1.Death
Hey there! For all those who have read the first chapter, guess what I did?
I re wrote it!
If you like the old one, I hope you love this one! I added more mood, and fixed errors, and made it so much better! If you read the first copy, you'll know how much I've improved, and I wanted to share with you what the chapter would be like if I had written it with all my heart instead of on a whim.
Please enjoy the improved chapter one.
Disclaimer: You know, these disclaimers don't really help, because I owned Zelda, I would be actually looking at a new game or working on a new game than writing a fan fiction. :)
Focused on the girl who stood before him, he couldn't believe the words that were tumbling out of her mouth. Each and every time she spoke, she looked afraid of herself, like there was only so much time for the two before a disaster happened.
Link couldn't move. His face was a pasty white, cold.
He was frozen.
He was numb.
He was just shocked.
Ilia stared at him. Her face was a bubbling red, and she didn't look like the calm, kind natured Ilia. What had gotten into her was beyond him. All he did was mention something about her mother. Not in an insulting way, but she took it harshly.
"I never want to see you again!" She gasped, hot with anger.
She then looked shocked. Ilia clasped her hands over her mouth.
It was to late to take the words back.
Ilia felt like Link was ten times smaller than she was, and that she was towering over him unfairly.
Her stomach clenched into a small knot. She clenched her fists behind her back and looked down. She felt a tear trickle down to the ground.
Why am I doing this? I'm not myself... I'm a monster... But what he did was unforgivable...
But I have no real proof he did...
But I...
Ilia ignored her head and began to cry even more for what she was about to do to him.
"Never!"
Link stood there. He looked appalled and at the same time, concerned. He stepped forward and using his thumb wiped a tear of her cheek. Ilia was frozen and lost in his big, liquid blue eyes that she could move.
Then she came back to reality.
Ilia shoved him and backed away slowly.
Then turned and into her house. She ignored her father's calls.
"Ilia! What-?"
Slam!
Ilia collapsed on her bed and hugged her pillow. Beside her, was a small photo of Link smiling, holding her in his arms. They were only about eight or so.
On the wall next to her bed, was a recent picture at her 17-birthday celebration. She was riding onto of his back, laughing.
Ilia clutched the pillow tighter to her chest and curled up. She felt so confused and hurt.
She let out a small cough and then cried.
She had never fought with Link like this. Ever.
Why did she have to be so heartless?
Ilia muttered his name over and over again...
She cried herself to sleep. The walls melted away and she grew dizzy.
Far away, it seemed, she heard a scream for help. It sounded familiar...
But she felt as if she was dreaming, and then things darkened.
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It was dawn when she woke up the next day. Ilia felt weightless and her eyes were half open.
Wearily, she pulled her pillow off her face.
She saw the picture of Link again, and then gravity came crashing down on her body.
She had to make things right.
Ilia rushed around her room, and used her hands to comb her tousled hair. Then she changed her clothes. She pulled on a different piece of clothing, something she didn't normally wear. It was a maroon short-sleeved shirt that was slinky like, and was a little more formal than everyday village clothes.
She had worn it on her birthday; like the picture.
She put on dark brown shorts, embroidered with white stitching and her sandals.
She looked into her vanity. She sighed.
"I'm going to apologize."
Ilia began to walk towards the door.
But she then paused hearing voices.
Ilia's stomach did summersaults when her ears perked up.
"How am I going to tell Ilia?"
She heard her father talking to Rusl. His voice was strained, and heavy. She did like the sound. It felt like syrup, thick and slow.
Something was terribly wrong.
Ilia opened the door in a hurried fashion and climbed down the stairs.
She came face to face with Rusl and Bo.
There was a dead silence, hollow and eerie. It was awkward.
Ilia then shook her head. "I don't have time for this." The she rushed to the door."
"Ilia, where are you planning to go?"
Ilia huffed. She needed to see Link!
"Somewhere important. I must hurry, I'll eat later-"
"Honey, are you going to see Link?"
Ilia stopped in her tracks.
Somewhere, deep inside of her, a voice screamed. It was like siren, and it caused her to freeze. "Something isn't right," that voice said. She knew, but she didn't want to believe it.
Ilia slowly turned to face her father. "Maybe, and why?"
Bo looked at her with sad eyes.
Something stung her.
"How am I going to tell Ilia?" Those words echoed in her head.
"What?! What's wrong!?" She looked back and forth between her father and Rusl. They just stared at her.
Bo led her to the breakfast table.
"Honey, about Link..."
"What about him?!"
Rusl nudged Bo slightly.
Bo held Ilia close. "Oh, how do I say this..."
"Link died this morning."
Ilia stiffened. She felt her breath stop. Her heart skipped a beat. It felt like someone had just punched her, and hard.
The room started spinning.
Faster and faster. A wave of pain and numbness crashed over her. She felt her feet slip of the ground, and her father's arms catch her.
Ilia was blinded. She was stunned, and although she was seeing her father and Rusl move around startled, she couldn't hear anything. He father was shaking her, screaming her name, shouting on the top of his lungs. She stayed stiff.
It was like she was in between reality and fiction. Smashed in-between words, with no air left, no place to move.
But then she slowly plunged into the surface of the real word, and the truth was, Link was gone.
She could finally her her father calling her, and he looked terrified, shouting her name over and over.
"ILIA! ILIA! Oh, no, no, no, please! Ilia! Please, please listen to me! ILIA!"
She didn't respond.
Tears leaked in her eyes.
"She's alright," Rusl sighed in relief. "Just a little fainting spell..."
"How-but-how-" Ilia stammered.
Bo and Rusl were silent. Slowly, tears dropped on to her check. They weren't hers.
"We don't know what happened for sure, but he was washed up by the bridge and wasn't breathing. We didn't wake you because we were busy tending to him. By the time we wanted to let you..."
Ilia's breathing came out in short, jagged breaths. "W-when did...?"
Bo whispered into Ilia's ear, "Honey...I'm afraid that he gave his last breath an hour ago."
Ilia push Bo away and screamed. She probably looked like a ten year old, but it didn't matter.
She ran out of the house and through the village and into Link's house. There it was, all the same, but there was something different...
Link wasn't there.
She shouldn't have gone in. She fell to her knees and begged the goddess to end the nightmare.
She then ran back out and into the spring.
She dug her knees into the sand.
Ilia began to sob harder.
NO!
It was all her fault. If she didn't...would he...
"No, No, NO! Stop! Stop! STOP!" She clasped her hands to her face and curled up into a ball.
"It is my fault..."
She just stayed there. The pain was worse than any thing she could have felt in her life. She was stabbed in her heart, and everything felt like she was walking on knives and needles. She was shattered like glass.
She felt numb. Frozen, and very, very, cold.
It truly was her fault.
He must have felt so terrible that he didn't watch where he was going.
Ilia whispered his name over and over again and again.
Out came tears of pain and memory...
All the times Link had ignored how he felt to be by Ilia's side.
How he would just stop what ever he was doing to listen.
How she she yelled at him and went overboard.
"I'm so sorry, Link," Ilia whispered into the air of the air of the dark sky. Her voice came riding on the back of the breeze.
"I'm so sorry..."
I'm pretty happy, I guess it could have been better, but oh well, I guess.
Reviews are gladly appreciated! Please, only constructive criticism, and no flaming, and no swearing or R- rated language.
-Down2Earth