Heroic Assassin
Today is the day that the Queen dies.
Her reigning days are over.
Her time here in Hyrule is numbered down to minutes.
The castle looms in the distance, the lights from the town illuminating it. The guards close the gates to the town and begin their watch in the streets. Every citizen is lying down for the night, but I remain in the shadows, garbed in my dark armor. My hood is pulled up over my face, allowing my eyes to be hidden from view. I am armed with numerous knives which are thirsting for fresh spilt blood.
My first victim rounds the corner on my left. The guard has no idea that I am here; no idea that his life is about to be taken.
I pull out the knife hiding among my sleeve as he passes. I spring from the darkness to wrap my arm around his neck, pulling him back into the shadows. His struggles cease when I make a clean cut across his throat with my knife. The guard falls limp and I drop him to the ground. To my dismay, he has no weapon on him that I can take into custody.
Footsteps suddenly are heard and I fade back into the shadows, waiting.
"Benvolio, where are you?" My next victim emerges from the street in front of me, calling out to his fellow member.
Too bad he won't receive a response.
The guard comes to a stop at the fallen body and rolls it over to survey the face.
"Benvolio!" He gasps and stands quickly. "Men, search the streets! There is a killer among us!" The guard yells to his remaining allies. "I need two men to come with me now. We shall bury-"
His words are cut off as my throwing knife penetrates his upper back. He chokes out one last grunt before he falls dead to the ground. I step out of my hiding spot to the fallen body and crouch down next to it. I grasp onto the handle of my knife that is lodged in his back and rip it out. My eyes wander down to his belt and spy something useful.
"Ah, I'll be taking this from you, if you don't mind." I say aloud and remove his sword from his belt and transfer it to mine.
The two guards he was addressing came running up the street to find the dead bodies of their fellow comrades and me, the killer.
"The Assassin!" The guard on the left exclaims.
I give a crooked smile in return, "So you know who I am, do you? Then you must know what I do to soldiers like you." I approach them with no weapons drawn. They both step back before the guard on the left speaks again.
"Go to the castle and alert the Queen! Get her to safety!" The guard on the right turns and runs towards the castle and I'm left with one lone soldier.
"You know I'm just going to tail him once I'm through with you." I tell him. "Tonight the Queen dies, even if I have to hunt her down." I growl and give him an evil grin.
The guard says nothing, but instead pulls out his sword. I sigh at his persistence and wait for him to make a move. He comes charging at me with his sword raised high, ready to drive it down onto me. I simply side step him and bury my knife into his chest, using his momentum to dig it deeper. The sword drops from the guard's hand and is left to clatter to the ground. I yank my knife out and push his body away from me, sending it falling to the cobblestone beneath me.
I quickly take in a survey of my surroundings before stepping over the bodies and into one of the many alleyways. Now the guards will be on high alert and I'll have to move quicker. No sooner had I thought it, guards were flooding the alleyway I was in. Seeing no other escape, I run up one of the walls boxing me in and climb to the roofs of the buildings, but not before dropping a small, but damaging bomb in my absence. The guards never get the chance to follow me, for the bomb has gone off and taken out any who stood within its two-mile radius.
The castle is much easier to see up on the rooftops and I'm able to see horsemen leave the castle gates and enter Castletown in search of me. Too bad they won't find me. Once the last horseman leaves the gate, I begin to run and jump from rooftop to rooftop, being as silent as a feather floating to the ground. As I grow closer to the castle, I see little to no guards patrolling the outer perimeter of the castle grounds. They must all be inside or out in the town.
As I study the castle, I notice that the entrance is locked securely, the doors barred from inside and out I presume. I don't need to go through the front door, though; a window would work just as well. I grin to myself and continue running until I reach the castle. I begin to climb, finding any stones that are dislodged or that are protruding slightly among the rest. The first window I come to is already locked and barred like the front doors, so I climb higher, until I reach a balcony and, before throwing myself up on it, I peer through the glass doors into what appears to be a bedroom.
It seems unoccupied, but just as I was about to hoist myself up, the door to the bedroom opens, letting the torch light from the hallway spill into the dark room. The person entering the room goes over to the bed and rouses someone awake. The glass doors separating me from the inside are thin and I'm able to hear every word said between the two.
"Your Majesty, you must get up! There is an assassin within the castle limits and he is coming here to get you!" The guard, I figured out, desperately pleads.
Well, this will be easier than I thought. I've already found my target.
