A peaceful day in the life of a Hylian
Hunter; surrounded by fat trees in front of an ancient and abandoned forest
temple, while lazily laying in a meadow clearing with his horse out to graze.
Clad in a traditional Hunter's green Tunic: Three empty bottles tied to
his belt and a fourth, with a blue liquid inside. His bow and Quiver are
lain against a small stump, sturdy Hylian Shield face up in the grass beside
him; a sudden and unexpected, small but loud voice calls out from the ether,
"Link!".
The Hunter's
eyes snap open at the sound as he sits up to locate the direction it came from.
"Link! Link, we need your
help!" He couldn't see anyone, and
Epona seemed entirely unaware of the outburst. 'Am I hearing things?' he
wondered silently, lending a hand to his ear and cocking his head. He didn't
hear it anywhere, but intensely heard it directionless, "Link! The
Goddesses beckon us, please hurry to Hyrule castle! I am Zelda, Princess of
Hyrule, you must make haste!"
It felt
unreal, but the feel of it; the feel of her words convinced
him to listen and to obey... not to obey her
but the intense feeling of necessity, like that which one obeys when starving. Equipping the sword and shield while he sat,
he immediately hopped to his feet and scooped up the Bow and Quiver,
shouldering the Quiver in one fluid motion, then whistled sharply for Epona.
Mounting his horse, he looked back at the stump briefly, properly equipping the
Quiver and stowing his Bow with it, "H'yeah!" before turning and
quickly riding off; forgotten memories belonging to an unknown parallel
consciousness suddenly flooding his mind.
A flash in
his memories causes him to falter, briefly losing balance, but he corrects himself
and rides on. He closed his eyes and tried to steady his breath.
The forest
was thin where he had made his day rest area, but quickly thickened as he rode
into the shadows of the Lost Woods. "H'yeah!" Faster, hoping he was
fast enough! The feel of her words... as if shot in the heart by an arrow.
"H'yeah, yah!" Seeping images
and memories come flowing out of him like life essence; impacting his heart
with oddly misplaced feelings of guilt, confusing his memories of the simple
Hunter's life.
Eternally young children... No: Friends...?
He rode hard and fast, through a giant hollow log, past a curious,
masked, Skull-Kid, out of the forest edges, into the vast open fields of
Hyrule. (A Skullkid?!) Link's eyes blinded white and he nearly fell off
his horse as the thought of a memory he'd never had struck hard in his head...
tears pouring down his cheeks from an unfelt pain, a friendship from a never before
experienced moment in his youth.
Eastward for an hour still, to the abandoned ranch before he
would go north, toward Hyrule City: to where he was being pulled, tugged,
coerced, intended, and guided from all the heartfelt necessity he could have
ever known. The glint of a memory, an ocarina, an old friend of the forest, a
Kokiri girl, the master sword...
Somewhere
between the forest edge and the entrance of Lon Lon Ranch, Link had drifted
into wondrous adventures against a giant unheard of Dodongo, trading Eye Drops
with a huge sized Goron, and saving the daughter of the king of Zoras...
Fighting great evil... Someone he could clearly see from his every nightmare, but
never recognized... and then a name he'd never heard, but always felt.
Ganondorf...
Pangs of
blinding guilt began twisting his memories again as the name caught a thread of
recognition. Link spurred his horse with his boot, "H'yeahh-ahh!" half screaming in agony. The drawbridge
was down, and two guards were out lighting the torches an hour before the sun
began to reach toward the horizon.
Link rode past without concern, fast through the archway into the
market square. He did not bother slowing for the citizens; he rode
directly toward the castle, nearly colliding with a redheaded maiden on the
way.
More mixed memories of never before experienced lifetimes, a wife
and children, a glorious heroic secret stripped of him through time and space.
His only companion connecting him gone and disappeared. His soul bound to
physical form for generations, so to teach his own descendant all he had
mastered as a Hero…? No, The Hero
of Time.
The pain intensified as he reconnected with himself - a self he'd
always felt and never known. Nearing the castle as he tried to blink away
the tears an ominous dark cloud, spiraling over and around Death Mountain, came
into view; coagulating down the hillsides, dispersing past unseen Kakariko beyond
the hills, and then hazed sideways, above the cathedral behind him, before
pooling straight toward the castle gates: Where dozens of guards were evidently
fighting something huge; as they were thrown into the skies and cast aside like
dolls.
As he
grabbed his Bow, Link dismounted and drew aim into the crowd of guards,
hesitated, at the intensity in which his heart suddenly jumped, for such a
fraction of a moment, then unleashed an Arrow, already feeling he was too late
in releasing it. Within a split second reaction, as the Arrow drew upon its
target, a dark and neon-like black wave shattered the Arrow and fanned out
toward Link; the dark wave, smashing him in the chest, toppling him to the
ground, and knocking the wind out of him, had collided with the energy he felt
in his heart. The intensity of this overwhelming sensation was
unbearable. He fell unconscious in his struggle to endure the blow.
A quiet whinny, whimper, and thud permeated the blackness that
surrounded his failing consciousness.
"Link..." Like a soft song note,
"Awaken..." came forth a soft, melodic, caring voice. Link felt
something cool press against his forehead and opened his eyes. The feint
flickering light was dim but still caused him to squint. A beautiful
woman with long rusty-golden hair, smiled down on him, pressing the rag to his
head, breathing calm and speaking so soft; he knew right away that she was the
Princess. He didn't need to see her elegant dress or intricate Royal Family
jewelry and Triforce crests: The voice he heard in the meadow was no different
than hers, though sterner back then than she spoke now, speaking as gently as
felt her hand that held the cool rag.
Until he
opened his eyes.
The gentleness of her voice was easy to become accustomed to, as
he had already, but that comfort shattered when her familiar frightened
sternness returned, albeit with naught a trace of the former fear but a
seemingly magical courage.
"Good," She said, almost hurriedly, "you're awake. Please,
listen closely... Hyrule's fate may well rest in our hands." she began.
"You and I have been chosen by the Goddesses, Nayru and Farore, to protect
Hyrule from a tremendous evil, a man who has stolen the Royal Family's greatest
treasure, the Triforce!" pausing to wring out the damp rag and return it
to Link's forehead, she continued, "Long ago, at the discretion of the
Goddess of Time, the three Goddesses, Din, Farore, and Nayru were permitted to
create our world and breathe their own unique life into it."
"They
created our world and all of us in it: We Hylians, the Sheikah, the Zoras, the
Gorons, Gerudo, Kokiri, Dekus, Wolfos, everything... and, when their works were
complete, as they ascended back into the heavens, their spent energies, following
contrails of the presence of the goddesses, coalesced; and whereupon they met
formed into the Triforce, a single fused set of three brilliant, luminous
golden triangles; said to grant the wishes in the hearts of any whom lay claim
to it." She continued, "The royal family has forever charged itself
with the protection of that sacred treasure..." Her voice began to crack
and she became choked up.
Looking away as a tear escaped, just in time to be flung
aside by the momentum of her head; it spat upon Link's cheek, to his surprise.
He sat up and continued listening intently. Zelda drew a long and steady
breath, stepping away to give him room. "Today, I came of age, and learned
of part of the legend, never before told to me or my people..." Her voice
still cracked, choked, but clearing up. "Whence the three goddesses had
completed their works and returned to the goddess of time, they were
immediately sent back as punishment for the wrongdoings of their own
creations!" She took another breath to calm herself and continued,
"They were instructed to forge the weapons that would vanquish all evil
wrongdoers in Hyrule. This part of
the Legend is taught in the cathedral; which was once the Temple of Time and
acted as the entrance to the sacred realm where the three golden triangles
rested, protected."
She paused
awkwardly, "Link..." She drew an uncertain breath, but could not turn
to face him. "Link, I tell you this, because I have never seen you in
Hyrule before..." A slow pause put Link in an uneasy mood. "I know
you are the one who can help us, even if I can't explain it properly; but
because Nayru chose me for the Triforce of Wisdom, I now bear its mark, and
that's why I know you have the Triforce of Courage." The
Triforce of Courage resonated with this truth and began glowing on Link's hand
in sync with Zelda's. He raised the back
of his hand to look at it as Zelda continued, "Somehow... She came to
me even before everything happened... Reminding me of the Royal
Family's duty."
A quiet
sob emanated from her throat, as she tried to choke it down and continue,
"Nayru explained to me the difference between Hylia and the three, that
Hylia gave them Free will and made them her honorary sisters, as long as they
agreed to use their powers strictly in the realm of Hyrule and its associated
sacred realm. I didn't understand... and... When I tried to explain it to my
father..." She tried to steady her shaky breath and calm herself.
"Sadly we failed to uphold our honor... The Royal Family Council
decided it was best to have the previous generation of sages keep the Triforce
in our own vaults beneath the castle... And had the former head sage, Rauru,
transport the Triforce from the Temple... but never had we considered a Thief
from the Desert to become an evil Wizard..." She sighed at herself with
disgust. "I fought, as a girl, with my visions of him and his darkness;
saw a young boy with a Fairy who would save us all, but he never came..."
Even Link could feel her heart surged, and more tears fell from her eyes.
As she reached up to wipe them away, he couldn't prevent them from
falling down his own cheeks.
She paused, sniffled, then drew a breath and spoke somewhat more
confidently, "Yet I now know... Thanks to Nayru, I know him to be you. You
are the one from my dream, who is destined to be the Hero of Time!"
She turned
back and looked Link deep in his eyes and almost gasped, noting how wet his
eyes were. She hesitated only for a hiccup, but pressed on, "The
Goddesses created the Ocarina of time and the Master sword to give a hero ample
power to protect the Triforce, but... there is a third weapon, made for dire
circumstances! A weapon so powerful and complex that the Goddess of Time
herself had to craft it with the help of the other goddesses: An armored Tunic,
made by Nayru, with the ability to sheathe the ultimate weapon forged by both
Farore and Din, one which surpasses even the Master Sword: The-" The walls shook, expanded, contracted;
seemingly breathing, interrupting Zelda, and the world around them faded away
to smoky swirls of dull color which slowly took the form of a grim and
terrifying face.
Ganondorf.
"Ah,
there's my bride...! You will not resist the King of Evil, young wench!" A
dark, glowing crystal prison formed around Zelda, instantly inducing a trance
upon her and lifting her up several feet. "... and you!" The voice
boomed, as bright electrified light began to accumulate around his visage.
"I know why she called you to her, and I plan to vanquish you here
and now!"
This declaration seemed to bring Zelda back to life, who
immediately summoned a brilliant blue light which shattered the prismatic
prison. She landed gracefully and stood indomitably before walking intently
forward, toward an intricate panel with 3 hollow slots. "Ganondorf
Dragmire! Leave this sacred place!" And with all her
power, Zelda sealed herself and Link, several feet behind her, in a dome of
brilliant magical light, revealing that they were inside of the Cathedral: The
former Temple of Time. Her magic seemed to blow the charged light and
smoky shadows away into swirls of clear air. "Link, there's no
longer enough time! Take this and retrieve the Master Sword!" She
threw the Ocarina of Time at Link, continuing "Ganon will claim me now,
but you can still end this! Go back in time and find the other six sages! With
them, help us bind him forever!" then extended her magical barrier toward
the Pedestal of Time, forcing the monolithic Doors of Time open with her own
magic and filling nearly all the cathedral with Nayru's Love. She was
exhausting herself too fast, sweating hard and suffocating; and Link saw it. He
dashed for the sword, running with his every last trace of effort and energy.
Upon unsheathing the sword, radiant red, blue, and green
magical energies engulfed him, just as the King of Evil appeared in a dark
crimson-black explosion of smoke. Link swung the Master sword with great
might, blasting its energies out as a magical wave upon the intruder.
Side stepping the blast as it was swallowed by the smoke
he'd traveled through, Ganondorf angrily addressed Link, voice booming and
causing the ceiling to collapse. "This. Ends. NOW, boy!"
As his eyes turned to a dark neon crimson, and neon-like, purple-and-black,
smoky energy emanated from his core.
Link lunged at him, driving the sword into Ganondorf's
heart, but when he stepped away, only a phantom stood in the evil king's
place. Struck from behind, Link was knocked out, as Ganon's booming evil
laughter echoed throughout the halls. Link felt one last tug at his heart, as
the Triforce of courage parted from him, and all went black.
Forever.
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987
years later... A child
is born...
(10)
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Lighthearted Prelude
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As the introduction cinematics of The Legend of Zelda reaches its conclusion, as Ganon vanquishes Link, your mother enters your room and interrupts, "Oh, you kids! You shouldn't be playing inside on such a nice day like this! Go on, shoo, get some fresh air! I know it's a brand new game and you want to play it all, right away, but you too, Link. C'mon, outside!"
You, dressed in a loose fitting green T-shirt and blue jean
shorts, and your three companions: A redhead girl with long hair and overalls,
a young girl with cropped green hair and a green sundress, and a blue skinned
Zora girl from the Lake Hylia slums; are all sitting together upstairs in front
of your small TV in your room, appreciating your new gift. It's a new, first of its kind, two-part release: A
game and a movie; the first ever successful game-to-move or movie-to-game, in your opinion! Since they're both a
reflection of each other, they are "appropriate". You like the
game better because you're in control of the action, but still Love the movie, as it is, essentially, a walk-through for the
hardest but most rewarding path through the game...
You're finishing the intro of the game, as Ganon vanquishes
Link, when your mother entered.
The green haired girl playfully punches you in the arm. "yeah, 'little
hero'." she laughs, "let's go out and take a swim!"
The redhead quickly interrupted, "Or ride horses! C'mon
Krystal, Horses are way-funner than water! Right, Rutostasia?" The Zora
girl shied away and turned her head down "i guesso" she muttered.
"Geeze, Malon! You're getting to be just as bad as your sister, Marin,
used to be! Why have you started to pick on Ruto so much anyways?" Krystal
demanded. Rutostasia just quietly said "s'okay." and tried to make
herself as small as unapparent as possible, not wanting to stir anything up.
"Hey, don't blame me for how Marin acted when she ran away!"
They began bickering, but you ignore them and unintentionally sneak away, right
out the front door. It didn't take long for your friends to notice and
give chase. "Link, wait up!" Ruto called out, and was
the first to run down the stairs after you.
All 4 of you gathered outside the front door and formed a circle around
each other. "What do you guys want to do then?" asked Malon.
"I'm down for swimming" Rutostasia said with negligibly more
confidence than before. "You would-" Malon
accused, to which Krystal slugged her in the shoulder, "What's the matter
with you, Malon?! You're never that mean...!"
Malon choked away a sob and said nothing, putting on a stern face.
"It's okay, Krys. I can handle myself." Ruto said, confidently,
trying to draw attention away from Malon. You suddenly fall to the grass
on your back, gaining instant attention. The three girls rushed down to
ask if you were okay, but you simply smirk and pat the grass beside
yourself. They giggled and lay down in a cross with you, all four of your
heads together.
The four of you lay about through most the afternoon, talking, giggling,
occasionally getting up and playfully sparring or playing tag. The afternoon
was hot and uncomfortable, but it was getting closer to sundown when Rutostasia
suggested some Parkour, "I ought to head home soon, but I don't want the
fun to end right away... Anyone up for some free-running to
my place?" Excited agreements all around, "That's a great idea, Ruto!"
Malon exclaims, "Yeah! I'm in! I'll call mom and tell her I'm sleeping
over at Link's. She won’t know I'm in the slums, so she won't worry..."
Krystal replied, taking out her GameBoy and selecting a contact. You were
beaming, lips ear to ear, bearing happy teeth.
The four of you stretched out on the grass, barefoot. Forward
bends, knee dips, horse stance, splits, and neck rolls, all of the kids getting
pumped up and excited. You were twisting your torso slowly side to side as the
girls defined their marks. "C'mon link!" Krystal called from the
starting line. "We’re waiting on you!"
You took your mark between her and Ruto and bent down along with your
friends. "I'll call it." Malon declared. "Ready?" 3 heads
nodding, "Three..." she paused absurdly long, "Two..." a
fan of suspense, she waited till her friends got impatient and fidgety, "ONE!"
she took off first. "Hey, what
about go?!" Ruto called, dashing forward; ever as awkwardly as a Zora, yet
with unprecedented grace for her people. You and Krystal took off together,
inches behind her, intentionally waiting on each other.
South, along the main street, leading out of the downtown Hyrule Metro
area; although you lived in the nearby suburbs, not the city: 'all roads lead
to Hyrule'.
You caught up with Malon, who caught sight of her companions and
whistled sharply, "Come on Epona, join us!" She had ridden her horse out to visit and they
two were inseparable, like life-mates. Epona galloped right over.
"Cheater!" Krystal giggled,
"You can’t ride in Parkour!"
Ruto giggled and veered off the road as it tapered into the undeveloped open
fields northeast of the Lake Hylia slums. She knew she'd win if she could reach
the shore even halfway behind her friends. No one can out swim a Zora!
A few moments later, when you caught sight of her from the corner of
your eye, deviating from Malon's lead, you took off to follow Ruto, tapping
Krystal's shoulder and nodding in Ruto's direction. She nodded, "Hey,
Malon, Ruto is playing to win! Can your horse swim?"
She laughed.
Malon was competitive, but had too many personal problems as of late to
answer or focus on the fun; she was flooded with grief that she would not share
with anyone but her most trusted friends... and even though they were here with
her now, she still hasn't told but one friend. Her eyes involuntarily welled up
with tears, but she blinked them away and veered toward the shore and followed
from behind, slowing down.
Krystal was fiercely competitive, but liked you, her
friend, too much to try to outpace you... she was struggling with herself
beside you, but finally bolted ahead, running past Ruto, reaching the shore
first. She quickly fished out and tossed her GameBoy into the grass,
diving right in. You then look back toward Malon who was walking now,
horse following. You slowed, she noticed and shooed you ahead; so you dash on,
catching up quickly.
Ruto looked back when you passed her. Seeing Malon mount her
Horse, she gave up racing and waited for her to catch up, Malon noticed and
picked up pace. When she was within 20
yards, Ruto called out "Krys dropped her phone, could
you ride out to the house and drop it off for us?" As she shouted back,
Malon smiled and gave an exaggerated nod and waved to make sure Ruto could see
her answer clearly. Ruto waved then hobbled ahead quickly, pointing to the cell
in the grass as she dove into the lake without looking back, trading the awkward
terrain hobble for noble aquatic grace.
Krystal almost neared the step ladder on the pier behind Ruto's adoptive
family's shanty; you were catching up, but Ruto was torpedoing madly toward
both of you, then dove deep, disappearing for a moment, and suddenly jumped out
of the water a few times, as if to announce herself. Krystal was first to
reach the ladder and already half way up, looking back at the splashing.
Astonished, "Geeze, that's fast!" she
observed aloud. You grabbed the ladder as Krystal exclaimed at Ruto, who
dove deep and spiraled down out of sight into the deep blue lake. Krystal
hastily reached for the top but lost her footing, slipped, and she had to
struggle to climb from the halfway, almost falling into you as you ascended.
You assisted her by offering one hand for a foothold as she slid down,
though really you were trying to block for impact. "Thanks, Link!"
Krystal smiled down on you as Ruto splashed out of the water and straight up to
her front door then entered. "But it looks like we lost!"
She finished off, spontaneously.
Ruto was exiting her front door as you were getting your last step up,
while Krystal offered a hand. You both
grabbed towels Ruto brought out; a strange commodity in a Zora community, but
she had uncommon friends for a young Zora in today's world. You all smiled
and laughed as you and Krystal dried off. "I'm going to have to go
back for my GameBoy, you know..." she started, but
noticed Ruto's expression change, looking sarcastic, or concerned, or
disgusted, or... "What?" Krystal requested. "Malon will bring it
with her; I asked her to grab it and pointed to it as I jumped in the
lake."
The three of you chatted idly, sitting on the dock edge, enjoying the
end of the afternoon into the oncoming evening. You listened as they
discussed all kinds of things, and various topics, while waiting for Malon.
"... and so they are out
of town for a while. I have the shanty all to myself for the
foreseeable future!" Ruto had finished explaining, contented. "I've
heard this shanty town was built on the remains of an ancient temple..."
Krystal said partly out of the blue. Ruto began to respond when the familiar
clopping pattern of a friend's horse interrupted her thoughts, "oh,
there's your phone..." she said.
The
four of you went inside and Ruto offered some herbal tea she'd prepared when
retrieving the towels. So you sat around her vacant adobe with your
friends and listened attentively, relaxing. The conversation was mostly
quiet and plain... Local scenes, weather talk, mutual financial woes to
look forward to as adults, the new Legend of Zelda release, then the
mythology of the hero of time came up, as it usually does because of your name,
but subsided without a whimper or a bang. None of you actually knew very much about the
Legends.
Malon was silent most of this time,
and Ruto nudged her. "You told me... come on,
we all care about you." she whispered. Malon was
too proud to cry, but couldn't hold back the tears anymore.
She didn't
sob or cry, but choked down her grief and breathed deeply; ignoring the eye
leak she had sprung in spite of this effort. "It's my mom...
She's... She's so very ill..." She paused long and
hard, trying to even out her breathing. "What's wrong with Cremia?!"
Krystal exclaimed. Their mothers had been great friends before Malon warmed up
to Krystal. Krys all but lived vicariously through her mother and
considered Cremia to be her own friend, long before she did Malon or, her elder
sister, Marin whom had a self-possessed lifestyle mostly separate and alone.
Malon had
lost her resolve; she'd endured hiding her grief for too long in one day. Usually she would find a tree stump to sit on
and deal with her emotions alone, but her usual routine was delayed by a visit
to Rutostasia’s abode. She broke down and cried, embarrassingly in front
of her friends; the only people, perhaps, whom in front of she could survive
the shame of even doing so. Between
sobs, she explained all she knew. "The doctors say... it's- It's the cold
air off the mountain... and told her... to stay- nngh- Stay warm and in
bed, but Dad... (aih- gasp) and Ingo both
think it's a cop-out... That the, the doctors don't
know any more," She sobbed, gasped for air and slowed her breath.
"About- They don't know more about it than we do."
Her tone
became less grief stricken and more enraged as she continued.
"They say that it will pass, to keep her sipping water and
wrapped up in bed, but they don't understand how long it’s been!"
She was getting madder and madder at the thought of her mother's state.
"They don't understand how frail and weak it's
making her, she can’t stay in bed and do nothing! She needs to be out with the
sky, the wind, the cows and the horses!" She near about screeched
that last word: Horses were her life and world, and the whole ranch was her
mother's life and world. Everything up to this moment had been build up
and more build up. The horses reminded her all too much of her love and
affection for the ranch and her mother, and she became disassociated for a
moment.
Lon-Lon
Romani Ranch, locally known as The LLRR (or "double LR", even
"the LR ranch"), was once a great and economic foothold in northeast
Hyrule. That is, until her mother struck ill a year ago, as if the two, person
and property, had intertwined health. Ingo was too selfish to do half the
work Cremia did, and Malon's father Talon was a lazy man who slept more than he
worked. But lately he was too attentive to his wife for that to be the
case... Malon had never seen her father awake for so many hours in a day,
so constantly beside her mother; his wife. The cows had all but destroyed
the last bush on the property, and had already mowed away the grass, leaving
the ranch dry, dusty, and brown: An insult and injury from its former glory.
Everyone
had fallen as silent as you; except you, as you sigh heavily and reach to
Malon's hands. "Thanks, Link. You're a courageous friend,
you know that?" She said smiling, grabbing ahold with one hand and wiping
the tears from her eyes with the other. Krystal moved in to initiate a
group hug, and Ruto awkwardly and reluctantly joined in. The day was
over, the friends stayed well into the night, and eventually Krystal's GameBoy
chirped a 'secret sound'. "Mom's asking where we are...
Looks like the jig is up! C'mon Link, maybe Malon will give us a ride back
to your house?" She said. Malon smiled, but said nothing, just nodded.
She was spent.
Ruto said she wanted to go to bed, so the remaining of your
three companions rode together, slowly, in silence; twilight coming on quickly,
the skies having long lost their beautiful red and pink hues in the west.
No one said anything until they were out of the lake and beyond its outer
shores, "Do you want us to stay at your place tonight,
Malon?" Krystal asked innocently. Malon's heart throbbed and her answer
was caught in her throat. She half turned her head but immediately hesitated.
Krystal leaned in.
The three
looked quite silly sharing a horse, and Malon, becoming self-conscious about
it, plus regaining her usual grace, she turned back and smiled. Krystal
leaned back into you, when Malon replied, "That's a pretty good idea,
actually." Her heart too heavy to convey her genuine excitement.
Krystal snapped her handheld open and selected a contact. While she
waited she teased you "How come you're the only kid in in
Hyrule who doesn't have a GameBoy?" You
smile, but say nothing, just shaking your head and shrugging.
Krystal laughed, "Whatever..."
She spoke into her mic, "Hi, mom? - yeah, I kn- - yes- - I
know. I'm sorry. We're fine. Yes... yeah, I know. We're fine!
- okay Ruto was eaten by the lake monster again,
and Malon was eaten by her horse." She patronized. You smiled as you
admired the silly relationship between Krystal and her mother. Something
about it had a sneaky feel to it and made you wonder at times what was really
going on, as if there were more to it than the silliness you saw. Krystal
continued her call, "yeah, I know" she laughed, "Call Link's
house, okay? We're staying at Malon's tonight. She needs her friends,
and we can’t say no." and hung up without a goodbye. "Your mom lets
you get away with everything, Krystal! MY mom would've had me cleaning
the barn and stables, sun up till sun down for a month if I
made demands like that!" for the first time in months she genuinely
laughed, even though she felt only guilt; as if she SHOULD BE cleaning the
stables forever.
However,
her similar admiration for her family's friends lifted her heart. "Link,
you want to grab anything from home on the way?"
She asked as they approached your house at the settling in of stars and moonlight.
"Grab the satchel, Link!" Krystal said excitedly.
A thematic gift she had bought you to go with your newly acquired movie-and-videogame
box-set. You're slightly embarrassed, as you thought it was more like a
purse; but couldn't deny your friends, and nodded in response. Krystal
nudged Malon "They'll be just like the Link in the movie!"
She giggled. Malon's expression became serious and concerned, but
she said nothing.
It was nearing midnight before your trio finally arrived at
the dilapidated overhang that had two huge L's and two huge R's with tiny fine
print in between that was meant to read out as "Lon Lon Romani Ranch"
across the unmaintained wood. Malon hated to see her home go to such waste like
that, and tried not to look. You stared at it, incredulous: So much worn away
in such a short time.
No 'c' or 'h', two small "o"s in 'Lon' and 'Romani',
and two missing 'n's made the sign look like it said "L n Lo R ma i Ran ."... It had
been a decade since you and Malon met, and you only remembered being there
once, but it was such a pristine place! You couldn't help but think this
mystery illness had something to do with it, and couldn't shake the clamps you
felt gripping your heart at the thought.
"How
come you never invite us to your house, Krystal?" Malon
perked, not really even asking, but to clear the silence, however Krystal fell further
silent and just curled her green bangs with a finger. You abruptly
dismounted and startled the girls, "Whoa!" Malon called, half to her
horse, half to you, "A little warning next time okay, hero?"
She joked, referring to the satchel with a nod. You smile and pat the
satchel. You thought it really did make you look like the Hero of Time;
just with darker hair, no tunic, and no equipment. Okay so you hardly looked
anything like the hero, but you liked to think you did. Your mother
always said you had the blondest hair in the world when you
were born, never the less.
You jog
alongside Epona and friends, down the drive to the Ranch House. Ingo was
sleeping on the porch, arms folded sternly over his chest, and a seemingly
permanent scowl painted his lips. Malon and Krystal dismounted Epona and Malon
told you both to wait at the porch while she took her horse to the corral and
closed it up. Krystal was being very self-conscious ever since Malon's innocent
question and you notice her contemplative eyes. You step to her and break her
focus. Smiling with your eyes, looking into hers, she says, "Oh Link,
you always know what to say don't you?" Then she
smiled. This comment was just loud enough, it shocked Ingo out of his sleep and
he shouted out "Who's there, thieves?! Brawlers?! Mafioso?!
Get off my property!"
He was still dreaming but didn't know he was awake, and took off
after you and Krystal. You grab her arm, pulling her toward the corral,
and take off running for Malon. "Malon! Ingo's gone nuts!" Krystal
called out ahead. You look back and can see Ingo veer off toward the stables.
Probably getting a horse, you think. You run ahead faster and clear the
gate just as Malon is closing it. Bolting to the horse, jumping on
Epona's back, you turn her around and gallop to the gate. Krystal and Malon
traded places with you and Epona, they two hiding behind the corral gate, and
you, riding Epona expertly, jump the gate and gallop off toward Ingo to
distract him from the girls.
"Thief!" he calls out when he sees you riding.
You lead Ingo around the corral for a few laps before Talon
storms out of the house, ranting and spouting, "What in tarnation is goin'
awn out here? I had better notta heard someone stealin' my horses!"
He belted, voice surely carrying across the entire span of ranch, just as
you and Ingo are coming around your third lap. You halt Epona and stop
right in front of Talon, who glares furiously at you. Ingo came around a
little too quickly and halted the horse a little too late. The horse
compensated, but Ingo did not and Ingo was flung off the horse's back and
directly into Talon's huge belly, knocking the both of them to the ground.
(11)
Inside the ranch house, the three of you, and Talon, sat at the
dinner table, while Ingo stood sullenly in the threshold between the dining and
living rooms, thinly hiding his shame behind anger. Talon's demeanor was
reversed; calm, collected. He was happy even, as to cater to his
daughter's guests; but upset given the circumstances of his wife's health, and
the hour. "I got no qualms puttin' y'all up for the night,
but I'd appreciate more warning next time you come home at nearly two o' clock
in th'mornin' with friends! Coulda put out some fresh milk for
y'all." Malon recoiled at the thought of giving away free milk while
the cows starved, turned to say something, gaping at her father, but couldn't
bring herself to fault his generous hospitality and looked down into her lap
instead, torn between pride, concern, and shame. Talon yawned big and
loud "aaahAAWWWwwwhhh.... Y'all get some sleep. I'll
letcha sleep-in, given schools out this summer and yer up so late. Ya
need yar rest." He said as he got up from the dining table, beckoning Ingo
toward the porch.
The kids
wandered into the living room, but could hear Talon sternly lecturing Ingo
about making hasty decisions and acting recklessly. Malon and Krystal
were totally wiped out and could barely keep an eye open as they took opposite
arms of the couch and laid their heads down. You drape the enormous quilt lain
across the back of the couch over the two and retreat to the arm chair beside
Krystal's head. You could barely hear Malon murmur something about her
mother's knitting as she fell unconscious. "Mom knitted thi- quilt... When
Marin was..."
