ll there was to do was sink down into his arms, cry out the words and hope
for forgiveness.
"Link, I can explain!" She stared away from him, expecting maybe to be left
alone in the area; to be abandoned just like she had been all those years
ago, though she wasn't. Turned so she was lying on stomach, he reached for
those rags and removed the pants down a little, sending a swat towards her
behind. She cried out in pain and surprise, this had never happened to her
in as long as she could remember why was he spanking her? Her tears formed
in her eyes when she realized why, they weren't of pain or anything like
that, but they were of pure happiness. Yes, to be cared about was a thing
she had only dreamed of, so when he took her off his lap and saw her sobbing,
he began to hold her.
She crying so badly that he couldn't help but give in and wrap arms around
her waist, comforting the young girl, now back in his lap. With her so sad
there was no trouble in convincing him to be nice, he didn't like swatting
her, but he didn't think hit her that hard! There she sat with Navi hovering
over her young body, keeping her warm incase a cold came in, but at the same
time just comforting. Really all it turned out to be was a ploy to reveal
that she wanted to be close to the girl, it was nice to care about
someone--especially in this state. Finally the tears stopped, she hugging
the both of them tightly with her embrace, but keeping herself quiet--sniffing
up the tears.
Frightened and a sad little girl, while the female had slept Navi had given
in account what she thought happened to the young girl during this time.
From the look of things this old place had been destroyed around the time
that Ganondorf had started his reign--reason she was so sad about it. That
meant that maybe everyone had been killed but she had been spared, she couldn't
have been much older than four or five. So, maybe she was hidden in some
sort of secret room and left there to reside on, even though there was no
one to raise her. All the questions had to be answered, he was so curious
as what was going to happen to her, but now that didn't seem too important,
comforting her was the most valuable lesson now.
With eyes faced upon the boy, those green eyes seemed to have changed a brownish
colour, giving off the intention maybe she had hazel eyes, a unique feature.
Such a rare colour in Hyrule, Link had never seen them before and just stared
at the young girl's eyes with fascination placed in his face. There they
stared at each other, her sobs having disappeared after a few minutes, that
was good because pretty soon he'd have been in tears too. Well, this went
on for a few more minutes before her beautiful voice rang out, the one he
had desired the few hours before. Exquisite she even looked with those rags
placed on her body, nothing dispelling her beautiful, clothes did not change
the way she adorned.
"Link.I'm--" She trailed off, glancing up at him with a nervous smile on,
the boy just running his gloved hands across her cheeks, shushing
her.
"It's okay, Kaci. Link and I have a little theory on what happened, care
to tell us?" The way the fairie smiled was so different, even as her boy
was stroking the young girl; never did malice enter the girl's
heart.
Huffing in a breath of fresh air, the girl looked over to the fairie and
older boy with wishful eyes, but they just shook their heads and motioned
for her to carry one. "It's true I was born there, and I was five years old
when Ganondorf attacked, it was so violent, somehow he found out about us
and attacked this little shack. You see this had always been a secret hiding
place for us, we hid here because we were the most secretive place in all
of Hyrule. What we said is true, we do truly explore the Triforce and protect
it from harm, we even had guards set up in hiding that would kill the first
person who touched it, though Ganondorf was different. Ganondorf and his
Gerudo women burst through our forces in a matter of days, seizing the Triforce
and gaining the powers of the piece. I--I don't know how I was spared, but
I think that maybe my father stuck me inside of some weird container and
left me alone--the people either decided to spare a child's life or they
simply didn't see me."
"Knowing Ganondorf, they didn't see you. We met a Gerudo when I was a
child--remember I told you? The one that pushed me off the cliff, though
you are a girl, they seem to like them more than boys." Navi let out a little
giggle and showed her agreement with the boy, maybe they thought she would
grow stronger through this and live on.
"But Ganondorf wouldn't." Navi blurted out, her words rang true, the Gerudo
King probably didn't have a problem exterminating women--there were women
in the Hyrule Marketplace. "He would have killed you."
"And from there I survived, I was raised by some Hylian Shamans they raised
me until I was ten years old, which they went to battle Ganondorf and never
returned. I am sure they are now dead to the world, but when I was with them
they explained about the Triforce even more depth and that a hero was going
to be coming soon. Also they taught me how to be an Itoki, and by that I
could control the spirits to my good, though I didn't do this scenery until
after they left. We lived at the top of the Graveyard, a weird place that
they could reach by climbing up hundreds of feet, or so it seemed. By the
time they had left, they were sick of waiting and just wanted to get this
over, I guess they lost their fate in the Hero of Time." She say Link wince
at this, feeling the pain that he had, of course he would feel like this,
but she didn't blame him in the least.
"Well, I created the scenery a few years ago because it gave me comfort,
but since I am not the greatest in the world, I can't hold the image in my
sleep. Only masters of this technique can hold it in their sleep, which was
why I was hoping that you'd wake up before me--so I could make it beautiful
again. You have every right to be angry with me, but you aren't, and it's
so weird how I can be happy when I know the way I look is horrible. I know
it seems so weird about the food we ate and all the games we played, I think
that even though everything was an image that we did have fun." Trailing
off into some small little droplets falling from her eyes, Link took her
back into his arms and began to embrace her.
"Hey.did I swat you too hard down there earlier?" He smiled and kept her
on his lap, not putting any pressure where he had spanked her, it would only
cause her to cry more and more.
"N-no, not at all. I mean I am all right, I wasn't crying because of the
pain, I was crying because someone finally showing that they care about me--
that is if you do."
"Of course I care for you, I wish I could take you with me right now on our
journey, but it is much too dangerous for you, I have to find a place you
can stay now. Navi?"
"How about Anjou's until we come back from the Fire Temple, then maybe she
can stay on the farm with Malon? She has to be lonely out there--I dunno
if Talon is back yet, but it still has to be lonely out there being the only
girl on a farm--doubt she trusts boys anymore." The smile was of sadness,
Link staring at his fairie for a second or two, nodding his head and turning
their attention back to Kaci.
There was no time to celebrate with her, no time to ask the questions about
where she would like to stay, there was nothing left to do, for soon something
grabbed a hold of her, sending screeches of her down his spine. Spinning
around, he caught the familiar site of someone being captured, this time
it was the beautiful Kaci who was captive by something. This monster was
clothed in a black cape, hiding its identify, but something about it was
glowing as if it had a weird fuse on it. It was a unique monster, the thing
jagged so spikes were sticking out of it, and while that happened, it reached
down and threw something at them. Gathering up the young fairie, he leapt
away from the spot where he was, a bomb blowing up as it hit the area he
used to be, not even stopping for a fuse to light.
With no time to capture her back, or fire an arrow at the creature, it let
out a small squealing sound and spun around, throwing the cape in the middle
of the air. As it floated in the air it seemed to erupt into a burst of flames,
smoldering to ashes before floating right before him, somehow the ashes moving
together. Yes, they moved together to form some sort of word, or a list of
words that spelt out a message to him and his little fairie companion. Even
before they read it, the monster was gone with the girl, not getting a good
look at its face, but considering it looked like a dancer made entirely out
of fire. Looking back in pain, a new friend was captured, he glanced down
at the ashes, catching those words that made his own blood boil as when it
was before.
He was sick of this, he was sick of people getting involved for his fault,
it was so sad that he just had to deal with this shit once and for all. Sick
of everything, the dread coming through, Link just pushed the ashes aside,
not even wanting to comprehend them in his mind. Navi was right at his side,
trying to comfort him from the lost of a new friend--she was also in a bad
mood, but didn't want to let it show. Not as bad as last time, the boy just
curled up the fairie and smiled towards her, it wasn't so bad to have her
around at all. Glancing down at what the words were, he thought that maybe
they needed to head up to Death Mountain this time, not even stopping for
Anju.
"Navi." His voice quavered a little, holding back the tears that should have
fallen, it was so stupid for this, why did they have to take captives, but
he knew the answer--they were his weakness.
"I know, Link, Anjou can wait."
"Shouldn't we tell her we are going to be bringing a little girl back to
her when we return." He flashed a grin at her, making her look down for a
few seconds before bursting up near his face and mimicking the smirk. Yes,
they were going to get her back, no matter what anybody said, there was no
way they were going to lose her like they had Mido or the Kokiiri Children.
Saria had been saved from the clutches of the Phantom Ganondorf, and now
they were going to perform the same act with this little girl. How he hated
being like this, having to save people when their only crime was getting
to know the Hero of Time, exploiting his weakness. Smashing the boots deep
inside of the ground, right where the ashes had blown away, he spun around
and made his way towards Anjou's new
house.
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The remainder of the day they spent venturing around town and looking for
the girl named Anjou, she wasn't at her new house (the one Link stayed at.)
Though as they did run around town asking for the girl, some of the women
of the town would turn a light crimson and point him in any direction they
thought would lead them to her. Navi was getting annoyed at this, Link didn't
know why they were acting strange, and both of them were getting tired of
running around. Anjou was becoming a problem, they needed to head for the
City of Gorons to get a hold of the tunic that the young girl had had, and
even if it was real. That's what was on his mind, if they were even real--she
had said that they still existed on the city of the Gorons, but she had never
been there in her lifetime.
"Why are they acting so stupid, Link?" Navi asked as they sat upon a small
construction site, it looked like the one that people had been working on
seven years ago. He was sitting down on the side with his legs dangling over
the side of the platform that led to a seven feet drop to the ground before.
Above him were boards that were starting to rot, as if the construction site
had been left there since the war had broken out, so long ago. With her sitting
on his hand, he was nibbling on his lunch of some dried fruit and a few extra
things that the people had filled his pack with. Yes, they had refilled his
canteens and supplies up to the top, he was glad that these things weren't
illusions at all, they filled him up.
"I really don't know, they did this last time Anjou walked me to where the
carts were coming off." He looked down at his food of the dried meats, a
piece of fruit and some of the water from his canteen, gulping it down in
a few minutes. As he grew so had his appetite so it was essential to fill
him up so that his strength would be ready when they faced any new opponents.
Leaving early had disappeared when they figured out they may need a few things
form Anjou, just some very essential needs. Navi had said this; Link didn't
know what these items were though if his fairie said that he needed them
then he would need them. Maybe something to protect him if the damned volcano
were to erupt on him and kill him, the tunic may have protected him against
fire (lava was a different story.)
"Must think she is going after a younger boy." Those thoughts were raising
up towards the heavens, going for her brain to infect her with those jealously
marks she didn't want. Navi had promised herself that she would be grown
up about this, she would take this and throw it back at that dark side of
herself. Maybe everyone had a dark self, she wondered if Link had these problems
with trying to be jealous of other people. Though he didn't show it, she
knew that no one had ever shown the bit of romantic interest in her except
Link, wishing that maybe they would to make him jealous. Of course it was
bad to think that, she never wanted to hurt her hero of anything, but being
wanted always would make you feel nice inside.
"I guess, but Anjou is a little old for me." He chuckled and cleared his
food, watching as the fairie just shrugged a shoulder and finished off her
last splash of water she was given.
"But what about me?" She giggled nervously and perched upon his hat, leaning
over the edge so she could get a good look at his face, her own
flushed.
"Well, that will take some time." Just a ploy to calm her down, she frowned
and stuck her tongue out at him, as he shrugged a playful shoulder and jumped
down the seven feet. Landing on the two walking appendages, he began to search
around the town as his thoughts wondered to what she had said. It was weird,
but Link was feeling more and more that attracted to the young fairie as
the time went on--it was something he couldn't explain. Being with her was
like wondering in a dream, one that he hoped he would never have to wake
up from (the fear of losing her.) That was always apparent, not really wanting
her to throw her neck out for the boy, though loving that she had totally
agreed with this quest for his own sake.
When they were young he had said that they would talk about it when the quest
was over, that quest was over, but soon a new one had begun. Both were connected
by the infamous Ganondorf, so does that mean that they were to talk about
it or wait until the two quests that entwined were over. The thoughts raced
through his mind at long last he came to rest at the lady named Anjou's house,
seeing no one was there, so just leaning down. As he sat there in the shade
from the roof, his legs sticking out in the sun, he noticed his little fairie
had sunk her down into dreamland. Pulling her off from her spot, his eyes
met the lids of hers, just glancing deeply at her and trying to figure it
out, it was so strange to feel this way about anything, much less a
fairie.
Why do I even put up with
you? You are just as ignorant as I am; we both have some sort of blood lust,
and refuse to show our tears infront of each other. Why do we even put up
with each other, I always heard that opposites attracted each other, but
we are two of the same kind. Of the same liter, the only problem before was
that I was a Kokiiri and was to remain a child forever, but now I am a Hylian.
Unless the Deku magic decides to make me a child (which I don't think I want
to go back to being) we are even more apart than before. I just don't know
anymore, should I leave you here and continue on my journey alone, or would
you follow me to the vast of
earth?
You've put up with my selfish
nature for so long, that would you follow me into the bowels of a volcano
just to rescue a girl that I like. But you like her too, don't you? I mean,
you wouldn't want a child to die, I haven't even seen you mad at the affection
I show to her and that she shows to me. It's strange, isn't it, how I can
just sit here and think about leaving you when I know the simple fact is
that I could never leave you. It is either a curse or a gift, which one I
haven't the slightest idea in, but the beautiful factor has to be we are
stuck with each other. Maybe I want you to be my fairie the rest of my life,
or maybe I want you to leave me tomorrow, I can't really decide which one
would be better. For now we shall put up with each other until the day I
die or that you die (whichever one comes first), though I can tell you this:
you aren't a burden at all, you are a ray of sunshine in my gloomy
existence.
Link pulled from his pocket
the renewed Fairie Ocarina and began to practice the old tunes of the world,
the ones that he had learned as a child. Even playing that new song that
he had learned, the place seeming to get darker than before, a storm starting
to brew in the distance. The Song of Storms he had dubbed the newly acclaimed
song, it was true to its words for within the fifteen minutes he had been
thinking, and a storm did brew in. The wind and rain causing him to brush
up against the house and hoping maybe the storm would cause the young woman
to come home. He so wished they could get inside the house and wait until
tomorrow to leave, he needed himself a good night's sleep before he faced
his foes on the dreaded
mountain.
Whatever happened next was
up to the Goddesses, whatever their plan was had to be decided by them and
the power he pulled from inside. Of course Link hated them, he never honored
them and took their names in vain whenever he had the chance, hell both of
them did that. Though there was one reason he could love the Goddesses, there
was one reason that he would always think of them with such regard. Navi
was that reason, destiny and the holy ones from above had brought that to
him and with that they were united in the bond of defeating evil. At any
time he would let her leave, if she got scared and wanted to rest for
sometime--of course he would let her go back to the forest. Going back might
sadden him and cause him to venture into the land and die, but he wouldn't
put that guilt on her, he would
never.
The hero was sitting at the
building since noon that afternoon and at four o'clock that afternoon was
when he called the storm, the girl coming exactly fifteen minutes later.
Anjou must have been doing something that required the sun like gardening
or something, because she was soon soaked with the rain. No umbrella to protect
her--not that Link had one--he awoke his fairie with a soft kiss as he saw
her running towards her house in the distance. When her eyes met his, they
seemed to fill up with joy as she took off in a run for him, trying to reach
him faster than the house. To Link's surprise, when the little fairie came
out and floated around, staring around the area, that was when Anjou stopped
dead in her tracks, looking
dumbfounded.
Older woman did eventually
reach him, walking slower than when she was trotting to the house; as if
not caring she would get wet. Link had pulled his ocarina back into its case
and headed down after her, grabbing her hand and dragging her back towards
the house as she reached to unlock the door. Him and his fairie just glanced
at her with confusion as she slipped the door open and stepped inside the
darkened house, the two of them following her. When at last the candles were
lit within the house with matches, she collapsed down in the larger house
and stared at them with a smile planted on her face. Link slipped off all
his armour and stared in the downward direction at her, his face still smoothed
out in the collection of
curiosity.
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How could she have thought
that he was coming alone to see her, of course he had said that his fairie
was recovering from some wounds last time. Even though that was a week or
so ago, she still expected her to be back in healing, not really knowing
how long it took a fairie to recover. She just expected after the last time
that he might develop something for the older woman, even though she knew
he was asleep when it happened. Just so crushed when she put eyes on the
young fairie, feeling a twinge of jealously in her body, also happy to see
an old friend after seven years. Now they were inside, she tried to cheer
herself and smiled at the two of them letting out a small sigh of happiness,
true feelings were hid inside of
her.
Tucked inside of the warm
house was something that she hoped they were used too, for she was going
to show them the best hospitality she had. Yea, she would give them a show
they would love, it wasn't like they did anything bad to deserve this somber
mood she was in. Staring at the two of them, settled on a new couch she had
purchased, the jealously that was within her heart melted away in an instant.
As they stared at each other, Anjou knew that she had no chance for the boy
(she was under-qualified for him, that was apparent.) No point in trying
that, the pain she had was hidden within her heart while a smile beamed upon
her face and in the two's
direction.
"So what brings you two back
to Kakariko." Sitting down in a new chair that she had gone, it was only
a small table that separated them, watching as the young boy looked to his
fairie then
spoke.
"We are on our way to the
Fire Temple, which we imagine is inside of Death Mountain somewhere. Only
problem is we need to go to the City of Gorons and see if they have an Adult
Fire Tunic so I don't smother to death." Her shrugged a limber shoulder and
glanced her way, seeing something hidden within her face, though he didn't
want to pry, so away he stopped and watched as his fairie
continued.
Navi didn't speak, Link had
thought she was going too, but the young girl just stared over at the older
woman and studied her expression without flaw. Something was wrong with her,
a very deep something--the way she stared and smiled at Link was that way
a person smiled when they were hiding something. Her boy couldn't sense it,
but she could sense it, though she didn't want to know the truth at all,
all she wanted to do was going to bed. Ignoring her boy's thoughts, the young
girl fluttered up into the hat, bent down and kissed his cheek before sliding
down back into the bed. As she was slid into the pelt of the hat, Navi knew
what was wrong and she just hated how this Anjou was hiding, wanting them
to leave right now, though to tired to protest
it.
Even the voices were coming
in, screaming at her for not to fall asleep for something terrible would
happen to the boy if she did. Not terrible to him, but horrible for her it
would ruin her life and literally kill her--though she didn't even heard
their trembling voices. Those stupid things weren't going to win this time,
for if they didn't trust their boy, but the fact of the matter was that she
trusted him. Taking a glance at the felt of turquoise she was wrapped in,
surrounded in the darkness, she could hear the silence and took it as bliss.
Whatever was going down there was her business--of course it was her own
business--but that didn't meant she didn't want any interaction with
it.
"Hm, she fell asleep?" His
eyes roamed over towards the hat, not really able to see it actually, though
he knew she was stuck inside of there, in her
sleep.
"Yea, guess she was tired,
so what do you want to do?" Anjou clasped her hands in her lap and stared
forward, it was not really late, she just couldn't understand why the girl
was going to
sleep.
"Me? Well, I haven't eaten
dinner or anything, so do you have anything to eat?" Link was sort of greedy
that way, it was true he could be sort of a pig in some situations, but the
truth of the matter he was tired too. It was so stupid what had happened
earlier, he just wanted a good night's sleep and to take out in the morning
reborn like a Phoenix. As he sat there with his stomach growling for food,
not even caring if he got it or not--right now all he wanted was some good
old sleep. Seeing that she was getting up to get some leftovers she had,
or some stuff that was put up, though he saw that she was glad to serve him.
Maybe she was lonely during the seven years and thought he was her one true
friend, and he seemed to like that, after all Anjou was a very sweet
person.
Anjou didn't even speak;
she simply nodded her head and jumped up, heading towards the new kitchen
to prepare a meal for him. A natural house- wife, if she would get married
she could of made any man happy with her ability to cook and clean whenever
the time seem right. Yup she would have made a wonderful cook and maid if
she would take up the jobs, though she didn't like cooking and cleaning for
money--she thought it deserved no rewards. Whipping up some quick food, she
prepared some fresh steak and even added in some fruit with the food (since
Cuccos were gone, no more egg.) How she adored eggs, it would have been an
honour to prepare them for him, but as she brought the food back to him,
there were
none.
Pulling out the plate and
some silverware, she brought them for the boy, he looked at the food he had
never tasted and began to munch down on it slowly. Enjoying the food that
happened to have a few spices, he suckled down the Lon Lon Milk that was
shipped here recently, loving the fresh taste it gave. With that down, he
finished the meat quickly and ate his fruit just as fast, finishing off the
milk with a sigh of relief pushed out. Staring down at the plate, he left
a little bit for the young fairie, wrapping it up inside of a napkin and
placing it into one of his pockets. With that out of the way, the boy watched
as she took the plates into the kitchen and yelled for him to do whatever
he wanted while she cleaned up the kitchen and some other
rooms.
Shifting all his clothes
off, even the suit and leaving only a pair of undergarments on for the keeping,
he placed them right on the kitchen cabinet and yelled he was going to bathe.
There he even slipped the undergarments off and had everything off but his
little hat, taking it with him to the bathe area, noticing the change in
size. The bathtub was much bigger than before, the other one he had bathed
in wouldn't have even supported him with his new girth he had gained. With
the hat put aside, he reached in for Navi and soaked inside the hot water
that he drew, loving the feel of a bath, how it felt. He had had baths long
after Lon Lon, but none as good as this one and the farm one had been (the
others had been in lakes, streams and the Kokiiri
bath-house.
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With the bath put aside and
everything else cleaned in the house, he was given his clothes a few hours
later with everything clean and ready for the trip. Although he had been
cleaned the night before, this time was for walking around in the rain and
the sweat he put up for searching for Anjou. Nothing happened after that,
the young boy going to sleep on the long couch that they had rested on a
few hours later, Anjou in her bed. Although she was saddened by the events
that they didn't get to be together, she knew it was for the best and that
in the end everything would work out. With that in mind, they both slept
soundly, the young fairie slept just as peacefully, waking up during the
middle of the night and munching down the food in his pocket before resting
down
again.
The next morning he was awakened
at seven o'clock (like he requested) and that was when she presented him
with something that he'd need. Navi had suggested it earlier on, maybe when
Link wasn't listening, or maybe she even awoke during the night and asked
the young girl. Anyway, Anjou presented him with a long black cape, a small
holder that clicked to his collar, this no ordinary cape, though. Made of
the hide of a Dodongo, Navi had seen it in her room so long ago, the cape
having belonged to the girl's great-grandfather when he was a warrior. This
thing wasn't made of the hide, it was softer and refined as if it was made
with some other material with the ancient
dinosaur.
With thanks in mind, the
boy slipped the dark cape upon his body, which reached down upon his ankles
so he wouldn't have to slip upon it. The cape was beautiful, on the inside
it was red so that he could reverse it around and hide in places that were
red, not that that would ever happen. Anjou explained the cape prevented
fire attacks, magma attacks and would protect you from certain enemies that
were fired-based. The Kesse came to both of their minds, but she told the
most important part of the cape--it protected you better than any tunic because
it blocked those fiery rocks. Rocks that had fallen on him back in the old
days, the ones that scared him to death (they were blocked) something those
stupid tunics couldn't do, not that he still didn't need
it.
Navi explained this didn't
mean that they didn't need the tunic, they still needed it, but if it weren't
there, this would protect him from getting killed. Yes, that was all true
what they said, plus they also mentioned that with the tunic and cape he
would be more invulnerable to fire than even the ancient dinosaurs. This
excited him; not able to contain his excitement, so he gave the older girl
a long hug as they wandered up towards the gates. Lonely gates were just
as barren as the day he had walked up them for the first time, still dreading
the path to the trial, knowing he would have to go on this on foot. They
had been walking up here and headed for the trail to Death Mountain, now
reaching it when the end of her explanation had
disappeared.
"Link, I have a surprise.
We found it on the trail and noticed something about it was yours." Opening
her hands, she let out a giggle when a snort sounded in the air, the boy
and his fairie spinning around into the eyes of Epona. He let out a small
laugh and hugged his horse tightly, she nipping at his face and throwing
him back on his back, letting out a long neigh of pleasure. When they had
first approached Kakariko, the mare didn't want to come, she had shook her
head and taken off back in the direction of Lon Lon. He had guessed that
at the time it was the ash coming out of Death Mountain and the fact that
she knew they were heading to the mountain. Now here she was here with him,
giving her courage up and risking her own neck on the line to just to help
him--a true matter of
courage.
Surprise was even gleamed
on Navi's face as she nuzzled within the mare's hair, the horse already
accustomed by the fairie, even though she had no veil on now. At first Epona
hated the veil, even when it wasn't on (she knew who had the veil) and wouldn't
let her ride that much on the mane of her. Now she was all right with it,
happy to see the two of them after two whole days and showing it by screaming
out another neigh of pleasure. Just a happy picture this was with the horse,
the warrior and even the beautiful fairie who would save the world from the
land. Courage was flowing from all three of them, she knew the horse would
be scared to come on an even more active volcano, though she had braved the
odds and pressed her dreams to help
Link.
The duo waved their goodbye
to the lady named Anjou as she just nodded her head and waved back, tears
of sadness rolling down her cheeks. Link sighed and gave one last sigh before
resting his head on the mane of his creature and beginning to descend up
the mountain. Nothing was in the way when they entered this rocky path, no
enemies or those giant boulders that they had run across the last time they
were here. From the speed that Epona traveled on the mountain, they would
be to the city in less than a day, maybe a full day if she walked slowly
when they slept. That was okay with them, they were in no hurry to go to
the mountain, they just wanted to be on the way and take as much time as
possible, to reach the place whenever. Going up the mountain did take only
a day at the most, it about nine o'clock in the morning when they reached
the flag and the pillars of the Gorons just around the corner. They were
a little late because during the night Epona just stopped and rested for
an hour or two, not that that was a bad thing. He didn't want to seem a both
(knowing the Gorons were kidnapped), so he left some food and water to last
Epona for at least a week. Nodding to the horse, he tied her over at the
pole and pointed for her to say, saying that he would be back as soon as
possible. Receiving a nip on the ear, shivering in quick response, the boy
patted her mane with the sleeping Navi and continued onward the
path.
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"It's worse than I thought." Link spoke as Navi stared at the place in fear,
the large stone that rested outside of the city was smashed into pieces,
and something of immense strength pounded it into the ground. They weren't
even inside this place and Link could smell the death in the air, no bodies
around, but the use of the special crops was apparent. Taking a few glances
around the room, he walked through the path that led to the city's entrance,
grimacing at the splashes of blood that were on the walls right before he
entered. The Gorons had probably rebelled against Ganondorf and with Daruina
as the leader Link knew they would have done it eventually. The Kokiiri would
have given in and with the Hylian King dead so would of those people, hell
even the King Zora would have done it, but not Daruina.
"Link, let's go." He had just started staring at the walls in silence, gripping
at his wrists, noticing for the first time that his bracelet was gone, the
Zora one still remained though.
"Yea, you're right. Goddess, I can't believe this happened, they should of
known that Ganondorf was more powerful than them, how stupid can they be!"
Slamming his fist into the side of the wall, a bit of it chipped off and
slid down to the ground, a small little map appearing before him. No, it
wasn't map; it was something painted on the wall in some red paint, on further
inspection revealing that it was actually blood. Link didn't want to read
it--he truly didn't, but he knew if he didn't than he would regret it for
the rest of his life, so he took a deep breath and deciphered. Gulping, he
looked at the runics, seeing they were in the Hylian normal language and
began to read them to him with shivers. As soon as he was done, he turned
away from there and threw up some bile, puking his guts out on the other
side of the room, to not shame Navi with his tears.
Somehow the two of them could read the Hylian language; maybe they were taught
it when they were asleep, that was a possibility. Of course there were other
possibilities to consider, they did find themselves a bit smarter than when
they were in the younger bodies. Glancing up towards the words, she could
see why he was crying, there a bunch of curses and cries of pain of what
he was going to do to the Gorons and the new little bundle he had gathered.
Navi considered that was Kaci, so she just sniffed a little, reading that
the monster named Ganondorf was going to feed the Goron race to a creature
called Volvagia as a warning to others races. A creature in a language that
she had never heard of, the world was as unfamiliar as anything in this new
world, but knowing it couldn't be a good monster.
The letter was even signed with the sign that they saw on the Milk Carts
and said in the words 'Ganondorf', though they were in the Gerudo language.
How Navi even knew that was beyond her, she guessed that they could read
every language now since they were supposed to be the heroes. Pulling the
block back up in place so that no one could read this horrible mess, she
gathered herself up and floated over towards the boy. Being yanked into an
embrace, he dried himself off with the veil she turned on, kissed the tears
off of the barrier and turned towards the entrance. With only a sword and
shield at his body, love within his heart, he was destined to find that tunic
and get the hell out of this new temple, so he ran into the abyss.
Out of the fire and into the lava pit, that was a terrific way to describe
this place, the smell of death even harsher inside of this place. Down each
pillar were bloodstained everywhere, lumps of Gorons in piles (covered with
sheets to honour them) he knew the Gerudo weren't like this. So maybe there
was someone still alive, and that rung true in his heads as he stared forward
where the Spiritual Stone pillar used to be, cut down and at the bottom of
the pillars. Well, in this knew form, he didn't bother walking down the paths,
he just scaled down the arena since holes were now in the walls. As if Ganondorf
himself had used magic here to blow this place up, the place was easier to
get too and when he reached the bottom of the pillar, it had only been thirty
minutes.
"Link what's that!" Navi was right at his side and pointed over to the left,
where there was a lump of a Goron, not covered up and shaking like it was
alive.
"Wow, a Goron! It must be the one that covered the rest up!" Racing out towards
it, the boy tapped the Goron on the shoulder, the thing taking off in a spin
and running around the whole first floor, slamming into the wall. As it hit
the wall, it covered the entrance that led up so all it could do was spin
around the room, coming towards the boy every now and then. Well, it seemed
it was mad at him for some reason, maybe thinking he was one of Ganondorf's
men back to finish the job. This stupid rock-eater had an attitude problem
and Link was about to solve that, so when it came close, Link slammed the
sword right down into it. That was a mistake, he should have known about
the hide of the Goron, for all it did was make the sword shiver with
vibrations.
With her boy still shaking, the fairie took it into her own hands to get
rid of the menace, reaching for one of the bombs and propelling it towards
the lump. As it was coming, the bomb should have ricocheted and gone off
to explode in their faces, but it didn't since she wasn't aiming at him.
Aiming at him was what Link would have done the first time if he hadn't used
his sword, but since he was incapacitated at the moment, it was her job.
She was actually aiming the direction he was going (right away from them)
and when it ran over the bomb was when the scream came out. A piercing scream
of confusion and pain, the monster rolled over into the wall, slumping up
and turning towards the couple that had hit him, Navi giving the boy a high-five,
who had come back to his senses.
"How dare you! How dare you punish the great son of Daruina! Feel my name
and tremble.I am Link!" The little Goron piped out, having the same look
of the rock-eater that had helped him get to Daruina's place when he was
younger. Yup, except this one didn't have any facial hair and was a wee bit
smaller than the other one (the one probably some sort of adult.) This was
a kid, as it seemed with the squeaky voice and the way he rubbed his skin
from the bomb that he was just fine, but overall with the tough skin he wasn't
hurt. Link just stared at him with his hands at his side, whispering to himself
that he had heard what he thought he had heard--were his ears deceiving him.
Daruina's son was the only one alive, although he didn't have a son when
Link was around, the kid had to be only seven years old.
"Link? What in Goddesses' name are you talking about? My friend's name here
is Link." Navi stared at the young Goron, trying to get it through her mind
until it clicked: Daruina had named his son after the Dodongo
Buster.
"What? Your name is Link too? Then you must be the legendary Link who killed
the evil Dodongo's long ago?" Link just smiled an impish grin and shrugged
a shoulder as if he was so innocent, the Goron letting out a cry of job and
getting on his knees infront of the boy. Eh, maybe he was a sucker for the
public now that he was grown, but he sure did love when people talked about
his past adventures. Grinning down at the boy, he nodded his head to him,
which made another screech of joy enter his lips, this one of pure affection.
Reaching down inside of his pack, he asked him if he would give him his
autograph, making it out to his friend 'Link of the Gorons.' Signing the
paper, giving his first autograph as the Hero of Time, he looked down at
the boy who wasn't smiling anymore, he was sulking.
With his lips turning grim, he turned away and burst into a handful of sobs,
backing away from the two and putting his direction away from them. Taking
a deep breath of sadness, the boy wiped the tears from his beady little blackened
eyes and glanced at the man with hopeful eyes. Link didn't know what he wanted
him to do, but he guessed it had to do with the race that had been captured
by the dreaded Ganondorf. Well, he answered his prayers by nodded his head
at the young boy, who broke down in sobs once more, sensing Link's curiosity.
This caused Link to stare down at the boy in confusion, why was he sad if
he had met the guy that he was named after--just now realizing the
situation.
"Link, he's crying. Maybe you should ask him what's wrong?" Navi saw Link
shake his head in a little confusion; he was being stubborn now and really
didn't want to comfort the boy. So while he just slumped down to the ground
to think of another way to do something, Navi fluttered over to the boy's
face and asked what was wrong. Nothing he spoke this time, not even hearing
the little sprite until she got close to the hole in his head and screamed
out his name. The boy didn't speak at first, he was too busy trying to catch
his tears and finally when he did, he slumped down right next to Link. Speaking
to both of them, mostly his hero though, he began to tell the tale of exactly
what had happened to the Gorons and Ganondorf.
"Well, father was out on business about less than a week ago when something
terrible happened. Ganondorf and his women came here and demanded that we
hand over something called a medallion, it was weird but since you had the
Fire Medallion, we had no idea what he meant, so we said we didn't have it.
That was when he captured the entire race, killing those who rebelled and
in the process I hid within the shadows so he couldn't find me. Actually,
I hid in my dad's room, the one that couldn't be opened without the tune
of the royal family, so no one even knew I was there. I know I was cowardly,
I do know that, but I'm no fighter, I couldn't kill the great Ganondorf even
if I tried."
"You did the right thing, kid. I am the only one that can kill Ganon, and
even sometimes I'm not sure. So where is old Daruina now? I wanna talk to
him about something." Link didn't approve of calling the boy after himself;
'kid' was something that he would refer to the later version of the
name.
"Yea, yea. I know. Well, dad got back about three days ago and was in out-
raging form. He helped me cover and preserve the bodies so that when he gets
back we can go and bury them. Well, he went to the old Fire Temple, because
that is where Volvagia has been revived. I know you don't know whom that
is, so I'll tell you the legend of it." From the look in Link's eyes, the
boy knew that he wanted to know more about this monster, one of evil
abominations, that deserved no mercy. "Volvagia is a legendary dragon that
was here centuries ago, he was killed by the fated hero by a magical hammer,
well father has gone to the temple to kill the creature, and he doesn't have
the hammer, so I am worried."
"Let me guess, you want me to go and vanquish the enemy? Well, I shall go
do that, but I need some protection." The boy nodded in compensation and
rushed off towards the small room where his father resided, not returning
in about five minutes. Navi suggested that maybe he was being held up, so
the courage-holder just nodded and got ready to head down there where the
kid was. After that he was getting sick of waiting so he took off after the
boy, ignoring the bodies in the corners and running through the familiar
darkness until he ran upon the room. There the Goron named Link was rummaging
through some drawers, looking for something, as Link leaned back and watched
him work. It wasn't like he was going to go work for the boy, he was supposed
to kill some magical dragon with an evil hammer (or however he said
it.)
Ten more minutes of going through the room and the now mussed up place was
emptied out before the Goron pulled out something that was shining red, blowing
the dust off. Knocking all the dust from it, he turned towards Link and unfolded
the piece of cloth for him, checking for any moths that might have gotten
it. No, the thing was beautiful in all its glory, a tunic that matched his
to every aspect, except the signal that Kaci had sowed on was replaced by
the mark that was on the bomb signal. Yup, he was readapted into the race
of the Gorons, or maybe that was how he made it look, not that he wasn't
fine with that. Glancing at the tunic, it would fit his own, he knew that
the green one would have to come off and then the new one would take its
place.
"This is the legendary fire tunic of the Gorons, I don't remember how we
got it, but they were reserved for when a Hylian had to journey with dad
in Death Mountain."
"Oh, we know where." Navi blurted out, not revealing her content and leaving
the Goron in the dark as Link slipped the green tunic off and slipped the
red one on. Tying it tightly so that it fit just right, he put the old one
inside of his satchel, slapping it shut so that it wouldn't become hurt in
the mountain. There was no way he was going to let his baby be hurt by this
stupid fire, that was his own one that he would always wear with pride. As
he checked himself out in the new little mirror that Daruina had set up in
the right-hand corner, the Goron slammed his foot into the small statue.
That little figure gave away and slid down into the ground, revealing a path
of blackness--one Link had never encounter before.
