Legends of the Tri-Force

A bearers mediation

I felt at peace as I drifted through the soul stream. I closed my eyes and breathed in the world around me, it was then that I heard a gentle voice in the distance. It was calling a name that seemed to suit me, like it had belonged to me. "Link" the word echoed through the bright river like void and through my mind. I heard a girl singing, it sounded familiar. When I heard it I thought of peaceful times and sweat girl. It made me think of a ranch with horses and cows and cuckoo's.

I shifted a little getting comfortable, shrugging my shoulders and stretching my arms. I felt the familiar green cloth brush against my skin. The leather of my gloves felt tight on my hands but I felt more confident with them on, I know that I could rely on them. I couldn't remember anything. I remembered feelings like love and hate and resentment. I remembered the people they were for in an odd way, I could tell that they missed me. I remembered a lot of love and a lot of pain and a mix of other things I couldn't understand. Most of all I remembered music.

I remembered people by their music. I couldn't remember them but I remember how they sang to me, the songs they taught me, the ways they loved me. I could still hear their souls sing to me. I took another deep relaxed breathe, the air around me had a sort of aura that made me feel at home. It was a green, the hue and shade changed gradually, back and forth in and out. It was like a heart beat or a steady breath, in, out, beat, flow, beat, flow, in, out, all at once, all around me. Nice and slow, slow and steady.

I sighed as tears filled my eyes, I remembered their faces, their smiles and their laughter. I remembered that I never told them everything I wanted to, and that they were more to me than they ever knew, my throat clenched and my stomach knotted. I dried my tears and smiled I knew they'd always love me, and I knew I'd see them soon. My eyes felt a little irritated.

Something cold and damp made me shiver. It wasn't anything I liked or knew, it wasn't like the dew or mosses or swamps I knew so well, it was dark, like corruption. The aura got darker and the whole world changed, I saw the veins on the green heart blacken. The air around me seemed to breath with a slow hiss or a moan, I felt a presence not my own, yet still related, another one of the tri-forces bearers?

My eyes widened as I realized who it was, I heard his laugh and my vision blurred. I swayed and my ears rang. My breathe staggered and I felt like I was a drift on turbulent seas. It was then that I saw him before me, Ganon. A surprised gasp was all I had before he had me. I struggled to breathe as he wrapped his hands around my throat. He lifted me off of my feet, he held me at eye level with him. The world darkened around us and he laughed. I felt it echo and ripple through me I knew this wasn't his true strength, I could still breathe, slightly. He had loosened his grip for some reason, I took the opportunity to draw a deep breath.

He smiled and then he showed me his true strength. He tightened his stranglehold to a true vice grip of unholy proportions. I tried to breathe in which only made things worse. I struggled to break free knowing he would show no mercy. I grabbed him at the wrists and tried to pull his hands off to no avail, his smile broadened. I struck him at the elbows on the inside, he braced for it so it failed miserably. My vision was beginning to darken and I felt sick and in motion.

I arched my lower torso and everythin below back, I put everything I had into one last desperate kick. I was filled with rage, I liked the red tinge on edge of my vision, I also heard my heart beat in my head. It was a well aimed kick that landed squarely on the underside of his jaw. I saw the pain wash through him. Then, my undoing began. He became filled with a sickened rage that gave birth to an unholy wrath. He tightened his grip even further with a new found strength born from the most wicked depths of his soul. Now he was literally crushing my throat.

I wasn't going to give up, ever, but that wasn't what mattered, I knew I didn't have much time. I let out a flurry of desperate blows, strong hard kicks to his stomach which felt like iron, and strong hard thrusts to his elbows. He was just too strong. My vision grew even darker and I felt my body begin to grow weak. I felt exhausted but still furious, I could feel it. The end was nigh, but I also felt something else. A new hope, a light on the horizon, something strong yet wise. It was hope that didn't seem to be coming fast enough. I tried desperately to hang on but I felt myself slipping away.

I felt this force of wisdom cry out to me. "Too little too late" I thought. This was it, this is the end. I heard a sharp noise pierce through the darkness. I heard it cut through the air as it found it's mark. It flew straight in through his back, specifically the spinal cord, it even managed to slice between the vertebra it went through the front of his torso exiting just below the central bottom of the chest bones. He let out a few gasps as his viceful grip let go of my throat. I turned to the left and fell, I saw that the arrow had stopped at its fletching. I could tell he had been weakened. . . . slightly he was still strong, VERY strong.

As I fell I drifted back into life more, I felt my heart beat hard and the blood course through my veins. It made me feel warm. My hope reached me, she had the same mark on the back of her left hand. The mark of a bearer, it was yellow like her pretty hair. She reached down and stroked my arm elbow to finger tip as she did this she whispered, "you are meant for so much more". My eyes widened as I saw him brush past her, more shove her out the way.

He dove on top of me and made me fall faster, he crushed my throat with his left hand and drew his right back ready to strike. We were falling fast with no sign of slowing down. "You will NEVER be safe from me" he growled. His fist came forward and it had a weird black metal on the front.