Everyone
had settled in for the night. The witching hour was on and such a
fascinating time for you. You feel very alive and alert, and can't sleep,
just waiting for your friends' breathing to even out so you could quietly make
your escape into the night air. Dozing off, briefly, for half an hour or so,
you are soon awakened by a faint sound from outside. Opening your eyes
and listening, it sounds like... laughter? You quietly creep out of the
arm chair and sneak toward the front door. There it is again, but it sounded
distant. You hesitate at the doorknob.
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Outside, the crisp air is welcomed with a heavily contented sigh,
but the sound of distant cackling leaves you feeling alert but uneasy.
You tiptoe in the direction of the sound and find yourself walking toward
the Lost Woods, east of the ranch. The eerie darkness and moonlit shadows
cast a frightening atmosphere upon the forest, but somehow this manages to
bring a sense of comfort to you, in spite of the gloom. You notice the
cackling has changed... It now seems more like celebratory laughter than
witchy spellbinding. You glance back at the house for a sense of
familiarity before moving on to follow the sounds of laughter.
A small
light comes to your attention and appears to move of its own accord, behind the
tree trunks and through the branches, catching your curiosity, distracting you,
beckoning you to follow. The light seems to keep pace with you; if you
sped up, the light sped up, you'd slow down, and the light slowed down.
With a sudden rise of courage, you decide to go for broke
and dash after it full wind. It lagged ahead briefly but then, as if
spooked, shot ahead at blinding speed! The laughter also grew clearer and
a little louder and you dashed on. A mix between cackles and celebratory
hollers echoed off the fat trunks of old trees. The light led you deep into the
woods and suddenly darted off more directly toward the sounds of laughter.
You manage
to just barely keep up, sliding as you make a sharp turn and lose one foothold,
but compensate with the other leg just fine. The light was way ahead,
clearly visible, but stationary. You're running fast, but decide to slow down
in hopes of not scaring this enigma away again. You approach the light,
maybe ten feet away, the closest you've gotten yet, and as you inch closer, the
light suddenly rings out and tings softly then 'jumps' back toward your face
just before immediately humming away into the treetops before you could make
out what had just happened.
A fairy?
Voices rose up through the laughter and conversation could be faintly
distinguished. You hold your breath and creep ever softly closer.
"Well that fairy did a fine job,
helping us scout for a new mushroom patch!" One harsh
voice beamed happily, "Indeed, indeed! We can begin making new potions again!
Hee-hee!" Arose another voice that
sounded almost identical. "Who, ever, would have thought old
hags like us could willingly work with a forest fairy?"
The first one cackled. The two witches hobbled an awkward dance around an eerie
blue flame that glowed as if with shadow rather than light. The flame abruptly
went out and two shadows pooled up from it, before darting straight to you!
Two hands from separate bodies grab you by the shoulders and forehead,
pin you against a tree, and hold you firmly 2 feet off the ground. "Aunt
Koume, we have a visitor!" one said simultaneously,
as the other said, "Aunt Kotake". The witches cackled,
the air carrying their glee into the sky, and they suddenly materialized
broomsticks and hovered swiftly over to inspect you. The fire pit had
turned to normal fire and its light revealed a fat hollowed out tree with a
ladder and chimney. You found yourself admiring this forest house in
spite of this situation. One of the shadow girls notice your gaze and
looked at the house too. The twin on the other shoulder saw her sister turn
away and so she, too, looked back.
They both returned to stare you down and ask in unison, "What?"
Which sounded accusatory.
Koume and Kotake alternated between one another with their speech. One
would begin, the other would finish. "Twila, Midna,
bring our guest inside," One started, "We
have a gift to bring them pride."
The other continued. "Special fate, this one wears."
The red witch said "The destiny of Hyrule shall be theirs!" The blue witch finished.
Twila and Midna exchanged doubtful and concerned glances but
withdrew into the ground as shadows and retreated to the tree home. You hadn't
realized the two shadow girls were holding you up so high until you fell
unexpectedly. Koume and Kotake hovered closer and leaned in, just staring at
you, then abruptly turned and flew into their chimney calling behind them
together "Hurry along now, yes!" Koume said, "We've so much to
address!" Kotake punctuated. You get up and brush yourself off,
front and back. You looked up to see if you could find the mystery light,
apparently a fairy after all, but you simply see this new place in the
firelight, sans faerie light.
Inside the witch-hut was a large cauldron in the middle of the room, a
domed smoke stack hung over it from above, carved out of and supported by the
tree itself, a low over hang with beds stacked on one wall, and an L shaped
counter right beside the front door, where Midna or Twila stood, the other
nowhere to be seen. Koume stood in front of the cauldron, stirring in
mushrooms, and Kotake sat in a rocker beside the bunks, impatiently beckoning.
You cautiously approach the red witch and sit before her,
expecting a story or some such thing. The witch cackled "You heart
is true! Joy!" she started, "True like blue! Oi!" Koume
joked to finish. Kotake picked up, "We may not look it, hags
as we are, but my sister and I trained the evil king in times long
afar." Koume didn't look up from her brew, but kept the conversation
going, "You might not believe my sister and I to
have lived in ancient Hyrule as the centuries trecked
by!" Then leaned in to sample the odor of her potion.
"Seems impossible that we could so long
have stayed alive" Kotake continued on, "But
believe it or not, we are fifteen hundred and five!"
Koume declared, to which her twin abruptly stood in her rocker, approached the
cauldron, and began stirring, "You hag! we're twins!
you can’t be younger than me!" Kotake approached the cauldron from the
opposite, grabbing a spoon, and stirring with her twin. "Don't be so cruel
dear sister! We're finally free! I'm only trying to save
us some face!" Koume argued. Kotake shook the spoon at her,
"But that's a lie, we're better than that! Know your
place!" They continued bickering, "Don't blame me for learning how to
survive!" And bickering... "Our student even might still be
alive!"
Midna had been hiding in the shadow of the rocker and silently
slipped up to you. You showed a surprised face as she introduced herself
with a sly smile, and Twila magically slipped over behind the witches, through
Koume's shadow, to approach your opposite side, "and I'm her twin
sister, Twila." They then spoke in unison:
"come, meet us outside, our aunts are busy finishing your
potion." You laugh to yourself quietly, 'is that what they're
doing' you wondered silently. You remain in silence as you follow their
floor shadows out the door. "Liar!" but not without passing the
elderly, bickering twins. "Wretch!"
The eerie blue flame had begun to enshroud the area again, and you
hesitantly stepped in its shade. Inside the shadow, light was reversed,
where shone bright appeared shadow, where shadow fled lurked light. It
took a moment for your eyes to adjust, but you saw Midna and Twila standing
together in what appeared to be a trance. They began to hover off the
ground a few inches and the shadowy light dome around them changed and swirled,
showing visions and events in a blur. Armies clashing for treasure, a
giant mirror in the desert, a tall dark spire hovering over a pit of lava, and
as the visions focused, you saw yourself as a young boy, maybe 2 or 3 years younger
than you are now, asleep in a tree, stirring and restless.
"The first Hero of Time was never the first hero,
yet the first to touch the Triforce, so the goddess
of time picked you from him."
The twins spoke inseparably, "Your past is not your past,
your present is not your present, but the
future belongs entirely to you. This young
Link was the first the 3 goddesses spoke to,
the first to touch their treasure in his mind... with
his heart... ... and the first to save Hyrule from Ganon."
The vision continued to change, but focused on this one event. A fairy
entered and began bouncing all about, and the vision swelled and warped into
the spectral Link's mind.
A dream of a young princess riding quickly with her attendant; fleeing
Hyrule, followed distantly by Ganondorf, riding his steed out of an ancient
Hyrule gate and drawbridge. A brief exchange of looks as the princess
rides past the 'other' Link; Ganondorf, halting before the boy, and shouts at
him about the white horse. Link draws his sword, and Ganon is laughing.
He smiles evilly, firing a bolt of dark light into the vision of Link and
paralyzes him... The dream hazed away back to the fairy who was shouting at
Link, and then the vision fades away again to the eerie inverted light of Midna
and Twila's dome.
They continued their story, "You bear
the heart, spirit, and soul of
the Hero of Time, whose lives have
been ever fraught with peril." This revelation shocks you and you catch a
small gasp in your throat, feeling recoiled, and slowly sit down, trying to
steady your swirling head.
"When you first awakened as the hero, Ganondorf had
already seized power and sought the Triforce, but you and
the princess weren't ready to intervene. While you
traveled over vast mountains, under deep blue
water, through the realm of the dead, and even
across the river of time, in the end, Zelda and
the sages sealed the Ganon beast in
the void between realms and with the help of the Goddess
of Time, Zelda returned you to your
original time as a child again, so as to give you your own life
back... Or so they thought. Ganon was not as fully sealed as the sages
had believed."
A vision
of three dungeons and six temples, Ganon’s castle, Great Faeries, and Ganon
cursing the descendants of the sages; Fading out with Zelda playing the ocarina
of time, and Link returning to the temple in his child body. The fairy
that was with him at all times, throughout every moment of that long
journey-vision, until the very end, when he was returned to his past, had
drifted away through the cathedral window before a different scene came into
view. "You did not forget your adventures, and you still felt duty
bound, but this time you warned the princess of Ganondorf's deceit; you told
her your story of having arrived as her prophecy had shown, then did her
bidding and opened the temple of time. You explained how her plan worked against seven years of Hyrule's history,
so Zelda made no requests of you, but offered a parting gift for your service
to the royal family, and as a surefire guarantee that Ganondorf would not open
the doors of time: the Ocarina of Time. Feeling empty, unfulfilled, and
alone, you sought your old friend and companion who had accompanied you on your
first journey. Requesting the horse of another young friend, buying a custom
shield from Biggoron, and finally requesting a sword from your former childhood
community from which you were growing too distant, you set out into the Lost
Woods, in hopes of finding your fairy..."
The vision
warped into The Skullkid chasing Link through the lost woods, stealing his
horse and transforming him into a Deku Scrub, followed by Termina fields' view
of Clock Town, and showed the moon falling and warping back repeatedly, over
and over again. As the twins kept on, the vision remained in a strange loop
like this, the moon falling, and reappearing in the sky, then falling again,
and again, and again, "The goddess of time saw
how powerful you had become by wisely using
the Triforce of Courage and used you to
save another world connected by the dreams of Hyruleans.
Upon entering the dream world of Termina, your presence
awakened a sleeping evil, the Nightmare Majora,
trapped in the Dekuwood of a stolen magical
mask; a mask imprisoning Majora in the waking
world of Hyrule. Though you had befriended a
Skullkid with your own mask trading and musical
talent, he had stolen that evil mask from
a traveling salesman, putting all dreams, and
thus all of reality, at risk; and for a time became your enemy!
The goddess of time guided you backward through
time repeatedly, as this old and forgotten evil attempted to
destroy the world through dreams, by using your friend like a puppet!
You needed to finish your first adventure...
But you did not know how... So... Instead, you found
yourself saving another world all together. Your
adventure into the Lost Woods to find a former
companion rather found you into rescuing the world from a deadly
nightmare!"
The vision panned in on a Skullkid wearing a strange mask,
beckoning a giant and angry Moon overhead and Link playing his Ocarina.
Then the vision warped into the moon's mouth and revealed an
eerie arena where the mask took on its own body and form.
Link put on a white mask, and the vision faded again...
The twins were hovering,
slowly circling over the dark flame together, "The goddess of time saw
you through many adventures throughout the ages, and with the help
of her sisters and their Triforce, you vanquished evil at
every turn... Passing between the world of light and shadow,
entering the Sacred Realm ala Dark World, and even passing
through the dreams of the Majestic Wind Fish..." The
vision warped through time and exposed the execution of Ganondorf Dragmire for
his crimes against the Royal Family, warping around to show Ganon vanquished by
Link in his lair in the Black Citadel, warping past to Phantom Ganon in the
Forest Temple, twisting light into a vast ocean and exposing a shipwreck,
boiling away to a nightmarish battle against Ganon in the form of a Great
Beast, before finally warping away to the twins again. "After Zelda originally
sent you back in time, the Goddesses witnessed Ganon
break free from the void between realms... While the people
prayed for your return, you could not; for you and your very soul
were fully removed from that world and its entire
timeline! In order to save everyone from the wrath of Ganon,
the goddesses flooded nearly all of Hyrule with the
help of the King, and soon your heroism was eventually all but forgotten... So
that you could be reborn, yet again, to face the revived King of
Evil in his own deluge. Ganon, King of Evil met
his demise at your hands countless times over countless
eons, but never parted with the Triforce of Power until
after the events of the Imprisoning War, whereupon he
was sealed with the Triforce in the sacred realm and
his evil magic twisted it into the Dark
World."
The
vision disintegrated and dissolved, revealing another vision underlying.
"Using the wizard, Aghanim, Ganon found a way to escape from
his Dark World, and nearly succeeded until you were
chosen once more to save Hyrule and attacked the Wizard, learning of his darker
designs. He kidnapped the Princess and used her and the 6 other descendants
of the ancient sages to break their barrier, but fell to your courage
and lost the Triforce in the end. You vanquished him
and laid claim to the whole Triforce after
an epic battle. Your wish to restore Hyrule touched the
Goddesses' hearts..." The vision was now warping around
to show Ganon vanquished by Link in his pyramid lair in the Dark World; Link
securing the Triforce in an adjacent chamber; then warping back to the twins
and Link. "However, as ever you returned, time and time
again, so too did Ganondorf Dragmire; and over time, he had
returned to Hyrule yet again to secure the Triforce of Power."
The vision flooded in again, with images of an older and
more mature Link: Emerging from a cave, carrying a newly acquired sword
and embarking upon his journey before the images faded back out - like the
tides following the moon. "You had defeated Ganon once
more and Zelda used her power of the Triforce of Wisdom to strip him
of the Triforce of Power, thus returning the world to peace."
Like a rising tide, the vision swells with prosperous
celebration before draining back to the inverted darkness of Midna and Twila's
domain. "Yet even as a hero, you walked away to
live on in solitude and simplicity: For she was engaged to a prince, unworthy of
her hand, whom inadvertently cursed his bride to be with
a sleeping spell, cast by an evil magician whom the prince himself
had hired... To secure the Triforce for his own selfish
desires!" The vision swelled back into sight, to detail
Link's battles against a shadow copy of himself as the young twins narrated,
"Once more, you came to the aid of Hyrule and sought the
means to rescue Zelda from disaster. Your shadow image guarded
the Triforce of Courage, needed to awaken the princess who
had separated the three golden triangles and sealed them in three separate
locations. A time of great prosperity followed her
awakening... The Triforce became the stuff of legend and was
all but forgotten..."
The twins hovered away from the flame on opposite ends and
touched down to the ground. The blue flame dissipated and returned to normal
fire, and the twins continued... "Farore, the Goddess
of Courage, had grieved for you and wished
you your own life, so with the help of the Goddess of Wisdom and the
Goddess of Time; Farore helped you and Zelda forget all your deeds as
the Hero of Time and Sage of Wisdom after Zelda sent
you back from your ordeals as the first Hero of Time."
The twins
became solemn, "You were genuinely returned to
your own time, before all the events were ever set in
motion. You did not wait with the Master Sword
for seven years to battle Ganon, but were sent back
to the moment you awoke from your nightmare. Zelda did
not pursue her visions of Hyrule's demise. You left the Kokiri
Forest in a daze and did not come back
again to enter Termina, for you did not remember your
fairy companion you never received. You did not return
to the Kokiri village in the Lost Woods either, for
your mystic daze guided you to your own Hylian people
and reunited you with your mother's sister in Kakariko. You never became
a hero. You instead grew to manhood,
becoming a prosperous Hylian Hunter and introduced
the Kokirish attire as huntsman's garb; when you became
a man it had been since made the traditional attire for hunting. However,
Ganon could not be parted with his lust for power, even
after he was trained as a Wizard by our very aunts, Koume
and Kotake!" You recoil, Twila and Midna continue,
"He used their very teachings to pursue chaos magic and bind
them to his own will for a time and became an evil
Warlock. He seized the Triforce of Power and used it to vanquish
you and steal the Triforce of Courage. With those two parts
in place, he forced Zelda to relinquish the Triforce of
Wisdom and vanished; all but without a trace, as his
minions overran all of Hyrule for five hundred years of
pure darkness. What has happened in the last five hundred,
however, are enshrouded in mystery, as his monsters seemed to disappear
and civility returned to the lands... ... but the existence
of the Moblin police and Stalfos Knights remain
testament to his presence even toda-..." Interrupting the twins, Koume and
Kotake burst out of the tree hut and began scolding their twin nieces.
"Twila! Midna! How dare you tell our tale!"
Kotake began, "You pests spoiled our surprise and frightened the young child
pale!" You got up and brushed yourself off again, standing tall, as
to show you were fine, not at all traumatized, not the least bit scared.
Koume and Kotake ordered Midna and Twila into the house with no more than a
stiff bony finger, each, jutted to their front door, and the two youngers
slipped away into the shadows. "Perhaps it's started
all over again," Koume said to Kotake, "The hero does
reappear now and then." Her sister agreed. They eagerly stared at you with
great intent.
You
waited. The witches waited. You look them back and forth in their
eyes. The sisters look you in your eyes. You shifted your weight,
awkwardly, waiting. Koume and Kotake hovered on their broomsticks,
awkwardly, almost as if confused. You scratch the back of your brown head
of hair.
"Oi! That's right!" Kotake burst out, and squirmed
and fidgeted like slapstick, retrieving a bottle from her sleeve. "Bring
this back to us tomorrow afternoon." She started,
"We can help your friend's mother with our potion
of blue." Koume finished.
"Also, you might want these. They aren't
worth trade anymore, like in the old days, but you can still
find more by cutting down the shrubs you might find...
Well if you had a sword... These were for the last bottle
of potion we sold, hundreds of years ago, before
everything changed." Kotake spoke, uncharacteristically,
plainly. Koume handed over a purple rupee and a pair of red rupees, and
the large bottle. You stare at the large bottle a moment and take it from
the witch with caution, as if it might be cursed. Kotake cackled, and the
two witches disappeared in a puff of smoke. You put everything in your satchel.
You breach
the forest edge about a mile behind the Ranch and trudge along, sleepily.
It was dawning, and though no sun was visible, the light poured over the
horizon, announcing it was not far from rising. By the time you make it
to the front porch, you spot your two friends rushing about in a panic...
They were looking for you. Malon caught sight of you and froze.
"Link!" Was all Malon could really say,
and you approached. The three of you stood on the front porch awkwardly.
"What were you doing outside so early?" … “Didn’t you
sleep?” She asked after an awkward silence. You opened your mouth to
answer, but the smell of breakfast overpowered you, and, instead of speaking,
your stomach growled loudly. Tired from lack of sleep, and now so hungry,
so much as to feel like you're starving on top of it, you grip your stomach and
fall to your knees, prompting Krystal and Malon to your side.
"Link!" Krystal yelped, worried. Then your stomach growled
loudly again cluing the girls in on, at least part of, your predicament.
They laughed together and escorted you to the dining table. Talon was
cheerfully standing at the stove, preparing eggs and bacon and, "Ho,
young'un! I got the flapjacks almost done!" He greeted you
without even looking up. "Glad you weren't far off. Early
Riser, I could use a helping hand like that on
the land! AH-HAW!"
After
breakfast, you passed out in the Living room, watching the early morning Super
Mario Super Show cartoons with your friends.
In your dream, you saw the worlds of Hyrule, all bound and contained
together by the Triforce, with yourself standing amidst them all, as if a giant
tree, binding the worlds of Hyrule across time and space, standing in the empty
center of a gigantic Triforce.
In one
world, red with war, crawling off your right arm, in another, on your forehead,
blue and deep with ocean and vast of skies, others showed peaceful melding of
people, and some showed pristine nature, green and untouched, growing upward
from beneath your left foot. You were seeing yourself from outside
yourself: The giant Link, towering over his myriad adventures, peered
down into a shadowy realm branching out from his heart.
Black clouds and purple lightning, foreshadowing an olive sunset;
a weak and sickly looking sunset, its rays not even beaming outward, but
shining enough to express the hordes of monsters crowding together in the
shadows. Deep into the darkness, where no monsters stirred, smoky, cloudy
wisps of shadow gently tumbled about.
Emerging from within were the twins, Twila and Midna.
"The potion's almost done, wake up
sleepyhead!" They said in unison. As they retreated to the billowing
shadows, as you began waking up, as the dreams faded to darkness, you thought
you could see yourself peering out of that blackness with glowing red eyes.
You'd slept through the cartoons, and heard the front door
click shut, opened your eyes and looked around; got up and left the
house. You found Krystal mounting Epona, and Malon standing beside,
helping her up, while giving her some riding instructions. "Hey
sleepyhead!" Krystal called to you, waving then losing her balance.
You approached them. "Krystal was jealous you 'got to' ride
Epona last night," she said, slightly offensively, lecturing,
"and she conned me into teaching her how to ride..." Then Krystal
butted in, "You looked so fabulous and heroic, Link!" causing you to
blush.
Malon
explained that she wasn't too happy with you, and didn't like sharing her
horse, told you both, in a strong tone, it was a "one time deal" and
that you'd have to find your own horses next time. "This might take a
while, Link. Why don't you find something to make yourself useful?
I'm sure Ingo would be more than happy to dump his responsibilities on
you!" Malon half joked, but meant it literally, more as a warning than an
opportunity. So you disappeared for a couple hours while the girls rode
and Ingo labored, Talon at his frail wife's side.
"You're late!" Kotake cackled inoffensively, stirring up a ladle full
of blue from within the cauldron. "You'll have to hurry
back, this isn't a proper potion," she continued, "it
will turn red when it’s exposed to warmth or sunlight
for more than a minute." Koume explained, "In the forest, the
cool damp air will preserve it, but only in the shadows," she
continued, followed by her sister, "When you reach the forest edge, don't step into
the light," she emphasized, "Run through it!"
They said together.
This may
have confused you, this may not have but excited you; perhaps you were simply
very eager to finish the task, or perhaps you mistook their unison as an
immediate command. Whatever may the case be, you ran as fast as you could
the whole way there cradling the bottle, twice protected, within the satchel
around your shoulder and neck you'd mindlessly kept with you since last
night. When you cleared the forest, you ran even faster. Bolting
into the house and up the stairs, you ran back to the room at the very end of
the hall and entered Talon and Cremia's room. Talon got up with a shot,
as if electrocuted, and approached you sternly. You ignored him and
produced the bottle from your pack, then stood bedside of Cremia and held the
bottled blue potion to her lips. The smell was inviting; invigorating and
aromatic, so immediately so, she wanted to drink right away. A sip at
first, then regaining her strength with miraculous speed, drank faster, and
then, grabbing the bottle before halfway through, gulped that half of the
bottle all at once, leaving not a drop. She jumped out of bed and stood
tall, invigorated, proud, Healthy! Talon was so confused and
angry about your sudden burst into the privacy of his room, yet so joyous and
astonished at his wife’s recovery that he did not know what to do, just
awkwardly shouted monotonously "What was that, youngun’?"
unemotionally.
Cremia had
recovered so instantly that, suddenly, she was in tears and hugged her husband
fiercely. Malon and Krystal had seen your haste outside, while riding, and
followed you in cautiously at first; entering to the sight of two crying, happy
adults. Malon was in shock at the sight of her mother out of bed that for
a moment she could only stand and move her lips, yet said nothing.
Krystal looked aside and saw Malon's reaction, then stepped away, beside
you. Malon then burst into tears and cried out "MOM!" And ran
over to embrace both her parents.
You and Krystal had quietly left the family, without a word,
leaving them to their joyous reunion. Without indication, you began the
long walk back to your house and Krystal tagged along absent mindedly. She wanted to ask what happened in there but
couldn't find the words and had been preoccupied with her own family drama on
account of Malon’s life coming into focus. You walked slowly and silently
together for almost a whole mile before she broke the silence, "How did
you save Cremia? No one knew what was wrong, and you came in and out like
nothing happened at all. I've only ever heard of the forest witches having
that kind of healing power..." Her mention of the witches shocked you into
a recoil. You turned with a start, your eyes peeled open in surprise, and
Krystal recoiled at your own reaction, intuiting as to what had happened. Quietly,
"no..." was all she could say at first.
You
both walked for only a brief silent moment, nearing the river "You went
into the forest this morning, didn't you?"
Your expression told all as your jaw dropped in surprise. Krystal blushed
and turned aside, partially ashamed. She didn't know how to explain how
SHE knew about the Forest Witches. Having never told anyone where she
lived, Cremia being the only living soul but her own mother to know....
However, she stayed silent and continued walking, leaving you behind to catch
up from her stunning revelation. You slowly began walking again, and then
picked up the pace to catch up with her, though you still said nothing.
Walking in
reverent silence, following a winding pedestrian path to climb west across the
highway bridge, spanning the river between east and west Hyruletropolis,
through downtown, past the skate park, and onward toward your house; which was
still a couple miles away and would be almost an hour of silence between you
both, with nothing but the sounds of traffic and wind. You barely cleared
the park when the silence was starting to irritate Krystal, but her mind was
overly occupied with her home and her past; wanting to talk but not about her
thoughts, unable to distract herself she broke off. "I'm sorry,
Link! I've got to go home!" Krystal said, tears subtly
welling up in her eyes. She ran back toward the park and followed the
adjacent footbridge, south of the highway, and didn't look back. You were
beside yourself, and also backtracked as far as the skate park, to find a bench
to sit on and contemplate.
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While you sat, you wondered about your friends' recent strange
behaviors, the eerie chance encounter with the witches and shadow girls, and
Cremia's mysterious illness. You were so absorbed in thought that you
hadn't noticed a homeless Goron has been walking around the perimeter of the
park... Or the black leather jackets coming and going consistently from
seemingly random streets. You did not notice the purple t-shirts and
hooded sweatshirts with elegant and intricate "B" emblems on the
fronts and/or backs. Nor had you consciously noticed the garish yellow
tuxedo that stepped out of a limousine, or the cyan bandannas and wristbands
that huddled together beside sports cars.
All that, which marked the local riff-raff, suddenly started
standing out after the Goron's umpteenth lap around the skate park. You
had sat there for so long, engorged on thought, as if in shock - and quite
rightly so - that the scenery around you had started to turn into a story of
self-evident lies, drama, and mystery.
The
afternoon had slipped right underneath your nose. But for a moment, of
sudden lucidity, you felt like you could see through reality; as if a divine
force compelled you to act on, and solve, the many Hyrulean problems you
encountered. Your eyes widened with consciousness as you watched some
more, now with intent.
A Black jacketed thief had picked the Yellow Tuxedo's pocket,
whom had come to launder money with a Purple Brawler as part of a reward to his
gang for "cleaning up" the Cyan Racers up north in Mafia territory,
which had moved in on the Black Thieves' claim and forced them out into the
west, outside of town and opened their turf up for the Mafia.
Even though it took most of the day for these events to
transpire, even though you had paid no direct attention to any of the events
until now, so caught up in your own recent experience, you were suddenly and
mysteriously aware of all of this... Though you had no genuine proof that
what you thought you saw was truly real, you felt it in your Heart to be
true...
... and then, as if on cue, the Goron took off his perimeter
path to approach you, standing directly in front of you, almost menacingly,
just waiting for you to look up at him.
You feel scared for a moment
and slowly look up to meet the homeless Goron's eyes… no, his belly. You had to
crane your neck back to see his grin. The fear melted quickly away when
you saw friendly eyes and a sly grin, just as the Goron spoke "Hi! My
name's Link. You homeless, too, kid?" It
was the beginning of evening now, when you looked around and noticed many
derelict Hyruleans approaching the park one by one from all directions and
noticed the smell of hotdogs coming from under the bridge behind the Goron Link.
You shook your head to answer the Goron and looked behind him, where you saw a
line forming from under the bridge.
The
Goron's smile beamed; happy to help anyone down on their luck, even if they
weren’t homeless too, and saw an opportunity to explain the situation to
someone who wasn't up to date. "Ah, the homeless feed.
Great people, they come out here every evening and cook
up some cheap grub for those of us who have no money.
They even accept original Rupees as exchange, not just
that fake paper stuff they have now, with the pictures
of the royal family on them and stuff. They seem real grateful for those
Rupees."
You fetched a 5r bill from your pocket, sporting an elegant
Princess Zelda on the front.
"Yeah... They don't care about that stuff,
no real value for what they do, feeding people. They don't reject it
though - I'm sure they buy more food with it, but they don't seem to want any
funny money. I suppose they have a better use for
the Rupees, you think?" The Goron continued as he sat beside your bench
with a merciless thud.
"You've been sitting out here a
real long time for someone who isn't homeless. You got anywhere to
go? You're sure to be hungry! ... Tell ya what, I'll give you
the rundown on how Downtown Hyrule works... ... If you bring us
back a couple hotdogs each?"
You smiled and got up, getting in Line.
It was a
long wait, for so many people had shown up. You'd had no idea that so
many people in Hyrule were homeless or drifters. Fascinated by the
hospitality of the group serving food, you are feeling eager to see them, who
they are. Only a few people left ahead of you before you could make out
their faces.
A familiar looking young Hylian girl about your own age and
an older tattooed woman with stark white hair, who looked Hylian as well, were
busy going back and forth between a van with supplies and the tables they had
brought along to set up. Featuring a small propane stove and paper plates
and plastic silverware, they'd put out buns and condiments for people to
self-serve before they handed out the 'dogs. You slop mustard, relish,
ketchup, onions, and chopped peppers into four buns while the person ahead
received hotdogs from the Hylian woman. Now that you're next, the Hylian
woman exchanged places with the younger girl who was coming back from the van
with more hotdogs to put into the boiling pot. You feel that she is
incredibly pretty. So much so, that you forgot you were in line for food,
for a moment, and did not understand what she meant when she asked, "Four?"
You blink a couple times. "You look like you must
be really hungry! Better make it five!"
She was so kind, and put a fifth bun on your plate, filling all 5 of them with
hotdogs. She smiled at you, even with her eyes, and made you feel so
strong and important in that brief moment.
You beamed at her, smiling back with your eyes too, before
getting bumped ahead by the impatient line behind.
The
Goron, Link, was waiting patiently and watching you, the Hylian Link, the whole
time, which you just noticed while carrying the 'dogs back to the bench.
"Ooh! Extras from Zelda, huh? I done saw
that! Lucky kid, you are! She must like you!"
He teased; you blush a little and grab a hotdog.