Link gave a gasp and spun around in confusion, seeing that the new door way
was in his path, obviously a secret entrance of some sort. The heat was radiating
down all over his body, it was weird, but probably glad he wouldn't have
to slide down the descent of the volcano. With a nod, he was about to walk
towards the door (already feeling the warmth of the volcano wash over his
body) when the Goron gave out a cry. Well, that meant something, it wasn't
a bad cry or anything, so he just leaned up against the wall, watching as
the boy dug through the paths. A new item was just fine with him, whatever
he could use would make him worthwhile, though he had a question and passed
it out.
"What about Navi?" His fairie turned towards him and looked at him questioningly,
but the boy was just worried about his young companion more than anything
was.
"Navi? Who is Navi?" Link-Goron spoke out, digging through a small trunk
that had had the tunic in it, growling out in the Goron language when he
got something that wasn't needed.
"My fairie, kid. What about her health in the volcano, I mean she doesn't
have a tunic." Navi's eyes brightened up in surprise, she hadn't even thought
of that!
"Y-yea, I can't regularly breathe." Navi spoke out for the first time, glancing
over at the kid to see what he was doing, but from the looks of things it
was hard to tell. With a glance towards her partner, her cheeks began to
flush, bringing that veil on as the boy turned around for a second to see
them. Maybe it was when he saw the veil for the first time, which those hands
went up and snapped those small, chubby fingers moving in a particular fashion.
The snap went off, and he reached inside of another trunk, yanking out a
bit of red powder, pulling it from a small purple pouch. Pouch went out and
sprinkled the red powder upon the fairy's veil, reacting to it, she began
to sneeze and convulse a little bit.
"Hey, what did you do to her!" Jumping up from where he leaned, he tackled
the boy to the ground, overwhelming the young Goron by more power. Raising
a fist at the monster, he demanded that he tell him what the hell was happening
to his fairie, Link acted as if she was dying. He stared down at the boy
with those eyes pushed in determination, the fairy's veil remaining while
she sneezed louder, and finally the sneezes stopped. By that time, the boy
had accidentally knocked the young one out, him leaning against the door
with stars dazed in his eyes. Spinning around, he caught her aura and saw
that instead of the beautiful blue from before, it had mutated into a ruby
veil.
Navi fluttered over towards the mirror and stared at her aura, mesmerized
at how she looked, the veil disappearing and checking out her new performance.
The skin and everything was the same, her hair was still the blue that it
had been before, and the aura the only part of her that had changed red.
Now, however, her appearance was much more different than it had before for
her hair was a different style than it had been before. Staring at the hair,
it wasn't a bad change at all, her hair had gotten a lot shorter than before
and now only stopped at her neck-line. So much for being mean, she fluttered
with the veil off and spun around her friend's face, speaking that she was
also fine and well.
Words weren't spoken as he got off of the young Goron, who was obviously
going to be out for a few hours, his hands going open for her. Not even waiting
for her to come to him, he tackled over towards her, curling up the fairie
in her hands and noticed her size was different than before. Four inches
is what she had been when they stepped through the portal with the new bodies,
now she was a gleaming five and a half inches. It was so weird, she was almost
half a foot now, which didn't mind in the least in the young hero's mind,
it was more to have. Clothes had also changed, the little skirt-shirt combination
was now red along with her aura, and the skin still as pale as it was
before.
"Navi, you are bigger than before!" He squealed a little, and fell down upon
the ground, laying the girl on his shoulder as he dug through the trunks
that the boy had been through.
"What do you mean?" Fluttering over towards the mirror, eyes set a wide when
she saw how big she really was, she squealed and slammed down into his head,
causing the head to slam into the wall. Gasping out in sense of distress,
she readied herself over towards him, whom he shook his head back and forth,
noticing that a hole was in a wall. Whoa, that caused a since of distress
to go through their minds, finding out it wasn't a stone wall at all, some
sort of fake one. With closer exception of looking inside of it, there seemed
to be a note attached to a sort of satchel, but this one had handles on it,
so that it could go over his back. A backpack was what it was called, something
that Link had heard of in his time, though they were a rare delicacy, made
of beautiful leather and just as big as his were own.
"Link, I'm sorry!" Leaning over and kissing the forehead of her boy's, she
went over towards the note and picked it up, reading it silently to
herself.
"It's fine, Navi, it's fine! But what is this, I've heard of these somewhere."
Slipping the shield and scabbard for the sword, he placed the backpack on
both shoulders, seeing that it could fit him so easily.
Handing the note over to the boy, he picked it up and read it to himself,
realizing that he could even read this old Goron language on the note, speaking
out. "Wow, this is so weird, so Daruina left this for me? Guess last time
he didn't like my satchel, maybe he thought I might be coming back, it looks
new." Grinning at the girl, he examined the backpack one last time, slumping
to the ground and took out his satchel, emptying all the crap inside. With
all the stuff gone, he put the materials he used to sleep in the main part
of the bag, pushing old stuff like the dagger, cooking-ware, food and drink
in the side pockets. The beautiful pack even had a small little tie-string
that could be fastened shut so that it would never leak, and from the looks
of things it was waterproof. Of course it had to be fireproof from the way
that it was made, maybe made out of something that came from the old
Dodongo.
"Wow, this will really help us out, you can just fasten your shield under
it so it can't be hurt." He nodded with a smile and slipped the backpack
on his back again, and this time slipped the scabbard right infront of it,
connecting that to the shield. With all his stuff on, it was actually less
weighted than the stupid satchel, which he kicked in the corner now, staring
out towards the blackness. Kneeling down to the boy, he wrote a quick note
with the pen he always kept, careful to make sure his ocarina and notes were
in the new bag. It wasn't like he would leave anything like this behind,
so that was where he stored the ocarina and the notes in the middle pack
with his sleeping gear. Instead of in the side pack with the other stuff
(yea he kept those things, of course he would always keep the pack with his
weapons.)
Stuff was already set, he was ready for the temple that was to come, and
so he turned towards his fairie with a finger pointing at her veil. Admiring
the new look, he sort of felt bad he knocked out the kid, but at least he
showed that he was the better one for the name. Grinning at the bright red
barrier went on, the smell of the veil was that of cinnamon, something that
he not only dealt with enjoyed without any doubt. Breathing a small breath
of fresh air, he felt around for the symbol of the Goron and pressed a button,
something sounding up and making the tunic glow. Whatever it was, maybe it
made his breathing with the smoke better than with regular lung, that was
good for he ran through the
entrance.
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"My Goddess, I am glad we
have these improvements." For miles and miles around all there was downward
trailed molten lava in all different directions, far away from them, thank
Goddess. Navi had spoken those words as they stared around the scenery; very
surprised at the way this volcano was shaped, as if someone had built this
place. Well, of course this place had been built, the temple was maybe built
by the ancient Gorons to honor the Goddess of Fire, Din. Where they were
sat up was on a large pillar, staring down would lead you into a world of
lava and actually a place with the triangle upon it. Triangle must have meant
like the place near the Forest Temple, so they might have to be able to warp
there with that nice song by
Shiek.
Link wasn't looking at the
signal, he was surveying that all around him were bridges that led down a
path, not following them, but watching as the bridge broke off. When it broke
off, the person who somehow got across was able to lead a path down towards
the end of sanction (that led to the pillar with the triangles on it.) Not
able to see what was on the platform, aside the Triforce symbol, he glanced
at large rocks all in the lava and maybe able to hop across them. Getting
across was the first priority, before even considering what the temple was
located, though he had some sort of idea. Right across from the platform
(south of it, north of it was lava) led to a long path to some sort of brick
wall with a hole chiseled inside of it, he guessed that was the
entrance.
"Link, the Bolero of Fire!
It'll warp up without the worry of getting there with burns." She remembered
the tune by heart, going inside his pack and yanking out the ocarina, throwing
it over towards him (the Ocarina of Time.) Snatching the blue cremation
instrument, the first thing that he did was think in his mind back to the
tune and that he wasn't supposed to play it. No, that was before he found
out able to vest so now it was all right to play the tune, he could breathe
in these nasty fumes without harm. Yup, that was a good sign of being friends
with people, he could have some trusty allies and weapons that were at his
arms. The cape that he had received was under the shield and all the mess,
so that all his weapons were hidden from view, though the sword hilt pressed
out of the way so he could retrieve it
easily.
Remembering the tune quickly
with no avail to the paper somewhere in his new pack, Link blew out the lively
tune that reminded one of a Spanish beat. With that in mind, the tune danced
through his lips, his entire body beginning to feel as warm as when he had
transported with the Prelude song. Giving into the warmth, he disappeared
from the spot, Navi almost thinking she wouldn't come though she vanished
along with him. There was darkness as they traveled, not knowing where he
was or where he would end up, though he did have a pretty good idea. At long
last, his feet touched the ground after what seemed like years, sitting feet
upon the platform of gray, examining the
signal.
The Triforce symbol was that
of fire, confirming that facts that this indeed was one of the legendary
temples that Shiek had spoke of. No more denying that fact, he stared up
and caught the inside of the volcano, giving confirmation that the path had
led inside of Death Mountain. How could it be since they were still in the
middle was beyond him, question the pondering to his young fairie, whom answered.
Well, she didn't at first because she was beginning to think about it, first
snapping out of the daze of glancing around the entire room. This place was
so warm, though it felt not at all like the inside of a volcano would, it
was carved and made into a temple, that gave way that no one would ever enter
this temple, no
intruders.
"Well, I think because this
is the center of the volcano, Link, I mean we are nearest to the lava, though
because usually its incased in the rock, we never felt it whenever we were
in the city. That rock may have been a barrier that trapped the heat, even
though the Gorons can go down here, maybe if the King were to visit the city,
he wouldn't fry." She shrugged and shoulder and surveyed the area in a matter
of seconds, reporting that the only way out of here was an entrance blocked
by humongous rocks, none that bombs could
penetrate.
"I see, yea.that makes sense,
urm you ready?" It was a tradition to ask when each of them was ready, whenever
they either faced a boss or temple monster, or entered a
dungeon.
She grave a small grin and
nodded her head, the veil disappearing so it was like a tunic of her own,
giving her the ability to breathe on her own. Link would just smile as always
and think that this was the end, they wouldn't survive, and of course he
thought it now--sort of realizing it wouldn't be. Nodding, he wandered forward
to the entrance and walked inside of the carved area, seeing that there was
a small hole carved into the ground. It was made very nicely, as if erosion
wasn't in order, though both of them knew that Gorons had made it, he was
glad this temple had Daruina in it. Inspecting the hole offered to reveal
a ladder was there, so he pulled himself on the metal ladder (thanking Farore
for gloves, otherwise his hands would be burning), and began to make his
descent.
The ladder led down several
hundreds of feet, climbing down for at least an hour or two, he could climb
faster than he was a boy. Dropping sometimes a few feet at a time, he loved
the feel when he caught himself, the exhilaration that rushed through his
young body. When at long last the end of the ladder was here, he dropped
the last ten feet, shaking his head and staring around the place. Navi hadn't
gone ahead like she usually did, she was worried maybe the fire would burn
through those gloves and he would drop and die. Glad to have her with him,
when he jumped the last few feet, he caught himself and took a gander around
the room, surprised at how it
looked.
A long path led up to a pair
of stairs that was the end of two rooms, one of them locked from the glance,
the one on the left was open for him. Staring at the ground floor he was
on, he saw two statues in the corner (not Armos) these looked liked they
were constructed like a jigsaw puzzle. One single structure was in the middle
of the upper room; it was the face of an evil demon placed with teeth bared
at the young boy. Shivering at his predicament, he felt there was no smoke
in this room, so he nodded for Navi to switch her tunic to, that she did
with accordance. Ignoring the two puzzles in both corners, he began to run
forward up towards where the doors were, not even noticing what was
coming.
"Link, watch out!" The same
old one from before, being ambushed by those stupid little birds again, the
Kesse were even back in this time of hell. Staring up, he caught wind of
them, pulling the cape over his body and her form, not seeing as they jumped
against it, and cried out in pain. Yanking the beautiful cape off of his
head, he saw that they were not ablaze anymore and that staring around in
confusion, missing some of their wings. Grinning, he reached for his satchel,
throwing out the bow and arrow, nailing one of the arrows into the head of
the first bird. Throwing another arrow with the graceful bow, this one hit
the wingless bird that had fallen to the floor and was wriggling around
helplessly.
Both of the menaces gone,
he easily slipped the bow back to Navi, who dispatched it back to its
resting-place, the quiver not placed in there. Stretching out his arms easily,
the young boy made his way up to the entrance, staring in both directions
and see that he was right. To his right-hand side was a door just like the
ones in the Forest Temples--locks surrounding the entire doorway--and to
his left was a steel door cracked open for his exposure. Glancing up at the
ceiling, he found there did pushing on the ugly statue near his face make
no secret passages up or any. Since there were no other entrances to go at,
he took the most logical step and walked towards the door-cracked open, pushing
his weight on
it.
"Wait, Link, it's too heavy!"
Her poor boy slammed into the door, ricocheting off of it and throwing him
into the ground, with a grunt of pain entering out his mouth. While he did
that, she walked over to the door and inspected it, throwing a pure energy
beam up against it, watching the beam sink inside. With a few more zaps of
it, the young fa
rie had the door starting to melt, and Link pushing at it--not slamming into
it anymore. That was fool-hardy, the door was made of steel and left open
for them, and by the way it had been pried, they hoped Daruina was this way.
Finally the door had budged enough for him to suck in his breath and slide
through, so away he went into the room, seeing no darkness since this room
was full of molten
lava.
A full squared room, this
one had a pillar where he stood, then another one at the very end was confiscated
by a door with a bull-shaped lock. From the look of things off to the side,
there were small pillars he could climb and small holes that his hookshot
could shoot in to get him over there. Though there was no way to get to that
spot where the door was, and from the looks of the lock it was the boss-room,
which meant they were in the wrong side of the temple. Glancing in all directions
of the hurry, he stared for whatever had pried open the door, not seeing
a soul, then taking a few steps forward. When his footfalls echoed on the
pavement was when something came out, it was a pillar in the center of the
room, the thing sliding down the
middle.
Navi was prepared when the
pillar hit for a wave of lava came up at them, Navi shoving Link back into
the other room, and moving into it herself. Lava flowed all through the entrance,
clogging even some in the door that immediately sank within the temple floors
and disappeared. Must of have been a mechanism, either that or the floors
were one to protect non- Goron people when they were wandering the temple.
Taking a chance, they walked into the old room and saw that the lava had
also seeped through the floors, and now a pillar stood in the middle of the
room. On the platform was some being that was shadowed, head turned away
from them, though from the looks of things he was heavily muscled. Navi had
seen the entrance when they first entered the room--it was a room above them
with a clog blocking it, the clog probably this peg they saw
now.
Reaching for his blade, the
sheen of it causing the man to spin around, fire inside of those beady eyes
as they stared at whomever was here. Link leapt back in fear at first, his
eyes rushing around the body and filling up with extreme joy, because it
was none other than Daruina. At the way that he stared at Link, Daruina didn't
know who he was at all, and why would he when Link claimed to be a so-called
Kokiiri. Glancing all over his body, the hero saw that the rock-eater hadn't
changed over all these years, still as stubborn as usual. From the look at
his hands, he didn't have that hammer his kid talked about, just a giant
blade that was made of ruby, with a golden hilt.
"Yoo-hoo! Daruina, it's me, Link!" He watched the expression on the rough
man turn to explicit joy, his fact turning into a smirk while arms crossed
over that deep chest.
"Link? Well, m'boy, how have you been!" He burst into a barrel of guffaws,
sitting down on the middle pillar as he stood, not patting for the young
boy to join him in celebration. That could have only been a bad thing, Daruina
was one to never turn down an invitation, he loved to celebrate when something
good was happening. It dawned on Link that something good wasn't happening;
it was something that he didn't want to have part of though had it. Blowing
out a sigh of cool air (however possible that was in this environment), the
boy took a seat where he had stood just seconds ago. He was studying the
man whom had called him a brother, while the man in return studied him and
the new appearance he had acclaimed to acquire.
"Yea.it's weird, but I found out I am a Hylian, not a Kokiiri." He grinned
out at him, as the man put the weapon he had in his lap, from further inspection
it was some sort of club, not a sword.
"I can see. I also see you have the old Goron tunic that we had delivered
to us for such occasions, well did you get that from my little boy? Ah! You
have the backpack, too, don't you? I can't see for that weird device you
have on." Daruina was referring to the cape, it was something the King used
to wear, but it had been so long since he saw a person with a cape that it
was sad. Though, if you count Ganondorf as a person then maybe it had been
sooner than he thought, yea, a lot sooner in his own mind. Ganon was still
at it, though as the Goron sat there, he didn't want to trouble his young
friend, and he wanted to rejoice at fond memories. Clearing that loud throat
again, he stood his ground and picked himself up from that spot, taking the
club at his side and putting it back into the right hand. A leap later, he
was near the door and touched it with the club, the lock disappearing and
going away for the time being, a little trick he knew.
"Yea, your son gave it to me and even gave my fairie some special powder."
Neglecting to mention that he had accused the boy of bad deeds and knocked
him flat out, Link could only just grin and stare off to the
side
"Yup, he helped me. Hello Daruina." Navi had been quiet up until then, not
really scared by the Goron boss just a little bit winded from everything,
she wanted breaks more often.
"Ah, and here I thought you had gone and gotten another fairie!" Daruina
broke off into a barrel of laughter, the little fairie residing next to her
friend and staring back at the Goron-boss, sticking her tongue out. Another
gasps of laughter came out of the man, him finally retaining himself after
a few moments and breathing out a sigh of joy. It was nice to be with old
friends, especially the legendary Dodongo Buster and the chief employee in
the tactics they worked out. With just staring at them, he loved how the
boy looked in the tunic, he looked like what he was destined to be-- a true
hero of the times. He knew nothing about the boy's destiny, though he knew
he either had, or was going to do great thing in his astounding
lifetime.
With that pushed aside, he stared at the door; dreading wanting to enter
it, though he knew it was going to come sooner or later. Just glancing down
at the boy, he wasn't going to let him go and fight him, not with that legendary
hammer somewhere in this place. If he couldn't destroy the evil Volvagia,
then he hoped that the Dodongo Buster would go from Dinosaur- slayer, to
the dubbed Dragon-slayer. Yea, he didn't trust himself to protect the boy,
even though from the arsenal he ensued that he was indeed a great warrior
in his own ways. From the looks of the sword he had sheathed, something was
definitely up with him, that sword he remembered from some old legends, not
able to know the name.
"Well boy, I am going to go, you had better not follow me." With that in
place, he spun around from them and clicked his fingers in a weird motion,
beginning to whisper a mysterious chant.
"Not go with you? What are you? Daruina, what do you mean?" Those questions
flowed through his lips as the man continued to chant the tune, not even
recognizing this as some of the Goronish.
"Save my people, they haven't been fed to Volvagia, yet. They are trapped
within these walls, don't worry about taking them out, lava doesn't affect
them!" He only stopped to say that much, continuing the chant over and over,
which was only about five words to say the phrase, he was just repeating
himself.
The Goron boss reached behind his back and yanked something out, tossing
it over to the boy, never stopping in the middle of a chant to tell him what
it was. As Link caught the thing, the silver shining reflecting that it was
a key on a key-ring, this one instead of hooking it on his necklace with
the Forest Medallion. One key was lined on there (probably to that new room)
giving guidance that this was the best place to begin the search for something.
He didn't want him going with them, for some reason, maybe he was scared
that he couldn't beat this and was only doing it for his people. Whatever
the case, Link wasn't going to let the boss stop him, so he backed up and
prepared to jump across the place and over to where the man was.
Link was astounded, the man had actually opened the lock without the need
of a Boss Key, and as he prepared to jump, a pillar of fire surrounded the
middle platform. Almost becoming burnt, he saw that the flames didn't lick
towards him, they just pushed in the platform, not allowing him to aid his
friend. Leaping to the side, he saw that Daruina had summoned it, whispering
in the light Goronish tongue about something that translated to pride. Staring
there in gasp, not able to understand the man, though reading his lips (because
the fire was so intense) he stepped into the bosses' lair. Watching as the
door slammed shut, the fire disappearing from the middle pillar and the door
re-locking it self so that a key would only work.
"Navi.." He whispered, curling his fist as the way he did when he was mad,
how could the man be that stupid as to face an old dragon without the Hero
of Time's help!
"I know, he wants us to search for something, I guess. Maybe we should go
try the lock, maybe we can find that hammer that the little Link was talking
about?" From the look he gave her, he didn't appreciate her referring to
the kid by that name, so she let out a small giggle and continued to keep
quiet. Sliding out of the hole, seeing nothing would be up at those pillars
if he connected his hookshot, Link continued over into the previous room
where the door was. A small key sunk down into the lock as he pressed it
in, tucking the key ring in the front of his side back, so there was easy
access. More keys were available in this place, he was sure of that as sure
as that the last place had those sort of keys, every temple would employ
them. Some sick way to get their kicks, or maybe they were just mad at him
and wanted to make these places even more 'fun' than usual.
Now this door wasn't as heavy as the last one so all Link had to do was shove
on it hardly to get the steel door to iron itself off the racks and open
up. The next room that opened up was just a carnival of love, really, it
was one of the most exciting rooms that he had ever laid eyes on. A rope-bridge
led from where he stood and ran across the entire room until it reached the
other end (blocked with a key) though that was only the tip of the iceberg.
Surrounding to his left was lava, to his right was also lava, small little
pillars going back and forth in two different directions to get you places.
If that wasn't enough, the pillars were fire-powered and that was in a sense
their gasoline, so that was how they moved on the surfaces. Blue bubbles
were in the fire, diving out and in the fire like some sort of magma monsters,
not at all affected by the fireballs . "Navi, those are?"
"Red Bubbles, they are like Blue Bubbles, except their barrier is fire instead
of just a blue shield."
"Great, that's all I need." Chuckling a little, he decided that he might
as well start by going right and hopped on the platform where it rested right
next to the bridge. Thanking his stars that the bridge didn't set on fire,
he leapt upon the platform that moved across the room and stopped next to
a strange door. Faces were drawn on the thing he rode on, very much looking
like the demon in the room, giving him the chills that this place was haunted.
If that wasn't enough, something was starting to ring in his ears, a sort
of chant from all directions of the room--a lot worse than the ones from
the Temple of Time. Ignoring the Bubbles that seemed miles and miles away,
he walked towards the door and peered open the door to the next
room.
This just looked like a typical dungeon with the door made of blackish gray
rocks, and also having torches sprang on each side for the ten yards he ran.
When at last he saw that a switch was in his way, he stepped on it and glanced
forward to see that a Goron was sleeping in a cage. Bars made of bamboo slid
open for him to escape, the young Goron springing awake and staring in different
directions in fright. Link guessed he thought he was going to be fed, so
he might give up a fight, though all it ended up doing was whining on the
floor and wetting itself. Finally the Goron peeked up at the man, seeing
the tunic of the Gorons and guessing he was an ally, let out a cheer of
joy.
"You are here to save me?" It wasn't one that had saved him all those days
ago, though he couldn't tell one from the other, they all looked the same
to him.
"Yes, we are here to save
you, Goron. You are free to go, but the place is full of monsters, it'd be
wise of you to stay here." Nodding along with his fairie, Link spied something
on his neck, the Goron seeing that he was looking at him, and reached around
his neck handing him this
key.
"I found it a few days ago,
I am sure it is of some importance, but as you can see there isn't anything
that works on these cages, heh. Oh! Since you have rescued me, I shall tell
you a secret. Some walls in this place feel different and sound different
it you tap them with your sword. If they do sound funny, use one of our Special
Crop's on
them."
That sure was something to
take into consideration, so he nodded to the young Goron and went on his
way, making his way out of the place. When at last he was back on the platform,
he glanced ahead at the other side and peered that there was indeed a wall
that looked weak. Weak sort of like the ones from the cavern though not made
of the came materials as this, having a different feel from the others. That
could only mean that maybe another one of those kin was in there with a key,
if they had another, which was all he could wish for at this moment. Finally,
he was back in the center, but instead of heading to the wall, he decided
to test out his new key on that area infront of
him.
Hopping up at the ladder,
the boy made his way across the arena with his hands trailed at his sides,
holding the sword out for any attacks. Nothing was messing with him as he
pondered up the entrance and pressed the key deeply inside of the locked
door, watching it dissolve. Melting with the lock was some of the steel,
giving him a good opportunity to knock it open and stare through the contents
inside. What a break because each of them knew they would need to conserve
their energy, the battles were only going to get much tougher. Pushing the
door open all the way, since staring into the hole that was created just
wasn't enough to satisfy his little
curiosity.
"I hope this works." He whispered
to himself, trying to peek through it, not yet adjusted to the new weight
of that stupid little door, it was a strange factor to
consider.
"Link, watch out!" She let
out a scream of terror and pushed him away from the door, the thing slammed
down into the ground, like it was aiming for him.
Automatically the door slammed shut and exploded into a million pieces, Link
grabbing his fairie and spinning around so the shards hit the shield as he
ducked. When the madness was done, spinning back around, he caught whim of
the key he had just stuck in, this one solid as could be. Looking towards
his fairie with approval, she nervously nodded her head and retrieved the
key for him, seeing that nothing was going to happen. You can say relief
was on both of their brows as they climbed back down the drawbridge and continued
back down towards the opposite platform.
"Y-you all right, Link?" Curled up in his hands, the young fairie continued
to stare through those fingers at where they were heading this time in the
dungeon of horrors. Trap doors were never a problem they had faced before,
it was such a stupid way to detect in this place, they hoped that no more
were in the way. There might have been another way to detect these things--these
creatures (if they could even be called that), who knew if they were monsters.
With a small breath on the lips, she curled back into the hands, not caring
where they were headed, only that the warm hands were near. It was quite
fine wherever the area was, though she had an idea they might be headed over
towards the other platform to visit the only room left.
Link didn't say anything, only nodded a quick head in the position that he
was just fine, heading over towards the end of the bridge to view around.
Luckily the key was back with them or they wouldn't be able to venture further
in this stupid shop of horrors, wherever the end was. There was no door from
where Link stood, knowing that something was hidden between that wall, just
sensing it in his mind. Maybe the pyromaniacs' intuition was inside of him,
though if it was, the feeling was one of the most extraordinary he had ever
felt. Curling an explosive out of the bag and holding it tightly in one hand,
he nodded to himself that he was right about this
intuition.
"Think he was telling the
truth? That other Goron." Pondered Link out to his fairie as they sailed
across the ocean of fire, it was sort of lovely in a gruesome way, if not
for the
monsters.
"I don't see why he would
lie to us, he seemed to trust
us."
"But why would he trust us
so easily, I mean he doesn't even recognize me if he was from that time."
Link knew not when Gorons lived or died, he didn't know much about people
when they lived or died, he hardly knew death at
all.
"Maybe the other reason you
received those clothes." Navi pointed out in a matter-of-fact tone, it was
so annoying when she did that sometimes, though he knew she was right and
glanced down.
"What about my clothes?" Then he saw the insignia and slapped his head as
if he had known the answer to a problem in school all the time, never remembering
it. Of course that would of made someone trust him, it proved he was that
of their race, or not of the race, but a friend of some sort. Plus the fact
he had blonde hair and blue eyes, showed he was a Hylian from the legend
of the great boy who stopped the Dodongos from starving them. Smiling at
his fairie sweetly, as the platform reached the end of the place, he jumped
up with her curled in his arms and nuzzling. Yes, he could do this all the
time, she was so much smarter than he (not that he was stupid) was the boy
was so naive sometimes, that he even got sick of it.
Jumping off the edge of the platform, feeling the ground sink below him,
turning around only to see the tribal-masked square was down in the lava.
No way out now, his thoughts rambled on as he stared at the wall, it was
a solid green wall, with a small square in the center as if a way to get
out. The entire block was seven feet tall, the small little block only four
feet tall so that if he would blow it up, then would be able to crawl through
on hands and knees. Kicking the wall with the toed boot, a clinking sound
entered his ears, and tapping the other side of the wall just to be sure
of it. A different sound came back; the first one sounded like it was hollow,
big enough for him to go through if the time would be.
His bomb was lifted from his hands and thrown down by the side, the faire
now out of his palms and pushing him away from the site. Within a few seconds
of the fuse being touched, he ducked down and the wall imploded, shooting
pieces out in all different directions. Less brutal than the attacking door,
this one was less brutal and didn't even hit him hardly against the defender
shield he had placed on his back. Pulling himself up and examining the wall,
he saw that crawling would be no little duty since there was a clear hole
in the wall, this one leading into a new room. Not even a stupid door to
block his paths, before he even walked into the new room, he tapped her for
the veil to come on and ran inside of the enlarged crack that had
expanded.
"Why the veil, Link?" She was inside the veil as they entered, it on like
some sort of tunic, though when she saw the next room, he didn't even have
to answer. This vast floor was aligned with nothing at all, except a single
circle in the center of the ground, fire bursting through it and heading
up. Some sort of condensed beam, this weird fire wasn't ablaze, it was as
if someone had conducted the fire and was controlling it. Pyromaniac controllers
were something that he didn't want to deal with (even since that the only
power he could control was that of the forest.) If that was true and someone
could conduct fire, then they were in some serious shit with the boss of
this little Fire mansion.
"You know why, Navi." He smiled and glanced around the room for somewhere
to go there seemed to be an empty room, the only room that was left, huffing
some breath he leaned against the wall.
"Man, I wonder where we should go." Huffing in her breath in a mad manner,
the young farie crossed her arms and glanced across at her young partner,
whom was silent as a wolf.
Staring around the room, she caught where he was leaning on, it wasn't a
wall at all, this was some sort of chain-linked fence. Glancing up at the
fence, her eyes roamed upward to catch a hold of something else, another
floor was above of them now. Yes, if you were the climb the fence--that could
hook with his feet--the hooks were just small enough for them to brave through
it. Extending at least thirty feet up, the climb wouldn't take long as the
ladder had, because baring it was a lot easier than the other. This fence
led over about ten feet and there stood a pillar, covered up so that she
couldn't examine what was up there, though she had an idea.
"What is it Navi?" He was leaned against the wall still, not even noticing
the feel of it, for he had no skin pressed against it, though now that you
thought about it none of his skin shown
anymore.
"Oh, Link stare up and look!"
Spinning around with the fairie, his eyes widened some and he reached for
his side pack and hooked out the Hookshot weapon. Without warning or some
feeble pleas from Navi, he shot the hook right at the top area, the thing
extending the maximum of thirty feet towards the fence. Cutting through the
small holes, the thing shot up and propelled his weight up against the fence
with all the might that it could muster. Now Link was thrown up with the
thing, still amazed how a weapon so small could support his entire weight
without breaking in an instant. There he slammed into the fence with a some-what
medium force, grunting and yanking himself up the entire way and balancing
himself up the gate with a eye staring
around.
"Hey, that was foolish!"
She skimmed all the way up to him and slipped down inside of his white shirt,
tunneling to look for the spot that he had hit himself. Discovering a bruise
from where he slammed, she kissed the mark with her lips as a sort of motherly
way to make them feel better. Out of his shirt was when she came, fluttering
over towards him and staring around the room, spotting a few enemies was
upon the top floor. Yes, they were up there and the Kesse were actually asleep,
positioned on the gate right next to him, hence the reason he hadn't moved.
Four shots of the small Ki beams were more than enough to take all four of
the birds out, them falling down the feet and collapsing in
lava.
When all the birds had been
taken care of, Link jumped the last ten feet upon the newest room and took
a gander around; spotting a large block that seemed familiar. This block
wasn't like the ones with the night-sky marks upon them, not at all since
it had a tribal face marked on the top of it. Pushing against the smaller
block that was just the height of him, the small block slid farther forward
along a deep path that only led forward. Aside from this block there was
nothing else in here, the places infront of the block was only another path,
hoping that something clicked. Maybe like in the ancient Deku Tree that anything
would snap and give him a secret passage to a new place, the only hope he
had.
More surprised than ever,
he was greeted with nothing like a click, he was greeted with the entire
block disappearing infront of his eyes. Blinking at the thing that disappeared,
he stared as it vanished down inside some sort of black hole, not even seeing
the hole infront of him. If that wasn't enough, when he took a step forward,
he fell about thirty feet, knowing he would break his foot when he came down
on the weight. Sailing through the air was quite fun for a while, knowing
the end result would probably take him out of this place on some sort of
stretched. Flailing his arms to catch something, not even seeing Navi at
his sides, it was as if the magma in the place had suddenly shut
off.
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Navi saw when the block sank,
following it with her eyes and seeing that there was a giant hole just the
size of the block--carved as if for it. Reaching out to say something, she
was caught off guard when the boy disappeared from her sight and even went
out of the way for good. Glancing in all directions for something to say
or do, she didn't even have the time do compute what had happened to him.
Like she couldn't understand it at all, she was in a complete daze for some
reason, like someone had hypnotized her to do that. Before she could warn
her boy, he went sailing down with the block, seeing that the fire caught
the rock and would do the same with her boy.
Covering her eyes in fear and letting out a scream that never entered, the
block didn't sink the entire thirty feet like it had planned. The roar of
fire blocked the scream out, the roars that caused her to cover her ears
and not even hear her friend's last cries. Yes, that was a wonderful way
for him to die, though she wished she could reach up and grab him, keeping
him all to herself. Somehow the beam of fire had caught that stupid little
block and propelled it up; her boy situated on it as it sailed up in the
third floor. Fluttering up after the young boy, before the block closed and
shut them off forever, she was up with him when another floor
appeared.
This new room was as blank as the last, with a door that led into another
area; this room painted a complete green like the bombed door. Without further
ado, she just grasped upon him and was taken into his arms, kissed and snuggled
up the only way she could of known. That was good for him and for her, since
with all the excitement they needed all the comfort they could get with this
in order. It was weird because she knew the door would never go down and
there was no other way into this room, they would have been trapped. Knowing
in good health they would be together for many more adventures, Navi snuggled
back against him with due force.
"Navi, the floor!" She glanced at him in confusion, seeing he was on the
other side of the room now, the block that they had been sitting on was shaking.
Light entered the normally darkened room that was lit with only the glow
of the green blocks, giving off a weird unnatural beam of light. The crack
sank down into the ground on the second level, probably passing for the first
level and coming to a stop now. A few minutes of silence and the block returned
to the spot, seeing that it was a routine thing and her almost getting squashed
in vain. However, she did not doubt doing it, there was nothing that could
of stopped her from leaving this place to find him, even if death waited.
When she was picked up and carried out of the room, nothing but peace was
inside of her mind, loving the mixture of warmth and love inside of
palms.
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Layers upon layers was what
these rooms were starting to bring, the entire place already giving Link
the willies around here, especially the green aura. In the previous room
it was bad enough, but now it had expanded and lit the entire room around
him, barely enough room to see around. From what he saw with his good vision,
there was a small block to his side, something muffling and scratching it,
unable to get at it for there were no weak spots. When Link tried to kick
it, all he ended up was hurting his toes in the process, the scratching becoming
louder and turning into a whimper. Whispering something in the old Goron
language to the fool, it calmed down and only a light scratch sounded every
now and then, he scratching back and it
stopped.
"What did you say?" She whispered
as they continued forward, discovering that there was an entire stepping-stone
form infront of them, leading up to the top of the
room.
"I really don't know what
I said, I think it was that I would come back." Shrugging a shoulder, the
boy stared at the rest of the room, glancing in different directions for
some new type of enemies in the way. Nothing was there except a pile of ashes
infront of what looked like a crystal trapped inside of a white casing that
made it shape like a diamond. Climbing up the first stair easily (more like
a giant's stair, then a stair in general), there was nothing on the first
floor except the excitement of climbing up the second. That what was
disappointing about this temple was the lack of new enemies, because so far
he had seen Kesse and a Blue Bubble gone fire-type. Nothing else was going
on, and even in this room he sensed no malice in the room, thinking maybe
they were saving the hard stuff for the
boss.
Up the second pillar he went,
moving past the pillar of ash and bending down to inspect the little light,
or crystal, whatever it was. This thing was not worth anything, nor was it
for the taking, since there were bolts all around it to keep it from getting
into the wrong hands. Tapping on it made a sort of clicking sound, the inside
of the crystal shined a bright yellow, a small timer taking off for about
thirty seconds. After thirty seconds of fear, he just sat there and realized
whatever trap or something he was to do had to be stored in this ancient
clock. Yea, that was the only word for it; there was no other way he could
determine what it was, either that or a timer of some
sort.
"It looks like this could
be useful." She nodded out to the boy, he shrugging a shoulder and tapping
it again, the thirty-second time meter springing up again, this time they
looked and saw
nothing.
