Dance Of Darkness.
The Sequel to When You Give Shadow Life
Prologue.
Roen walked into the bar, early in the morning, looking up at the rosy morning skies. "Another day, another story…" He said to himself, walking in, and sitting himself at the usual spot. He ordered a beer, and a dark haired woman handed him the pint with a disappointed look in her eyes. "It's not even mid-day Roen." She said, and he grinned, passing her the gold. "'Tis ok, I can hold off till evening, Dawn." He said, and she shrugged, as she walked into the backroom. He sipped the drink, casting a shadow over the wall of his thin frame by the rising sun pouring in through the windows in golden rays.
Then, suddenly, the four children burst into the bar, and ran up to Roen. "Uncle Roen! Finish the story!" They all exclaimed, and Roen laughed as they jumped all over him. "Calm down you guys! Then I'll tell ya, pull up stools, it's about time I spun another yarn…" He said, as he turned around in his seat, lit his pipe, and lime green smoke unfurled from the pipe, giving him a strange ambience. "Now, everything had become normal, a golden era all over Hyrule, but, unfortunately, no one had known what he or Dark had done for them all, and they all lived in an ignorant bliss… but not Dark."
Dark rolled over in his bed, grunting in his sleep, seeing strange images in his head, of a strange shadowy figure, watching him from a pocket of his mind that he couldn't seem to reach into. He woke up with a start when he heard a moo in his bedroom. "What the hell?" He exclaimed, sitting up quickly, as he spotted a large cow in his bedroom. "What… the… fuck." He said, walking over to the cow. There was a note on an end table near the cow, and it said. "Here's the fucking cow, you bastard. –Link" and Dark cracked up in laughter as the memories of the reverted future flooded into him. But what shocked him were new memories flooding into his head, memories of his childhood, the childhood he never had. Then he realized that he was 12.
He threw on his black tunic, and noticed a blade leaning up against his drawers. Approaching it, he realized it wasn't the Anti-Master Sword. It was just a normal looking long sword, and there was a note attached to the sheath. "It's not as good as what you once had, but it's better than nothing for a little while. The royal smithies made it, so treasure it. –Zelda." And Dark unsheathed the blade where the hilt was very mundane, a deep black color; the blade was a polished silver color, with the distinct Tri-Force carved above the hand guard. "Oooo… Shiny…." He said with a smile, as he put it back, and necklaces on his drawer caught his eye.
It was the necklace Sheik and Julane gave him, one a black triangle, the other a black pearl on a silver chain, as was the other necklace. He slipped them both on, with a smile, and walked into the dining room. His mother greeted him with a warm smile, and a gleam in her eyes that said that she knew what he had did. "Sit down and eat Requaem…" She said, sitting him down, and handed him a plate of bacon and eggs, along with some toast. "…You need to work up strength for your quest." And Dark choked on his food.
"What quest? I just got here… I mean…" He sputtered, finishing with a sheepish grin. Julane nibbled on her toast. "Requaem's being more crazy today then usual…" She said, blankly staring at him, as trying to learn something by looking at him. "Um… heh, what quest was this again?" Dark asked with a laugh. " Memory lapse, bro? You said you needed to learn something about yourself, and the only way to learn this 'thing' about yourself, was to go out, and adventure." Then the dark realization hit him. There was that evil being in him… the Lost God… He stared darkly down at his plate. "Oh… yeah… that…" He said softly. Then the door opened and a messenger Gerudo leaned in. "Requaem, Traysa wishes to speak with you, in her quarters in the Strong Hold." She said, and Dark looked up. "Um, alrighty." And he choked down the rest of his food, and left and began to walk towards the stronghold. As he walked, he felt the stray eyes of young Gerudos on him, for he was the only male out of all the Gerudos, not even of he race he lived with, but they accepted him, his step mother being second in command.
He entered the stronghold, and was lead to Traysa's room, and he entered. She was sitting down, reading some book. When he closed the door behind him, Traysa snapped the old leather bound book shut. "Ah, Requaem." She said, placing the book on a table. "I'd like to thank you." And Dark raised an eyebrow. "For what?" He said, trying to sound like a pyscho by mentioning the alternate past in which he had duel Traysa in.
"It seems strange, it all seemed like a foggy dream, that you were in, and you taught me an invaluable lesson. Respect through mercy. Does any of this ring a bell?" She asked, and Dark silently nodded. "You were quite a lad. Even now, you seem to radiate uniqueness… you are quite unique. The Sage of Spirit told me to give you this. A present, she said, to you, saying they were in debt to you, and was the least they could do." She said, as she reached into a chest at the foot of her bed.
She pulled out a circular shield, made of some sort of odd material that had the look of sand, and was warm to the touch. Emblazoned on the front was the spirit seal, and had grooves that looked liked they moved, as to imitate the shifting sands of the desert. "A lot of great Gerudo go out to learn about themselves and others, and usually come back ending up more knowledgable about the world and themselves, and more powerful than most could dream of achieving. I'm expecting great things from you." She said, waling towards him, handing him the shield. "Never forget where you hail from, Requeam." She said, and he took the shield, and nodded. "I don't think I ever could, even if I tried." He said, turning and leaving the stronghold.
As he began to leave, a Gerudo with short crimson red hair, pulled back in a small ponytail, stopped him. She had a long black tatoo running from her eyebrow to her chin, and had a pair of violet eyes. "Hello Requaem, I've got a going away present for ya!" She said, and Dark cringed, as he remembered his tenth birthday where this particular Gerudo, one of his better friends, Reiche, unleashed a monster in his house, a wolfos she had caught in the forests sometime after she was raiding. Quote: "I thought it would be a good present for the little man's first double digit birthday!" She was only about four years older than him, and he looked to her as another sister. She was the best horse breeder the Gerudo's had, taught everything she knows by her mother, who had retired from horse breeding.
"Should I be afraid of this present? Will it explode?" He said, and Reiche laughed. "No, it may be a litte dangerous, and it doesn't explode." She said, as she whisted, and a small horse trotted towards them. His mane is black, where her fur was a light brown color, and she had a pair of crimson eyes, that looked toawrds Dark as if in anticipation of a fast paced ride through the plains. Reiche smiled as she adjusted a cushy looking leather saddle. "This is the fastest horse in the camp. I've been caring for this one in secret… she's like my little pet. I'm going to give her to you, on loan. So you better come back one day, and you better take care of her, or ill kill ya." She said with a grin. Dark smiled. "Thanks Reiche, I'll make sure to come back." He said, mounting the horse. Reiche smiled. "And make sure to come back alive, or I'll kill ya." She said, and he rolled his eyes. "Sure. As much sense as that makes, I'll come home alive Rei." He said, and she smacked the horse sharply on the rear, and the horse shot off at high speeds, and he had to grip tightly to avoid being thrown off.
So, did you guys like the intro chappy? I liked it. I thought it was good. But my opinion doesn't matter. So all my lovely reviewers from When You Give Shadow Life better read this story, and give me uber reviews to make me happy! Hah, well, leave me a review, and tune in for another chapter later. Jonny, out. Hahaha.