Goron Link left it at that and fulfilled his end of the
deal, "Alright, kid. homeless or not, you got a
lot to figure out if yer gonna hang around Downtown for
long times like this. Lucky I'm here protecting this here park!
Else the Purple Brawlers might see fit to make an
example of ya and kick you around. They consider the industrial
bloc by the river to be their turf, and have moved into the commercial
buildings across the street, recently. If nothing else,
that church right across from us will be safe for
you. No one goes in those places anymore unless they still believe in
the Three Golden Goddesses. Doesn't matter what you
believe though, the place is still protected from on high.
No Brawlers, Mafia, Thieves, Racers,
or Moblins ever go in there if they are
not innocent, themselves." He ate one hotdog, in
one bite. "mmf, not bad for being rock-free..."
he grumbled to himself. "So, first thing's first, kid: Stay well
away from the Purple ones with those fancy B's
emblazoned on their colors. They are working with the Mafia,
those ones wearing those awful yellow tuxedos. You
might want to keep your distance from them too, but they won’t even notice you
unless they think you are in possession of something of value to
them. I heard a rumor that they own Hyrule from the underground,
manipulate the Moblins and other monsters and that's how they booted the thieves out
of northern Hyruletropolis... But anyone who knows the
stories knows that they would have to belong to Ganon for
that to be true! Ha! haha!" he laughed at the notion that Ganon
would use anything but his own monsters, and ate his second hotdog in one bite
just like the first. You were barely half way done with your first.
"Well! That's that, I guess. Unless..." Goron Link
licked his lips and grabbed his tiny belly - so small for a Goron! "You
gonna eat that?" he asked about the fifth hotdog. You hold
up the plate and offer both hotdogs to the Goron, who takes that as an indication
of payment for more advice.
"Then you need all the information you
can get, huh? Guess the next thing you want to watch out for is the Racers.
They race against the Mafia, who have a few guys in yellow jumpsuits.
It's kind of a big deal at the stadium to see them
compete, but that's only the side you're 'supposed to' see. What goes
down on the streets is much more dangerous
and full of violence. Street races is how the mafia picks the
winners and losers. All betting at the track is fixed from
the start. The mafia doesn't care about the racers' turf, just
the drivers; the ones skilled and stupid enough to get involved at the
track in the stadium. The Cyan Racers, on the other
hand, are as mean and tough as the Brawlers. Both
sides fight for territory. Like I said, the Brawlers
recently took some commercial turf near here. Was Cyan
territory last week. Might be Cyan again next
week." He ate both hotdogs in one bite. The food didn't seem
to be worth his time, like gulping down air. He looked miserable,
disappointed by the food instead of fulfilled by it.
You remember the rupees you'd put in your satchel with the bottle
and pulled out the large purple one. The Goron's eyes widened as if he'd
just witnessed a miracle.
"JUNKFOOD!!!"
he shouted. "It's no Rock Sirloin, only just better
than candy, but I'll tell you anything you want to know if
you can keep 'em comin'!" Goron Link hopped up and stomped a happy dance,
shaking the ground beneath him, then held out his hands expectantly. You
hand over the sizeable rupee, and watch, incredulous, as the Goron eats
it. As if grinding it into a thousand pieces, he gnashes and chews.
Smaller brown rupee shards sprinkled off as well as one blue
rupee and 3 small green rupees.
"YA-HOO!" He shouted triumphantly,
"First real food in a week! No one has brought in any rupees this
big for a long time! Anything purple or bigger is actually
nutritious for a Goron! Used to be, once in a while, folk would give Zelda
and Impa some rupees for their service, and they would turn around
and feed 'em to me when they turned purple! A Goron
can’t survive off of the same food everyone else can! Which
is also why you'll never see a Zora down here at
the feed. I stick around 'cuz I'cn keep the violence out. I might
be starving, but no one but a Goron can beat me!
So as long as I'm here, the homeless feed goes on as
scheduled, the Brawlers and Racers leave everyone alone, and since no money is
exchanged, the Mafia never cared to begin with. ... And cuz you fed me a
wallop of rock candy today, I'll start you off with a
great tip. The Thieves in black, and they sometimes
wear leather jackets, are homeless just like the rest
of us. I told you about the Mafia kicking them out of their old turf,
right? Guess they had something valuable? Beats
me, but they are not as bad as they look. Rumor
has it they're working with the Gerudo clan, out in
the desert. One of 'em, looks like a ninja,
comes around here once in a while, but never talks; stays as out of sight as
possible, and leaves as invisibly as they come. Seen 'em see
me seein' 'em once, and they disappeared into the traffic.
Guess they don't like bein' seen! Ninjas... But I seen this one
doin' trade with other thieves, so they must be the
same team, huh?"
Goron Link
rubbed his belly some more and smacked his lips. "I don't suppose you know
where you can get more of those? I don't care for the green
ones, and the brown aren’t even good tasting. You can keep most of the
crumbs if you want." He said, picking up the blue "crumb" that
fell off his purple meal. "The Moblin police make
sure to remove any and all shrubs and stray rocks from
the city, leaving me with nothing to scavenge for..." and he chomped the
blue rupee. "It'f wheirfd." he said, with his mouth full.
"I don't understand why they'd started doing that, because now I
might have to leave and go live in the desert! Getting
rid of me can't be their sole purpose!! It’s just a skate park!"
You pull out the rest of your rupees and handed them over,
smiling. Goron Link stomped about and praised, then gobbled them right up,
leaving no "crumbs". You pick up a handful of brown rupees and
the three green rupee "crumbs" left on the ground from his purple 'crumbs',
then nodded in departure, and slowly walked home, taking in the environment;
keeping watch on the activities around you, eyes open for the first time. You
sat at that park well past sundown before realizing the time.
When you finally get home some
time past 22:00 that night, your mother was waiting at the kitchen table,
worried sick. You'd opened the door and tossed your satchel beside it but
your mother was in a joyous panic, "Oh, Link! You're home! I
was so worried about you! Where have you been all day? I got
a call from Cremia saying you'd been a big
help at the ranch, but that was all I've heard from you since! That
was twelve hours ago!" She ran up and squeezed a
worried motherly embrace around you, then sighed with both relief and regret.
"You're growing up fast... Too
fast for mom to keep up with you anymore... I guess it's time you got
some more freedom, huh?" She said with a smile but a
heavy heart. "Your allowance isn't going to be enough for you
anymore, and I thought of you when I saw this Olde Hyrulean style wallet.
I was so worried about you, but I thought it through. I think the wallet
helped me come to the conclusion that you're going to be an adult someday."
She continued, speaking more for herself than for you. "I think you'll
be better able to learn about growing up with a bigger wallet..."
She said handing it over. "It's not much, but I'd feel better
knowing you had something to stay in touch with your
'mommie'..."
Inside it was a GameBoy. You stare at it
for a while before pulling it out. "You can only call home right
now, but if you bring it to me later, I'll add your friends'
numbers, but you need to only use it in emergencies.
Okay?" You stare at it a moment longer before looking her in the eye
and nodding in affirmation.
At the
dinner table, a cold plate of pasta sat on the table in front of the chair you
would have sat in that evening. "You can still warm it up, it will
still be good, I had it covered when you didn't show up for dinner."
She said, as she was ascending the stairs. "I'm going to bed, and so
are you, as soon as you finish eating, washing up and changing into your
jammies." You smile and roll your eyes - both sarcastically amused,
and genuinely happy. Plus, the pasta was great, and just exactly what you
needed.
The next
morning, you are abruptly awoken by a familiar game tune coming from an
unfamiliar location. You fumble around the desk and find the new
phone. It was ringing at 6:00 AM. You open it up and put it to your
ear, but it had gone silent and nothing happened. It made another sound,
just a sound, not a tune this time, right in your ear. You studied it a
moment and saw, on the tiny GameBoy screen, "1 new text". So
then you fiddle with it and find the text.
It read:
"I forgot to explain it
better: You cant actually make any calls except
emergency calls - you can text me, and when i add your
friends' numbers, you can text them too. but phone calls
are limited to me and emergency services only. - going to the
store, we're out of eggs and batter. be back soon!
~mom"
You groan
loudly and roll over back into bed, lie still for a moment, groan some more,
and lazily sweep your feet over the edge of the bed and slouch. You rub
your forehead and groan yet again as you begin stretching your arms out behind
you and leaning from one side to the other, and groaning, protesting this
hope-dashed awakening; having hoped you could have slept in. Hopping out
of bed, you reach for your toes and then arc your back and fall against the
bed. Then you lay awkwardly a while, leaning against the side of the bed
a moment before shoving the new phone into your pocket and heading down the
stairs.
There was
still cereal and milk in the cupboards, so you make yourself a quick breakfast,
but taking time to enjoy it. You're finishing your food shortly before
your mom returned with groceries. While mom put away, some fruit and
bread, you help put the eggs and batter away, and your mom noted the cereal was
still out, "Since you've already eaten, no eggs and waffles for you! Put
the cereal away, hon." As you grabbed the cereal, a Moblin siren
could be heard approaching, and a squad car coming from downtown sped past the neighborhood,
lights flashing, chasing a speeder.
You stared out the window, while your mother wrenched her
hands together, worried. "I might know I have to let you
go, but a mother never stops worrying for her
children, Link." She approached from behind, "Promise me that
even though I'm going to let you make your own decisions..." she put her
arms around you, "Promise you'll stay safe. Promise you'll let me
know you're alright every night. Send a text with your
new GameBoy at least once a night." She hugged you a long time before you
left the house.
You were
walking north, headed for downtown, several blocks from home, maybe a quarter
of a mile, when you passed an elderly woman who sat, hunched over, with a torn
blanket acting as a shawl over her back, on the curb at a busy
intersection. As you get close, you can see she is holding torn cardboard
with bold black letters "Need Food, Anything Helps". You place
a hand in your pocket and grab some money, but hesitate, recalling what the
Goron had said about it not having "real value".
You hesitantly pulled out roughly 13r in paper money and held it
out to the old woman. She snorted and coughed, but said nothing, taking
the money. You could now see she was much older than you had originally
thought, as if she was as old as time itself. You awkwardly open your new
wallet and look inside. The old woman abruptly belted "So what! ...Don't
care about ME at all; do ya!" She was glaring.
You withdraw the 3 green rupees with a certain tinge of
melancholy, and the woman's expression changed, softened. She watched the
rupees intently, her eyes widening as you hand them to her; as if she'd been
given mana from heaven. She smiled a toothless grin and put the rupees
away in the folds of her clothes, happily cocking her head side to side, as if
retracting her previous venom and forgiving herself. "I spoke too
soon!" she giggled in her raspy voice. "Today you will
have Okay Luck. Watch out for your friends next
week!" She spoke cryptically. You try to ignore it, but feel
good for helping the old woman out.
Downtown, the skate park is empty this early in the morning, but
beginning to attract attention. The patrolling Goron slept, curled up
like a rock, under the bridge. Traffic was only beginning to pick up in
the streets, and you can see your friend, Krystal, walking high above, across
the main bridge and on her way down to the main street. You bolt for the
bridge, hurrying to the intersection to meet her. She sees you and her
eyes widen with her smile, "Link!" she called out as she dashed
toward you.
You met up
at the intersection and Krystal excitedly spoke while you caught your breath,
"What are you doing way out here so early? I don't think I've ever
seen you downtown so early like this before!" You grab your GameBoy
and open it up to show her the text you'd gotten for a wakeup call.
"Oh wow! You finally have a phone too! You have to text
me! Here's my number-" she started showing you how to save her number and
abruptly noted the message about input lock, "Oh, looks like you can’t
just text me, gotta confirm it first... and its passworded,
so I can’t do that for you... Did you do that, or your mom? No sweat, I'll
write mine down for ya." She smiled.
Abruptly after she exchanged her note with you she blurted
out, "Hey! Come to the shop with me! Someone dropped
off the coolest thing I've ever, ever seen! Just this
weekend! You'll want to check it out before someone buys it any day now! I
wanted to show you so badly that I’m surprised I forgot to mention it earlier!"
You
accompany your friend to The Trading Post, a
store her mother owned in the mall, which Krystal ran and managed when her
mother wasn't there. Which typically accounted for morning opening time
and generally helping with everything after school got out - and during the
summer, there were days when Krystal did the whole job alone, from opening till
closing. The two of you had first met there as small children, before
Krystal was old enough to help out around the shop, when your mother had
brought you in to pick your own birthday gift. You'd chosen a small tan
ocarina, but had to fight with Krystal for it because she felt it rightfully
belonged to her. In the end, she agreed you could have it and "gave
it" to you, as a token of your establishing a new friendship, and have
shared it ever since... Currently, Krystal kept it in a glass display by
the register and took it out to play once in a while.
When you arrived, Krystal held up a finger, asking for a moment,
and ran through all the opening duties. She unlocked and turned open the
mall gate barring the store, flipped on the light switches, checked the
register and safe, did a quick bank inventory, and, finally, sat behind the
register, smiling at you. "This is going to blow your mind. I
want you to buy it... if you can. I've been holding on to it all
week, no one's checked it twice but I can’t just give it to you, ya know. But... This one is pretty
amazing." She said, pulling out a large glass heart. "Some
old lady brought it in here, asking for a silver rupee!
Can you believe that? I thought she meant 100r cash, but she looked at me
funny, trying to explain what a rupee was! I tried not
to laugh at her, and then I had to explain that we don't exchange rupees and
the best I could do was money. She seemed real angry, but was happy enough
to take the 100r I offered..." she trailed off intentionally,
"Which... is why I can't just give it to you, it’s hard
to keep the shop open these days, and as much as I want you to have it, I can’t keep
it on hold for free. Not that you knew till now... but... If
you want it, you'll have to either buy it, or pay the holding fee, 10r per day.
The lady said it was called a 'Heart Container', and was
worth more than she was asking, which seems funny since she was so happy to
take the money, regardless."
You frown and think hard.
You knew you still had almost enough to buy it from your allowance,
but were short by about 20r. you pulled out this cash and counted
it. Krystal smiled huge "I'll let you pay it off!
That is plenty!" She said, grabbing it out of your hands, mid count, on
the spot, without shame. You recoil offensively, but do nothing - more an
act than actual offense.
"I'll just pull up a tab for
you. I know you're trustworthy, so i won’t tax you for it either." She
winked, as she filled out some papers and handed over the Heart
Container. You hold it up and look inside the glass. The red heart
inside immediately glowed gently, and in the center you could make out the
symbol of the Triforce etched into the red material behind the glass slowly
light up.
You focus
on studying the pattern of the Triforce and notice one triangle begin to glow
solidly and softly, turning from glowing red to gold.
Krystal saw the dim light and started to ask what it was when it
flashed bright and caught her question a squeak in her throat. The
Triforce inside had grown to the full size of the red inner heart, and in the
empty center displayed visions of one of your Spirit Link's past adventures; a
young girl with cropped green hair sat on a tree stump, playing a wooden
ocarina, looked up and met your eyes. She smiled and waved, and the Heart
Container disappeared. Krystal didn't see anything except a flash, a
strong glow, and then - then nothing! The whole thing disappeared entirely! She
breathed heavily, trying to form a single word, "Whhh" struggling,
but not hesitating for even a moment, "Wh-hha-aht?!" She was staring
wide eyed. She couldn't move or speak, that was all she had left.
You are not far from her state of shock either.
Had you not woven words with Gerudian witches in the woods, nor
awakened to dirtier dealings downtown and discussed the details with a derelict
Goron, you'd have been utterly freaked out by this. So, as such, you were
able to find some stability with one hand, oblivious yet calm, and lean against
the counter Krystal sat at with the cash register. You just stare out
into space behind her, as if some fixed point light years away had your
undivided attention.
The two of you sat in silence for a long time, unable to
comprehend what had just occurred, neither of you having applicable words to
speak, and only questions could form briefly in mind before creating more
questions that could not even be asked much less answered, let alone grasped.
A frustrated customer waited for two whole minutes before
politely clearing her throat, recapturing Krystal's attention from her shock.
The lady bought a trinket and left, muttering under her breath about the
service. Krystal's return to reality was alone, and she nudged you to
join her. You blink a few times and stand upright at the counter.
"You have no idea what happened do you?"
Krystal finally asked, almost nonchalantly. You can only shake your head,
still dazed. You notice someone sitting in the mall outside the shop as
you shake your head, and slowly return your gaze to an occupied mall bench.
A chill runs down your spine when you notice the purple T-shirt underneath an
unzipped black hoodie, but no specific thoughts could form on the matter.
Krystal breaks your concentration, "This is going to be a
rough day, Link, I think I need to close up and just go home...
I can't even think. Not... Not after seeing... that..."
Her thoughts were evolving mid-sentence and she looked to the floor and toyed
with her toes. "Would you mind if...? Can you walk me home?"
Without even thinking, you nod, still too shocked to recall, off hand, that you
have never even seen where she lives, let alone been invited to her home.
Across the river, a few miles from the ranch, you and
Krystal silently stroll beside each other, one caught up in worry, the other in
contemplation, yet both of you unaware of being followed. Krystal tugged
on your shirtsleeve when you came up to an intersection and stoplight.
"I've... never brought anyone back to the house
with me before..." She started, unsure of how to finish.
"You... you were..." She struggled, sighed heavily, and looked away,
then quickly changed tactics, "You met the forest witches!
... It’s the only answer. They trusted you to help Cremia,
so I have to... I can trust you too. I should expect you think I'm
a terrible friend all these years having never truly trusted you, huh?"
You place a hand on her shoulder. She turned to meet your
eyes, and you gently close them and shake your head. When you opened your
eyes, tears came down Krystal's face and she hugged you. "I live in
the forest,” she said into your shirt, “why don't you lead the way? If you
think can find the witches again, that is."
She smiled, and dried her tears (and her nose) on your sleeve - as a prank but
also to put herself in a better mood.
You recoil
animatedly, but didn't actually care since you knew she needed to smile, and so
played along; and smile she did.
The smile kick started the journey as Krystal nudged you into the
river park beside the 3-way pedestrian intersection where you'd taken
pause. "You know the Double LR is roughly
east of here, so just keep going northeast till things look familiar. Normally I'd
take the trails, but..." She looked around and then whispered
"I think we're being followed... plus I want to see if Koume and Kotake
remember me..." You abruptly stop and look around.
"shhsh!" Krystal whispered, "Keep walking...!"
You bent over to adjust your shoes, trying to look as nonchalant as possible,
then continued.
After
nearly 2 miles of pathless forest, small unkempt trails started winding and
braiding through the forest, and Krystal picked the path to walk.
"We're close to the ranch. Does any of it look
familiar, Link?" Your response was clearer to you than to Krystal as
you picked up the pace and started marching. You recognize the path the
fairy had led you, and began to jog... Not only retracing the steps, but
the pace you took as well. "Link! Hey!" Krystal called
out from behind, "Wait up!" She said as she began to chase after.
As you
neared the Witches’ Hut, Krystal had sudden second thoughts: "wait, maybe
I should..." She started to mumble as Midna and Twila emerged from the
camouflaged forest home. "That's not Koume and Kotake...!"
She whispered sternly. You smile back at her and emerge from the
forestry, holding up a hand in a frozen wave for the twins.
"Link...!" Krystal "shouted" in a whisper.
"Who's your friend?" Midna and Twila mutually
asked. You turn around to smile at Krystal, who hesitantly approached,
then, with a combination of courage and anger, approached Midna and Twila
directly. "Where's Koume and Kotake? They've lived here all
my life. I've never met you two." The twins exchanged a glance
mixing concern with doubt. "We've lived here with our aunts all our
lives and we've never met you-"
Kotake emerged on her broomstick from the tree home, half
cackling; half scolding, half teasing. Uncharacteristically, plain
speaking, she carried on. "Enough! None of you children remember
each other because you were too little!" Koume, rather, used
her magic to appear beside her sister with a puff of smoke and a cackle.
Kotake turned to glare at her. "It's no surprise you'd forget!
Such rivals you were!" Koume spoke, ignoring her twin's glare.
Both Koume and Kotake then looked toward you
and greeted you simultaneously, "Hello, Link."
All of you went inside the tree home, and were greeted with the
sweet and pungent smell of brewing potion mushrooms. "Cremia
is doing well, no? We must apologize, my sister and I. It’s
tragic." Kotake began, followed by Koume, "You see, Cremia is
one of very few remaining Hylians who are sensitive enough to
be affected by the subtle workings of magic."
Taking turns talking, "We had maintained a long and lasting friendship
with her after we showed her how to make her own
potions, but as the years went by..." They swapped, "... The
mushrooms ran dry, and we've been searching for them all over the
forest, to give to her, without a problem... until three years ago."
Twila and Midna cut in, "That's when a lot of strange things
started happening; here in the forest, in corners and dead ends of
Hyruletropolis, around the depths of Lake Hylia and it
shores, in the Gerudo Desert Wastes, and even deep
within Death Mountain. Here, the forest
denizens have taken to eating up all our mushrooms and uprooting
as many bushes as they can find. In the desert, our family has stopped
contacting us; the last thing we heard was they were run out of their home and
left to survive in the wastes. A lot of activity in
the last three years has left our dear aunts terrified of the
implications." Their concern for their aunts was both touching and
insulting, to which Koume snapped, "Terror nothing! We're not scared, just
concerned!" Which Kotake argued, "Concerned enough to stay
locked in our home in the woods and staying well out of sight!" They
began to bicker, hovering on their broomsticks, shaking spoons at each other,
heading back to the cauldron. "Witch!" one snapped as they dispatched
the brew into separate bottles, followed by "Hag!" from the
other. Twila and Midna both turned to each other and agreed, "Don't
ever let me get like that!" simultaneously.
Back outside, Twila and Midna hovered over the dead and ashen
fire pit, Krystal and Link sat across from each other around it, and the four
of them chatted about what they were going to do. No one could come up
with any answers, and Krystal remembered she needed to get home.
"We'll take you." Said Twila and Midna. "Thanks,
really." Krystal started, "But we'll be fine. Take care of your
aunts. Link will take me home. Right, Link?" She
finished, nodding to you: Nodding to her. You all waved to each
other, the twins retreated into the house, and you and Krystal disappeared on
the trails leading back to her home. "We should hurry. Lead on…
That way." Krystal directed.
Deep in
the woods, the trail started to become overgrown, and Krystal stopped
you. "Hold on. We're almost there, but this is where it gets
tricky. We have landmarks we have to remember to
find the house. No visible trails lead there." Krystal took
the lead and beckoned for you to follow her. You passed a few hollow and
creepy-looking trees, wrapped around a boulder, which hid another tree, just
off an overgrown path from another nearby park - a fishing-hole.
She wound around the warped trees, then the larger fat tree,
which blocked the view of a small slope into an underground chasm behind it, leading
further off the beaten path and well beyond sight. As you descended
behind the tree, they out of your sight and you out of theirs, a Purple Brawler
emerged from behind while he lost sight of your path. He stood around
awkwardly, looking for the two kids he'd just lost. He peeked into bushes
and around large boulders, scratched his head, then belted out loudly and
angrily in defeat before pushing along the trail in hopes of finding his
target.
"What was that?" Krystal said, looking back toward the
distant but sharp and angry outburst from behind you. You look back a
moment, turn, and shrug, then push on. The tiny chasm was easy to enter
from behind that fat tree, but the ceiling began to close up overhead almost
immediately. You were in more of a crawl space of a tunnel than a mere
crack in the ground and had to crouch in places. "If we kept to the
trail back there, we'd eventually wrap around back toward the river.
Great fishing spot that way. There are also Forest
Zoras who live near there. They seem to keep to themselves, but
are said to be very dangerous if provoked. No one knows much else about
them though, not even Ruto." The tunnel-chasm began to open up ahead
and sunlight poured in, along with shadows of branches. Tapering into the
Earth was a giant rock jutting in like a sheathed dagger, leaving the exit with
a steep climb.
"Careful here, it's easier leaving home than coming
back!" Krystal giggled. She veered to the left and used a thick vine to
stabilize her climb up the steep rock face, then tossed the vine in your
direction when she got to the top, "It's easier on the side, but as long
as you keep ahold of the vine, you'll be fine." She said, gesturing
to the left side she'd climbed, then climbed down on the other side. When
you reached the top, Krystal was nowhere in sight, while a large log cabin sat
in the middle of a sunny glade, surrounded by thick stone and fat trees,
submerged in a steep bowl-shaped depression in the Earth. One way in, one
way out. The front door sat ajar and you suddenly feel an irrational tug of
panic in your chest. You quickly clamber down and run to the front door
with haste.
You bolt
through the door and fall over Krystal, rolling into her mother and knocking
her to the floor as well. Krystal fumed, more confused than furious,
"Link! What was that all about?! You just knocked my mom to the floor!"
Her mother began laughing: A rounder, curvy woman with long, braided, green
hair, and a nearly identical face to her daughter. Krystal grinned and
stood up, offering her hand to her mother so to help her up as well. You
stay on the floor, too embarrassed to get back up.
"Mom; this is my friend, Link.
We met-" Her mother interrupted her with a stiff, upright open
palm. "I remember Link, you two first met when you two were too little to
remember. It's nice to see that you've reconnected and become friends
again!" She smiled.
Krystal was sarcastic “At the shop?
On his birthday?”
"Oh!
My name is Saria XI.”
Her mom distracted “The women in
our family have all been named after our ancestor, because she had been a Sage
of the Forest Temple and I'm the eleventh generation.
Krystal's father named her... Before I had a chance to explain any of
this, so we left it at that..." She trailed off. Krystal hugged
Saria, "It's okay mom! I love my name as much as I love yours!"
Saria smiled halfheartedly then realized Krystal was explaining something
important before everyone found themselves on the floor. "Oh! what
was that about closing the shop early, Krys? You've never had trouble with
customers befo..." Krystal interrupted, "It wasn't a customer, exactly...
But... Something happened to distract me, and without focus, it will be
all of the customers. So I figured it'd be better off if we closed early,
rather than have bad service all day."
Saria was still
confused and becoming a little upset, "I don’t understand. What
could have possibly distracted you all day long? Was there an electrical
short in one of the light switches, or the register get stuck
again?" Saria folded her arms, "You know how to fix the cash
register, dear..." Krystal was getting impatient, "It wasn't
anything technical!" and she looked over to you, in hopes you could bail
her out. Her urgent look was enough to do the trick, though for the wrong
reasons. Her mother snickered, "It's okay, I'll let it go.
Just don't make a habit out of it, okay? Maybe you can teach
Link how to run to shop together?" She winked.
Krystal suddenly realized that her mother was trying to hint at something, and she groaned long and loud,
"MOOOO-oooooooo-OOOOMMMM!" Then pushed her mother into the
kitchen, "Link, you know the way? I think you ought to go home..."
She vainly fought herself from blushing.
You smile and wave at them on their way into the kitchen, leave
the cabin, close the door behind you, and take in a deep breath.
You stepped off the porch and looked into the trees and
skies overhead. Another sigh of relief, then took off at a steady pace.
You backtracked from the cabin to the crevice, back to the overgrown
path, and cautiously peeked around the tree and boulder. When you were sure no
one was around, you hurried down the path, toward the ranch, running as quietly
as possible. In your haste, you catch up with a furious and shady fellow
and slow down, trying to keep your distance. The man stomped and shouted “quietly”
at himself as he trudged along, so you held back and waited, giving the man
ample time to put distance between you.
More casually now, you take the paths' scenery and atmosphere in
as you stroll, enjoying the feel of the woods. This casual pace made the
departure trip thrice as long as your arrival time, and the sun was careening
into the west, nearly exhausting the afternoon. Emerging from the woods
close to the ranch, you could see a group of Brawlers gathering by the
intersection where you and Krystal had entered the Woods. Waiting to see
what they were doing, you assure yourself they weren't a threat only after several
of them dispersed into town and only two remained, casually jeering at
traffic. After waiting so long, you finally travel back
across the bridge, into downtown. As you passed the two remaining
Brawlers, you hear one of them mutter something about you being "a little
green punk." Up ahead, on the opposite end of the bridge, you could
just barely make out a dark figure hopping over the railing and vanishing. You
run ahead to get a better view, then slow down and watch once you are close
enough to make out the Ninja wrap crawling alongside the edge of the bridge.
You watch; fascinated by the grace by which this mysterious person leapt from
the bridge into the trees nearby and vanished toward the skate park. You run
ahead again and followed the bridge across the side path to halfway across
before you were confronted by a museum separating the bridge path to the main
intersection by the front of the park from the street below, bordering the rear.
You hurry down, here, to the park, but could make no sign of any mysterious
Ninja in the area. Goron Link on patrol, the familiar blue van under the
bridge had just arrived, and several (newly) familiar faces started to show up
from around downtown for the free food. You decide to stick around and
people-watch again. You wander over to the other end of the park from the bridge,
on the empty end, and get comfy in a quiet corner bench.
Goron
Link stopped to chat with a couple on a stroll, Zelda hurried back and forth
under the bridge, no signs of brawlers or mafia, the sun was starting to light
the dusk horizon with orange and yellow hues, and no signs of Ninjas
either. You decided to stretch out and stood up in front of the
bench. Doing a few stretches; forward bends, side twists, and deep
breathing. As the couple departed from Goron Link, he raised his hands in
a cheer and let out an audible "yahoooph!" as he gobbled up a small
gift. You smile to yourself, and touch your toes, and inhale deep.
The park
breathed and sighed as people came to eat and dispersed slowly into the falling
dusk. You remained mostly by the park bench all evening, and approached
the van under the bridge only at the very end of the feed. Impa was
washing the fold-out tables off and gathering up any napkins, utensils, plates,
or other resources left behind as Zelda loaded them into the van or threw away
rubbish. You walk around one table, toward the van and wait as Zelda
loaded a box of canned chili into the back. She heard your approach and
turned around to face you, standing awkwardly beside.
You stared at each other for a moment; and Impa noticed,
waiting for Zelda to return. Finally, she approached, and formally
introduced herself and Zelda, "Hello, Link. You've grown a lot since
we were all last together. I am Zelda's attendant,
Impa."
Zelda
noticed herself staring at you and interrupted Impa, "I don't suppose
you'd remember me either, I barely remember you, when
we were so little..." She trailed off. "My name
is Zelda, we were all really little
when all our parents last met together at the Double LR.
I remember you, Link, and our friends, Ruto, Krystal,
Malon, and the twins, Twila and Midna... I think Marin is
the only one of us old enough to remember anything more than that
though." Impa had resumed the cleanup while Zelda talked.
She mentioned playing games with each
other at the ranch long ago, drinking fresh milk straight from the cows,
chasing cuccos, and expressed enjoying the wonders of meeting horses for the
first time. No more than 2 minutes in, Impa cleared her throat and
indicated toward the tables and gas stoves. Zelda politely excused
herself, but you helped by carrying the collapsible tables into the back of the
van.