"Navi, could you go scout
ahead while I hit this thing again?" She nodded and took off in a flash,
wanting to do anything that she could to aid her friend in his search to
end this stupid place. Glancing up above the next level, she saw that there
was a small chain-link fence like before (this one connected to the wall)
and surrounded by fire. She was about to go down and report it when he tapped
the clock once again; the fire subsiding and disappearing until the timer
disappeared. All of a sudden she knew that the answer had to be that when
the clock was hit the flames were gone for a person to be able to climb up
and get to the new level. It was dangerous and too slow to hit it from there
and then climb a level and expect to reach the top in time, though with a
projectile it was
possible.
Fluttering back to his side,
she reported what she saw, the boy nodded and leaned against the crystal
with his weight, just shrugging out a shoulder. "What else could it
be?"
"Maybe some sort of trap
made for the people of here, though I did discover if I were to hit it, or
you use your arrows then you may have enough time." Using the arrows was
the wisest choice to keep his practice up, reserve her energy and flat out
save time for her charging up a chi ball,
anyway?
"A trap?" He whispered to
himself and the fairie, the both of them examining the clock, when the fire
came out of no where and launched at his
back.
Crying out in surprise and
pain from the heat of the flames against the back of his head, he fell flat
on his back, something screaming in pain. When the boy jumped back up and
glanced down at the enemy with sword drawn, he saw it was the ashes from
back a while ago. Yes, the thing was alive and able to connect itself, looking
as bright as a piece of skin when it was alive, this time just a bag of dirt
when stomped out. Grunting out mercilessly, it crawled back to the side and
began to click its hands--or feelers--together to conduct another sort of
fire. That was put out when Link smashed his foot down into the rubbery body,
something coming out of it (a green liquid, probably blood), dribbling to
the side.
"You all right?" She checked
his back and was lucky to see that the cape had taken most of the damage,
the boy's hair was singed a little, but overall he was
fine.
"Yea, it was just a mistake,
should have kicked it off to the side. All right I will try to arrow, Navi."
Pulling himself up the last pillar- stair by using the crystal as a pushup,
he yanked himself over the side and saw what Navi had. There the flames licked
the gate and prevented him from even using the Hookshot to get up there--provided
it would stick in the bars or the stone. Glancing in all directions for some
sort of guide, the first thing he did was spin around with the bow drawn,
ready to fire a good one at it. His aim had perfected since the Forest Temple,
practicing whenever he got the chance, so hitting this broad thing would
be a walk in the park. Pulling back the arrow on the string, he let it fly
through the air and come to a rest at where his target was aimed at: the
crystal's
center.
The click was the sound of
a racehorse, sounding for all the people to take off with a charge, and so
did the boy, stuffing the bow at his side and racing off. There he jumped
up two feet and landed on the gates, beginning to scale it as the timer ticked
on, Navi fluttering at his side and cheering him on. Keeping with the breeze,
he scaled the feet in what would be an hour spending more time focused on
the area than anything in the surroundings would. As it turned out, the flames
only rose about ten feet, not at all harmful to him, not that that stopped
him from completing the journey early. Turning around an hour was when he
reached the top, figuring he had been in the temple two hours and maybe thirty
minutes, not even having a map to know if he was near the
end.
Over the top of the third
level he came, with nothing in return for his duties except a door that was
standing ajar for him, no keyhole needed. Bracing his luck, staring down
one last time to see the flames lick at the iron, his prayers were answered
that the place was closing, or so he hoped. A rumbling feeling came out of
the newer room, getting the feeling maybe he was in some sort of giant's
lair, though there was nothing to stop it. All he could do was hope for the
best and that it was he did when he wandered ahead, the fairie right behind
him towards the wake. Sliding into the iron door, nothing was kept him aghast
at what happened next to him, a reckoning beyond all imaginable
thought.
"It's like that tale with
the stalk, are we in some sort of fairy tale?" He was extended at the place,
there the walls reached above his head, made of solid brick, but more baffling
was that this looked like a
maze.
"A fairy tail?' Navi rolled
her eyes in confusion and in a bit of a teasing anger at the boy, up until
she was curled up and apologized too, which she gladly excepted. With that
over, the young kid just stared blankly ahead with the fairie staring and
starting to go forward and explore the area around. Boy was she glad she
had, because as soon as she got in the center of the room, she had enough
information to fill his entire little head. Floating back towards him, the
rocks and cages glowing inside of her mind, she just fluttered back at full
speed for the awaiting boy. At long last she reached his area, he leaning
against the wall and listening to the rumbling of the rocks from inside the
deep
maze.
"Well what do you got?" It
was the rocks that he guessed, remembering the huge boulder when they had
retrieved the sword, seeming a million years
ago.
"It's a huge maze that stretches
out several hundreds of feet, there are two unlocked doors and a locked door
at the very end of the maze, to the north. Also there are rocks like down
in the Kokiiri Forest, they are many plentiful and go in all sort of different
directions, so it is very confusing. I know it'll be hard, but I also have
a gift, from someone I found." Navi had had a bit of luck on her journey,
seeing that above the pillars were actually places one could stand and saw
a switch to push, revealing a Goron with a key, throwing the same one at
him.
"Wow, another one." Hooking
this one up with the other one, Link grinned at the fairie and stared out
at the entrance, waiting until the rocks sounded the least away before venturing
out. Maybe they were tricking him with sound, because when he first stepped
out, a rock was coming towards him at a speed very fast. Sprinting forward
until he saw some sort of crack, he dove to the side as the rock passed by,
panting loudly and no longer trusting sound. What had ended up doing was
keeping Navi ahead of him and flying above to see if there was a rock headed
his way or away. That actually wasn't a half-bad plan, it gave everyone happiness
from surviving this maze, the creators obviously didn't know of the Forest
guardians.
It was a hard adventure to the reach the very first door, his fairie mentioning
that it was on the right (along with the other door), the last one in the
center. Keeping his back pressed against the wall really knocked out the
need of being warned, which was good because he hated making her work. When
a rock came close to him, it always stopped right before it hit the wall
so that it wouldn't bounce off and hit the other ones. Only problem was that
the flaming balls were so close that they singed his tunic, the thing repairing
itself since it was immune to fire, though the thought counted. At long last
the door was within reach, unlocked for his pleasure, so checking to see
if it was alive and well--he ventured to it and opened up the door made of
a thin layer of
still.
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The terrible smell was what warned Link that this room had some wrongdoing
in it, maybe it was the smell that warned him, though the silence was enough
to spook anyone. Some sort of prison like before, and Link wanted to see
the Goron and maybe the person he had to kill either to survive, or a Gerudo
who attacked him. No Gerudo could stand up to the power of any Goron; they
were just so strong that Link was glad they were on his side in the battle.
No smell of a Gerudo was in here; it smelt like Goron and only Goron--causing
him to think of cannibalism and shiver in annoyance. A similar gray-stoned
door as the last prison cell, when he reached the end of the case was where
all the horror was stored inside the celled gates.
"I'm almost afraid to look, Navi." She nodded with some compassion, knowing
his nose was strong so he smelt the most of the disease, whatever it was
had been sitting here for quite a few hours, or maybe it was more like a
few extra days (neither could actually tell.)
"Oh my Goddess, no." Navi was the one who blurted it out, she covering her
eyes in horror, only to feel a hand escape off of him, patting her with some
gentleness. It was just so horrible to explain that neither of them wanted
to see the scene, only bowing their heads in the pure shame of the allegiance.
Cannibalism wasn't the case here, because there was only one carcass of a
Goron, some weird teeth marks on the little thing that had died. Whatever
had gotten it had made it struggle, the guts ripped out and torn all over
the place, like some sort of monster got at it. Not even holding back the
tears, they streamed with full force, each of them letting them out to no
avail of comfort from the other one.
Around the fat, bulbous corpse was a key, stained with blood from the attack,
yet never letting the enemy get a hold of the treasure. The creature died
protecting that, they could see from the teeth marks on the key where the
monster had tried to get at it, seeing that it had died alone. After the
monster left was when the man had died, in his own guts strewn around, never
letting go of a simple key to a damned door. With Navi still sobbing, he
had dried himself off and yanked the freshly chewed key from the area, noticing
that nothing was coming. Whatever was here would be back for the key, they
had best escape this dreaded bloodshed room before it wandered back for
more.
"Navi we have too--" He was cut off with a small little squeal escaping her
lips, she sinking down to the ground with no longer able to control her little
wings.
"I can't do it.." She whispered to herself and began to sail down into the
blood, the liquid that was all around her, not caring if it stained her all
insides.
"What in the world are you--Navi!" Letting out a cry of worry, he tried to
catch her, though she just slipped through his hands and went inside of the
stuff, not even being able to grasp
her.
No longer caring about the
monster returning, he saw his fairie had sunk into the blood and gone under,
driving a hand down and retrieving her form the liquid. As if born from a
mammal, she was drenched in the blood, still crying as he took her and tucked
her down inside of his tunic, wandering out of the room. The tunic provided
a good cleaning source for that of liquid maybe, but against blood it just
wasn't going to work; nothing was going to work. As he walked along the path
to the second room, hoping for not another blood path, he continued to scrub
with the tunic harder. Nothing was able to make this disappear, so he was
about to give up when the second door came into view, hoping to get some
luck from the door, though not from here (who was still
crying.)
"You really need to calm
down, sweetheart." When she didn't answer, he knew it was in vain, though
he wiped the blood from her face and kissed her lips softly, feeling so warm
in his heart
now.
The second door turned out
to be a fake, though not an attacking one, this one simply fell down and
busted into two large pieces for him. Grunting in displeasure, the girl was
going into hysterics as he broke into a crazy run and trailed himself forward
until a corner came in the process. Just as he headed for it was when a loose
rock was diving his way, knowing that running wouldn't do it and something
would have to be done. Tucking the fairie under the cap so that she was secure
from the consequences, he prepared himself for the run for his rubies. Tucking
the black cape forward for some sake and pressing the button on the tunic,
the rock started his way when he broke out into a faster
run.
It took all the wit and luck
he could muster up to make the jump, though as the rock slid down towards
the rock, he wanted to take a chance and slip through. It was a tight squeeze
from the looks of when he ran, he knew that he'd have to take to the air
to squeeze through and hopefully not burn himself to an early grave. Leaping
into the air and using the sides as a sort of propeller, it launched him
straight into the air and diving for that little crack that seemed less and
less smaller. The crack was worrying him, knowing that if his fairie were
halfway sane that she would have scolded him for taking such reckless actions.
Sucking in the air from here, tightening his chest and trying to sink himself
into a smaller position than before, he just
waited.
Capes were protective in
these situations, especially for someone as reckless as the boy that was
trying to slip through a small crack was. The rock did come against him,
rubbing against the cave and deflecting most of the damage, also causing
him to get a little singed around that cloak. Sliding through the rock easily,
it touched against his pants, well the parts that would consist of socks
and burnt them a little. Skimming through the hole had to take some fake
practice tests, though by the time he did it, he knew that getting through
was a breeze. Along with his shoes, so when he pulled from the crack and
measured the damage he would realize it was time for some new
shoes.
Sliding down into the corner,
it wasn't a room, but by the time the rock had moved, he realized it led
right to the door that was in the center, well maybe she didn't get it as
well. Seeing this as a good as time than any to test his little water out,
he pulled the girl down and laid her on the cold floor (cold.how funny.)
When she was there, he stripped her over her uniform, heading not to look,
where he poured some of the whole canteen of water on her. Some of the soaps
he had collected on his adventures, washing her with a bit of his torn tunic
were a breeze, the stuff coming off. That was great, because he was glad
to see her doing a little better, the tears gone, and soon her tunic was
washed and drying as she was curled inside his own tunic, to keep her from
catching her
death.
Usually this was the part
where he settled down, so following the course of time; he was soon sinking
down into a light rest, not worrying about the temple. Whatever they were
rescuing would have to wake until Navi woke up and what better time to be
with her than with the dreams of her. Nothing was better than being asleep,
that way you could never get hurt and with no enemies about it was the perfect
place to nap. They would eat when they got back, get some healed up with
the power of sleep and then be on their way to take out this Volvagia. It
would pay for stealing a girl he had just met, he would make sure of that,
and inside his mind was where he fought the monster--and
won.
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What went in the mind of
her, though she had a small recollection of the events after finding the
dead Goron, she had nothing really large to go on. Though the dodging of
the rocks was there, nothing else was there, simply because there hardly
was nothing else to recollect on. Just the feeling of her boy travel through,
also remembering that she was washed and still she shivered at the thoughts
of him scrubbing her. Yea, she was in a weird mood tonight, or was it today,
she didn't even know how long she had been out--if she was even awake. It
was fine with her to be out or awake; the only problem was what was going
to come next, her answered before it even
happened.
Scenery changed from that
of the room she was (which had been pitch black) to that of a beautiful white
room, nothing about here. Unable to see what was around, Navi realized she
couldn't even see herself, all she could see was that there was something
different about this room. A grand holiness was in this room, though from
the looks of thing she saw no one in here, the presence was what she sensed.
Nothing of honour was in here; the fact was she didn't have much of that
for anything, when usually another type of person would have. Her and Link
were the same in honour, they weren't knights or anything, they never wanted
to be any such thing, they were both just fierce
warriors.
Knights had explanations
for things, they had bigger problems than regular people did, and they always
had that stupid Code of Arms they followed. Now in the case of Navi, she
thought it was the most moronic thing she had ever heard the code sounding
like something a pussy thought up. Both of them weren't knights and they
had more of a responsibility than any of the knights who had died meaningless
deaths that fearful day. If someone could have warned them that the hero
would be here in ten years, than maybe some of this could have been prevented.
The biggest of all pusses was the Sage of Light, he reminded her of someone
in the distant pass that she had never taken a caring for either, though
she couldn't recall who it reminded her
of.
Everything was bizarre in
this place, the scene trying to take form and sort of relishing the thoughts
of a temple, not like the Forest or Fire, though. This temple was worse than
before, this temple was black with contempt, a single white beam in the middle
of the entire room. Floating towards the light revealed the entire room to
be engulfed in a pillar of white, making it seems like the land of white
had won. That was fearless for as soon as the white let down its guard, the
black retaliated with a force to be really reckoned with, this one more powerful.
Nothing could stop the black side from winning, the holy judgement finally
giving out with some struggle, she trying to figure this out.
From the way it happened, she thought that the first war had come and gone
and then in the time of peace was when the Gerudos attacked Hyrule. The beginning
of the Imprisoning War, that was a good title for what had happened, and
it just went to show when you dropped your guard. Although she couldn't say
anything about that, since the innocent boy always dropped his guard, he
had it gone at this moment in time. Resting was all right, as long as you
knew the room you were in, seen the entire room and made sure that no one
was around to get you. Sleeping in the temple was something that you just
weren't supposed to do, it not only was rude to whoever was trapped, and
it was pretty stupid, in her
opinion.
Link is stupid? A voice had
commenced; she sensing it may have been the voice of the holy being that
she presented at an earlier
time.
No, he is just naïve.
This wasn't Navi that answered, this was another, this the present of a girl,
from the sound maybe a wise girl, while the other was of a woman with strong
issues.
Hero is not stupid at all;
he just is so innocent. A third sound of voices commenced, this one she couldn't
distinguish the personality, sensing that they were two of the same with
Link.
Who are you all? She whispered
out of her mind, the three voices didn't speak after that, just revealed
themselves to the fairie who had invaded their territory. Upon three chairs
that were equal in size and shape were three young women, them being all
about the age of twenty-two or twenty-three. One was with long green hair,
the other one with some shorter red hair that stopped at her neck; the last
one has the matching hair colour as hers--though longer. Each of them was
dressed in ceremonial robes with a piece of the Triforce symbol on each of
the foreheads, knowing that one of them was different from the other. Navi
didn't know whom they were, what they wanted, and mostly she was scared senseless
of the beings, their powers far greater than
imagined.
Fear not, for we are no one,
though we are all and yet are none. We are all of the same, the one split
between three and yet fought over for the control of the world, some call
us Gods, while others call us simply the Holy Being. Some fear others and
us just disagree that we even exist though we are honored that you are here
for this special occasion, uninvited. You believe in us, you and your partner
think we are around and even sometimes curse us. Though it does not matter
since if we were in the same spot, we would curse each other in the exact
same manner. Now all questions won't be answered, the tale is far from over,
with the answers then everything would be clear, that wouldn't be too good,
now would it? The Goddesses are our names and you are the one who guides
Link, the one who seems to be in love with a little Hylian. Each of them
spoke this and burst into streams of giggles, though all of them were blushing
for some strange reason, so weird for a God to be embarrassed by
something.
What do you want from me
and Link? She cried out in desperation to make herself come true, trying
desperately to find out what they wanted with her and her partner. Protecting
Link was now the only purpose that she lived for, the other dignities of
the past had disappeared all so long ago. No one was going to hurt her partner,
she would make sure of that, and it roared through the eyes of hers, the
Gods all staring at her. So strange how they stared, as if surprised at how
angry she was, now really knowing what to say to one another, though they
could probably speak otherwise. Telepathically was what Navi was thinking,
they might even be able to reach her own thoughts, the mind of hers being
controlled was scary
enough.
Link? We didn't call Link,
nor did we call you, the simple face is-- wake up. Strange thing was that
the last part of the sentence wasn't what they sounded like, that voice was
something more male to the extent. More of a voice that she had heard once
or twice (or even a million) times before in her lifetime, it was hard to
tell who was who in a dream. Each of the Gods disappeared from the sight
they came from, the sky ripping open and the face of her boy appearing before
her. Flying up towards the face, she was stretched to find out the hole was
open for her, almost expecting it to shoot her back into darkness. Nothing
to do except go through, was her thought when she zipped through and hoped
that she would appear in a new place, the original world of her
love.
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"Wake up, my fairie." Her
eyes poked open to see that Link was back in the real world, the transportation
had been a great success, she was back in the real world. Beating this old
world had given her some confidence to go on and face the world they were
in now, wanting this hellish place to end. With that in mind, she wanted
to go ahead with no more breaks, skipping the food they were supposed to
eat and to end this. Link was just staring at her with those eyes of concern
lifting and a cute little smile abasing his lips, then leaning down to kiss
the
body.
"Link.wha-what happened?"
With the concern in his face there from before, she wondered what had happened,
and where in the world they were, they were in a new room. Not the room that
Link had gone to sleep in, this room was a complete circle with two barred
doors at each end of the circle. The farthest end of it was a door with a
lock, the key sticking out and melting as she stared, seeing Link had come
in here to recuperate. Yea, that was good, it was soon to go on, though this
new room wasn't full of anything, the perfect place for some sort of safe
haven. That was good, for they wanted to have a place to recover their power,
Link probably taking that in mind and moving while she was
out.
"Well, you passed out and
I went through the rest of the maze, found another key so that makes three
now, well two since I just used one. Anyway, I came to a small swallow and
there I cleaned you off pretty well, your clothes are a piece from my red
tunic, the others were ruined. I went to sleep in the swallow and woke up
about two hours ago, then I moved us to the room right next to it--right
here where we reside." Smiling, he patted her body, letting her notice that
she indeed had a small piece of cloth tied around her body, snugly so it
wouldn't fall
off.
"How long was I out, Linky?"
She shivered and curled herself up inside of the stuff, the new clothes,
glancing over at him with a smile-- knowing how sweet he
was.
"Well, I can't really judge,
but I was out for about eight hours, I think. So, you were out for ten hours
altogether, this has been a hell of a long temple." He shrugged a shoulder,
not even noticing that he cursed, it was as if in this situation that nothing
mattered, not even bad
words.
She nodded back and floated
over towards where the key was, assigning the lock by snapping the key inside
and the rest of it slid down and melted. Two more keys remained for they're
beckoning, feeling confident that they couldn't run into a locked door, the
keys always made her feel this way. With another key gone, this door was
sort of like the doors from the Forest Temple; it was made of wood (not Deku,
of course.) That was just, since the door had no handle and when the young
boy walked ahead and stood infront of the door, hands at his sides. Automatically
the thing slid open towards him, giving access from the young boy to a new
room, one that just beckoned to be
explored.
This new room was a complete
duplicate of the other one with the stones, except where stone had stood
in the old room, lava replaced in this room. It was duplicated because the
thing was in the same shape as the last one, on further inspection it was
known that the room was shaped in a half circle. Half a circle for each room,
though, it wasn't that the whole thing together was a whole circle, the room
in the middle some sort of barrier. What was guessed had to be that this
stupid middle room had those bars that led to the other room, of no importance
for them ever. Two halves were put together and she guessed that this made
a complete circle, and what a circle of madness it would of
made.
Just giving a glance around
the room made each of their stomachs churn, for this was not going to be
a very nice ride through. In this room was a small gate that ran over the
entire room, it held up by the ceiling supports, so that you couldn't fall
in the hot lava below. She and Link was sited on a small platform before
the metal, safe from something that might of tried to get at their legs or
something. Nothing could get through the gate made of metal, that was secured
tightly by the small holes that fire might be able to seep through. That
was bad, for there were Red Bubbles below, where the thing broke off into
another (there were actually two with close
speculation).
"Link, you ready for this?"
She was staring at him; her eyes were close towards the ground, seeing that
the bubbles didn't hide under the bridge, just under the huge
gaps.
"Yea, I think I am, let's
just do it and get it over with." Blowing out the blonde tresses from his
eyes, he pulled them over so they were out of the way and leapt the first
gap to the end. That was when his gape almost got thrown off, something turned
up around him, making him spin around and see that a wall of flames was at
him. The flames were baring towards him, some sort of defensive mechanism
to protect the people and kill intruders in this place. Out of all of his
deals, he had to deal with something like this bearing towards him; it was
almost too bad to be true-- if so rudely used. Traps were bad since he was
trying to save it, though you couldn't stop things from the past, things
made that people were long dead from the making, no one to
blame.
Singed a little from the back, the pain not that apparent, the breeze through
here wasn't going to be as simple as he thought, the little bubbles were
the least of his worries. Taking off in a gallop, the flames didn't catch
up to him, as if they were meant for the lazy or slow Gorons, though they
were naturally slow. Yea, that gave him an advantage, for soon he was at
the gap in the middle, leaping across the thing without a stupid bubble coming
out for him. When he was across, that thing snapped, missing him up by a
few feet, causing him to take off incase the Bubble jumped up and decided
that it was mealtime. Link was sick of those dogs, he had had enough trouble
with them in the first temple, and this time around wasn't going to be the
same mistake.
While he pounded away at the flames, Navi was busy trying to find a way to
get rid of the flames, her past experiences not working in the last. Nothing
seemed to be working against this creature, the tactics she used was sort
of abnormal, wishing that maybe she had some water on her. At first she had
tried blasting it with all the types of rays she had, none of them working,
they just seemed to annoy the fire and making it increase speed. Not the
thing she was going for, the young girl continued to think of ways, tearing
some of the cape and throwing it in the fire, the small threat erupting out.
That was a bad thing, the fireproof cape had disappeared in the flames, only
an inch of it, so Link didn't even notice that it was gone.
Now she had one last idea, readying herself to attempt it, but swallowing
and shuddering when he leapt over the gape, helping him across. The flames
were coming closer and closer at the moment, knowing that they would be upon
him before he was able to get away. Only choice she had was to dive into
the stuff, regretting how the sacrifice would be, although glad he would
escape unharmed. Not even warning her boy about what she was doing, the veil
shined a bright red, as she slowed her energy into one big attack. This would
burn up her and the energy, slowing it down for him to get away, knowing
it would end and flaring down towards the wall.
Yelping out in pain, she felt a hand smack her, flying forwards and disappearing
over the end of the metal, seeing there was a rocky mountain just ahead of
them. She saw as she flew, that Link had smacked her and leapt off with her,
slamming into the rock with a pulverize cry of pain. Now before he could
have slammed there, he only hit the sides when the idea of curling up was
in his mind, that way to protect him. Rolling up as he came, the roll protected
his body, making a few bruises on him, saving him the trouble of burning
up at this place. When the flames came towards the end of the rock, it turned
back around and went the other way, the trap only ending there.
"You are so stupid, my fairie." He chuckled a little and stared towards the
ground, the tears leaking from his eyes, staring at her with them red as
his tunic.
Staring at him confused, it took her a few seconds to comprehend it and then
she just let out a little chuckle of nervousness and came up towards him,
hugging the boy's face, trying to calm him. It was so strange how the emotions
felt, knowing she had meant to kill herself just for him, though not thinking
he deserved as much. Tears streamed harder and harder down his cheeks, not
noticing anything in the world, everything else was ignorance, and this was
bliss. Pure and simple bliss was the only way to give it; nothing else would
have separated them, even if Volvagia showed its face here now. Her affection
towards him caused more sobs to break down, the boy hardly aware of whom
or what was watching him, sort of sensing
something.
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That trap was meant to incinerate everything, it was meant to kill everyone
in the room, but luckily you had someone good on your side. That side-- whichever
one it would be--would prevail or no one would survive, it was as simple
as that, the switch had been thrown. He just wasn't ready to face it, he
wasn't prepared to deal with the consequences, and when she had thrown herself,
he knew that the hero would die. Of the death would cause him to break down
and probably throw himself into the lava, knowing how dependent he was on
that fairie. After all, he had faced him in battle and the source of the
battle had been that the fairie would have died, that sped up his power and
vigil.
Deciphering the trap had to be
one within the shadows, though it was done with some skill, remembering what
had happened only a few days ago. It was weird, the medallion powers, though
it wasn't a bad thing that it had activated (bad in here, he wished he had
started with the water.) That way, in here he could have done the entire
one in just a short while, maybe the medallion of water could floor the volcano.
This place was messed up; his powers weren't well developed more than they
weren't should be he thought the temples were supposed to be easier as they
went on. Maybe the boy had gotten it wrong and that they could have been
done in a back-wards situation, whatever the case, it had to be done since
the hero was deep inside of here.
Somehow he will survive this, the thoughts rambled on, as he followed them
onward, never keeping in the sight of them, somehow seeing that ht would
fail them if that happened.
No more turning back, that was for sure, it was last thing that he wanted;
for the hero to just give himself up, then he would have to show. Maybe somehow
it had to do with being abandoned, or the fact that no one was around to
show the love to anymore, everyone was dead. A whole race wiped out because
of the despicable Hylians and now he was helping them, the biggest one of
them all--even if he didn't think it at first. That was just some stupid
cover -up, he knew he was a Hylian now, so there was justifying his ignorance
about his past anymore. Shiek hated showing himself to people, it was degrading
to reveal his presence, and to be detected by people made him even
angrier
Maybe it would get better as they went out, that was all that he hoped for,
he didn't want to have to save the legendary Hero of Time's ass. The Volvagia
was being dealt with at this time so that it couldn't come for Link early;
a boss of the Gorons was taking care of that. Shiek forgot his name, though
he was a strong man, he wouldn't last much longer against the evil dragon,
the hammer wasn't set. Without that tool, defeating the monster would be
useless; the man had tried to brave the temple and had given up about at
this part. So he hoped that Link wouldn't do the same, since now he would
have to give on and retrieve that beautiful hammer to strike down a
reptile.
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Whatever luck was in store had sure given them out in the end, it had ended
the triumph of losing and entailed a new dungeon for the both of them. Above
the way they set was a small set of steps that they had to climb (the giant
steps like before) these a few more and trailing them in ten minutes. Reaching
the top of the area, he glanced around and saw that there was triangle-shaped
gate right at his side, a barred door that was empty. A chest was there,
but someone had invaded it, he hoping that maybe the map would have been
there, though it was long-gone now. His newest door had a key, using the
second-to-last key and getting even more unhopeful as the chains melted away
and that door slid open, going inside with all force in mind.
We're back in the boulder maze, great! From where they stood, they were at
the top of the maze that Navi had described a while back, this one now looking
the same as it had ten hours ago. Boulders were tall enough to knock him
back, so when he jumped, he'd have to be careful not to jump infront of one
and lose his footing. That would cause them a whole commotion of going back
through the maze--not to mention being squashed to death by the rock. Glancing
around each top of the pillars, he spied where the place she had let the
Goron out, seeing it was at the other side of the room. Denying that pleasure,
Link hopped from away from the doorway and a few spaces over, exploring the
entire room with his eyes.
"Where shall we go, Link?" Resting on his shoulder, she didn't notice anything
in the weird, everything was ordinary, something to take into the
view.
"We could try by just exploring the floors, nothing else seems to be working."
Walls were bare and had no potent to break with the feel of a sword or that
of a bomb; the cage he viewed was empty with no hidden rooms.
Stance of their footing was sort of eerie, it was the place they had heard
the person crying out and a giant crack was in their way. Down at it was
this huge crack, nothing like he had ever seen the air from below even bustling
out and letting him feel the cool atmosphere. Taking out a small bomb, he
tucked it down inside and pressed the fuse, leaping over to the previous
ledge, and covering his ears. On impact the thing blew up, chunks sinking
down and revaluing a huge hole, the screams even louder now that the barrier
was gone. Leaping for the new area, he caught his balance since the footing
area was smaller than before, most of the top gone from the
explosion.
"Navi, could you go down there and explore.I would, but I don't see a way
down and it's completely black." He grinned a chuckle and leaped back across
where the old ledge was, sitting on the skinny slap of rock, staring back
at her.
"Sure, Link, I'll be right back." With a small smile to her lips, she just
glinted back at him with that grin and fluttered down in the darkness, feeling
something familiar. The scent was something she smelt, of course knowing
that the room had to be the one with the fire that they escaped from. A switch
was down there, the exact room that had been covered up from before, the
switch right outside and inside was a crying Goron. Letting the thing free,
it stayed in the cage noticed that the place was empty and dashed against
a wall, making her way out of her and into the temple.
She would have to do this on her own; knowing it was one of the first females
of the race that he had ever seen the eyes more glamorous. Almost a beautiful
aura was around her, not as beautiful as the Hylians or Humans, though pretty
in comparison to maybe some of the uglier races. The blonde hair was a bit
longer than that of the other rock-eaters, a little slimmer than before,
though muscles were seen pulsing all about. Making her think the females
may have been the more dominant than the males, for the guts weren't on them,
though beer may have been a cause. Guys could have been good alcohol drinkers,
which would explain the so-called 'beer-bellies' there were on them, that
did happen.
Where she stood was another key, almost baffled that all these people had
keys, maybe they were assigned them for a reason. Volvagia may have wanted
someone to face him, so he just left them behind and the Gorons would explain
that they would want to keep them and said they found them. It didn't explain
the death in the other room--with that Navi dropped the subject and starting
floating away from the cell, scared. She didn't want to think about that,
that one had been the straw that broke the camel's back, something that they
would never speak of.
"Nothing will happen, I will just forget it and it'll go away." She whispered
on the way out, and the funny thing was that it did disappear, the voices
not even bothering her about that worry.
On the way out, nothing was boiling through her mind, she only minded that
the key was in her way, becoming somewhat of a heavy burden. Burdens were
all right to carry for her boy; she would be able to keep for herself until
the light on his face was beaming about the present. The way out was incredible,
how the darkness broke into light, how the light, the dream revealing itself
back to her, conquered the evil. It was scary, she could remember vague parts
of it--just like every other dream she had ever head-- though some parts
were so dumb. Darkness was gone all the way as the holy matrimony opened
itself, the young boy watching her float out of the area, key in her
arms.
"Navi, how sweet of you!" He was like a giggling schoolgirl, the way he sat,
not sitting up, but the arms opening to embrace the one whom retrieved something
for him. No, he wasn't ignoring her when he grabbed for the key; this was
just his way to tell that the item had to be given before importance. He
guessed that there had been a Goron (hearing a crash) so he knew it wasn't
dead and just went out on its own, through a wall it seemed. At long last
she appeared near him, the boy clinking the key to the ring and slipping
it back in, his fingers curling around her. There the embrace went in, gathering
her up tighter and pressing her against him; the burden she had suffered
disappeared there.
Confusion plastered upon his face as he glanced for a door, where were they
to go since a key had been found, he had seen none. Hopping across each of
the ledges without the slightest inability to where he would fall, the kid
went for the gate where the Goron had been. Yea, there just had to be a hidden
door there, that was the only chance that they had, to find a hidden door,
no way they were going back. There was maybe a door in the room where the
flames chased them, but Link was no taking the chance of getting burnt again.
He had not even considering looking around back then, so seeing or noticing
any door was impossible, that was good enough for this young one.
At last, the boy stopped right at the gate and viewed the jump; it was quite
a long one than the ledges had been this one at least thirteen feet. Staring
at the deep distance was something incredible, he could have been jumped
this thing when he was smaller, though the situation was different now. Legs
were longer; making more room for some strong kicks, though leaping could
have been a little shorter with the larger appendages. Gulping in some air,
he bent down and stretched his bones out, cracking some as he prepared for
the long run that was in order. Crossing those legs in an Indian-styled position,
Link stared forward at the ground, trying to measure his aura and further
his jump.
"Think I can make it?" He whispered softly to his fairie, looking at the
height, also staring down to see none of the rocks were in his way that was
good.
"Yea, give it a try. If you mess up, I am sure I can pick you up and pull
you back up, or catch you in the air." She nodded, her power was stronger,
and she wasn't able to handle his larger body, though now her confidence
had grown as long as they had been at this,
Pulling himself up and glancing nervously at his young girl, he backed up
the entire length of the slap, summoning up the courage once more. Running
full speed, he jumped the entire length, seeing that he would indeed make
it, as those legs slapped on the edges of it. Crying out as the edge would
either push him over or throw him across, something pushed him forward and
slammed him into the wall. As he flew through the small square, the place
he slammed opened itself up to reveal another hidden door for just the taking.
Being locked, the thing was easily opened up and the third key sunk inside
of there, giving them a duo of keys left to explore with.
"Navi, what happened?" He was flushed with embarrassment for missing the
jump; something had to have pushed him away, given him fair
balance.
"It was me, I saw you weren't gonna make it, so I pushed you across." Patted
on the head for her good deeds, the boy nodded sweetly towards his partner
and glanced at the door that had opened up.
"Oh great." He sunk inside of the next room, the fairie floating over forward
a few paces and screaming back in fear, as a sudden flame appeared a few
inches near her. Scooped up by the young boy, the C-shaped room was an odd
one, there was nothing in this room (from what the eye could see) except
small poles. Navi had ventured between one and that was where the fire ignited,
trying to burn her into a fried little girl, instead of herself. A terrible
thing, another one of those stupid traps, he believed that this temple had
more traps than the Forest one, and they would just get harder and harder.
Well, this would have to be dubbed 'fire curtains', the name just seemed
to click well with that, picking up some rocks and testing the curtains
out.
"Flame Curtains, I have heard of these." Navi gathered up a few rocks of
her own, and threw the first one at in-between the flares, watching as they
caught fire and burnt.
Link caught up with the idea of the trend, so he reached for the rocks piled
into his hands and threw five into the five different directions. Four of
the rocks blew up in the flames, each of them disappearing except the last
one, the one in the northwestern direction, that one just went through. With
the joy blasted in his face, he ran for the direction, passing through with
no harm to his body at all, gathering up more rocks. Each time they passed
by an area of the curtains, they would throw rocks and that would be just
fine with them, it saved time. A lot of curtains were in this place, so many
that they were afraid that the rocks wouldn't last; though it wasn't very
likely. This room was made of solid soil, different from the other rooms
of rock; it was as if this was the only way to get through this little
puzzle.
At long last the time was given up and the two ran into a set of five curtains,
throwing all rocks and seeing as all of them blew up in their hands. Blinking
out, he thought that maybe it was a mistake and threw the last five rocks
inside his palms, the curiosity all used when they burned. Gasping in confusion,
he didn't get to surreal his surroundings until his fairie tapped him on
the shoulder and pointed to his left-hand side. To his left was a small stone
structure, bearing nothing in particular, though when the right-hand side
came up, that's where the money was. There was a simply locked door, this
one ready for the taking, meaning that going on was going to be impossible,
since the flames rose to the ceiling.
"Navi, I see something beyond us, it is like a platform, wonder why we can't
go there?" Taking the second to last key off of the rink and sinking it in,
the despair of no keys was flowing through his blood, denying it
intentionally.
"I don't see a door ahead, not even a chest, so there isn't anything there,
even if we could get across." Navi would test this by throwing her last rock
not at the curtains; she threw them above them, seeing the flames did indeed
extend to the wall. The rock sailed through the air, not even reaching end
of the place, stopping exactly where Navi had halted, a few feet before.
It turned to pure dust and she smiled towards the boy with a small shrug
that they weren't going over there any time this century. With a grin back
towards the faire, he watched the door open peeking through and seeing nothing
in the way that meant surprise was in order. Biting his lip, reaching for
the Hookshot, as though he would need it, the young kid stepped through the
door and prepared himself.
