A/N
This is the sequel to my story "Fire" and it describes the coming of age of Impa's twin but half-sibling children Andyr and Drilla. It is Part Two of my epic cycle "The Treasure" which describes the events following the end of "Ocarina of Time". If you want to read from the start, it may be good to read "Fire" first, even if just to become acquainted with the language of the Sheikah, which will be used in the this story and the ones that will follow.
The story contains some mature content, but without inappropriate language and violence. It is all about love :-)
Enjoy!
Prologue
1
It had to be one of them.
They alone possessed all the skills that he needed because they had been chosen by this terrible goddess. She had just let them live in this hidden place, and in her immeasurable arrogance she believed that they could protect themselves. They could, perhaps, if they worked together, but someone on his own, and especially someone who was not yet fully grown, could do nothing. Two of them were necessary for the required power, preferably two that shared the same blood. But if he just had one of them who was alone, he could awaken his power himself and shape him into his tool, his weapon, his sword...
2
"Where are you going, Ghirahim?"
He held her hand and pulled her with him. She noticed that they were approaching the barrier, and she got scared.
"Come, Impa, I want to try it!" he called in a low voice. The barrier was coming closer.
"But, Ghirahim, we must not leave the barrier!"
Their magic curled around their hands which were holding each other firmly. He stopped suddenly and she bumped into him. He quickly kissed her and she felt a twinge of the Feeling.
"Did you feel that, Impa?" he asked as he pulled away. "They say it makes a difference if you do it outside. I want to try it." Again he pulled her further.
"But ... Ghirahim ... I'm scared," she said with tears in her eyes. "If they find out, they will constrain our magic..."
"They will not, Impa," he said with a rushed voice. "We'll be back before they find out. Please come, I want it so badly!"
They had reached the limit of the barrier and slipped through it. They ran up the steep path until they came to the hidden meadow.
In the middle of the meadow he stopped and looked around. Then he turned towards her. He was breathing heavily from the strenuous climbing and his purple eyes shone in the bright midday sun. Playfully, he threw back his white hair that always fell over his eyes. Slowly he took her face in his hands and looked into her eyes.
"Andrys, Impa, mil natiar," he said with a breathless voice. He leaned towards her and Impa closed her eyes.
"Andrys, Ghirahim..."
His lips touched hers and the Feeling exploded with undreamt and overwhelming power in her body and her mind. Her muscles relaxed and her legs gave way. Ghirahim held her and pressed his lips to hers. He slowly sank with her on the grass of the meadow and lay her on her back. She wanted that it never stopped, and she wanted to hold him, but she had no strength left in her arms. As the Feeling faded, he pulled away.
"Did you feel that too?" he asked excitedly. "Did you feel the difference? I knew it! The barrier dampens it, it hinders the Feeling"
"Ghirahim, there is a reason for the barrier," she said seriously. "It is there to protect us, to..."
"Impa, I love you!" he said, and his longing glance made her shiver. "We are siblings, a Blood Couple, you know how rare that is. Our magic has bonded, and I want to feel it – I want to feel you as it should be, even if it is only once a day! You have felt it too! Do you really want to deny it to yourself just because they are all afraid?"
She shook her head. "Ghirahim, I am also afraid..."
He gently stroked her face and she snuggled into his touch.
"You're so beautiful, Impa... Please, let's try it again, very slowly this time."
"But..."
He bent down to her and whispered in her ear.
"Come on... my sister..."
She felt his warmth and his beating heart to her chest as his hands stroked her hair and her shoulders. His magic flowed over her skin and she closed her eyes, as her magic answered him. His lips touched her at first delicately, then more firmly, and then the feeling seized her and her body reared up in a blissful shiver. He held her and let his lips play with hers, and she put her arms around his neck and never wanted to let him go. She moaned and whimpered with joy until it slowly faded and he pulled away.
Sighing, she opened her eyes and looked up into his purple eyes, which were contemplating her lovingly.
"Did you feel it too?" he asked with a smile.
She nodded. "But ... Ghirahim ... we need to go. I'm afraid that they will punish us..."
"Just one more time," he breathed. "Come, Impa... ah..."
Startled, she saw how his body suddenly rose from her and stiffened, then he collapsed and fell beside her on the grass. She straightened up and saw a red spot on his back. Blood was pouring out.
"Ghirahim!" she cried, shaking him. "Oh Hylia!"
She had to stop the bleeding, and close the wound...
Panic seized her and without him she found it difficult to call her magic and focus it. She put her trembling fingers to the bleeding wound on his back and sent in a healing whirl. At this moment she felt how something large and terrible grabbed her from behind and hurled her across the meadow. She saw a flash of flame when she hit the rocks and felt how several things inside her broke at the same time. Then darkness fell over the world.
.
When Impa came to, she looked into the red eyes of Ranalla. She was stroking Impa's hair and tears were running down her cheeks.
Impa tried to straighten up, but Ranalla pressed her gently against the pillows.
"Stay down, my child. You are heavily injured."
The memory burst down on her like an explosion.
"But Ghirahim... he is also injured, where is he?"
Ranalla shook her head and swallowed, and a helpless anxiety crept into Impa's spirit.
"Where... is... he?" she asked, and her voice broke. "Is he..."
"He is not dead, Impa," Ranalla said. "But he's gone. You were outside the barrier and the Daemon could see you. He sent his minions and they took him away."