The Queen rises and begins to follow the guard out, but not before grabbing shoes and a robe. They both flee before I have a chance to attack.
Damn, there goes that plan.
I hoist myself up onto the balcony and, to my relief, pull the doors open without a problem. I cross the room and open the door leading into the hallway. The corridors are empty and I have to rely on my hearing to lead me to where the Queen has gone. I go left and then take a right, down a set off stairs, and another turn to the right before locating my target once again. I linger in the shadows of the hallway, peering through the archway into the throne room where I see the Queen and several guards discussing the next move.
"You must flee the castle, your Majesty! There is no telling where the assassin is. Please, my queen!" One guard begs followed by many other nods from the remaining guards. The Queen did not speak, but instead looked on ahead. She stood tall, defiant, as if not to be swayed or frightened off.
"If you do not run now, your life will be taken! You must run-"
"No, running is useless now; it is too late and I will not abandon my people not under any circumstances." The Queen cuts the guard off and continues to stare off into nothing.
I shake my head, "That was a beautiful speech, Your Majesty," I say with a sneer, emerging from my hiding spot within the shadows. "Truly wonderful."
The few guards that are here gasp in shock and ready their weapons. There were only five of them, which would make this shorter to complete.
"Your guards and you are both right; you should have run, but it is too late." I come to a stop below her throne and the guards surrounding it. To my utter surprise, she did not scream or call for more guards, she didn't even flinch. It's almost as if she knew I was here.
Two of her guards race down to meet me head on, but they are deposed od quickly as I launch a throwing knife into each of their necks, blood staining the nice polished floor. Before the next ones can react, I reach into my pocket and pull out a knife with poison embedded in its blade and throw it at one guard, landing in his arm. The guard gives out a blood gurgling scream and pulls the knife out quickly, but it was too late; the poison would slowly take his life, leaving me with two guards left. One charges with his spear pointed at me. As he nears, I knock the spear from his hands and push a knife through his pathetic excuse for armor, killing him instantly. The final guard takes a moment to study me, looking for a weak spot, no doubt.
I grin from underneath my hood, "Next?"
All this while, the Queen has said nothing, just merely stood by and watched as her remaining guards are one by one killed brutally. The remaining guard charges at me with a sword and I'm quick to unsheathe mine as well. Our swords meet and grind together, leaving us to stare at each other's face. I give him a sadistic grin, bearing my white teeth. I let him lean in before I spin out of the way. He stumbles forward and is about to turn around when I drive my sword through his back and out his front. As his body goes limp, I remove my sword with an evil chuckle. The guard that was poisoned has by now fallen to the ground with death. I face the Queen again.
"Is that all you have?" I question.
Her fists are clenched and her body is shaking slightly. "Why? Why would you do this?" She finally speaks, taking a step towards me.
"They just got in the way. Their lives could have been spared if they simply let me through to kill you." I say innocently.
She looks at me with pure disgust. "They were doing their job." She defends.
I merely scoff.
"Who told you to do this? Surely you did not just decide to do this on your own account." She asks through clenched teeth.
"I am not allowed to answer that question, nor would I ever answer it." I tell her firmly.
She studies me a moment in silence before blinking in astonishment, her fists unclenching to hang loosely at her side.
"Link?" She finally murmurs.
My grin vanishes instantly and my blood runs cold as my body tenses up.
"How do you know my name?" I ask, raising my voice to keep my level of authority.
"I read your heart. Link, what's going on-?" I cut her off by lunging at her with my knife.
She lets out a tiny yelp as I push her up against the wall next her throne with my knife held firmly at her neck.
"I swear I will kill you right here, so don't push me." I seethe through clenched teeth.
"Why don't you then? You have me at a disadvantage right now. Kill me." She says boldly.
That's a good question. Why am I hesitating to kill her?
"Why did you come here, Link?" She asks after I don't respond to her first question.
"To kill you." I say simply.
"But why?" She inquires.
"You're a tyrant. You have to be taken out."
"A tyrant?" She blinks suddenly from my ignorant retort.
"You have killed this land and you're killing the people here." I explain further.
She looks at me in thorough bewilderment.
"What are you talking about? Link, you're not making any sense."
"Have you been oblivious to your surroundings? This land of Hyrule is dead because of your ruthless ruling." I spit out, continuing to hold the knife to her neck, but being careful not to draw any blood.
Wait
What?
Why was I not letting her blood spill? It's like I'm afraid for her.
"Link, what's wrong with you? Why don't you remember me, Link?"
