Yay for the first actual story on this account! As my first story, please HELP ME. I can use all the advice I can get! |= |_| ( |, I'll even take flames if they have any good advice in them.
WARNINGS:This will(eventually) have Yaoi. This means Boy/Boy relationships. Rated "'T'" for now according to my plans. Also, if you haven't read the manga this probably won't make too much sense to you. It starts near the end, but like most people I don't like the way the game or manga ended... so I ignore it. BTW. I don't like Zelink and this won't have any, sorry but that's just not my preference. I've never really liked Zelda...
ON With Da Fic!
They were nearing Castle town now, and every step seemed slower than the last. All four boys knew that today, and tonight, could be the last time they were together as separate people. Even though they had all been one person not too long ago – and still looked like identical 14 year olds at a glance – they all enjoyed the time they'd spent in separate bodies, and none of them wanted to go back.
Though one of them knew he couldn't accept going back to the way he had been. The smart blond who wore a violet tunic, Vio they called him, knew he couldn't let his… brothers (?) put their swords back in the pedestal. He had a secret, one he'd told the others yesterday, but had yet to tell the princess.
…Yesterday, ya, that had been interesting…
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The strongest looking blond, who wore a blue tunic and was called Blue, was pouting about having to walk back to the castle when the Princess and the maidens had just teleported there. Everyone else was putting up their tents and making camp. The shortest blond, who wore-and was called-Red, had made the tent of sticks and lit it already with his fire rod. Now, though, he was having a little trouble with putting up his own tent.
"Owe!" called the smallest boy, causing everyone to look up. The boy was holding his hand tightly with the other, the slowly darkening sky and firelight lit the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes. The green clad blond -called Green- made to move to the smaller one, but somehow Blue was there first.
"What happened?" asked the strongest blond in a surprisingly caring voice.
"It hurts, the hammer slipped off the stake and hit me," the small boy whimpered.
The others turned back to what they had been doing as the taller boy carefully looked at the injury. "It doesn't look that bad, you didn't break the skin. Do you want me to finish this for you?" Blue asked as he gestured at the half finished tent.
The small boy nodded and the other began to turn away.
"Blue?"
"Ya, Red?"
"Will you, umm, will you kiss it to-make-it-better?"
Blue gave a dramatic sigh yet he gingerly took the boy's hand to place his lips against the injured part. Red looked at his hand a moment as Blue let go, then announced, "Thank you, Blue." his mood greatly improved.
"Don't mention it," and with that Blue turned back to the half-finished tent.
A while later; the sky was dark, the crickets were chirping, the fire was bright, the tents were up, and the four blonds ate a light meal of cheese and bread before sleep. Clouds had come up just at sun set, making the night fall faster in an already dark forest, covering the moon. Even shielded by the trees, the boys could hear the tops of them shaking and rattling in the heavy wind. The occasional leaf fell loose around them, though where they sat was rather calm. The air was chill and none of them looked forward to leaving the warm firelight for their cool bedrolls, so instead they had been talking. Anyone could hear the note of sadness in their talk though, the laughter was too quick and stopped too suddenly, the jokes were halfhearted and overused, and the silences were too long and too thick.
Eventually the time came; Vio could put off his announcement no longer. He took heart in the memory of how Green had reacted earlier that day, how the leader had been accepting of his decision, and spoke as Red began to leave the fire.
"There is something I should tell you, something I should have said a while ago but didn't. I'm sorry; I didn't know how you would take it."
"What is it?" Red asked kindly, seeing the hesitation on the intelligent blonde's face as he sat back down beside Blue.
"You remember how, for a time, I pretended to switch sides and join Shadow?" There were nods all around the circle so Vio continued. "During that time I saw something. I saw that Shadow was not as bad as we had thought. That he could be caring, kind, and thoughtful. Then he proved it by switching sides himself and helping us defeat his master, though it killed him to do it. As he died his body changed, and became those little sparks." The blond kept talking as he pulled something into the firelight from behind him. "I kept the sparks."
In his hand was a jar, one of the ones they used for carrying potions and things, with… something inside. It looked like a bunch of captured stars were moving in slow circles near the edge of the glass, bobbing up and down slowly as they circled what looked to be a long, thin, broken shard of glass.
"I also took a piece of the Dark Mirror." Vio added.
