader. And so they left the land, vowing to be as brave as Fierce Deity, driving out the evil in every world.
But soon after, the wizards became evil themselves, except four very strong-minded ones. They battled in a place between Hyrule and Termina, in the Lost Woods, and their fight created a huge clearing in the forest. The four good wizards won, but in the end, two of them could no longer leave their present location. So to pass time, they tested their strength against each other.
Long story short, leaving out many details (the wizards eventually found a way out), this became the grounds for the Trivulian Tournament. The younger of the two trapped wizards is now the leader of all the judging done, and is the one who will grant a wish to the winners. Before that, the prize was cash, which led to a lower amount of participants. The old leader and the judges were long dead, so this wizard took his place, and had him bring three new judges.
Fierce Deity knew that the leader would probably let Fierce Deity and the others to register first, being a slave to favoritism. But still, he pushed the other two Links along to the end of a long line of people outside of the stadium.
The line itself wasn't very long, considering that each trio would be registering together, meaning they'd have to wait a third of the time it would take with a one-on-one tournament. But what surprised Fierce Deity was that none of the groups looked very…fierce. No one with muscles showing all over, no one with loads of weapons that just happened to start overflowing their pockets. It was much different from the last two times he had entered.
Dark Link stepped ahead of the rest of them and Link gasped.
"That's my sword!" he said, grabbing the Master Sword off of Dark Link's back. "How the hell did you get this?"
"What? Oh that? I don't know, I just…had it."
"Well it's mine!"
Fierce Deity sighed. He snatched the sword out of Link's hand, and broke it in half.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Link shouted at him.
Fierce Deity ignored the question and took out his double helix sword. He held the hilt with both hands, and pulled it apart. Automatically, the blue and silver sides of the blade came apart, forming two different swords. He handed one to Dark Link, and the other to Link.
"Everybody happy now?"
"Why did you break the sword?" Link was still shouting in anger.
"Look, that thing wasn't the Master Sword," Fierce Deity said, pointing to the pile of broken metal on the ground. "That was the Dark Master Sword. It cannot be used without a Dark holder. And since Dark Link is no longer Dark, he can't use it as much as you could."
"'No longer Dark?' But Ruto even said--"
"What does she know about emotions? She's only experienced about three of them. You, Dark Link, have experienced love, which is not something a Dark creature can feel."
"Love?" said Link, not seeing how Dark Link could've experienced this complicated emotion so soon in his life, though he had no idea just how short it had been.
"Well, not exactly true love, or even received affection, but…he's got a crush on Zelda."
Link stared blankly at him. "How the hell does that qualify him as a Light Creature?"
"Believe me, you should just take the facts as they are, and stop asking questions. My I.Q. happens to be bigger than both of yours combined…scratch that, it's ten thousand times as big…I happen to know much more than you do, so don't question me."
"So just what are you going to fight with?" Link asked, trying to get used to the new sword.
"Oh, I'll think of something…" Fierce Deity said with a grin.
Finally, the three of them got to the front of the line, and faced the four judges, including the wizard, who was now the same age as Fierce Deity. They stated their names, homelands, and started to fill out the registration forms, Fierce Deity ignoring the wizard's questions.
As soon as Link saw the last part, he glared at Fierce Deity.
"Wait, Link, I'm not ready yet. I'm still writing what my wish will be--"
"You never said anything about stamping with my own blood!"
"Correction, with all of ours."
"If I had known we had to--"
"Look, you're going to end up getting a little bloody during the fights anyway, so what's the difference?"
"The difference is this is voluntary!"
"Voluntary Blood Extraction…" Fierce Deity whispered to himself. "So that's what the VBE stands for…"
"Hey Fierce Deity, what does--never mind, I just found out." Dark Link said, finally realizing the meaning of "intentions" by his strange sudden understanding.
Dark Link put down his ink pen, and waited for Fierce Deity to finish his list of occupations.
"Let's see…for a while I was a leader…and during that time I was also…a teacher…and then…"
"Oh my god," said Link staring at the list that was now outside of the space provided. The wizard judge was laughing, knowingly adding more jobs for Fierce Deity to write down.
"I think I got them all," Fierce Deity sighed. He put his pen down, and looked at the others. "Okay, I guess I'll start." He bit his thumb, and it quickly became covered in dark red blood. He waited for the others to do the same, but they didn't. He sighed, and snapped with his free fingers on the other hand. Suddenly Link and Dark Link's thumbs were just as Fierce Deity's.
Fierce Deity quickly put everyone's thumbs together, getting the blood on everyone's thumbs, and stamped down on his paper. Link grumpily did the same, followed by a somewhat bewildered Dark Link. Fierce Deity healed all of their thumbs with another snap of his fingers, handed the papers to the judges, and pulled the others along into the stadium.
There are millions of things that are possible to happen at a stadium. A baseball game, football, or any other sport would probably be the first thing any of us would expect. But of course, this was not for a sport, but for fighting. But even though there was a huge empty space, like most stadiums, there weren't even any people present. All they could see was a huge empty stadium, made of stone that looked like it could break at any time.
"Where is everybody?" asked Link.
"Sorry to tell you, but we're not exactly in the same place as them. Thing is, each team gets a brief talk about the rules, but since every person's unique, they can't say the same thing to everyone. So they have a sort of…advisor…for each team, who will tell us our strong points and weaknesses, and will even inform us about our first opponent...I hope."
"So who is it?"
"You know what? It just so happens that I'm good friends with the supervisor of this whole tournament. And lucky us, he's our advisor."
Just as he said this, the man appeared before their eyes. They had seen him at the entrance of course, when they registered. But now he seemed different. He was wearing a long red robe, which was obviously too big for him. His blonde hair was cut short, when outside it had been as long as his robe. He had bright purple eyes, which Link had never expected was even possible, but then again, Fierce Deity had no pupils.
"Fierce Deity!" he said, shaking hands with him. "I thought I'd never see you again!"
"I've been waiting for this day, Firah," Fierce Deity said, and the other Links assumed this was the name of their new acquaintance. "Finally being able to play the tournament again…I trust you're going to make it much more interesting than it was before?"
"Yes, I have seen for six years just what things are challenging, and what's too easy…I've finally chosen the perfect events for the tournament."
"Can't wait to get started."
"First, I've got to analyze your team…" Firah said, looking at the other two. "Is there a theme going here?"
"Yes, we're all Link, pretty much. The Hero of Time, his somewhat evil self, and me. The perfect trio, wouldn't you say?"
"Well you should train this Dark one a bit more after the first fight. I sense he's new to his emotions, yet not to fighting. He may get a bit carried away. He's never actually fought anyone, has he?"
"No, but he's trained to fight."
"Well I guess you must know what you're doing then…" Firah said, looking at Link now. "I don't see much wrong with this one…and you're better than both of them, of course. So I guess I don't really need to advise you that much…"
"What about the rules?"
"Oh yes…the rules…well I've changed things this year. You will hear the rules along with everyone else. Now, step over to your left a bit…there. Good."
Suddenly, Firah disappeared, and the stadium filled with people. They could see Firah at the other end of the stadium, standing on the seats.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" he shouted, his voice just as loud as if he had been right next to them. "The first match will begin in ten minutes! Please take your seats as I explain the rules!"
Link led the rest of them to some seats pretty close to the ground, but once someone else decided to sit next to him, he wished he had chosen another seat.
"Link?" said Ruto, obviously trying to fake surprise. "I found you!"
"Well hello Princess," said Fierce Deity, leaning over to talk. "Didn't think you'd want to be around, especially with my vast knowledge of spells that can bind even the immortal."
"Just leave me alone. I'm not coming to take you back. I just came to tell you that Zelda said yes."
"Good to hear," Fierce Deity said, suddenly grinning at Dark Link. "Looks like you've got something to look forward to."
Both Link and Dark Link gave him a quizzical look, but he didn't say anything. With that done, Ruto waved them goodbye, and left, just as Firah started to list the rules.
Well I couldn't exactly think of how to end that chapter...but oh well, I tried my best. What do you think?
Pretty good story so far. Its a good idea, and I'm looking forward to more. I liked Link's Last Adventure a while back too, and this one looks even better.
Hey, nice to see you again. I remember you now. Thanks.
And SB, if I use something like that, I'll never really notice it until it's under way. I didn't notice that until I was thinking of what should happen in the first battle. Lol, I do, but the Fairy exams are different. There's no fighting for one thing.----Edit: SB's comment has been deleted.
Well here I go again. I've been starting to use the weekdays for writing my other story, and I use Friday, Saturday, and Sunday for this one. Surprisingly, this one's getting farther at a quicker rate.
"The rules are simple," Firah explained. "Each match will be fought to the death, or until someone forfeits. There will be many different types of battles, and we will explain them to you after the first one is over. But before we even explain the first match, I must remind you that if you do forfeit, the rest of your team also has to forfeit. Same as when you die."
A shout of alarm went through the full stadium.
"I don't mean they will die as well!" Firah said quickly. "They will be forced to forfeit!" The crowd became silent again. "Anyway, the first match…will be against the person who registered either before or after you, depending on when you entered. The two teams will face off, and the first team to lose a member loses. Or if that member forfeits."
Dark Link sighed. To think his whole life so far had only been one-twelfth length of the tournament. All the memories he had from before might be gone by the end of it. If he didn't lose…
Link hoped that Dark Link wouldn't forfeit the first match. Seeing as Dark Link had only recently come to life, he wouldn't be able to fight that good. He was bound to want to forfeit. Just what had he put as a wish anyway? Oh yeah, Zelda...
Fierce Deity was lost in thought about a certain person that his wish concerned. If only this was all over. He knew he'd win. There'd be no way that any of the people in this year's tournament stood a chance against him. It was just a matter of being able to wait that long.
As Firah named the first two teams, all three of them wondered how long this would take. Fierce Deity, though, could actually do the math. There were…150 people, exactly. Divide it by three per team, and then by half for each match…25 battles. Of course, it still wasn't certain, since each fight would take a different amount of time.
Link watched the first team as they huddled together to form a strategy, shielded by a spell. What would they do when it was their turn? Link didn't know what Fierce Deity could do without his double sword, so that would be a mystery until the fight. If only they knew who their opponents would be…
"Fierce Deity, what were you talking to Ruto about?" Dark Link asked, interrupting both the other Links as they watched the team's plan backfire.
"You'll find out soon enough," Fierce Deity said with a grin. "Just don't ask me okay? It was supposed to be a surprise, and now it's already ruined by the fact that you know something's up."
"We should think of a strategy right now," Link said, watching the lone survivor of the first team limp away from the center of the arena. "Fierce Deity, what are you going to fight with?"
"Can everyone stop asking me questions? We're supposed to be watching the fights."
Link sighed. Fierce Deity had better have a good plan…
"Winner: Team 2! Next match: Team 3 versus Team 4!"
"Damn this is going fast…" Fierce Deity commented. "Last time I was here, it took half an hour just for one fight…and that was the minimum. My fight lasted two hours…"
"Fierce Deity, who were your partners last time?" Dark Link asked, noticing Fierce Deity's excessive use of the words "my fights".
"Let's see…" Fierce Deity thought for a while, watching team three surround team four in a strange formation that seemed to give them an advantage. "I think there was…Vaati and…Firah, the first time. Then it was…Vaati again, and…I don't remember."
There was something about how he said that last part that made Link think he was lying. Fierce Deity might have a good memory, but maybe too good. If there was someone he didn't want them to know about, he wasn't hiding it very well.
As Fierce Deity answered Dark Link's question about how he could've been teamed up with Firah, the overall supervisor of the tournament, team three disappeared into thin air, leaving team four bewildered. Slowly, each member of team four had something invisible impale them, and the battle ended. Team three became visible again, but their weapon was nowhere to be seen.
"Winner: Team 3! Next match: Team 5 versus Team 6!"
"This is taking too long," said Link, looking at the slip of paper Fierce Deity held, which stated that they were Team 37.
"Didn't I just get done telling you that it's going quicker this year? Seriously, everyone's impatient these days…every match lasts two minutes, and everyone complains. You know, back in my day—"
"Oh shut up," Link said, just now realizing that his sheath was too small for his new sword. "By the way…do these swords have some sort of power in them? I mean, before they could shoot those disks out, right?"
Fierce Deity was silent.
"I asked you a question!"
"You told me to shut up!"