I fight the longing not kill her at this moment, closing my eyes tightly as to try to ward off her voice as it repeats my name over and over again like an echo.
What is wrong with me?
"Link…" She whispers as I absentmindedly lower the knife.
Link…
"WHAT!" I shout.
The Queen stares at me in shock and I let out a sigh of frustration.
What? I ask the voice in my head.
Yes I have a voice in my head; don't judge me.
Change of plans. Don't kill the Queen. The voice says simply.
Why such the sudden change in plans? I ask it.
I never really wanted you to kill her. It replies.
Then why did I come here? I ask angrily.
You are my top assassin and would only go if there was killing involved. I had to lie to get you to go. Bring her back alive. The voice demands.
I heave out another long sigh and open my eyes to look at the Queen in front of me. I give her a crooked grin.
"Good news, Sweet Cheeks. You're not dying tonight. My master wants a special meeting with you." I tell her.
"What?"
"Yeah, you heard me. Now come on." I put away my knife and take ahold of her wrist firmly, pulling her down the nearest hallway.
"Where are the stables? I need a horse." I ask sternly.
"Why would I tell you that?" She asks incredulously, halting us in our strides.
"If you want to live past the next few minutes I suggest you tell me now!" I shout, yanking on her wrist, causing her to come closer to me. She catches herself by placing her free hand on my chest, steadying herself from falling further. I am disgusted to feel a sudden electric kind of shock from where she had touched me, but I ignore it.
She sighs, "Let me lead."
I raise an eyebrow at her, but realize she can't see it. She notices my hesitation and rolls her eyes.
"It's not like I'm going to run off. That would be suicidal."
I nod and let her lead, keeping close to her as we went. She finally stops in front of a wooden door and steps aside to let me through. I eye her suspiciously and motion for her to open the door and enter first.
"Ladies first." I grin.
"Oh, now you have manners…" She mutters under her breath.
I give her a soft chuckle as she proceeds to open the door, revealing that stables to me. I walk through the doorway and look for a horse already saddled. My eyes skim over the many horses, but stop at one stationed at the end of the line. I grin and stride over to it with the Queen in hand. As I come to a stop in front of the brown colored mare with a white mane and tail, the Queen gasps, though inwardly. I look at her curiously.
"What? Something wrong?" I ask.
"No…" She answers quickly, averting her gaze from mine. I ignore her and unlatch the gate door, pulling the horse out by the reins.
I quickly mount the brown mare and look down at the Queen.
"Get on, Sweet Cheeks." I offer her a hand, but she crosses her arms over her chest.
"That is not my name." She tells me firmly.
I roll my eyes, "Then what is you r name?" I ask with little interest.
"You should know…" She mutters.
"Well, I don't, so either you want to be called 'sweet cheeks' or you tell me your name." I raise my voice, growing impatient with her.
"It's Zelda…" She mumbles, finally taking my hand and mounting in front of me.
It annoys me a little knowing that she fits perfectly in front of me, but again I shrug it off as nothing and spur the horse into a run, directing us towards Hyrule Field. I lead the horse through the back alleys, avoiding any unwanted attention from the roaming soldiers. We make it through Castletown unnoticed and ride on into the vast fields of Hyrule; all the while the Queen hasn't uttered a word or brought any attention to her.
Strange…
I would have thought she would kick and scream until I would have to knock her out. I look at her now from my position behind her. Her hands grip the mane of our chestnut mare tightly, her knuckles matching the white hair clutched between her fingers. I hadn't noticed until now that she has seated herself as riding side saddle. I had forgotten that she was asleep before my intrusion and was only able to throw on a thin silk robe over her cream colored nightwear. Her golden hair whips past me as we ride on, sending me the scent of strawberries and roses wafting through my nose. And although I cannot see her face, I imagine her expression as one of fierce determination. She suddenly whispers something, but I did not catch it.
"What did you say?" I say to her as I pull back on the reins, causing the horse to slow down in its run.
"I said why did you have to kill all of my guards? I didn't have many to begin with and now I'm down to maybe a handful of soldiers." She mutters indignantly.
"Like I said before; they got in my way. Had they let me through I would have spared their lives." I reply without missing a beat.
"They were doing their job and that was protecting me." She snaps back at me, twisting her head to the side to catch a glimpse of my stoic face.
"A lot of good that did. Look where you are now; in the enemies arms." I point out to her matter of factly.
She doesn't reply after my comment and instead turns her head forward once again. It's silent a moment between us as the horse continues to trot out to the east.