At the same time two things happened; Blue took a deep breath, likely to yell at the teen, and Red spoke. "Can I hold it?"
"If you are very careful," Vio said slowly, "and if you come over here."
The small boy immediately jumped up and moved to set between Vio and Green. Then he quickly settled himself and looked eagerly at the sparks. Slowly, the taller blond placed the jar into Red's waiting hands.
As soon as Vio let go of the glass the sparks drifted down toward the bottom as they spun, though if that was because they couldn't sense Vio any more, or because Red's hands were on the bottom, the intelligent blond didn't know. The small boy looked amazed as he gazed at the swirling points of light, after a moment he turned the jar so the mirror shard faced him and he could see the sparks' reflections in the dark glass.
After a few moments of silence Red looked at Vio and asked, "So how are we gonna bring him back?"
All the boys were surprised at how easily and eagerly Red spoke about bringing back someone who had tried to kill them, and Vio spoke first.
"Why do you think I should know?" he asked sadly.
"Because you're the smartest one of us, you always know what to do. Also we left the Palace of the Winds, where Shadow died, over a week ago. That's plenty of time for you to figure something out."
Finally though, Blue found his voice. "We're not going to bring him back, he tried to kill us!"
Green's response was immediate, "He also saved us! If it hadn't been for him we probably wouldn't have succeeded at all! Don't you remember what that last battle against Vaati was like? We nearly died, and if Shadow hadn't acted when he did we wouldn't be here now. It's the least we can do to try to bring him back. He literally gave his life for ours, not to mention he saved the entire country in the process."
Everyone looked at Green in surprise for a moment; even Vio hadn't thought he would so vehemently defend the dark teen. After a moment of silence Vio spoke.
"Green is precisely right; Shadow gave his life for us and all of Hyrule even though he had nothing to gain and everything to lose. It's only right that we try to help him."
Blue was silent a moment, apparently he couldn't think of an argument, and Red spoke. "So, how do we help him?"
Everyone looked at Vio a moment before the blond spoke. "I'm not exactly sure if it will work, but the best plan I can come up with is to magically create a new body for him. As far as I can tell, it's his spirit that became the sparks that I saved… his spirit or his memories. It can't have been his body because the sunlight destroyed that the moment he was without the Dark Mirror. There are precedents, I've been doing a lot of research lately and I've found several times in history where a body was created to house a soul that had lost its original body. The only problem is that most of those times the transfer of the soul into the new body resulted in the death of them both, and when it didn't it was usually Ganon or someone else evil that was resurrected. Good people don't usually die without taking their souls with them."
"Well then, that's what sets us apart," Red said with a smile. "We don't want to bring him back because we want him to do something bad, we want him back so he can live a full life. Don't look so sad Vio; Green was right, Shadow saved us. Without him we probably wouldn't have won, the Goddesses will help us because of that."
"You think so?" asked the intelligent boy.
"Yes I think so." Red responded.
"And I agree," Green said suddenly. "The Goddesses will want to reward the one who gave his life for the lives of so many others, even though he had never seen or met any of them. Isn't that how all the fairy tales end? The hero is rewarded for all they spent and gave of them self for the sake of others. Have faith Vio," the blond reached over with a smile and placed a hand on Vio's shoulder. "The Goddesses will help us, we just have to do as much as we can and they'll do the rest."
Vio looked over at the other and pulled a small, hopeful smile onto his lips. "Thank you Green," he said softly just before Red broke into a huge yawn. With a chuckle the violet clad blond gently took the jar of sparks back from Red as Green spoke.
"It looks like it's time to go to bed, tomorrow we will go back to the castle and we all need our energy."
Everyone nodded and stood as the wind began to pick up above; blowing more leaves loose and pulling sparks from the fire. Green kicked some dirt on the fire to put it out, before he went to his own tent, Red and Blue following suit. Vio looked at the leaves falling out of the darkness for a moment more before following the advice.
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That was yesterday evening, now they looked ahead and saw the castles' spires appear over a rise in the land, they all knew that soon they would climb the crest of the hill and be looking down at Hyrule Castle, Castletown at its foot. They dragged their feet and kept their eyes on the ground, as if not looking at the castle rising before them could make it go away. They tried their best not to think about what they were walking toward, as if not recognizing it could change things. They all would rather be walking out to another adventure on this fine fall morning.