Fierce Deity sighed. "My god, you're stupid. No, they don't have any powers, okay? That's only when they're combined. Now can you stop asking me questions? I'm doing my best to enjoy these battles, no matter how short they just happen to—"
"Don't start that again," Dark Link said, watching the fight intently. Someone from team five was summoning Tektites and Like-Likes like it was nothing. They didn't seem to follow his orders though, Dark Link noticed, as a Tektite jumped at the man's teammate. "Man, why does he have to summon Like-Likes? It reminds me of the Water Temple. Stupid dancing Like-Likes…"
Link and Fierce Deity stared at him after the mention of dancing Like-Likes. "Did you say 'dancing'?"
"Ouch, that's gotta hurt," Dark Link commented, forgetting to answer their question. The man who had summoned them accidentally summoned a Redead, which had started attacking him instead of doing his will.
"Winner: Team 6! Next match: Team 7 versus Team 8!"
"Why doesn't he mix up the order? Like have our battle next, then 49 versus 50, 23 against 24, and so on. It's just boring having the same—"
"Team 8 has forfeited the match! Team 7 wins by default!"
"Wasn't expecting that," Fierce Deity said, a box of popcorn suddenly appearing in his hands.
"What the hell is that?!" exclaimed Link, as Firah announced the next two teams, which you can probably guess the numbers of already.
"Popcorn. Want some?"
"Oh sorry. This is from a different world. I guess Hyrule isn't that far along yet…"
"Where did you get that?"
"I made it appear, duh. I have magic. How do you think I made your thumbs bleed?"
"I…never thought about that…"
"Shows how observant you are…"
"Winner: Team 9! Next match: Team 11 versus Team 12!"
"I'm gonna rest for a bit," Link said, stretching. "Wake me up when it's our turn."
Fierce Deity punched Link on the top of his head. Link fell unconscious.
"That oughta shut him up." He felt it strange that Link would be so impatient, but thought the seven years alone might've had something to do with it.
Time went by quickly, as Fierce Deity had complained. Team after team fought, a few forfeited, and ultimately, only one match ended in a draw so far. Link started to wake up around the time when teams 33 and 34 started fighting.
"Oww…." Link groaned, rubbing his head. "What'd you do that for?"
"You can still feel that? I guess I don't know my own strength…well, nothing interesting happened yet. But we're up soon."
"What?!" Link said, startled. "Who are our opponents?"
"Like I know! Look around you, this place is packed still! You want me to walk around 'til I find the other guys? We're gonna wait 'til we fight to find out, just like everyone else!"
"Okay, okay…but really, we need to think of a strategy—"
"I've got one already. All you've got to do is distract whoever we fight until I can power up my attack. Which means you'll both have to fight off all three of them for a while."
"We could get killed! What kinda stupid strategy is that?"
"A very good one."
"Winner: Team 34! Next match: Team 35 versus 36!"
"Well we're next," said Dark Link, becoming anxious.
"Not exactly," Fierce Deity said, in between whistling in the way one would if they were pretending to be innocent.
"What do you mean 'Not exactly'?"
"Winner: Team 35!" Firah paused. "At this time, I'd like to take a break, so I can take the injured participants to the hospital. Feel free to indulge in the refreshments now being offered in the arena."
Link and Dark Link looked at Fierce Deity accusingly.
"It's a rule that the supervisor has to take a break in the beginning battles to bring the injured people to the hospital. Plus, it lets the winners get a snack while they speak with their advisors."
"I have a feeling this break has something to do with you," Link said, expecting Fierce Deity to disappear at any minute.
But instead of Fierce Deity going away, Firah came. He sat next to Dark Link, and sat up, looking at Fierce Deity.
"I forgot to tell you. There are a number of spells that aren't allowed this year."
"What? How come?"
"Because…that spell…destroyed the stadium the last time it was used."
"You mean…she came last time?"
"Didn't she tell you?"
"I haven't seen her in years! How the hell could she tell me?"
"I thought you two were—"
"No. Why do you think I'm even here in the first place? Your wish spell is all-encompassing," Fierce Deity said with a smirk, rememebring the day Firah earned the ability to use the spell.
"Well she's not here. And I'm glad she isn't…but anyway, that spell is forbidden."
"Gotcha. I'll just use the Spirit—"
"That one's forbidden too. Last time you did that, those people went crazy. Let me tell you, there aren't many insane asylums around here, and I hate having to look for them. You can't use those two, and you definitely can't use Double Wrath."
"Well that's fine, I broke my sword in half anyway."
"That's all then," Firah said, before disappearing.
Link and Dark Link stared at him.
"What…the hell…was that about?" Link said slowly.
"Don't worry, it doesn't affect our plan. I wasn't going to use those spells anyway."
"Who were you guys talking about?"
"I'm gonna go get some soda, anybody want some?"
"Why are you so reluctant to answer questions?" Dark Link said. It's a bit obvious he did, since his vocabulary was now widening in synonyms more than just random words.
"Maybe someday I'll tell you, but for now…just focus on the fights, okay?"
Fierce Deity was a bit annoyed that Firah had to come up to him like that, and make the other two guys ask about that. It was personal! He sighed. Firah seemed to be a bit more…unfriendly…towards Fierce Deity. He knew damn well that he didn't want Link or Dark Link to hear about her. He would have to talk to Firah about this after the first battles were over.
"Okay everyone, return to your seats! Next match: Team 37 versus Team 38!"
Slowly, the three Links got up, one with anger, one with bewilderment, and one with homesickness. They walked down the steps quickly, not thinking about where they were, but about the things happening to them. Could Dark Link actually fight as good as he was made to? Would Link be able to adapt to his new sword? But most of all, just what spell did Fierce Deity have up his sleeve?
Well, sorry that not much happened this time...but some mysteries start, so that should be good enough.
Chuunin? That gives me an idea....look at my custom rank after a bit.
Edit: SB's comment has been deleted....and I've changed my custom rank since this.
I know this is sudden, but I'm on a breakthrough today. Well, to tell the truth, I wrote chapter 7 yesterday...but it was late. So now I had all of today to write chapter 8. And I'm done!
Link, Dark Link, and Fierce Deity faced their opponents. The person in front of Link looked like he was about to throw up. The person in front of Dark Link was the leader of the group, seen by the fact that he was ahead of the others, and they looked at him as Link and Dark Link had looked at Fierce Deity. In front of Fierce Deity was a man with a huge axe, as if he used to be an Iron Knuckle, but decided to take off his armor.
Each person had light blue hair, and equally light blue eyes. They each shared the same haircut, the one Kafei had. Or, as Link thought, the Kafei Fan Club.
There was no one there to say that the match would start, but Link decided to fight after the other guys started. And they looked as if they would do the same thing. Fierce Deity sighed, and put his hands on the ground. The stone cracked under his hands, and the thin crack headed for the leader of the other team.
He jumped away, and the huge axe man (no one ever learned his name) swung at Fierce Deity. He disappeared, and suddenly, the axe went flying into the air, above the stadium.
Link swung his sword at the sick-looking man, and he tried to dodge it, getting a small cut in his side, hardly considered a scratch. He suddenly coughed, and blood came out of his mouth. Man, this guy was fragile…
Dark Link jumped behind the sick man, and attempted to slash the leader. He just blocked it with a small dagger, and tried to stab Dark Link. As a result, Dark Link's instincts kicked in, and he jumped on top of the dagger, the leader paralyzed, and swung his sword. Unfortunately, the dagger was a bit short, and Dark Link fell off after only cutting the man's hair.
Fierce Deity appeared suddenly, as the man no longer with an axe joined the leader and the sick man in a circle. He jumped high into the air, and a strange force pulled Link and Dark Link away.
"Clap on," Fierce Deity said humorously, clapping his hands together. In the area around the other team, a ring of fire appeared, trapping them. Fierce Deity fell back to the ground, at a safe distance, alongside Link and Dark Link. "Clap off," he said, clapping again.
An explosion rang through the stadium. The ring of fire subsided, showing bits and pieces of Team 38 that had stuck to the ground.
"Well that takes care of that," Fierce Deity said, as Firah announced their victory.
Link and Dark Link followed Fierce Deity back to their seats, after getting a box of the weird stuff called "popcorn". Link liked it after the first try, and ended up having to get three boxes for each of them, since he wanted more of it.
"I coulda got you some without you having to waste money…" Fierce Deity kept complaining.
"Don't you have any limit on your magic?" Dark Link asked, still trying to understand what Fierce Deity had just done.
"Sure, I can't use certain spells more than once a month, others a year. Some spells are too dangerous to use at will, so there are some restrictions. But anyway, summoning food hardly takes any power at all."
"But did you really have to kill them?" asked Link. "I'm sure they would've for—"
"Everybody else has to know we're serious. If we let them forfeit, it means we have a weak point; a certain time when our plan leaves an opening for our opponent to escape. Get it?"
Suddenly, the huge axe that Fierce Deity had thrown into the air hit the ground, making a loud metallic ring as it cut into the stone.
"Now we can continue the matches!" Firah said, obviously having waited for the axe to fall back. "Next match: Team 39 versus Team 40!"
"So when do we get to leave?" asked Link, back to being impatient. The two teams down below were shivering, still scared about what they had just seen.
"Once the rest of the fights are over and they tell us what we have to do next time."
"I thought you said your fights lasted two hours."
"Well, it depends on who I'm fighting. Those little wimps weren't worth my time. I had to end it. It was just a disgrace sharing the battlefield with such scum."
"What was with that one sick guy? He coughed blood when I hardly scratched him!"
"See? They're wimps. Now you understand why it went by so quick."
"Winner: Team 40! Next match: Team 41 versus Team 42!"
"Only a few more fights now. I wonder what the next event will be…last time it was a race. But I know Firah's changed it."
Link looked at his new sword. On one side, it said MADE IN GORON VILLAGE, and above it, STAINLESS STEEL. Link wondered why it said that, when the small bloodstain from the sick man was still on the tip of the blade.
Dark Link focused on the fight going on. That guy stole his move! The man had green hair, the same style as the Kafei Fan Club people, and red eyes, which seemed to glow from where Dark Link was.
The man jumped onto his opponent's long sword, and chopped his head off with one smooth motion.
"Winner: Team 41! Next match: Team 43 versus Team 44!"
Fierce Deity gasped as he saw Team 44's leader. He was covered in a dark blue cloak, almost like a Garo Master's. But there were no visible eyes, and his shoes were also covered. His arms were inside of his cloak.
"It's…Warih," Fierce Deity said, getting up.
"Yet another weird name," said Link, emptying the box of popcorn. "Just who names their kid 'Warih'?"
"A very intelligent person," Fierce Deity said, sitting back down. "Watch him. You'll see what I mean."
Warih bowed towards the leader of the other team, and jumped back, as water started to pour out of his sleeves. It moved around the arena, and soaked into the stone. Everyone waited for something to happen, but nothing did.
The other team drew their swords and rushed forward. As soon as their swords reached the other team's faces, they stopped in their tracks. Suddenly, Team 43 was encased in ice.
"See?" Fierce Deity said, slapping Link's hand as it came near his box of popcorn. "Just for that, you're gonna have to get your own from now on."
"So he moved the water through the cracks in the stone?" said Dark Link, evaluating the technique. "Impressive."
"There were a whole bunch of cool wizards in Termina back then. Me being one of them, of course."
"Winner: Team 44! Next match: Team 45 versus Team 46!"
Link got up, and walked to the entrance, to get some more popcorn. He didn't care to watch the rest of the fights. It didn't matter. Their team had won, so they were going to the next round.
As soon as he got to the concessions, he noticed a strange smell. He looked around, and his eyes rested on the wiped out body of Skull Kid.
"Link…"Skull Kid said, panting. His feathers were small now, and his gloves were blue. "I…found you…"
"I told you he would be here!" Tatl said, hitting Tael on the head. "And you said to look in—"
"Hi!" Link said, pulling Skull Kid to his feet with one hand. "How'd you know where to find me?"
"Navi told us where the barrier opened up a bit, so we came. Turns out that she knew all about Fierce Deity's plan."
"Did she tell you what he wants to do this for?"
"No, she's not telepathic. How would she know?" Tael said, without thinking that telepathy doesn't actually let you read minds, but talk to others through them.
Link sighed, and offered them some popcorn, not remembering that popcorn was only from some other world that Fierce Deity had visited at some point. He explained what it was, and they took some, getting just as hooked on it as Link had.
"So, you coming back with us?" asked Skull Kid.
"No," replied Link, startling all of them.
"No? But you have to!"
"Then why'd you ask me in the first place?"
"I don't know!"
"Anyway, the prize is having one wish granted. So why wouldn't I try?"
"You could die!"
"That'd be better than being stuck in Termina forever," Link said, not realizing that this was almost an insult to them, since they'd lived in Termina their whole lives. "I mean, this way I have a chance at going back home."