"She missed you, you know…" The Queen whispers unexpectedly.
I look down at her head with confusion lining my face. "What?"
"Epona missed you." She repeats, revealing a name this time.
"Who is Epona?" I ask with little interest.
She sighs out of irritation before answering. "Epona is the horse we are riding and she so happens to be your horse as well."
I scoff at her and then give a small chuckle. "I've never owned a horse in my life."
"Why don't you remember anything, Link? You don't remember Epona, or what you did for this land-for my kingdom. You don't even remember me." She whispers almost inaudibly.
"I haven't the slightest idea of what you are talking about." I say while reaching in my cloak for a knife.
"You were supposed to visit me after I sent you back in time. Why didn't you? Where did you go for those seven years?" She continues to ask questions that are not going to be answered the way she likes.
"Look, I've never met you before in my life, never owned a horse, or done anything for Hyrule or your kingdom. When I was ten my master took me under his wing and trained me in the ways of the assassins." I explain to her, still rummaging around in my cloak for an appropriate knife.
"Why did you decide not to kill me back in the throne room? Wasn't that what you came here to do?" She asks, getting out all of her questions floating in her head.
"My master told me to bring you back alive. I have no idea why, but since it's coming from him, it must be important." I reply, growing irritated by her constant questioning.
"But, how?"
"He was talking to me through my mind."
"So…telepathy?" She concludes.
"Yeah, I guess you can call it that." I say, hoping she was through with the questions.
She lets out a long depressing sigh before taking a glance around her, taking in her surroundings.
"Where are you taking me exactly?" The Queen asks boldly.
"I'm taking you to our hideout, but that's all I'm saying on that subject." I finally pull out a knife just as she speaks again.
"Our?" She asks hesitantly.
I smirk at this and stop my upcoming actions. "Yes, our hideout. You didn't think I was the only assassin out there, did you?"
"I was hoping you were the only one…" She mutters, not really expecting me hear her response.
"Well, sorry to disappoint you, but there are many more assassins residing in Hyrule." I raise the knife above her head and bring it down violently on the back of her head. She slumps forward in the saddle, completely unconscious. I put my knife away and pull out a blindfold as its replacement along with a thick strand of rope.
I take her limp body and have it rest on my chest long enough for me to tie the blindfold around her eyes securely and then bind her hands behind her back. The horse, or er, Epona whinnies and throws her head back in displeasure over what I just did to her companion.
"Oh, shut up. You have to admit you were getting sick of her talking as much as I was. It was about time she got knocked out." I speak to the horse, urging it into a steady run again.
Great…
Now she has me talking to horses. Where did she get the idea of this being my horse anyway? She is one different Queen that's for sure.
My vision sways for a moment and I have to clutch my head to thwart off the oncoming headache. Why am I getting a headache now? Before I can think further, my vision completely blacks out and I slump forward, my face landing in the crook of the Queen's neck and my arms hanging loosely at my sides.
Everything is black for a moment, before a bright flash of light lightens up my surroundings. And before me is a corral full of horses. It's a hot summer day with big, white, fluffy clouds adorning the deep blue sky. The grass was as green as it could get as it swayed in the warm breeze beneath my feet. I walk up to the corral gates in search of an explanation of all this and inside the corral I see a young woman standing in the center. Her orange hair sweeps below her waist and her hands are behind her back. She is about a head shorter than me I notice as I come to stop behind her. She is humming a tune that seems oddly familiar to me, but I can't recall ever hearing it.
"Can you tell me what's going on here?" I ask her, but she shows no indication that she heard me.
"Hello, Miss?" I go to tap her shoulder, but to my utter horror, my hand passes right through her body.
Oh shit!
I jump back from the orange haired girl and clutch my hand that had gone through her.
What is going on here?
"Malon!" An achingly familiar voice shouts from behind the both of us, causing us both to turn in the direction of the voice.
I see a rider come into the corral with a chestnut colored horse with snow white hair.
Epona?
I look up from the horse to the rider. His sandy-blonde hair falls in front of his piercing blue eyes. His well-tanned face is wearing a huge grin, showing off his pearly white teeth. He is wearing a green tunic with a foolish green hat on top of his head, not to mention the lady tights, and as he grew closer to us, I am able to make out his face to be-
"Link!" The young woman yells and waves one arm above her head.
"What?" I ask her, but see that she was not addressing me, but rather the rider.
Once I look closer the rider is indeed…
Me?
I look between green clad me and the ranch girl named Malon in bewilderment. What the hell is going on here?