Impa
thanked you for your help and entered the driver's seat, while Zelda lingered
to talk. "Thank you for the help, Link. I hope you can come
help us tomorrow evening; I can give you Impa's cell number so
you can stay in touch with me.” You take the number she wrote down and
waited awkwardly. Impa broke the silence and called for Zelda.
You wave
goodbye as Zelda climbed in, waving back, and they drove off. Before you
could, or perhaps would, turn around to return home, a cyan racer sped past and
followed the van a moment before revving past them and disappearing. You
look back in the direction the car had come and noticed some Cyan Racer
jumpsuits walking toward the park from the formerly Brawler shops across the
street. Goron Link had noticed too and approached you under the bridge. Gently, but sternly, he said, "Relax,
kid. They're just leaving. You should go home too."
There was solemn gravel in his voice.
You headed
back toward home while fiddling with your new phone, sent a text to mom with
the time and your location, then sent another asking to add Krystal's and
Zelda's phone numbers to your contact list along with at least Impa’s number.
Along the trip home, you notice the same old lady with the blanket shawl
walking out of a small store, near home, and decide to take a look
inside. The shop owner was a kind, stocky man with shiny widow’s peak forehead,
lustrous blue hair on the back of his head, and a happy demeanor. He
turned and greeted you right away, revealing a large yellow fox mask.
"Hello, kiddo!" he nearly boomed from behind the mask, perhaps trying
to startle the kids who came in or just thinking he needed to compensate more
than necessary for his voice behind the mask.
Still loudly, but muffled, "You have the look of a smart
kid, so I'll tell ya a little secret!" He placed the reverse side of
his hand beside his mask, pushing it aside to show his mouth, and leaned in as
you approached the counter, lowering his voice theatrically.
"There's a magical mask salesman coming to town
soon, an' he'll be setting up shop in here. I've got a special deal to
promote him by giving away this free mask!"
You smile and put out your hands, but the shop keep continued on,
pulling back and letting the mask fall over his mouth again. "But
there's a small catch, you see. I need to make a living here, yeah?"
he spoke up again to compensate for his muffled voice. "I can't
give too many away for free, so it's more like a
job... I'm passing the torch. You want the mask;
you just gotta wear it and try to sell it. If you come back with the
money, I can either let you keep the same mask for free, or give you a new
one to try to sell. How do ya like that?"
After
rolling your head back and forth in thought, you nod and reach for the mask
from the man. He then introduced himself as Kafei, relinquishing the mask
and stroking his newly revealed and strangely blue beard, "and that is the
Keaton Mask. It represents the tricky fox from old stories. Maybe
you remember some of them?" Then he asked if you were here to buy
anything from his shop. You decided you had to look around some more and
see what there was. You notice small and medium bottles, a wooden sword
and shield practice set, a Large Olde Hyrulean Wallet, and a Traditional
Hunter's Tunic: Medium and Large Sizes.
As you started to leave, Kafei asked, "You see anything you
like? There's a special discount for employees, you
know? Sell the mask, alright?" He said. Smiling, you
nodded and left for home, wearing the Keaton Mask. You traveled the short
trip home, entering the house, when you received your answer to the text about
your friends. It was yes.
"Oh
good, you're ho-WHOAHHHEE! WHAT ARE YOU?" The mask frightened a
sudden response when your mom emerged from the kitchen, so you took it
off. You both sat on the couch and laughed. It was 'payday' and you
received your allowance of 20r. Your mom took your GameBoy and entered
the requested information, then thanked you for giving her a time and location
update. "... and since you're proving you can be
responsible..." she said, as she gave you two blue 5r bills, " your
allowance just got a 5r raise and one-time-today-bonus." You two
exchanged a hug, then she had asked about the mask before you retired to bed while
she was mentioning something about a Keaton story she grew up with where he had
tricked a man into becoming a Scrub, and the Deku-man used a circle of bushes
and trapped Keaton there.
The
weekend had arrived and the slow weekend mornings in Hyrule meant everyone
usually slept in or stayed indoors until lunchtime or later. You took
advantage of the vacant mornings every weekend to practice Parkour, waking up
extra early today for some reason. Probably due to all the excitement
about the new Zelda box set, and your own coincidental experiences as of late.
You were up before the sun had even begun to creep out from
behind the horizon, and crept about the house softly, so as not to wake your
mother; downstairs to the fridge for some milk, quietly pulling handfuls of
cereal out into a bowl, and putting the milk back, ever gently closing the
fridge as to make no sounds. You ate as quickly and quietly as possible
before taking off. Out the front door, on the front step, you held your
breath as you slowly close the door, as if taking an hour wasn't quiet enough.
You stretched yourself out as you walked, taking extra long strides and walking
extra slow, toward downtown for your Weekend Free Run. You looked forward
to each run, but this would be the first time going into the city.
Usually you'd either run laps around your house or just go to Ruto's house and
back; or just stay and hang out with your friend. Perhaps it was just the
recent drama and stimulation, but you were feeling extra adventurous and
decided to explore downtown beyond the mall and skate park.
Halfway there, the familiar blanket shawl obscures a misfortunate
soul, hiding behind a tree, asleep. You wadded up and left some of that
"worthless" money for her, both 5r bills. You felt a sense of
pride when you walked away, and smiled.
You
decided you were close enough to downtown to begin really warming up and
started jogging. Your travel time drastically changed the morning for
you. For one thing, you'd have been running from the house from the
beginning if you were going to Ruto's, but because you were not as familiar
with the downtown maze of streets, you'd need all the energy you could get; at
the expense of this morning lull, you realized. Once the sun started
announcing himself you felt pressured to begin your delayed run. Your
increased pace wasn't satisfactory, you wanted to run already!
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Before you were fully 3 quarters of the way there, you take
off. You could see the first parking garage, marking the southern border
of downtown and decide you'd start there; up and down the stairs, wending your
way around and over parked cars, then back down to the street level to explore.
Your increased running speed frees your spirit and you smile inwardly to
yourself, and did a cartwheel without breaking pace. Smiling outwardly
now, feeling accomplished, you were getting better at Parkour and felt like
trying some stunts for the first time!
You run
the outer perimeter of the garage and enter, after encircling the whole
building; daylight was starting its full swing for the day as the last drop of
sun dripped up in the unseen distance outside of downtown. You begin
encircling the inside of the garage, looking for stairs to the top, kicked off
the wall of the open stairwell door frame up to the first quarter-flight
landing where the stairs cornered off and turned, gracefully grabbing the hand
rail to orbit the turn and kept going up without slowing down.
Clearing two steps at a time, you chug up to the top without any
more fancy footwork, but tripped at the top step, caught yourself in time to
roll through the fall and kept pace. Very few cars were parked in the
garage, and only one at the top, on the other end of the lot; you dash over and
roll across the car, testing yourself some more, then wrapped around and came
to the ramp, gaining a little speed and losing your balance. You had to
slow down and felt a little disappointed, but pressed on with peerless
enthusiasm.
You dash ahead of yourself with a graceful, long stride, gliding
hop and cleared a dozen paces down the ramp, land, and roll with the momentum,
involuntarily jumping again as you clear the roll, clearing eighteen paces
down the ramp and landing hard, rolling around and around many paces and
stopping flat on your back. Your wallet bounced away from you and emptied
part of its contents: a cellphone and a green rupee you'd missed earlier.
The wallet seemed bigger on the insider somehow...
You gather
the wallet and returned its contents, sit rubbing a knee for a moment, and
began stretching again. You didn't want to really hurt
yourself, since you were nowhere near done running this morning! No, by
Din, you were going to get this beloved running in; and take the time to
explore downtown!
After stretching thoroughly and walking out of the garage,
traffic was starting to creep out as a lone car drove out of downtown when you
exited. Back to jogging until you got to the mall 3 blocks up.
Almost not a one soul around this early, other than the few passers-through, an
occasional stray dog or cat, and yourself.
Jogging
done, sprinting now; Parkour, Free Running, straight down the sidewalk, past
the mall, turn toward the park, turn again just before, at the church, and
running north past the vehicle tune-up, board, blade, and bike shop, dojo, and
auditorium/theatre, into less familiar territory...
Time to break off the beaten path.
You curved around a corner into an alleyway, where downtown
mysteriously changed into a labyrinth... Luckily, you'd run right into a
dead end, nothing but some sort of commercial back door, and simply turned
around. However, to your astonishment, you turned around to find yourself
on an entirely different street! You abruptly stop and look around your
shoulder. The dead end had also changed into a T-intersection...
You feel a sense of dread creep up your spine, and look around to find some landmarks.
You turned around twice, didn't know where you were, except that a Navi's
Curio shop was across the street from you and featured a crystal ball
on a pole for a store sign. That stood out enough that sufficient
confidence had returned. You had the courage needed to finish your run.
You take a
deep breath and hold it for a moment, almost as if expecting something to come
running out of the alley behind you... However, when nothing happened,
you turned and exhaled sharply with a burst of speed as you took your first
step forward, into the unknown, and dash into the wall where the brick alley
split: Left or right..? ... Then, kicked off the wall with a left hand turn,
into the magical labyrinthine alleyways of Hyruletropolis.
You nearly collide with the parallel wall in the narrow alley and
considered for a gleeful moment that you could probably wall kick your way
through if you so desired, as you came up to another 3 way T-split. You
take the left hand path again and noticed Navi's Curio pass on your left hand
side in an alleyway transfer, almost stopping you dead in your tracks, as you
skid to a stop. You'd already cleared the corner, and when you turned
around to look back out the exit, you saw another sight all together: The
Hyrulean museum. Your jaw dropped, and you stood still, petrified.
This was, at the very least, a familiar sight, so you were
quickly confident, again, knowing you'd be able to get home as long as you'd
stuck to the streets and stayed well away from the alleys. You found a
little courage and broke the paralysis, dashing out of the alleys.
Now you found an additional surprise once you rounded the
alleyway exit, only to bump into Impa and Zelda! You'd nearly collided
with Impa, running so fast; but she had surprisingly lightning fast
reflexes for her age and managed to dodge within a hair of a split second of
making contact..! You tried to correct yourself, expecting to rely on
Impa intercepting your inertia. Rather than colliding into Impa, as
expected, you wound up losing your balance and tripping over yourself.
You roll forward a pace and stop sideways on your ribs, looking up at Zelda’s
shins. Although her reaction seemed as if expectant, Impa was just as
surprised to see you as you were to see her and Zelda; however, Impa was much
more concerned and composed. "Did you just come from that alleyway,
young one?" She asked, sternly. You half recoiled but nodded,
standing up and brushing yourself off.
Impa was very solemn, dire concern painted her face almost
as if a panic, and she tried to explain the danger, "Child, I wouldn't
return there if I were you." She stated, pointing back into the narrow,
shallow alleyway between the museum and the adjacent historic structure.
"Downtown Hyruletropolis was built on top of
almost half of the Lost Woods. Roughly a quarter of that is just this side of the river...”
there was a pause. “... Where concrete,
steel, and asphalt cover the ground, no magic can take hold... But in the
old days of Hyrule, before it became a metropolis and yet after it grew beyond
a simple township: Everything was built with brick, wood,
and stone. The Lost Woods were named for the people
who mysteriously disappeared after venturing into them... Unlike metal,
cement and blacktop, stone and wood are alive and channel magic as well as
the air and water do... Brick amplifies it in the direction of its
laying. During the days of old Hyrule, people mysteriously disappeared
every day. Most people returned within the day,
sometimes as much as a week later, but the parts of Hyrule built over the lost
woods were avoided... Legends say that those who entered the lost woods
would become Stalfos... Everyone who entered... Stalfos..." She
seemed to gaze off into an unseen distance. "Oh, listen to me; going
on about magic, you must think me an incompetent boob..." But fell short
when she became self-conscious in a sudden awkward moment of uncharacteristic
doubt.
"Pardon the history lesson, I've come with the- young
miss, to give her another lesson, it's already strong in
mind." She smiled awkwardly, continuing, "But never the less:
Hyruleans continue to get confused and lost, sometimes one or two will even
disappear, if they find themselves in the alleyways... As they
had in the old days of Hyrule City... Just as they had in the ancient
Lost Woods... I hope you don't get lost as well..." Zelda
stamped her foot impatiently, "Well?? Can we invite them in or at least get going already? You said you
had something to show me here!" Zelda childishly scolded Impa, then
turned and smiled brightly at you, "Hi Link!" again smiling with her
eyes.
"Have you ever been in the Museum of Hyrule before?"
Zelda asked, scooting past Impa. You nod as Zelda continued without
really waiting for a reply, "Impa told me the spires on
the corners of the building were moved from the original castle,
back in the old days... when the town... I guess, and now I
learned, it was made of brick." Smiling again with her eyes,
cheerful and bright. Although her smile faded along with her sentence as
she continued, "... and that we were here, today, to learn some important stuff..."
She seemed concerned with its importance. "Wanna hang out?"
She asked, slowly reaching for your hand.
You nod your head again and Zelda suddenly grabs your hand
and runs up the steps toward the door, dragging more than leading you in, and calling
impatiently for Impa behind her, who slowly followed up shaking her head.
Zelda wanted to show you the statue of the King and ran straight to it before
relinquishing her grasp. She stopped and stared up at it a while, silent,
and awestruck; you stare at her, confused, then looked up at the statue as
well, and Zelda started explaining herself, still staring, gaze fixed.
"Sorry I ran you in here like that, I hope I
wasn't, too, rude..." the pause was a bit long, you smell the dusty air as you wait. "Impa
told me she needed to explain things to me
today... I was confused at first when she said we had to be at the museum
for me to understand." She took a few steps back, still focused on
the King's statue, still staring at his face.
"But when I thought about the dreams I've had over the
last few seasons..." You walk back with her and stand beside her,
listening, "I asked her if it had anything to do with the Royal
Family. She seemed surprised, and maybe wasn't supposed to tell me then.”
She pauses. “Maybe not until now. Right
here."
Impa had caught up and crossed the threshold into the hall,
"Truly, I was not, but your question implied you'd been having dreams and
visions." She said, catching both of your attention. "I felt pressed
from both sides of my duty; so I told you why you were named after The
Princess Zelda from ancient Hyrule." Impa
turned sternly to face you as she approached.
"Link, your name has become a thing of
rarity amongst Hylians, more common for Dekus and Gorons to be
named Link in the last hundred years than your own people... It is said to be
bad luck for a Hylian. You two are not here, together, today, by mere
coincidence, and I am worried that you must leave now, Link. Perhaps it will be
explained to you better in the future, but, my apologies, you should go. The
museum has given me special privileges to open and close its
doors, and this is not a public opening."
You feel abashed, and awkwardly depart from your
friends. Leaving the museum, you stared at the alley for a moment,
wondering if you dared betray Impa's warning, your mind wandering to untold
travels beyond Hyruletropolis, getting lost in the brick laden corridors; but
then you turned to face the river instead, figuring you 'd pay Ruto a visit
today after all - An extra-long route now.
You were pretty tired from the long pause in this run, so
you sat on the steps and took a breather then got up after a few minutes and
began stretching. You built your energy up quickly, warming up and then
taking off immediately, no jog prep to start.
You hear a call from behind you a moment later but ignore
it, and rounded the corner to run past the skate park.
You do a lap around the park, nodding
your head in acknowledgement to Goron Link on the way past him and then head
toward the mall where this day really began, thinking you caught a faint shout
behind you but still not concerned
.
You arrive at the mall and see Krystal on her way in the
doors to open shop. She didn't see you and you didn't slow or say hi.
Rounding the next corner toward the parking garage you slow your pace since
traffic was starting to appear and the light ahead was red. As soon as it
was green and the cars were clear, you dash across the intersection and enter
the same garage again.
Many more parked cars filled the garage than earlier this
morning, so you try your hand at some stunts again, weaving in and out of tight
spaces between cars, rolling across roofs and jumping and sliding across
hoods. An abrupt alarm startles you and you stumble, roll, and correct
yourself, then exit the garage, all without breaking pace.
You get back onto the main street where it merges with the
one you'd just come out of the garage onto, and find the old lady standing
directly in your path on the sidewalk, staring directly at you; as if
deliberately blocking you. You didn't want to be disrespectful or run
into her and had to either stop or go around into traffic. So you stop,
directly in front of her; she smiled, cackled gleefully, and tells you you'd
have incredible luck today, then got out of the way, still laughing.
You step past cautiously, awkwardly, watching her from the
corner of your eye.
You were roughly a quarter of the way home from the garage,
from downtown. Kafei's General Store was near here, and you had your
allowance on you. So you went in, wearing the Keaton mask, and bought an
empty small bottle for 20r. "You shoulda sold the mask,
kid! That bottle would have been 5r off for you if you
had! Shame... Keep trying!" Kafei delighted in encouragement. "You look
tired, have some water with that bottle" he finished, filling your bottle
for free. "Come back if you need some more. You might not have sold the
mask yet, but I can consider you employed if you’re really serious!" Kafei
told you as you left the store.
You drink down the water and feel instantly refreshed, so
you didn't bother stretching and jumped right into sprinting. Again you
thought you'd heard a holler, but again, it wasn't concerning enough to stop
after you'd already begun sprinting.
You ran straight along the sidewalk all the way past home
and down toward the lake. Since there wasn't any real hurry, you didn't
cut across the field or swim through the lake, but instead followed the long
route along main street until it turned into country road and curved along the
river east of it.
You finally slow to a jog and enjoy the scenery of
overgrown, grass and wide open fields at the city's edge. Your
neighborhood was right there on the edge of civilization, between the rural
country south of Hyruletropolis and the downtown urban sprawl north of Lake
Hylia. It had been a very exhausting run, from Downtown to your
house. As the lake came into view, you knew your jogging was over, and
walked the rest of the way to Ruto's house.
Across the old covered bridge where the river split the lake
into two large bodies: Lake Hylia to the east and "Lake of Ill Omen"
to the west of the fork. True locals, however, never separated the
two bodies, and considered them both one large lake. The impoverished
Zoras who lived in coral-and-metal shanties built on top of an island in the
west end of the lake all say the same thing: That "Ill Omen" is
nothing more than a spiteful insult directed at the homeless Zoras who were
kicked out of their own homes generations ago, even while the wealthy Zoras on
the East banks continued to demean them and refer to "their side" as
"Ill Omen".
As you exit the other end of the covered bridge, you clearly
hear a desperate shout this time "Link!! Wait
up!!" You finally realize Zelda has been following you all the way
from the Museum and was calling after you the whole way! You turn around
to the sight of a huffing and exhausted young Zelda, hunched over, trying to
catch her breath, less than halfway across the bridge.
"hhhh... And I thought Impa's... whew... training was
intense... hha...wwwhh you're unreal! hhhuh..." She looked up,
eyes heavy from exhaustion "Link, I-" she started, but hunched
over again, breathing hard, still chasing her breath. You quickly cross
the bridge again, back toward her side, and lend a shoulder for her to lean on,
smiling for her. "Thanks, Link. hhhfff... I think we should
find some place... To Talk..."
The way she emphasized 'talk' suggested important matters,
but you were still set on visiting Ruto. You nudge her toward town,
looking in the general direction of Ruto's house. Zelda nodded and you
slowly walked together to the young Zora girl's home in silence.
You arrive at the same moment as Ruto, who was returning with
a basket full of fish. She smiled warmly for you and invited you both
in. "If you don't mind eating fish, you can stay
for dinner too." She said to the both of you. You help Zelda
to a chair and Ruto spoke to her "Zelda, right? We were all such little
babies when we met, at the ranch, huh?"
Zelda smiled, "You remember! It's nice to meet you again,
Ruto!" They smiled at each other, and Ruto asked if you'd stay for
dinner. "I eat mine raw, of course, but I'll start a fire for you
two to cook yours." Zelda thanked her and Ruto got to work chopping
up the fish and preparing them for the fire in an adjacent room.
Zelda became serious, "Link."
She initiated. You instantly gave her your undivided attention, hanging
on her every word. Zelda fidgeted some before continuing, "Impa said
my family is descended from
the Ancient Royal Family of Hyrule, and that... I am, a
rightful princess...!" Overhearing this, Ruto was
shocked and poked her head out of the kitchen behind the both of you, staring
at Zelda for a moment, unnoticed by either of you as Zelda continued on,
"She told me this morning before we ran into you... That's what she
wasn't supposed to tell me, but it gets worse,
Link!" Ruto, flustered and anxious, darted her head back in and got
straight to trying to ignore the story and focus on the fish.
Zelda stood up "Impa's always kept a close watch over
me and taught me all kinds of important things and ways of taking care of
myself. I used to think she was insane, with her level of training and
teaching and history lessons! But now I see why she
did it all... She told me things today that I'm not supposed to tell you,
not anyone... but... I know in my heart that I
must. The right thing to do... I wonder if anyone knows...
what the right thing is..? I feel this is right! You're
going to save Hyrule!" Ruto involuntarily quipped a stifled
squeal and caught Zelda's attention, who started to blush. Zelda opened
her mouth to make an excuse, but Ruto held up a fin and spoke on top of her
"I-", "It's okay, Zelda... We have a lot in
more common than you'd think. My parents adopted me when I
was very little. They found me floating down the river not far from
downtown. They waited till I was ten years old to tell me that they found
me in a basket and that I was wearing the Zora's Sapphire around
my neck..."
This time it was Zelda who squealed, "Oh! So you are
a Princess of the Zora people!!" She happily
exclaimed, "This is too good to be true! Link, do you know what this
means?!" You stare back with a vacant look.
"ugh!" Zelda cried out in sarcastic but genuine disgust.
"Children!" and rolled her eyes.
Ruto covered a laugh. Zelda
tried to conceal sarcasm with a semi-serious tone, "Ruto can help you save
Hyrule too!" You hold up your hands and begin to back away.
"You want to help us, don't you?" Now you were trapped, between
yourself, your friends, and your heart - You didn't want to betray your
friends, let alone all of Hyrule, but were scared that this was too much
for one kid to handle! "Don't worry, Link!
You'll always have your friends to count
on!" Ruto encouraged, though you looked worried still.
"Yeah! We'll be there with you every step of the way, helping
however we can!" Zelda finished.
It seemed it was already decided, and you could see there
was no fighting it. Finally, you confidently nod with hands on your
hips. Both girls ran up and hugged you, knocking all three of you to the
floor.
After eating the salmon Ruto had prepared in her smoker, you
and Zelda warmly wave goodbye and begin walking back home. "I live
on the north side of the downtown area; do you think you could walk me home?"
Zelda asked as you cleared the covered bridge for the fourth time today.
"I managed to lose Impa after I lost sight of you
and found you again in the skate park..." She giggled "So I can’t
expect her to know where I am and show up in the van. Besides, after
taking off on her like that, I don't want to call her and rush into trouble
either." You involuntarily laughed out loud, smiled and nodded, and
Zelda held your hand.
As your suburban community came into view, so too did a cyan
racecar; barreling down the road, well over the speed limit. It barely
made it past you and Zelda before the squealing of rubber could be heard as the
driver slammed on the brakes. The car peeled out and swerved around,
toward the both of you, halted, then peeled out, spun around one full circle,
and sped off. "That was weird..." Zelda observed, with heavy
concern, squeezing your hand while it happened. You continued silently,
for an hour, past your neighborhood and into the earliest perimeter of downtown.
The same car came speeding past from ahead of you a second time and
slammed on its brakes again. Zelda squeezed your hand much more
tightly and scooted closer to you, leaning close and speaking quietly into your
ear, "I think we need to run." She
whispered. The car peeled out again and spun around in front of
you. You kept walking slowly as the driver and passenger opened their
doors. You trudged past the car and the driver called out, "Hey!
Where do you think you're going? You're not gonna walk past us and
ignore us like that!" You kept walking slowly, and the passenger
spoke up, "Yeah! See, yer in our territory now!
You were saw walking out in the suburbs. Like, that's our turf now. Walkers gotta
pay us racers to walk on our race courses!" He was referring, of
course, to the streets themselves. You had walked just far enough and
needed to run now, "HEY! GET BACK HERE!" The driver yelled,
prompting you to tug on Zelda's hand, as if to say 'NOW!' and then
bolted. "HEY!!! Get them!!" The driver shouted more.
You both dashed past the parking garage, down toward the
mall, turned at the theater and entered a new place, somewhere you had never
been before, slowing down, whereupon Zelda instructed, "Follow me!"
as she turned the corner ahead.
You ran hard, the cyan racers clambering out of the car not far
behind, full grown adults quickly catching up. "Hurry! We'll lose
them in the alley!" Zelda called out as they
turned the next block behind you. Navi's Curio was ahead, across the
street, and Zelda darted into the alley. You follow close behind, scared
you'd lose her: scared you'd both get lost forever.
She turned to the right at the T then Left at a 4 way
intersection. You both ran through a narrow passage with dumpsters on either
wall, which you used for some unorthodox parkour training, jumping onto one,
off it to the next and skidding across. Zelda simply avoided everything
and dashed as fast as she could. She then ran straight past another 4 way
intersection, turned left at a T, and then right again. The alleyway
curved to the left for a long and wide arc, which you attempted to run across
the wall for half the curve, failing at least twice but paying no real
attention to your parkour. When it straightened out, it blocked off
with a Locked door. You'd run straight into a dead end. "Oh
no!" Zelda cried out.
You turned around and the Racers, hot on your heels,
stopped; withdrawing a crowbar and a chain, threatening the both of your
lives. You step forward and raise your fists. The driver couldn't
resist it and started cracking up, easing his buddy's poise a little in the
process, lowering both their guards. "Guffaw! This kid! hahaha! Guy!
You get a load of this kid? Thinks they can protect their girlfriend, like,
against both of us?! I like you, you got guts, kid!
bwaahahahahaha!" The passenger raised the crowbar high above
his head to strike you.
The driver dropped the chain and held his hand out, blocking
the crowbar. "Wait, this kid could join us, whadda ya say? Let's
give them a chance to prove themselves." Then raised his fists as well
"C'mon, Kid, have at it! take your swing!"
The passenger dropped the crowbar with a loud clang and you
lunge into the Cyan Racer, only to get knocked back suddenly, not even seeing
what hit you. The driver's eyes crossed and he laughed drunkenly,
stumbled barely a raised footstep, and fell backwards to the ground in a
crumpled and goofy heap beside his partner, who was also subdued.
"You know better than to enter the alcoves, princess.
Escort your friend inside; you're both lucky I
showed up at home when I did." Impa scolded from the outer perimeter of
the alleyway alcove, beyond the threshold which she would not cross. She
was carrying a wooden sword and shield, presumably used to knock the cyan
racers unconscious.
"Follow Zelda, she'll instruct you to wait for
me. I've contacted your mother, and you'll be staying
with us for a while." Zelda ran ahead toward her
home in this new neighborhood which had replaced the curving alcove.
You hesitate briefly, but followed... … The Princess.
Impa halted you momentarily, holding out her hand.
"One more thing; Link, These are difficult times. It's
dangerous to go alone! Take these." You swallow hard, take
the sword and shield, bow politely toward Impa, and turn to follow Zelda,
jogging to catch up.
Zelda and Impa lived in a simple home, 2 stories and a
basement; anyone could tell it had a basement from the outside if they examined
it, because of the ground-level slats-for-windows at the basement ceiling, at
the bottom of the building. Zelda was standing on the bottom step waiting
for you to catch up, "C'mon, Link! I'll show you around."
She ran up and opened up the house, standing inside the threshold. You
casually follow her up, but before you knew it Zelda had your hand and was
ushering you through the living room, while pointing out and naming Impa's
decorative Sheikah weapons and an impressive Gerudian guard's Scimitar Halberd.
She pointed down the hall before entering the kitchen, "Bathroom,
bedrooms." she said on the way by, pausing briefly as she described
everything you saw, yourself. "The back door is beside the door to
the stairwell. Stairs are on the left, back door is on the right. Beside
the doors is the dining nook we use for breakfast and supper." She said,
pointing as she went. "Upstairs is used for storage, and a small
library Impa keeps for me, basement is where you'll be
staying..." She abruptly stopped for emphasis and suddenly turned around
"In the dungeon!" She said as menacingly as possible,
but started to laugh just at the end.
Impa came in shortly behind and scolded Zelda, "They'll be staying in the adjacent room beside the Dojo, plenty
comfortable young miss. Go upstairs and research Kaepora
Gaebora's notes in the Book of Mudora."
She turned to you once Zelda left. "You're going to train with
me while Zelda is upstairs studying. I will not allow you to get sucked
into her fate without ample preparation.
Today, you will get used to staying here; understanding where
everything is, where you'll be sleeping, familiarizing
yourself with your new equipment, and learning your limitations.
I expect you to be ready for supper by the afternoon."
She had a commanding aura about her and her presence
inspired your attention, "We will be gone in the evenings;
this is your only free time to practice alone.
Don't waste it! I will test you when
we return each night." Impa opened the door on the left and held it
for you. You follow the stairs down and Impa followed close behind,
further guiding you as you descended, "There is a closet
full of wooden targets you may use during instruction and free
training, as well as spare wooden shields and swords if
you happen to break yours, but please, do try
not to make that a habit. It’s not good practice to enter combat with
broken equipment…” She indicated to a mirrored wall. “Your room is located
at the far end behind the dojo."
The basement proved to be a wide open, and largely empty,
room with two walls lined with mirrors forming a L-shape of mirrors and an
X-shape of reflections. You couldn't see the closet, let alone the room
you'd been assigned. You walk to the center of the room and stop, look
around, then wait.
Impa approached the center of the dojo, beside you, turned
to face the mirrors on one wall, and walked straight forward. She slid a
mirror aside, revealing a modest room: Bed, light switch for the ceiling light,
small dresser topped with a small TV, Blu-Ray player, consoles and Nintendo
games, and enough empty space to stretch in all directions. You walk
toward the room; Impa passes you and returns to the center of the Dojo to
wait.
After inspecting things briefly, you approach Impa, who
spoke again as you neared, "From the center of the room approach
the mirrors, there lies the closet; or your room, depending on the wall
you choose." And pointed to the other mirrored wall.
You took the implied instruction and walked that direction, to the
wall. There, you find a sliding mirror concealing another hidden space;
the closet was found.
Two log dummies gently roll out when you open it.
Impa approached the supply closet, "Before we begin,
allow me to explain how to best utilize your equipment." She said, putting
the dummies back and closing the mirrored door.