As soon as footfall was in the room, the door slammed shut, revealing that
something was about to happen in this little room. Crying out, thinking maybe
that the boss was going to come early, the Hookshot was aimed through the
air, trying to scan the darkness for something. To his avail, the entire
place consumed in the blackness, a ring of fire seemed to be propelled in
the air, not near the ground, floating. Link knew it couldn't be, the fire
had to be placed on something, something that was a platform or a weird kind
of elevator. Whichever the case, he wasn't waiting for this and jumped up
and down, hoping that some sort of lit energy would light up the
room.
No such thing, all that happened was a screech came out in the room, the
same kind he had heard when Kaci was kidnapped. This wasn't exactly the same,
the scream made him shiver a little, though not as much as the earlier had
been, something of a cousin to this one. Not able to see it, the appearance
from the darkness was a dark silhouette, the scent smelt just like the one
from before--gunpowder. Reaching for his gloves, he ripped them off and threw
them aside, the Triforce symbol lighting itself up, and blowing across the
entire room. Yes, the entire light lighted the room; it wasn't like what
had happened in deep caverns, this thing had brightened the entire
area.
It was only a twelve feet long room, reaching up about thirty feet, though
not enough room for a particularly big battle with a dragon. His prayers
were answered once the thing revealed itself, not a dragon at all; this creature
was exactly the same as the one from before. It was dressed in a beautiful
blue cape of fire, the flames interrupting his eyes, to glance past them
and see that it was only a play. Yes, this creature was nothing but a small
little bomb, a living bomb, the fuse were just past the ruby eyes, them glancing
at him evilly. Now, no one could regularly see this, it was a sense down
inside of him, his particular eyesight also helped him reveal the creature.
There seemed no way to get the stupid creature out of its alcove, though
Link had a small plan up his sleeve, gripping the Hookshot
tighter.
"Link, it is called a Flame Dancer! Its cape is just a cover up, you have
to find a way to draw it out!" Navi screamed over the flames of the evil
monster, and the aura that was over the huge block--looking like the ones
that drug across the lava. She guessed it would bring them up to the next
level, since there was a clear hole in the ceiling that was just the same
size as block was. Charging up a small aura, she fired a beam at the creature,
it denting and un-lighting the cape some, becoming back to normal colour
in a matter of seconds. That wasn't going to work, hitting it with energy
is what the cape was probably made for, it absorbed the attacks and didn't
hurt user. Speaking out the weakness to the boy seemed to empower him; she
guessed that he had had an idea about how to kill it and with her true facts
had just done it.
The monster screamed out in fury and shot began to spin around, as it spun,
little spikes had shot from its body and were heading towards him. Crying
out in surprise, Link gathered Navi and spun around, ducking down as some
of the spikes hailed over his small body. As a child this would have been
a lot easier, now he had to take the chance of being hit somewhere, the entire
shield didn't cover his body. Yes, they zipped through, him curled up in
a ball so none of the spikes would have gotten at his ears of head, and all
the ones that hit were for his body. The good thing was that the cape was
protecting spots that weren't protected, the spikes consisting of fire-elemented
attacks.
I think we'll survive this, his thoughts were saying when one of the spikes
hit him in the middle of the shield, the thing sending him flying across
the room and into a wall. Grunting with pain of the bruises, he brushed his
body off and spun around in anger, the last of the spikes had already come
and gone. He was quite lucky the thing had run out of them, he hadn't even
known and could have been hit with full force of sharp objects. What had
happened was the spikes were getting explosive, they only hitting the cape
and tearing a few holes in it, this one hitting the shield itself. Yes, the
cape had stopped the blast, now his back hurting like hell and bruises all
over his face and chest area, agony in it.
"Link, are you okay!" Firing up a blast right for the head, not a blast that
would hurt him, a paralyzing blast that would knock him out of commission
for now. Navi had just expected it to stop and float in the air, though to
her surprise she was met with a wonder beyond the wonders. That was a savior
key, for it couldn't control that stupid flaming suit and it disappeared,
the thing falling to the ground with a cry. It was zapped with another paralyzing
beam, Navi seeming to be able to take the energy it drained from her, not
as bad as before. She just let out a cry of joy and surrounded him, checking
him for any wounds he might have collected against the spike that had
blown.
"I'm fine, 'Nav." It was a nickname he had thought up a few nights before,
sort of what she called him; he smiled towards her and saw the
creature.
"Link, those things are explosive, but I found a way to get it out of the
suit, you see! I know it'll drain me, but I can take the pain." She knew
that even about seven blasts would make her pass out from exhaustion, though
it wouldn't take that long to get the one dead.
"I got it, Nav', we just use the hook!" Spinning around, the monster still
frozen in place, Link got for the Hookshot and launched out at towards that
stupid monster. The hook slammed down inside of the monster, the thing was
smaller than the Hookshot itself, so he thought that maybe this was the end.
Blue fire must have been the last suit of armour on the creature, for as
the thing was hooked on, it propelled back to the user. The hero had the
Master Sword ready, and just like an ancient Japanese Samurai, he created
a slicing attack across the creature. Sheathing in the sword with a magical
embrace, the creature--no longer on the hook) slid into two separate pieces,
blood gushing from within.
With remorse in the soul, the young hero had the Hookshot held in his hand,
keeping it held there as the flames disappeared. The body began to light
up, remembering the Dodongos, so he got away from it as the carcass blew
itself up right then and there. Right where the elevator was, the flames
disappeared and gave him a way to step upon them, giving a nod to the thing
as if it spoke. Stepping on the switched proved it was an elevator, for it
brought him to the fourth level of this entire place, enchanting his desire.
The room was a familiar shade of dark green, the colours he had imagined
all so before, groaning that maybe he made a wrong turn.
"Are we." He gasped and stared around, the room seeming so familiar to the
last one, that he couldn't help but cry out in agony from being
misled.
"I'm pretty sure we aren't, Linky, you just need to hang on." She went throughout
the room and examined all the rooms, her eyes pretty misty from the way the
aura left, exploring the smaller room.
"Is it?" He whispered when she returned to him, letting out deep hyperventilating
breaths, this place was going to kill him, with or without the
tunic.
"No, Linky, it's okay. This isn't the same room, it just looks the same,
take a look around!" The boy did what the fairie asked, and to his surprise
this wasn't the same room at all, the details gave that quickly away. Giant
stairs weren't there, only a small crystal and the gate of flames, the stairs
a main key factor in realizing where he exactly was. That just proved he
was in another room, the agony disappearing and a sudden reeling of triumph
appearing inside of his very own soul. Even without a map or anything to
guide him, he knew that he was near the area of the end of this place, it
just had to be the very last one coming up.
His fairie had given him confidence, and for that he would always love her,
a small smile beaming his lips as he stood and waited for her. She struck
the crystal with a Ki shot and zoomed up towards him, he already up the smaller
pillar of stairs and climbing up until the end came. About twenty minutes
instead of the longer time he had spent another room like before had appeared
the room that led to another room. Picking the last key of his off of the
ring (leaving it there because newer ones would eventually come)--he just
slid it inside of the hole. Melting away, he didn't even wait for it to open
before slamming against the door and propelling it open for the kid, a bigger
room than ever.
Grunting with anticipation, the hexagonal-shaped room was something of a
disappointment, not the end of the room, for one he hadn't that beautiful
key. Two, he needed something to extinguish the flames from that pillar so
he could get across to that place and open up the door. Now, all he was near
had to be a long path that led to a chest that was surrounded by flames,
a small switch as his side, probably that opened the switch. Wanting to be
a little daring, not caring that the Keese from above were headed for him--or
would be since they hadn't even noticed him. That was in mind with a footing
slammed down onto the switch, the timer getting off and taking off like a
wild horse in a race it wanted to win.
"L-Link, wait!" She screamed out as he took off, the footing was light so
not to disturb the birds of prey, that was the last thing that he or she
needed.
"No time, Navi, cover me!" He screamed back, turning around and flashing
a grin at him, at that moment screwing up his chance of getting through
single-handedly. When he turned around to smile, he lost his footing and
tripped upon the ground, falling down the bath and down into the darkness.
Navi's eyes widened and she took up after him, seeing he fell off to the
left-hand side, hoping it wasn't as deep as the other side. She had only
seen that the right-hand side was full of blackness, the right one had always
been guarded by where the Keese circled around. It was apparent she was scared
of how deep the fall was, if she could catch him in time, and knowing that
if he died--the cause would have been her fault, and a stupid one.
She sailed over the horizon, her fear implicating from relief to the over
expression of laughter when she saw exactly where he was. Poor Link hadn't
seen that there was a small amount of stairs down there, falling off and
hitting his head against the solid stone. Laughter was the best medicine
in this case, the fear of him dying disappearing even that the Kesse heard
her was gone from view. All that mattered now was that he was going to be
just fine, maybe a few bumps on the head, and a sore pride was there. Now
clutching his hurt head, the hat off to the side, not even noticing anyone
in particular, the laughter seemed to seep through his ears.
"Navi, stop laughing!" A huge bump was pulled on where his head was, pulling
the hat from the ground, dusting it off, and slamming the piece of him back
on his head.
"I-I'm sorry.I.just thought you were going to.d-die!" She burst out into
another stream of giggles when she thought about the bump and how she wouldn't
be able to enjoy the new pillow that he had gained.
"I don't see anything funny, be quiet or they'll hear!" He whispered in a
hushed tone, hearing that the timer was still ticking, and putting his hands
up to push him over the edge, climbing back up. Only about four feet, he
yanked himself back up the path and took off down towards it, keeping the
footing back up now. There was no time to pull out the bow and kill the altered
Keese, he needed Navi for that and wished she would come through to him.
Running the way over, he sort of admitted that if the roles had been reversed
he would of burst into a stream of laughter, all the same. There was no doubt
this was how she coped with sadness, knowing she would have been horrified
had the land not been of stone and of the exact opposite--nothing.
It was better that way, Navi couldn't have put her hands down on the switch
and opened it, so the only thing she could do now was provide a cover- feature.
Not wanting to waste his arrows--she guessed--Link just ran along the thing
path, sometimes losing his balance and having to be pulled back. The good
thing was that it opened up and left him with the path getting a bit wider,
the necessity of being knocked off wasn't apparent. Creatures were starting
to notice him, knowing he was going for the brown-shaped chest (probably
the temples' weapon.) Maybe a defense system for them, they began to fly
along the paths, wanting to strike him down for what he was seeking, the
legendary weapon.
Summoning up some measly energy attacks, they didn't drain her at all, and
best was that there were only Flaming Kesse in this room. If anything else
and she would be warped, but they have been facing these guys since the legendary
Spiritual Stone of Fire. The blasts sent the things to cry out in pain and
sink down into the darkness, not even getting close enough to touch the tiles.
Others were blasted and sank on the small path that Link had fallen on just
before, not even getting close to the path Link was on. True that this thing
was getting a little boring, the monsters couldn't even shoot projectiles,
at least it would be more fun by that.
At long last he reached the end of the path, the light beginning to flicker,
which meant the flames were about to ignite, though Link was ready. Leaping
forward with force, he didn't even stop and hit the ground, his hands grabbed
the end of the chest and flipped forward, tearing the thing away from the
block. He flipped from the chest and fell off to the side, grunting as the
wall pressed against his tender wounds, giving him some time to whine. At
least the thing didn't go over the edge, he'd have to curse himself it if
did--all the chest did was move in the air at the wall. The chest slammed
into the wall, shattering to part and with that something pushed its way
out, moving towards him, a shining metal.
"Link, I think that's that." While he recuperated his small bruises, aching
for this place to end, she fluttered over towards the large tool and tried
to lift it. As hard as she tried, she just couldn't move the tool, seeing
that what had to be a giant hammer, this weapon was encrypted in the Goron
language. Ignoring the script, for now, she saw that the end was made of
a beautiful ruby, having grips on it so that it could have been lifted. Metal
was the shiniest one he ever saw--beating the Master Sword-- that it gave
the feel of a giant hammer; the end you hit with was larger. The smaller
end was the other part of the hammer, this one solid instead of two markers
to pull out nails--like regular hammers were.
"Navi, what's it say?" He was still leaned up against the wall, reaching
into his backpack and taking out some 1st Aid tape, wrapping it around the
bruises on his chest.
"It says that 'this ancient hammer is for the one of the chosen hero, the
one who is not divided by race, a hero to all of them, one that shall be
protected through the ages shall wield the Megaton Hammer.' Also it speaks
of the grips on the side measure for the weight of what the person can lift,
that means if it chooses you, you don't have to worry about it becoming to
heavy. I can't lift it, so I am not chosen." That's why she couldn't bring
it to him, just waiting by the hammer for him to get the power to stand up
and get to the new tool.
He nodded and yanked himself up, it wasn't that he was out of power or anything,
he just felt so tired after being hurled into so many walls. Reaching the
hammer, the size seeming to him feel a little weak, the Hookshot was inside
of his backpack now, reaching for the tool and pulling it up. The Megaton
seemed to shrink in his hands, originally meant for a powerful Goron, it
was twelve feet when he first saw it, now at about five. Five feet was just
enough for him, the weight also sinking down a few tons, this thing was good
enough for him to bare alone, now. Breathing a sigh, it felt a littler heavier
than the Master Sword did, so he could not hold it for one hand, spinning
around was his only defense.
"How does it feel? It looks like it weights a lot, but I mean you have gotten
stronger, and the thing shrank itself when you picked it up." She appeared
by his side, she had spotted a small little hole in the ground where something
was sticking up, having an idea how to get out of this new room.
"It feels all right, I mean.I can't get my shield, this is a two-handed weapon,
that's for sure." He smiled and glanced around the room, the only exit was
down in the path, that led to the elevator room, there wasn't any other
way.
"Link, try smashing this block, it is big enough for you to fit through,
I am sure it must be an exit." She fluttered over the block with the tribal
face on it, this mark seeming to be the mark of the ancient Goron, or some
sort of demon.
Glancing at the scenery, he took a guess and prepared his hammer at the block,
pulling above his head and slamming all his weight into it. Muscle and sweat
poured as the hammer touched the stone, the thing sinking down into the ground,
the boy also on the block. The block just went down and disappeared, it was
going to the next floor below him, probably a hidden floor that the two of
them had missed. Navi tucked under his hat and stayed with him, so not to
lose him, as they would go down, that would be like the Water stone all over
again. With a squeal of surprise--not even expecting this to happen--he sank
into the ground, the hole disappearing with him, holding onto the thing for
dear
life.
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No one passed out; the small little blocked slammed right on the ground,
causing both of them to be thrown forward and off of it. The two of them
were inside of a small green room, this room filled with those blocks like
what they meant at the beginning of the temple. Where they landed was right
next to it, the imprint of a large door right behind it, the things not being
able to move them with sheer force. An idea popped into his brain, it was
the an idea that just might of worked, and one he could use whenever they
got back to the entrance. Grinning, he walked over to the large statues,
pushing them at first, seeing that indeed they couldn't be moved, and prepared
he.
Swinging the hammer like a baseball bat, he slammed it into the top part
of the statue, the thing falling aside and hitting the wall, blowing up.
Gasping with realization, his hammer fired a second time across the statue,
sending the body of it aside, this one also blowing up. Wincing at each of
the blasts, they weren't as powerful as when the Flame Dancer got after him
or the bombs that they always used. Each blast was all the way across the
room, so they didn't have to worry about the shards hitting any of them,
it was that they were perfectly safe. At long last, he slammed across the
smaller part, the imprint of an unlocked door in their way; a metal door
cracked open for them.
"Good idea, Link." She fluttered over for the door, helping the young boy
push on it, intrigued how he thought it up; they hadn't seen those things
before. Then she remembered the older room where they first entered, snapping
those small digits as the last of the door swung itself open. In this new
room was another green room with an elevator that didn't work, that was changed
when he slammed the new weapon into it. This room they were standing in was
completely empty, it was just a transport from one room to another, a vex
in the gateway. With some shaking, them on top, the hammer did its job as
the platform rose itself to the newest room, the previous one the
same.
A long L-shaped room was next, this one completely empty besides a switch
with a crescent moon upon it and a box right at his side. Stepping on the
switch didn't do anything, it just caused him to look at it with some
frustration, slamming it harder and still nothing. The thing must have been
renewed, the other switches must have been, and maybe no one had ever gotten
this far into the temple before. His courage was renewed when he realized
how good he was to get into her; it was great to have been nominated for
this thing. Groaning, the hammer sort of becoming a burden in some cases,
readied the hammer to put it down where the middle of the switch
was.
"Link, you are gonna try to put it down by force?" She surrounded the box,
illuminating from a pure red, back to a yellow, indicating that it was the
trick to putting this switch down.
"Yea, sitting on it won't do anything. You guess people haven't been down
here for a while, huh?"
"It seems so, those other switches have been checked." She smiled at the
beaming boy, which the boy slammed the hammer down towards the end of the
ground, hitting the crescent.
This slammed the switch down and all of a sudden, the wall that was ahead
slid down into rows and rows of stairs heading down into the ground. A secret
switch, it was, and with that another smaller switch was down there, him
grabbing one of those boxes and walking down there. Reason he brought the
box was because the switch down there was smaller than the others, reminding
him of the ones in Jabu were. When, at last, he reached the end; the thing
was put down on the switch, seeing that the bars around the door slid open
for him. Kicking the box aside caused the switch to push back, knowing full
well it would happen, it was triggered by weight put on it all the
time.
"Just like Jabu, eh?"
"Yea, so it seems." Link glanced at his fairie, the glints in his eyes revealing
that he indeed needed to talk about something, the same one
again.
"What is it, Linky?" She appeared right by his face, sitting on his nose
and staring down at her, the eyes somber with some forms of
compassion.
"I.you know what I want, if it doesn't go through." His eyes formed into
tears and he nodded, pointing that he indeed was a little injured, maybe
too injured to endure the fight against Volvagia.
"Link, please don't do this, I would never desert you. I don't care if it
is called disobeying you, but you aren't my master, and I will never contribute
to leaving you to die." She wiped those tears with her hand, the bigger one
able to push the tears away without the fear or being soaked down in
them.
Navi kept her silence, both heading for the new door and pressing upon it,
the thing bearing no handle and sliding itself open. With a sigh, the two
of them entered the room, finding another gateway was here, this room a sudden
green with the lift in the way. How long it would go on was up to the boy,
she just wanted to get this temple over and visit Kaci again, meaning she
was still around. A pain sulked in her heart, thinking that maybe the kid
was dead, that was bad, for it would have shrunk badly inside of his little
heart. No matter how old he looked in his body, the heart was still that
of a child, not being able to adjust his mind yet, though it would
eventually.
Slamming on the platform, the lift once again went a direction, this time
it went down instead of heading in the northward position. Leaving the
beautifully green room, he smiled as the room came to an end, getting the
feel of the end of the room appearing over here. When they set down right
at the bottom, he stepped off of the tan block, and stared around the room,
thinking that maybe he was imagining things. Where they faced the flame curtains,
they were in the same room as before, except just like it had been with the
boulder maze. Yes, they were above them, above the place where the flames
had so scared them on top of that structure that seemed to have no
end.
"We're back in the same room, but where do we, Navi?" He was staring up,
down around him, in the left and right directions, but there wasn't anywhere
to go, not a single place to view.
"Link, you are standing on a switch, silly." He stared down and love is it,
he was standing on a rusted switch, no door to open it, though it couldn't
have hurt to try it out. Stepping off of the switch, a few feet away from
now, the hammer was still lying in his hands--not an area to assign it now.
It would go inside his satchel, or maybe slipped into the side of the side
pack, which was the only ways, he could think of a place. Pulling the hammer
directly, the wall around him slid up, Link spinning around to see that a
door was hidden behind a propelling wall. Gasping, he walked over to the
unlocked door and crewed himself inside of it, the newest room being a sight
for some sore eyes.
He was on the second story of a room; the room below was a small cage that
concealed a Goron, the thing crying out for some sort of help. A sigh blew
through his lips, another rusted switch to his far right, not even knowing
how he could get across to the thirty feet jump. This jump couldn't be affected
with any power, it was too far across, and no way he would be able to climb
up the seven feet on the solid rock. Seven feet deep, he would be able to
jump down, something else baffling him that was sitting down right next to
that little switch. A blue block with the insignia of the Temple of Time
was right there, the large blocks that they had encountered in the Forest
Temple.
"Link, the Song of Time!" She squealed out, floating over to the switch and
slamming on it, the thing was no use, and since she couldn't pick the hammer
up, that made it even worse.
"Song of Time.ohh, yea, the blocks!" He had almost forgotten, so he retrieved
his ocarina and blew out the tune that was taught to him from the beautiful
Princess Zelda. The tune was the somber one, the one that just made you feel
the land crying out, and a very sad and beautiful tune he had learned. Blue
light appeared around the block, his face lighting up, as it didn't disappear
out of reach, the thing just moved ahead a few feet. Dragging like the ones
that he would punch, he knew what was going to happen next, the way it was
shaped just had to be a great thing. Slamming into the ground, the block
created a very good entrance, it was able for him to climb the block (it
only five feet tall) and then climb the rocks. Jumping across, he slammed
into the rock with two feet on there, the hands going and scrambling up towards
the rocks, able to scale the two feet. Already throwing the Megaton Hammer
across the land before he jumped, the boy scaled there with all his might,
getting up easily. Pulling back up the hammer, which reverted to its normal
form, he slammed it into the ground, the thing cage opening up from below.
Making his way down on the block, he saw the Goron had already tailed it,
a small key was left for him, the thing throwing it on the rock. Grinning,
he linked the last key and played the song once more, this time it appeared
on the side of rock he had gone through.
"Where do we go now, Nav'?" He whined, glancing in all directions--except
the door they came through, and saw that nothing was in his way, it was
empty.
"Well.I guess we go back, I mean there must be a way out, maybe a hole or
something on the other side of here, or something." Navi tried to add some
insight to the situation, though she was a little confused on where to go,
the temple wasn't over until they found that stupid key.
"There is another side?" He gasped and remembered back to the previous room,
there must have been, because the structure was a complete circle, the other
side he never thought of.
Nothing else was in this room, so he entered the door to whom he had come
in to get to this room, the second floor below him had nothing in it. On
the sides were no doors, so into the old room he went, glancing in all directions
for some sort of way to leave, some way to find a way back. In fact, he saw
that it was over their, another side of the circular platform that was in
the way, making his way to glance over towards it. Then he went around to
the other side, seeing that indeed there was a hole there, a small little
platform going upward and downward. Jumping on it as it came up, the thing
went down with the sudden weight, slamming down into a familiar looking room
by his side.
"Link--Link look, we're back in the middle room, on the platform!" Link had
sort of went out of it on the way out, knocking his head a little, though
when she whispered those words, he was up and at them.
"What, the room--the flames, how can that be?" Staring down at the ground,
they were in the middle slot, the pillar must have smothered out the flames,
enabling him access to here, but what about the key?
"I think I know where the key is, let's try the first way we came in, to
the right-hand side, there were some blocks like we knocked away, I am just
sure of it that behind those things just has to be a room to the
key."
"Wow, I was thinking of that, too. I mean, something has to be behind there,
since the other door was. Navi, you are a genius." Let out a squeal of joy
and leapt to the first platform, going over from the first one, heading to
the slab of rock that the door was on. Slipping through the cracked door,
into the Kesse grave that they had made when first entering that hellish
territorial place. Now that they knew it was almost over, relief of the burden
was on both of their shoulders, nervous that the Goron boss wasn't back.
Obviously this hammer was needed to crack the dragon's skull, or maybe it
wore some sort of mask that this hammer was powerful against. Either way,
this hammer would help him, guide him out and make that dragon regret it
was even summoned back to life by the evil Ganondorf.
Nodding all the courage displayed through his heart, he stood over the seven
feet tall statue, and the hammer prepped like a batter would. Grinning, he
remembered how they sometimes played games in the forest, baseball being
one of the favorites he loved to watch. Taking charge, he swung the Megaton
as the slots slid down one by one out into the wall, disappearing before
they could explode. His fear had been since the statue's height from the
wall up against the stairs was a very small area, just enough to survive
a blast. Luckily, it just tore through the wall and disappeared, about a
few seconds later, something exploding inside the wall, each having a feeling
what it was.
Yanking open the door, he ran into one of the very ending doors, gasping
in surprise that what was around this room, the things he had been dreading.
Enemies were not very in the Fire Temple, though as he peeked across the
corner, this room must have been where they were all residing. Although with
all the enemies in the room, he saw there weren't many in the Fire Temples--a
good variety of them didn't seem around. The things that pushed him, the
ones you could stomp out were varied about seven of them and flying Kesse
were storming in a dozen. Also around was a new enemy, something like he
hadn't seen before and just by the looks of it, he had the chills down his
spine.
"Look's like an enemy hold out." Navi whispered, scanning the ones that they
had seen before, though not taken the time to even give the best consent
too.
"Yea, they all must of thought I was coming later or something, so whatdya
got?" He wasn't looking at her right now, just glancing back and forward
to see if any of them had noticed him, and fortunately they weren't
noticing.
"The thing you stomped out is a Flame Slug, I'm pretty sure you know how
to get that, the other is called a Like-Like, yea I know, it's weird, but
I don't seem to have a reading on him, all it says is tunics and shields."
She spoke out for the boy to listen to; her advice had always seemed to save
him in the nick of times, now it seemed just confusing.
"Shields? What are you talking about?" Shields and tunics were like that
sort of riddle, that maybe attacking it with a shield would do more damage
then a little sword-slashing.
"I really don't know, I mean its confusing to me also." Navi's powers could
work against the slugs, though the first ones they would need to take out
were those damned Kesse. Her boy's powers could handle anything that these
enemies could have been dealt with in the younger state, all except the
Like-Like, that one was shrouded in mystery. Annoying was how much they could
be described, the creatures the most irritating that any of them had ever
run into--and guessed would ever confront. The slugs weren't a problem at
all, he could outrun and smother them with his boot, and he never had had
a problem with them. Since they were naturally slow, if he attacked them
last was quite up to the both of her boy, she knew he would probably go
strategically.
They could attack them from behind, or something, while she knew the slugs
were as slow as usual, the Like-Like so much bigger than the rest. Standing
beautifully seven feet, it could curl and twist its body in any position
it wanted, right now just staring off with that eyeless face. Sickly white
colour, it reminded one of a tapeworm, the slithering suck hole for a face
was open, no teeth apparent in its body. What it could do was probably swallow
someone, though she was baffled by the readings she got on this stupid creature's
data. Usually, she could scan anything and get a reading on it, but if its
energy was so dark that nothing came out (in Ganondorf's case.)
"You are ready for this, Navi, right?" His comfort was pressed, the boy reaching
down into his satchel for something, not yet able to retrieve it just at
this moment.
"I'm not ready, sweetheart, but I think I can survive."
"So, shall we get the Kesse first, and then go ahead with the slugs and the
Like-Like?" He was prepping his bow and arrow out, while she just fluttered
needlessly by his side with that red aura shimmering upward.
"Y-yea, I'm ready, just make sure that we don't get eaten." A nervous chuckle
entered her throat, she fluttering right above his head, so that the most
aerial Kesse could have been taken out. Her boy smiled at her, a gloved hand
coming up and rubbing against her small body, ensuring her that he would
never let anything happen to her. The courage was sparked back into her,
the form of her aura swirling around her hands and deliberating it into a
huge ball of energy. Not a lot of her energy, it would condense to kill a
small Kesse and take out several of the others with the aftershocks. That
was a new technique she had come up with, the attack that shot the afterwards,
killing or injuring the weaker one, while the stronger was hit on full
assault.
".Go on my mark." He whispered out to his fairie, she nodding in compensation
that this was indeed the only variable moment to attack the creature who
killed an innocent race.
Link prepped his hand and did karate chop to signify that it was time to
attack, time for the war to break out and slaughter ensuing. Leaping out
towards the right-hand side, he kept the jump in the air, landing on his
knees at the beginning of the wall and firing arrows. At first the things
didn't even hear him, since he was as silent as a mouse, not making the slightest
sound to ensue their confrontations. People who preformed war cries were
just asking for trouble, they wanted to be beaten and killed, that wasn't
what he wanted. Not even noticing what the young Navi did, all he did was
aim the arrows and shoot at the Kesse, the first one getting it dead in the
head.
She soon leapt out after him, letting out the blast at the first of the Kesse,
the one hitting the largest of her six--she was taking the ones on the left,
he on the right. With that, the aftershocks rumbled all over, altering the
monsters around and taking three more of those stupid Kesse out. The other
Kesse squealed in shock over the death of their siblings, them all blazing
a bright and headed over to the source of the killing. Maybe it was a bit
of competition for them, because when she looked over to Link, he grinned
and was firing two arrows at once. If it was a competition he wanted, that
was what he was going to get, she charging p another one of those huge balls,
it taking a few moments to let loose.
"How about a little competition!" Link yelled out to his faire, the slugs
beginning to slug over towards him at inches in a minute, the Like Likes
just spinning around angrily.
"All right, I've got three, how many to you have!" She wasn't staring ahead,
she had to keep her eyes closed when performing this slightly larger attack,
and the regular ones were done in her sleep.
"Five!" He screamed out, the last arrow sinking down into the last Kesse,
the arrows being thrown off to the side, while he reached behind the cape
and unsheathed the sword. Not even caring what was happening for Navi, he
would check in every now and then and see how she was doing on the monster-
wise. The Blade of Evil's bane was prepared up, as the slugs headed over
towards him, staying to the right so none of Navi's birds got him. With a
leap of power, he swung the sword forward and sliced that stupid fire slug
in half, the skin turning black as it died itself out. Stomping it, just
to make sure it wouldn't ignite itself once again, his ears were held with
a shriek, something of a monster that was heading out towards
him.
Spinning around, something hit the sword he was using for defense (the Megaton
now off with his arrow) and prepping him up against the wall. Letting out
a gasp of pain on his bruises, he stared deep into the eyes of something
strange, something familiar, though not in its true form. What he was staring
at was some sort of Goron, the skin so different that it was believed to
have been a Goron at some time. Not Daruina, it was one of the stronger males
of the tribe, scaling about a few inches below muscle mass in comparison
to the Goron king. What his hit sword was some sort of claws that were now
sticking out of those chubby fingers, the things almost as sharp as his
sword.
At long last, the sword broke away from him, flinging off to the side, the
claws of the monster working there way into his soft flesh. Now he wouldn't
cry, the right arm was being clawed at in a desperate manner, his hand reaching
for the Hookshot, another claw knocking that aside. Actually, the monster
just ripped his side back off his waist and threw it back into the wall with
the other weapons, leaving him defenseless. This was only when he had an
idea what to do something that he had wanted to do for the seven long years
of slumbering. Eyes filtering up with the tears, the pain and fear of dying,
he cried out his fairy name in the blubbering tone like he had with
Gohma.
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Navi was busy handling her own to catch anything of the action, the assortments
with the monsters had seemed to all has turned on her. She couldn't even
glance in another direction, the slugs eyeing her and she doing the exact
it to them, cursing at how her bad luck was there. No idea what was happening
to Link, the shriek hadn't let been ensued, so she figured maybe some
reinforcements had arrived. Since the action with Link, she was left with
six slugs heading towards her, each one gnashing hideous teeth that had seemed
to not be there. More dangerous to her, than to her partner, it was hard
to picture being eaten by a fire breathing slug, her third charge attack
hit up.
One had been fired before at a Like-Like, trying to get it out of the way,
the attack being sucked up by the thing, then roaring in pain as a little
blood dripped. Nothing else was wrong with it, just licking up the blood
with a long and nasty-looking tongue, seeming to grin a toothless one. Not
that the thing could move, it was stomped right where it would remain until
they came over towards the thing and approached it, she wishing it would
move. Although it was a long shot, it was thought that maybe this thing had
the key somewhere, maybe sitting on the box or had swallowed the key. That
would explain at how weird it was acting, no legs on it either, so the fact
could be that it couldn't move that bulbous body.
As if by destiny, the slugs had lined themselves up in a very hungry fashion,
one right behind the other, the teeth bared as they came closer. Whatever
fate there truly was, it was on her side when at that same time her aura
had stopped charging and coming to a complete shot. Forming the hands quickly
into a thick beam of energy, instead of the ball, she was switching strategies
and going for an over-kill. That would be the best of all, taking them out
with just one shot, this time the truth seeming to be revealed to the loving
fairie. Taking a chance and living some lives, she let loose the blast from
her hands, not wishing for aftershocks, but for something that went directly
through.
Here goes nothing. Pushing all her weight upon it, the beam bounced off her
body harmlessly and soared through the air for a few feet, coming to a halt
when they appeared. Nothing happened for a few seconds, the slugs obviously
not very intelligent when it came to the arts of energy, each of them sniffing
it. When sniffing it, nothing happened, the beam being manipulated by the
girls, whose arms were close for it to be still now. A curious one just happened
to stick its nose against the beam, not able to control it as the tip of
the nose was burned to a crisp. That alerted some instincts, the one who
was burned let out a cry of fury and backed up against the others, they still
in order.
It was actually sort of saddening; the creatures all had been in the way
when the beam shot through reach of them, reminding Navi of compassion. However,
that wasn't the case as the flames were dulled by the energy, each of them
being impaled all at once with the beam. Just like a sword, it stuck and
slammed down into the wall, the wall that was near Link, she only paying
attention that was happening to the creatures. Her full focus was on the
energy, making it radiate pulses of beams that would shatter and disfigure
their appearance even more than it had been. The energy remained there, not
disappearing, granting them her wish of a slow and painful death for residing
on the side of evil.
After a few minutes she was getting tired of this trouble and just resonated
one giant blast that made each of them sink down and burn into ashes. Leaving
the stupid ashes to rot and blow away, she was actually about to make the
beam disappear and collect the lost energy when she heard a shriek. Nothing
Hylian or Kokiiri, it sounded sort of like a Goron when it was pissed off,
but why would a rock-eater be angry with the two of them? Leaving the beam
where it was, she began to ponder it in the seconds that passed through her
mind, confusing her thoughts all up. With all six of the slugs gone, all
that remained was the Like-Like and Link and she, seeing no reason why a
Goron would have been here.
She was about to turn around a when a cry sent her down into the deep road
of remembrance, a cry that was always in her mind. Even though the voice
was deepened, sounding more like a teenager than a little child, she glanced
through her brain, eyes widening. Spinning around the entire length, she
saw that something had her boy, a dark Goron with the eyes of red, she fluttering
at its side with anger. H-how dare they hurt what was hers, it was an
unforgivable, something that just couldn't give the remorse to the entire
creature. Shaking with anger, she fired off as many of those Ki blasts as
she could at the things head, seeing the claws were digging deep in his
shoulder.
There wasn't a thing working, this entire place was like some sort of hellish
maze, the time when they thought it was good, and the worse turned out bad.
The shots cleared the stupid head of the rotting Goron, she scanning it and
getting no data, realizing just what this evil creature was. Similar ones
were Ingo and the thing that attacked them in the castle; they had been daemons
that were possessed by Hylian men. Now, these were the Gorons that were
possessed, she getting the idea that any race (even the Kokiiri) could have
been knocked by these things. No idea where they were, it was shrouded that
they were working for the Great Ganondorf, sort of like parasites that took
over your
mind.
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Crying out for his fairie once more, the thing was right in his face, so
that he couldn't speculate if she had heard him, or was dead her. With no
weapon in his hands, he did feel really weak; just like Shiek had said would
happen if he weren't properly trained in the arts. If they ever got out of
this, he would be trained by the mysterious Shinobi, and learn some fighting
styles incase this ever happened again. Pure strength against the monster
wasn't something that could work; the thing overpowered him, though if he
knew the arts of fighting, there were pressure points. Growling for his
incompetence, not even able to move his arms, he was pushed off the ground
and held up against the wall.
Fangs came out of his shoulder, the boy feeling the rustle of them as they
interloped out of the skin, fresh blood matting his new tunic. Prepping himself,
he stared deeply into the eyes of the Goron, them having changed from the
beautiful midnight colour, to a menacing red. How he detested red in some
ways, it was a beautiful colour, though he would forever think of blood from
this point on, after this was all over. Yes, he believed his fairie would
come through for him, there was no doubt he believed she heard his cry of
despair and fearful intentions. Nevertheless, he did prepare himself for
death, not yet ready to die, although denying the inevitable always seemed
to make you a restless spirit.
Death was not a pretty thing, it just wasn't something that he hoped it would
be, and the time would come when he would eventually die. He knew that he
would never be a Kokiiri, just like Hylian men he would age past this serene
age and enter his twenties, thirties, forties, and beyond. After that he
would start to get slower, older, and degenerate until finally he depended
on people for care, becoming like a baby again. How he wished it wasn't like
this, the cruel destiny that he would indeed die while the beautiful Saria
and wonderful Navi would live. As these thoughts brushed through his head,
a crackle of energy surrounded him, yanking him and launching him through
out the air.