"Or you could just wait until it's over," Skull Kid said. "The only reason you can't right now is because they made this barrier so they could have the tournament."
"You have a point. But at least I'll have something to do. It lasts a whole year."
"Well I guess I can't change your mind…" Skull Kid said, getting up. "Guess we'll see you later."
"The first fights are almost over," Link said. "We should be done here in a few minutes. See ya then!"
Link walked back into the stadium, buying yet another box of popcorn on the way.
"Where've you been?" asked Fierce Deity, as the last match started. "You missed the best fight of them all!"
"Sorry, but Skull Kid found me back there."
"Oh, Skull Kid..." Fierce Deity said, remembering. "I see. Well the last match is almost over." At his words, the two teams both used the same technique, and wiped each other out. "Man, another tie."
"That's three ties," Dark Link said. "Well, it's over."
Suddenly, each of the Links were standing, with the rest of the winners, in an empty clearing. Fierce Deity looked around for Warih, and saw him at the other side of the clearing.
"Congratulations!" said Firah, holding his arms out. "The remaining twenty-two teams, you have completed the first round of the Trivulian Tournament! Now I will explain the next event. Everyone, the second round will be a relay race. Only 20 teams will be able to pass. The other two will be disqualified. Everyone understand?" Fierce Deity sighed, and Warih groaned. "Good. Now, you are free to go."
Fierce Deity grabbed Dark Link's shoulder, and they disappeared. If only Link knew where they were going…but he had to go see Skull Kid and the two fairies. Out of obligation, obviously. He started walking towards the forest, and in the corner of his eye, he could see Warih following him.
Okay, post any thoughts on this chapter, and if there are any typos I missed, tell me.
Lol, I had to quote myself just so I could post again. Stupid computer.
As you may have noticed, there are still some survivors of the Wizards of Termina. The ones that were evil were not all destroyed, but in fact, had been changed, and were good again (except one). But some still had evil secrets, alliances, and grudges.
For example, Warih was still in alliance with Sharp, the composer from Ikana Canyon who sold his soul to the devil. He held a grudge against everyone who opposed him, and that included Flat, Sharp's brother.
Link, of course, had met both ghosts along his journey in Termina. He had learned the Song of Storms from Flat, and played it when he met Sharp, so he could heal him and the land of Ikana.
"Why are you following me?" asked Link, walking through the snow of the Lost Woods, tired of being stalked.
"Do you know someone named Sharp?" Warih asked, still not showing himself, but hiding in the shadows as if Link had never noticed him.
"Sharp?" Link couldn't remember anyone named…wait, yes! The one composer from Ikana! "Oh yeah, I know him."
"What happened to him?" Warih's tone of voice stayed the same, yet Link could feel a small bit of anger coming from the wizard.
"He…uhh…told me to save Ikana from the monster in Stone Tower, and I did," Link said, leaving out many things that he couldn't remember, such as the rude way he had been treated when Sharp attacked him with a strange curse. He also didn't remember how he had played the Song of Storms to help Sharp repent.
"But he's no longer in Ikana," Warih said, finally stepping away from his hiding spot. "I've searched all over. There aren't any Gibdos, or Garos, or even a Poe. Just some damned crows!" Obviously, Warih didn't know their technical name was Guay, and not Crow.
"Well I guess the ghosts went to the afterlife or something…"
Warih paused. "I will meet you again Link," he said, before disappearing.
Link shrugged, and went on looking for Skull Kid.
Skull Kid picked up the Bunny Hood, feeling its soft texture, and put it on his head. It fit really well.
"Why don't we go see Link?" asked Tatl, going in circles over Skull Kid's head.
"Because he doesn't care about us," Skull Kid replied, kicking a rock. "He just wants to get back to Hyrule. He hates Termina."
"Oh, I see," Tael said, finally understanding. "So you took that personally? He's been away from his home for seven years, of course he's gonna be like that."
"But…he didn't even mention us…" Skull Kid said. "He didn't say that we were the only thing he liked about Termina. He just said he wished he was in Hyrule. What kind of friend does that?"
Link walked near them, but stopped when he heard this. He jumped behind a tree, and listened.
"I'm sure he didn't mean—"
"Shut up Tael! I'm starting to get annoyed by your stupid nonsense. It's always 'Well he didn't mean it', and 'It wasn't his fault'! Don't you ever care about me?"
"I was just trying to—"
"See? There you go again. Always making me look like the bad guy!"
Link peered over his shoulder at Skull Kid, and noticed that the Bunny Hood was on his head. What a relief! If he had that, they'd win the second round of the tournament really easy! They might have to modify it a bit, but it could work.
Then again, Skull Kid didn't seem to be in a very giving mood. And if he came in now, they'd know he had heard some of their conversation. But Tael was right. And Skull Kid…sounded just like he had before, when the four giants left for the four directions in Termina. He thought that Link didn't like him anymore. This could be bad…then again, Majora was gone, so there was no danger of that.
So what could Link say? "I'm sorry I want to go home"? "I'm sorry, but Termina's just plain boring"? It's not like telling the truth would actually help here. Skull Kid was becoming more alone than ever. And he didn't want the truth. He couldn't handle the truth!
"Hey, who's there?" asked Tatl, sensing Link behind the tree. She started floating towards him, and Link gulped. There was no way out of it now…
Dark Link sighed. "And…just what do you want me to say?"
"I dunno. Something…romantic," said Fierce Deity. "Girls like guys who are a bit more sensitive. I mean, take Link for example. When he's around girls, he'll help them out. Unless they're trying to kill him of course."
"Yeah, but it doesn't seem like she needs help with anything right now," Dark Link commented, staring at the castle, which was almost teasing him, saying "There's no way she'll like you, so get out of here!"
"Well…try to be flattering. Girls like guys saying they're beautiful."
"That wouldn't be too hard."
"Only thing is, don't say it too often. That gets annoying."
"Well if I'm not doing that for an hour, what do I do?"
"Umm…I'm not exactly sure. Beyond that, it depends on the girl. I mean, I was never that good with women, so I'm probably not the best person to ask."
"Well, she seems to be very interested in Link's well being."
"Yeah, that's not gonna help you though. She'll be thinking about him instead of you. I suggest you make yourself look more…handsome."
"I really have no idea. Try wearing a tux or something."
"Never mind. I guess we'll have to think of something else…If only Ganondorf hadn't been beaten yet…then you could save her from a monster or something. Girls like it when you save them. That's why Ruto won't leave Link alone. But sometimes it doesn't work. I'm guessing it will with Zelda. Now we just need a monster…"
"No! What if I can't?"
"Even better! Then the monster will kidnap her, and you'll get stronger and save her! The perfect plan!"
"I don't like the idea of her being captured by some stupid monster. What if it kills her?"
"Don't worry, I can control any monster I create or summon," Fierce Deity said, knowing that Dark Link was thinking about what had happened to the person at the tournament who had been summoning monsters. "I'll command it to pretend to kill her. Maybe it'll…put her to sleep! Then she won't remember any of it. And you can try it again, until you win."
"Now this sounds more like a game," Dark Link said, studying the men who were trying to create a new moat. It looked like…yeah, the green-haired guy from the tournament!
"I mean, sure, you'd have to stop after a while, because she'd notice if one day it's November, next it's January. But all in all, it's a pretty good plan. And you know what? I'll set it in motion right now!"
"No!" Dark Link grabbed Fierce Deity's arm before he moved one inch. "I don't want to put her in danger!"
Fierce Deity grinned, and disappeared into thin air. The man with green hair turned, staring directly at Dark Link.
"Dammit!" Dark Link said, noticing that Mr. Green Hair mouthed the same word after him.
Zelda walked aimlessly through the castle, which had been built rather quickly, after the fall of Ganon's Tower. A few of the walls were still being put together, but she insisted on living in the castle as soon as possible.
Zelda opened a door, and took out a long blue rug, rolled up to fit the space of the closet. She walked towards the throne that would soon be hers, and set it down at its foot. She slowly unrolled it, walking backwards.
It was just the other day when Ruto had asked if she was still going to be mortal, even though Link wouldn't be coming back for another year. She had said yes, since there was no one else to be the King or Queen of Hyrule, and she quite enjoyed the small things that the immortal sages could no longer experience.
Though it may seem strange, she was no longer annoyed by pain. She welcomed it, thinking of the day she would never feel it again. It felt good to be human (or Hylian, really). She enjoyed eating, which was also something the immortals didn't need. Food was wonderful, and she didn't want to give it up just yet.
But along with staying, she decided to make a few changes. From now on, she would help with things like cleaning or farming, or anything that she had never dared help her soldiers do in the past. She felt a bit more obligated to help, now that her position had been taken away for seven years. If she wanted her job, she had to work for it.
A new soldier had enlisted just the other day, and was now in charge of the work to rebuild the town. He had green hair, and glowing red eyes. She thought he was handsome, and allowed him into some places that other guards were not allowed. He never took it for granted, never stole from her, and was loyal. There was nothing more she could ask of him.
This very day, she was thinking of making him her new bodyguard, after Impa had been made a sage. She didn't really need a bodyguard, but she got lonely on occasion, since her father was dead, and the guards were not very friendly, but more like robots (if she knew what those were).
Zelda looked out of the window, after making sure the rug was straight, and sighed. The whole country was waiting…waiting for her to marry, so there would be a King. They didn't exactly like the thought of having Zelda be the leader forever, and if she turned immortal, there was no way her family would go on any longer. (Elections had never even been thought up. If she didn't have an heir, eventually democracy might've been devised for the first time.)
She hated having this sort of pressure on her, but she couldn't do anything about it. She knew not to rush love, and waited for the day when it would find her. And ever since the new guard came, she thought she had found it, though she didn't want to make rash decisions.
Zelda stared hard at a strange color in the sky far away. A thunderstorm? But it was the end of November! Why would there be rain and lightning when it had just been snowing? As soon as she decided to check it out, a bolt of lightning struck in the middle of Hyrule Field. Lon Lon Ranch!
Okay, once again, please tell me what you think. If you see any typos, be sure to tell me.
Edit: Now 19 takes it's place, in hopes of distribution helping the flow. Now there are two chapters here!
Fierce Deity paced the small stretch of forest. The monster was summoned already. Now he had time to himself.
Suddenly, his head ached. A memory was trying to surface. Something...there was something important he'd forgotten...He used the Recall Spell on himself, sitting down.
Fierce Deity was not named Fierce Deity until he was thirteen. Before that, he was Luke. He didn't like his name, but complaining about it was never his main concern. He was more occupied with yelling at his parents for the fate they had forced him to endure. His whole life, he'd been told it was his destiny to destroy Majora. But why? He'd never been told the reason.
At the age of nine, he rebelled against his parents, who were giving him sword training, and ran away. As foolish as you would expect a nine-year-old to be, he was rather smart, thanks to training, and because he'd been away from home a lot. He'd seen how people acted, and how he should act. People didn't believe he was any smarter than the Bombers, and it was easy for him to disguise himself as one of them.
He left from East Clock Town, where he faced Bombchus. He still had his sword, so he took them out, and thanks to his training, he did it effortlessly. He made it to the wall that separated him from Ikana Canyon, where he was surrounded by Bombchus.
As it seemed all was lost, a man in a blue cloak came from nowhere, and the Bombchus froze into six blocks of ice, without any reason. "Are you okay?" the man asked. His hood somehow created a veil of darkness through which Luke could not see the man's face.
"Y-yeah," Luke said, cautiously. He knew not to trust strangers, even if they just saved his life. "Who are—?"
"My name is Warih," Warih replied. "You?"
Warih? What kind of name was that? Luke didn't know if he could trust him, even if he wasn't that well known. "Luke," he replied hesitantly.
"And what are you doing around here? It's dangerous in Ikana," he warned, crouching so he was at eye level with Luke. Not waiting for an answer, he said, "Well, since you're here, how 'bout some lunch?"
Agreeing, Luke followed Warih to Ikana Canyon, Warih using his powers to make Luke float over the rock wall. All the while he was making sure his sword was ready for a fight, just in case. Warih sensed his anticipation, and turned to face him.
"Calm down kid," he said, walking backwards, motioning to the Octoroks to stop them from attacking. They bowed to Warih, and turned to ice. "Us, we're the same—runaways. Loners, the scum of the—well, maybe not that. The thing is," Warih jumped onto the first frozen Octorok, "we're both…away from…home." He landed on the opposite side, finishing his sentence, then beckoned Luke to follow. "Let me guess, your parents were the reason, huh?"
"Sorta, " Luke said, knowing that it wouldn't matter if he gave the information in small chunks, as he did when not really wanting to answer.