"Young as you are, I cannot expect you to
have ample strength enough, to carry everything expected
of a hero, so listen closely: You would have no trouble at all carrying
the wooden training sword and shield, but if you were to attempt to take on a
full sized sword or shield, you would require both arms to use just one
or the other. Additionally, you have that useful satchel,
which can only carry a limited amount of weight, much less
space. The legendary weapons the goddesses
crafted will not-at-all fit in such a small space. If you have to leave
anything behind in your journeys, know that monsters
will hunt for your weapons and relics to return them to
guarded treasure chests and booby-trapped dungeons. Ganon's
minions have grown increasingly vigilant over the centuries, snaring every
last relic and mystical weapon."
She paused and inspected your newly equipped weapons, making
sure you had a firm grip.
"… Which is why I must train you just as
vigilantly!" She shouted as she jumped back and revealed a
pair of wooden weapons of her own, as if out of nowhere.
"I will not go easy on you, boy. This is
your only example; next I will use it against you.
Hold your sword like so." She held her dagger, sword-like, in her
right hand in a prepared stance. "and your shield like this." Shaking
her left arm to prompt the shield's poised position.
"When you strike, you have four basic
attacks:" She said, exemplifying each one as she explained it,
"Cutting vertically, Slashing Horizontally, Stabbing,
and the technique I used to subdue the riffraff in the alley, the hilt
strike. You can also utilize your shield to
accomplish the same stunning blow as your hilt.
Now you try."
You clumsily swing the sword with your right hand and nearly
drop it.
Setting it down, you trade the shield and pick the sword up
with your left hand. This time, you cut through the air with sturdy
precision.
Vertical cuts, horizontal slashes, stabs, and blunt
strikes. When you'd showed Impa you could do what she had showed you,
without warning she shot at you with her wooden daggers out for a quick
cut.
You barely dodge it by rolling aside, but couldn't resist
her follow up from behind while exiting the roll.
Rather
than striking, Impa tapped you with a dagger before sheathed both, then
retrieving a shield from the closet, "You understand the basics well
enough to practice alone while Zelda and I tend to the park downtown. I
will show you how to block next." She raised a shield in front of
herself and instructed you to stab at her.
You did so, and she blocked it with her shield.
"You have a strong strike. This shield would not
withstand... ten of your blows. Just as your shield
would break if it received damage past its
threshold, so too will your sword after enough
strikes. A blocked strike will damage it even more. The wooden targets
are sturdier than your sword and can take more blows than a wooden sword can deliver
because they act like a wooden shield block. I must prepare dinner for
you and Zelda. I won’t usually ask this, but try to break your
sword at least once while I am upstairs."
She reaffirmed her orders and took on a posture of authority.
"So that I know you have endurance enough
to last in a fight: Outlast your sword!" She
returned her wooden daggers and the shield to the closet and retrieved two
wooden dolls, bowed politely, then went about, up the stairs.
You drag three dummies into the middle of the room, one at a
time, and proceed to cut and slash them as hard as you could. You swing
and swing, knocked one over then slashed the next. Swinging harder and
harder. You lunge in for a stab and drop the sword upon impact.
A short but intense burst of energy, you sit down for a
moment to catch your breath and wave the pain out of your hand, feeling
overwhelmed. After a few seconds, you pick up the sword, right the fallen
wooden dummy, and retreat several paces. Taking a deep breath, you bow to
the wooden target, and ran at it as Impa had run at you.
You slash the target and spun around to cut it, stepped back
into the second target and smashing your hilt against it from behind, then
turned and slashed the second target, successfully shattering this training
sword for the first time.
You feel a strong sense of pride. Breathing heavily, you wipe your brow
and smile to the untouched dummy and yourself...
Or to yourself, you thought; Zelda smiled as
well, silently watching from the bottom of the stairs, just barely out of
sight. You were short of breath and just
stood there, internally admiring your success as she approached quietly from behind
you.
"That was quite impressive, Link." She said
sincerely; a welcome startle, your shocked eyes and confused smile revealed to
her. "Impa doesn't know I'm down here... I wanted to see if you
were as strong as I thought you were... and to
give you this..." She held out her hands,
revealing a small empty pendant made up of a soft golden spiral.
"It's one of three pendants which will help
the Hero of Time... Although I'm not
sure how... yet." she said, then whispered,
"just... not yet." She looked warily behind herself.
"I better get back upstairs before Impa finds out I'm not buried in an
avalanche of books." She said, hesitated a moment, smiling at you, and
quickly shoved the pendant in your palm and silently ran up the stairs.
You examine the golden spiral a moment before you stow it in your new room and return
to your sword and shield practice.
You, Impa, and Zelda all ate supper together in the kitchen
dining nook beside the back door; while Impa explained that it would be wisest
for you to remain inside and train, but welcome to explore none the less.
She cautioned that if you were to leave the house, it would automatically lock
behind you, and you would be unable to re-enter until she and Zelda had
returned.
Watching them leave in the blue van; from the window you
waved and smiled at Zelda, who smiled and waved back. With such an
overwhelming adventure starring you in the face, you feel tiny, dwarfed.
You needed to get some air, but didn't want to be
locked out. Thinking a moment, reflecting on something Impa had cautioned
you about earlier, then deciding you should have the equipment closet
downstairs inspected if you were to leave.
You thought the sword and shield would suffice, and open the
mirrored door. You find a sword & shield and spy some other weapons
buried behind wooden targets: a bag of Deku nuts, and two individually
marked bags that said "bullet seeds", one green, the other
blue. You inspect them, but they are empty. There are 10 Deku Nuts,
so you take them and the bag they came in.
While you were there, you figure you'd swing the sword
around and get familiar with carrying it. You watch yourself in the
mirror, slowly moving the sword around, getting a feel for it. Vertical,
horizontal, stab; all, very slow movements. Nodding to your
reflection, you sheathe the sword, turn, and leave.
Up the stairs, in the kitchen, you fill your small bottle
with some water and the large bottle with milk from the fridge, before taking
off for this breather you feel you need so much.
Since you needed to get familiar with the area and find a
quiet place to unwind, your feelings were right on the rupees.
You leave the house and hear the lock behind you latch
heavily. Off the front step, you look around briefly, checking out the neighborhood.
This house was one removed from a corner lot. The direction you'd come
from earlier, from the alleyways.
You decide to peek at the dead end where the commercial back
door was, since there wasn't much in the area but homes and streets. Around
the corner, back the way you'd come. You stand in front of the alleyway,
staring at it a moment.
You have no idea how to get back here or where you would
wind up if you entered again. Staring longer, you consider deliberately losing
yourself in the alleys on an endless journey through...
whatever lay beyond.
But only for a moment; before turning and leaving.
On either side of the alley were shops.
One was a grocery market; the other was clothing and
accessories. From out of the clothing shop came an attractive
teenage girl with tan skin and red hair, wearing black cargo shorts and a
camouflage tank top. She seemed in a hurry, ignoring you, turning down
the street, and getting in her car.
You watch her drive away, oblivious of your staring at her
the whole time. You think she looked familiar and had hoped you would be
recognized, but nothing happened and you let it go.
You walk along the sidewalk in the opposite direction for a
while, eventually passing a hospital.
The next neighborhood was mostly homes, with only a few
small shops every several blocks, and only on the one street. Other
streets led down dead ends and into cul-de-sacs, and neighborhoods lined with
homes. A couple asphalt paved alleyways give you a chill as they remind
you of the brick alcoves.
You come to a busy intersection after walking for a long
time, where the other side of the street looks more like the downtown
area: Commercial buildings and offices hugging the streets, and subtle shops
crowded by the offices and towers.
You notice a shadowy figure emerge from the alleyway between
a tall, fancy office building sporting big bold letters
reading "Gorman Bros. HYREALTY",
and a small office called "Doutor's" with no indication as to
its services. You back yourself against the corner of a building and
watch.
The figure, staying low and moving quickly, darted from tree
to tree, lamp post to traffic signal, traffic sign to mail box; until a fire
escape offered a higher vantage point. This person did not notice you
watching them, but showed vigilance, always looking over their shoulder and
making pause to scan the area around them.
Once the coast appeared to be clear, they gracefully ascended the
fire escape, as if flying; using it as merely an apparatus between hand and
footfalls, before they finally jumped onto the rooftop of a lower adjacent
office and vanished around the corner. You give chase, running across the
street and dashing for the next intersection. By the time you reach the
corner, the ninja had vanished.
Not a sign on rooftops or in dark corners on street
level. You sigh and drop your shoulders, disappointed. You trudge
along a moment before realizing you were being watched. You feel
eyes on your back and turn around, but there was no one there.
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Impa stood behind Zelda, waiting for her to finish her
chapter. "Very good, your training will begin after we
eat. I must change your routine today to include that you be on the
watch out for our guest; your friend. If you see Link, try to guide them
back to the house, and test their perceptive abilities. If Link
chases you, lead them back, and open the house while both trying to lose them
and guide them. Do not enter home, do not follow Link in, but convince Link the
house has been entered..." She seemed to have more to say but cut short,
"Continue your studies. I will call you for dinner." -
- Impa, Link, and Zelda all ate dinner together in
the kitchen dining nook, Impa explained that Link would be wisest to remain
inside and train, but welcome to explore none the less. She cautioned
that if they were to leave the house, it would automatically lock behind them,
and they would be unable to re-enter until she and Zelda had returned.
Watching them leave in the blue van from the window, Link
waved and smiled at Zelda, who smiled and waved back. "Your day
begins now, Princess." Zelda grumbled "Are you going to call me
that from now on? I don't like it." She said, climbing in
back. "Just change, miss, I'm pulling over around the
corner." Impa said, while smoothly controlling the van along the
neighborhood.
Zelda finished changing out of her plain outfit and into the
Ninja Wrap and pulled her mask over her mouth, nodding to Impa as she opened
the van door. She darted out and dashed back toward the previous street
and into the shadows of the alley ways. Once in, she turned around and
left, emerging in the run down outskirts of West Hyruletropolis. She
spent no time and jumped back in the alley, avoiding any chance of being seen.
She, again, turned to exit, but paused to catch her breath, her heart
pounding, but she ignored it as she emerged between two offices downtown.
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Staying low and moving quickly, Zelda darted from tree to tree,
lamp post to traffic signal, sign to mail box, until a fire escape offered a
higher vantage point. She looked over her shoulder from this vantage
point and scanned for anyone who might see her movements, before
she moved on, leaping down to a nearby rooftop. She kept low,
approaching the edge, scanning for company.
She watched Link run past and instinctively knew she was
being followed, recoiling from sight. Now Zelda followed Link.
After running all the way from downtown to Lake Hylia, she knew Link was
going to prove special. Using techniques learned from Impa's
training, Zelda hid in many awkward locations and stealthily stalked them until
they sensed her. Link trudged along a moment before feeling Zelda’s
observant watch. Link felt her eyes and turned around, but there
was no one there. Zelda prepared herself to attack, retrieving her
throwing needles, waiting for Link to turn back around and catch them
immediately in shock.
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You sighed and dropped your shoulders, disappointed, then trudged
along a moment before realizing you were being watched. You felt
eyes on your back and turned around, but there was no one there.
You slowly stiffen, sensing someone behind you, and place
your hands on your sword and shield. You turn swiftly, defiantly,
reversing the ninja's plans, drawing both, and you stare each other down; you
breathed heavily a moment, shock caught in your chest, the mysterious ninja
gripped the fine needles in their hands, crouching low, concealing their
intentions.
They blinked, you swallowed hard, and they instantly darted
forward and threw a handful of needles.
You tried to roll aside but caught one in the leg, and
immediately torqued around in pain, but used the momentum to raise your shield
and protected yourself from any further damage.
You pull the needle out then stand up, holding the shield in
front of you, successfully collecting a second handful of needles in the wood.
You run ahead to strike, but your mysterious target performed a backflip and
dodged the swing. They then rushed forward and struck your core abdomen
with open palms. You double up, wincing, backing up several paces, and coughed
as the wind escaped your lungs.
Looking up, you watch the ninja turn and run. You try
to sublimate the pain & suffocation and give chase, attempting to catch up.
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Zelda lead the way back home, corner after corner, keeping
Link close enough to see her, but far enough to keep them running. They
rounded the last corner and she dashed ahead and pulled out her key. As
soon as she made it to the front door, she unlocked it, opening it a
hair, then ran around back of the house.
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You see the ninja curve down Zelda's street, and dashed
ahead faster, putting your sword and shield away so you could run faster;
rounding the corner just in time to see some bushes near their house
rustle.
You run on, toward the front step, and notice the door is
ajar, halting and pondering the door. You approach the door with
curiosity, feeling a slight sense of dread mixed with suspicion, and stopped
entirely on that front step.
You look around and draw the sword again. Frowning,
you turn to face the street again and scanned the neighborhood.
There were no cars parked anywhere, no people walking on the sidewalks, no
blinds open in the windows, and not a sound of car, pet, play, family, or
neighborhood.
You grip the sword hard and stare down the other end of the
street before sheathing it. The dead end down the next block along seemed less
an end and moreover just dead.
You enter the house and slam the door, then inspect the house
before you run downstairs...
No one appears to have entered, but you knew there was something
strange going on; indeed, you just didn't know what, much less what to do about
it.
Impa said this was time not to be wasted, so if you needed
to protect Hyrule, let alone yourself, you should take her advice.
You begin practicing the sword techniques Impa had shown
you, and eventually moved on to the wooden targets. Zelda had disobeyed
Impa and followed you in through the back door, where she had waited while
you entered the house. After she watched you through the door window, she
unlocked it quietly, and closed it just as silently behind her.
She crouched in the shadows of the stairwell and watched
intently. You seemed, to her, to be incredibly deliberate and
focused.
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Link swung the sword vertically, horizontally
""Hut, hyia!" Stabbed, cut, slashed. They were working up their
breath and breathing faster. Cutting and slashing, two of each. Stabs,
cuts, then, Link jumped sideways, slashing diagonally down upon landing,
"Hyeah!" Breathing hard, "Hut! Hyia!" Horizontally,
vertically, Link thrust the sword in the air and stabbed the it thrice:
"Sit sat, siahhhh!" as if vanquishing invisible evil.
Link huffed, quickly caught their breath, walked over to the
mirrors, and opened the closet. Huffed again, this time more like a sigh,
wiped sweat from their brow, and entered. Zelda swiftly snuck across the
dojo and entered Link’s room, keeping the door ever so faintly cracked open
that she could still watch, closer.
Link dragged a large wooden dummy out from the closet and
propped it up in the middle of the room then paced away from it,
backwards, staring intently at it. When Link stopped, Zelda held her
breath. Link unconsciously held it too. Staring down the wooden
opponent, Link exhaled sharply "Rrhhhhaaaaaaghhh! And leapt into the air,
lunging the sword at it, smashing the sword immediately.
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Zelda tried to stifle a squeal, and covered her mouth all at
once. She felt certain you would have heard her and dared not peek.
She rolled against the wall and pressed as close as possible, tip toeing.
You stood motionless together, yet worlds apart... You
were exhausted from chasing and being chased; Zelda stuck in awkward
indecision. She silently exhaled all her breath and unconsciously held it
out. The door slid open and gently came to rest on her shoulder, elbow,
arm. She squinted tight for a moment then fiercely shot her eyes open.
Your back was turned to her and you gently rolled your footsteps toward the bed
and flopped down, face-first, diagonally on it.
Zelda hugged the wall around and out the door as quickly
and quietly as possible then ran silently toward the stairs. She
stopped and turned back, darkness concealing the room you lay in... Though she
peered in anyways, hovering indecisively at an event threshold... Then
walked quietly up the stairs to the back door, opened and locked it, then
hesitated again.
Impa had silently watched from the shadows the entire time
and finally stepped into the illusion as Zelda locked and shut the back
door. "It's getting late, go survey the park. Link already
appears to suspect this is part of the illusions of the Lost Woods, and I will
need to hasten his training before we can send him into the forest. Your
training must have been sufficient by now, princess.
Remember: Dressed as you are, you are the Ninja: Sheik;
be aware, stay alert, I will follow shortly behind after I re-secure the house;
but, go now..!" Zelda darted away, feeling partly
ashamed, but mostly content that she now had proof that your spirit was so
strong, willful, and direct as she suspected... Hoped.
Impa's hands glowed, dark and purple; she waved her hand
across the sky in an arcing motion and closed her eyes. The world
immediately around herself became shadowy and grew rapidly; fat trees
slowly replaced the majority of the homes around them, rocks and terrain
contoured the streets instead of asphalt and concrete, and shrubs and grass
covered the ground where yet other houses had been. The house itself
transformed from a cookie-cutter residence to a distinguished two story
stone-and-log cabin, the copy-paste neighborhood became an artistic masterpiece
of nature. Impa's posture shifted softly through several different
positions, as she moved her left hand about with focused intent, allowing her
right hand to relax by her side; the left hand emitting shadowy illusions
around the house, the right, drawing shadowy energies from the forest around
her. A graceful slow motion dance of supreme posture; had she an
audience.
She opened her eyes, they were covered with shadow, and all
was the plain, undistinguished,
"cookie-cutter" neighborhood again. She nodded, her eyes
shaded, energy drawn away from her hands, blinked; her eyes returned to normal,
she turned, and finally made way back to the van - parked around the corner at
the end of the block. As she drew away, at the opposite end of the street,
where the “next block” would have been at this block's end, the forest shadows
loomed outward and from their invisible depths glared two pairs of red eyes.
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Sheik darted away, feeling partly ashamed of herself, but
mostly content that Link's spirit was so strong, willful, and direct. She
smiled under her face wrap, convincing herself that she would help Link secure
the Triforce and return Hyrule to its natural prosperity, intended by the
goddesses.
She returned to the rooftops by jumping from wall to wall in
the narrow alley, entering from the illusory edge of Hyruletropolis, and
exiting atop a parking garage across the street from the Temple of Time.
There was little to no cover, so she had to wait for a large vehicle to pass
by, heading south. After several minutes, the perfect opportunity
revealed to be a milk truck stopped at the red light. She jumped
down, throwing the momentum of her hips into a flip to ease the landing;
triangle jump. Her success came to please her, satisfying her personal
practice - as Impa has eternally directed.
The
low branches of the well-aged fir trees of the park made good cover and access
for her stealth from the back of the milk-tanker. However, she learned to keep
an eye out for the Goron Link, whom has twice nearly caught her changing: Once
into her ninja wrap, and once out of it. She climbed the tree several
stories, until she could survey the outlying territories without being seen.
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Shade’s Nocturne
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Racers and Brawlers appeared to be confronting each other
south of the park, they were lined up and poised, but nothing was happening,
appearing to be a discussion rather than a fight. One cyan Racer backed
off after a moment, and two others rushed to his side. They exchanged looks a
few times and turned to leave. The purple Brawler at the center of
attention appeared to taunt the departing Racers.
As the crowd dispersed, a large group of Brawlers split off
twice into downtown, one group heading deeper, the other group lined the street
across from the park. Sheik waited, expecting them to cross,
or challenge Goron Link, whom had been observing the same line, form across the
street, from their park.
Goron Link clenched his fists... His stomach
growled. He unclenched and gently tugged his stomach.
"oohh, I hope they don't want to come over and cause
trouble..." He finished his eternal lap around the park and
took pause beside the bridge to watch. The entire park and street stood
between him and the 8 Brawlers lined across it.
Stomach rumbling. They did not move, did not speak to each
other: Statues with folded arms, in silly purple outfits.
The blue van's brakes squealed softly as it parked behind
him. Goron Link's face involuntarily widened with a smile. He heard
the door open and shut, waited for the next door, but instead heard nothing;
footsteps following the unexpected emptiness.
He turned to inspect the feed, and saw Impa approaching him
with something large in her hands. His eyes widened a little as he
saw the gray and lumpy object, closer and more detailed, pocked with tiny
specks of crystal, possibly...
"Stone Turnip?" he uttered, barely
audible, then cleared his throat, "Is that a Stone Turnip?!"
He inadvertently shouted with excitement. "Did you bring me a Stone
Turnip???" Impa nodded, trying not to smile but failing to
hide it, and held the lump of stone out to Goron Link.
He grabbed it jealously, and inspected it closely. His
smile thundered as he laughed and gnashed at the stone. He gobbled it all,
right down to the crumbs, and patted his belly with a huge - DRUMB
- that echoed across the street! A brawler recoiled as if struck,
impressed.
His neighbors turned to his shock with scorn, as if
scolding.
Impa nodded to the Goron and returned to the van.
"Strange..." Goron Link said aloud to himself,
"They aren't setting up...?" He felt invigorated by the
ultra-health-food (for Gorons) and intuitively suspected more Brawlers were
expected to come by soon. He turned to stare across the street fiercely,
scrutinizing with a fierce glare. The same brawler recoiled again. The
same neighbors stared him down, again.
Goron Link glared hard, "What are you up to?" He
said to the Brawlers; out loud only to himself.
Impa started the van and drove away, prompting Goron Link to
notice the approaching Brawlers from behind the bridge!
A sudden click of heels beside him, "what was
that?" As he turned to see The Ninja crouched beside him, poised low,
wide, and prone. "We together?" He quietly
grumbled, Sheik nodded.
A husky Brawler with reddish hair and a small beard that
covered his mouth, but not his cheeks save for the curly tufts that looked like
small swirly whiskers, wore a purple denim vest with the arms deliberately
ripped off, flaunting his well-toned muscles, came to the forefront of the
large group that poured out from under the bridge, his footsteps thudding with
a suspicious clank. His Left eye enveloped by a Triforce tattoo, as
if to intimidate and suggest his authority. "Y'all're gonna leave
early today. The van's gone, and y'know what? Lookit! A
lot more of us than you!" He looked around as if he was talking to
himself, inspecting his own words. "This is our turf and
you're gonna leave. Find someplace else to eat." Across
the street where the line had formed, more brawlers entered the park as backups
stood in for them, replacing the line. Goron Link looked down at the
ninja, as if to follow his lead.
The apparent leader scoffed, interrupting Goron Link's train
of thought, "You know, you can go, we won’t attack you.
Just leave." Goron Link looked to his apparent ally with
uncertainty. 'Ninja Zelda'. Sheik, was motionless, statue like.
So he grumbled, then laughed "Hha!" looking him in the
eye "You want to hit me?" The brawler
didn't seem to care about the implications and only spoke, "That's two,
last chance. The M says y'get three. You're
lucky: The M doesn't give anyone more
than one chance." Goron Link really laughed
now. His belly rumbled the ground beneath him, rocking the ninja beside
him. "That's great, no worries then! We're good!"
The brawler stepped aside with a few heavy clanks as his buddies parted
together, forming a path between them, out of the park, under the bridge.
"Oh, what? No, you see, we're not
going anywhere. This is our park, you're obviously not in charge,
and this, right now, makes four. Your move, buddy!
What'cha gonna do?" The 'do' he emphasized
thundered into the brawler, literally knocking his balance back. The
three brawlers he fell into caught and righted him, then ran around
him and attacked. The crowd of twenty one brawlers poured out from
under the bridge and swarmed Goron Link, and Sheik - who darted into a
triangle jump, up and over their heads, and stomped across the heads of several
brawlers; out of the crowd, looking in. (S)he gracefully landed and
taunted them. Two fingers beckoning ‘bring it’. Goron Link was
surrounded, 21 to one, as additional 'backups' ran in from the line across
the street to address his ninja partner.
He swung a mighty fist, knocking one into three and knocking
those four into five more, proving that his one Goron punch was the equivalent
of nine brawlers - meanwhile getting climbed upon from behind
by six more!! "Oh yeah?"
He laughed thunderously. "Let's roll!"
The vigilant Goron lurched forward, preparing to fend them
off. He was feeling his health-treat wearing off, so instead of
reaching around and grabbing them, he suddenly rolled up with instantaneous
speed, whipping four of the brawlers off his neck and shoulders and using that
speed to roll ahead suddenly, very fast, plowing over one grippy Brawler, and
launching the other high ahead and into the air. He curved around,
skidding and spinning out, throwing dirt and grass out behind him, then caught
traction and rolled through, again, into the remaining six, who
immediately scattered. He only nicked one in the leg and knocked him
over, probably breaking it, as everyone scrambled to dodge. Goron Link
immediately unraveled himself with precision and stood defiantly on the man's
leg, in the middle of the park. "Leaving so soon? The food
hasn't even arrived yet!" he said, lifting his leg up to allow the fearful
brawler's instincts to scurry him away like a tiny broken mouse.
Sheik had been rushed from both sides by sixteen brawlers by
the time Goron Link had begun rolling after his nine-man punch. Zelda
couldn't concentrate, while she prematurely revealed another weapon. She
whipped her elastic chain around, tagging a Brawler behind her and cutting
across his back before snapping it downward ahead of herself and stunning
another punk facing her off - by slamming his shoulder on the elastic recoil.
Three more brawlers darted into the middle of the fight
while three more drew their slingshots from afar. Sheik spun downward in
place, kicking two of the dashing brawlers - the third hesitating just in time
to evade her strikes, accidentally.
A rock pegged her in the thigh and she fell out of her
strike in pain. Another rock tagged the ground right beside her where she
fell, just in front of her knee. She scrambled ahead, dodging several
more shots but taking another in the hip, while four more brawlers distributed additional
slingshots to their buddies.
She was not focused. She was not yet truly ready to be
Sheik - Zelda silently, but briefly, scolded herself, while darting to Goron
Link for cover.
Goron Link rolled up to deflect the rock shots and laughed when
he realized they were stone "I can eat these!" Opening his mouth wide
and snatching a few - half tucked into himself, half untucked, awkwardly
balancing himself on a large forearm. Several brawlers switched to
exploding bombflower seeds and others tried to flank him and get his ally from
behind.
Several explosive shots annoyed him enough that he
fully curled up around the ninja to protect them both from the
shots.
They were pinned down.
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The blue van's brakes squealed softly as it parked
behind him. Goron Link's face involuntarily widened with a smile.
He heard the door open and shut, waited for the next door, but instead heard
nothing, footsteps following the unexpected emptiness.
He turned to inspect the feed, and saw Impa approaching
him with something large in her hands. His eyes widened a little as
he saw the gray and lumpy object, closer and more detailed, pocked with tiny
specks of crystal, possibly... "Stone Turnip?" he
uttered, barely audible, then cleared his throat "Is that a Stone
Turnip?!" He inadvertently shouted with excitement. "Did you bring me
a Stone Turnip???" Impa nodded, trying not to smile but
failing to hide it, and held the lump of stone out to Goron Link.
He grabbed it jealously, and inspected it closely. His smile
thundered as he laughed and gnashed at the stone. He gobbled it all down
and patted his belly with a huge - DRUMB - that echoed across the street!
A brawler recoiled as if struck, impressed. His neighbors turned to his
shock with scorn, as if scolding..
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Impa nodded to the Goron and returned to the van.
She watched the line across the street for a moment before turning to look
toward the other side of the bridge. Seeing a much larger group
slowly approaching from deeper within downtown, Impa turned over the ignition
and drove away quickly. She was worried that even the friendly Goron
would get hurt today and while she didn't want to risk hurting the children,
she saw no better choice: In order to rescue Zelda from the gangs, Link
had to face a real challenge now. She could only
hope Link to be as adept as she and Zelda suspect.
Impa drove over the speed limit the whole 16 blocks back,
running at least 2 red lights as she came within the last 5 blocks.
The illusion was weakening, her powers waning... The Wolfos brothers
stepped out of the forestry shadows, soupy and hazy, mixing in with the modern
neighborhood illusion, creating a psychedelic optical illusion of solid smoke
walls and floating airy water. Impa halted the car and waited. The
two shadowy Wolfos spirits glared at Impa. No movement, they all just
stared at each other. Glowing pairs of eyes meeting her steel gaze.
Finally, the two Wolfos retreated into the shadows and, the smoke and
water faded, leaving a clear, crisp, satisfactorily realistic-looking
modern-neighborhood illusion.
Impa jumped out of the van and ran to the house. Her
youthful agility betraying her elderly visage; white hair, liver spots,
wrinkles, curved back, and all, jolting and hurtling across the street at a
long angle. She skipped the front door and crashed through the back,
shattering your napping quietude.
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Down the basement stairs, and straight into the dojo in a flash;
You were barely out of your room, startled, and now frantically looking for the
sword you broke, so as to present her your proof that you could break it.
Impa saw this panic and hesitated, briefly worrying about you. "Get
a sturdy sword and shield, boy." She said, folding her arms
in attempt to express composure.
You clamber through the closet and grab the sword and shield.
While you did, Impa retreated to the foot of the
stairs. When you emerged confused because you did not immediately see
her, she snapped her fingers and beckoned before quickly ascending and exiting
through the back door, waiting again; arms folded. You follow her route,
and once out of the house, notice the skies were forest canopy with shady slats
of light pouring between Deku branches, while betraying the environment of
residential homes and streets.
You stare, gazing at the sky, but Impa urges you along, "We
must get downtown immediately, the park is being attacked. Your
friends need your help!" She said with haste, cringing
silently as she said "friends", thinking she may possibly have given
away Zelda's Ninja identity.
Your thoughts vanished, your eyes narrowed and focused, your spirit
surged. You would protect your friends; you nodded, and quickly but
calmly entered the van with solemn intent. Impa looked over at you,
curious.
Your demeanor had instantly changed. She couldn't even
see an iota of the former caution and panic you'd displayed in the
basement.
What had changed? She wondered.
Impa turned the final corner with the bridges in view, the
park just south of there, barely out of view. Ticking sounds and hollow
echoes could be heard from the distant weak power of bombflower seeds.
Impa pulled beside the bridge intersection but didn't park; several
exploding shots could be heard popping nearby and she did not want to give away
the element of surprise. You hastily exit. "Your shield
will break! Be careful, Link!" She called out after
you as you run from the van, past the highway ramp, around toward the first
bridge.
Another pop and a louder bang, small explosions were
crackling and popping, a few seemed bigger and let cry with a loud BANG,
each.
Just as you round the corner of the concrete ramp under the
bridge, you hear an "Ah-Hah!" as a seed gets shot your way.
*POP!* You rolled aside quickly, but barely. That one was right by your foot!
"That's a warning shot, kid! Private party. You should go back-" You didn't
bother listening to anything more he might have said, you could see the purple
sweatshirt, with a slingshot aimed at you, so you dash ahead full speed.
That wasn't expected and the Brawler fumbled for his next shot,
dropping it. It exploded under foot as he loaded another seed and drew
the sling back but lost his balance in the commotion. You cleared more
than half the 4 yard gap by the time he'd fumbled for the reload, and by the
time he fired a successful shot he was already knocked out as you bashed the
hilt of your wooden sword into the punk's solar plexus while he missed firing -
right over your shoulder.