A dying penalty is not what he deserves, were her thoughts when the special
something zapped against the air and knocked him carelessly out of the grasps
from the monster. It was gonna be a painful ending, though not as bad as
what would happen to the creature, now utterly confused by the actions. Not
even seeing Link disappear, the monster was looking up and down, seeing if
it's pray had some sort of teleportation attack. Navi just grinned; staring
off to the side with her palms open and motioning for the zap of energy to
come back to life for once more. This had been the energy that had zapped
Link away, it hadn't been harmful at all, and she could control if her power
was good or bad.
"You shan't' kill him!" That was when Link spun around, he not even being
able to see anything, though he knew in his heart that his protector had
been.
Screaming out in fury, she threw her hands forward, the beam that had been
stuck in the wall--still remained there--began to drag itself towards the
monster. It was so sad, for when it stared at the way Navi screamed the beam
penetrated through it and slit itself in half, keeping the monster intact.
Normal cases the monster would of slid in a complete half and died from the
point of losing his lower half, some blood loss. This wasn't the familiar
one here, because it kept the monster intact, she throwing her hands up to
the side and throwing it over at the other side. Monster on the beam was
thrown right into the mouth of the suckling Like-Like, she was going to kill
two birds with one stone.
Clapping her hands together in sort of an orderly fashion, she went from
her spot and over to Link, covering both of them with
the cape. Before anything happened, in the darkness with him, she was kissed
deeply, better than anything that she had ever received was. Not even
complaining, the kiss that he gave her was of happiness and joy, the tears
streaming down his eyes and covering the young fairie. She was soaked in
the tears, not caring in the least how salty she would become; there was
no feeling for what she could feel now. As she was done this way, he couldn't
help but be overjoyed, there was no words that could describe how happy he
was.
The explosion didn't even break the kiss, whatever happened out there, he
couldn't begin to guess, though he did hear the splatters of something. He
had to guess that maybe something had happened to the Like-Like, it was the
only one that could protrude that sort of feeling. Along with the splatters,
something clanged on the ground; it sort of sounded like a key that they
had heard from before, though larger. Just like the sound a silver key made
when it hit the ground, this one was a bit harder sounding than that one,
giving it an edge. Not that they stopped kissing, when the gut-shower was
finally over, he pulled off the cape, still locked lips with Navi, looking
in surprise.
Gasping for breath, he broke the hold as they looked around, seeing that
indeed she had shot that beam inside of the worm's giant mouth. At that time,
she covered them both up and clapped her hands to signal it was ready to
explode, them back in the corner they had started. Over in this corner, they
were safe from the guts and all that even the weapons of theirs weren't harmed
since they were so far away. Relief was in his mind, as he stared at his
feet, a golden key with a jewel stirred in the middle of it, no chest at
this time and place. Maybe there had been some sort of chest, the thing probably
under the worm and was blown sky-high when the energy went off.
"We're lucky the key wasn't destroyed.you are really something, you know
that?" When he broke the kiss, she had resided inside of his hand, though
now she wasn't speaking at all, her face was in the semi-conscious
state.
"Y-yea, I am going to rest, okies? Be sure to patch yourself up, Linky."
Not even waiting for a response, she clunked herself out to the world,
disappearing from the aura, the small aura-suit on to keep from
dying.
"Goodnight, my own." It was a term he had thought for her, it was like they
owned each other, and as the hands went through the pack and patched up his
hurt shoulder, he just thought of that.
I dunno what I would do without you. Picking up his weapons and supplying
them up, he slapped the side pack back on, and held the Goron's hammer in
both hands. She knew he wasn't ready to face the boss, so they would have
to wait a few minutes for her to regain her balance before Volvagia. Lifting
into his backpack, out came a small little slosh of water he had gotten from
the Kokiiri, the special water of the fairie-magic, preserving it for later.
The Boss key was tucked on the key ring, hanging from the pocket in his pack;
ready to be used when the door was coming into reach. Knowing exactly where
it was, he ran out of the empty room of blood--seeing no door to get out
of here and retraced his steps back into the main room.
What an empty tomb this temple has become, all because of us, his thoughts
rammed on as the door to the downstairs section creaked open. He let out
a shrugging sigh as he passed up the long case of stairs, coming over towards
the door to the left that had been cracked open for him. Who knew how long
they had been in here, though he guessed about fifteen hours was the better
predicament of the time, since they didn't sleep all night. Yea, they didn't
sleep all day like before in the dungeons, though this was longer than the
Forest Temple, hoping the same results came through. The same, except no
more of those visions of bad things, that was something he didn't think he
could keep up with, the torture of those photos in his head.
Slipping through the cracks, the molten lava was something of a remembering
feeling, spotting some pots off to the side, ignoring them, he wouldn't need
them. Fairies sometimes receded in temples; they were trapped by the evil
masters and inside plots of the ground, or pots, though he didn't need them.
Plus the trouble of getting over there was a bad case; it could be done with
the Hookshot, though getting back was a bad problem. Somehow in his heart,
as he hopped across the three platforms, he knew in his mind that nothing
would be need for this large battle. At last he reached the spot he had never
touched: the area that Daruina was at, the final confrontation was coming
forward.
Final battle was in place, and he needed his fairie all he could get, sitting
down on the ground and pulling her from where he tucked her. The hat was
out now, she residing in a corner, instead of near where he had bumped his
head retrieving the legendary hammer. Speaking of that, he put it aside for
a second and pulled out the thin bottle of fairie water, magical water that
would help. On Kokiiris it just subsided pain, though on fairies it did wake
them up and empower them back to full strength for about thirty minutes.
More than enough money to beat this dragon, he fed her the whole bottle,
since there wasn't that much left, pulling the little bottle back into his
backpack.
"Come on, you need to get up." Feeding the water did the trick, for a minute
later the eyes awoke themselves to the young boy, seeing that her power had
reserved.
"Hm, I am back to normal, how long have I been out?" She glanced at the room
where they were, seeing that maybe he had waited for her to get up to get
in the main battle--leaving Daruina alone to battle.
"You have been out about ten minutes, I took some of the Fairie Water we
had left and fed it to you, so we have more than enough time to battle through,
you can protect me if they get too rough." With a small stream of laughter,
he hoped up and took out the Boss Key, throwing it towards the lock, scoring
a pairing with it. Huge metal of gold sank off as the key went inside, the
last key of the temple out of the way, giving them more time to get ready
for it. Hammer he picked up, holding it in both hands, grinning towards the
steel doorway with no handle, someone was behind there. Whatever sealed down
there would have to be dealt with sooner or later, the sooner was better
than the latter, and everything else got ruined if you waited. Daruina and
someone were battling it out, whether it be some sort of dragon or even some
evil man dressed up like a dragon, if that was the case.
"Wow, I forgot about that completely. So, how do you plan on defending with
that stupid hammer in the way?" She was trying to be sort of smirk, the truth
was that the question was that of fear, that he wouldn't be able to get in
with his shield in time and be gnawed up into pieces.
"Navi, you see this hammer?" He reached with both hands and raised it into
the air, showing it off as if he had just retrieved the thing from chest
minutes ago.
"Yea, I see it." She was just staring at him like he had lost his mind, of
course she had seen the hammer, it was so huge, and who could miss the
thing?
"Shoot me with a Ki energy attack." That grin came up, he acting like the
big shot he never claimed to be, preparing the bat like some sort of batting
technique.
"Are you nuts, I could kill you, I have a lot of piqued up energy!" Her boy
was nuts if she thought he would directly fire an energy attack at him, and
why in the world would she want him to anyway? From the way he held that
hammer, he guessed that he could either deflect energy or even his own attacks,
or something like that. How surely she doubted that that would happen, and
there was no way to tell, for he couldn't make her do what he wanted. It
was a stupid move to make; he would end up weaker than before and lose against
this dragon just for trying to be so cockier than usual. Even on the half
chance that he could, if the boy could deflect it, there was the chance that
he would miss it and get himself injured.
"Fine, Nav. But the fact is, I can use this hammer as a defense against the
dragon's claws." He smiled a little and stared up at the door, those eyes
forming in the desperation of hope, a step forward revealed that it clanked
open. Well, it was so strange to be here, the darkness was forming in there,
though he didn't feel he was ready to face this monster with a clean face.
Backing up a few feet from there, he just glanced at the darkness, hating
the feeling when the room wasn't brightened, it was so unearthly. A pair
of hands pressed against his back, the hands making him stop in his tracks,
causing a burden to be lifted from his face. With a glance towards his back,
he saw the five-inch fairie was smiling down at him, the bigger form was
hers was so much enjoyable.
"I-I hope Daruina is okay." Just trying to make conversation before they
walked in the middle of hell
"I'm sure he's fine, Link, he is a tough ole' Goron." She smiled sweetly
towards him, making a gaze.
I'll be with you forever. That was what her gaze told him, the gaze was what
prepared him for this place, it was enough to make his heart swell with joy.
Instead of taking a few steps back, this time he took some back to the door
and stared down at it with those eyes glancing in every direction. Strange
to be in this situation, though he was ready for what was to come to him,
the dangers and flames ahead of the powers. Again, he knew that this was
only the second temple, there were three more of them, and they weren't even
halfway done with this quest. Gulping in breath, he just thought of her and
Saria, the only two he lived for in his live, the courage remaining and running
through the darkened
abyss.
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The pressure was going on, the battle lasted for as long as he could have
wanted it, there was nothing left in with this body, it was failing. No,
it wouldn't fail, for if the body failed then the spirit and soul would leave
forever and the race of the large body would have been ruined. Huge sword
held forward and clashed with the spiteful dragon, the one whom had been
racing with him for Din knows how long. This thing hadn't gotten tired over
this time and speed, the man having gotten tired, though Gorons did have
a nice recovery rate and could go days without rest. Although when that was
established, it didn't mean they were battling fucking dragons for about
fifteen hours or more straight!
Heats of the flames were all around on that small little platform that they
fought on, a piece of land that Volvagia had chewed off before. Now it had
carved some holes in the ground, not using them, though that would have to
mean that it was on the run to hide in there. This sword did nothing to it,
the head and body of it were impenetrable with some sort of skin, and the
head seemed weaker, though. A hammer of great measures may have cracked the
skull, but no one would have ever gotten through the hide he had been hacking
on. His initial plan had been to hack away until the skin gave away, though
more than half a day later he was still struggling to prove it to
himself.
That wasn't the worst of it, the creature was actually talking, could curse
him in the ancient Goron, a weird tongue he guessed was Dragonic, and even
the regular tongue. It was hard, for he explained what he had done to come
of the already extinct members of his race, how he loved the chopped up meat
of them. Only this was part of the plan, he guessed, for soon it saw he was
angry and let him beat out all his power on it, tiring him even further.
Having a temper now was not one the greatest things, it really was a burden
to deal with when every time he said something, you got mad. No amount of
anger would prove this, all he was doing would be a stupid self-sacrifice,
and he knew that regrouping for the hammer was much safer.
What Daruina should of done was head with Link in the temple, if they both
searched then maybe the hammer could have been found. Ah, the kid is probably
dead, he thought in his mind, for a few seconds actually accepting it as
truth, when he remembered exactly who Link was. Not that he had forgotten
or anything, it was just it had been so long and his Goro brain was getting
a little rusty after the years. That kid wasn't dead, he had named his son
after that kid, and the reason was had to be that one-day the former-child
was going to be a hero. The Kokiiri stripped from him (he guessed it was
because he left the forest) the boss couldn't help as how strong he had
gotten.
He may have made it through the temple, but what were the chances that he
found the hammer, all he would do if he appeared in here was be a burden.
Daruina saw that he had a longer sword than before, the sword reminding him
of the ancient legends, though not sure of it at that view. However, it was
just a sword, and those sort of things didn't work on the evil beast of fire,
he was immune to those measly blades. If only someone would have stored the
hammer closer, or at least inside one of the ancestor's rooms, that would
have been better suited. Though, it could have been ransacked when the sluts
of that bastard were going through and slaughtering his own
people.
Now at the edge of the platform, the dragon tilting above, only about fifteen
feet away, it had stopped speaking because the speech was over. Tired of
him, he guessed the thing wanted to finish him off and get away with its
meal, which meant it had been toying with the boss. Anger raised in him,
but before he could let out that last smoke of steam, there was a crack in
the room, both of them noticing it. Next to Daruina was a door, the one he
had entered and left a spell in the room to keep Link away, the very same
entrance. Hope was in his face, as the door slammed open, footfalls walking
down the long corridor and inside that lava-lit room was the silhouette of
a Hylian.
In the shadow's two hands stood a hammer, just as the legend had shown in
a very indistinct carving from the ancient times. Yes, a little shorter than
described, the shadow definitely was the owner of the legendary hammer, this
person trying to find some light. A red dot was fluttering at his side, so
Daruina knew that hope had come that Link had appeared with the sacred Hammer
of Megaton. Megaton, the god of the Gorons, would have been considered like
a Jabu that the ancients used to worship back in the old days. Forged by
the Megaton--no one knew what it was--it was crafted so finely the best pieces
of armour that you have ever seen, his only weapon was the
hammer.
"Link!" He cried out, the dragon seeming to be baffled by the situation,
the descent in its face was something that Daruina would never forget. How
he saw it was that the Gorons were able to see in the dark--they did live
in caves--and when he saw it, he was filled with joy. What happened next
was even more baffling for the man; the boy set the hammer down and pulled
off one of his gloves, stuffing it inside his pack. A golden light shot out
of his hands and as he picked up the hammer, lit the entire room like someone
had put a giant torch in the middle. The symbol that he saw was three triangles,
the ancient legend was known to him and with realization he called out three
words: Hero of
Time.
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Hearing his title being called, he looked around the room with his fairie,
baffled to see that they were indeed in the center of the volcano. Yea, they
were on a small ledge that led to what looked like a rock staying afloat
in the lava, this room sealed so hard that there was no way out, except the
one they came in. Down near the piece of rock (which, evidently, had holes
all through them, looking like cheese) were a long and skinny thing, and
a Goron. The one whom had called his title was the Goron; the boy pulling
his hand forward and showing whom the person was-- though he knew. Daruina,
as plain as day, though from the look of things he did not look as good as
usual, several parts of him were flowing with blood, looking close to death
as his skin was sickly pale.
"You look horrible, Daruina." Link whispered through those lips, the man
with no ears catching it, and keeping his back turned away from the evil
dragon, a bad mistake.
"Yes, yes, I thought I did, though we happen to require the ancient hammer
to crack this bitch open."
"Daruina, what happened? I thought you had it handled?" Navi let out a chuckle,
trying not to intimidate the dragon, though she saw the vile persistence
was flowing through its face.
"Mm, young fairie, don't make me bottle you!" He broke into some beautiful
laughter, the deep voice was so strange to the dragon, from the look, and
it had pissed him off profusely.
"Daruina, look what we found!" Link was persistent with joy; Daruina was
like a big brother or something to him, they had had that Sworn ceremony
back then.
"Link, my boy, you have the ancient hammer of Megaton? Throw it to me! I
shall finish this vile creature off for you, I can see you've had many troubles
in this temple." Several times had he been through here, so he knew just
how hard it could be, some parts he had never been to, the ancient switches.
Yes, Daruina had done that several years back, maybe as much as twenty, he
decided the place was falling apart and fixed some. Though, some parts none
of the Gorons could get through, so they left it as it was, the place they
couldn't reach was obviously near the Megaton. Seeing that he was going to
throw it, he cleared out of the way when it was launched, seeing it reached
the beautiful seven feet when coming done. Also, down with it, was Link who
hoped over on the rock since it wasn't that far away, wanting to at least
offer some sort of help.
With a 'umphing' sound, he came to rest right near one of the holes, feeling
all hot and bothered around here, this place was so hot. As he watched the
man go over to the hammer, he had his doubts since the inscription said that
only one could be chose, or did it? He didn't know, he had just learned to
read Goron, so maybe he had mistranslated it, sometimes that happened to
new people of a language. Hoping he did, he didn't really want to fight with
all these wounds, though from Daruina's appearance, and he was okay--at least
he looked his natural colour! Shaking his head when the Goron tried to lift
it, he knew the text had been right, the one true hero was the only soul
that could budge it.
"It won't budge." He yanked on it once more, throwing his power into it so
far, that he went scurrying back a few feet, a long and rambunctious chuckle
hitting the air.
Spinning around with fear in his voice, the eyes of Link's caught that indeed
the laugh had come from the dragon that was standing before him. How he shivered
when he knew the monster was capable of speech, all of the generals of Ganon
must have been able to talk and at least Semi- intelligent. At least, after
all these years of dreaming to fight, he had always fought dragons, now it
seemed that the wish had been granted. Maybe he didn't want to come out of
there, and maybe becoming a little boy with dreams was better than getting
your head eaten off. Now, he knew there was no one to help him, everyone
else was weakened or just could not touch the hammer--Navi and he were
left.
"It won't budge because you aren't the chosen one, I am." He whispered, those
eyes placed on the dragon, trying to take in a strategy on how to take care
of him, dispatching was hardly a choice.
"Are you sure, Link?" Daruina was baffled that an ex-Kokiiri was the leader
of the Gorons, instead of the rightful King, not that he was mad, just a
little surprised.
"Yea, he's sure. I tried to lift it and it didn't budge, it shrinks down
for him, meaning he is chosen." Navi whispered, floating over to Link's side
and beginning to examine the creature with all her glory, sensing fear in
Link. Her readings were just like the other temple monsters; she got hardly
any data on them, just their name and maybe some strong points of theirs.
Otherwise, there was no way to do this, they just had to guess, and the most
obvious choice of throwing water on them, was just stupid. Water could have
been summoned if they had some, but the Fairie Water was gone, and the canteens
had evaporated because of the intense heat. She saw him goes over and retrieve
the Megaton, but that wasn't her main concern here, she was worried about
this ancient creature.
If you were to stand it right up, it would stretch out a measly forty-five
feet, that may not have been much for them, but it was more deadly than that.
All around its skin, the beast seemed to be as hard as some of the strongest
diamonds in the world, maybe even better. On its belly were not even no soft
spots, the armour stretching all over it, giving not of a hint of weakness
on the torso area. Not to mention that the skin on it seemed to be on fire,
right down near the tail, where none of the ancient markings were displayed.
This seemed to realize that maybe the thing had always been evil, it had
been sealed for some reason, that having to be the disposition of bad
deeds.
Along its head was also some fire, the dragon was different from the ones
that she'd always read about, this creature had a full head of hair. No,
it wasn't a head of hair, it was actually something that resembled hair in
the form of a blazed ruby--yes there were flames all around its cranium.
The fires weren't crackling and burning abrupt, it was like the red fire
had been settled, at the same time burning consistently and burning anyone
who dared to touch them. Hair or flames stretched down its entire body, stopping
right at the tail, giving it a big advantage in the battle they were about
to fight. If it thought that the time was losing for it, then the thing could
just as easily sling that fire at both of them--this is if the entire thing
fought dirty.
The only good thing about examining the upper area was the head, which she
explained in her mind was something of a weakness. Goat horns sprung upon
the fiery beast, the horns being in the way, though what was remarkable just
had to is the mask. Either a mask, or some sort of hard material, the thing
didn't resemble a dragon, more like some sort of bird with the beak sticking
out. Masked green eyes were deadly, not the colour of his tunic, sort of
a tealish nature, that a very bad sign in the hands of some people. Speckled
spots were reflected all over his face, the idea of what it was doing was
apparent, they either some sort of sickness or markings.
Long arms stretched out, at least ten feet long, they had expected since
it was long to be short of short-armed, though this wasn't the case. Back
to the face, the hammer could have easily cracked the place where the speckles
were, or so it seemed from the distance. It was weaker than the material
all over its body, that was apparent, and since the fact that the face was
the easiest place to hit. Going for the face seemed a very good idea, at
the time, and probably for all time, unless they wanted to try the King
Dodongo-strategy. This was a semi or very intelligent creature; there was
no way it would be tricked into something so stupid, not in a million years
of their dreams.
"I think the head is the weakness, Link." She whispered this as he came back
with the hammer; the boy blinking towards her and sort of giving a nod, that
just had to be it.
"Daruina, are you strong enough to battle? If I hit him with the hammer,
I think his armour on his head may break, you able to fight?" Link wasn't
facing to Goron, though the larger man did come up at his side--Link still
much shorter than him--and gave a quick nod at the boy. With some expertise
in his voice the calmness of the situation went down the hole, gripping the
hammer, he readied himself. Signifying the fight, was as good as anyone's
guess, maybe they would all throw out a war cry or something like that, he
knew he wouldn't. The grip on the hammer was turned his bare hands red and
irritated, knowing if he put the gloves on that they would make the room
shroud in that darkness.
"You think you can be me, boy? I am the Ssssubterranean Lava Dragon, Volvagia.
You will perissssh!" The think let out a cry of joy and leapt for the duo,
the determination spray-pained upon the dragon-bird's face, the one of pure
fury. Volvagia was obviously after him for saying that, he should have kept
his cool and whispered to the boss of the Gorons, though that wasn't his
style. Link had no idea where they went, all he did was leap to the left,
since the thing was coming after him, and it was headed over in his direction.
Spying Navi, she was right above his head, the fury of her face revealing
she was trying to summon up a paralyzing power. Gripping the hammer tightly,
staring in left and right directions, he saw that the monster wasn't anywhere
to be found, it was
useless.
"Boy, up above you!" Something
went twirling past his ear, the shine of it making Link cover his ears and
pain, knowing the voice that went at him was Daruina. Following the weapon
with trained eyes, the sword was what Daruina threw, the one he had been
using to fight the evil dragon. The gleam of the ruby in the light made Link
push a hand over his eye, the hammer sliding down a few inches, but grabbing
it before it fell and broke his foot. Passing through him, the hammer was
headed right for the dragon's head, though it didn't expect to do any damage
at all. He knew that the Goron had been fighting for more than half a day,
how could this expect to work when fifteen hours of labor
hadn't.
A little dense in these measures,
his surprise was waited when not only did the hit cause the monster to stop
in its tracks and stop moving towards him, there was also something shot
at the sword. Filtering the air was a red shot of energy, the boy not realizing
who it was, until he sensed the energy was just like Navi's old chi shots,
only red because of the aura. A gleam of Ki was shot at it (from his fairie)
this probably intensifying the whole sword into one big massive stroke of
energy. That was apparent, for the sword shattered into a million pieces,
they piercing the armour on the face, not even breaking it, at all. Good
thing was that the pieces were stuck inside, that meant that maybe the faceplate
had been weakened enough for a
stroke.
"Daruina, Navi, good tactics!"
He jumped up into the air, the monster had sunk down about ten feet from
him, the pain something it had never felt in so long. As Link came down,
he wanted to finish this in just one shot, so the hammer was positioned for
the center of the face-plate, all weight on there. Gripping the hot handle
with all his might, all there was to do is pray, the prayer was something
that he believed to work in these cases. The screech caused his ears to shatter
in some blood, just like the Poes had created in an earlier temple, every
time they were like this. Screaming was a good sign, the weight that he had
placed into it had obviously worked, or so that was where he
thought.
Thrown away like a rag doll,
the boy kept falling through the air-- obviously headed for the rock's edge,
when something hard and soft stopped him. Glancing up at the figure, there
was Daruina with a big grin on his face, giving up a thumb's up sign to the
boy for his good work. Returning the mark, he saw that Navi was resting on
his shoulder and testing his wounds, the head of the dragon was what hit
him. A good thrashing show, was what he got, being collided down and probably
sent to his doom if it hadn't been for a guy like Daruina. Luckily, he was
nowhere near the flame; he had been right in the forehead, maybe the monster
in to much pain to
counterattack.
I thank you two. He breathed
silent thanks, jumping from the man's arms when Navi had finished the check
on him, and prepped back to see if the battle was over. Surprise and guilt
were on his face, the dragon throwing its hands off of the face when Link
was within twelve feet of the monster. There were a few cracks on the monster's
face, though there was nothing to be celebrating, the skin was still there
and ready for more. Not even a few drops of blood were related for him, rendering
that in fact this would be a lot harder than the first exposition had wondered.
It was a wonder the great hero of the past had sealed this thing up, he should
of done what was right and killed it (maybe he died
before.)
"You insssssolent basssstard.
You have the hammer that ssssealed me up, ssseveral thousssand yearsss ago!
The ancient Megaton of the Goronssss!" Maybe every part of the generals had
some sort of speech impediment, the dragon maybe related to a snake, so the
S's were very apparent. Whatever the case, the way the dragon stared at him,
made him wants to run away and hide, to let down his guard and be eaten.
It was a horrible sight, especially with hardly any damage done, but he would
make sure to kill the ancient beast this time around. He was no regular person;
he was the Hero of Time, which showed no mercy to the evildoers of the world,
the ones needed to die. Shivering in fear, both hands were tightened around
the hammer as the dragon prepared to go for an assault, the thing actually
surprising
him.
"And you two, I sssshal eat
you both for plotting my down fall, no one sssshal live to tell thisss day!"
Roaring with hideous laughter, the situation of this seemed to go from bad
to worse, each of the members of the Hero's team were feeling their positions
in helping
him.
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Daruina had his hands prepped
together, watching the battle go on, hating how he was sitting on the sidelines,
but with no weapon it had to be done. He said he would help Link, now he
saw his chance as the boy was quivering in fear from the situation, helpless
to the dragon. Yea, there was nothing more to do but help the boy, so he
would do that with all his own might, even if it meant some self-sacrifice.
Holding the palms out in an orderly manner, he started to hum a beautiful
chant, one that none of them had ever heard the words to. Glancing out at
the monster, his eyes seemed to get bigger than before, shining out with
a perfectly ruby red, the blood of the Gorons filled
him.
No one seemed to notice as
he did this, it was a good thing, he didn't dare want any last regrets from
this, watching as the dragon just watched Link. From the look of things,
it was a sort of standoff; the dragon probably not decided what he would
do to kill his prey, which was fine with him. Slowing down the time was a
good thing, hoping the Volvagia's manners kept up like this all the time;
something could be done now. At first he had worried maybe the boy would
be eaten before anything could come about, the way that the dragon worked
was horrible. That didn't give him much time, though more than he had believed
before, so no way to rush meant the better chance for a score at
victory.
Navi was over at the side
towards the boy, so it was good that she wasn't seeing this, the light seemed
to calm down when Link was scared. Daruina was in complete darkness by now,
a bright red aura appearing around him, not really an energy reading, more
like an actual flame. Flames that were so powerful, they could incinerate
your appendage if they were touched, so hot that Din's eye looked like a
cloud in the dust. Actually, maybe not, because the power he was tapping
into was that of his own Goddess, the one whom had made him for the world.
Nodding to all the powers in the world, he was incased inside of a giant
piece of flames, them boiling all around his body, causing grunts of
discomfort.
Trusting in his creator and
birth mother, he let the fires go loose, the flames evaporating around him,
the sickly white skin disappearing. As it disappeared, so did he, something
was wrong with the spell, he was supposed to incinerate along with the rest
of the fire went forth. Bright red appeared around his body, the symbol on
his hand was reacting to the light, seeming to get bright and transform itself.
The light was comforting, the light was sort of like something you could
go to sleep with, and never be harmed, and no pain was in his system. Goron's
had a high pain tolerance, though in this case, he should have been in agony
of the situation (showing nothing but sighs.) Moving for a flame tattoo,
the symbol actually did change itself, the flames becoming hotter than he
had even
imagined.
Something had chosen him,
whatever it was, he had been told to shoot the flames out and help the Hero
of Time--that's what the voice called him. More powerful than ever, the flames
were just rearing to go, he pointing in the direction and letting out a furious
cry from the pain of battle. This sent the flames out in the direction he
pointed to, hoping that this would work, maybe fry the skin off its head,
or loosen the mask. Daruina never got the see the end of the battle, he should
have been burnt to a crisp, though he wasn't burnt at all, he was whisked
away. The light had appeared more intense, lightening up the entire room,
his skin restoring it and making him whole again, years of pain gone when
he floated out of the fields of fire and into his new
home.
Just as fate would have it,
when the flames disappeared was when Volvagia had decided that it was time
to get down to business. Something stopped the monster in its tracks, the
scream that intensified the entire volcano; everyone around the entire area
heard it. Even people in the village of Kakariko heard it, the voice that
of power, that of something that would do anything to win and anything was
done. Later, it was described as if the Mountain of Death had started claiming
lives, so hence the name, and was back for some more. No one was safe around
here, Hylians, Fairies, Gorons, and even monsters heard the cries, they holding
their ears in wincing
pain.
The stopping had incited
the attack, the final attack from the man named Daruina, the flames shooting
out of the pitch-black room. Everyone saw as it headed for him or her, the
flames dodging Navi and overlapped Link, almost hitting him, but directly
avoiding him. He just stood there in a dumbstruck phase, as Navi had, the
monster somehow seeing what was becoming and letting out a scream of terror.
Bright flames went about its body, making it surround in a world of terror,
the fire leaving alone his entire body, except one spot. The place where
he pointed was where Link hit, a small dent in the face plat, where all the
fire stormed in and exploded
itself.
Two partners stood in
satisfaction as the attack absorbed into the face, it swelling and making
the entire room sort of light up. With gloves placed on the hero's hands,
he could grip the hammer more easily, and soon he would need it, the open
spot just dying for a hit. He swung at the area with all his might, the fire
had lit one certain spot, the dent, and the rest of it was unprepared for
the beating. No one said anything; it was quite estimated that Din had been
in this room, in some shape or form, she was helping him get through it.
Funny thing was, as hard as the monster tried to slip away, a force was holding
it down, they both seeing that as it wriggled
away.
As it turned out, the thing
was a faceplate, or maybe part of the face, whichever one it was would mean
all the more painful for Volvagia. When the hammer slammed down into the
skin, it tried to cover it, the hands not able to move as something began
to crack inside of it. One huge crack appeared in the dent, It leading up
ahead until it formed right around the tip of the mask (or face) the thing
getting ready to blow. The mask was what cracked, shooting out into five
different pieces and appearing off to the side, falling into the lava pit.
Inside there, never to be found again, the pieces burnt themselves up, so
that armour was never a choice for him, always withheld
out.
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With that, the entire room
went blank; the room only lit by the single hole that was cut inside of Link's
gloves (the one he had cut to get a flashlight.) Staring back at the room,
the light brighter than it had ever been, the piece of Triforce actually
staring to shake and rumble back and forth. No earthquake was around, though
as Volvagia wallowed in pain, his suspicions were staring to disappear and
go even further. When looking for the Daruina for some sort of explanation,
he was baffled to find that his former Sworn Brother was no where to be found.
Fearing the worse (even though they survived under lava) he raced for the
edge and peered over the corner, relieved to find no
one.
"Link, where is Daruina?"
She appeared by his side, her fears running that maybe a piece of mask had
gotten him, though he wasn't there, he was no
where.
"I dunno, I just looked over
the edge, he's not in there. Where in Faroe's name could he be." Another
rumble, the nervous Link staring around, thinking that maybe a girl in red
was somewhere in her, mad for not using her name. No one was around but the
withering dragon, it wasn't dead, the thing was just in pain, blood spewing
all over its entire bird- like face, the thing in deep pain. Wanting to finish
this now, he ran at the monster with the hammer prepped in the air, ready
to strike the beast down where it lay. There was no way he was taking the
chance of it getting up and regenerating the mask, the power of Din only
came once in a battle. You had to take what you got, it was either that,
or deal with nothing, he always got help and for that he was grateful to
those three spoiled
women.
"Link, I think he's--I think
he's gone." It was sad to say who knew someone could take him out, but that
had to be the only reasonable explanation for this, he was nowhere in
sight.
"I will extract revenge for
Daruina, wherever he maybe." The boy blurted out to the world, not caring
who heard him, it was a time and place for that and now was the exact time
and
place.
Obviously the dragon wasn't
going to put up with this, for it saw that Link was coming at him, the thing
wriggling with all its might to get out of the way. Maybe it was enough,
or maybe it wasn't, all that he knew was that this thing was going down before
anymore harm could be done. He was misguided in his thinking, the hammer
slamming down into empty ground, as he staring around for the dragon's
whereabouts. A scream from Navi made him check to the direction she ha called,
seeing that there was something slithering in those little holes. Of course,
the creature went in there when it was scared of dying, down into the lava,
since it was a dragon of fire, the lava did nothing to
it.
He tail was right out of
his sight, afraid to grab the fiery hair that was wrapped around it, anyway,
he wasn't going to risk burning his hands. Those gloves were good, but he
doubted that they seriously were that good, there was no way nothing could
outlast the magma, they weren't Goron-made. Glancing around in the directions,
he was reminded of a game that he had played when he was a child, a very
small child. You had this little box with sixteen holes in it, sort of a
motor skill game, and with that you were given a small mallet to hit something
with. Every now and then, a mole would pop our (or maybe a weasel) and you
hit it and earned the points for that, this was just like
that.
"Oh, my Goddess, it is, even
down to the mallet." He gasped in realization of the situation, the hammer
held tightly in his hands, as he spun around and looked in all
directions.
"What is it, Link?" She stopped
and made him look in the west and north direction, while he stared in the
east and south directions, he wouldn't be able to hit if he was
dizzy.
"Remember that game in the
forest, you had to hit the rodents, this is just like this game, except it
is with a hammer and we are after a dragon." He gave the thumbs up sign at
her, he was really good at that old game, it was him and Saria who always
won at it, and they just had nice
hand-eye-coordination.
"Y-your right, Link." Fairies
didn't play it, but whenever they had the annual Deku Festivals, they always
had a carnival with games, this was a game that one of the ancient Kokiiri
made up, and it was a great game to play. Such an adventurous puzzle, this
one would be solved very soon; for she doubted that not that much pressure
could be applied. The mask was gone now; the terror of the dragon was gone,
being replaced by the utter fear of maybe losing itself in the darkness.
All there was to do now was wait, wait for the inevitable of the dragon to
come forth, for something to die with in these walls of hell, and she had
a feeling it wasn't a Hylian or Farie. Her gaze focused upon the boy as something
was coming out of the ground, a burbling sound was making both of their eyes
stare.
There the head popped out
of the lava, nothing seeming to affect the lava as the dragon stared forward
at them, inspecting to see if they weren't looking. What the plan had been
was some sort of sneak attack; the monster was semi-intelligent, so it didn't
really know if the sounds affected the Hylian. Any idiot with eyes could
see the ears on the Hylian, which meant when a pen was dropped, the creature
of that race was to hear it. This was not the smartest of the bunch, so it
didn't know any of that information, probably when it was around that Hylians
weren't about. Gorons weren't that quick in hearing, so maybe it had planned
on only fighting the rock-eaters, how its luck had run out
now.
Link had been ready ever
since he saw the rumbling, the head, only up to five feet, was sticking out
of the hole and glancing in all directions. Maybe the dragon noticed Link--it
wasn't that stupid, and when it noticed him, that was the signal to get its
arse out of dodge, before it was. Over before it began, the boy was already
halfway in the air, the hammer gripped in the fist and holding more power
with gloves upon. A glove prepared more of the heat to be absorbed in there
metal was very harsh to handle in the temporal degrees that were all around.
That was good, the weight was all they would need against them, the ancient
Goron-friend was gone from their side, vengeance in the
wake.
A clanking sound hit the
area, the boy wasn't aiming for the face as a whole, he was aiming for the
same place all the fire had went into, where he had dented. Such a soft spot,
it would be the most easily perused, thrown aside more than usual, much quicker
to dispatch the creature. Maybe he wanted to do this in quick and easy spot,
to end the life and not make it as torturous as the last that was the right
thing to do. A grin was displayed on his face as the hammer slammed down
into the spot; the farther down he came, the more he knew it would hurt.
Nothing was displayed in his mind but the revenge for Kaci and the Daruina-boss,
if either of them were alive was his guess more than anyone else's
was.
Before the hammer had hit,
the two of them got a good look at the dragon, seeing how bad the damage
was before they even went through. This dragon was soaked in blood from the
tips of all over the face; a claw had kept it out of the eyes, though exposing
the weakness forever. Maybe another patch of skin would grow back in a while,
though not for a while, the flesh revealing all through the body that it
was flesh. A mask plate wouldn't have done this much damage--unless it was
nailed to the face-- seeing now screws of anything to keep it in place. Besides
the blood over the face, the damage before hand wasn't all that bad for the
given senses; it was sort of healthy at this point.
"Navi, Navi!" He let out a shriek of terror, the form not moving though it
would have been better if it had, the cries not ceasing until he saw that
she was near him.