"'Sorta'? It's a yes or no question," Warih said, proving the point.
"Well, yes," Luke said, as he started to explain the whole reason he had been chosen as Termina's hero, because of Warih's prodding.
"I see…then, if I'm correct…" Warih floated to the ledge to his right, and once again beckoned Luke.
"Are you crazy?" Luke exclaimed, seeing that the ledge was too far away to jump to. If Warih wasn't going to help him get up, how could he? Maybe this man wasn't to be trusted.
"Just command your body to float. It's simple."
"What? I can't fly!"
"Fly? Whoever said this was flying? It's magic! Just imagine your body floating up here, and command it to do your will."
Luke turned to leave by the frozen Octoroks, but Warih had unfrozen them. "Let me go!"
"Luke, your parents obviously know less about you than I do. And I only knew that someone was cursed by this…I never thought it would be a little kid!"
"Why does everyone keep saying my fate's sealed?" Luke shouted at him, dodging a rock spit out by the Octorok.
"Because it is! Duh! Why else? Majora gave you a sample of his power, just so you could fight him fairly. That small power includes magic." Warih stopped Luke's protests by sealing his mouth with a thin layer of ice, combining his lips. "Listen, your parents might've taught you swordsmanship, but against Majora, it isn't gonna help much. You need to learn to control the magic inside of you."
Luke backed away, and jumped into the lake. He was a good swimmer, since his parents had taught him how. He swam to the other side of the river, and climbed up.
"Don't betray your potential!" Warih shouted, coming towards him. Having an idea, he snapped his fingers, and Luke's sword came into his hands. The piece of ice on Luke melted away, as Warih accepted his arguments. "Now do you want to leave? It'll be pretty dangerous on the way back. Nejiron aren't that friendly. And it seemed that last time, the Bombchus weren't giving you such a warm welcome either."
Luke had no idea what Nejiron were, but guessed that was what Warih had waved his hand over the ground for when they had passed the boulders. "Give it back!"
"Nope. You've gotta get up here and take it back yourself!" Warih floated to the top of the canyon, and walked along the edge, idly trying to fit the sword's scabbard on his waist. "I can wait forever, but will you?"
Luke scowled. He ran to the Octoroks, and waited for Warih to freeze them. When he didn't, he pushed past his annoyance and searched for the magic that would freeze them.
"Hold your hand out to them," Warih instructed. "Then imagine them frozen. Once you've got the picture in your head, demand your body to shoot ice at them."
Luke tried to imagine them frozen, but even with the memory of them frozen before, it wouldn't work. His patience left him, and he demanded his hand to shoot ice at them. What did it matter if he pictured them frozen? If he just shot ice out, it should freeze them, right?
Fighting back the sense of how stupid this was, he screamed when a small trickle of water came from his palm. He had never expected this magic to actually be real. Him, a wizard? That didn't seem right. He had heard stories about wizards, but they were all about some mysterious person coming in and out of people's lives, making things easier for them, so they could get something in return. They always seemed to be the guys with all the breaks. That wasn't something Luke would think to be his description.
"Leave some water for the fishies," Warih said sarcastically. "Make it colder. Make it into a freezing snow."
Luke, his hand shaking with his fear at his ability, held it facing the Octoroks again. He tried again to force himself to freeze them, but all he was able to do was make his hand wet with lukewarm water.
"Dang, you suck at this," Warih commented, making Luke curse at him with anger. "Hey, watch your language squirt. I could kill you with a flick of my finger, so be careful what you say to me."
Luke gritted his teeth, wanting more than anything to beat up Warih. If he could get up there, maybe he could… Why was he even trying to freeze the Octoroks? He could just fly up and get his sword back…if the effort didn't leave him to fall into the water to face his death. The force of the water could surely kill if you dropped from that height. (Or so it seemed)
Luke gulped, and decided to just float over the Octoroks, and get to the ledges to climb up. The second he tried to imagine himself floating, an Octorok spit a rock at him. Before getting hit, he lifted from the ground. He hadn't even tried to! He just…wanted to get away from the projectile.
With the new sensation of floating came uneasiness. He became slightly dizzy, and flipped upside down, his blood rushing to his head. He felt like throwing up, as his inability to control his direction as he soared in the air almost made him slam into the ground. His idea of floating made him think that he had to be on his feet, so he tried to move back to his previous position, gravity preventing him.
After a minute of struggling, he fell to the ground, the spell breaking. He felt even more worn-out and dizzy than during the small flight. Warih laughed heartily, almost making his face visible from the cloak's hood.
Anger boiled in Luke, and he reached for the magic again. Now it seemed…almost as if it were an object in his mind. Something he could pick up and fight with, like a sword. It was in his grasp…
Luke jumped into the air, over the Octoroks, over the canyon wall, and punched Warih in the face, sending him flying right into the Music House. Luke fell to the ground, glad he was not descending into the river. His feet touched the dirt softly, but at the last moment, his head ached. He put his hands on his ears, as a piercing screech went through them.
Warih slowly got to his feet, watching Luke struggle with the effects of the sudden magic burst. He took the sword from his waist, and started towards Luke, to hand it to him. "G-good job," he said, having already made his blood go back into his hurt nose.
"W-what…what's h-happening?" Luke said, before screaming as the pain reached its peak. He slowly took his hands away as the feeling subsided. He put one shaky hand out to grab the sword. It felt heavy in his weakened arms.
"I knew it!" said Warih, kneeling down to meet his eyes. "You're one of those Emotion Wizards! I thought Eleah was the last."
Luke shook his head to gain control again. Eh-lie-yah? Who was that? And Emotion Wizards? "W-what are you talking about?"
"Don't you get it? You were only able to use the magic with so much power because you were angry!" Warih took a vial from his cloak, which was filled with an orange liquid. He handed it to Luke, motioning for him to drink. "But be careful when you do that. As you've found out, it hurts a lot afterward. But with training, you should be able to use it for future use. Some spells can only be used with reserve energy like that. Like Spirit Disorientation. But right now, you should just try to learn how to do simple spells without using anger."
Luke looked down at his hands. He was a wizard. It gave him a strange feeling. The magic inside of him became the slightest bit more tangible, as it had when he'd been angry. Maybe it would be easier now.
"Well, I guess I can teach you for a while," Warih continued. "But after that, you'll probably have to go to a magic school. There's only so much I can teach you, since I mostly control water. But I can show you the simple spells."
Luke nodded, still in reflection. He followed Warih to Ikana Castle, where they met with a Garo who gave them some food. They ate lunch, and camped in the first room in the castle, after Warih killed the Redeads. Luke went to sleep by Warih's command. Sleeping was supposed to help the reserve energy store itself, no matter how little of it was left after the pain. But the horrible experience followed into his dreams, giving him the worst of nightmares. He hoped there was a spell to make dreams pleasant.
"Link?" asked Tatl, turning the corner, coming face-to-face with Link.
"Don't blow my cover!" Link whispered. He added, "I just came to find you guys, but it doesn't look like I'm wanted here..."
"Who's there Tatl?" asked Skull Kid, a bit of anger still in his voice.
"Uhh, no one!" Tatl quickly shouted to them. She watched Link mouth the words "Thank you", and flew back to the others, doing a small loop in the air.
"Anyway, I think we should head back to Clock Town," Tael said, understanding from Tatl's delay and his signal loop that Link must've been there. "Link'll probably come sooner or later."
"Yeah…" Skull Kid sighed, taking off the Bunny Hood. "And when he does…"
Skull Kid threw the Bunny Hood on the ground, and stomped on it. He walked away, his hands clenched into fists.
Link waited until they left his sight, and ran to get the mask. As soon as he picked it up, he wished he hadn't. Skull Kid had thrown it into a particularly muddy area. The whole thing was dark brown, and the ears had mud dripping off the ends.
Link looked around him. He knew this whole forest by now, so he knew exactly where he was, and where the nearest stream was. It was a long walk, and the sky was starting to get dark.
Suddenly, he realized something. There wasn't any snow! When he had left the Lost Woods, it had been covered in snow. Now…it was almost like summer again! He knew Termina's days were fast, but this was ridiculous! He hadn't been away for even a day! Only a few days could've passed in Termina…unless there was another difference in their timelines.
Link, with this thought in mind, headed for Termina, forgetting what Skull Kid had threatened, and also dropping the Bunny Hood without thinking.
There were many ideas that ran through Fierce Deity's mind once he decided to unleash a monster. He didn't want to destroy the castle, so he'd have to have it a fair distance from the town. But it had to be somewhere that would make Zelda come. And Lon Lon Ranch was the perfect place.
Zelda first ran to the house, and looked inside. Malon was setting plates on the table.
"Hi Zelda!" Malon greeted, obviously unaware of the lightning that had just struck on her own ranch. "What're ya doin' here?"
"Malon, come with me!" Zelda grabbed Malon, and dragged her outside, just as an explosion came from the storage shed across the ranch.
The green-haired guard ran to the field, and faced the menace that Fierce Deity had decided on, after thinking of all the different creatures from each different world.
It was huge. It had five legs, all equally spread out along its side. Its head was almost like a cube, and it had three eyes, in the same place they would be on a die. The rest of its body was a huge red sphere, which must've been pretty lightweight, since it wasn't bending its knees, if it had any.
"Please step back, Princess," the green-haired man said. He took out a sword, the same as the one he had used at the tournament, and rushed forward. The creature opened a wide mouth, and sucked air in. The man started to swerve to the right, and avoided the monster's inhaling breath.
Zelda couldn't believe it. Link had recently stopped Ganondorf. Why was there a monster in Hyrule? At the most unexpected moment (just then), they all heard the sound of a horse's hooves beating against the ground. Zelda looked back to the entrance to the ranch, and gasped.
There was a mysterious figure in a cloak riding a light brown horse, heading straight for them. In the light of the almost set sun, she could see under the cloth. It looked just like Link!
The horse drew closer, and in a few seconds, everyone could see Dark Link, as he jumped off his steed. Of course, everyone thought it was Link, but Zelda could tell by the dark cap on his head when he pulled away his hood.
"He's gone too far this time…" Dark Link muttered, walking slowly to the field. He stopped, and turned to Zelda. "Who's that green-haired guy?" Zelda didn't reply. Dark Link turned back to the field, running now.
Dark Link stepped onto the field, and took out the Longshot. Pointing it at the creature's sphere, he expected it to grapple him to it, but instead, the sphere deflated. Strong wind blew out of the side, yet wasn't strong enough to make it to the others.
The creature turned, its deflated side swinging back and hitting the guard. Dark Link shot at the creature's eye, but it threw one of its legs up to deflect it. Seeing that this was now useless, Dark Link took out his sword, and rushed forward.
The creature opened its mouth again, and inhaled. Dark Link couldn't stop himself from being sucked in, so he let the creature bring him closer. It was what he wanted, wasn't it?
Dark Link stuck his sword in the ground before he lifted from it. He held tight to his sword's hilt, and wasn't sucked up. The monster couldn't keep this up any longer, so he blew out, and Dark Link once again stood his ground. As soon as the creature was out of breath to blow, Dark Link pulled his sword out of the ground, and dashed for the creature's legs.
In a few minutes, all five legs were cut. The creature no longer had any way to defend itself, and somehow self-destructed.
He had done it. But this didn't seem like what Fierce Deity had said he would do. When Dark Link looked around, he found that the green-haired soldier was gone. When Dark Link returned to the crowd, they praised him.
"Good job Link!" A guard said.
"Nice to have you back, Sir Link!" Another said. Obviously they still believed he was the Hero of Time coming back to save the ranch.
"Dark Link?" asked Zelda, unable to understand why Dark Link had come in the first place. "What happened?"
"Fierce Deity. He just won't quit," Dark Link replied, sheathing his sword in a makeshift scabbard. "If anything happens, I'll be at Lake Hylia, so don't hesitate to ask me for help."
Dark Link hopped onto his horse, and turned it around. Zelda couldn't stop thinking that he looked pretty cool…much more handsome than that green-haired guy.
"Well, how'd you…" Zelda didn't want to give away her feelings. Especially in front of her people. But there was something she could do. She was low on guards at the moment... "How would you like to serve as one of my guards?"
"You do seem to be one man short…" Dark Link said, referring to the green-haired man. "Okay. But I'm still going to the lake for now. There's something I have to take care of. See you tomorrow…Queen."
Zelda smiled. Dark Link had been the first to call her "Queen". For some reason, everyone still referred to her as "Princess", even though there was no King or Queen around anymore except her. Maybe it was just because they were so used to calling her that.
Dark Link smiled back, and turned, riding away into the night. So the plan had worked…he felt a great relief as his horse jumped over a fence, every step taking him closer to the lake. Things were looking up.