"Epona is looking great! You're such a good horse handler, Link." Malon walks up to the other me and pats Epona's strong neck affectionately.
"I wouldn't have her if wasn't for you, Malon." Other me grins warmly before dismounting.
I slowly walk up to the pair and stop next to me, looking me over from head to toe. From the looks of it, I'm well built in the muscles department, although that's not much different from now, my bangs are just long enough to fall in front of my cobalt eyes. Looking beyond my face I noticed the sword slung onto my back. The handle is a purplish-blue color with a yellow gem embedded between the hilt and the blade.
My eyes widen as I realize what sword it is.
The Master Sword…
My head begins to throb as my vision sways again and goes black. I clutch my head in agony and wait for it to stop. But it doesn't. It continues to beat at the inside of my head, almost like something is trying to tear out of the recesses of my inner thoughts. I let out a tormented scream and suppressed the throbbing in my head until it was a dull ache. My eyes snap open and I find myself on the back of Epona with my face still in the Queen's neck. I straighten up quickly and feel myself blush.
What the hell just happened?
Was that a dream or a nightmare?
Or a memory…?
Dear Goddesses please not have it be a memory.
What was it that the Queen said before?
'Epona is the horse we are riding and she so happens to be your horse as well.'
Epona was my horse. I look down at the unconscious Queen in confusion.
Did I know her?
But how could I? My master never let me go near the castle let alone the town surrounding it. So I've never met her, yet I have this feeling of familiarity with her.
Oh, my head hurts…
To my relief, our destination comes into view and I demand Epona to speed up. The lush green grass soon turns into brown dirt with dust whipping into my hooded face and the exposed face of the Queen. There are no longer any trees around us, but instead high cliffs on either side of the canyon we've entered. We cross a wooden bridge that leads into the Gerudo Fortress, but we go no further. The Gerudos do not welcome assassins and we are perfectly fine with that.
I turn Epona to the left and walk up to the canyon wall, stopping before it to dismount. I situate the Queen in the saddle so she won't fall over without my support and then place my hand, palm down, on the canyon wall. The stone wall gives a slight lurch and then rises up and out of view. I smile to myself and lead Epona inside. She's reluctant at first, but upon hearing streaming water within the cave, she follows obediently. Once we're inside the stone door drops once again and hides us from any outsiders.
Torches line the walls of the cave, so as not to encase us in utter darkness. To my left is the stream and to my right are the stables for the few horses we happen to steal and keep, but none are there now; they are all out on missions with other assassins. I lead Epona over to the stables and place her in a stall, but not before grabbing ahold of the Queen and lifting her down into my arms, one of my arms under her knees and the other supporting her back.
She stirs and tries to shift position, but my hold on her is restricting her to do so. She lets out groan and her head lolls back and forth. I imagine her eyes opening, but not being able to see anything but the dark blindfold wrapped around her eyes. Her hands attempt to move up to untie the blindfold, but even those are restrained from any movement.
"Where am I? Link, are you there?" The Queen asks urgently.
"We're at the hideout and it's time for you to meet my master." I reply while setting her down on the ground. She sways on her feet and I reach out a hand to steady her unbalance.
"Why did you have to knock me out? Goddesses my head hurts…" She murmurs and winces at the throbbing feeling no doubt.
"You're not the only one with an aching head, trust me. As for the knocking you out part; you're not allowed to see where our hideout is located. Don't worry, we do that to every captive we bring in. You're not alone." I give her a smug grin but then remember that she is blindfolded.
She sighs in irritation then gasps, her whole body becoming alert with urgency.
"Where's Epona?" She asks anxiously.
The horse replies for me by neighing her response to the Queen's question. The Queen's body relaxes as she lets out a relieved sigh.
"Thank the Goddesses…" She whispers under her breath.
"She won't be harmed. Now, come on, we're already late." I nudge her towards the tunnel that leads to the head assassin, or in other words, my master.
"Can you take the blindfold off of me now? It would make things so much easier." I roll my eyes, but comply with her wishes and untie the blindfold, letting it simply drop to the ground. She blinks her eyes a couple times and then directs them to me, studying me up and down. "Why don't you take off your hood?" She asks then after her examination.
"Does it bother you when it's up?" I ask with an evil smirk.
"Yes, actually, it does." She replies, not noticing my small grin.
"Good."
I walk pass her as she stares at me in disbelief. I look back over my shoulder at her and see that she has not moved an inch. She remains firmly planted in that one spot, holding her head high in dignity.