Navi wasn't even able to see anything as it came into contact with the hammer;
the entire room went completely black, the Triforce light giving out. What
she heard was the long and frivolous scream of the dragon, the boy with a
huffing sound, him rolling over towards her and clasping against her. Her
aura was the only light in the room, crushingly, he headed for it and stood
at her side, the mallet was soaked deep in blood. Crimson liquid was splashed
all over the hammer; this giving off the extremity that they had really survived
in this battle, maybe it was over. The cries weren't those of pain, well
they were, but death didn't seem to be inside of this, it was letting out
one of the fullest battle cries ever let out in the place of
battle.
The screams went on for a
few more minutes, the form in the light darkness they could see withering
around, guessing that it was Volvagia. Lava gave off a little light that
was how they saw, but soon something happened, something they weren't expecting
to happen. A rock that they bad been on, sunk down into the ground, the rocks
spreading out in all directions to keep this place intact. Holes closing
themselves up, so that there was no escape from this battlefield, even for
the ravenous Volvagia, thinking it was his doing. Maybe it was better than
ever and wanted a final battle before the time went up, or maybe this wasn't
the doing of it at all--but have Din's fury.
Slapping his Triforce symbol with all his might, the entire room shot out
in a burst of light, the entire room becoming lit, they seeing there predictions
was true. When the place closed up, it was completely dark for a few seconds;
the most scared that Link had ever been in his entire life. Fear erupted
during the time; it seemed that even back to those seconds-- which lasted
a lifetime for him--that nothing would be the same. Against other enemies,
there had been some lights around, though back a few seconds he was trapped
down inside the gates of darkness. Long last, the room was brightened back
to normal, him taking a look over at his prey, those eyes widening up in
some ounce of fear.
"By Farore's light, he can live like that!" Navi let out the speech, Link
stopping in his tracks, almost dropping the Megaton, fumbling with it for
a few seconds before getting it back. Volvagia's face was no longer that
of a bird, this time there was a big dent in its face, not its mouth, but
the entire form of its face. Yes, the Megaton had grown a little; a lot bigger
than any of them had expected and slammed down into the face that once was
a dragon. So gruesome, the eyes smashed out, blood and pus running down the
face, almost pity as inside of the lone face of the hero. Almost was the
keyword, the hammer was dropped to the side, Master Sword drawn from the
sheath and prepared up in his hands.
Indeed, the monster was well among the living; the eyes were gone, though
maybe it didn't expand on those things, maybe just the nose. Busted in, the
nostrils did stick out and start to sniff the air, ears also unaffected from
the region of it, another bad part for him. Hair was a bit dimmer than before
as he took off into the air, it was beginning to float around, though there
were no wings that kept it up. That wingless body was beginning to entwine
the thirty-foot radius where he, knew the precise location of where the time
hero was. Fear was rushing through him, beginning to do what they preformed
when the thing hid in the holes--the back to back combination.
"Link, he hasn't much juice left up inside of him, we don't even need the
hammer anymore!" She was grinning with power, what they felt when the boss
was almost dead, the familiar feeling was one that didn't want to disappear.
With that in mind, she was now glowing a bright red, almost turning the
transformation into a bright pinkish colour, one that would blind even the
fiercest enemy. The enemy saw the bright light, the eyes mesmerized upon
it, this was some sort of distraction for when the boy should go in for an
attack. Shield of his wasn't in the way, that meant if the dragon went away
with the claws, all he could do was bend down and hope for the best. With
such enthusiasm, she cheered him on mentally; talking would break the spell
and attract attention back towards the boy.
Link saw the open chance; he had actually wanted to face the reptile in battle
and do some bad to it, maybe hacking it up into a few pieces. That wouldn't
be; though he knew when Navi had him beat and instead of going for a horizontal
or vertical attack, his was a stab. Right up the middle of the area, where
that head stood in the way and could of easily been struck, that was the
dented place his sword went. Sword slashing was good at sometimes, it was
beautiful to be here and do this sort of thing, the ambition flowing through
his bloodstream. Yes, if that went there, then maybe the brain was in the
way, the cranium would of held that sort of tissue, one that controlled it
all.
Yes, just like that! Navi screamed in her mind, she was getting so overtly
excited by this, the tension of the battle seeming to flow through her young
veins like they had never done before. With a grin plastered upon her face,
she enhanced, as the blade sunk down into the skin, seeing that it fully
wouldn't have made the way. The dragon would be up in a few seconds from
the way he was moving; the hardness of it was just so intense that nothing
was safe. Luck turned, the dragon was coming out of the trance at a very
slow rate, and giving Navi just the time she needed for the next installment.
Installment of it was to charge up a blast, not even a huge one, all it had
to be was something that could give the way in, summoning up the energy as
the eagerly watched.
Navi was watching, meanwhile Link had leapt up into the air to press all
his weight to get a good grip on it, the shuddering from it causing nothing
to happen. So much pain had been established, and so much fury had been wasted
to get this thing in tow, only to be outdone by the mass of a skull. There
was no way that he was going to let this happen, no way that something so
measly was going to beat the legendary Hero of Time. Not even thinking about
what he was doing, the airlift had been an act of justice, trying to get
rid of what was in the path of him. Also un-thought of, his hands grazed
to the Medallion of Forest, trying to conjure up the Spirit of Saria and
maybe get some sort of guidance.
No such luck, all that happened was the familiar smell of her was on the
pendant, the thing was almost a clone of her in the shape of a circle. Everything
was on stake and he was going to somber up around this time, the lives of
them depended on that he won this very battle. Besides, if he lost, then
the evil Ganondorf would have destroyed the fantasy of all his old Kokiirish
love, in a more violent way than the Phantom had conjured up. Images of that
was what kept him going, the realization that somehow he would make it through
for them, never doubting all the possibilities. Tears had been pushed aside
from those thoughts, gripping the thing harder this time, knowing that something
was going to burst through.
Maybe the Sage of the Forest had heard him, either that of the legendary
courage piece of the Goddesses had heard his prayers or answered. Gripping
the pendant in one last fury of pain, something touched the master sword,
he glancing towards it and seeing Navi was shooting something. Right as the
ball of energy hit the sword, he knew another energy had been summoned, this
one was making the sword brighten green. His power was in there, the invisible
aura that he felt around there, whenever he used the sword, which was always
in the ways. Overlaying in joy, he couldn't express the joy as his energy,
his partners and an alley's were concurring up the strength to break the
skull.
Pushing together with all his might, the powers from within had formed into
a single energy; they burst through the defenses of the skull. Breaking through,
the sword sliced through the wet mass in the middle, slamming through the
end of the hardened cranium, not stopping there. Not at all, because he let
a slash backwards, the sword seemed to cut through the entire body of the
creature, especially the hard skin of the abdomen. Goddess power was something
you didn't mess with, although he knew it was from Saria when a glance down
to the medallion, he saw it shaking brightly. Sage powers were not ones to
full with, the sword being yanked out of the area and revealing a pile of
blood surrounding it.
With one last breath, the last of its strength in tow, it was trying to fall
away, the shattered skull floating along with the body, until something hit
it. The red beam that neither of them had seen until now, it penetrated the
being and a fire was in the meet for the one trying to escape doom. Link
watched in horror as it burst into flames, the skin and flesh of the creature
all smoldering down into a smoking hilt of a caress. It was a sad sight to
watch, everything burning into ashes except the skull, which remained intact
and was actually fixed by it. Sheathing the sword back into its holster,
he reached down for the Megaton Hammer and put it into his pack, feeling
the weight of the world as he wandered up to the center of the fire graveyard,
watching the skull for any sudden movements.
The remains of the corpse were all that was left, the skull being a feeling
of sudden importance, that aura springing down from it. His brain told him
to destroy the thing into small smithereens, though something else told him
to keep the trash, for it would be important. What could be done with this,
was it some sort of key item in unveiling another mystery, or simply the
fact that it looked nice. Importance was a beautiful thing, he needed this
for some strange reason, and the feeling was just too weird to pass itself
up in coincidence. Nothing was going to keep him from throwing the hammer
at the skull; it was already tucked back into his bag with the
safekeeping.
"Navi, why is this thing still here?" He was just leaning over towards the
skull, determining whether grabbing it would be an excuse or not, either
way was a hard choice.
"Hrm, I dunno. But let's not worry about it, if it is bothering you so much,
let's just get it." Navi wandered over towards the skull and picked it up
by the horns, the thing in the perfect shape that the dragon had originally
been in. Not a singe of burns was on the skull, fluttering over towards her
partner and placing it down inside of his backpack--he sure had the room
to handle it. Nervousness had been in his mind when it was down on the ground,
that maybe it would come to life and get him, the revenge of the monster.
It was weird, but soon as it was in there, he felt it was okay for it to
be tucked inside there, nothing was wrong with carrying it around. Spinning
around, the light that had burnt the dragon was glimmering a bright red,
mixed with some blue, the same thing that happened at the Forest
one.
He thanked her silently and went for the light; the ruby beam was just streaming
down in a perfect angle, Link sort of nervous to step there. Reason being
was that the dragon had been burnt to death by this light, that sort of
frightened him to touch the abnormal light. No reason to dawdle anymore,
if you did that and wandered around for this place, there was no way out
of this hell-hole, anymore. Yup, the rock had sunk down and closed off his
way to the light, so it was either this or they would both just starve to
death, which was how it worked. Grinning, you had to take a chance before
you could get anything in life, it was exactly how the world worked in this
place, for the Goddesses'
sake.
Throwing his hands up in
the air, the beam was directly infront of him when he dove in the front of
it, his hands secured at his sides in a painful grasp. Holding his fingers
together and clenching them together, he just stepped forward and let the
beams hit all around his body, the familiar feeling returning. A summoning
feeling of content, one you had when you with the people that were loved,
the ones that loved you back the same way. Grinning as the portal was making
its way, he knew not where to go from here--though he had an idea the sage
of Fire was on it. As what happened when he transported with the transformation
spell, the light from the temple of Forest was the light he had not
seen.
Each covered their eyes in
surprise of the situation, and the light making them cringe in terror from
what was happening, the land disappeared. As if falling in the holy light,
the beams were cutting up his body, or so he imagined as his physical being
was transported from one area to another. Yes, the volcano was gone from
sight, the white light appearing and disappearing a few seconds later, another
scene in its place. A familiar scene from before, one that would make the
memories push themselves into view, the ones he didn't want to think of.
Inside the old temple from before, the place where he had woken up, said
his last good-byes to the beautiful Saria, and expressed his
love.
"The temple, that means that
when we beat an area, we get put back here automatically." He spoke aloud,
glancing around the rooms and viewing the same scene as before, he turned
towards the specified medallion and no one about in his way, even Saria was
gone.
"I think so, though this
is the first time." Remember that she was asleep the last time, up until
they left, out even longer than the Hero of Time had been
incapacitated.
"This place is so foreign,
it makes me all gooey inside." He shrugged a shoulder; maybe he was
over-reacting, though at the same time, he knew this place was as old as
Hyrule
itself.
"Yea, it seems so, I mean--this
place is sort of creepy, though." Navi wrapped her arms about her body, rubbing
herself as a shiver brawled through her body, the light appearing right at
the north of them. A spinning flash, it was, this like something was warping
in the room, though they couldn't see what the room had been, at this time.
Although the entire room was lit so brightly, when the figure appeared, they
couldn't see who it was--and they cared for whom. Risking their lives for
some sort cause, they would of at least liked to know who was the savior
of the Din's spirit, the one whom had lent them that power. That was apparent,
the sage had lent them the powers, instead of the Goddess, for the sage lending
the incredible strength was more
believable.
An incredible pillar of mind
entered his brainwaves when the figure stepped forward; it was a menacing
form, the light so bright, at first. All that could be seen was a friendly
hand, the sage maybe thinking that it knew them, though they didn't know
who exactly it could be. The question pondered in their minds when the beams
of ruby were pushed aside, the fire medallion in the ground was brightening
up. When this happened the first time, Saria hadn't shimmered, she was maybe
too small to make such a light, and her powers were weaker. Not that the
medallion of Forest was weak, by no means necessary, it kicked the ass out
of the evil that incinerated the Fire
Temple.
Flashing beams were now all
gone, the fire in the mind was also gone, Link were only met with a big grin
of a Goron, presented at them. "Daruina!" He shouted out in surprise and
pleasure, which must have been where he had been during the battle, the attack
one last blast of energy. Sacrificing himself, that was what the creature
used to turn into a sage, the physical body was along here, though maybe
he was a spirit. Death was probably the certain choice he would of have,
if not faced with the power of being a sage--he was ready to make that choice.
It was a possibility; he had kissed Saria, though she hadn't been harmed--as
far as he knew, otherwise the anger would have swelled
more.
"Daruina, what are you doing
here?" He repeated, still not believing he could possibly be the legendary
King of Fire, the Princess of the Forest had been his very own Saria, the
legend of such things were prosperous on this, nothing could have been that
real.
"He must be the legendary
King of Fire. I think that title would suit him better than any." Navi whispered
out in a small breath, sitting on Link's hat and staring off at him, she
was a little tired after the fights from before, even though she hadn't used
up much power at
all.
"King of Fire?" He looked
up at his Faire, not able to see her; yet, he still wanted to know what in
the world was going on around this little place. A king of fire sounded something
like a title would be, though Daruina wasn't the king of anything, he was
the Big Brother of the Gorons. It was strange, the title did seem to suit
the overbearing Goron, his hands crossed over his chest and letting out a
big huff of joy. Suddenly, he knew it pleased the man to help the boy, to
take care of the young boy whom he had sworn his life to, so long ago. Being
that, he was swelled with joy, the fever of happiness reigning upon his
shoulders, nothing could break that seal--not even Ganon
himself.
"The Sage of Fire is Goron,
the sage of Forest is a Kokiiri, it seems to be connecting." Navi was whispering
to herself while the boy was accompanied with his old Sworn Brother, the
reunion that of great joy to still is around. If she had to have her guess,
the water temple would confine a Zora, not really sure of what would be for
the Shadow Temple, and maybe a Gerudo for Spirit. How doubtful a lady from
the desert to bare the mark of a Sage seemed to be the most ridiculous idea
ever, though the sages were controversial. It was said that each would consist
of another, different from the last, as the legend went, maybe that was what
the future beheld. Yes, the Spirit would house a Gerudo was even beyond her,
it was just a hypothesis that she had, the fact that a Gerudo being nice
was
stupid.
"Yes, hero, I am the legendary
Sage of Fire. Blessed by Din, I did indeed give that final attack to you."
The grin widened across his face, he did indeed love helping this little
one.
"Okay, thanks. Do I get one
of those medallions?" As much fun as this had been to be around him, he was
desperate to find his friend, he just wanted to take care of her for his
own sake.
"My, my aren't we the desperate
one? How can such a little boy I didn't even think could defeat the stupid
dinosaur, how could he grow up to be the legendary Hero of Time." His arms
crossed over his chest, the former boss was just preparing himself for the
reach of the medallion, and it was so strange to be here. Reaching in with
his power, the hands f
rmed up and grunted with passion, the other medallion had already been made
before Link appeared. What these pieces had to do, was a summon of the sages
power, condensed into some sort of small form, to extract energy from. Without
these, the Hero of Time couldn't control the power and would be destroyed
if all of them were put together, in any form of fashion. A grin was upon
the man's face as the thing appeared in his hands, looking the same size
as Saria's, except red with the imprint of fire on the
coin.
Throwing the thing across
the portal, which was back in place and probably wouldn't open for some sort
of last good-bye hug, the coin flared through. Catching the bitsy thing in
his palms, he studied it with both hands and made a thumbs up sign at the
more maturing man. In this light, it was shown that he was even older than
before, the age was showing itself back in the temple, though now it was
in full height. When Link glanced back towards his old friend, he was condensing
something else, wondering what exactly what he had up his sleeve. The hero
had received a new ocarina from his love before he left, though what was
he going to get from the battle-hungry
Daruina.
Grunts were summoned up even
more this time; the smoke appearing around something before the figure of
a vest was in his hands. Yes, a chain-liked vest that was completely black
except the links that ran from top to bottom, protecting the black material
from below. It shined--the metal--it was shining better than regular chain
mails were, there was something different about this sort of material. No,
the material he had seen somewhere before, not the black, but the beautiful
gray that shined a more wondrous white colour. Yes, that was when he realized
where he had seen it before, he had seen it on the beautiful hammer that
helped him dispatch
Volvagia.
"I noticed that you bare
no armour, hero, and that worries me a lot. This is a chain metal that was
made from the same material as the great Megaton. I am entrusting that you
shall wear this and be protected." Throwing it out towards the boy, he caught
it in both hands, throwing the tunic off and unveiling the white shirt off
of him. Over the bare chest, his piece of armour went, feeling the coldness
of the metal and shivering a little as the white shirt came back on. He dealt
with in and in just a few minutes, the entire thing disappears, the coldness
disappeared along with the ruffles against his shirt. Yanking it up, to his
surprise, the chains had morphed against his skin, so it was sort of like
a piece of clothing, the heaviness up to a minimum. At first the thing felt
like it weighed at least one hundred pounds, now it went down to a measly
twenty, the protection felt the same,
though.
"Daruina, what happened to
Link's armour?" She spoke in some gasped reality, she didn't receive anything
because she had her speed, and her and Daruina knew that all too
well.
"The thing had blended in
with his skin, it has went in so that the tunic is just like the hammer,
it adjusts to the person it is on, in this case it is so light. Don't fret,
though, the armour is all so powerful, it will hold up to anything. Now,
hero, hand me your tunics, both of them." When he received the tunics, a
hand went to the red one and shred it into pieces, gutting up the green one
alone with it. In Link's horror and dismay, the man shrugged his shoulder,
telling the boy to halt in his attacks--he was so overprotective over some
clothing. Both of the shreds were mashed together, they formed in one piece,
which he did this by pressing them in his hands, them enlarging. To both
of their knowledge, the tunic came out as good as usual, the sign of the
Goron was in the right- hand corner, sort of like what sensei's do. A mark
that said he belonged to the Goron clan for now and forever there was no
denying his passage on this mountain of
fun.
The man was getting ready
to disappear, his grin had turned down into a somber mood, not loving long
good-byes, he wanted to make it as short as it could be. With sadness plagued
on his face, the Goron looked up towards the heavens, his face stricken in
the grief of what had happened to this day. Even though he was the chosen
one, he loved the fact of that; the matter was he would miss being normal,
the one who watched over stuff. A young son was there, to take over the pride,
though the fact was that he was so young that Daruina didn't think his training
was complete. True that the Gorons matured a little faster than Hylians,
but his Link was only about seven years old, almost seven, in a
week.
"Daruina!" Link burst out,
he was looking towards his old friend with the sadness embellished upon his
face, it was apparent he needed something
else.
"What is it, my old friend?
Another ceremony for your victory." He chuckled a little, the grin disappearing
when the boy's face was stricken even more, the matter becoming even more
serious than it already had
been.
"Daruina, we need some help.
You see on the way here, Link and I ran into the place that told us of the
Goron Tunic, it was down in the village of Kakariko. Anyway, we stumbled
upon a clan of people who were believed to be worshipers of the Triforce
and there we came upon a girl named Kaci." The name didn't seem to spark
anything in Daruina, she going on, as Link just winced a little at the name
of the young girl. "There we found out she wasn't what she seemed to be,
she was a Shaman who could control the dead--Ganondorf had killed all her
family. You see, we spent the day here and something happened to her, she
was kidnapped by something, it was dressed in a cape and looked like those
damn Flame Dancers that appeared throughout the
temple.
"You hope I can use my new-found
sage powers to maybe locate this friend of yours?" A smile was on his face,
he would be glad to do anything for the two of them, though it did grow somber
when Link pulled out that skull for
him.
"When we killed the even
Volvagia, the entire body of it burnt up, though this part didn't burn up,
we were wondering that maybe this was some sort of key?" Link looked hopeful
in the eyes, he wondered if the sage could really do it, though with the
powers he had--he was the man of the mountain
now.
"Yea, like maybe a signal
or something?" Even Navi was hopeful, she never really begged people for
stuff--which was usually up to Link, though for this certain person she did
show worry.
"I will try my best, you
two. Give me a second." Focusing all his energy--he had a lot--even after
giving the pendant away, it regenerated as soon as the powers were given
away. The good thing about becoming a sage is that you were never so weak
as to be physically hurt, you couldn't be killed in this state. Maybe if
Ganon came into the last stronghold and found two of the sages awaken, maybe
then he would kill them, a normal person couldn't. When one became a sage,
they gave up there light, they could either accept the fate or refuse and
the position would arise to someone else. Though who would give up such an
opportunity as to be appointed a legendary founder of the race, the one who
was chosen by the Gods to help Hyrule in the case for
peace.
Anyway, the people gave up
their physical bodies; they could have them in this land and maybe if they
were near the temple, but that was all. Unless the sages were grouped together,
all six could travel places together, or even separately they could travel
as spirits of their bodies. The corpses were never actually dead; they just
remained in the sacred realm, charged up until the sage was ready to go back
to the temple. That was where they lived, the sages, the temples were the
homes of them and would be rid of those ugly traps once everything was settled
down. No more Ganondorf was when the places would all be cleaned up, otherwise
there was a chance that some sort of evil could catch wildfire and spread
all through out the entire
country.
Sages were also granted the
power of love; they could give on and have children, as long as those children
were born in wherever the temple was. You had to give what you could keep,
fortunately for Daruina, that meant that his legacy was already fulfilled,
no nonsense for those games. A difficult job it was, to be a sage, for being
isolated was nothing to be true to, all you could do was make friends with
the sages you knew. Daruina hadn't yet met the Forest bearer, he knew she
was an elfish child like Link had once been, the Kokiiri Tribe where she
reigned from. Kids weren't that bad to deal with, the man in the robe explaining
before Link had arrived, that she was no child, her wise age was beyond those
of the other races, she was immortal and one of the oldest of the
tribe.
Moving through the temple,
his mind sensed that there was no one else about, only a few measly monsters,
that he killed with the new powers to control fire. Yes, throughout the temple
was not even the corpse of a Hylian child, frowning when he saw those of
his owns, and in power when those of the monsters were strewn aside. Finally,
out of the entire temple, he decided that the best next place to check was
inside of Death Mountain Crater, the central spot. It seemed stupid for a
girl with no tunic on--a Link had said that she had told them the tunic,
so she must have had one of her own to bear. Either way, the monster could
just clasp a hand over her and keep her safe from the flames, if he even
wanted to preserve her at all these
costs.
What Daruina didn't see was
the sudden death of a Hylian girl, he could sense all that had come and gone
on the mountain (and lived and died) no Hylian female was in that group.
The good news was only getting better, when he discovered a very strong amount
of fairie magic was coming from something to the left of that temple. Checking
it out, his eyes were glanced to a huge rock that couldn't be cracked by
the legendary bombs, maybe the hammer would work. Whatever was behind there
had been the area he sensed the child, must have been held captive in there,
it was a lucky break there were fairy's around. A hypothesis was that the
thing had gone crazy and holed itself up in a Fairie Fountain when it sensed
that its master was gone, the Hero going for him
next.
"Daruina.Daruina.Daruina!
Have you gotten anything?" It had been only five full minutes, though Link
was standing on the tip of his toes, fumbling the Light and Fire medallions
in his packsack, the Forest dangling from his
neck.
"Link, stop being so rude."
She was getting anxious herself, she could see the concentration in his gaze,
how the look of comfort was on his face near the end of the journey, but
then she blurted out. "Come on! Hurry up and tell us where Kaci is, so we
can get out of here. it gives me the creeps, this place is so
weird!"
"Ah, I see that you two are
the most impatient heroes I have ever laid eyes on, but yes I have some
information. There is a small cave to the left of the temple, it is balled
up with a boulder that I think your mallet can take care of, and the Megaton
is capable of anything. I am sure you will run into it, but in the cave I
sense some sort of magic, Fairie magic, as in the place from before, remember
the one I told you about?" When they nodded that they had been to the cavern,
Link blushing for some reason, and Navi's eyes glinting at him in suspicions,
he didn't ask and went on. "I am sure that there she is, her energy source--that
of a Hylian girl--is there. I know you can get there somehow, but when you
get back, I will transport you to the top of Death
Mountain."
"But then don't we have to
climb the entire way down?" Link remember the mountain, and if it was as
rock-heavy as it used to be--even before Ganondorf--they were all in some
deep
shit.
"No, there is a friend of
mine you will meet up there, I am sure you will see him, his name is Biggeron
and size says it all, no go forth, my young heroes." The King of Fire clapped
his hands together in a magical motion, beckoning them to leave, as a King
does sometimes to jester. Action of dismissal had been approved, them
disappearing in a glance of white light and heading back for the temple of
Fire. He had transported them on the spot where that platform was, right
before the long ladder of the entrance was in the way of them. It was a good
thing that he did this, for otherwise Link would have gotten himself lost
looking for the rock, only searching to the left. True, he had called that
they be facing the same way they were now, the boy being so young and naïve
that the directions were known, just not taken into
account.
His job was done; all he
had left to do was watch them in the room, the room wherever everyone saw
what they did during their adventures. Rauru had told him that the Forest
Girl watched it all the time, the ones whose tune that he had danced for,
to get over his depression over the Dodongos. That made him believe that
maybe this girl was in love with the hero, I mean, what was a hero if not
a damsel for him to take care of. It was so sad that she was separated from
him, he being so old and given that his own life was lived, saddened by his
son, though for nothing else. All he had to do was watch on the ball, the
lights of the rooms fading out, wanting to meet this girl and hear her beautiful
tune of the
forests.
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"Back at last!" Arms thrown
out into the air, the waves rushing quickly at his head, he was happy to
be out of that stupid old temple, away from the torture. He even felt good
for the first time in a few weeks; the last time had been when he first saw
Saria, besides that, the first time he'd been happy in seven years. So annoying,
the happiness was there when the two of them together, he meant a way of
happiness that Navi had no part in. Everything they did together was full
of joy, there was no denying that, the places and the people they met made
it all the worthwhile. A whisk of blonde hair was over his face, the blonde
was pushed aside, volcano was reacting, and acting like it would blow itself
up at any
moment.
All around were waves of
pleasure, his body releasing the form of pressure, the pressure disappearing
when he pressed the button on the tunic. A glowing appeared on him, the small
little spot was the one where the sign of the Goron had been, disappearing
soon in a few seconds. Even the feeling of lightheaded-ness was away from
him, which was expected a person was climbing up on top of a huge mountain.
When just a child, he had felt the aftereffects, though he was so small that
they were so hard to see, it was apparent that they wouldn't show. Now, before
touching the Goron insignia, he had felt the affects and was about to pass
out from the way of weight, and the
pressure.
"Where did he say we were
to go?" He wasn't looking anywhere in particular; the direction had been
somewhere, behind a rock they would need the Megaton
for.
"Urm, he said we go left
from where we landed, so let's go that way." She pointed over towards the
left-hand side of him, and there standing there was an abrupt rock, the thing
shining with all the glory. The other rocks around here weren't like this
one, they were smaller and a bit of a different colour, them being of the
reddish gray region. Where the block stood was the rock, this one was a bit
grayer, not really gray, more of shining silver that you rarely see in these
days. Such a rare product, the thing itself could have been crafted out of
the ancient material used to make his new armour and the hammer. Then again,
maybe not, because it was indestructible, and that was the truth after having
pounded it over a dragon's
skull.
"Is that it, Navi? I sense
something, though I'm not sure what." He asked in some different voice, one
that was amazed, the materials were like none that he had ever seen on something
this
big.
"Fairie energy, what we give
off. Y-yea, I think it is. I mean, I am not sure, but I do sense some Fairie
energy emitting from there as well, quite a bit, to be exact, more than a
fountain." Grinning in reassurance that he wasn't going crazy or anything,
her suspicion is that they were going to meet and old friend from the past--or
a sister of a very mean old friend from the distant
past.
While they headed over towards
the rock, she viewed that Link had reached into his packsack and yanked ou
the hammer, watching it convert back down to size. Converting down, the boy
held it lightly with both hands, not even being able to handle it with one,
the thing couldn't shrink down that small. It must of came with size, it
would always be a two- handed weapon, though, even to one who could call
himself a rock-eating man. That seemed more appropriate, for the tool could
be used in a way of defense, the ends of it so large that a regular sword
would shatter on the impact of it. Maybe a good name for the material was
Megatonian (it could have been) some unknown element only known to the ancient
Gorons.
Finally, only about a four-minute
walk (though the anticipation was eating away at him) they reached the large
rock that stood probably sixteen feet tall. Staring up at it, he was gazed
in pure awe at how beautiful something could be, sort of disappointed that
he had to destroy it. Such a beautiful material to shatter, all he had to
do was think of that girl who was trapped inside of the Fairie Cavern, his
courage appearing. Taking the aim with the hammer, he did the same position
he had done in battle, the baseball player who was ready for a big homerun.
A huge one that would shatter the entire room, knocking down a hole to reveal
some sort of enemy holding that which he loved,
captive.
Swing! He voice shouted at
him in pure agony, throwing the hammer up against the rock with the sheer
force that all of his powers could muster. Just enough, because when the
part was done, a huge crack appeared in the center of the rock, the entire
thing titling up and staring at him. In some sort of sadness (if rocks gave
that off) the crack titled from the center of the lower region and expanded
all the way up. Reaching the top, it seemed to just be enough to kill something,
the evil rock that burdened them was starting to give way to nothing. Soon,
the cracks started to appear all over the room, this was it, the moment that
he truly had been waiting for since Daruina had announced
it.
Realization was revealed,
and there definitely was something wrong here, it wasn't going to be as quick
as he imagined the parts of destroying. Almost expecting the thing to crack
open and a huge chunk to smash him flat, he ducked under the cave and awaited
the inevitable. When nothing happened, hie face peeked under the cape, since
there were a few holes in it, that's where he stared through, blue eyes wincing
about. Well, maybe he was wrong, for the whole place burst into dust, something
like he had read about the evil incarnations that were touched by the sun.
Sort of like the hammer was a solar energy, and the ashes were all that remained,
them heading out from the standing up position and over to
him.
Cape of black was what saved
him, the savior in the small little robe he wore over his body, the thing
protecting him from the hot ash that came down. Before it hit, he grabbed
his fairie and let out a cry of pain; just knowing the ash would leak through
the holes and get him burnt. For some reason, the burns never came to him,
glancing up and seeing that the holes in the cape had been sown back together,
somehow. It was strange how that happened, pondering it as the last of the
ash dropped itself off, throwing himself out and back into the red air. His
mind thought that maybe ash healed it, fire healed the cape that was of the
flames, that was a definite possibility in the
air.
"What just happened Navi?"
She was still grasped in his hands, a little short of breath, but overall
was fine from the little accident that had occurred in
here.
"I dunno, the cape must be
a healing type, that's good, because we did get it sort of ragged up." Shooting
a sly smile at him, he shrugged a shoulder, the hands tickling at her sides
with some good-natured fashion put in them. Very soon they would be looking
for her, which would ease her pain; all she wanted to do was now take a long
rest away from it all. A week would be nice, like when they beat the Forest
Temple, she felt like she would collapse any second and sleep for an entire
seven days, that was exhaustion. She thought that he felt the same way, the
very nature of his face had felt like it had aged more than seven years--as
if he was a wise sage. Never had she experienced something like this--these
stupid temples made a lot worse on the power, then the dungeons ever
had.
Almost collapsing, he felt
the power drain from his body, each step they took down into the darkness,
he didn't know what the hell it was. Something was happening, maybe the tunic's
powers were wearing off, if be, then the only escape would have been the
Fairie Cavern. Keeping a deep pace, not into a run, though a fast walk, so
that his fairie was hanging onto him with her arms curled around his tunic
to keep from falling. Grinning at her, he did want to give it all up, just
fall asleep there, he knew it was impossible, though, that would mean letting
everyone down. No way would be do that, he was all sorts of thing: no respect
for authority, no honour in battle, and really having not that many
morals.
Compelling, as it seemed,
the one thing he had (as the cavern got deeper, the darkness getting more
intense and power draining with each step) was his pride. Pride was a beautiful
thing; sometimes it made one arrogant, other time it would it one from having
their necks wrung, though it was there. Of course he always had it, he was
cocky a t some points, usually put in his place before it went to his head,
and he knew each time he deserved it. People always tried to say that it
never existed, and a hidden mystery in the dark, though he knew it to be
the falsest from the truth. It existed in every person with a spirit and
soul; each one would keep the pride alive in any animal, maybe it was some
sort of instinct, or even a sense of power that only humans
possessed?
As stupid as the conversation
seemed, those were the thoughts that ran through his mind as the sky opened
up and the darkness disappeared. Navi's mind was blank; she was too busy
sensing the energy that came off of this place, knowing that it seemed like
the fountains from before. So familiar, it was strange, even down to everything
that matched, not that she remembered all the details, that had been seven
years ago. When the place opened up, it resembled the place where their manna
was restored, up and down until the last speck of Fairie dust. Suddenly,
she dreaded something here, she wanted to go back and fall down with him
in the heat, that seemed to be a lot better than what was the come; the Triforce
symbol at the end.
In the regular fountains, there was just a spring with fairies surrounding
or the sprites as sometimes the pink ones were called. Mistakenly named a
sprite, to she, it was almost an insult to her, though would be punishable
by death to the sacred one that resided in here. A shivering shake, this
is what made her float infront of him--not at all like her usual self that
was shy--this one she had reminded herself of those years ago. When they
stepped foot inside, the small fountain in the center had the familiar- looking
kneeling spot, with the fairies all around, a symbol at the bottom. The legendary
Triforce symbol was there, beautiful in all its colours; the recognition
of the place was embedded and confirmed in with all the spots.
"Navi!" He let out a squeal, though it wasn't of joy, he knew where he was,
the place had frightened him with despair at a very young age. When he squealed,
the attention of the sprites was turned on them, some of them seeing a Hylian
boy for the first time, the other sniffing the air. Oh, yes, there were some
here that had been in the cavern the day that the legendary boy--chosen by
the Gods--was appointed some magic. Since the two caverns were right above
each other, a single entry plug connected them, so the Great Fairies could
communicate. It was at that point that something happened, something he knew
was going to happen, and craved away from it-- the desperation was
pouncing.
As many youma that he had fought, over these two quests, as many as had been
dispatched in a hard-hitting combat that ensued. It wasn't enough to get
the terror of the fairies, they weren't the ones that scared him--he actually
was getting loved in with their kisses. Slammed up against the wall, all
his armour and stuff being pealed away, until he was just in the tunic,
under-suit, and hidden chain mail. Only reason that was there was because
the metal of the Megaton had no scent, which was the crude thing, which Navi
had found out about it. There they had him in the female grasp, each of them
wandering over his new form in the need for something, the new ones shying
towards him.
Perhaps the newer ones hadn't ever seen a Hylian in their life, and all of
them had never laid eyes upon a Hylian boy, especially a hero. It was a beautiful
feeling as the nibbled on his skin, some whining in the fairish language
that he was clothed and they couldn't get anymore. Forbidden for a Fairie
to wander beyond the clothing, they took their sweet time and began to chomp
where even the tight suit had been placed. Expressions on his face were changing
from the fear, to the confusion of the new places, and simply went down in
the small meek of pleasure. Places he especially didn't want them to go,
between his legs, at his thighs, places that seemed to be inappropriate up
until now.
Burning with desperation, he tried to swat them away, his futile attempts
since they were good dodgers--not as good as the Forest Fairies, though.
The thought of the Fairy from the Forest made his eyes divert down and keep
his hands on a specific area that they would never get too. It was a good
thing, because one of them (a curious one) was headed over there, maybe wanting
to see what was down there, without opening it up. Thinking of the fairies
had made him glance in the direction that Navi was in, biting his lip when
the eyes of his met those of the girl of his. Yes, he was a little ashamed
for their behavior, they needed to keep away or something was going to happen--in
the pit of his stomach he felt it swelling up
inside.
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Bet your ass she was pissed, even though she tried to hide it in for the
new adventure, she had thought that the caverns had been all destroyed. Her
thoughts was maybe that the fairies that were around were those of the Kokiiri,
a lot of them even murdered when the onslaught of the Forest happened.
Disappearing was a good thing, for if they were all gone then that meant
no one small would ever try to mess with him, the race dying out in the exact
process. Her thoughts wondered on how she could repopulate the forest, without
all of them gone, but they could reproduce asexually. Maybe so, but at that
time, her thoughts weren't on the asexual thoughts; they were on the parts
with out the small 'a' infront of it.
A sad thought, though she hadn't doubted it in her mind, almost hoping that
all of them were long gone--its not like she had any family to mourn. Fairies
were so beautiful, that was true, the fact of the matter was that she didn't
care how majestic they were to others, she despised all. It was cruel, unusual
to be a fascist of the race, even more strangely to have no reason to hate
them; all the fact of the matter was Link. No fairies to look up too, never
any siblings, or parents for that matter, all of them were just a race that
she had seen grown up watching. No one knew of her past, it was a complete
blank, maybe it could be discovered one day, when this was all over, everything
was ended.