Fierce Deity appeared in the world of Hyto, on the porch of the person he desperately wanted to meet. He rung the doorbell, but there was no answer. She's hiding again, huh? he thought, noticing a handwritten note on the door, which had just appeared.
He took the note, and read it through three times.
Please stop following me! I've had enough of your stupid games! If you loved me that much, you'd understand that I don't! If you come near me one more time, I will destroy you.
"How cute…" Fierce Deity whispered. "I wish she would at least sign her name…Well, no point in staying here!" He started to shout, making sure that she heard him. "I know when I'm not wanted!"
"Obviously not!" shouted the woman Fierce Deity was pursuing.
"I'll be back!" Fierce Deity said, snapping his fingers, as he disappeared.
Dark Link pulled off his cloak, and threw it onto the small platform with the Triforce on it. He jumped into the lake, and dived down. He didn't have the Iron Boots, so diving was all he could do. And he couldn't get down that far.
He tried gripping onto the hole that the blue jewel in the wall had left, but his hand slipped from its smooth sruface. Once he got farther down than that, and tried to pull himself lower, using the edge of the opening. But he had gone too deep. He'd needed to resurface.
As the moon finally rose over the horizon, the sun trying to dive under the opposite line of the landscape, he decided that he would have to find another way down there. His eyes drifted…to the tree. Wood! His Longshot could grapple to wood!
Dark Link ran to the tree, and slashed at it with his wet sword. Nothing. The tree was as hard as a rock! Well…the branches!
He used his Longshot to grapple to the top of the tree. He chopped a branch off, which was hard to cut as well, while hanging from his hands. He let go, the branch in his hand, and hit the ground hard.
He studied the branch's weight. Not only was it hard as a rock, it was heavy as a rock! Dark Link, satisfied, threw the branch into the water, watched it sink, and pointed his Longshot at it.
"So you're Dark Link…" said a strange voice from behind him. Dark Link turned, and there was the green-haired man.
"Who are you?" Dark Link asked quickly.
"First tell me who sent you here," he said, his eyes glowing more than ever.
"I sent myself here! This is where I used to live!"
"Is that so?" The man looked around. "Then that must mean…"
"Who are you?" Dark Link repeated. But he wasn't expecting the answer he received. No one could've expected his answer. No one could've believed his answer. Yet no one could prove it wrong either, since Link had shown people that time travel was indeed possible. Of course, it didn't need to be proven at the moment.
The man answered, referring to his purpose, "I am you."
Well, weren't expecting that, were you? Anyway, please tell me what you think, if you find any typos, or anything else.
You dummy, that makes no sense, that Ganon would make a human version of Dark Link, when he just destroies most humans
Who said that? It is by no means a human version. And who said it was Ganon?
Fierce Deity sighed as he sat against the tree again. Another recalling. When would he get to the important part?
Luke awoke, and he felt even more awake than ever. It must've been the reserve energy taking its course. Or maybe the orange drink Warih had given him? Either way, Luke didn't feel like sleeping, as he usually did when he awoke.
"Awake, are you?" Warih asked, drinking water that he squirted from his palm. "You've been out for a longer time than I thought. It's morning."
Luke got up, and Warih offered him a drink, which he refused. He reached for his magic, and was surprised when it seemed to be reaching out for him as well. It grabbed his conscious, and he was unable to understand what was happening before him.
He could see a figure walking to the entrance, but the colors were all gone, and the walls were invisible, revealing the outside of the castle. Warih beckoned him, and Luke struggled to keep his vision right, as the things he saw moved right when he went left, and vice versa.
Warih laughed. "Maybe you had too much. That potion should've just kept in the energy, not completely heighten your magic." Warih waved a hand, and everything returned to normal. "See, that's what happens when you have too much energy. Any more, and you coulda died!"
"Sure, you tell me that now," Luke said, rubbing his eyes, relieving the strange feeling.
Warih led him to a cave, which had a spring in it. There were a few pillars around it, and there was something poking out of the ceiling. Luke was about to ask why they were there when a ghost appeared from nowhere.
"Warih!" said the ghost. "And who might this be?"
"This is Luke. I've decided to train—"
"Another one?! Didn't you learn your lesson already? Eleah was bad enough."
There was that name again. Eleah…something about that name made Luke feel uneasy. Had he heard it before?
"This is different! He's the chosen hero of Termina!"
"Really?" The ghost looked at Luke with an unfathomable expression. "Hmm…"
"So I was thinking…Majora's been messing this place up for a while. We might as well help Luke kill him."
"Well…I don't feel like having any more of my dear Garos killed, so be careful when you train."
With that, Warih led Luke back out to the canyon. He turned to Luke. "Okay, now to start your lessons. First, I oughta teach you how to teleport. It might be hard to learn, but it'll help in the long run."
Luke tried to comprehend the conversation between Warih and the ghost. "Who was that?"
"That was Sharp. He's a good friend of mine, and he's offered all of Ikana as my training grounds. He's been a ghost for a long time, since Majora came and corrupted him. Sold his soul to the devil, he has."
"And who's Eleah?" Luke could sense Warih becoming tense at this.
"He was…an Emotion Wizard, like you… But he also had amazing control over electricity. So…yeah, he ran away from the magic school and…we never saw him again."
Pushing aside the topic, Warih summoned an iceberg, which was almost as big as Ikana Castle itself. Half of it was dry, and half was wet. Water dripped off of it on all sides. Warih pointed at the center, and inside, there formed a sort of bubble.
"Okay, I want you to teleport yourself into the hollow part there," Warih said, still pointing at it. "Concentrate on that point, and demand your body to be there."
Luke once again reached for the magic, yet not too much, in fear of the strange feeling he had had earlier. It didn't connect to him, but he grabbed a small chunk of it. The small power felt massive in his mind. He demanded it to make his body move into the ice. He could feel the power getting ready, tried to regulate it, as not to use too much, and released.
Nothing happened. Warih boomed with laughter. "You have to focus more than that! I said demand yourbody, not the magic. I can feel what you do," Warih explained before Luke was able to question him.
Luke reached for the magic again. It seemed offended, for it backed away from his conscious. The harder he tried, the more it tried to pull away. "You fool!" Warih said. "Leave it alone! Leave it!"
Luke frantically tried to stop focusing on it. The idea of not focusing on it seemed weird, and the more he tried, the harder it was. He tried staring at the ice to clear his mind.
"What happened?" Luke asked, as Warih relaxed.
"You angered the magic!" Warih exclaimed, seating himself on the ground. "Looks like this'll take more time than I thought."
"Angered the magic?" Luke said awkwardly.
"What'd you think? It got mad because you demanded it to teleport you! Magic doesn't just do whatever you want!"
"What do you mean?"
Warih sighed. "Magic is a living force. It goes along with your personality, and helps you when you need it. But if you're gonna train yourself, you're gonna have to become its friend."
"Exactly. Think of it as another person. It's got feelings too. It'll only help you if you help it. Course, it's hard to find a way to help magic. Only seven people have ever accomplished that, including myself. It's different for everybody."
Luke couldn't help showing annoyance at this. There were so many rules to magic! "So what do I do first?"
"Apologize? How am I supposed to do that?"
Warih just sighed, and leaned back. Luke judged that this meant he should just think of it himself. He reached out loosely towards the magic, thinking the words "I'm sorry" in his head. The second conscious made a strange humming noise, and Luke guessed it was laughing. Then it touched his conscious gently, giving a small bit of itself to him.
"Good," said Warih, chuckling. "Now try it. I think it's decided to trust you again. Just demand your body to teleport, and the magic will do it for you."
Luke tried not to focus on the magic, but when he demanded his body to teleport, the magic ignored his request. It slowly disintegrated, and a bit of pain shot through his arm. The reserve energy was getting him for just trying to do magic.
"Wow…you really suck at this…"
"Shut up!" Luke reached for the magic again. It was obvious the magic hadn't forgiven him. It had just faked it. This time, it was completely against him. The annoyance and anger he had must've shown, for Warih was trying to warn him not to use it with anger. But it was too late.
In that second, immense cold engulfed Luke as he teleported into the iceberg. He fell hard on the ice, and his back almost froze. He was gonna get sick, that was for sure.
After sitting there for a few seconds, he automatically appeared back in his old spot. He was shivering, and the ground's heat only made it worse when he tried to get up. A slight breeze blew, and Warih quickly removed the water from his back.
"Okay, that was…stupid," Warih said, deciding not to compliment Luke after he saw him grip his ears again in pain. "Quickly, ask your magic to store that energy. Good. It should stop soon. Next time, it'll use that energy, and you won't have these after effects anymore."
"G-g-g-good…" Luke said, teeth chattering. The pain stopped abruptly, and he focused on the cold rather than the magic.
"Well, I guess we should wait 'til later to try this again," Warih said. He made the iceberg disappear, and a pool of water remained, yet was quickly sucked into the thirsty ground.
~Two Weeks Later~
Luke clapped his hands, and the Gibdos inside the ring of fire exploded. He turned to the Dinolfos in his way, and pointed to each one in turn. They tore in half easily, and allowed Luke to proceed to the left. A dead end. He touched his eyes, and put the other hand on the wall. There was another passage some four yards from this spot. He snapped his fingers, and appeared in it, facing a group of Death Armos.
He used Matter Manipulation and made them flip over and pound themselves into the ground. He walked on, turning right at the fork, and was finally at the end of the maze. In front of him was Warih, holding a blade of blue and white: the double helix sword. The sword Luke had been asking for ever since he saw Warih wield it.
"Well…that was sooner than I thought," Warih said, swinging the sword and sending out a disk of energy which Luke blocked with a small magic shield spell. He pulled out his own sword, and rushed forward, his magic trying to think of a technique he could use. In two weeks, he had become one with his magic, and learned all the magic he needed to know. At least, that was what he thought.
His sword glittered with a red edge, and as Warih blocked it, the double helix sword became unable to shoot disks again. "Well isn't that ingenious…" Warih commented, trying to call upon the magic for Double Wrath. It wouldn't work. "A Disabler spell? Good. I never thought of using it with a sword…"
Warih seemed to be somewhat relaxed in this fight. He wasn't jumping forward and making Luke block as he usually did. Now it was the other way around. Luke continued to strike, and each was met by a block or parry, which Luke expertly combated with strange new moves that would help him dodge any attacks while performing them. But somehow, Warih knew what his every move was going to be.
It was his magic that figured it out first. He's still monitoring me! It said, as it helped Luke feel the small strand of Warih's magic that leaked into his own. They tried severing it, but it was hard to do while concentrating on the fight. Warih took the chance and batted Luke's sword from his hand. All that work for nothing… Just like that, an overwhelming wave of anger came over Luke. He couldn't hear Warih's comments, nor his questions. He said quietly to his magic: "Spirit Disorientation".
Warih flew back and hit a wall. His head went down, but Luke could still sense his magic's consciousness. It was merely changing. Then again, "merely" is an understatement.
Luke immediately stored the reserve energy, and walked over to Warih. It wasn't until he reached him that he realized the seriousness of the spell. Warih's head was twitching, and Luke could sense the magic taking itself from his. As it left, it thrashed about his mind, and he was hurt in the same way reserve energy hurts. And it seemed like that pain was starting to reach Warih…what had he done?
"Luke…" Warih whispered, hardly able to speak. His hood almost flew up to reveal his face, but it seemed Luke would still have to wait to see it yet. "Go…go to…Hyto…" Warih's voice became hoarse, and very hard to comprehend. "Tell Firah…that I'm…his—"
Warih coughed loudly, and said no more. Luke stared at him for a long time. Why had he done this? The double helix sword wasn't worth this. Nothing was.
Warih fell unconscious, and just by touching Warih's magic with his own, Luke could tell the spell had done its deed. Warih was now mad. He wouldn't remember everything that had happened to him, but only what he wanted to remember. He had told Luke once that there was some sort of defence to this spell, but only the wise knew of it. For everyone else, you had to think of certain things right before the spell worked. As long as you thought of them, you would remember them. Everything else was gone forever.
Luke looked at Warih's limp body, thinking of his final sane words. Hyto…was that where the magic school was? And Firah…Warih told him a week ago that Firah was another of his apprentices who'd gone to the school. Tell him Warih was his what? Father? Brother? There was no way to tell now, unless Warih was able to keep it in his mind at the last second.
Fighting back his tears, Luke took the double helix sword and placed his old blade next to Warih in its sheath. There was nothing he could do now but what Warih had instructed for him. He let a few tears escape before demanding his body to be in Hyto.