Another loud bang cracks out, startling you into hesitation.
As you stepped from under the overhead bridge, up the curving
pedestrian path to strike the brawler, you exposed yourself to 3 more Brawler
guards positioned along the path on the other bridge, to further keep out
unwanted interference against their turf grabbing attempt.
You barely jumped back in time to dodge the next shot fired.
Had you not hesitated when startled, it would have hit without warning,
and hurt. The next two Brawlers up the path came charging.
One of them fired an explosive seed near you, the other was
unarmed and barreled forward, arm cocked.
You raise your shield and block the first punch, skidding back
with the heavy impact. You jump to your left, right into the line of
fire, and saw a slingshot drawn on you. Panicking, you crouched, bracing
your shield over yourself.
A heavy BRAMKRAKLE ruptured the air as the seed smashed into your
shield, exploding; bringing it within threshold of shattering. The shield
cracked and splintered in several directions, making a web of tiny crags in the
wood. It smoked and singed but remained, barely, intact.
You bolt around the heavy fisted Brawler and charge the slingshot
wielder with your sword, dashing as fast as possible. You slash at the
Brawlers hand, breaking his grip and possibly a finger or two.
"Aaaieouch!"
He dropped the broken slingshot, and his arm with broken hand, and
looked menacingly at you, tears in his eyes, other hand balled in a fist.
You quickly strike again with the hilt, and knocked the brawler behind him out,
as the tearful Brawler ran past, shamefully leaving the fight.
Rather than follow the trail of Brawlers up the path, you dash
across the off ramp and under the overpass on the other side. Shots were
fired at you from behind as you cleared the gap between highway bridges, where
Brawlers armed with slingshots were lining the raised bridge path!
You used up the rest of your energy to give one last speedy dash
ahead, and under the safety of the next bridge, out of sight, where the feed
would usually take place. You were running out of breath.
You dash around the corner, out from under the concrete-and-rebar
bridge, finally catching sight of Brawlers launching explosive shots from
slings into a....
Large boulder...? Your adrenaline rush deflated and
you let your shoulders sag a little. You huffed impatiently, and tried to
catch your breath.
Bowing your head in confusion, resting your arms on your knees to
carry the weight of your torso, a small surge of adrenaline hit when you
realized Goron Link wasn't patrolling! You look up, searching for the
friendly Goron patrol.
"Hold your fire! That Goron isn't even
phased..." Another tiny surge, that adrenaline wasn't gone yet;
flickering in the spirit wind of your heart.
"Come on out! We said we'll let you leave, you know,
but you had to stick around. Why'd ya have to stick around? You
shouldn't have done that."
Adrenals flared again; however: You stood poised but seemingly
motionless. You inhaled slowly, evenly, eyes narrowed, cross.
"Tell ya what, Goron. We just want
you. You can let your friend out. We all promise not to shoot the
ninja." He said, looking around and winking. "Isn't that
right guys?"
A couple of the Brawlers laughed, a couple cheered, but the
tattooed brawler with red hair ignored them and continued, "All you gotta
do... is stand up... and let us take you... back to the river with
us!"
This time it was Goron Link who got the surging rush, and he
whispered to his partner, "Hold on tight, this is going to get
cramped." He lifted his head back and peeked out briefly. The
brawlers were all aimed on him, and there was a good chance they'd all shoot if
he took that liar for his word!
That was enough to enrage him and he tucked his head back in
then extended a leg behind him, kicked off with that mighty leg and tucked it
back in, rolling.
He was rolling fast, carrying precious cargo.
"WHAT!? Get them!" The Brawler called
out.
You had seen enough and charged in.
"Yaaaaaaah!!!" You run in, rushing with your
sword straight in front of you, prepared to stab, but foolishly forgetting the
brawlers behind you, and charging with an early-warning war cry, thus alerting
your opponents, giving up the element of surprise.
The target muttered, "What's this?" as that husky
brawler turned to face you. He sloppily shifted his weight aside to
barely dodge your rushing stab, but effortlessly never the less. You
barely dodge a shot fired from behind, but it was enough to throw your balance
as you topple over yourself and skid to a halt on your stomach.
Goron Link had rolled around and halted beside you while you
brushed yourself off. As he unrolled, Sheik tumbled out,
unconscious. "He'll be find, kid. Just too dizzy to
handle a Goron roll! Ha, HAH!" Goron Link laughed with
pride, following with, "Let's flatten these hoodlums!"
You nod decidedly.
The Brawler "in charge" was panicked and his mind
raced for a moment.
"Wait, wait! Wait, wait wait-wait..! Obviously...”
he paused briefly, “we can’t take you on with our slingshots and bombflowerseeds...
maybe we can’t even take you on by climbing all over you." Goron
Link rolled his eyes and huffed, "But...!!!" The brawler continued,
"I challenge you to an honorable fight.
One-on-one."
Goron Link laughed, "Did I roll over your head by
accident or something? You should leave now before you get hurt."
The Brawler was adamant but indignant "If you can beat
me, we'll take off. Leave. Not another word: Gone. You
won’t have to fight all of us, just me. Think about
it. One-on-one."
You shake your head 'no', but Goron Link considered it the
best bet, barely noticing your 'suggestion'.
"Deal. You fight me in a traditional
Goron Wrestling match. We'll use the sand box for an arena.
Last man standing or still in the sand box, 'ring', wins."
The Brawler agreed to his terms and smiled, sly and
wicked. He bent over and checked his shoes a moment before entering the
"ring". "What's the matter? Scared you'll trip over your
shoe laces?" Goron Link taunted, scratching one leg with the gnarly
toenails of the other foot.
The Brawler just maintained his wicked grin. He stared at
Goron Link as he entered the ring, locking eyes as he took his position.
They stood face to face, prepared to engage. Goron Link raised a foot and
stomped the ground, knocking the Brawler off his balance, but not down.
The Brawler copied his opponent and stomped with a heavy *CLANK*.
Zelda stirred and grabbed her head nauseously while you were
watching the match with focus and hidden excitement. Zelda's perspective
was low, and, unlike everyone else, she had a direct perspective of the
opponents' feet. Goron Link's stone-rough, wild, unkempt, and lumpy
feet looked like mallets, but the boots his opponent wore were encased
with thick iron plates!
Goron Link stepped forward with a stomp and grappled with his
opponent.
The advantage was sorely in the cheating Brawler's favor but
not only because the Brawler wore boots of iron: as Goron Link was not only
malnourished, underfed, and underweight; he was inexperienced in traditional
Goron Wrestling!
Goron Link grappled futilely as the Brawler consistently broke
his holds and stepped away from his advances. In a circle left, two
fails. In a circle right, three fails.
Left or right?
"What's the matter? Am I too Goron for
you to handle?" The Brawler laughed, along with his buddies.
Goron Link's eyes flared open and he made another grapple attempt, this time
tucking into an immediate roll, flattening the brawler, outright burying him in
to own body's-depth of the sand.
The blow not only knocked the Brawler over, but it knocked
him out of his boots! Goron Link started to laugh, raising his hands
together in a clasp to cheer. He began to whoop, but from the corner of
his eye he noticed a giant figure approaching the park from the intersection,
and he was following two trident wielding Moblins.
Goron Link - more or less instinctively - tucked up and
rolled under the bridge as fast as he could.
Zelda sat up and looked around.
You approached the boots, but felt a tug on your
wrist. You turn to see the ninja staring in your eyes, pleading with
theirs. You backed up, drawing your sword, but saw the Moblins and a
giant Cyclops behind your might-be adversary; and backed into the fallen
Brawler, tripping and falling into another. You landed on his legs and he
got angry, but when he saw the monsters, he ignored you, screaming,
"Moblins!"
Immediately, everyone ran except you and the dazed Brawler
in the ground. Zelda/Sheik dashed away in the confusion, around to
the van, and changed as fast as she could, once inside.
You were stunned. The gigantic monsters approaching
left you nearly, but utterly, paralyzed. Your wooden sword and shield: as
though mere toys; were not worth the effort to so much as block a
strike... You feel pathetic and worthless in the face of these genuine
monsters.
They thundered closer, a pair of seven foot tall stacks of fatty
muscle and gristly sweat carried huge, three pronged staffs, and ugly frowns,
followed by a singularly gargantuan, one eyed, vacant looking, hulking, half
naked, nine foot tall cyclops!
Zelda ran to the edge of the park and called out, "Link!!!"
You finally snap out of it! You scramble to your feet, leaving the wooden toys
behind, and run over to Zelda as fast as you possibly can, but as soon as
you got close, you slow down and look back.
Chrthud!
The Brawler was barely able to sit up and realize what was
going on. He looked around, confused. The ground was vibrating with
each heavy and thudding step of the cyclops.
Chrthud!
"Where'd everyone go?" The Brawler asked out loud
in a daze, sitting up from his shallow sand indentation.
Chrthud!
He rubbed his head while turning to the nightmarish visage
of 3 of Ganon's most loyal monsters bearing down on him.
Chrthud!
His eyes widened as he screamed out with sheer terror,
"Ooh... NOOOOO!!!! PLEASE! NOOO! DON'T HURT
ME!!!!" As the giant cyclops reached down and grabbed the pair of
boots, and the Moblins pushed forward, toward the south.
The giant followed them shortly after, none of them bothering
to even acknowledge anyone that didn't get in their way, let alone the
traumatized Purple Brawler cowering in snot and tears on his knees.
Zelda tugs urgently on your hand, and you finally leave with
her and Impa.
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When Impa was within half a block of the neighborhood, she pulled
to the side and parked the car in front of a commercial building. Her
energy was drained, the illusion was wearing off, and there was nothing left she
could do but prepare the kids.
"Zelda, Link." She initiated solemnly.
"I am indebted to a pair of brothers whom
have lent me their home for the past 13 years to
nurture, raise, guide, train, and prepare the young princess. There are
workings in this world that are directly affecting your lives which
you've never known or been prepared to know." Her voice, grim.
"You can no longer afford not to know,
but you are not yet ready to learn, right away, the full extent of your
destinies. So to prepare you, I must reveal the first
lie..." Zelda recoiled, "Lie?? wait... What do you
mean, first?"
Impa sighed heavily "I am much too old to be the last
of the Sheikah... My domain of the shadow has
been the only sustenance for my own life... But during times
of darkness, in the world of light, I have had
to compromise my own domain, over and over, until
now... Only a fraction of the Lost Woods remains connected to the Shadow
Realm... ... everything else, I have had to......" She
paused and bowed her head.
"... ... share... with Ganon's
minions." She turned to face you, "For I, alone, am no match
for their forces, but there remains much yet for me to leave to this
world before I can be free to leave it."
Zelda gasped and wanted to move in to console her attendant,
instructor, teacher, and longtime friend, but Impa stepped out of the van
before Zelda could move, beckoning the both of you to follow.
"Young miss, I must ask that you refrain
from indulging in sorrow or fear, for these brothers, whom
I've owed our home and school, have a habit of getting excited when
they think someone is emotional.
I assure you, my friends are good and loyal, and will
mean you no harm." Impa explained while you and Zelda left the van
after her.
"Although, Link, your training in the sword is
insufficient, and I must oversee your improvements post haste. When we
walk to the house, you will notice the illusions are gone, and the neighborhood
was, in fact, false. The important thing that you children are to be
understood:" Impa became yet even more solemn and serious, "This
section of the Lost Woods was once connected with underground
catacombs which lead throughout the royal townships of Hyrule
castle market and Kakariko village, and was also a lost nation
of Wolfos tribes' burial grounds, long ago. The
wayward spirits of the Wolfos live on as shadows of their former
selves, seeking solace in their descendants, whom
are disappearing at an alarming rate. Their numbers have shrunk from once
proud tribal nations to just a few hundred individuals left in the world. Two brothers had
roamed into this section of the Lost Woods many years ago and took up
residence here with me. We've helped each other out
for the longest time, hiding this place away and training together... creating
this illusion... until..." Impa stopped abruptly, and eyed you
intently. "Until the Second Lie... But all
in due time, children..." she trailed off nonchalantly, and rounded the
corner, into a large haphazard "city block" of forest, right in the
middle of Hyruletropolis.
"No! You can’t just stop there!!" Zelda persisted as
they approached a log cabin which had an eerie similarity to Saria's and
Krystal's home... "You've brought out that much; you have to tell us the rest." She said, adamantly.
Impa ignored her and stopped some thirteen yards from the house.
"I am sorry, Princess, but as I said: all in due time."
she said, talking at her, rather than to her, still focused straight ahead of
herself.
Zelda closed her eyes "So that's that, is it? 'Princess' Zelda,
huh..?" and a tear started to fall, oblivious to the world as the world,
but Zelda, was to it. As she wiped it away, silently, she whispered to
herself, "I don't like it, it's not..." but trailed off.
You followed behind the group and moved forward to Zelda's side,
between her and Impa, wanting to see what Impa was focusing on. Zelda
cautiously touched her fingers to yours, and you took her hand.
The foggy 'neighborhood' was now made up of trees lining several
trails and a small stream, the cabin was amidst it all, in the middle of a
clearing, surrounded by the cover of tall Deku trees and their canopy shade.
A "window" of light beamed down on the front door and face
wall: one of the structure's windows was visible on the face wall around the
corner of the door, two more windows each on either side of the corners by the
door.
Impa simply waited, staring just past the cabin. You start
to walk forward, but as you took the first step, Impa cautioned, "Stay
back, we wait for them to come to us. Stand still." She gently held
her arm out to indicate a barrier against your progress, but held it firmly in
place, should you test to pass further.
So everyone waited.
It wasn't long, once everyone settled down, before everyone’s
scents caught the attention of a pair of Wolfos Hunters. Their eyes
gleamed in the fog as they came around the corner of the cabin, hunched low on
their hind legs. One, sniffing the air back and forth, eying Impa once in
a while, then sniffing toward the children, set down and continued about on all
fours; the other simply following behind on hind legs without showing interest.
Impa remained motionless, "Let them inspect us.
We'll be no threat if we allow them to.
Just, don't move." A shadowy Black Wolfos darted out from the
fog and sniffed Impa, staring her in the eye. Behind it, a stark white
fur coat contrasted this 'sniffer'. The White Wolfos encircled the group
nonchalantly while the black one took a more personal approach by nose.
On all fours, the black shadow of fur twisted in and out,
between the children and sniffed close; curious and invasive, he succeeded in
breaking your linked hands.
He continued around your torsos, then feet and Impa's legs.
He sniffed Zelda's neck, she cringed, he then sniffed your neck and the
hairs on his back pricked up. He froze for a moment, tail straight up.
Quietly, a very soft and low growl, he bore his teeth and darted
to the front door.
When the black Wolfos darted to the front door and sat down
beside it, the white Wolfos moved in, growling, hunched low on hind feet,
reaching to a small pouch on his belt. Your stomach clenched and your
face contorted in a grim scowl as your spirit surged and you became fortified
in your position, as though stone.
The White Wolfos snarled and huffed, staring you down.
Impa backed up a pace, clenched Zelda's hand and stepped away gently,
toward the house, bringing Zelda with her. The white Wolfos barked and
growled "*Just wait!*" then pulled his hand out from the
pocket, clenching something small enough to be concealed by his fist. The
white Wolfos' voice is menacing as he snarls at you "*You're scared!*"
Eyes narrowing, he barks without context. Then he growls
again, "*But you have courage to stay here
before me.*" Panting and smiling a moment before barking and
snarling, "*Eat the girls!*"
You belt out a holler and rush into the White Wolfos, even
unarmed, raising a fist. The Wolfos dropped a Deku Nut and evaded your
empty strike.
The black Wolfos remained motionless by the door, and now
you feel confused.
The White Wolfos could be heard panting and huffing...
maybe... laughing?
You turn around and see the hunched over Wolfos with his
tongue hanging out, huffing and cackling in a dry wheeze, then raise his head
back and laugh into the air, gasping for more.
"*HA-HAW! This kid needs a sword!*"
He laughed, then looked directly in your eyes; bearing a ferocious fanged grin,
"*There's no doubt about it, Impa! You need to train him.*"
Evidently a friendly exchange, but the fiendish voice of this wolf never sounded friendly.
"*Kid, you're to begin training immediately.
Once you can best me, you're ready to visit the temple,
but not a moment before. It will take more than a sword
and shield to fight my kin. This is
another training weapon you might want to learn. Get moving.*"
The white Wolfos declared, handing you a wooden Boomerang.
Impa escorted you and Zelda inside. The black Wolfos
sat, remaining perched beside the door, and the white Wolfos seemed to
disappear altogether - nowhere in sight.
You find that the interior of the cabin was identical to the
city house illusion with the exception of tribal decor, building materials,
color scheme, and atmosphere; and so, you easily returned to the basement to
train.
You and Impa worked hard for three days, honing your skills
and perfecting your strikes. On the night of the third day, when you had
finally learned how to wield the boomerang, after you had completed the day's
workload, and Impa had departed, the Black Wolfos entered the basement.
The lights flickered and faded out, then flashed on, dimmed to a
gentle glow, and maintained this low, gloomy atmosphere. The dark fur of
the Wolfos made it impossible to see his body. His red eyes gave him a
greater menacing aura than already lent his bristly fur and glistening fangs.
"Let's see how far you've come, pup!"
He said, and without pause or hesitation leapt into you - claws first.
The Lights flicker again but remain dim. A tight row of
pikes shoots up at the base of the stairs, forming an impassible barricade from
the basement.
Trapped in the fight!
Your insides churn as you evaded the initial attack by
jumping to your left, toward the mirrored walls. The dark beast's fur was
nice and smooth along the face, arms, and legs, but bristled fiercely along his
back and tail, which was briefly exposed to you before the Wolfos almost
immediately backed away by flipping, twice, away from the mirrors.
Unseen to you from behind, his reflection did not reflect away
from yours, but ran along with the Wolfos, and charged you from behind while
you stupidly watched the dark fur of your opponent dissolve, as if smoke, into
a shadowy image that pooled away from sight; just as you were
struck from behind by the Shadow Black Wolfos.
You gasp and wince in pain, "Ahhuhng!"
The Wolfos barked, "Some of us, such as myself,
have powers uncommon to the rest of us. I have
patiently honed these rare powers, rarely shared by my kin." He
wasn’t attacking for the moment, but remained poised and ready to strike.
"... Since our people hunt in packs, I will use my
magic to train you against a pack raid; but know that if you
were to fight me for real, you would not stand even this long! This is
your only warning! I hope you are prepared!" Then
he again lunged, you again dodged, this time to the right, and ran around to
try to strike back, but just missed, as the Wolfos also jumped to the side to
dodge.
Stalemate.
You faced each other down.
The Black Wolfos began to run around to try to get behind
you. You followed your opponent, trying to stay facing off, and also
began to run around; almost chasing, or almost being chased. The Wolfos
wasn't fooled, and turned around to catch you off guard, striking
swiftly.
You were barely able to raise your shield in time and thrown
off balance, staggering back several paces. Before you knew what had
happened, the Black Wolfos was in the shadows again, and nowhere to be
seen.
You turn around just in time to catch the Wolfos in mid
transition between mirror and reality.
You raise your shield in time to deflect the blow and hold your
ground, giving you a chance to strike back, yet when the sword made contact, it
didn't phase him. The sword bounced off his shoulder and the Wolfos shrugged it
off, like nothing.
"That won't do..." He taunted.
You glowered at the Shadow Black Wolfos, brow furrowed, lips
drawn down in frown with your chin jutting out and up defiantly.
You lunged, but gave yourself away too soon, and the Wolfos
back flipped several times, putting good distance between you, before
attempting to run behind again. You leaped to the side several times,
dodging quickly to force the Wolfos to face you directly.
It worked, he moved in for a strike. You prepared to
receive and block the attack, then strike back. But as the Black Wolfos
moved in range, he started running aside again!
You looked ahead of him, the wall would stop him from moving
around so why...?
You'd looked away too long!
The Wolfos was not standing beside the wall in his path, nor
running away from you, running into the wall, or coming at you! You
attempt to turn and scan the room but were struck from behind once more, this
time without blocking it. Taking the blow, you were hurt, and staggered
forward. You became angry and confused; angry because you could not make
sense of what had just happened, which was making you only more confused.
You raise your shield and run around the Wolfos, who ran
around you. You were both attempting to get behind the other, but the
Wolfos was again first to break cadence and strike first. You, again,
deflected it and struck back, again with no effect.
"The pack trains to hunt by attacking
from behind, making us predators; we're not prey while facing each
other..." And he faded away into pools of shadowy fog.
You couldn't see him in the room, but the distinct
reflection of his movements caught your attention. The reflected image of
the otherwise absent Black Wolfos walked into the corner of the room where the
mirrored walls met, and stepped into the reflection of the other wall
mirror.... two reflections, but no Wolfos to reflect... The two
reflections then stepped into yet the other empty wall mirror and there were
then four reflections!
You stagger back several paces away from the mirrors,
astonished and somewhat frightened, as the four Wolfos entered the room
together, leaving four Black Wolfos in the room yet no reflections in the
mirrors but your own.
Your stomach churned in place and nauseated you. You
swallowed hard to hold back the fear, and to keep your stomach down, then faced
down this pack with what confidence you had. Remembering what the Wolfos
said before disappearing into 4 copies, your courage increased significantly,
and you waited for an opportunity to strike one of them on the back.
They tried to surround you, but you kept moving, jumping left,
jumping backwards, running around right, rolling ahead, and dodging
swipes.
One Wolfos swiped late and missed by a mile as you rolled right
past. Now you had a chance. The slowly twisting torso of the Wolfos
gradually bristled from the smooth front side around to the bristled violent
looking back side - You lunged.
You successfully struck the backside of one of the illusions, and it
disappeared without complaint or concern, into the shadows. Another three
to go, one already moving in for a lunge!! You narrowly roll aside and
hop around to face him off, sliding in an arc with the momentum. You were
both locked head on to one another: Strafe right, strafe left. Strafe right,
and roll back... Too much distance, another one moved in... Then the
other. Two on one.
You doubled back, but the two pursued. You evaded
left, they followed. You tried to face them both, but one got around
behind you. You faced the other off, who started trying to loop around as
well.
They tricked you! Two of them were behind you!
You swung your sword hard and early, spinning into it...
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**moving in for a lunge, Link narrowly rolled aside and hopped
around to face him off. They locked head on to one another: Strafe right,
strafe left. Strafe right, and roll back... Too much distance,
another one moved in... Then the other, two on one. Link doubled back,
but the two pursued.**
The disengaged Wolfos mirrored Link's movements for a
moment and stayed behind Link, but near. He moved left and right, held
close, moving forward, and took the opposite side his partner moved in on.
They were both behind Link now, backing up gently, giving them room to
maneuver against the one, while silently coiling for a double lunge. The
face off started to guide Link around too early, and they lunged!!!
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You swung your sword while facing away from them, but spun into
it hard, and carried the momentum of the sword around with you, striking the
pair in mid-lunge. Though you were unable to hurt them, you successfully deflected
their attack with this strike. You jumped left twice then backwards until
you were able to see all three Wolfos at once.
Maybe one of them was real, you thought to yourself, hoping
one might stand out from the rest, and that you would not have to fight the
illusions.
They snarled in unison, as if taunting the thought.
You run in. The nearest Wolfos swiped at you, you rolled
under it then immediately started running. The other two were still
beside each other after the failed lunge, and you skidded to a stop just
outside their range of attack. You feinted a slash, but jumped in that
direction instead, and rolled through, to the right, behind the two. As
the one on your left began to swing, your roll to the right, prompting them to
follow, exposing one's back to the other's claw!
You'd used one to defeat the other, and turned to raise your
shield just in case. The attack was not close enough to make contact with
the shield, so you sliced futilely at the hand and backed away, keeping the
Wolfos at bay.
The Wolfos pair exchanged glances then faded away.
You lower your guard a moment, slouching slightly and giving in
to the weight of the light wooden sword, allowing it to dangle in your grasp.
The hazy shadow fog lingered while the distorted forms of two Wolfos
faded into it.
Nothing seemed to happen. You regain suspicion and
take guard once more, inspecting the haze from where you stood before slowly
approaching it.
Once you are within feet of the haze, it takes form of one Wolfos
and slowly solidifies, revealing an intricate dark armor covered in tribal
etchings burnt into leather padding, worn and aged, yet still firm but pliable.
The armor seemed to materialize around the shadows, rather than a body or
being. The form revealed twin red eyes, and from behind his back protruded
a fairly large and hilted boomerang.
While his whole face, boomerang, and armor had solidified, his
fur appeared to be mere shadowy wisps fading away into the wind like liquid
smoke where his body should have been.
His demeanor was relaxed and nonthreatening. His tongue
hung out lazily, as he panted softly. He even appeared to be grinning.
"We Wolfos kind have come from many generations
of pack hunters and tribesmen who once faced greater
beasts with skull crushing might! Our skulls and bones have
to be able to withstand the might of even a Goron
punch! Our survival relies on using our bodies'
adaptations. All monsters in this world have these sorts of advantageous
adaptations, but also something they are weak against.
I will train you to use the boomerang, but you must
find my weak point some other way. There will
come a time when I will have to test you again!"
The pike barricade retracted, the lights brightened, and the
Shadow Wolfos faded away.
"When you wish to speak with me again, come
down here with the lights out."
Just before the place of the Wolfos, as the lights came on, a wooden chest
magically appeared to fade in with them. The chest was curiously open,
but empty.
The pike barricade then retracted loudly.
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Spiritual Requiem
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Procrastinating with every step, drowned in contemplation, you
delayed ascending to the dining nook; you, unconscious of time and your mind a
whole world or even universe away, suddenly found yourself sitting down at
dinner, smiling at Zelda, "listening" to her talking to you,
oblivious of anything that was going on up until you caught yourself in the
moment...
"Link...! Are you even paying attention?
Do you want me to go over that again?"
Zelda didn't wait for a response, your blank stare infuriated her
and she huffed. "Pay attention this time, Link! It's
important for your safety, if you're going to venture into the Temple,
to know what you're up against!" Your awareness had fully returned
to you and you nodded intently.
Zelda sighed. "Okay."
She eyed you suspiciously.
"The Forest Temple is hidden deep in
the Lost Woods and cannot be found without following
a very specific path. The trails and pathways
are all loopy and reconnect with other places they shouldn't, so it's easy to
get lost and turned around." She paused, making sure
you were still listening, "When you actually reach the Lost Woods, you'll
be in an area that is Hyrule's world, but the Lost Woods itself is, in
fact, an entire world of its own... When you step
between the worlds connected by the Lost Woods, it is seamless, and you cannot
tell when it's happened until you've already stepped through and looked behind
you... Just like in the alley-"
Impa cut in, serving a dessert, "Link has many other
obligations, princess. They will use them to buy time for preparing themselves. The temple will still be there." She said calmly.
"Like what?" Zelda asked, almost shocked, but more
like whining.
"Like their mother, who called this
morning and asked me to have them home this evening."
Zelda was so caught up with her own agenda that she'd forgotten
your own family, and turned her head away slightly, feeling embarrassed and
selfish. "That's right..." She said almost soundlessly.
She internally recoiled, and caught herself not breathing
after a moment, then gently inhaled. Slowly she filled her lungs and
said, "We've got a few weeks before school starts again." She
started.
"Two months." You corrected her,
nonchalantly, spooning yourself some sundae.
She stared at you, incredulous, and blinked a couple times.
"Uh, er..." Her breath was caught in her throat,
and she huffed, "Yeah, just a little under that." She reminded you.
"I'm sure we'll get what we need done by then.
Just be sure to train every day." She finished,
half lecturing you for correcting her, but half sincerely reminding you.
Impa sat down and urged everyone to enjoy their sundaes finishing
with, "Link will be heading home tomorrow morning, I will drop them off.
You two have had... plenty of fun... and we needn't worry the child's mother. I've explained to her that you two have taken up self-defense
classes together." She then removed what looked like a
decorative sword and scabbard from the window behind the nook. "This
special training sword and its display rack can go home with you,
Link." She said as she handed over the ornamental wooden sword and
intricate stand.
You all sat around the dining nook, the shadowy moonlight
pouring through its elegant windows. The house otherwise seemed to have
had no electricity at any time, and firelight flickered off the table from the
candle at its center. The kitchen floor was gently glowing with faded
moonlight shadows, and the room itself was cast with a silvery blue-grey.
Everything about it was anything but modern. No
electricity meant no technology. No technology meant no internet; this
realization put you into deep thought once more, trying to decide if you could
trust Impa.
You were last to finish your ice cream sundae, and everyone said
good night to each other, departing to their rooms while you finished your last
few bites and rinse your dish. You return to your small room for the last
time of this visit, taking in the atmosphere of this passage into another time
as you descend the stairs leading to the dungeon.
Its feel had become very much like a dungeon now; a muskier
accent in the air and damp walls of cobblestone made the basement much more
imposing.
Zelda may have been joking about it at the time, or maybe
she genuinely knew about it in advance, in spite of her surprise, but you
decided it had to be more of a dungeon than a basement; after seeing illusions,
as believable as they were, transpire before your eyes the magically
materializing chest, still in the middle of the room.
Though you had no way of knowing it, you were certain you'd be
back here soon, finding the secrets this dungeon held.
But for now, you kept the lights on.
You inspect yourself in the mirror briefly, trying to see if
you might have a shadowy doppelganger in your reflection, then returned the
shield to the closet that you had left lying out after the fight with the
Wolfos, and brought the elegant wooden sword and stand with you into the
bedroom.
Maybe really a tomb.
It was decorated no differently, no less comfortable, not much
less modern. The wooden, boxed in, modernized room was identical in all regards
expect the style of the wood in the dresser and bed, the nightstand, and hard
wood floor... Which now appeared to be more like giant tree stump.
After putting the rack in your satchel and laying your sword
against the bed, you test the electricity.
The lights turned on and off. You turned on the TV,
cartoons came on.
You ponder for a long while, watching Kirby inhale more than he
could chew but save the day anyway. Then reached for the Nintendo and
turned it on. You watched The Legend of Zelda opening sequence play over;
hunter in the woods, hero vanquished, and then started a new adventure: through
a modern-world Hyrule - this sent a chill down your spine, and you shut the
game off by the time you were free running to Lake Hylia with digital
friends. The uncanny similarity, nay, identical
experience, left you uprooted.
Staring at the idling game as the parkour match ended with you
treading water in the lake, you feel as if your own life is not your own. Like
maybe somewhere in the unknowable reality beyond your perceptions, someone held
the controller that made YOU move...
Shuddering at the very thought, you quickly shut off the game and
TV, then plop on the bed and try to sleep.