"Are you coming? Let me tell you that you do not want to get lost in these tunnels. There are not friendly people in these caverns." With that being said, she immediately follows me, keeping a close distance between us.
The tunnels are only dimly lit by the torches hanging on the walls and they aren't lining the walls fully, they're spaced out so you have to walk through darkness for a moment before being engulfed in light once again, only to repeat the process again. But all the assassins knew where they were going. It was rare when one of us would become lost within the twisting tunnels and when that did happen, the said person would not live it down while staying here.
We come to a fork in the tunnels and I don't hesitate to take the right corridor. To my utter surprise, the Queen has said nothing. I glance behind me to see if she is still there and sure enough, there she is, walking with her head tilted slightly downwards as if in deep thought. I turn back around before she can notice my little exchange.
In order to get to our destination, we have to pass through the grand hall. The grand hall is where every assassin gathers to converse, eat, make wages, you name it. On normal days this wouldn't be a problem, but today I have the Queen and it's right around dinner time for us. I slow my pace so I'm walking side-by-side with the Queen, keeping a close eye on her as we enter the grand hall.
All eyes turn to us as we walk through the archway, making the Queen uncomfortable, but for me it's making feel on high alert. The Queen secretly moves closer to my side as we begin our trudge through the staring eyes. We are halfway through when one assassin speaks up and breaks the silence that was hanging in the air.
"Oye, Link! Who'd you bring that one for?"
"Nobody." I say without emotion and continue walking.
"Ah, so she's yours tonight, is she? You're gonna have a fun time with that one! She looks absolutely delicious!" The same man yells over the sudden outburst of laughter.
Beside me the Queen flinches and cowers into my side even more. I wrap an arm around her back protectively and pick up my pace until we reach the other end of the grand hall. The darkness of the tunnel has never felt so good as we exit the grand hall, leaving the laughter behind with it. I let out my breath that I had been unknowingly holding in and notice the Queen do the same thing. My arm drops from her back before she can make a comment about it.
"Those vile, filthy, pigs!" The Queen mutters under her breath and I chuckle at her tiny outburst of disgust. "Is that all they think about? Taking some woman to bed with them and hoping for a good time?" She bites out and looks up at me.
"Well, most of them don't get married and never have that kind of pleasure in their life and they see that," I point behind me, gesturing to the exchange we just encountered, "As their only way of getting it." I explain to her.
"That's disgusting! That's downright wrong. Who shows that much disrespect to a woman?"
"They do," I answer her question, "They have no manners when it comes to life. They think they can say and do whatever they please and not get punished for it."
She shakes her head in disagreement before her eyes widen and look back at me with an anxious gaze.
"Y-you don't do that…do you?" She asks hesitantly.
"No," She lets out a sigh of relief and goes back to gazing ahead of her, "I think that is wrong and I would never defile a woman of their dignity like that, nor would I ever. I have manners, you know." I smirk.
She scoffs and raises an eyebrow at me, "Yeah, because hitting someone over the head is so appropriate." She says sarcastically.
"Okay, better manners than those losers back there." I admit.
We both laugh at this until we come face-to-face with a large metal door. The Queen looks at it with determination etched on her face and her head held high. No words have to be spoken to know what's on the other side of this door. I pound on the door twice before hearing a booming voice from the other side drift towards us.
"Come in." It says simply and the Queen's eyes widen slightly at the sound of the voice, almost like she recognizes it.
I push the doors open and walk into the darkness that hangs densely in the air. The Queen follows and we are both encased in shadows instantly.
Your mission is complete, Link. You are free to go. The voice resounds in my head and I know what the real meaning behind his words is.
You are not needed in this meeting.
I nod my head and turn to leave. The Queen didn't show the least bit of fear for this mysterious man or by my departure from the room.
She's on her own now…
The door shuts behind me with a deep thud and I hesitate a moment in my tracks. What if he hurts her? Should I really leave them alone together? I shake my head to clear out my confusion and walk to my room.
My name is Link and I'm an assassin. Assassins show no feelings, no regrets, and no mercy.
So why am I feeling so afraid for her?
-xoOox-
Whew, done. That turned out longer than I thought it would. But, here you go! The first chapter to Heroic Assassin! Considering how long this chapter took, the next one will take a while as well. The summary to this is bad, but hopefully you get the gist of what is going on. :/
I don't own Zelda, yada, yada, yada… All copyrights go to the rightful owners.
Thanks for reading and reviews are welcome!