Only a few people currently living in Termina even know about Hyrule, or the fact that it has a different time from them. The only people were the Happy Mask Salesman, who had come from Hyrule in the first place, the four giants, and strangely enough, Anju's grandmother (she told stories about Hyrule sometimes).
Link, of course, didn't know just who might know. And also, he didn't know just how much the world of Termina had changed since his departure. The worst part, he didn't know just how he'd get into Termina. Last time he'd used the Deku Mask, but now it was broken.
Standing on the grassy platform, overlooking the darkness below, he wondered just how he'd get to the next platform. There was such a huge distance between him and his destination. If only there was something to…grapple to. Link pulled out his Hookshot. He pointed knowingly at the small tree on the far platform. He shot.
The chain raced forward, but stopped just before the sad-looking tree. Link walked forward a bit more, and tried again. Just missed again. He carefully stood on the edge of the platform, and shot again, holding his arm out as far as it would go. He got it! Well, just barely. The end of the Hookshot was hardly stuck, but it was good enough. Why wasn't it pulling him along?
"Not working, is it?" asked a voice from behind Link. It was Fierce Deity. He could tell without looking.
"What's going on?" Link asked, suddenly feeling that this guy had something to do with it. Finally realizing that this trip was pointless now that Fierce Deity was there to answer his questions, Link pulled on the Hookshot. It took him a few good pulls for it to retract.
"I honestly don't know. Probably just rusty. You've had it for seven years, right?"
"Yeah, probably…" Link put he Hookshot back, not wanting to part with it even if it didn't work. "Do you know what's going on with the weather around here?"
"Well that's pretty random."
"Not really. It's what I came here to find out."
"I see…well, I have a hunch. And stop looking at me like that! I'm not trying to kill you by making you fall into some bottomless pit because I know you've got a rusty Hookshot!"
"What's happening then?" Link asked, not caring to add that Fierce Deity thought he was more suspicious than he really was.
"I don't know for sure, but…well, I guess I could check."
Fierce Deity chuckled. "It might be Laura. I think she's mad at me."
"'Laura'? Is that who you were talking to Firah about?"
"Yep. She's a wizard, just like the rest of us from Termina. But she's from a different world; Hyto."
Link sighed. "Then I guess we'll have to see her and find out."
Fierce Deity shook his head, not smiling anymore. "No, you can't."
"You got that?!" Fierce Deity was practically screaming. He pointed an accusing finger at Link. "She's mine! You can't have her!"
"Calm down!" Link exclaimed, taking a step back. "We just need to find out if she's the one doing this."
"R-right…" Fierce Deity said, coming back to his senses. He snapped his fingers, and they disappeared.
"You're…me?" Dark Link said doubtfully. "But how…?"
"Let me explain. I am…how should I put this…I'm Dark Dark Link. A shadow creature created to take you down, no matter what the competition. But you can call me Bob."
"B-but, you look so different!"
"I'm only a reflection of Zelda's old friend, designed to become King, by capturing Zelda's heart, instead of you. Her friend's name was Bob, right?"
"What? But that's crazy!" Dark Link said, ignoring his question, as he didn't know the answer.
"Yeah, it is, isn't it? I have no idea what he was thinking when he made me…"
Dark Link got a little suspicious. He? He? "By 'he', you mean…Fierce Deity, right?"
"Just who made you?"
"I don't know his name! He never tells anyone! Unless they're important..."
Dark Link looked behind himself at the lake. Maybe…it could wait. The night was approaching must faster now, and he might need light to find the opening. In the meantime, he could get some answers.
"Then why are you in the tournament?"
"Simple. After I marry Zelda, I'm going to kill you. And then he will rule the world!"
Dark Link didn't really see the benefit of ruling the world. Ganondorf had for a while, and he'd been killed because of it. Only kings and queens ruled fairly, it seemed.
"Where is your creator?" Dark Link asked with curiosity. If he could find out who was behind this, maybe he could ask him why. It didn't seem like "Bob" here knew anything about the intention other than world domination. And if whoever this was wanted it so bad, he could just do what Ganondorf did. There'd be no reason to send out a soldier who would kill Dark Link only. There had to be something else to it.
"Like I'd tell you! He's deep in hiding! If I reveal his location, you could have the whole army searching for him!"
"You don't know where he is, do you?"
Dark Link rolled his eyes, which he had learned from Fierce Deity. This guy was pathetic at lying. Even Dark Link could tell he had no clue where this guy was.
"Well, where'd you come from?" It seemed that would be the best place to start. Maybe the creator was still hanging around the place. Maybe he was nearby.
"Bob" looked around, as if people were spying on him from a distance. Not like he'd be able to spot them if they were. It was too dark for that. The moon wasn't yet over the woods on the far side of the lake. Only streams of light could get through the tight-packed trees, reaching the water's surface and lighting up certain spots underwater.
"I came from…here. The Water Temple."
Link looked around at a familiar forest surrounding. It looked just like the part of the Lost Woods that was in Hyrule! There were four different paths coming from their current location, and…it wasn't snowing here either!
Fierce Deity looked all around the small clearing, though Link couldn’t tell what he was looking at, since he had no pupils to show the direction of his gaze.
"Well, she's here somewhere," he said, sniffing now, as if the forest's scent was almost equal to Laura's, and he knew the difference. "It's just a matter of making her know I'm not stalking her."
Link sighed. Fierce Deity must really love this woman. Obviously she didn't. Of all the stupid things Fierce Deity could be accused of, this was the most idiotic.
"So what does she look like?" Link asked as they crossed into another clearing, north of their previous one.
"You'll see," Fierce Deity said, with a low growl. Link decided not to talk about her again. It seemed to make him mad if he just mentioned her.
"Well…why don't we try the Forest Meadow?" Link asked, thinking of how Saria always went there in Hyrule. Maybe Laura was a bit similar.
"That's where I'm going!" Fierce Deity said, stopping for a few seconds before answering. Obviously this hadn't occurred to him.
And it showed. He stopped before going east, and turned around, going west. If only they had a map. Link had the feeling that Fierce Deity must've had some sort of directions, because they never got lost, and never came back to the same clearing twice (at least, it didn't seem like it).
It wasn't long until they came to the Forest Meadow, which also resembled that of Hyrule's. It seemed like they would have to walk through the maze. But instead of walking into the opening, Fierce Deity climbed up onto the wall. Link, realizing that he was, in fact, tall enough to reach the top now, followed suit, with only a small bit of difficulty. And then he noticed that it had even more in common with Hyrule. There were Moblins pacing the maze, wielding long spears.
Fierce Deity pointed a finger at one of them, and it cut in half. He jumped to the next wall, and did the same to another unsuspecting Moblin. Link jumped after him, feeling this was a bit unnecessary, since the Moblins had no idea they were there, and weren't posing a threat. Before he could catch up enough for Fierce Deity to hear him, it was too late. They were all dead, and the only one that stood before them was one with a huge club.
Link shot his Hookshot at its arm, and it reached, stopping it. Fierce Deity looked behind him, wondering why Link had done that. He just shrugged and killed this Moblin the same way as the rest.
Link rushed forward and followed Fierce Deity up the stairs. The scene before them was the same as always. The Triforce sign on the ground, the tree stump, and the entrance to the Forest Temple. But on the stump, there was a clump of dark cloth, its hood facing the ground.
It slowly rose to its feet, and Link guessed by the smile on Fierce Deity's face that this was Laura. What was with wizards and cloaks?
"I told you I'd be back," Fierce Deity said. "Now my apprentice here was wondering about the—"
"Apprentice?! You're an evil, murdering lunatic! Who'd want to be taught by you?!" Link shouted.
"As I was saying, he's been wondering about the strange weather. And I was thinking that maybe, just maybe, you might be the cause of this."
Laura walked forward slowly. She stood in front of both of them, and removed the hood. Link couldn’t believe it. No wonder Fierce Deity liked her!
Her long blond hair fell down to her shoulders, and her green eyes glowed in the morning sun of Hyto. She was beautiful. And what was more, she wasn't looking at Fierce Deity, but at Link. She walked up to him, smiling. She looked him up and down, making Link nervous.
"Apprentice?" She said. "He looks more like your master. And he's much more handsome."
Link's face flashed red, and his heart beat faster. She grabbed Link's shoulders, and pulled him towards her, wrapping her arms around his neck, embracing him in a long, passionate kiss.
Well, how'd you like it? Thanks to SB for the girl's name. I woulda still been thinking of one if you hadn't told me that one.
Happy early birthday to Sonic Boom! (It's tomorrow) Can't wait to go to the party!
Anyway, I've finally got a great idea for where this story is going to end up going, and I know you're gonna like it. Well, here's chapter 12!
"Okay, let me get this straight," Dark Link said, completely ignoring the fact that the moon was almost on the opposite horizon by now. "Somebody, or something, created you from the Water Temple…because they wanted to stop me, and rule the world?"
"Yep. The only thing keeping him from it is you."
"How? I'm just—"
"You, sir, are the reason I can't do what I want. Forget my master, I can't even fight unless I see you fight. Which means…you can't do anything unless Link has the physical ability to do it, and I can't do anything unless I see you do it. Got it?"
"Well, that is a bit…complicated," Dark Link said. Just why was "Bob" even explaining this to him? "Didn't he tell you to kill me before—?"
"Look, I can't tell you everything right now. I've gotta meet with my master before tomorrow. Could you help me?"
Dark Link looked at him smugly. He could control this guy. If he went underwater, this guy could too. But if he didn't…
"No, I think I'll just leave," Dark Link said, starting for the bridge, picking up his cloak on the way. He pulled it over his almost dried clothes, and walked past Bob. "You can try and figure it out on your own."
"Wait!" Bob yelled at him in vain. He sighed, and smiled the same way Dark Link had when he realized his power over him. He had seen Dark Link dive in before…and when he got the branch. So he could swim down, and if it didn't work, he could just grab a branch and drop down quicker.
Dark Link, feeling triumphant, jumped back on his horse at the other end of the bridge, and rode out of the Lake Hylia area. His life was getting better, yet worse at the same time. He had some lunatic from the Water Temple trying to kill him and rule the world, yet he was now one of Zelda's knights. Of course, he'd have to get there in time for that to happen, and go through the standard procedure to do it, but it would take less than a day. And so ended November 15 for Dark Link.
Unfortunately, Fierce Deity and Link were not having so much luck. As soon as Laura let go of Link, who felt it strange that neither of them could feel his high fever of 200 degrees that had started when Laura kissed him, Fierce Deity froze. The whole scene seemed to have frozen him, making two opposite temperatures in one place.
"I'll see you tomorrow Link!" Laura said cheerfully. She looked at Fierce Deity with a frown, and stuck up her middle finger at him before disappearing into thin air.
Fierce Deity stood there for two minutes, completely silent. Link wished more than anything that he could disappear like them. Then again, that wouldn't help, because Fierce Deity could hunt him down the same way.
Link opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. There was nothing to say. Fierce Deity slowly inched towards Link, his arm outstretched.
"You're dead," he said roughly, his hand lighting with reds and oranges.
"W-wait!" Link said, backing away, the heat going down rapidly.
"Don't worry, I can't kill you," Fierce Deity said, pushing Link against a wall with his lighting hand on his neck. "I'll just torture you. But believe me, when this tournament is over, you're gonna have me to deal with."
Link couldn't believe it. They hadn't even found the source of the strange weather yet! Laura had just left, leaving Fierce Deity to grow angrier and angrier still.
"It's not my fault!" Link said, which was the only thing he could say about what had happened.
"The hell it is! She's never even kissed me!"
That's not too surprising, Link thought. It looked like Fierce Deity really was stalking her. But for how long? He'd been in the Dark Realm for a bit over six years, hadn't he? The last time would've been before he'd been transformed into a mask…just how old were they?
"Damn it! My wish is a good one too…" Fierce Deity said, obviously thinking about murdering Link during the competition, when the life-guarding spell would be lifted.
"Calm down, this isn't my fault. If you're that angry, talk to her."
Fierce Deity raised his other hand, which seemed to grow darker. He thrust it at Link's throat, above the other hand. Slowly, the original color returned to both hands, and he took them away.
"I'm giving you one more chance," Fierce Deity said, rubbing his hands. "If she so much as touches you, I'll know." He pointed to Link's neck.
Link obviously couldn't see it, but he guessed there was something like a curse seal there to show the spell.
"S-so, where are we going?"
"We? Nowhere.I, on the other hand, am going to check up on Dark Link."
"But how am I gonna get out of here?"
Fierce Deity grinned. "The hard way." He pointed to the sky, and it grew dark. Link looked up in fear, and saw that almost fifty creatures were falling from a circle in the dark clouds. They were all…Iron Knuckles. With a few stray ice keese, but that wasn't what Link was worried about, because he didn't realize that he could be attacked when he was frozen.