When Navi had grown up, her mind had matured a lot faster than Link's, it
was because maybe those girls matured faster than boys, or maybe Fairies
before Kokiiri. Either way, she now knew a lot of things that she only had
guessed on as a child, mined images that weren't very nice at all. They hadn't
appeared when they first woke up, about two weeks during the journey was
when they awakened, around the time they left for the Fire Temple. At first
they were innocent little dreams, one that any girl would have, even one
as young as before the time of the period hit on. Now, they were developing
into more passionate dreams, ones she thought that couldn't be expressed
in full words, at least the sort of words she wanted to be considered
sweet.
Dreams that were thought to have never come true, he was just too immature
for those sorts of things, the thought even frightened her, sometimes. Well,
the fact of the matter was that she had grown up a little, while he was growing
more profusely as the time went on. Eventually, before this quest was over,
she guessed he would be matured into a full adult, he would be one who would
make the maturity level. Then, he might be transported back to a child, making
him a full-grown person, in a child's mind that was sick if she had any say
in it. She had no idea if that would happen, he might just remain a child
and keep the child-hood that he lost, and the innocent that was slowly slipping
away, yea she had noticed how his attitude had changed.
How innocent he used to be it was beautiful, now without the thoughts coming
in, he was even cursing without an even hint of embarrassment. She noticed
this, didn't seem appalled by it wasn't mad or anything, she simply knew
that it was his time to grow up and deal with life. Faster than any Kokiiri--even
though he wasn't one--it was fun to see him ages quickly, he would need it
to deal with the monster of thieves. Ganondorf was powerful, he always would
be, though he could intimidate Link--even if Link was ten time's faster and
stronger than he is. Intelligence was a factor to consider the boy was a
little naive, or had been, so that outsmarting the hero would have been a
cinch.
At the matter away, all she could bare was the power of herself, keeping
herself from blowing everyone in this room to dust--except Link. It was a
pain as they danced across him, wanting to love over him with the kisses
of the lips and even a few licks on his body. Gripping her hands, restraining
from clawing out her hair in fury, she shouted out a simple command in the
language of Fairish. A language that Link had never learned, though when
the little sprites stared across over at the new figure, they were frightened.
No one had ever grown this big, she was a huge fairie to them, even more
so a Forest one, a lot of power was in those tiny hands. Link was brought
to some realize of tension when all the fairies backed away from him, huddling
up into a corner, almost shaking with fear. Noticing the fairie of his was
standing right near his side, fluttering override; he glanced for the first
time at her wings, gasping a little. They were much bigger than before, of
course they had to be, since she was carrying a heavier body than before,
it was very nice. With that in mind, he curled up the larger fairie, pecking
her cheek sweetly and looking over at the others, his cheeks flushed excessively.
Automatically, she shied down, or so he saw from the perspective, he could
have taken care of any anger that she could have thrown at him.
With the simple touch of his fingers, she was melted down into his hands
like something of a jelly substance; it was a good riddance than anger. So
much was loved as she was being stroked, the boy looking over towards the
pedestal and walking towards it, the Fairies following him. Each was slightly
interested in what calmed the beast that was a winged creature, one from
the forest that had to be the largest before. Some told their friend that
it was the one who had traveled when this one was a boy, it much smaller
and even a blue colour, back then. When they said in disbelief, the scents
were the same by the Sprites who had been there, it was all the same to them,
size or colour didn't matter.
Kneeling down before the fountain, his knees were actually a little soaked,
the fountain where the Great Fairie came out was soaked a little. Growling,
he sat the little fairie up on his left ear, shivering with the pleasure
that received there, and began to retrieve out his ocarina. Yanking it out
and blowing out the song of the Royal Family, a phase that was gone now,
only the tune and the rumor of Zelda remained. Everything was gone, he thinking
he was probably the last one to ever play this thing, even if the princess
was alive, she was wounded, most likely. The one who trained him, Impa, was
probably around, she was the one that might have been protecting the Zelda
from harm, an older form now.
Not the cute girl he had known as a child, she was probably blossomed into
a beautiful woman, by now, and was well on her way out of here. With all
the danger that was happening in her, he guessed she wasn't as beautiful
as she could have been if none of this had happened. He didn't mind what
happened to her, he had no interest in the Zelda, becoming King of this stupid
country, or anything that was around this place. All that mattered was beating
Ganondorf, he wanted to take care of him, it was his own problem, and the
country being saved was only a reward. First it had been about getting the
Deku Tree's last request, now it was the pleasure of kicking the living hell
out of the one whom had humiliated him without so much as a
yawn.
Squealing laughter it what made him shiver, his pants a little soaked on
the kneecaps, just staring at her with those hues mixed with fear and excitement.
Sure he was compelled with excitement, they had always made him stare in
wonder, the exotic feelings they made, even the smell of their perfume. With
a mixture of excitement, he stared up at her, the fairie floating over at
his head, arms crossed over her chest and displaying some jealously. It was
apparent, he knew it, although the gifts the fairies gave was well worth
the small kisses they so enjoyed, even him liking it. Sure, I mean, he had
been a boy and being kissed was a dream of his, especially getting a reward
for it, such a great one that had saved his neck from time to
time.
"Well, well. Let me see who this is. Link, the legendary Kokiiri has matured
from that to only be a rebirth as the Hero of Time, just like a Phoenix."
The laughter was apparent in her voice, as if toying with him, and at that
Link could see she was eyeing him in the strangest way.
"Hm? Y-yea, it's me. I guess I wasn't a Kokiiri after all. Urm, Daruina has
woken up as the Sage of the Fire Temple and he senses a life form that of
a Hylian in here." He smiled nervously at the woman, glancing to his fairie,
curling her inside of his hands and massaging her in all the right places,
calming her down.
"And the little fairie has matured too. My, my, I never expected a fairie
to grow this large, and to be a different colour, how do your aura burn red?"
Navi was mixed out in confusion that the woman knew, though the woman just
smiled, her fact was youthful, it was just a cover up from the land's situation,
utterly ignoring Link's question.
"I was hit with some magic dust so we could survive the Fire Temple, I mean
I didn't know I'd grow so much, I started out, when we grew up at four inches."
Still, the God of Fairies said that that was a lot of growing, especially
since Sprites of the Foresters didn't grow that much in their entire
existence.
"Miss Fairie, could you please?" Link spat out in a passion of kindness,
his feeling beginning to rumble from that to some hatred for being ignored
by this woman. Gripping his gloved fist, the Triforce blaring through as
the anger rose, the fairies in the cavern gasped and explored what it was.
Almost hating that he cut the hole in the gloves, he flushed a deep crimson,
wishing he had pockets, and stuffing them down under his tunic. They left
him alone when he did that, afraid the fairie was going to act on her threat
for whomever would touch another hair on his head. Well, it didn't seem to
phase the Great Fairie; it was if she knew it had been there all the time,
like she knew everything in the world.
"Can I please what?" She cocked her head, still in that same position that
reminded him that if there were some invisible furniture in the world, she
had them.
"May we please see a little Hylian girl, we know she is here." He smiled
at her sweetly, seeing the grin in her face, almost expecting what would
come next, so he puckered his lips and was surprised when nothing
did.
"Oh, you said Hylian, so I thought yourself." She let out a mad shriek of
giggles, and then looked back at him with the face continuing to express
some somber moodiness in it. "I did pick up a girl from a monster, that was
about half a day ago, some sort of weird youma that was dressed in this weird
attire. When I hit it, the thing dropped her and ran off in a mad panic as
if I had one of the strongest weapons in the world, all I did was touch it."
"So, you do have her!" He let out a small little shout of joy, thanking his
lucky stars and worshiping whatever was in the heavens, that had kept her
safe.
"But will she give her back." Navi countered with her jealously seeming to
reach more than the rubs, they were as spiteful as they had ever been, the
hate in there. The old Green-eyed monster had gotten its claws jagged into
Navi, and that enemy's name was called an old spiteful game of jealously.
Even though she didn't want too, she did nothing to help but lead a hateful
life around the girls that loved Link, they were all such damsels. The most
powerful Fairie in the world even wanted the Hero of Time, even though she
could easily smash the hero down into pieces. Or was it just the fact that
the Fairie of legends liked to tease the little fairie, get her roused up
in an out brawl between the two of them.
"I'm sure she'll give her back." He was a bit doubtful at first, staring
up to the beautiful Fairie and blowing a sigh out, there just had to be some
reward for that smirk.
"I dunno about that." The two of them were speaking in whispered voices,
the Great Fairie just watching them over go with the conversation, not
interrupting.
"May we have her back, then?" Now speaking out, Link flashed a smile towards
the girl; Navi still curled up into her arms, while he saw that she was probably
thinking it over in her mind. Well, he expected her to say no, the fact that
she wanted an award was apparent, maybe for something more than a little
kiss. A lot more, in fact, something that meant they were never to receive
that girl back--she would just turn into a little sprite. Whatever was to
come, he would have said yes, he was considering that Navi would blow the
Great Fairy's face off of its mark. He was older and much wiser than before,
and that meant there were certain benefits to having a teenaged boy around,
then a ten-year old.
"Yes, I have her, and I'll give her to you." Her arms spread as if preparing
a beautiful magical attack that would engulf the entire room, the stance
was amazing, and she was no longer sitting in the disappearing chair. When
all was set, the stage had been set just for the occasion, the arms were
beginning to sway to and fro, as a chant came from her lips. The chant, obviously
Fairish, something that even Navi could understand, though, was none other
than the ancient language of the beauties with the wings. An unknown language,
they were swayed in awe as the hands were moving together even harder than
before, the chant picking up. Finally, nothing left to give and everything
deciding to forfeit the battle, a ball of energy opened in the middle of
the room, resonating.
The energy, which was a pure black colour, reformed it self in a holy white,
the thing had been transformed from one area to another. Staring about the
energy too long would cause ones eyes to hurt, so not even she glanced at
it, her eyes having shut themselves down. Link and Navi had the bad chance
of staring up, groaning in pain only after ten seconds, and keeping their
eyes focused on her. It was better to watch her, kept the eyes safe, though
it was apparent that something was going to come out of that new energy field.
Was if even possible for something to travel through that power without being
incinerated, or having the equal or even more energy than
that?
Incredible were the only words that form Link's lips, he was absolutely
mesmerized by the way things were sparking up to be, even more when something
formed. That relentless energy had formed itself up and created the shape
of a doorway, the door stood about seven feet tall, and a handle on it. Even
colour appeared about, the door changing into a deep brown, the white seeping
away slowly, until it faded from the scene. Now, standing before all the
eyes to see, was a door the, knob shimmering a beautiful golden, as if the
thing had just been made. Hadn't it, wasn't that the truth, that stupid door
was condensed out of energy, and was hunkering to be opened for them
all.
Did doorways read minds? If so, then maybe a magical one had read the two
partners, as the Fairie of greatness kept the chanting. Slower, her chants
had become, they were beginning to slow down and with that, the door was
beginning to open itself for the duo. Whatever was behind their, no energy
readings were given to even Navi, the thing was a mystery to the two of them,
sure that she knew. No price had been extracted, not even a kiss, and now
a weird door was appearing out of no where, behind the mysteries of the world.
Link, at this time, had no doubt there just had to be a monster they had
to battle, maybe this wasn't even a Great Fairie at all.
Grabbing on the sword, he was ready to release it from the scabbard, having
no trouble to face an opponent, even though he felt like shit. None of his
power had returned the creeks in the door getting louder as the door converted
back and forth upon its rusty hinges. Yea, as new as the door looked, the
hinges were ugly; they very much looked like someone had just replaced the
doorknob and the wood. Now, the closer they got to him, he nodded at his
fairie with some precognition to get one of her blasts ready to send off
in a fury. When, at last, the area had opened all the way and the silhouette
appeared in his face, the hand dropped and the grim expression was one of
joy.
Yes, the Great Fairy's smile had broke out into a barrel of laughter, the
eyes open and staring at the door, as the rest of them had ever since the
door appeared. It wasn't as harmful as the Ki had been; a lot of it was just
the knowledge of the swirling feelings that came within and outward. The
shadow had appeared for all of them--Link at first--for some reason and with
a gasp of pleasure, everything bad had been kept in secret. Exploiting the
full size of the door was none other than the one whom he had ventured up
here for, besides the Fire Medallion's value. There, with the beautiful hair
now in curls, the streaks of mud washed away from her body, as beautiful
when they met, was Kaci.
"K-Kaci?" Link gasped out in surprise, the appearance of her had surprised
him more than anything, and the way she looked was better than
before.
"Yes, this is the Hylian girl you so talked about." The fairie went back
to the position where she was sitting on the couch, viewing the scene with
none of the utmost respect for it.
Indeed, she had seemed to grow in her beauty, especially compared to the
last time he had seen her--even if mud did make her look beautiful. Wow,
the way her hair was done was even more incredible, it had been cut short--
kind of like a boy's was--even shorter than his, but she pulled it off with
those features. Even her face seemed to be sky-lighted with a bit of make-
up, some of the first kind he had seen on a girl as young as her. Dressed
in a beautiful pink dress, it was one of the nicest things he had ever seen,
even better than anything was to be seen the princess in. Indeed, it was
nice, a wondrous feature that made even the most beautiful Hylian women to
be put in the uttermost shame.
The reactions from each of them was quite different from the other, while
she was standing there in the new attire, Link was simply mesmerized. Not
that she was the most beautiful woman in the world--though she seemed like
it now--it was like she had metamorphosed into something else. Morphing was
a good way to present this; there wasn't anything that could save the evil,
like a purifier of the justice from the heavens. Caterpillar to a butterfly,
she was out of her pupa and backs into the open, dying to spread her wings
and fly into the brand of the world. Now the world was different for the
rest of her, no one would ever harm her, in this aura she gave off, she could
conquer a new land.
Navi, on the other hand, wasn't thinking about her beauty or anything--she
was just interested in how the world was going about this. Sure, she noticed
the new girl's beauty, she was physically the same, but mentally, she was
even vaster in the entire knowledge. It was thought maybe she carried the
Triforce of Wisdom, and with further exception, she viewed that her assumption
was wrong. They had checked her before, it was thought maybe the piece came
to her just recently, maybe the original holder was dead, or something. She
thought that if someone died, when they held the piece (and had no offspring)
that the piece would simply find another user.
"L-Link?" Kaci spoke, after five minutes, her eyes had been shut like she
was asleep, or so it seemed, probably in an unconscious state of
mind.
"Yea, we came to rescue you, but it seems that she has done it." Navi spoke
out; pointing the obvious out to the little girl, the Fairie above them that
was just brooding with the joy done in at her.
Letting out a squeal of excitement, she spun around when his Fairie spoke
up, turning towards where the large woman was siting. That was when her eyes
were brightened with fear, the fear that this was some sort of monster that
had stolen her away from him. She never got a good glance at the monster
that had taken her, soon after they left, the thing had knocked him over
the head and went about his way. When she awoke she was in complete darkness,
some rustling sounds caused her to scream and there she saw black again.
Now, back in the real world, she was scared to death of what stood infront
of her, some sort of beast with vines all around it, so she ran towards Link,
screaming.
"Hey, it's okay, just calm down. She's not bad, this is the Great Fairy,
she saved you." He let his arms open, and caught the girl with one flick
of the wrist, his words were to console her, to keep her from breaking out.
The hysterics were done down with those words, his hands splaying over her
hair and consoling the shortened form that she had gotten. As he consoled
her, Navi fluttered over and shined her new barrier on the girl, which she
took into her arms and began to let out a small giggle. It was soon over,
the cheering up, and that was just fine with the both of them, they didn't
want to scare her half to death, or anything. Well, as he sat down, where
he knelt to summon the fairie, he backed up on a stair and let her sit on
his lap, glancing at the fairie master.
"So, are we done here?" Navi spoke out, glancing over towards the fairie
with her eyes glaring forward, the gleam she saw, it meant they were far
from done.
"Nope, I also have gained more power of the years and if you would allow
me, I will update you two's manna power, that way you can perform even more
powerful magical attacks." She smiled sincerely at them, coming down to a
float, towards them she flowed as a gentle pace, and glanced down at them
all.
"Better magic, that means I can summon even more powers, and even more often?"
Wow, that would be great, he wouldn't be as drained when they faced a boss,
or could blow even more energy in an attack, to finish an enemy
off!
"Yes, you shall receive it, on certain.conditions." The way she said that
word caused Kaci to stare at them in curiosity, the spiteful Navi to grit
her teeth, and Link to let out a shudder. Yea, it seemed it was going to
end this way, they were going to have to give her some sort of kiss--well
the Hero of Time was going too. Simply standing up, walking over to the side
and sitting down the girl, he patted her head and wandered over towards the
fairie, opening his arms. Maybe that started it, him spinning around and
meeting the eyes of Navi, shrugging a shoulder, cheeks flushed with the beautiful
colour of ruby. Well, the way he looked was what drove her to float over
to Kaci and sigh in protest, covering her own eyes, seeing the girl was watching
with interest.
"What are they gonna do?" They were about fifteen feet away from Link, so
he could probably hear them, just not really listening at this time, his
senses dulled.
"They are gonna exchange something for a deal, a kiss, they are going to
kiss each other so she'll give the magic, stupid girl has done it before."
She wanted to call that bitch an even worse name, though this girl was so
young that she cared about this, no need to teach the younger generation
bad language.
She gasped a little, the woman was going to kiss Link, though that was what
Navi had said, she thought that maybe the woman wanted something else. Maybe
she was getting the kiss and he was just giving it, like something that he
really hadn't wanted to give to the older woman. Well, whatever the case,
she didn't think it was her business, up until she thought of the girl pressing
her lips against the boy whom had saved him. Even though he said that the
girl had saved him, this boy had traveled up to wherever they were and headed
up the entire trail. It was strange; the anger inside her was new, except
maybe the sweet taste of getting revenge for her family, that anger wasn't
real.
Everyone knew Navi's feelings, so that was going to be left alone, all that
went on was the Fairie grabbed a hold of the boy and puckered up. She didn't
grab him by the waist this time; she was holding him by his behind, he sitting
on her hands, as she pressed herself to kiss. Resting on those hands, groping
at it every now and then, the feelings of rejoice were in her mind, the feelings
of getting this. After seven long years, it was time; they had been waiting
for this kiss ever since putting glances on the cute ten-year old, a wannabe
hero. Now, at seventeen, he was matured and much more glorious for a kiss
from the one who had been made by the Goddesses specifically.
When the lips touched his, he was brought back into a sway of movements;
the feelings of his body were beginning to numb. Yes, his entire body went
numb--he guessed Navi's did also--when he stared across the room, he saw
that she was shaking like him. The light was probably the feeling of more
manna entering his body; this was just a little sacrifice to get into the
league of Ganondorf. More manna meant more power, and with more power it
would be much easier to take over the King of Thieves' empire and minions.
With more time on his hands before he got to Ganon, it was best to prepare
himself for the duration that was coming forth, all the
struggles.
Struggling for breath, the kiss went on a full five minutes, each time during
the kiss was when certain hands reached forward and groped down there. By
the time she broke the kiss, he was gasping for breath and red in the face--well
also blue from the lack of air in his windpipe. Link hadn't much smooching
experience, so he remember to breathe through the nose--even though he did
so when with his forest girl. Apparent not at this time, all he had thought
of was the tongue, it was lapping through his mouth, like the other kiss,
though in a different stance. Yes, the tongue was much longer than Saria's,
it was much longer and almost making him gag as it slithered in and out of
his mouth.
At last, to the relief of Link--the jealously of Navi (and even Kaci)--the
kiss was broken off and he released to the ground, his hands beginning to
glow. Blinking in confusion, he stared at his outward palms, glancing over
towards Navi with a sense of fear echoing through his mind. Well, her entire
body was glowing, she looking back at him with the same confusion and fear
mixed together; it felt as if they would blow up. Growling, not in anger,
but the frustration was building up as he glanced towards her and held his
hands in the area for her to see. So eerie, the new power in him was making
his hands glow, and this wasn't the power of the Triforce, or perhaps it
was making the piece power even better.
"What is this, Miss Fairie?" Navi blurted out, coming over towards her partner
and exposing her full body to the woman, she had some good explaining to
do.
"That is your manna, young Fairie. Yours too, Link." A nod was given to the
both of them; it was strange since they had never had the full extension
of hands--for Link-- and the entire body for Navi.
"But my hands--they are glowing!" Maybe thinking she was blind, he displayed
his hands clearly at the Great Fairie, as someone came up to his side and
nuzzled against his side. Stopping for a moment, he stared down and saw that
Kaci had come over towards him and was looking over at the Fairie, as if
she was mad. Link had to admit that he was very much flattered that she was
showing these emotions for him, she was a lot younger than he was, he guessed
about Saria's age. That was when it dawned on him why she was showing these
strong influences, the reason she was a lot more influenced towards him,
than anyone else. How come she was mature, to have these feelings, she was
not like Saria--the forest girl was a mature girl beyond her ages--this was
a small Hylian.
"Yes, the hands are what you can use, you don't need your sword anymore.
If you learn the art of the martial, then you will be able to generate manna
energy into your fists and feet. You, Navi, have the new ability to give
an all-out attack with your body, instead of just your hands, like before."
Nodding with the anticipation, she saw each of them was excited by their
newfound powers, it was quite a change from before.
Link rested his hands down at his sides, deciding to test the powers out,
even if he didn't know the martial arts, as of yet, that is. Pushing his
fist forward, throwing a punch into the air, he saw the glowing that came
out, though nothing physical was released. With a bit of anger in his
personality, he reached for the sword and swung it out, like slashing out
at something that was heading his sword. To his surprise, his sword attack
had given back, because the sword felt lighter than it ever had, and a wave
of energy shot out and hit the wall. Something crumbled down, chunks of the
wall giving in, this where the girl had been standing with Navi, only a few
minutes ago (glad they had moved.)
Viewing the power of her boy, she noticed that his punches (and probably
his kicks) were only to be powered up with the vow of the arts. Such a doubt
to see that his new powers couldn't be tested; she was a little angered over
the matter of the doubt the power wouldn't be used. Well, the sword came
out, slicing the air and decimating the wall without so much as the lack
of power that would be used in there. They definitely needed to harness the
power, or he'd end up killing innocent people when he was fighting some monsters,
in a town. It was decided that next time they ran into Shiek, each of them
would train with the boy and learn to harness their manna into the power
of Ki.
"The sword is much more powerful." He whispered out to Navi, probably Kaci
hearing it too, he was mostly speaking to himself, than anyone else in the
entire room.
"Yea.let me try mine." Without thinking, she rolled over towards the wall
that he had sliced out an energy wave at--they both having no consideration
for this home. That was in mind when she condensed the energy--no, she didn't
even have timed to push it down--because as soon as that was done she brought
they energy out, it fired. Surprising even her, she let out a cry of joy
when the energy came out of her body and shot forwards at the wall, the energy
in the form of her body. Yes, it had no condensation whatsoever, it was as
if the entire place had just been erupted by a volcano, nothing was going
to stop it. Energy slammed down into the wall, creating a hole that was the
size of her small body, not as much damage as what Link had
done.
Controlling these powers was not going to be as simple as could be; the two
of them were going to have to tell that Fairie to calm their powers down.
It was going to be that way, or each of them would kill each other-- especially
if one got mad at the other and threw their arms out. That was a scary thought,
too much energy was never good enough for anyone, it was always scary when
that thing was in mind. About to talk to the woman of power, Link reached
up to speak when the expression on her face caused him to halt in his tracks.
She had an expression of fear, a little one and spread her arms out, which
were when she disappeared from them, a small boulder appearing across her
pond.
"The Triforce is covered! We can't call her back!" Link screamed out, the
entire place was getting hotter and hotter, he soon realizing that she wasn't
the one that had smashed the pond.
"Link, the volcano! It's gonna erupt!" Navi screamed out, coming over to
Kaci, who had fallen down to her knees and started crying, the piercing screams
of rocks hurting her sensitive ears. Link's were beginning to flow with blood,
as he reached over for Kaci and threw her forward, bundling up his weapons
and armour, slipping them in his bag. Even the sword and shield were inside
there, no need to fight since the entire place was dead, the enemies were
gone and if they ran into them, they were dead. Navi could always just zap
them with her new power, if she had any power left, from the look on her
face, she had thrown all her energy out. The fatigue from before--the both
of them having it--had made the energy attacks drain everything that they
had to give to the manna.
Indeed, the volcano was going to throw out masses of lava, each of them only
at the center of the area, which was the most horrible idea. Link had thrown
himself out of the area; Navi under his cap and Kaci were tucked inside of
his tunic, to keep her from falling out. This also gave him free access with
his arms, this way he could take out anything with his fists, or try to pump
the air to run faster. A nice joke, there was no time for it, and as they
sailed through the Fairie room, and back into the center of the room, the
lava was rising. Oh, Goddess, the lava was rising--not too fast, but it was
rising a few feet every second, still down about five hundred feet into the
ground.
In all directions he spun around, looking for a rope of maybe a way out of
here, there just had to be an entrance that would get him out of here. Then
he remembered the entrance to the Goron's place, slapping his forehead and
shaking it in pure disgust of the simple idea. Sure, the Gorons were safe
from the lava, but not even this new tunic could withstand the pound of tons
and tons of lava on his bare skin. Fiery death was not pleasant, but maybe
he wasn't going to get that, there was the death of being crushed to death
by a falling rock. Maybe if the lava protected him, the amount of pressure
would kill him, they're seemed to be no way out of this place, any simple
way.
"Navi.where do we go?" He was about to wet himself, the fear of dying was
so apparent, with the other battles he could survive, and here there was
no way to go.
"Urm.the city? No! The place will leak, urm." Navi screamed out, circling
in every direction she could, looking for maybe a ledge he could climb on,
the stuff would be here very soon.
"What should I do!" He was almost in tears, holding them back for the two
women and when Navi suggested something about the last tune they had learned,
he was ecstatic
"Oh, yes! Navi, you are a genius!" He squealed in joy, wanting to repay her
later with a kiss, but when he took out his ocarina and blew the tune of
the forest out, nothing happened. Just as sure as the damned hells were,
nothing was coming out of there, the place was deserted, the tune of magic
was no more. He realized that maybe he had forgotten the words, misplaced
it, and when he yanked out the notes to catch a hold of them, they fell.
Notes of which he had noted all of his tunes on, the ones he would never
be able to remember they were drifted down towards the fires below. The next
moments were in slow-motion, he trying to grab them, Navi reaching them and
seeing them go into a ball of flames as they reached the lava.
He didn't blame her; he didn't blame her at all, that was what tuned through
his mind as he headed down towards where the temple was. Maybe if he shut
off himself in there, the doors would hold and he'd be able to make his way
down the mountain, yea, which would be the best thing to do. As he reached
the end of the pass, his foot slipped down on the little spot where the Triforce
was, and that symbol of the Fire Medallion. Touching it must of signal something,
remembering what Daruina had said about meeting another person, it was so
vague and distant. Even though it happened less than twenty minutes ago,
it was like he hadn't been listening back then, as the air disappeared, he
prayed if he got out of this that he would always listen to his
elders.
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Time slowed down whenever they would move with the tunes, only this time
they weren't in that place, they were resting somewhere much higher. Away
from the hot contents of below, he was safe--for the time being--resting
where he had sat over seven years ago, the place of waking. Yes, the boy
was sitting down where he had met Gaebora that took him down towards Kakariko
Village, the place of resting his bones. Now, he was on top of the mountain,
having more time to escape than he thought though not enough to leave this
place and get out of town. Maybe they were all doomed, he thought as the
Fairie cavern before him was shut down, obvious that all the sprites were
holed up inside to keep the lava from incinerating their tiny bodies--not
looking welcoming.
Shaking his head, he was remembering that Daruina had said they would appear
up
somewhere else when they had rescued Kaci, yea that was it. Then they were
to meet a man who had made beautiful weapons--maybe the one who had instructed
his armour, if Daruina hadn't made it with energy? It was peculiar, because
as he stared around, he saw that no one was here, there was no one in his
way, but a shivering Kaci and Navi. Kaci was shivering all over, he gripping
her and holding her down in his tunic, glad that nothing had happened to
throw her out of there and into the lava, he'd never forgive himself. Navi
looked frightful, just as bad as he thought he looked, knowing what this
trip was doing too her, making her even more afraid of
everything.
".Link, what happened?" Kaci had been staring down at his chest, he face
planted there for protection, now she was just glancing up at him, worried
for all.
"My friend, the Sage of Fire, the one who located you--he transported us
out of here, but probably doesn't know about the volcano blowing its top
and just sent us up here by instinct, isn't that right, Navi?" Trying to
get her out of his fright, he noticed when that smile of his glazed over
towards her, he reaching and curling her in his finger, he just stared down
at her beautifully, she would be alright, given some time.
"Y-yea, he said someone was gonna meet us, but where are they?"
"Navi, are you okay?" Kaci turned her head towards her and smiled a little,
she was getting used to the fairie, and she had never been this shaken up
before. Maybe Kaci was ignorant, or just naïve, she didn't know what
Link had meant by 'blown its top' or however he had phrased that sentence.
No, she didn't know the volcano was going to blow, or the matter of the fact
was that she knew and didn't care in the tiniest bit. Protection was what
she expected from Link, he would do his job and come through with her, he
had saved her once before. If she were to pass today, she would die happier
than she had when they had first met, a little girl that was living in a
stupid dream world.
"I'm fine, we'll get through this." Navi sensed the courage that Kaci had,
somehow she was able to feel it within her own bones and drew on it, acting
more like the Hero of Time' partner now.
"Nevertheless, we need to get the hell out of here, I am sure this volcano
is gonna come out of there in less than ten minutes, or so, that's if the
rate stays the same." Link had turned back towards his chest, watching as
Navi rested on his ear, preparing to jump and scale down the vine ladder--
hoping it hadn't rotted. Having to take a long fall down, if they were to
fall, he knew this well and was planned on dying this way, then getting his
ass burned off. All he didn't want to do was hurt his fairie and this girl;
he wanted each of them to live on, even if he was cremated into ashes. Well,
before he even got the chance to check it, something entered his field of
vision and he drew for his sword (realizing how stupid it was to have it
in his bag.) The Hookshot he drew out of side back, reaching for it and aiming
up at the something that was coming towards him, or better yet rising itself
up at him.
What happened next was unbelievable, but a lot of things in this tale were
labeled under that factor, that was very sure of it. Raising about two hundred
feet was a Goron, this was no ordinary rock-monster, this person was not
even one of the strangest looking of the bunch. He looked physically the
same as the rest of the race--except the ex-leader--despite the fact that
he measured in size to the Deku Tree. Reason that no one had noticed him
before, was the fact that he was blending in with the dirt, going down into
his most natural state of a rock. Gorons had good camouflage, their backs
could be refereed to a rock, Link had made the mistake of seeing them as
that, and this one was just the same.
That was a little preposterous, not to notice this balled up Goron, maybe
it was the fact he wasn't looking and half-scared to death. Fear seemed to
block things, create hallucinations, it was all done in with this, and the
simple fact that death was on the line of his life. Well, that was apparent,
each of them having the mixed reactions from the Goron, Kaci scared to death,
Link mesmerized with awe, and Navi thinking this was the friend. The friend
that he had directed them too, he looked like he could be some help in the
volcano, but the idea of burning him to death was no in their present agenda.
Maybe he was seen as a boulder, or a part of a mountain, but he was definitely
nothing than of a rock, a rock only being a tiny piece of
that.
Unrolling from the mountain of a ball, the thing looked up at them, slinking
down a little on its knees, leaning down and finally landing on his stomach.
Yes, lying on its stomach was the best it could do to face him, the grin
was smiling at them as he had finally found some company. Probably not there
back in the days when Link was a child, maybe a child back the, it was untold
how old this abomination could be. Either deserted from the lands as being
too big, or the fact he couldn't fit in the city, this Goron must have had
a lot of free time on its hands. Glancing down at the three people, his hands
were down at his sides, he spoke with such a mighty voice that the ex-Deku
Tree was put to shame.
"Hello, young adventurers, what brings you all here?" His voice was so loud
that Link had taken some of his tunic, ripped it off and stuffed it inside
the ears of Kaci, the Hylian children's ears were more sensitive than the
teens.
"We are here because we seek some help, the volcano is erupting!" The first
time he tried to speak to him, the Goron just canted his head in confusion,
Link screaming it out the second time around the bin.
"The volcano is going berserk, eh? Hrm, we have to put a stop to that, normally
I would just sit on the thing, but the last time this happened was thirty
years ago, my poor arse hasn't healed yet." The fire would literally burn
through the tough skin and kill him, plugging the hole was out of the matter,
though there were other things to consider.
"Do you have any other ideas, Great Goron, Daruina sent us here! Before the
volcano started and now that it has, we may need you to stop it!" Navi was
literally pleading, her eyes were watering up, and they were all teary to
try to convince the Goron that the entire situation was settled on
him.
"I am called Biggeron. Daruina, you say? Well, I will take care of it for
you, I want you all to head to Kakariko, you will find safety there." He
spoke with a voice that tried to be compassionate, as fearful as they were
of the voice, it was sensed in the voice and given out in full
proportion.
"That's madness, we'll never make it down!" Link tried to reason with the
man, who simply shook his head and began to pull something from the ripe
earth that Din had created. In amazement, what was yanked out of the ground
were two giant Gorons, they weren't as huge as he isn't, though, about a
fourth. Fifty feet across, the Gorons were secured with saddles, like horses
were, and as the man sat them down, they were revving and ready to go. Link
was getting a little nervous about this, the idea of riding them down the
mountain reminded him of what happened all those years ago. With the Goron's
trip down five or so flights of stairs, the scariest thing that he had ever
seen in his life, that was nothing compared with riding these beasts down
the mountain.
"What're those?" Navi peered out in curiosity, she was floating over the
pissed-off Link, and he hadn't seemed to notice the creatures as of
yet.
"These Mini-Gorons, they are mutations that I have conducted, they aren't
real ones and have no personalities. Don't worry, you thought they were my
sons, but they aren't, I want you to ride these down to Kakariko. With there
speed, you can be there in about nine minutes, I know it is a very fast way
to travel." Daring not to laugh, fear of knocking them off the mountain,
his grin was widening as he picked them all off and sent them
off.
Thrown, tied down with the reigns, they were sat on the left one of the
Mini-rock-eaters, sending it off as Link screamed in protest. His screams
were led out in vain, the right one was right behind them, guarding them
for if something were to come out and attack. It would swing around the front,
then the back, when something was in the way, guarding it with the tougher
exterior it held, then its brother--though the one attacking was too hard
to ride on. Down the entire ride, there was no way to describe how fast they
went; it was the fastest speed that Link and Navi had ever traveled. Kaci
was scared out of her wits, the fear that something was going to get in their
way to tip them over and make them slam into the ground at the miles they
were going.
Talking was absolutely unbelievable on here, there was no way, because their
voices echoed out as soon as something was getting started. Link would get
a few words out--voice rasping for water--and Navi would not be able to hear,
or her voice too small to answer back at him. It was nothing to do with Kaci,
she was too small to do anything, too small to talk, and the fact she was
about to wet her little pants. The two saw this and instead of talking, they
focused on making her feel better, her benefit was better than her having
a heart attack. Plus the fact that there was nothing else to do on this ride,
there was no time to even enjoy the scenery, it went around too fast for
them.
Nobody knew what Biggeron had up his sleeve, all they were to do was trust
him and hope the giant was to come through with whatever plan he had. Maybe
Daruina had sensed the thing was coming, and sent them up there, because
going down and hiding would not stop the lava. It would spread all over the
land, maybe even getting as far as the Kokiiri Forest and Lake Hylia, maybe
drowning the entire lands in lava. That was true, since this entire country
was surrounded by the mountains of Death, they could be traveled and blow
the other volcanoes on here. Well, that was if the place was lined with other
red mountains, no one knew what was up there, since there was no way to get
across them, unless you had wings or maybe a machine that could
fly.
The path was getting closer and closer, the more time they spent down here,
the closer they got to the edge, and the exact time was right. Maybe he was
psychic, or knew his eruptions, but when six minutes had passed, they were
already more than halfway down the mountain. Near the fabled Dodongo's Cavern,
they slid down past it and kept their ways down there, the crossings were
further and further down into the land. Pretty soon they would be in
Kakariko--Biggeron said it was safe down there--and for some reason, Link
believed the giant Goron. There was no need for anything, all they had to
do was hold on and everything would be saved, the land would be plugged up
by his plan.