Tossed yourself about, turned around, lay upside down, on your
head and neck, feet in the air.
You couldn't find comfort so you sat up, against the wall,
feet out, and stretched for your toes. Sat up again, and stared on,
pondering how all this came to take place... But no thoughts could form
and for an unknown time, you sat blankly, unaware of yourself, your breath,
reality, or thought.
Blinking out of it, you feel like an unknowable eternity had just
passed. You decide that you would find no answers in thinking about
matters, but spent the time anyway. After maybe fifteen minutes, you
autonomously curled up, and passed out.
The morning was hurried through cold cereal and juice, then
right out the door.
In the van, you and Zelda were in the back, Impa at the helm, as
she drove the back roads en route to your home, well away from the downtown
street racers and brawling punk commotion, you and Zelda watched out the
windows quietly, intently, taking in the scenery.
You left the forest by a different route and instead of turning
left, toward downtown, you turned right.
You passed the hospital on the way toward another disjointed
highway that lead west, traveled over a bridge past a slum, and snaked on until
the road curved south and split off into several other roads or carried out
into the desert.
Impa pulled south on one of the smaller roads, speeding up and
checking her mirrors. Zelda wasn't used to her driving this fast and
began to ask what she was going so fast for, but looked out the front
windshield and saw nothing on the road ahead but empty, mildly worn
pavement.
She said nothing and admired the country side. Some
patchy forestry in places, mostly farmland or empty grassland, after
passing through a patch of desert; she'd never been this far out of town before
and felt an unfamiliar sense of peace, sighing contentedly to herself.
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You were scared at first, coming onto the unfamiliar highway, but
quickly content to observe the scenery and take in this side of Hyrule which
you have not yet seen. The forest park was across from the fringe edges
of the downtown heart, and petered off into a slum under the highway as it
bridged over a set of fenced off rails, dirty streets, and worn asphalt
alleys. The lush green atmosphere was not only contrasted by the concrete
gray across from it, but faded into a dusty brown and tan as the desert of the
west dried everything out on the borders of the slums. A fairly quick
transition that seemed to be punctuated by the slum, which seemed even familiar
somehow, but you mentally shrug it off.
The drive was half-barren half-concrete for a moment, before the
desert seemed to come in like a tsunami wave and swallow the landscape as you
drove on, west. Curving south, more fertile land could be seen down the
way and in moments, everything was green again.
Impa pulled you down the country road and things began
looking more familiar. As you rode on, the farms and patchy forests could
be seen and a familiar neighborhood far down the road awaited you.
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You heard Zelda sigh and turned to look. She seemed
really happy right now, and comfortably gazed out her window. You watched
her observe everything around her, almost as though she were fascinated by
everything, maybe even absorbed by it all. Her hair seemed to be pure
gold in the sunlight that reflected in from his window, across to her. A
moment of fright crossed your heart, and you looked away, uncertain; returning
your gaze to the now-familiar township south of Hyruletropolis.
It was a back road that lead down the opposite end of your
neighborhood's street, and you sigh a subconscious breath of relief when you
recognized the turn.
Zelda looked toward you and saw a relieved friend, and
smiled to herself, turning away before she allowed the smile to reach her
lips. The car stopped, and Impa parked by the curb.
"This is the house I was given directions for..."
Impa said, hesitantly. "I thought you'd have pointed it out
for me, to be honest..." You didn't catch her drift and she ignored
it without further thought, opening her door.
You all got out.
Your mother appeared in the threshold of the front door,
waiting. Zelda stood in front of you, trying to decide what to say.
You stood in front of her, as if listening anyways, intent on her next words
regardless.
"I... had fun, actually...
Link." She stole your breath with a gentle 'ha' as you smiled, and
you both smiled wide, and with your eyes; Zelda giggled, blushing.
Impa cut into your parting awkwardness, "We'll be
leaving now, go on home and I will send you a message when I feel you'll do
well to check in with us if you haven't already..."
"Stay in touch..." She added
the last three words, hesitantly.
Everyone waved goodbye as Impa and Zelda returned to the front
seats of the van, as you and your mom stood at the front door. You waved,
Impa drove down the road, and the day was over. The door was closed
behind both of you, securely.
She'd been worried ever since you ran off with your friends
without so much as a text from the mother of a friend she'd had to call.
She wanted more than anything to run up and hug you the moment you'd
stepped out of the van, and silently wrung her hands to the bone in her mind
while waiting calmly on the outside, just waiting for you to walk back home to
her, and finally, when inside, she wanted to smother you but knew she
shouldn't.
She couldn't smother you.
She knelt down and seized you fiercely anyways.
"Oh Link... I don't know what I would ever do... if
I'd lost you..." She cried out. She did not sob, did not cry
out further, but cried, still, quietly on the inside, but remained calm and
dry-cheeked.
Gentle tears forming stubbornly in her eyes never the
less.
You protested sarcastically "Mom..." and she
gasped gently but sharply, smiling. "You're right-" she stopped
abruptly, and stood up, clearing her throat and wiping her unfallen tears.
"You should have texted me more often!"
she scolded, suddenly firm and cross, but still gentle enough somehow.
Her eyes showing only joy and relief.
You open your mouth to apologize, but were interrupted as she
continued on, saying "Because your friend Krystal came over asking about
you and seemed very cross when I told her you
were staying at another girl's house..."
She said coyly as she poked playfully, shifting from concerned mother, to
lecturing parent, and finally playful friend, attempting to pull at your heart
strings.
"I woulda told you that if you'd texted me, ya
know..." and winked.
You groan and run upstairs as fast as you could to get away from
the awkwardness.
You remembered something Impa had said over dessert about this
practice sword and set up the small wooden pedestal in your room on top of the
low dresser, beside your consoles, to display it. You placed the training
sword there and admired it for a moment, proud of how much you had accomplished
in just three short days.
Since there wasn't any more training going on today, you decided
you needed to text Krystal.
>back home, was training with sword & sheild< and
sent.
Moments later a six note forest tune piped up.
<WAT R U DOIN AT A GIRLS HOUSE?!?1> You stared at the
message a moment, fairly shocked, incredulous even, and entirely uncertain how
to respond.
You were unfamiliar with how these things worked and almost
thought your friend was an idiot for a moment, but double checked her name and,
sure enough, a picture of her too. Her song played again.
<swords, sure. why dont you come visit me now that you're
free?> She might be jealous.
>when can i come over?< you sent back. It didnt take
long and you heard the song again <whenever you want>
She is clearly jealous, you thought.
>i will ask if i c->
You were half way through this message when your mom called
up, "What's this about spending the night at another friend's house? You're
sleeping with a lot of girls this summer, Link!" She teased.
You got up and, trying not to slam it outright, closed the door loudly.
Apparently Krystal had already planned something out behind
your back.
You exchange a few texts with Krystal and look out your
window for a moment, thinking of how to ask with minimum embarrassment.
You open your door and head downstairs. As you reached the last step
before the bottom landing, your mom came around the corner on her way up; you
nearly bumped into each other.
"Ho!" she said just before colliding, "I
suppose you want to go to your friend's house now, dontcha?" She
asked, concealing her concern. "It's fine by me, as long as
you stay safe... I'll call Saria and let her
know that you have my permission." You step off the last step and
your mom 'caught' you and gave you a hug.
"Try calling or at least texting me a
bit more this time, huh? Mothers worry about their children, even when
they're coming along as upright adults..." You hugged her back but rolled
your eyes and groaned softly when she said that; prompting her to let go,
reluctantly.
"I'll call now, you can go ahead and pack
some things... Take clean underwear this time!" You
hurry upstairs and throw a few things together into your satchel, including the
wooden sword, which proved too big. Hesitantly, you return it to the
display rack, but paused.
You feel strangely vulnerable without it, and remember your
mom did ask to be safe, so you grabbed it off the rack and
carried it in your hands on your way out.
Carrying the satchel strapped around your shoulder and the
sword in your left hand, you descended the stairs again, and again almost ran
into your mother at the bottom. She was just closing her GameBoy and
announced that you had permission, "Saria says you should go to the
shop at the mall to meet up. You can wait with Krystal until
she closes up and accompany her home from there. Sound good?" She
finished.
You nodd an exaggerated 'yes' with your head.
"I can drop you off, if you'd like, but first-"
she said coolly, but then with extra exaggeration, "Yer gonna have
lunch with mah-me!" and smiled. You roll your eyes, but smile
genuinely.
She drove you downtown in relative silence, found a small
deli and decided lunch would be quick enough - sandwiches, and a chit-chat
about your training. You entered together and waited in line behind a
tall, young, tan girl dressed in black, with long red hair. She got her
sandwich and sat in the corner booth in the back of the small dining area.
"What'll it be, kiddo?" Your mom asked. You
look at the displayed sandwich ingredients behind a sneeze guard and asked for
roast beef, with cheddar cheese, cucumber, tomato, and banana peppers, on
focaccia bread, and your mom ordered a Swiss-cheese and mushroom club
sandwich.
She ordered two sodas and followed you to a seat.
The girl in the corner seemed to be watching you, but you
try to ignore her as you sit down facing away from her, several booths
away.
As she sat down across from you, your mom engaged before sitting
all the way down, "So! I bet you don't even remember Impa
and Zelda do you? After almost all your life, I'm shocked that you've run
into that girl again. It seems like a lifetime ago we were all celebrating
at the ranch...!" She stopped abruptly, expression suddenly
ashen, and took a bite of her sandwich and chewed it up before regaining
composure.
You shrug.
After swallowing, she pestered you some, "What do you
mean? If you remembered them, I know I'd be surprised
but nevermind that...! I want to know all about your training!
I see you brought along your training sword... you must really
enjoy it. I bet you're eager to show off to your girlfriends aren’t
you?"
You choked and gagged a little on your sandwich, embarrassed
and frustrated.
You coughed, she told you to chew your food better, as if
she wasn't teasing at all.
"So spill the beans already, kiddo! What have you been
doing with Impa's training? I'm shocked she'd even
elect to train you at all!" She said, unable to veil either her
elation for your experience or her concern for what the
implications could be.
"well..." You started, feeling for your sword for
reassurance.
The
girl in the corner got up and made a move for the restroom. Passing right
by you on the way, she seemed to deliberately bump into you, but acted like
nothing happened or she didn't notice. How rude, you
thought.
You pulled your hand away from the hilt laying against the
booth and continued, "She keeps the training equipment in a closet with a
mirrored door, on a wall full of mirrors..." You said, thinking more
about the Shadow Wolfos than the training Impa imparted on you.
You didn't realize you'd trailed off and started focusing on
your thoughts, absentmindedly.
"Mirrors. That's interesting," Your mom
broke your daze several seconds later, "probably to better assist you with
coordination, huh?" You try to stay focused on the conversation, but
"Yeah." was all you could accomplish.
Your mother smiled at you generously.
"Impa showed me how to hold and swing the sword without
hurting my hand..." You explained without enthusiasm. Your mom held
up a hand, wiping her mouth with a napkin, "Hold that thought, I'll be in
and out of the ladies' room in no time."
You were somewhat glad for the interruption, as she'd just given
you a chance to plan your words better.
As she got up, you quietly sighed with relief for the pause,
reaching down for the hilt again.
As she entered the restroom, the teenage girl exited.
You watch the doors while thinking about the fight with the Shadow Wolfos and
what NOT to say about it. You planned your conversation around that,
since it was the most exciting, but mentally edited the details to make it
sound less supernatural and more like a sparring match with Impa.
The redhead walked casually past the tables toward you, staring
at you. You feel unnerved, but let it go. She stares, as you try
not to notice, directly into your eyes and seemed to trip and stumble as she passes
your booth, then got up and ran out the deli.
As promised, her bathroom break was swift and brief, but you
watched the girl run out, through the deli window, and notice she is
holding... Some kind of... Wooden... Sword?!
You feel for your hilt and find it missing, jump out of your
seat, and chase after her!
"Link what's going on???" Your mom called out, but
you were fretting the loss of your weapon - perhaps more than you needed to,
not thinking you'd get it easily replaced from Impa's collection.
Somehow, you felt for sure, this one was a special sword.
"Link!!!" But it was too late;
you were on the street, tailing the long haired tan girl who nabbed your
sword. She ran fast, but you seemed to be able to keep up with her, so
you just followed, a quarter of a block behind her at all times. She
turned right at the corner; you followed before she was halfway to the next
block. She turned left at the next, you tailed her.
You maintained this pace of pursuit for five or six erratic
blocks before she made a left and ran straight past 3 blocks. She was
heading straight for the skate park.
Maybe this is that ninja I'd seen before? You
silently wondered to yourself, as you try to pick up the pace. But even
as you did, she seemed to have the same idea, and picked up her speed and began
outrunning you, now half a block ahead and gaining distance!
You were both across from the park, running parallel to it,
and she cut across the sparse traffic, into the park. Goron Link was on
the opposite end and seemed to instinctively notice everything, right now, as
his attention shifted to this chase. He saw you tailing a well-known
thief but remained nonchalant, and continued his patrol.
You try to wave him down, but he didn't seem to notice you
at all. The girl curved back a little and ran toward the bridge, you
shouted 'hey!' and 'aah!' as well as other wordless protests, and Goron Link's
attention finally came into your plight.
Goron Link turned around and rolled, amazingly fast, right
to her, beside her, in front of her, blocking her path.
Too far from them, yet, to hear; you can see they exchanged
words and faced off a moment, and then she became increasingly loud and
indignant as you got closer.
"Hey! What’s your problem, Link?!"
as you were finally closing in on her. You were shocked to hear your
name, forgetting the Goron had the same.
"We had a deal! You leave me
alone as long as I bring you rupees! Once I pawn
this sword off, I'll have everything you want! Get out of my
way!!"
Goron Link grumbled, "I don't think I like you stealing
from my friends, though."
Her eyes and nostrils flared, "THEM?!" Then she
turned to you, "You little punk!" And charged, prepared to
strike you with your own sword!
You flinch.
She lunged. Leaping high overhead and flipping
acrobatically behind you, you hear her land and take off again before
unflinching. Goron Link grumbled in a shout, even as his hand came down
heavy on your shoulder, "Go get her, Kid!", suggesting
you don't respond to his words.
The thief appeared to dash ahead faster at Goron Link's
'encouragement', while the Goron explained this situation in eloquence.
"Don't worry, kid." he said.
"She only has a couple hiding places,
I'll help you get yer sword back. Nabooru won't
try hocking your sword if she thinks you might catch her in the act,
so let ol' Link help you out." You listen and nod.
"So! If you show up at one of her hidey
holes and she's there, she's sure to catch you and take
off. She's quick, kid, tricky and stealthy too!
She can get in and out of her safe houses without making a sound or
ever being seen. But I know her tricks." He
winked, "It’s part of our deal, I don’t mess with her,
I let her steal things, and generally leave her alone, as
long as she keeps me informed of the workings of her
clan, and how she pulls it all off... AND rupees.
That's the important thing, in my case. ... But this time, it seems you
benefit from the info I can give you. I DO pride myself in keeping
current with all the info. I've sold her some news for
rupees before too, kid. It goes both ways"
Goron Link explains that this thief girl, Nabooru, has 3
spots near downtown that she would be right now. He says you only had a
day, two if you're lucky, before she'd come out and find the nearest shop to
pawn off the sword.
"But how does she get the rupees?" You asked,
knowing that no shops exchanged anything but paper money.
Goron Link laughed heartily.
"Those yellow tuxedos are
cunning types, they are." Goron Link explained, "They'll sell
rupees to the right buyers, and that Nabooru girl sure knows how
to milk 'em! If they knew she was feeding them to
me, however, they'd probably take her head to a pike!"
He laughed some more.
The
first spot, the closest hideout to the grassy skate park, was just across the
river. Goron Link claimed she wouldn’t be there on account of the fact he
saw her take off in the other direction, but encouraged you to check it out
anyways, if you thought you could get across town before the day's end.
The best bet, Goron Link claimed, was that she'd be in the
slums northwest of here. It was a bit longer of a walk, but still much
closer than the one Goron Link said was all the way up in the north end of
town, outside the upper class apartments and condos where the Yellow Tuxedo
Mafia operated.
You turned to take off on your retrieval mission when you
were suddenly scared that you'd have no chance of getting the sword back
without a weapon. You took no more than 2 steps and froze.
Goron Link sensed this uneasiness and stepped up beside
you.
"Kid...” heavy with gravel to his voice “Don't
sweat it. Ya can't go alone, I guess I'm an old softie, or too
hungry to think straight, but there's also somethin'
about you that compels me to help ya out..." He then smiled,
followed by, "If that's alright with you?"
You smile and nod, "Yeah." Quietly
answering. Goron Link smiled wider and introduced his potential,
"Well then! You ought to know what I can do!
I've got more strength than any Hylian around, and
can lift up very heavy objects for you if it ever comes
in handy that I do so. In a pinch, I can throw a heavy punch as
well! As far as speed is concerned, however, unless I'm rolling around,
I'll have to keep up with you somehow - I just ask that you don't go
taking off on me and leaving me in your dust... Even though
I'm sure I can roll faster than you can run...
heh..." He laughs quietly at the thought. "I'm not too
partial to any weapons, but I know how to use Bombflowers and bombs,
and any generally heavy weaponry like Biggoron's knife or
the Legendary Goron Hero's Hammer. Otherwise, if you
can't help me to anything else, my fists will do just fine. I
don't generally carry much, so don't expect me to haul your gear
either! If I had a backpack, I wouldn't complain, but
my people have disappeared some time ago - I don't know where you'd find me one
anyways, but now I'm rambling...! You need to catch up with
Nabooru! Let me take the lead, and I'll show you straight
there... and..." He started off without regard.
"I apologize, I lied, I know she's in the mafia territory
safe house – it’s her safest hideout, and she probably thinks I'm out to get
her now... She deliberately headed toward the slums because she can zig
zag the streets better than I can dodge traffic. To be honest, I just wanted
you to get familiar with her hangouts, for your own sake. This will save
you... Will save us time, if we just go straight to
her."
You give him a sarcastic look but nod and allow him to lead
the way, following him uptown past the library and beyond some high class
condominiums. The walk was incredibly
slow. He could probably run as fast as you crawl! The day was bleeding
out faster than your travel time, and while you worried she might take off with
your gear, you were confident that Goron Link was correct and she would wait
till tomorrow.
Around the corner, hanging a right, and walking ever slowly down
the curvy street, you both encounter a much-less urbanized neighborhood, tucked
away in Hyrule's northeastern corner.
More forestry, less buildings, and a man-made river parallel
to the street on the right, the sun nearly starting to come into contact with
the horizon. The two of you pass the last house on the end of a curved
neighborhood before forestry hillside made construction too expensive, and the
man-made river left no room on the opposite side of the street for structures.
The road felt isolated and secluded as it would around the hill for a
quarter mile before winding the other direction.
At a dirt-clearing in the wooded scenery on your left, at about
the apex of the last curve before transitioning to the next, Goron Link sits
down and curls up like a rock. You approach and hear his deep and muffled
voice, but barely make out 'I'm tired' out of some 6 more words than
that. So you lean against him and take rest as well, but not a moment
after you settle down do you spy an outcropping of large rocks.
You try to lift one but fail to do more than roll it aside.
So you go ahead and roll it right up to your companion and reach down to tap
his barely-exposed shoulder.
He sounded weary, but friendly never the less. "I said I
need a rest from that long walk, kid... I haven't been eating right,
you know? What do you need?" He says, poking his head out enough to
be better heard.
You point to the rock you rolled up beside him, and his
expression became much more joyous. "There's rocks out
here?? HAH! I shoulda known Nabooru'd have had a
stash somewhere! Her hideout is just down a concealed path
'round here after all... Was this all, or...?" He looked
around and spotted the outcropping of six other rocks and a boulder. Rapidly
uncurling and bounding forward he celebrated. "Yee-haw!! Nevermind
rest! I'll get all the energy I need from that one boulder!!"
He immediately approached and punched it into smaller bite-sized fragments and
began eating them, sending fragments of pebbles out, and a couple rupees, in
all directions.
No more than a few to five minutes later and he was pumping his
arms and squatting happily. "That'll do, kid. Go ahead and
keep those crumbs! Go ahead and take the candy! Hah!" He was
enthusiastic "I get so much more energy from the stone than I ever could
from even those golden rupees! Let's go. But I'll have to warn
you, she has traps lain out near her hideout.
It's inside a huge and hollowed out tree stump. She's dug
under it and made a cozy home for herself here and my bet is the sword will be
down there, even if she's not. But if she's around, we won’t see that
sword if she sees us first. That means: Don't set off any traps! It also
means I can’t lead you the whole way."
You nod and follow the Goron past a couple trees on a
well-trod path, and then lose sight of him almost instantly, as he takes a step
off the beaten path and through some loosely hanging vines. "This
way." He says, as he steps
through. You follow to the same spot and find the vines easily enough.
As you step through, he starts up again, "There are
definitely some tripwires around here. I only know that she's dug
some pits and set up a few ankle traps; but
she's crafty, there could be anything. I can't possibly step over all of
them, I'm much too cumbersome and I'll probably just
hinder your progress or give you away all together. I'll wait
here at the entrance to her trail. If you set off any traps, she
will have to run past me to get out. I'll try to stop her, but I've
never been able to catch her before, so don't get your hopes
up. All I've got is the element of surprise, but I expect she'd expect me
to be here too if she finds that you are." He hunkered back
down. "Just try not to set off traps. If we have to follow her
to her next hideout, it will take all day and
night to walk there, and I don't think you could keep up with my
rolling."
He points down the path and you follow the way, keeping your
eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary.
You don't make it far before you spot something suspicious along
the path. You make extra precautions to step over the vine-fashioned trip
wire, and stop just past it when you see that the path is littered with them.
You stop and build up courage, this looks like an obstacle
course of trip-vines, but knowing Goron Link's warning, you wouldn't dare treat
it as such a course; for fear of opening up a pit, catching an upside down ride
into a tree by ankle, or triggering any sort of spike or projectile mechanism!
The urge to run through passes quickly and you begin gently
tip-toeing over and around the vines for the best part of a quarter mile into
the forest. At several points, the path split off one direction or
another, and there were several small, and one large, tempting, clearings to
explore, but you remain focused on the paths riddled with traps. At the
end of the trap-littered path, you come to a suspicious clearing which doesn't
inspire the relief you were expecting. The trip wires are all gone, but a
strange statue stands solitary beside a huge and tall tree trunk.
This device, as it turns out, is made of a strange
combination of wood and tarnished metal, with the vague appearance of an
armored soldier. It appears to be made of metal bones and wooden armor,
but leaves you uncertain of approach with the gentle white glow around its
eyes.
You decide it best to find another way past. Its back
is to the tree stump and there is enough room to get around, but a frontal
approach, your gut tells you, will trigger some kind of defense. You can
only assume the worst, and look for any other side paths leading into this
clearing. You can see on the opposite end, behind the stump and wooden
warrior, two other openings that show trails into the woods beyond, and hope to
find your way to them by backtracking.
After clearing the tripwire-vines again, you find your way
back to the large tempting clearing and find that it is riddled with side paths
as well. None of these appear to be trapped upon your first glance,
but after you walk a few paces into each, you find the last one, in fact, is
marked with the tripwire vines. You decide this is the certain path to
lead around to the back of the stump, and follow it.
It's a long and enduring path with at least three times as
many vine tripwires, and to your genuine relief: the few you did trip over were
nothing more than naturally occurring vines. But finally, after the better part of the
evening, you make your way behind the tree stump. The solitary wood and
metal machination appears to have moved to the opposite side of the stump, but
otherwise remains facing the same way away from you.
Your nerves surge for a moment.
You take a deep breath and silently tiptoe toward the
statue. Standing right behind it, you slink around it and the tree stump
and make your way in. The wooden warrior does not move. Relieved,
you descend a flight of stairs into darkness.
As you make your way down you see a faint, dim, glow ahead,
around a corner at the end of this pitch black narrow corridor, and hasten to
it. Snoring alerts you to a presence as you round the corner, and you
freeze. Almost immediately, you can see your sword down this hall and
across the room on the opposite wall.
But resting, between you and it, is the thief girl you've come to
recognize as Nabooru.
You can only see her shoulder and long red hair falling over
it, her face turned toward the wall; her bed: in a small corner niche in the
small corridor-like room. Her stash, including your training sword, is
heaped up against the wall at the far end of the corridor.
You take a slow, and quiet, deep breath, tip toe up to the
entrance of the room; and get a clear view of her bed, directly on your right,
and a small deeper alcove on the left that sports a kitchenette complete with
grill, countertop and cabinet, and mini-fridge.
For a fleeting moment, you wonder where she gets her electricity.
She stirs loudly and violently, and your heart stops a
moment while observing her kitchen. All but completely frozen, you peer
over your back and see she remains asleep, her head still turned away from you
and her kitchen.
You almost sigh with relief, but immediately consider the noisy
consequences, and simply draw a slow and deep breath then, slowly and silently,
exhale, relaxing.
You notice a barred door between the kitchen and a couch
that sections off the room between you and her stash, but pass it without
curiosity, focusing only on retrieving your sword.
She seems to have collected several other weapons, but the
elegant wooden training is all you're taking. As you reach down and grab
it, you spot something intimately familiar and immediately pat yourself down.
Your Gameboy was also missing! When did she take
that?? How?! You grab it and check the screen, without considering
any further answers and turn around after safely returning it to your satchel.
Nabooru is still lying in bed; she's stirred again and is facing
toward the exit now.
You take another deep and slow breath, and as quickly as you
can, tiptoe out. You ponder some more about the electricity source as you
pass the humming fridge backed up against the wall beside the corridor's end
and near-about have a heart attack when a loud 'secret sound' plays from within
your satchel!
"HUH?! WHAT?!" Nabooru
shouts.
You freeze for a split second then decide to make a getaway
and run out as fast as you can. You hear Nabooru behind you mumbling
something about a “stupid girl” then start to snore again. You slow down
to take a peek.
She is sitting on her bed, upright, but her head bowed, evidently
still asleep, and you waste no time in taking your leave, tripping on the first
step up in the darkness.
You finally exit the tree stump, and feel like you've moved
to another dimension, as the dimming sunlight from the evening twilight
extinguished completely to reveal starry darkness, all in the short time you
were inside Nabooru's hideout. The stars are bright this far from the
city lights, and the distraction proves to cost you. No longer alert on
your exit, you failed to notice the patrolling wooden warrior coming straight
at you!
Its eyes are still glowing white, the same as before, until
it appears to notice you. It nears you and the eyes turn yellow; and you
hear a faint, annoying, buzzing sound coming from deep within the tree stump,
clearly much louder in there, sure to have alerted Nabooru. You try to
move around the machine, but it precisely follows you, just watching and
blocking your path. Shortly into your attempts to sidestep it, the eyes
turn red, and it retrieves a large mallet from behind its back.
You struggle, but quickly loosen your sword from its
scabbard just in time to hear Nabooru from behind calling ironically out at
you.
"Thief! Give me back my stash and
I'll call off my Bronze Knuckle!"
She is clearly still waking up as she stumbles out and rubs
her eyes groggily. You try again to make it around the machination;
however you are just as foiled as at first, but this time it swings its huge
mallet at you, narrowly missing as you roll aside, and strikes the ground with
a heavy reverberating thud.
"You!! How'd you find this
place?! That Goron! Link and I are
going to have a falling out over this!!!" She leaps up-top her tree
stump and seems to fiddle with a device while the Bronze Knuckle pursues you
and raises the mallet for another strike.
You dodge it again, this time rolling around behind it, then
make a snap decision between flight or fight and strike with your sword into
the back of the mediocre machine, choosing fight. It shakes about and
clanks at the strike, but shows no signs of damage. Slowly, it turns
around to face you for another strike, this time swinging the mallet
horizontally and landing clean on your unprotected back.
"OWUGH!" You cry out as you roll with the impact
back to your feet. You sorely regret not taking the shield with you.
You have managed to come completely around back to the tree
stump. "I'll give you one last chance, you little punk. Nobody
steals from Nabooru! No one! You give back that nice and
fancy looking wooden sword and I'll let you go back and tell Link that our deal
is as good as dead." She calls down from behind you. You turn
to look up at her and see that she is still holding what looks like a control
pad.
A swift, cunning idea causes you to nod your head almost
unconsciously. She hops down, as if it merely down 3 steps, from atop her
story-tall tree stump and approaches you. You jump into action and cut at
the remote in her hands, breaking it on the ground.
"TWERP!"
She rages, almost shrieking, and proves that she is not unarmed, producing 2 real sabres from behind. "You don't know what you've done!" She
takes a ferocious, guarded stance.
You brace yourself, prepared for her to attack you.
The Bronze Knuckle chirps and whines, then sounds 2
incredibly loud alarm blasts, before shedding its wooden armor.
"I'll deal with you later. Don’t run; I'll find you
even if you do!" She says then rushes at the machine, swords first,
frenzied.
It traded the mallet from both hands to one hand and seems
to have gained its own frenzied speed. Nabooru struggles to stay behind
it as she blocks and deflects blows from the mallet. You hesitate, but
decide it would be best to assist her with deactivating her malfunctioning
security machine. You run up beside her and face it off. She looks
quizzically at you for a brief moment then ducks around behind the machine as
it struggles to pick a target.
She is almost successful before it decides to follow her,
and just as she reaches up for its back it turns and lowers its elbow, catching
her arm in a pinch between elbow and torso. You run into action and strike
at its backside again. You notice with its armor gone that there is a
small lever on its back and try to reach for it as it spins back around,
letting go of Nabooru, and crashing into you.
You bounce off of it, luckily unharmed.
"There's no way to stop it unless we can flip
that switch. That was quick thinking, kid, but even if you do
that, don't think I'm about to forgive you!!" She calls out,
immediately making her third attempt at it. The machine proves to be a
lot better maintained without its armor than you thought it was before, and it
spins around incredibly fast; back and forth between you and Nabooru, stepping
away from both of you all the while.
Nabooru moves in first, and you dare not hesitate to fall
behind, so you take the machine's “left” side while she assaults it from the “right”.
It swings its hammer from her to you, she ducks under, and you jump
aside. You've put a little too much distance between you and it, but it
doesn't seem to matter as it spins completely around its torso back to Nabooru
and you again. She has no choice but to retreat from it, and you are both
approximately the same distance from it.
The Bronze Knuckle again backs from you both and tries to
pick a target.
"Its automation is real buggy, but I
know it's good for 2 targets. It always picks
the first to move or attack,
but there's a catch, it's designed to make every attack
an attempt at all available targets, so unless you're fast
as lightning, this thing is going to be a pain to shut off alone, even with
someone to help."