Fierce Deity looked at Link with one final smirk, and disappeared, right before an ice keese tried to attack him. Link was alone, and he was going to get the worst torture of his life.
Laura reappeared in Hyrule Castle. Ahead of her, Ruto was debating with Zelda about how to get Link back to Hyrule. Obviously the gods were keeping him from returning for some reason. They were on two sides: Zelda thought Link should go through with the tournament, since it had such a good prize. Ruto thought it was too dangerous, and also that it took way too long. She wanted Link to come back now.
Laura slowly walked towards the conversation, waiting until the decision was made. Link would continue the tournament.
"Who are you, and how'd you get past the guards?" Zelda asked, thinking of Dark Link and Bob.
"Laura?" asked Ruto. "What're you doing here?"
"I guess Fierce Deity told you about me, huh? Zelda, I'm a wizard. So don't worry, your guards are fine."
"So why are you here?"
"To tell Ruto something!" Laura said cheerfully. "In private! So butt out, Zelda!"
In an instant, Zelda disappeared, and Ruto couldn't tell just who had teleported her. Ruto had a slight suspicion as to what Laura was here about now.
"Okay Ruto, I'm gonna get straight to the point. First, you shouldn’t be trying to decide Link's future for him! He never even said he liked you, and you keep telling everyone he's your fiancÚ! Now what sense does that make?"
"But he asked for the Zora's Engagement Ring! What else was I supposed to—?"
"He only asked for it because he needed it to open the Door of Time. He probably would've given it back if he could, but they can't leave the temple. Anyway, second! I've noticed that you've been spying on him lately, when he was in the forest. Trying to keep him out of harm's way? Or were you just waiting for him to take a bath?"
"Shut up!" Ruto said, blushing. Obviously, she had done it for both causes. "How do you know all of this anyway?"
Now it was Laura's turn to blush. "Well…I've been bored over the past eight years, so…"
"So you're no better than I am."
"Well at least I close my eyes when he—"
"I do too!"
"Do not. I've watched you watch him. You had binoculars on, every time."
Ruto saw this was getting her nowhere. She couldn't lie to Laura, since she already knew everything about her from her own spying.
"So why are you here?" Ruto asked again.
"To tell you about what just happened!" Laura exclaimed, cheerful again. She seemed to control her mood swings very easily. "Link came to me, with…Fierce Deity…and asked me if I caused the strange weather in Termina!"
"That's it? Why're you so damn happy?"
Ruto had about the same reaction as Fierce Deity. She stood there, frozen for a few seconds, digesting the information as one would with a horrid meal that they knew they would have to eat, even if they didn't want to.
"You what?!" Ruto erupted, saying it loud enough for the entire castle to hear.
"I kissed him!" Laura was still unbelievably cheerful, considering Ruto has just yelled in her face. "And I'm going out with him today! I can't wait!"
"You really are an idiot, to actually come to tell me," Ruto said, ready to fight, and wondering why Laura hadn't answered Link's question.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"I'd like to see you try!" Laura said in a singsong voice. "The only spell that can kill me is forbidden to you sages. You'd be giving up your position, and Ganondorf would get out. You wouldn't want that now, would you?"
Laura smiled and disappeared, as Zelda reappeared. Ruto wasn't good at hiding her anger, and Zelda pestered her the rest of the day, never figuring it out.
Dark Link sighed as he watched the builders go home for the day. The castle was nearly finished. All that was left was to make a new gate that would stop people from getting in. They were deciding just how close it would be to the town. Dark Link thought that it shouldn't be too close, or they'd have their guards spread out more, and that led to intruders that they wouldn't be able to see (One of the guards was still there from the time when Link had come and told Dark Link about it).
Fierce Deity had come by earlier, saying he'd create another monster sooner or later, just to add to the excitement. Dark Link didn't like the idea, but he didn't have any more power over Fierce Deity than the monsters he summoned. He felt he was just Fierce Deity's tool, only there to help him win the tournament. The only reason Fierce Deity wanted Dark Link to go with Zelda was that then Dark Link would be happy, and fight much better.
Bob still hadn't come back, and there was a rumor going around that the spider creature had killed him. Dark Link didn't even try to deny it. It didn't matter what they thought. Bob was probably coming back by now.
The worst part about Bob's disappearance was that everyone thought Dark Link had something to do with it. He had been the one to destroy the monster, after all, when Bob failed to. Some guards didn't want to follow his orders, even though he'd been promoted above their rank. It was a bit hard to work in the Castle. But it would have to do.
Dark Link's month, up until December 14th, was uneventful, except when Bob came back, and people started to respect him again.
Link sighed in relief at the fact that the Iron Knuckles wouldn't move until he attacked. But the ice keese wouldn't die! As soon as he killed one, another popped up from nowhere. The assault was endless. Unless he had to beat the Iron Knuckles first. Well, on the bright side, he couldn't die. But being immortal for a month at a time didn't mean he wouldn't feel pain. And so Link learned, at the end of November 15, that torture is much worse than dying.
Well, hope you liked it. Please tell me if there are any typos. I'm sure there are this time. I've been having a bit of trouble with Word today.
Interesting story... Not exactly how I would think of Link or any of the characters as being, or the land of Hyrule, for that matter. But who cares!? Great story. And interesting. Very new and different. I'm subscribing to this thread to see when you update this, okay? Alright. Awesome.
James Xyron, another dead user.
Perhaps there is something still alive...
somewhere beneath the decay.
Interesting story... Not exactly how I would think of Link or any of the characters as being, or the land of Hyrule, for that matter. But who cares!? Great story. And interesting. Very new and different. I'm subscribing to this thread to see when you update this, okay? Alright. Awesome.
Thanks. Well, after such a long time, Link would've changed, don't you think? As for the other charcters...same thing. Anyway, you'll be glad to hear the next chapter comes out today.
Link dodged the Iron Knuckle's axe as he slashed at another to his right. It was pretty hard to fight one Iron Knuckle when if you even touched another, it would come to life. In a matter of seconds, he ended up facing exactly 27 at once. Unfortunately, these armored soldiers all had some strange spell on them that made sure they didn't hurt each other, yet could wake each other up if they accidentally touched another. He was lucky that the other 23 were a foot away from the furthest Knuckle.
Link stabbed the one he'd been targeting for a while, and its armor fell off, which was trampled by another Knuckle coming towards it. The now armor-less Knuckle ran forward, moving the others out of the way. Link blocked the axe with his sword, carefully holding the tip of his blade. The Knuckle was caught off guard, and Link stabbed once more, killing it. It seemed this blade was even stronger than the Master Sword…
Link did a spin attack, knocking the armor from four Knuckles, who ran towards him as he performed the same move. So this wouldn't be that hard after all. 5 down, 45 to go. Just as he prepared another spin, an ice keese swooped down and touched him on the back of his head. He instantly froze, as two Iron Knuckles drew back their axes to strike…
And Link became unfrozen. In his stead, each Iron Knuckle stopped, as if being gazed at by a Redead. Link fell to the ground in confusion and relief. He slowly pushed himself up, staggering, trying to stand. The ice had damaged him a lot, as well as the many times he'd felt the searing pain of a massive cut that was neither visible, nor affecting to his body in any way.
Link looked around for the purpose of the sudden end in the battle, and his eyes met those of Laura, who was sitting on the small tree stump once more. She looked at him with a big smile, as she was known to wear on her face on almost all occasions.
"Sorry, am I interrupting your training?" she said, even though she knew Link wasn't doing this for the experience.
"Thank you," Link said, sitting and leaning against a pillar of stone that held up the entrance to the Hyto Forest Temple.
"It was Fierce Deity, wasn't it?" she asked rhetorically. "That idiot. It seems like our relationship really causes a lot of problems for people, huh? I just went to—"
"Our relationship? I thought you were just—"
"Just trying to make Fierce Deity jealous?" she finished for him. "Nah, I coulda done that anytime. But it does seem that's what's happened. Hey, what's that on your neck?"
Link touched his neck with a cold hand, and remembered Fierce Deity's spell. "It's a curse. Fierce Deity did it."
"Oh. Let me take a look at that," she said, beckoning Link. He got up, strength returning to his legs, and walked slowly over. "Let's see…ah, a sensory spell. How simple. Did he actually think I'd fall for that? Don't worry; I'll get it off eventually. But for now, we'll have to fool the spell, so he won't know. See, if I do it now, he'll feel it break, and that's just as good as if I didn't."
Laura took one hand out of her cloak, and it lit with the same reds and oranges as Fierce Deity's had. She carefully put the hand under the curse mark, and Link felt a strange stinging on the top of his head. She let go, and the feeling went away. The curse mark became a little smaller (not like Link could see it anyway).
"That oughta do it," Laura said, as Link felt his neck curiously. She stood up, and snapped her fingers, as the Iron Knuckles and ice keese disappeared. "Now what should we do?"
"Did you cause the weather in Termina?" Link blurted out.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about that. No, I really have no idea why that's happening."
Great, Link thought. I just did that all for nothing. He now had Fierce Deity's wrath upon him, and had lost his chance of recovering the Bunny Hood. Then again, Laura had the same powers as Fierce Deity, and favored him, so maybe he could retrieve it.
"So what do you wanna do?" Laura asked again.
"Let's go back to the Lost Woods. There's something I need to get there."
"Okay," Laura said, before teleporting both of them. She didn't quite care what Link had to get, but whatever Link wanted, she'd give it to him. She was in love for the first time, and wanted Link to feel the same way about her. So she might as well help him.
Link showed the Bunny Hood to Laura, who cleaned it for him, and even made it a little bit bigger, so it would fit Link. He guessed that Dark Link was the same, so it would do fine for the relay race in a month.
Laura, out of "the goodness of her heart", created a new sheath for Link's sword. She didn't make him a new shield, since she said she didn't want to spoil him, same as with his Hookshot.
"So now what?" she asked, as Link tried to think of who might've caused the weather to change so drastically. The only ones who could were the gods, and wizards. But the only wizards around now were Fierce Deity, Laura, Firah, and…Warih! It must've been him!
"Take me to Warih," Link said, having to explain his suspicion when Laura asked why. She agreed, and teleported both of them to Ikana.
As soon as they appeared there, they saw that Warih was doing a lot more than changing weather. The small Music House where Link had met Pamela, a little girl who was a teenager by now, and her father, who had been cursed by the Gibdos on the last visit, was now completely destroyed. Whether or not it was Warih's doing, no one knew.
Besides that, the wall blocking the canyon from the Castle was now gone, and they could see the rubble that was the ruins of the king's house. Also, the water that Link had had to make flow through the canyon was now dried, leaving a path running down the side of the cliff again.
In the middle of all this destruction and utter drought was an army of Garos. There were about one hundred, judging from the fact that their group trailed around a few pillars that still stood by the Castle. At the front of the army stood five figures: four Garo Masters, and Warih, his blue cloak making him look like a Subrosian, a creature only found in Subrosia, which was an opposite of Holodrum. Long story short, Holodrum is a place you can only get to by being teleported to it, much like Hyto.
"Laura?" asked Warih in bafflement. Then he saw Link. "Link! I was just going to go look for you!"
"I can tell," Link said, seeing that one Garo Master was holding a map.
"But I can see you have prepared for this," Warih said, obviously thinking that Link had brought Laura to fight him.
"Uhh…not really. I was just gonna ask you if you had something to do with the weird weather—"
"Weather?!" Warih exclaimed. "You taunt me! How arrogant! Talking of something so trivial in the midst of my troops!"
"No, really! I just came to ask if you were the one who made the weather like this!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about, but you will distract me no further! Charge!"
The hundreds of Garos ran forward, swords at their sides. Link sighed. "I hate to ask, Laura, but could you get these Garos out of here?"
"Sure," she said, snapping her fingers, making them all disappear. Now all that was left was Warih. Link walked towards Warih, but was stopped by a wall of ice.
"You will never defeat me, Link!" Warih yelled, before disappearing.
"My god, he's deranged."
"Always has been," Laura said, wondering if she should leave the ice to melt or just do it herself. "He's always been ranting on about how he was the one to defeat Majora, and that he should be the leader of the wizards. Firah shoulda let him die back then…"
Link sighed again. There was no way to tell if Warih caused the weather or not, and there weren't any other people he knew who could do it except Ganondorf, Majora, and Vaati, who were all in the Dark Realm. Unless Fierce Deity had been lying the whole time. But why would he? He hadn't wanted for Link to even meet Laura, and she was the first person they went to see about the mystery. It couldn't be him.
