He who doesn't own Legend of Zelda, shalln't own Super Smash. Yeah, I know shalln't isn't a word. I'm still taking grammar lesson, people adn you really blame a kid for using big manly words like the and at? Skip to the 5th paragraph, if you don't like explainations.
...:..CHAPTER 1: Escape...:...
Zelda screamed.
The searing agony that seized her mind remain for the shortest moment, and in that instant she found what she had been seeking. Peace.
Over the days of interrogation and examination she had used every single ounce of her intellect, to somehow overcome the blinding pain. It was a technique she had used against those monsters. By thinking of her lost paradise, she had blocked the pain.
During the last 3 encounters with the strange sub-space aleins, she had been losing her memory as well as her physical strength to survive. However, it was her will that gave her the chance to withstand the burning pain. It was there, she knew, inflamed nerves protesting about the alien energies coursing through her very own mind, probing it, seeking insights into her very own being. She had learned to ignore the cruel, harsh attacks due to the same treatment she had received from a certain evil emperor. But she will never recover from the mental assaults, for they were attacking the root of her power, the unique intelligence that had made her a supreme magician and ruler on her home world.
The sub-space creatures lacked any mercy and ripped open her thoughts like a bear pulling apart a stump for honey. A lesser mind would have been destroyed beyond recovery on the first assault. Zelda had nearly been reduced to a idiot after the 2nd assault, losing some of her memories as well. Still, she fought back even though she knew there was no chance of survival. But it was nice to have a little bit of hope. She had become insane once in her caged prison, writhing in pain and fear trying to tackle the metal chains that bound her body. She had lost the memory of a certain someone. A special someone that she had loved. And it was that which powered her will and determination.
Her ability to ignore the terrible assaults and focus on that tiny hope had kept her sane. From there she formed a plan. Unless the beasts possessed finer skills than what she had endured so far, she had a slim chance of escaping. She had risked enough body awareness to ensure that her breathing was slow and shallow. She had faked unconsciousness and now she await for her captors to leave. She knew that the sub-space creatures were nothing but clumsy pinheads for she had learned more of her captors than they had about her. This was sure to work. And she could be reunited with her special someone.
She heard them leave the room, but she still kept her eyes closed. And then the clarity returned along with pain. She fought back the urge to cry out, and used deep breathing and mental discipline to manage the agony.
She lay upon a slab of stone, but the stone had its own evil nature, a sense of energy alien to Zelda. Simply touching it was uncomfortable, and she was strapped to it without the benefit of clothes. She was drenched in perspiration and was nauseous. Her muscles were about to cramp with her limbs restrained. She employed every trick at her disposal to control the urge, calm herself and let the pain go away.
She open her eyes. As she expected her captors were gone. For a second, she fear that there was still one of them remaining. Sometimes they spoke to her in their language chatting as if she was their guest. Other times they subjected to physical violence.
Zelda concentrated within the depths of her power, allowing her mental 'fingers' to release the cold, hard, metal chains that bound her. It took almost no effort at all. She sat up slowly, feeling a little pleased withherself. She was eager to stand up and fell back down. She gasped at this, because she now realize how filthy, bloody, and hungery she was. For about 5 days, the sub-space creatures had not fed her nor had they given her some time to clean herself. All they did was humilated her and caused her pain.
She managed to get back up on her feet and took several experimental steps. The pain was so intense, and she could see the chain marks on her ankles and wrists, but she never backed down. After practicing getting her senses up, she was ready. She stood in front of the metal door and focus on it, drawing her mental powers to unlock and open the door. She muttered a hoarse, rasped spell and a click was heard. She licked her dry lips and walked out into the empty halls. Her eyes scan each room and she found long black robes in which she placed them on.
Zelda had no problem walking around naked, for the creatures did not know the difference between themelves and the human-related race. But she had put on the robes only because it was cold. She wandered around, searching for some kind of exit to this never ending maze. Suddenly, a figure approached her.
