Crestaria: I read Wolf Mother's "Masks of the Gods" and I felt inspired. Lots more fics should come over the weekend, but let me know if you enjoy this one,alright? By the way, I updated my
bio, and now it includes a picture!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these songs, or characters, exept for Cerena, Siriana, Jake (gags) and Skull Kid (I wish)
oh,and one more thing. I do not like Britney Spears. Ijust thought some of her songs were appropriate for this fic.
Odd one out Part 1
Ever feel like there is no one out there for you? Like you are just some dark,crazy person, who never really has anything to live for?
Someone who was cool, dark,and mysterious, yet soft once you actually got through the stone hard interior...
I left that person behind.
I am now a crossbow girl named Siriana.
I beleive that I would have never have been happy the way I was going, going absolutely nuts...
The only people who know about my past are my friends, Muya and Anju.
They don't approve of me doing this.
"Crestaria, you are just running away from your problems!" Anju scolded me, when I told her about my descision to change my identity.
Running away? Where would I run to? Who would I run to?
Wouldn't have a chance, nowhere, and nobody at all.
That's the problem with my life.
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"Siriana, just one more..." Grog, the guy in charge of the archery game said.
I carfully fitted the arrows in to the notch of the crossbow, aimed dead center, and as I let each arrow go, I twitched them slightly so they would head in the direction I wished them to go, without taking too much time.
THWAAP! One octorok fainted.
THWAAP! Another one was hit.
THWAAP! This arrow soared over the head of the blue octorok, and headed straight for the red one.
"Hi, Siriana!" somebody shouted into my ear.
I broke concentration with the arrow, and it missed the octorok by half an inch.
I viewed all of this with calm eyes, ignoring the rude person who interrupted me.
"I would like another game, please" withdrawing twenty ruppees from my pouch.
There goes my dinner.
In Termina, there is always somebody who needs a monster to be destroyed, or a little kid who wants to visit their uncle out in the Swamp, and needs a bodyguard.
It is just that there are so many people that have taken up the crossbow, so there is very high compitetion among us. I am one of the best,but...
Not THE best...
Romani is.
I'm not envious of her, of course...
But I wish I knew the one thing I was good at.
At least one thing.
I couldn't even shoot straight with my arrows without my magic...
Which is why some people hire me, and others don't.
I mostly make my money on winning games like these.
I thought about all of this while shooting at the octoroks.
I was, again, one screen away from winning.
THwAAP! THWAAP! THWAAP...
The person tapped me on the shoulder.
I ignored him, and intently guided the arrow towards it's mark.
It was close, so close...
"SIRIANA!!!" the idiot yelled into my ear.
I jumped, causing the arrow to suddenly "hop" right when it was about to hit the octorok.
I spun around, severely angry.
It was Jake.
I inwardly groaned, but put on a smile.
Jake has a crush on me the size of the moon, and wasn't afraid to show it.
However, I loathed him as much as everyone loathes horse dung on their shoes.
But for the sake of being Siriana, I acted glad to see him.
"Wazzup?" Jake said cooly, acting like he was king of the world.
It made me want to barf.
"Oh, nothing. Just trying to improve my time on the archery game, hoping to win some rupees..."
I stressed the word rupees, as he caused me to lose forty.
I exited the archery house,and walked along East Clock town, with Jake following me.
"Do you wanna, y'know, have dinner with me?" he asked, being Mr. I'm-so-cool.
I considered it. I was hungry, and he did cause me to lose forty ruppees.
But Anju promised to make me my favorite pie, although I'll end up cooking, since she is such a bad cook. but we always have fun together, and besides, I promised.
"Sorry, but I promised Anju I'd have dinner with her." I said my descision to an astonished looking Jake.
"Y-you want to have dinner with that old wench?!?" he sputtered, not beleiving that I was completely blowing him off.
He ended up with a broken jaw.
"Don't you ever insult my friends again, Mr. I'm-so-cool! And another thing, if you think I like you, well, you're dead wrong!" The look on his face was well worth forty rupees.
As I turned around to leave, he shouted after me "She's just bein' nice to ya, 'cause she feels sorry for ya. You don't have no real friends, all you have is the kind that wouldn't give you a room if their stinkin' inn was full, and you'd have to sleep on the kitchin' floor. Ya don't have no parents, cause they hated ya, and thought you was one ugly, stupid baby. Believe me when I say I'm the only person who likes ya for you, not for your money or your looks. But even then, I like Cerena better!"
That extremely hurt.