"Well, I don't know who else might've done it," Link said. "What about you?"
"I think we should take a break," Laura said, after deciding to get rid of the block of ice. "Whoever this is, they must know you're after them now. So they might have some trap waiting for you. I say we go through every possible suspect, and—"
"I already have. Ganon, Majora, Vaati, Fierce Deity, you, and Warih," Link said. "I don't know who else would do this."
"Yeah…Firah wouldn't. He's only got power over fire, and some other spells that all of us wizards have. But nothing to do with weather."
"I guess we can take a break for today," Link said, feeling that he hadn't really done any work in the first place.
"Let's go to my house!" Laura said, cheerful once more. She grabbed Link's arm, teleporting them again.
Bob stared at Dark Link with contempt. "And you thought you were smart, leaving before showing me the way into the temple. Well it turns out I did see you try swimming the first time, so I was able to copy it."
Dark Link said nothing. He was trying not to pay much attention to him, and rather to the workers, who were almost done rebuilding the gate, which was now a bit closer to the castle than it previously had been.
"Well, my master's been a bit busy lately. He needed me to help him figure out who made the weather in Termina change from snow to sun. We've almost got it solved." Bob saw that Dark Link still was ignoring him. "We've decided that it's either Fierce Deity, or…another being like him. He wouldn't tell me his name, but—"
"Why do you keep telling me everything? Shut up!" Dark Link said, annoyed. It had been a hard day, and the disappearance of Bob had only made the efforts slower. "I figured out that you got in the temple when you went missing for almost a month. Zelda's had search parties looking for you. She was just about to send me, in fact…"
"Well thanks for the update. Man, I can't wait 'til tomorrow."
"The second round of the Trivulian Tournament."
Dark Link thought about this for the rest of the day, after the workers finished the gate, and he was allowed to go back home, or in his case, back to the new inn. December 15 was only 4 hours away, and the tournament started first thing in the morning. Did Fierce Deity have a plan yet?
Fierce Deity groaned. One more time, and he'd give up. The memories of Warih and the training weren't helping him remember a thing. Maybe the secret was in MIH...
Luke looked up at the sky. So bright, with no clouds in sight. An endless expanse of light blue, with the sun in the east, and faint light from the moon that was still descending in the west. A beautiful day. Though, with classes, it was hard to enjoy it. He'd been accepted to the Magical Institute of Hyto (MIH), and his learning had commenced immediately.
Staring out the classroom window, he noticed a group of girls coming from their class. Two boys ran past them, and more followed in an attempt to chase someone ahead of them that Luke couldn't see. The campus was a bit stranger than most, and for all he knew, he could be seeing something that was a mile away (the window acted as a magnifying glass). The school was so big that it could encompass a small country if it was built on land. Yet, through magic, the land it was built on had been created to float in the ocean, and no government controlled it.
Luke looked away from the window and back at the instructor. They were supposed to be learning about how to store reserve energy, but Luke already knew, so he helped with the explanation a little.
Presently, Luke let his gaze fall on Laura, the most beautiful girl in his class of dumb and ugly kids. No wonder wizards usually kept their faces hidden under hoods. Laura became just as bored as Luke and looked around the room. Her eyes met his, and she smiled, before looking away.
Luke couldn't help but think that had meant something. But no, she couldn't possibly like him... Could she?
In almost every society, there is one action that is done once, and considered a gesture of love, or manners. After many years, it is forgotten, and then is brought back by things such as comics, cartoons, etc. The most famous example, and the one that most resembles the one at MIH, is the covering of the puddle.
Simply put, the covering of the puddle is the act of a man placing his coat or jacket over a small puddle so that a woman can walk over without getting wet feet. A very silly gesture, but one of gentlemanly manners nonetheless. Of course, today, no one would even let the thought of such a thing enter their minds. A woman would simply walk over the puddle or through it without complaint.
As for MIH, they hire some of the weirdest teachers. The weirdest of all being a man named Telwyn. He worked mostly with water mages, as he was one himself. His class wasn't underwater, to his displeasure, so he compromised with a room full of water up to your knees. Water mages were in there constantly, growing their comprehension of their element. Sometimes other elements' mages came in to study the water's capabilities against their own element's.
Though Emotion Wizards had no definite element (except Eleah and Firah), they had to travel to Telwyn's classes for help in the area of water. They had to do that with the other elements too, but not as much, because of the complexity of water magic.
So, as the covering of the puddle, it was considered a gesture of love or high manners, and mostly high mastery of water, to move aside the water in the room for a girl to pass without getting their legs wet.
Though many of the students could float in the air, for some reason it came as a much harder problem to girls. They could not simply fly to the other side without taking up as much energy as was needed for teleportation in every second of flight. As compensation, boys weren't that good at elements. Of course, that's only with Emotion Wizards. Mages are an entirely different story.
Luke walked slowly through the water, trying to separate it the whole time. His magic was trying its best with his reserve energy, but it was no use. He gave up and looked around him. There was a water mage trying to hold his breath underwater, without much success; a fire mage trying to evaporate a circle of water, also to no avail; Vaati, looking rather pissed off, as his wind couldn't yet cause hurricanes; and lastly, Laura, trying Matter Manipulation on the water to try and get the same effect as separating it.
As he passed Laura, she clenched her hands into fists, angrily punching the water, as it splashed onto her cloak and Luke's white tunic. "Sorry!" she said, suppressing the annoyance for a second. Luke tried to say "that's okay", but the words never left his mouth. He could hardly speak to her.
He walked again, towards the far small set of stairs leading back to normal ground, and Telwyn's classroom. Along the way, Firah caught up with him.
"Hey Luke!" he said, running through the waters as fast as he could as it attempted to make his legs move sluggishly. Luke turned to face him, shivering from the cold of the air outside the small pool.
"Hey Firah," Luke greeted, turning back as Firah followed. They'd met at the beginning of the year, where Luke had told him about Warih's message, which Firah had also been unable to interpret.
"So, how's it going so far?" Firah asked, as he evaporated the water on his red cloak.
"Pretty good. It's easy."
"Believe me, it gets harder quick. You'll have to—"
"Hi Firah!" Laura interrupted, finally remembering they had Telwyn's class next. She jumped out of the water, getting them wet again. They all dried themselves off, and went on walking.
"Uhh…hi," Firah said awkwardly. He focused back on Luke. "Anyway, the first years always have to be able to do an extensive obstacle course. There's almost always some Iron Knuckles, Dinolfos…and a rare Wallmaster, if you get a really hard one."
"What's a Wallmaster?" asked Luke and Laura at the same time. "Jinx!" Laura exclaimed. "You can't talk until someone says your name five times!"
Firah sighed. "Luke, Luke, Luke—"
"Hey! No fair!" Laura said, putting her hand over Firah's mouth. "Those don't count!"
"They so do," Firah said, muffled.
"Hey Luke," Vaati said, bored with his training. "I hear first years are supposed to—"
"Shut up already!" Laura said, annoyed. She got worked up over the most trivial things… "Never mind Luke, you can talk."
Vaati joined them on the way, as Firah explained about Wallmasters, and Vaati told them about his encounters with the creatures, both under his control and not. They went to Telwyn's class together, yet Firah and Vaati had to leave to go to their elements' class.
This is where it started. The four of them, talking together, going to some classes together, eating together. They were inseparable. Or so they thought.
Luke stayed behind after class. "Hurry up Luke!" Vaati shouted back at him. He waved at him, and walked over to Telwyn's desk.
"Luke!" Telwyn said, surprised that Luke, of all people, was staying behind to talk to him. "Is there something you'd like to talk about?"
"Yeah…I was thinking…" Luke sat down in the front seat. "You're a water mage, right? So…could you help me?"
"What do you mean?" he asked, not understanding what his decision of water usage had prompted.
"I wanna learn how to do water magic," Luke said, thinking of the separating of the pool. But if Telwyn ever figured out the implications of separating the water for someone, he might decide to change it
completely. "I think I'm not really that good at it. I remember being trained by Warih, but he never taught me how—"
"Ah, I see. Warih was a wonderful water mage…but not that good at teaching its practices. I guess I could try speeding up the lesson—"
"Umm, well…I think it's just me that's been having these problems. I mean, Laura seems to be getting better at it," he lied. He couldn't let his desires cause everyone else to have extra work. Telwyn at least knew about the four of them, so he would believe him.
"Are you suggesting private lessons?"
"Yes." Luke waited anxiously for a reply. Telwyn took out a schedule, flipping its pages until coming to the weekend. He sighed.
"Well…I guess I could. How about on Saturday mornings?"
"Yeah, that'd work," Luke said, relieved and annoyed with himself at the same time. On Saturdays, they usually played games, or trained with each other. And being near Laura always gave Luke a good feeling. But if it meant he'd be able to tell Laura how he felt, he could give up a few hours each week.
Luke awoke, pushing away his comforter. He slid out of bed, being as silent as possible. Vaati slept in the same room, and he didn't want to have to explain what he was planning to do yet. Firah was a second year, and they had a different room for girls, so Laura was down the hall. Unfortunately, Vaati was already awake.
"What're you doing up this early?" Vaati asked, playing with a small tornado in his palm. He was sitting with his back against his bed. The mini storm subsided as Vaati stood up.
"It's a Saturday," Luke said, as if this actually answered the question. He always stayed in bed for a long time, and he never woke up this early anyway.
"I thought I'd go do some training. What are you doing?"
"I was…" Vaati searched his mind. It seemed like they were both guilty of hiding something. "Trying to build up some reserve energy."
"Looks like you were just making a tornado. It didn't look like you were using that much energy."
Vaati looked at him with a funny stare. "I'm not an Emotion Wizard, you know. Us mages have different ways of building R.E." Luke could tell Vaati was just using Luke's ignorance to his advantage. But what else could it be?
Luke picked up the double helix sword, in its strange sheath, and put it on his waist. "Well, I'll be going. Don't follow me."
Vaati laughed as Luke left. That last sentence was a mistake. As soon as the room disappeared, turning into the pool before Telwyn's class, Vaati appeared beside him.
"Don't follow you, huh?" Vaati said, looking around the room. A sudden suspicion came to him. "I get it! So who's the lucky lady?"
"What're you talking about?" Luke said, frantically looking for an excuse for this situation. "I'm just trying to learn more water magic. I'm not very good at it, you know."
"Sure…" Vaati said, stretching the word. "I'll keep your secret." Vaati disappeared. Luke sighed, and went to Telwyn's room.
Fierce Deity stopped. No wonder he couldn't find the significance! He had passed it up! He teleported to Snowhead, to meet someone who could hold the answer, yet also would annoy him before doing so.
The fourteenth chapter's already done, but I gotta change it a bit more, so it'll be here in a few days.
Nice. This chapter seemed a bit short, but it was good, and I want to read the next chapter now.
And yeah, Link would've changed, but his character is not how I'd imagine it even if it did change. But that's fine, because the game doesn't have voice acting, allowing whoever plays the game to make Link however they want in their own minds. So it's only my version of Link I'm talking about.
So your version of Link is just as awesome, just different than I imagine Link as. That's all I was saying.
Awesome awesome story. Other stories I've read on here are just boring and dull, not well written, or the story idea doesn't interest me very much. This one is very very interesting!
James Xyron, another dead user.
Perhaps there is something still alive...
somewhere beneath the decay.
Nice. This chapter seemed a bit short, but it was good, and I want to read the next chapter now.
And yeah, Link would've changed, but his character is not how I'd imagine it even if it did change. But that's fine, because the game doesn't have voice acting, allowing whoever plays the game to make Link however they want in their own minds. So it's only my version of Link I'm talking about.
So your version of Link is just as awesome, just different than I imagine Link as. That's all I was saying.
Awesome awesome story. Other stories I've read on here are just boring and dull, not well written, or the story idea doesn't interest me very much. This one is very very interesting!
Thank you very much! And i guess you're right about the perception of Link. It is a bit different for everyone. When I played TP, my perception changed a little, so that may have affected it in chapters 12-14. By the way, cool avvy.
Also, I'm changing a few things in past chapters, just to make it a bit more clear, and to clear up some typos that no one told me about. I'll get chapter 14 to you the day after tomorrow. Then I gotta start on 15.
Hey guess what? I got a fan fic. now. Ain't it great? Go check it out. You inspired me. Just because I like your story and so I wanted to write a story too. So it's completely different. It's about the memories of an Hylian mercenary. I got two chapters up already. And keep writing fast I wanna read more of your story already. Even though it hasn't even been a day.
James Xyron, another dead user.
Perhaps there is something still alive...
somewhere beneath the decay.