You nod, and wait for it to move, but get orders instead,
"We need to stay directly across from each other and
keep it in the middle. We're not going to make much
ground, but we've got to get in close, little by little,
until we're so close that it's attacking. It will spin
and spin, and that's where it gets hard. If I can jam its torso with a
sword, we will be able to get to the switch easily. GOT IT?"
You nod again then run around it until Nabooru is directly across from you, and
the Bronze Knuckle is in between.
She steps in, you follow her lead. Every step she
takes, you take one too. You both make it 3 paces in before the torso
starts twitching back and forth, half way between each of you. Three more
steps, and it swings at her then follows through at you: maintaining a constant
spin-attack, but you are both just outside of its range. She stops
advancing, you stop as well, and the machine keeps attacking and spinning.
You catch her gaze and she nods at you with intent.
Showtime. She rushes in, swords first, as the next attack misses her and
follows through toward you. The mallet swings past you and you rush in as
well, just as she jabs her sabres into the thighs of the machine.
But instead of halting it entirely like she expected, she
only got one sword in. It was able to cut its mobility in half, but it
reverses course and swings back toward you, instead, clocking you in the head
and knocking you to the ground. You're slightly dazed but not out of the
fight. You're hurt badly, but you get up anyways, huffing and wheezing at
the ground.
"Look out kid!!!" She calls at you.
The machine raises the mallet high and you barely roll aside in
time to dodge the strike. The ground shakes at your back, the mallet mere
inches from you, and you slowly hurry up to get away, stumbling and gripping
your back with your equipped left hand and your head with your empty right.
You go hide behind the tree stump and lean against it,
confused and in pain.
"Hey, kid! If you're going to chicken out back there,
gimme back that sword!" You hear Nabooru call out. You hear a
gruff and familiar voice respond unintelligibly, or maybe your head is more
damaged than you thought.
While you're clearing your head, you hear what sounds like
an argument and then you realize Goron Link has entered the clearing. He
must have figured you had set off a trap when the Bronze Knuckle sounded off
its alarm. There's a loud crashing sound, and you start making out a
change in the argument from concern to anger.
"I was going to just shut that thing off,
Link!!! You didn't have to trash it!!
You've ruined me tonight! You've ruined
me!!! How dare you?! You owe me a bronze knuckle!" Goron Link
started to grumble a response, but she cut him off and just kept yelling at
him. You round the stump to catch sight of the argument.
"… And that punk kid! What the heck?! Why
would you even care if I acquired something off them?? What's it matter to
you? You would have gotten your rupees, but now, it's off. No
deal!! What are you going to do without me now, huh??" She was
furious and pulled her sword out from the robot's hip and turned to wave it in
Goron Link's face. "What gives you the right to interfere?!"
"Look, first off: that thing
stopped being a bronze knuckle the
first time you let its armor fall off, the flimsy Deku armor you put on it was
a joke. Second:” he paused, checking her attention; and attitude “You know I
won't let you steal from our friends-" he started, but she quickly interrupted
him, "OUR?!? I don't even KNOW this kid!!" He gave her a
moment, to be sure she was done yelling before replying, "I have only
known the little Hylian for a week or so myself, and I would have told you the next
time we met up, but you stole their sword before I could say anything. I
can make it up to you, you know..."
Her expression grew more fierce and she scoffed,
"HOW?!? All you're good for is protecting the park and
eavesdropping!" Goron Link grinned. "Well..."
He started, looking over to you, and winking, "You know how you're always
wanting new recruits?" She immediately cut in,
"Oh, now you just stop right there! I am NOT training some kid I don't even
know! They aren't even old enough to join the Thieves
Guild anyways! NO! NOT going to happen!!"
Goron Link's grin only grew, "But I know
something about this kid that makes THEM much more valuable than
you can guess. If you've ever trusted me before, now is the time to test
that trust! Forgive Them and let Them have their sword. Forgive me and I'll let you in on what Impa
sees in them."
The tan, redheaded Nabooru went pale in that moment and her
eyes sparkled with excited anticipation, yet she looked as if she had just met
her death. "I don't believe you." She said,
shakily. Goron Link closed his eyes knowingly, "That's where they got the sword. You'd never steal from Impa,
would you? Taking this sword from them is the same as taking it from
her. I'll keep quiet about this if you maintain our deal. Impa
doesn't have to know."
She grunted with frustration, groaned and moaned angrily,
then looked over at you; her hard gaze softened affectionately,
"Maybe if they were a bit older..." She
mumbled. Caught herself, she forced herself to be cross again.
"UGH! Fine! I can't take the sword knowing it came
from her... What's their association with her,
then?"
Goron Link shrugged, "Kind of the same as
yours, except the little girl is somehow involved too. To be
completely honest, that is all I know: She's training the newbie."
Nabooru laughed spitefully "Ha! What a trick, Link! I get nothing from
this!" She growled and went on, addressing you. "Well kid, if
you ever get as good as me, that'll be the day I consider
you for the Guild! Until then, I EXPECT you to help me rebuild
my Bronze Knuckle." She yanked her other sword out and
pointed it at you accusingly. "IN FACT, after what our friend has
done to it, I expect you both to help me UPGRADE it
to at least an Iron Knuckle or better! Now
get out of here you punk!" She turned to Goron Link, "I'll bring you
a list of parts for a Steel Knuckle, Link. Now... Tell
me the kid's name before I change my mind about forgiving you."
Goron Link laughed deep and heavily. "Theiri name is also Link."
Nabooru looked dizzy and then sat down in the grass.
She stared at you, disbelieving, as she spoke to Goron Link, "But they look Hylian..."
"Yup." Goron Link rumbled joyously.
She shakes her head and slowly braces herself to stand up, but
hesitates.
As you and Goron Link start to leave, Nabooru grabs your
shoulder firmly. Startled, you turn to catch her grinning down at
you. "I know more than you would think... You're a really
perceptive kid, you know that? You were the only
one out of everyone, including the adults, who even saw
me stealing Cuccos... But that was probably ten years ago, so I
wouldn't expect you to recall... Except, it seems you've only gotten keener
since then." She looked to the sky for a moment then continued,
slowly returning her eyes upon you as she spoke, "By the way, you
should apologize to your girlfriend and explain to her why
you're not showing up tonight." She winked, then
added, "I'm glad you got that annoying Gameboy back,
she wouldn't stop texting you!"
You flipped it open and checked your messages. 8
from Krystal, one from Impa… And 3 from mom... You're in trouble now!
"Come on, kid. Let's get back out to the
park. It's getting… Really late
and ol' Link needs to get some rest. You got anywhere to go?"
Goron Link asks you, as he turns to leave the glade. You check your
messages from mom and respond to the newest one,
>on the way home, someone stole my phone and training
sword, just got them back<
then turn and nod at Goron Link's back as he's already down the path.
You take a step as a hand on your shoulder grabs your
attention once more, "Go on, kid. I'll find out more about you
later, and here, a copy of the list of parts for
my upgraded Knuckle unit. I expect you two will get
to work at fixing this mess you've both made." Nabooru
doesn’t even look at you, just holds the list against your shoulder and watches
Goron Link depart. You look up at her and half nod, not sure if she even
noticed.
You notice how much taller she is than you, however.
Goron Link moves slowly enough that you catch up to him less
than a quarter of the way back to the street. You walk silently beside
him and he seems to ignore you for the majority of the short path back.
As the exit comes into view, he stops and sits beside the remains of his rocks
from earlier.
He grabs a larger stone, but before he bites into it he
stares at you.
"You're a profound Hylian, do you
know that?" He says and takes a bite. Muffled, mouth full, he
continues, "You're quiet as a stone, but you
clearly notice things that most others don't." He
swallows loudly, "You're already involved with Impa and
you're still a kid! She must be preparing you for something
big." And takes another bite, talking again without waiting to swallow,
"Just like the girl, you're an important piece
of the puzzle she's been sorting out for so many years now.
She thinks that I will be an important assistant to
this equation as well, but only hinted at my involvement. Says,
I'll find my family by helping the lost hero,
she says."
As luck should have it, or maybe divine providence willed it so, without
any prompting or notification, Goron Link's social network came through this
night to save your legs the agony of walking 5 miles home. The moment you
stepped onto the street from the woods, a car pulled up beside the trailhead.
Stepping out of the driver's door was the beautiful, elegant, self-possessed,
graceful, redheaded Marin.
Evidently, as her candid surprise indicated, it was luck or
providence because she did not realize anyone would be here; her shock only tripled
by familiar faces.
"Link?!?" She stared at you as if you were unreal.
The passenger door closed, alerting you to the presence of another girl.
Goron Link stepped out of the forest as the younger girl rounded the car.
Marin did a double take, "Link?!?" She said again, this time at the Goron.
Goron Link was just as surprised and made low noises, but no words.
Marin just stared, unable to speak when the little girl grabbed her hand,
training her consciousness back on the moment. "You know
them, lady?"
Marin's jean overalls were well worn and had faded spots where
holes wanted to open. One strap was loose and dangled freely, the chest
was dark and oily, but the legs were only partially stained with motor oil.
Her face looked recently cleaned, but the tips of her red bangs and long hair were
blackened with consistent grease exposure. Her hair was long and in a
high pony tail, draped over her shoulder.
She shook her head and laughed quietly. "Yeah, I know them
both. The kid is my little sister's friend, and
the Goron is supposed to be at
the park!" she said to the little girl, but loud enough
for all to hear, then directed her words to Goron Link, "Link, what are
you doing away from the park anyway? The racers could jump
in at any time! Roll back right away, will you?!"
Her concern pouring out of her voice suggested something, but you
couldn't sense what. Only that it had less to do with the park feed and
more to do with the racers. The little girl tugged at her hand again,
"does this mean we're not gonna buy anything?"
Marin smiled softly down at the child, "Nabooru will help
us any time. It can wait if it must."
"So you're here to do business? I wasn't
aware you knew Nabooru. What is your involvement here?"
Goron Link inquired.
Before she could answer, the little girl became agitated,
"Marin, Marin! can you introduce me?"
Goron Link initiated the girl's request for her, "Well
hello little girl, what's your name?".
She grew shy and hid behind Marin.
She looked to be your age but a little younger, had short blond
hair, and luminous green eyes. She wore a dirty white sundress with
opaque black, albeit dirt stained, stockings and cute tan sandals. Her cheeks
were ever so slightly rouge as her blushing faded.
Marin took
the cue, "It's okay Ilia, you don't need to be shy. These
are my friends, the Goron and Hylian are both named Link."
She said, comforting the girl, then looked up at Goron Link, "Link, Link; this
is Ilia. I just met her this afternoon
while closing up the shop. She has lost her parents
and does not know where they are."
Ilia peeked out and looked you in the eye. She smiled and shyly
said 'hi' quietly, before hiding her face behind Marin again.
"She and her friend have been living
outside for a month now. She told me that a crazy
homeless scientist with his baby have fed them and
cared for them, but he has it rough enough as it is, taking care of that baby.
Long story short, I am putting Ilia up tonight...
and tomorrow, I am going to find her friend Agatha,
and the professor. They're gonna stay in my
garage, not a shack on the street!!" She spoke with dignity
and authority. She was very much like her sister and mother: Proud,
confident, determined; capable.
"But you need to get out of here Link. Go back to the park
and protect it! I can take Link home from here... Just tell me one
thing..." Marin pressed, "What is this kid doing with you all
the way out here at this hour? They aren't homeless, this isn't a joke.
You can't just go off like this, with a kid who has a mother and a place
to stay!" She was very stern, but her demeanor was never angry or aggressive,
but gentle and relaxed.
Goron Link shrugged "Kid's sword was stolen. Take a
look at it and tell me you don't recognize it."
Ilia got excited "Sword???" and peeked out. She
watched you draw it, and her excitement grew more and more as the wooden blade
was revealed. You hold the sword up for Marin to inspect, and she takes a
close look at it, turning it over from side to side, inspecting the tip, and
then as if it just came to her and she'd merely forgotten, she quickly turned out over and looked at the
base of the hilt.
You hadn't even noticed the Triforce carving there, but she
seemed to know what to look for. It was such a subtle indentation and
emboss that it would be easily overlooked if you didn’t know it was there.
She handed you your sword back, "I haven’t seen this thing
in over ten years! Impa's training him
now, huh? Wait, stolen?! Nabooru might be a thief, but she is not dishonorable!"
Goron Link shook his head and closed his eyes "Nabooru
didn't even know what she had. She wasn't part of that meeting, remember?
It wasn't until after she'd reported to me about what she learned there
that she got involved. Impa trained her with a different sword though, so
she couldn't even have known."
Marin laughed "’Impa's training’." and shook her head,
"Normal people can't handle that. I remember when she tried to train me...
I think I hurt myself with that sword more than I ever hurt any targets!"
She sighed, "I was headstrong and thought I could help save the
world, but I learned to recognize my place quickly. Sometimes the whole world
just isn't enough. Sometimes, you gotta do what you feel is right for you, and
ignore the rest of the world..."
Ilia yawned big and long, prompting Marin.
"Come on, Link, I'll drive you to home..."
Your GameBoy played the 'secret sound' and you checked it for a
message from mom.
<where r you?? r u ok? COME HOME RIGHT NOW!>
>Marin's giving me a ride, on my way< You type...
... and sent.
Ilia climbs in the back seat behind Marin, and you approach the
passenger's door. "Do you still live down on the outskirts on the
way to the Lake?" She asked you. You got in and nodded to her,
closing your eyes, suddenly aware of how exhausted you are.
When you opened them again, Marin was opening your door and
reaching in to shake you awake. As her hand rested upon you, you turn to look
her, by no means deliberately, directly in the eye, "Oh, good, you're awake. We're here. Hope your 10
minute nap was enough to carry yourself in the house! I'd love to stay
and chat, but I've got a lot on my plate since this afternoon..."
Your mom was rushing to the car before Marin was back into the
driver's seat. You closed the passenger's door and accepted the rushing
worried embrace that your mother was bringing.
She grasped your wrists fiercely, and sank down to your level,
kneeling, moving in, and wrapping her arms around you and holding you tight.
"You're grounded." she said with a sob, as Marin's car drove
off.
(last updated: 6/21/2024)
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Dedicated to:
Robin King of Hyrule Williams
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Currently:
Awaiting inspiration for
Saria's disappointment!
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Sleepover with a kidnapping!
First Dungeon Run!!!
Forest Temple Ruins - Dungeon 2 - }(O){
Hyrulean Hystoria
Dungeon Training 0.250
Dungeon 3
<3 Random Acts of Kindness <3
Growing Up: Teenager Link; harder game... In Dungeon 4 (13)
Reputation Training 0.375
more to come...
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Zelda, Ganondorf Dragmire, Link, The Triforce, and all applicable names,
people, places, and things belong to their respective owners at Nintendo.
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Mind, wisdom,
intelligence, Spirit.
All I'm doing is telling
the greatest Hylian story never told.
Heart, courage,
emotion, Soul.
This is just... a piece of my heart.
Body, power, control, Will.
Come back every week,
I might* have written
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W A R N I N G :
SPOILER ALERT!!!
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SPOILER ALERT!!!
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SPOILER ALERT!!!
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Ganondorf disarms Link, taking the Deity's Hilt from him and begins reversing the fight, wailing on Link with the sharp end of the seemingly indestructible wooden, stick-like, sword.
Link succeeds in dodging most strikes and uses the same techniques to disarm Ganondorf.
The battle proceeds in this manner for several rounds before Demise becomes frustrated and overpowers the fight on the next volley when Ganondorf disarms Link for the seventh time: "THIS ENDS NOW" Demise's voice overlapping Ganondorf's, as Demise forces Ganondorf to launch the sword like a javelin: directly into Link's chest, piercing his heart all the way through.
Demise relinquishes possession of Ganondorf like a puppet and defiantly approaches Zelda, as she places herself between Link and Demise.
Ganondorf fights unconsciousness as his awareness is drawn toward Link's Shadow. Demise bellows, "your end at my hands is complete, Hylia, and there is nothing left to protect you." But he notices the shadows around Link begin to scramble and shift.
Reaching out toward Zelda to strip her of the Triforce immediately transfigures into reaching back to the Triforce of power and attempting to retake possession of Ganondorf, who had suddenly rushed over to join Zelda and Link.
Link is now dead and his shadow began to cry silently for help: Shadow Link was desperately clawing at the ground, clearly trying to escape the lifeless body of Link, crawling away, trying to scramble, as he is drawn forcibly into Link's chest wound.
Both Zelda and Ganondorf advanced on Demise; who was caught off guard by confusion but nevertheless grabbed the both and lifted them to his face, revealing his deceptively large and distant presence to be somehow metaphysical. But as he was about to devour them, Link's Shadow's silent screaming, as Shadow Link was swallowed into the chest wound, became audible through Link, as he rose up and grasped the hilt protruding from his chest, screaming.
His eyes opened up to reveal lightning white energy flowing out as he removed the hilt from his chest. And as he did, the sharp end pulled his heart out with it, clearly embedded into the sword now, and dragged all manner of shadow energy into the wound. He drew it out and lo, the hilt had been upside-down all along, as the energetic double helix blades with twisted crossguard blades at the base sprouted from the magic rod, which had been used as the handle up until now.
And, as Link removed the handle from his chest with his heart attached, the very sky quaked with thunder and ripped apart with wide lightning-tears in the very fabric of reality, leaving white void chasms all across the sky like stretch marks.
His heart is elaborately entangled with golden veins rooting into the sharp end of the hilt piercing the heart, and glows gold but looks red: as this glow engulfs the whole sword; energy blades and all.
In all this time, Link could not stop his Shadow's screams emenating from his body, until the energetic glow of his heart and sword discharged as a violent rainbow buzzsaw; with a swing of his sword and assuming a stance: he became silent.
He became instantly silent and emotionless.
He did nothing, staring intently at Demise who was now frozen with the closest notion of fear the Chaos entity had ever known. The blast from Link's sword homed in on his wrists, injuring him enough to drop Ganondorf and Zelda.
Both fell hard but were not seriously injured. Ganondorf looked deeply into Zelda's eyes and quietly spoke "Please forgive my insolence, princess." And he immediately faced Demise, charging all his elemental magics into one, large, multifaceted sphere of energy into his fist.
Zelda, intuiting his intent to combine his energy with Link's, took position across from him, and began charging up Nayru's Love into a singularity between her hands with her forefingers and thumbs in the shape of a triangle.
Together, they formed a Triforce with The Fierce Deity.
Demise didn't wait to find out what they were preparing and dropped his fists upon all three. But when he did, Link swung at Demise, promoting Ganondorf to throw the energy he charged up, and Zelda to expand the singularity: sending the fists back up and into Demise's own face and exploding with devastating power.
This had clearly drained both Ganondorf and Zelda as they collapsed, but Link, now the Fierce Deity, was completely expressionless and unaffected, apparently immune, and swung again sending the blinding rainbow buzzsaw of energy right into Demise's face without pause.
Link hadn't so much as stepped a pace in any direction. He seemed motionless. He didn't even appear to breathe.
Demise noticed and became incised, quickly and once more taking possession of Ganondorf: transforming his Triforce of Power into the power of hate that had given rise to the beast form of Ganon.
But this time he fused himself with the Gerudo King; it was unbearable for Ganondorf, who writhes in agony, screaming for mercy as his flesh burns violet and his bones burn black while growing to massive proportions and protruding through his back and joints like plate armor. White hot blood oozes out of every crack and cell but is immediately absorbed back in: the transformation of Ganon into Vulgaris.
On all fours, opposable thumbs on every appendage, 9 inch long claws on his fingers and toes with black, blade-like bones protruding like claws at the ankles and knees, and sharp corkscrew tusks that are almost half as long as his body, while white undulating ripples surge constantly across its bright purple flesh.
Vulgaris, the complete merging of Demise and Ganon, roars in an earth shattering gutteral noise that can barely be heard but most definitely be felt.
The Fierce Deity swings at him again but Vulgaris vanishes from sight before the energy can even discharge from his sword. Teleporting behind the Fierce Deity, Vulgaris gores him by surprise, but apparently fails to do significant damage, as The Fierce Deity spins back around, swinging his sword with, striking Vulgaris on the snout with the crossguard.
It appears to be a standoff, with the Triforce of Power protecting Demise vicariously through Gannon, and with Link having lost all sense of self and identity: he doesn't seem to take the situation seriously; the Fierce Deity is only moving and responding to protect himself. Zelda catches on and attempts to plead with The Fierce Deity, "Link! Please try to remember who you are! Protect Hyrule from destruction!" To no effect.
The Fierce Deity only stares endlessly at the closest threat, Vulgaris, unresponsive, unemotional.
Vulgaris seems to catch on as well and lets his guard down, and just as he suspected, The Fierce Deity relaxes his stance.
Vulgaris considered for a moment that he might not attack if not directly threatened, and turned away to approach Zelda. The Fierce Deity dropped his guard and began to walk away. "Link, no!" Zelda hollered.
Vulgaris laughed mutedly but the sound shook the world.
Zelda pleaded, "All your friends will forever perish without you, Link! Don't let Demise win!" Vulgaris' barely audible voice wasn't an obstacle for the Triforce of wisdom, so Zelda understood exactly what was spoken when he said "I am Vulgaris, the best of chaos and of power." And she cried in terror.
But The Fierce Deity responded to something as well. As Vulgaris reached for Zelda, she wept "Don't forget your friends, Link..." And the Fierce Deity leapt in.
He jumped higher than natural, swinging his mighty double helix downward into Vulgaris' back just as his hand wrapped around Zelda.
More angered than stunned, Vulgaris relinquished Zelda and swung his hand at The Fierce Deity, completely missing.
This opened him up to an unexpected blast of Nayru's Love, distracting him long enough to lose his grasp on Ganon.
Vulgaris began writhing, grabbing its head and warbling between the muted, gutteral, quaking, vulgar roar and a deep, low, tormented scream as Ganon regained self control. Demise and Ganon began separating and both were exhausting the other, however thanks to Nayru's Love, Ganon was successful in separating himself from Demise but collapsed unconscious.
Zelda couldn't keep up either and became light headed and dizzy, sitting down. Demise was stunned but still full of energy and fury. The Fierce Deity grounded himself and began charging his sword, preparing to be attacked yet again.
As soon as Demise was on his feet again, he immediately attempted to take possession of Zelda, only to be blockaded by her higher self, Hylia, who appeared as a bright light emanating from Zelda: very similar to Nayru's Love.
Demise roared a curse in a monstrous, gutteral, language, known only to Hylia and himself, and proceeded to taunt her "So this is what it takes to get a rise from the Goddess of Time!!! Are you also protecting your greatest enemy from me!?"
Hylia scolded Demise "YOU know full well Din's charge was under your influence all along! Don't pretend you even think you have me fooled. Life and creation will not be destroyed by you when even YOU have to possess our creations!"
Demise grew in magnitude and threw a massive punch toward Zelda which Hylia surprisingly deflected with ease, but not without ill effect: as the force blasted the ground to rubble and sent shockwaves in all directions. The Titanic Deities of Chaos and Time wreaked havoc across the land as Hylia deflected blow after blow.
Ganondorf had reverted to himself and regained consciousness. He stared in both awe and disappointment at the battling titans, his mouth involuntarily open, slightly agape.
Zelda.
Small, petite, beautiful, defiant: the avatar of Hylia; who has presented herself like a giant being made of light emanating from Zelda.
Fighting the dark, grotesque, flaming giant of a Titan:
Demise; who sends a flurry of punches and slamming fists in the direction of the tiny Hylian avatar.
But no matter how hard he tries to hit Zelda, Hylia deflects everything.
Meanwhile, both Hylia and Zelda are griefstricken by the desolation caused by deflecting Demise's fury.
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... In a temporal instance outside of space and time: Hylia appeals to The Fierce Deity, who has relaxed his stance and ceased charging his sword when Demise focused on Zelda...
An endless blue sky and translucent shimmering clouds occupied only by himself and Hylia fills his awareness.
"Link, please, without you, all your friends will perish eternally under the influence of Demise."
His shadow stepped away, as if co-occupying his body, and regarded him with a nod. Then tears spilled from Shadow Link's eyes as images of Link's friends became visible.
The infinite sky became populated by familiar faces: friends; found family crowding the Fierce Deity, celebrating joy.
The endless sky was replaced by endless fire.
The Fierce Deity suddenly seemed to awaken and recognized Link's friends. His own friends. Friends in images of terror, anguished and lamenting eternal torment.
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Link's screams echoed and rocked the foundations of existence, rivaling the vibrations of Vulgaris' roars.
His eyes glowed bright white and lightning surged out of them.
His face twisted into a terrifying sneer.
He charged his sword once more, but now it glowed brightly, with all colors in a blinding prismatic field, of volumetric prisms of light. His heart glowed bright gold and electricity crackled all around it as it began to beat on the base of the sword.
Demise caught sight of this sparkling energy and intuited to defend himself right as Link unleashed a hurricane spin attack that magnified and amplified and scaled to the Titanic size of Hylia and Demise.
This hurricane of energy was far worse than anything the fight had produced so far.
In fact, every moment of the fight thus far COMBINED was nothing in the face of The Fierce Deity's Fury.
The unleashed energy whirled and spiraled uncontrollably in spherical patterns across the battlefield, ripping bedrock into orbit and exposing magma chambers deep below the ground, hurtling toward Demise.
Hylia gasped, covering her mouth, shedding a tear, and wrapped herself and Zelda in a temporal instance outside of space and time, protecting them both from the catastrophic carnage.
While they could still witness what was left of creation as the Fierce Deity and Demise battled, they were effectively completely removed from existence, cursed to only watch creation end at the hands of both the greatest threat to creation and its very protector hero.
Zelda and Hylia both watched in silence.
They watched Demise breathe fire, throw lightning, break light with his punches, and even devour shadows in attempt to dispatch The Fierce Deity.
They watched, broken hearted: the hero wielding his heart as a sword, detached and disassociated, charging escalating attack after attack, and ripping creation apart throughout the fight until...
Demise finally intercepted his sword, mid attack, and ripped it out of Link's hands, flinging the sword away into the unknown void; but lost three fingers to the blade and split his forearm up to the elbow in the process.
The Fierce Deity was now disarmed and completely disassociated from the fight. Expressionless.
Demise assumed this put him at the advantage and sought to dispatch The Fierce Deity immediately, however his most powerful blows not only did no damage, but Link did not even respond to them.
There was nothing left to respond to.
His heart and sword has been lost, all of creation lies in dust, and he has no memories.
Zelda and Hylia wept from outside of space time, watching the Deity's Double Helix Sword tumble through orbit around the world for centuries, while Demise lost steam and eventually fell asleep, and the Fierce Deity wandered aimlessly across the wasted lands.
Eventually, after Demise slumbered for another thousand years and the Fierce Deity continued wandering forever, Hylia and Zelda returned the three goddesses to breathe life into Hyrule once more.
The temporal instance had acted like a cocoon, intertwining Zelda with Hylia and, eventually, the Deity's Double Helix fell back and embedded itself deep into the ground in a massive cavern, so Hylia, now fully merged with Zelda, could retrieve it only to discover that Link's heart had irreparable permanent sorrow.
The heart and sword were now inseparable, and Hylia began creating existence again with the help of Din, Nayru, and Farore, starting with a tribe of peaceful mystic sages to protect the heart until the song of healing could be played after the ocarina of time is/was created again.
The Zonai, Sheika, and Gerudo tribes cooperated in protecting the corrupted heart-sword until the unbearable separation from Link twisted the sword into the Nightmare: Majora.
Hylia had to abuse her temporal instancing to send Majora redundantly through time to be defeated by a healed Fierce Deity, in order to turn Majora into a Mask and send the mask back to the beginning of creation.
Due to having been sent through time so much, The Fierce Deity's heart retained all memories of Link's adventures and incarnations, including the lifetimes of separate Links, and the mask was used to unearth deep-seated pain and trauma in the high level magic users, in order to aid them in overcoming temptation and the abuse of power.
The Fierce Deity wandered aimlessly until creation took root once more, though all attempts to approach and heal him with the song of healing were in vain for centuries until he met and befriended a little girl from a little village deep in the mysterious mists of time.
Hylia finally retrieved his mask and, when his soul was finally free and Link remembered everything, she wept for him and pleaded that he should have whatever life he ever desired.
The Fierce Deity Link smiled and quietly said "All of them."
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Before you even know what happens, find yourself facing off against Demise again, with your sword in hand, fully aware of what happened when you lost it last time!
The battle takes no pause for your adjustment as Demise hurtles what looks like a cosmic disc Galaxy at you.
Swinging your sword and deflecting it back, while sending an additional magically charged disc of your own along with, you gather your wits.
The battle intensifies every time you strike the chaos deity and new, seemingly random, formations undulate and mutate from its flesh, reminiscent of monsters you've fought before. And while intense and dramatic, nothing changes. The battle seems eternal!
You've been fighting for what seems like forever, but 104 hours, 4 minutes, and 4.04 seconds in, your sword speaks up!!!
"Master, it has been 4 days, 4 hours, and 4.04 seconds, and I think I have identified a solution to dispatching this fight once and for all. My Name Is Treble Staff and I am your Heart and Sword. I can adjust to any situation and manifest every legendary weapon and relic you've ever had in any timeline."
Demise's surface resembled Ghoma, and Treble Staff transformed into a Fairy Slingshot. "Try using me like a slingshot."
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After untold and countless exchanges, transformations, and legendary weapon manifestations, Demise bellowed an unruly sound of wretched pain and agony.
"My true power lies in the magic of sound, master." Your sword spoke, as Hylia appeared before you. She held out the Ocarina of Time, and everything around her, and you, seemed to slow to a stop. "I will teach you the Lullaby of Time so we can finally finish this." She said.
As you took the Legendary Mystical Relic, the Ocarina of Time, Treble Staff transformed into a theramin. Hylia began teaching you the melody: and your theramin captured the most ethereal sound you've ever heard.
When the song was transferred successfully to you, the temporal instance slowly faded and time sped back up. Hylia faded along with the instance as if she were imaginary, but the theramin was still waiting for you to play it.
Following the most haunting, melancholy, and ethereal song you've ever heard or played, Demise suddenly slows to a crawl and begins yawning, wide and violently, shaking, tears falling, body crashing into the ground.
Hylia appears again, and politely requests the Ocarina.
She plays the Song of Healing, but it is a symphony rather than a tune. The Symphony of Healing... ... ... Demise's Soul glows bright yet black and transforms into a small object. Hylia hands you the Ocarina and then approaches Demise's Remains. She picks it up and returns to you. Presenting it
A copy of *The *Legnds** of Zelda...