I would've liked to kill him.
But I couldn't, so I ran away, to no where, and to absolutely no one.
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A blank space...
An empty void...
Ooh, but my feelings, get in my way...
Ooh, just like feelings, they won't go away...
Two people behind me? I turned around and saw...
Me?
No, Siriana and Crestaria...
crestaria was singing while Siriana was playing the wooden flute I carved.
They vanished.
I looked around me, wondering where I was.
And if both of them were there, then...
Who am I?
I heard giggling off to my right. I turned to face what was my right, and saw two figures in the distance.
I tried to run towards them, but something stopped me. I looked behind me, but nothing was there.
When I again looked straight in front of me, the two girls were there.
They both looked at me.
"Who are you?" they chorused, asking the question that has been bothering me for years.
"I'm...I'm Cresta...No, Siria..." I mumbled, being deeply confused.
"Who am I?!?" I asked them in fustration.
Siriana began to play the flute in a song I knew very well.
"What you see...is what you get" Crestaria sang the words to the tune, her voice enveloping every blank spot. It truly was a beautiful voice...
I remember I could sing like that,
"Cerena..." Siriana addressed me.
That's right...
Not Crestaria, not Siriana...
Just Cerena.
Crestaria glared at me.
"Alright! I am Crestaria!" I shouted.
"Though you prefer to be called Cerena" Crestaria corrected.
It made sense.
I knew who I was.
All of a sudden, the scene changed from a white void to a green meadow.
It looked like home...
"She was supposed to be Kokiri!" said very loud voice above me, commanding and holy...
Odowla?
"Get off of my back! Everything else is fine!" a loud rumbling shook across the land.
Goht...
"Yes, you've got to admit, she is everything we've wanted her to be..." I suppose this one was Gyorg...
"Exept for her latest 'amnesia' stunt!" the voice that was Odowla shouted.
"A girl is here..." the last one, cool and calm, and yet there was a trace of...
Hate and deadliness...
Majora.
I had no clue where they were, who they were talking about,and why I was here.
I've heard stories about the Sacred Meadow, but no one has actually seen it...
Am I dreaming?
"How did you get here?" Majora snapped.
I shivered, awed by the great power these Gods could convey with just their voices...
"I..I just appeared here after I'd fallen asleep, I guess" I said, not telling the whole truth.
How was I supposed to explain to the Gods that I had been talking to myselves?
The trees just vanished.
And in their place stood Odowla, Goht, Gyorg, and Majora...
Majora's eyes widened for some reason, and he whispered to the other Gods.
I suppose he knew that I saw him...
Goht gave out a big laugh, rumbling the very ground I stood on.
They again took to whispering among themselves.
I cleared my throat, not expecting the Gods to pay any attention to me.
They didn't, no surprise.
"Excuse me..." I said politely, not wanting to offend them.
Gyorg just stared at me, and continued to talk.
"Excuse me" I said louder.
They all looked at me this time, but ignored me and went on talking.
They can't do that!!
The purpose of being Gods is to take care of your people! You can't just ignore them to exchange stupid gossip!!
"EXCUUUUSE MEEE!!" I shouted, pissed off.
They all turned around, annoyed.
"What is it, child?" Odowla asked impatiently,folding his arms across his chest, looking like he would like to squish me.
I don't care how big they are! If they aren't going to pay attention to their people,then what kind of Gods were they?!?!
Unfortunately for me, Goht could read minds.
He told the other gods what I had thought, and turned to me.
"We are sorry that we have been so rude. It is just not everyday that a person comes to visit in our Sacred Meadow. What can we do for you,child?" Gyorg spoke up.
"I would like to return home." I said simply.
"We shall do so in a minute. But please, let us know who we had the pleasure of getting a visit from."
I said without hesitation "Crestaria Aria Montanyu".
Majora slightly coughed, while the other gods covered up an emotion.
It was something like...surprise.
Odowla chanted something, and a small blue portal appeared next to me.
"You may go now, child" Goht said, with a hint of what seemed like pride behind his voice.
"But, since you are one of few who have managed to come here... We will give you a gift" Majora said, finally speaking.
"And I have the perfect one, too-" Odowla started.
"When you step into the portal, it will be revealed to you," Gyorg finished.
I stepped into the portal, the blue light enveloping me.
The last thing I knew was that I needed desperately to sleep...
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Crestaria:What do you guys think? Yeah, there's no sign of SkullKid yet, but he will be in the next chapter, I promise. Ciao!