Rolling downward caused each of them the little girl was so scared, that
all her thoughts were focused on was the way Link was going to save her from
the dangers ahead, he was the bravest of them all. Pushing over to Link,
he had time to doubt the plan of that rock-eater, he could have been bluffing
and just trying to tease them along, a malicious being with bad intentions
at heart. Maybe not wanting to deal with their deaths--or scared himself--he
had fled the country of Hyrule and was off towards bigger and better places,
if there were such places out of Hyrule (he'd never heard of any other lands
out here.) Almost wishing he hadn't stepped on that large pillar, then he
wouldn't have to be worried about being stuck on this ride down the mountain,
measuring in an even more risky situation inside a hot volcano. A succumb
inside the Fire Temple didn't look that safe, even now, but it was a hell
of a lot better than depending upon a man that none of them had ever laid
eyes on, one that could be untrustworthy.
Terror had to come; the calculations were off by a few minutes that were
apparent when a deafening sound even ruptured Kaci's plugged ears. All of
them whipped their heads to behind them, causing a bad whiplash, but that
would come later, no one was interested in that now. What they saw made their
eyes fill of in fear, the emotions were the same between the trio of them,
it was the sight that got to them, not the sound--they could of dealt with
that. Just like hearing lightning wasn't as bad as seeing it, if you didn't
look directly at the source of the sounds, maybe you could die in the utter
ignorance of not knowing anything. Unfortunately, Link had looked, followed
by Kaci canting her head over there, and Navi flipping around, the magma
inside the volcano began to spew from out, floating down into lava,
now.
Oh Goddess, it was true there was lava bubbling from the top of the mountain
and it was spewing down even faster than they were going. At this rate, the
lava would hit the Mini-Gorons and take them out of commission; the meeting
ending before the quest was even over. Hrm, the calculations were way off,
whatever senses that this Goron had were not that good, though better than
any of them had expected out of it. A good run, it was, it was a nice way
to end the life, the nervousness of the minis holding out was still in mind,
and maybe it would do some good. It was sad, this was going to come about,
there was nothing to resolve and everything was in its wrong mind, the fear
increasing.
Bubbles of lava seemed to overflow the path, already down near the Goron
City and flowing down, the closer and closer it came, and the more nervous
Link was. He was biting his lips in fear as the lava flowed upward and scalded
several enemies that had come out to see what was going on. Even poor, innocent
animals were taken out; nothing left of them, as far as he could see, maybe
they would have some remains when it was over. Well, the remains were another
dispute that he had in mind; skin wasn't what was going to happen, maybe
some nasty bones. Doubtful if those remains were alive--no it wasn't doubtful,
it was a natural fact that anything--besides a Goron--would be scalded to
death.
While he was biting his lips, Navi was too busy to analyze if the monsters
were going to hold, if they would have to leap on the cracks and climb up
to the northern mountains. Getting to the top part of the mountain would
be the most difficult, she could carry Kaci up all the way, since she looked
even lighter than Link had as a child. Yes, carrying her up there, Link could
climb and they would be safe from the fires that were below--she doubted
the lava would rise very high. When the animals were burnt up, the lava so
close that they could all smell it (or Link and Navi) the shivering was coming
out, they would hold out on the animals however long it took for them to
break. Faster and faster it went down, until it finally hit the balls, each
of them groaning in pain, keeping the same speed up as the lava passed them
and headed for the Kakariko Village.
It was happening, it was really happening, Kaci was scared to death, the
protection was still there, but she knew that Link couldn't stop this
catastrophe. Yes, they would survive it that she still believed in her heart,
it would just be a lot more difficult than she had ever thought possible.
Staring back, from her head on his shoulder, she whimpered as the lava was
around them, feeling sorry for the little monsters that were in pain. Wanting
to sooth they're suffering, there was nothing she could do, they were made
to help them survive the lava--that was the way nature had intended it. As
the paths led on, the lava was slowed down and just surrounding the three
of them, maybe trying to take all of them out and then go on for the innocent
town.
"Navi! What is the plan!" Link screamed now that the lava had slowed down,
they were able to hear each other if they would yell loud enough, the red
fire had stopped the traction sounds that the monsters made.
"I dunno, maybe cli--" She was cut off when something hit her voice, the
scream echoing out from her side and that was when everyone stared off to
the side in surprise. Coming out from the pass was what looked like a wave;
Navi had read of them back when she had learned about the fabled oceans.
No oceans were here, but the waves were copying it, this time they weren't
made of seawater, but consisted of the dreaded fire. Closer and closer they
were coming to the end of Kakariko, the gate just within twenty feet, it
was going to be close, and even from here she could see the terror- stricken
faces. How bad, she thought as they hid within the houses for protection,
how evil this was going to be, feeling that the Goron had let them down (and
in a way, they had let the entire village of Kakariko down.)
A possibility would have been that the entire town was let down, her plan
of escaping was only enough to stop the three of them from getting away.
She knew it was a cowards' way out of the situation, not even discussing
it with Link, she knew he would protest and want to die a hero's death. Truth
was, she didn't care if they died--as sad as it sounded--her initial concerns
were placed on the Hero of Time and the girl they had picked up. Screw everyone
else, they could all rot, not even did she have anything to think about them
while the torture of the place seemed in slow motion. Such fear was there,
the closer the lava came, that she threw that stupid plan away and slipped
down into his hat--calling herself stupid for even trying to save
anyone.
It was pitiful, the waves were washing down on them, well they would in a
few seconds, and he knew that it was all over, he knew that nothing could
save him. His life was flashing before his eyes, the adventures that he had
had in his lifetime, all that had happened with any fight against good and
evil. It was bad how the mind was accustomed to view the life, the old saying
was right when it did flash before your eyes, right before you died. Or maybe
he was just thinking he was about to die.that thought was pushed from his
mind, no matter how bad he was--he wasn't idiotic. The people he had defeated
monsters that were killed, trials had been endured, love sought and even
pushed away--in his own mind. Something pressed against his chest, he didn't
mind it, probably her shifting around on him, and a weight was gone--too
scared to even look at what was happening down on his chest.
Groaning from the uncomfortably at his chest, he knew it was just his heart
aching out for them, it was calling that it was time to. Of course he needed
help in this situation, his heart would cry out for him to get away, or maybe
that was his brain calling out for that. Sad as he was, in this state, he
was sick of everything, the torture that he felt from everything and what
was going to be out of the way when this was over. Soon it would be over,
he'd be dead and probably rotting in hell for his sins, and they were going
to judge him right after his demise. Maybe he was wrong, it was the brain
was the one calling to get the hell out of there, while his heart wanted
him to stay and face it towards the end.
As he stared forward, some of the people were still standing there, knowing
there was no way to get rid of the inevitable and facing their death. It
was sad, and at the same time, he had to commend them for their courage,
the courage that he had lost about twenty minutes ago--it had disappeared
when the mountain blew. The solemn eyes are what got him, the hues of multiple
colours that stared down in the sad ones, mothers holding children, and children
pressing against the mother's breasts. Small children, even grown men were
crying, it was tears around the bin, some of the crazy one had decided to
escape and try to move outward. Just as he was about to reach and grab one
of their hands.something yanked him forward and sent him flying outward,
slamming about fifty feet forward (away from the lava-pit that was coming
down.)
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She just had to do it, there was no other way, she soon realized that everything
was going to fade if she didn't do anything to stop it. Realizing that the
inevitable was near, the only thing to do was to throw him forward, save
his life, so he could live on and save the world. Somehow, she knew he was
a great a hero, he had told her about his adventures, there was that, and
the fact that he traveled so far for her. Flatter was what she felt when
rescued, she knew that she was in love with him, that was evident, but it
could never be--he was just too old for her, the hero of the legend, and
had another interest. Plus, the fact that he was a hero, and she was about
to be a martyr in this land, to be killed for some stupid reason that the
dark man had summoned up.
All her life, ever since the people had come to kill her family, she had
heard of a dark man that was going to take over the world, someday. There
would be a hero to stop it, and that was the Hero of Time.now that had come
and this person was the man named Link. A beautiful man, she couldn't help
doubt that he was someone who would stop the Ganondorf, that beast with the
pig-shaped snout. If anyone could kill him, it was the hero and his Fairie;
they were the only ones that were around to put a stop to this evil crimes
and unjust punishments. How unfair the man had made the world, punishing
the religious beliefs, unless it was part of Dragmirism, the Gerudo Women
and a few followers were the only ones that followed that ridiculous
religion.
Such a stupid religion, Ganondorf had posted it once everything was back
to normal, or the 'normal' that he displayed as his perfect utopia. His bliss
was nothing but horror for the others, she wondered how much pain this man
had suffered as a child, if he was abandoned or tortured as one. Either way,
no one would never know, unless they brigade the fortress of the Gerudo and
searched the birthrates and the journals of the mothers. She, however, would
never know, while the others might of found out the truth behind him, what
exactly had happened all those years ago, however many it was his age. Maybe
it was all a phrase, the man had to be at least older than seventeen or so,
but his disfigured face--or so she'd heard from the rumors--was forever immortal
thanks to his piece of Triforce.
Never would anyone have to suffer, in less than two month, or so she predicted
that was when it would end and that was when she would be avenged. Yes, she
knew the lava below would hit her body soon and then there would be nothing
left, maybe some bones that had been reduced down. By the time the pit had
cleared and cooled down to be walked on, her bones would be ashes; they were
only a physical form, anyway. With that form gone, she would be glad to be
of spirit and up towards where her creators were--where everyone had been
waiting for. As glad as she was to finally come up here, her distant mind
was saddened that she had met Link, probably because now that she was leaving,
misery was stricken in her little heart.
As these few seconds passed by, them going slower and slower, she knew that
he would be sad that she had sacrificed herself so that he'd live on. Maybe
a coward's way out, that was what Link would think, though she knew better,
it was as if the Goddesses had told her to do this. Indeed, that could have
been the case, which she was called into a dream and told to do this, the
awakening feelings were just now starting to open. Mmhm, she would accept
her fate with open arms, there was no denying what was going to happen when
it closed down on here. No denying that she would die a death, a quick one,
but nevertheless a death that would have been in vain-- too young to be killed
now.
She was ready to accept her death, there was some faults that maybe she would
be a wandering Poe in her next life, being of evil intent. That was shrunk
away when she thought of him, the way he looked when he was worried about
her, the other visions she had had of him. Yea, she had had visions of him
in battle, she guessed were real, about him fighting some sort of dragon,
a scary beast that looked like a bird. It was nice how he fought, the bribery
that was ensued in the hammer he used to kill the member of the reptilian
race, it was great how that happened. As she saw those, in her sleep, she
just knew he was the true Hero of Time, no fakes were going to be done here
(she would succumb and give her life for him.)
I recognize you, I feel you, and I adore you. Those were her thoughts when
she rampaged into the fire, licking at her with a closer and closer, the
breath was getting deep into her little body.
You will see him. A voice whispered, when she called out, it didn't answer
back, she thought it was her master coming to command her to go to
heaven.
Ready to embrace it all, she knew that something was going out of whack,
it was going to come all down in just as the seconds blew all past her. In
a matter of seconds, though seeming like years and years of torture, the
grasping fear of becoming a bad spirit that was disappearing from her. Lava
was evil, the heat was intensifying at every millisecond that went by, and
each of them disappearing with just the clothes left on her back. Soon, even
the clothes would burn, leaving her in her naked body, then the skin, flesh,
organs, and bones would soon becomes ashes. No fear was in her eyes, nothing
was there anymore, all she could think of was when Link would join here--in
however long it took--she'd wait.
Staring around, the flames beginning to heat around her body, she was no
longer part of the world anymore, she was somewhere else. Yes, the body was
now gone, the lapses of the wave had washed across her body and left her
down without a form at all, just a soul and a spirit. Nothing was left for
her around here, she saw the barrel that was coming in the air to save them,
no the body of someone they had met. This was what they wanted to protect
the hero from, now that he was over there, the lava would be reflected by
the one whom had done it once before. It was sad to leave; she so wanted
to stay, knowing that whatever was going to happen she would see form above,
with the Goddesses and her family, watching it with her own
mind.
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No one knew what the huge hole was, something of majesty to them all, a God
had appeared and saved the people from the burning magma. Just as the flames
were about to slosh down on them, the tidal wave initially over, was when
the figure appeared in their point of view. Slicing the surface, the deity
was pounced down into the surface wavering the lava away from them and keeping
it in descent. More than three-hundred feet, the huge rock was settled right
next to them and seemed to be more of skin than an actual rock. Glares of
it were ceasing to function, the monster or rock was hurting them, more of
a protective barrier was restraining them to live onward.
Even as the villagers were staring in awe at the special of reality, the
two of them knew that wha was protecting them was from a God. What a laugh,
to think that the people could be so gullible to believe that something was
going to happen here, a miracle of some sort. All it happened to be was
circumstance, the pure beautiful thought of it all made them both so sick,
cursing that all that lived--even themselves. Biggeron's work was in the
making, it survived all these years to do specific times of help, now its
volcano had erupted and it did what was best. Sickness appeared in the stomachs
of the hero and the heroine, the kind that went when the bile was about to
come up your throat.
The upchuck was going through his throat, he gulping it down his esophagus
and taking it in, holding the pressure to throw up back. If he'd thrown up,
they would of thought he was a nut and just kept to himself, maybe someone
that was worshiping the evil King. What a site it would be--the Hero of Time
having a trial for being for the side of evil--enough to make the chuckles
arise in his large throat. Maybe then he'd have been hung for his crimes
and out to dry on a stake, for those that sided with Ganon--a warning that
the resistance was strong. Fortunately, no one noticed that snobby little
laugh he made, him staring over at his fairie and she was not anywhere to
be found here.
Guess she's gone to sleep.or crying, poor baby. Hands were in his position,
reaching forward and stroking the hat where that bump still was bore, and
the twinge of pain allowed him to break into
sobs.
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Nothing else happened then, it was over within a few days, the Goron revealing
itself as one named Biggeron and everyone holding a festival in his name.
While the festival went on, everyone seemed to forget who just saved the
land--maybe causing the volcano to explode in the torsion. Though, it was
guessed that that was expected along these lines, it always was when you
were the hero of the past times, parted by destiny. Simply shrugging a shoulder
at the thought of that, it wasn't a real big thing that you were celebrated,
actually sort of a good thing. At least the destiny and his public life wasn't
revealed to anything--Link could be a very private person--and at his current
rate he had a whole bunch of secrets to hide.
An entire week was spent in the festival, no one even making sure to check
the lava if anyone had died a horrible death in there. After about six days
of the ensuing celebration, neither of them taking celebration but renting
a small room at an Inne (Anjou was in the celebrations) was when they searched.
Lying in the inn was so annoying; he wanted to go outside, though both of
them were still in mourning for what had happened here. Finally, he decided
enough was enough and was viewing the possibilities that maybe a burial was
in service to showcase his affection. Going through the wreckage for a few
hours proved frivolous, they knew that the body was long-gone, away with
everything else it maimed down to the point of no return.
I could have stopped it; I could have saved her. If only I had tried my best,
noticed what was going on, then it wouldn't have mattered what she could
have done. It was flowing down through his mind as he searched all around
for some sort of evidence for some help; it could have been saved by it
all.
Navi had called him down, he returning from his spot, each of them dressed
in some suits made of rubber--it kept them from scalding themselves. Ash
was still strewn around, it cooled down to the point of the rubber not burning,
though still hot enough to put scald marks on flesh. Throwing ash out of
the way, more and more, where she had felt with a bump with an iron bar they
were using without digging with their hands. At long last, the time had come
for the search disappearing, everything coming at long last when those bones
appeared in the midst. Bones--the callus that they originated were of a human,
or maybe a Hylian since the area near the ears were more turned up than the
latter.
Throwing the ashes aside, releasing the entire dirt from the skeleton, his
fingers prodded upon it and found that the thing was slowly disappearing.
As much as he wanted to stop it, to prevent it from happening, he was caught
in vain here, he was simply gone from there and in another place. In this
place, she was melting like a witch from a one of those stories where the
water was thrown on them, the most beautiful way to end its life. Grabbing
for her, the skeleton was now in place and was disappearing slowly, it going
bit by bit as his fingers slid out for it for a grasp. Even back in the real
world--it now around--his fingers slid out as the dust disappeared from it
and nothing was left of the scene.
The sobs racked his throat when the ashes were gone, them even disappearing
as the wind picked up and blew them into the hot ash, even though this was
the hot ones itself. Gathering up some ice he had gotten from the village,
he packed it down a little of the ashes so it could cool down for a few seconds.
Taking it away after a thirty-some seconds had passed, he scooped up a bag
and took the ashes in there, fastening it shut with him placed it inside
a bag with ice on it. This way, the thing would keep the bag from melting
and keep the ashes cool enough to carry back to the town, something he planned
to do. Making his way back to the village in silence, neither of them talked,
eyes were directed on the cloth bag it was in, the name of hers on
there.
We didn't know anything about her, the sadness that must have flown through
her head, though she didn't forget anything, she saved us. The fairie was
quiet the entire time, but so was the Hylian, it seemed that either of them
were not going to talk the entire way back. Not that much conversation had
gone out in the day, at the nights during this week they talked all they
could about her, what they knew and didn't. Link spent a good four days in
bed determined to be ready to go ahead and venture on by the time that Sunday
appeared on the horizon. Now the Sabbath day was around and all they had
to do was one thing this afternoon, go to sleep and be ready before the day
came up.
Already nearing the four o'clock sun, each of them were past the village,
going through the steep alleyways, avoiding the last of the parades going
on. That fat-ass Biggeron didn't mention Link once, he was already headed
up the mountain, the dying of the parades were done with the charging. Such
a stupid sight, it made her sick to see how well he was treated for just
using his girth to save the town--what he planned on doing. When the turn
of the graveyard was coming their way, Link broke out into a run, he gripping
the ashes harder with the hand. They would of burst, if not for him holding
back the power he possessed, the tears streaking down his face and falling
below, holding the sobs back that processed into small little
mewls.
Each had done their share of crying; maybe believing she was still around,
though what they found at the site had made them sulk down. On the way back
from the site, away from the skeleton was a rock that secured some sort of
burnt material that someone had held onto. Lifting the small boulder a little,
Navi had peeked down and yanked it out, she dropping it and letting out a
cry of displeasure, backing up near his ample face. He belt and grabbed it,
the tears breaking out as what was revealed was that piece of cloth, a pink
ribbon attached to Kaci's little dress. The one that she had occupied from
the Great Fairie, it surviving when an on-going rock had crushed some of
her dress, the fire sweeping her further back--a weird coincidence since
the lava was going forward.
Maybe she was swimming through the water was what Navi had thought and now
as they stood ahead in the Kakariko Graveyard, a spade held in her partner's
hand, it was too much. She went under his hat, sobbing as the small little
clunks were heard from all over, they seemed to be eating away at her ears,
clawing at the sounds. Nothing could of stopped those marks, for she knew
that normal marks weren't like this, normal ones were for people that had
died and had gone. She just didn't die, she was murdered by the one who blew
up that Goddessdamned mountain up, it wasn't a normal blow away and she knew
exactly who. Some hours later--she didn't know how long--she appeared out
of the hat and came into the darkness of the graveyard, seeing Link was leaning
against a tombstone.
"You okay?" He had a toothpick in his mouth; it was a substitute to smoking
a cigarette--though he felt like puffing on those cancer-ridden tobacco
pieces.
"I'm fine." She whispered, though she knew she was far from fine in this
whole state, her body felt like it was about to explode with the
anger.
"Well, I laid it in.I just couldn't bring myself to bury her."
"I know what you mean, this--this seemed to have changed you."
"Of course it changed me, Navi, someone died!" The anger coiled out in his
voice, his arms getting a sudden charge, as if he was going to strike her,
then they calmed down and he stared at her stupidly, remorse sprayed across
his face, like he had just killed someone and in a way he had. "Navi.I-I'm
sorry for what I said, I am not thinking. After all the shit that is going
on, why should I take it out on the only girl that is here to comfort me?
With Saria gone, I can't even call her on the ocarina, and with everyone
miles away, I the most dependant on the one true person I can
trust."
"It's okay, Link." Wavering towards his face, she leaned forward and embraced
the boy in her arms, he gripping her harshly into a sullen embrace of passion.
One good thing about her size was that he could keep her close to him, hold
her even better, and the kisses were a lot better now. Sure, he kissed her
now, as he had done during the mourning period, they're relationship was
getting a lot more expressed than when he was a child. It seemed a shame
how he acted, more serious than a ten-year old would happen to act--or maybe
it wasn't bad, she seemed toe enjoy them more than anything. Small kisses,
well ones without tongue, were the only ones he gave her, or maybe it was
the only one that she had allowed him to give.
That amount of assessment caused him to perk up, and he grabbed a hold of
the spade, taking one flick of the shovel and pressing it forward. Staring
at the box they had assigned it in, a coffin with a golden lock upon it--he
had to wonder why in the world they had gotten one with a lock. Unconsciously
he had purchases this for three hundred rubies, using his entire ruby-bag
and then selling some of the stuff he had salvaged around town. A regular
thief, he was turning into, actually getting some of the stuff he had taken
from the Fire Temple more than a week ago. It had to be because they were
afraid no one would break into the lock and get at the encasements he had
placed inside of there.
Not able to latch onto the spade to dig, the thoughts of it were making him
dizzy, something gripped at his shoulder, the fear appearing. The dead had
come to get him, they were back with their Poe forms and the thousands of
torches ready to burn him at the steak. His hallucinations were getting the
best of him in this situation, no one was going to calm him down, or save
him from the evil dead. Navi couldn't save him like she usually could, he
felt her kissing his cheeks and trying to cheer him up, he scared because
the leader of the pack was present. The leader was a little girl dressed
in a beautiful dress, her skin was charred--her having no Poe form-- maybe
the form she had died in--the little girl was one by the name of
Kaci.
"Link, don't be scared, look!" She cried out, the pierce was causing her
to get through his clouded mind, the one that had conjured up these horrible
images. Yes, for when he was spun around from the feeling, and it wasn't
Navi, a stronger person had turned him around and was now able to face him.
The face of Kaci's burnt corpse sent it away, disappearing like a gasp of
fear had entered its mind and another one was in the place of it. A strong
face, maybe a feminine man was here, someone he had not known; though recognition
was possible from the look of things. Finally it clicked, the purplish-gray
hair was what made him realize he was looking forward at his former sensei,
the one that had trained him to fight and went by Impa.
Impa wasn't alone, several people--maybe the entire town, surrounded her,
each of them were dressed in their nightclothes. She, however, was dressed
in her beautiful armour, the one she had shown off for him all the time--
only one he had seen his master in. Well, he had seen some of the GIs she
had displayed on; even a martial artist's uniform, but that what they called
a GI, anyway. Now she bore no weapon, although Shuriken could be displayed
in her pockets, a warm smile was entrancing her enchanting lips. What he
had always loved about her, the tiredness was suddenly gone into him as he
fell forward into the warm arms of her--she stroking his brow and
cooing.
"What happened to Link?" Navi let out a cry of terror, staring at Impa with
her eyes sort of dilating, a weird predicament for this sort of situation,
her tiredness showing.
"You fairie, be calm. Young Link has fallen asleep, he needs a little more
sleep, do not worry. We shall keep you company, we shall help dig the grave."
Her smile was warm and assuring, and of course she trusted her former master,
why wouldn't she train the one who had taught them skills to survive the
power of evil.
Suddenly, for no particular reason, Navi also sought some refuge in the ways
of being tired, her sleepiness increasing faster than ever. Maybe it was
the way that Impa held Link in his arms, like a small child being rocked
to its comforting motion, suckling on its mother. That was how she had sent
him to bed as a child, when the nightmares went on, providing what was seemed
as the first mother he ever had. Sure Saria had done that, she just wasn't
as good at it as Impa was, the way she had handled Link like some sort of
professional would. His Forest Girl had been clumsy and never raising a child,
she had the experience with the little princess, she had raised her since
the day she was born--probably even more infants--since she was a
nursemaid.
Sliding down, she was soon asleep and Impa took it on to herself to retrieve
them down towards the village, delivering them towards her house. There she
bathed and washed the two of them, never thinking bad thought in her mind,
loving the feeling of taking care of the two children. With that done, she
restored most of their clothes and armour, sinking them in as the people
worked away laboriously at the grave for Kaci. It had been stated a long
time ago that somehow Impa knew how it was to go, maybe she had seen them
and somehow knew the name. Whatever the case, a tombstone was instructed
with the name of the girl whom had died and a small little poem was incased
at it, it read,
To Kaci Bosiou. R.I.P.
Born September 18th, 500 B.G.- Died September 21st, 7 A.G.
To the beloved angel in the window; Whose life was wrested away as a bird
flies.
No one can blame the shallowness sinful; Of how the evil took over and goodness
dies.
The B.G. was a new symbol that had been invented, starting from the time
that the Hylians had taken to rule, it used to be the symbol A.H., for After
Hylian. Now the stated was meant for Before Ganondorf, as in the time before
he had ruled the lands with his own vile evil in the place of everything
else. However, A.G. stood for the chance of seven years, the anniversary
had passed only a month and a half before, it was the official New Year.
It meant that After Ganondorf, this that they had made up by themselves,
adopting down to the official way that people stood the years. He--the Evil
King--had gotten wind of this and kept it as the new official year, not that
the bastard took care of his little kingdom he so begged for, he just let
it rot away.
Kissing each of their cheeks, she looked down at them as they were dress
back up, her hope was increasing even since she had seen him. The first time
she came to Kakariko was when she saw them, also noting a little man was
after them, he dressed like some sort of Shiekah. Although, he was dressed
like the ones from the ancient past, not that there were many others to make
the uniform of the present-day. If there were any of them left, they had
been killed along with all the heroes and martial artists in the world, Ganondorf
making sure of that. As soon as he was made King, or forced his way, he had
them all killed and here was one that would make sure to exterminate what
the others meant to accomplish on their demise.
Do well, my heroes, without each other you are nothing. A grin appeared upon
her lips, pecking each of their foreheads, grabbing an extra spade and heading
off to accompany her friends in helping dig the grave, if they weren't already
done with the
task.
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"How goes the work, Shiek?" A blooded mammal peered off to the side, being
utterly ignored by the pompous idiot, maybe one of those damned generals
about. No, it wasn't one of them; the rest was a water-monster, a giant,
and those two bitches that had claimed the temple from the sand worm. It
was before he had joined, so the moment didn't last in his mouth, occupying
with the simple task of visiting the main boss, he wanted him. No conversation
ever went about them; he not even sure how the locals had accompanied his
name, the only one that he talked to was Ganon. Only by force would be distaste
himself to low as to speak to that idiot, he was so overgrown with power
that his ugly mug couldn't see how much was going on inside of Shiek's
mind.
Trailing through the outer doors of the hidden corridor, the main room was
for intruders and full of traps that he just didn't feel like dealing with.
Shiek a few months back, Ganondorf own personal passage discovered this passage,
but what the King didn't know wouldn't hurt him. What would he do if he spoke
of it, probably have his own arm blown off, he was useful to the man with
only legs, fighting wasn't essential. No one knew the boy's true power; he
was tested once and slowed down his power to be booted in the average standings.
Or possibly hurt the Shiekah, he knew how strong Ganon was and didn't even
want to deal with the consequences for shooting his mouth off.
He'd seen Ganondorf blow people's limbs off, rape women numerous times, have
men raped by the monsters or evil guards he had present. A sadistic man,
he was not about to say something and get anything shoved up his ass- hole,
Shiek had learned to control his temper long ago. While Link took his time
off was when he reported into the man, never leaving his post incase something
special was needed to accompany him. He had no care for the Hero of Time,
just wanted to do his job and hope the boy kept his pace up and did his own
work, in that area. Maybe helping him a few times, he knew that without him,
the boy was lost, even without his little guardian he was a lost little
boy.
Who could blame the one with the mind of a ten-year old, it was natural he'd
be very immature and act up in certain situations. Having matured a little,
his mind wasn't right with his body yet, though about a fourth of a way there,
maybe ready when the last jewel was attained. It could be he was maturing
right, or the simple fact that the six jewels are what sent him up in age,
each of them occupying some years forward. Well, he was ready, immature or
not, to defend the person who was the hero and take care of everything that
needed to be done--not actually participating in a fight. If there were seven,
then it would be a year a pendant and he'd be close to thirteen, though only
six of them stood in the way.
Appearing up the long pairs of stairs, straining from the run, he was down
by the golden edged door, not liking the smell of things. Or maybe the hearing
of things, the moans he heard with his Shiekah ears, being one of the only
people here with long ears. Ganondorf followers clipped their ears--very
painful procedure--to show their loyalty to the Gerudo race, which have the
short ears--or he did. Shuddering with all his breath, that crimson eye was
deflecting back and forth across the room, deciding if he should intrude--even
if he was called. With the mask still on, sworn to never take it off, he
decided that he would proceed in and tapped the edge of the door, it sliding
open for him, walking through.
Ah, fuck! He let out a long whistle of disgust for the scene that was displayed
before him of the man he had sworn 'loyalty; too only eight months ago. Sitting
in his favorite chair (the one the King had died in) he had a smile on his
face and about fifteen Gerudo were around his body. Each of them were nude,
not the bad part, but so was his body, the hard muscles lined with that face
just gave Shiek the chills. His whistle must have indicated the man's attention,
for he soon started at him and nodded, not dismissing the wenches back to
their quarters. Every Gerudo was entangled in this big orgy; they all focused
on him, instead of pleasuring each other, not caring about what their needs
were.
"Shiek, my boy, care to have a ride at one of these fair whores?" He was
never light about his speech, nor did he respect women very well, but who
could respect a woman who would sleep with Ganondorf?
"Ah, no thanks, Great Ganondorf. I am just here for my proceeding." Very
tempting to get with one, they were so beautiful, though he'd have his body
next to the man with gray skin, which made him break out in
gooseflesh.
"You're no fun." He broke out into a barrel of laughter, the maidens staring
at him then giggling in they're own ways, not even stopping their pleasure
and finally even Shiek made a weak chuckle. "Well, what goes about the land,
I sensed another Sage has awakened itself, that's the third one,
right?"
"Well, the Light Sage was already awake, so it's two awakened."
"Yea, well, the official count is three, right?" Throwing a hand outward,
the energy he produced sort of made a whirlwind appear and throw the wenches
across the room, they disappearing and coming back with a coat to drape around
his entire body, soon taking their leave.
"Yes sir, there are three awakened. Rauru, the Sage of Light, Saria, the
Sage of Forest, and now Daruina, the Sage of Fire." He bit his lips, relieved
the man had put something on, now a little saddened the maidens were gone,
but he'd get over their luscious bodies soon enough.
"Hm, what other news do you bring me?"
"Your volcano was ridiculed, it was stopped by a Goron named Biggeron. A
huge one that was measured at an estimated--" He was cut off with a yell
of rage, and the walls around him starting to crumble.
"Fuck! That stupid Goron--I remember him--he made some sort of large sword
a while back, I remember him well, so he foiled my plans." Some of the women
came to tend to him, dressed in robes, he brushing them off until they went
under the cape and a sucking noise started, he calming. ".Yes. Shiek, what
about the boy?"
"He got down, somehow. He's resting in Kakariko now, under observation by
one of my followers. I wasn't really watching at that time, though I saw
him finding some human remains, so maybe he was with someone and they rescued
him?" Shiek crossed his legs and sat down, Indian-style, beginning to levitate
himself up to Ganon's face level--there was never a chair for his
subjects.
"I see. The kid is getting better. How'd he take out Volvagia?" It was happening
too fast, faster than he had first imagined, he had expected the boy to get
lost in those temples and somehow die. Now, he was winning more and more
jewels and pretty soon he would have all of them--halfway there already,
so it was only a matter of time. As by Goddess as his witness, he was so
surprised at how a boy could get so strong in such a long time, releasing
the power difference in Volvagia and Phantom. Of course they were a vast
part away, the Phantom had been one of his earlier forms and was much weaker
than Volvagia. So strong how he was killed, even with the special hammer
that was labeled to be in that stupid little temple, he hated them all,
personally.
"Megaton Hammer." Shiek whispered a loud, hearing the frustrated cry again;
no walls were clambering around his ears, almost afraid that the castle would
collapse.
"God damnit, I can never send someone to navigate those temples and get those
ancient weapons. The Fairish Bow is what killed the Phantom, or weakened
him, and now the Megaton is what killed our resurrected
comrade?"
"Link's rage actually did that, Milord." Of course, the weapons had helped
the boy, but it was how angry he had gotten (Shiek had watched both battles,
the first one the most spiteful.)
"That's the biggest problem, his rage is what always worries me. I mean,
I watched that battle through the eyes of that Phantom and I saw what happened
when provoked. Do we have a weakness?"
"Yes, we do. The boy is weak in the heart." He hated to say it, though Ganondorf
knew when he was lying, he always had known, seen him do it to plenty of
traitors towards him, Shiek the first to conceal it.
"In his heart, he has a heart disease?"
"N-no, Milord." Shiek put his hands against his face, even though concealed,
and started to hold back to little laughs, so not to get punished for his
disrespectful, holding it together and letting out a smiling response. "He
is weak against people, two times we have kidnapped a person and it makes
all the difference in a situation. We kidnapped that forest child and a little
Hylian girl he had been accompanied with. He cared for the girl, for I think
she died and that was when he started crying, a very first that wasn't in
rage."
"Ha, so he is a little emotional idiot. I love when I run into those, kidnap
those he loves and torture them until they beg for mercy, so are there any
other people around he might sob over?" His knuckles began to crack, as he
stepped away from the man and flashed the cape over his body, being drenched
in that beautiful armour.
"No, I don't think I've seen anyone." Navi was what came to mind, he holding
the fact back and not even thinking about it, what most liars do when they
are in the act--stupid reflex.
"Too bad, so what do you think about the next temple, could he defeat the
revived monster?"
"Sure, Morpha is a pussy, anyway." Shiek grinned towards his master, he shrugging
a shoulder in the levitated position and seemed to float down, leaning against
the air. The meetings they had always been this way, even before the Hero
was awakening, it was a loyal procedure he'd been following for some time.
First he would talk about some meaningless things, joke a little bit, and
then it would be time to go down to the regular business. Ganon wasn't usually
naked, though, and then the monster would dwell what was going on in the
world, how everyone was suffering. He'd answer 'beautifully' even when he
wasn't around them, since Ganondorf could see anything; he was constructing
something to take care of that problem.
A beautiful eye that was made of parts from the Sacred Realm he'd taken over,
those were used to construct the eye that would be done soon. Already more
than halfway done, it would divulge with parts from the Triforce, some residue
that it left behind, and hopefully be able to see all. The first tests had
proved that it would indeed do this, so the work on the eye of Tarragona
was revealed to the public, his minions going to work. Tarragona was meant
in the old Gerudo language as a person who could see the future, sort of
like a Shaman that would see all, or a psychic. Either way, the thing would
be finished in a few months, and then he could track whatever the hell he
wanted too (including Shiek and the boy that went by Link.)
"Morpha's not in charge anymore."
"W-what? What happened to him? It seems that all the old bosses are being
replaced." Phantom had replaced the beautiful Tree that his master had deluged
for the Forest Temple's interior originally, Volvagia had taken over the
place of a lava-monster, and now Morpha was gone. "Whose in his
place?"
"Oni Liinku." He words gave Shiek the chills; they even gave Ganondorf as
he whispered them out softly, one of his greatest creations ever
invented.
"Wonderful, that'll really get the Hero of Time."
"It should be--it is him." All of a sudden he broke out in one of the evilest
laughs that Shiek had ever heard, it was a piercing whine, while a deep bellow
at the same time. He didn't stop; the man just waved away his subject and
that was said to leave him be, go back and wait when the Hero was ready to
leave. Or maybe he heard it in his mind that could also be a possibility
that was what he wondered as those doors disappeared and he appeared outside.
Transported by the Lord, he was now inside of Kakariko Village, the town
of parades was dying down on the seventh day, no sign that the boy had left.
He'd seen them head off last night--before he left for the castle--they having
shovels in their hands and with some asking he was told they were giving
a funeral for the girl who died in the lava saving the boy in green, the
one named Kaci.
Ohh, where is the boy in green? He had pondered towards the villager; the
burly man answering that he was asleep in the guardian of this town's mayor,
well sort of. The town had no form of government--too small at first--but
soon it would and that leader would probably be the one who opened it. When
the man was gone, his thoughts approached the last Shiekah in the world;
it was Impa whom had opened this place up to those people so long ago. Mm,
so she is back in the place, so strange. He thought for sure that she had
died during the battle, because it didn't matter how strong you were, if
one had the Triforce piece of Power, you were dead. Deciding to leave the
boy alone, he hoped on top of one of the houses and noticed something was
gone--the ring around Death Mountain was gone.
His self.that's what Ganondorf had said to him, it rang true In his ears,
making him break out in gooseflesh and hold himself tightly, Link would need
all the help he could get.