It was one of those sub-space creatures. Zelda quickly flatten herself against the wall. He walked by her and then stop, for he had sensed her filthy stench. He turned and faced the Zelda's magic. She was so unsure of herself now, for she had not used her powers in such a long time. She waited for the familiar feeling of the energy going through her body, gently. Instead, it came out fast and furious, hurting her and the creature. She stumbled backward as he fell down to her feet, dead. She could only guess that her power also was eager to get out of this place. She kicked the metal creature with full force and pulled back with anger. (Why did I made everything metal?)
"Dammit!" she cried, rubbing her bare feet. In that instant, she felt a wave of exhaustion settle on her and she fell. The attack and the amount of magic she had forced to come out was too much for her. She felt warm hands capture her. She gasped when she saw a tall young man in green clothes. He was dark, dirty, and sullen but when he saw her, his eyes shone. Who was he again? She could not tell, for she had become unconscious by then.
By the time she came to, she saw the light and all of its glory. She blinked once, then twice, then closed her eyes again. Surely, this was a trick. She had been in that sub-space dome for nearly a week, without any food, support, or any light. She opened her eyes again, sat up, and saw that this was no trick. She was out of the sub-space dome, and for a moment all of her pain, fear, agony, and uncertain left her.
She lay in a opened grass field, with trees and such. Zelda turned around and around amazed at the world's beauty in a way she had always known before. Butterflies and birds filled the blue sky with a heavenly grace. She spotted a man laying on the grass near her, admiring nature's true beauty also.
She looked at him for a while, trying to remember the face. For only 5 days, she had it had been a year during her visit in the dark, lifeless sub-space. Her mouth slowly formed the name.
"Ike."Even at that whisper, the man opened his eyes and came to her side. Zelda took note of his apparels. He wore a tattered blue tunic with a brunt red cape attached similar to his red . He had an armor on too, a dull one from too much use in battles. The man was from Crimea, she remembered.
"Your highness, is there something wrong?" His voice was kind and welcoming, his eyes in a worried look.
Princess Zelda smiled at him and gave him a hug. She needed support and warmth to see that this was real. Ike was aghast, slowly comforting the princess. She had nothing on except very loose rags from the dungeons and that was not a proper thing for a woman of royalty to wear. He touched her bare back with a uneasily, feeling the cold and pale skin.
Several moments passed before she finally let go. Ike gave a small smile to her. "Welcome back, your highness." Zelda smiled and nodded, too tired to speak. The two sat together for a while, both in awkward silence. It wasn't until and certain blond man in green clothes came did she spoke. He approached her with a angel and a pink, cute blob.
"Princess Zelda!" Link waved, running with a bright smile on his face. Ike stood up and Zelda waved back.
"Ah, the legendary Hero of Time." Her voice was a harsh, dry rasp due to the lack of using it. "Good afternoon, Link."
Link gave a small chuckle at his title and sat down next ot her.
"Did you find him?" Ike asked, with a worried look on his face. Pit sighed and shook his head, full of regrets. Kirby had a sad look on his cute little face too. Ike fell back down to his bottom and lean against the tree trunk, looking quite sad.
"We searched everywhere, but had to return because those creatures were after us. We ran through the halls and glanced at the corpses. I was freaked out, Kirby was scared half to death." Pit placed a hand on Ike's shoulder. The blue- haired man shooked his head and replied: "It's alright. We shall continue to search again after the little princess has fully recovered." He glanced over to Zelda.
"Who are you searching for?" she asked.
All 4 stared at her. None replied.
"POYOI!" At the first sight of the Hyilian princess, Kirby, the innocent little pink blob of the stars (1), came running towards her, arms outstretched. He gave her a big bear hug. Zelda felt her poor heart warm up, all of her wounds healed and her mind becoming stronger then ever. Her voice strengthen and she began to speak.
"I have missed you too, Kirby." She rubbed his head. Kirby gave a giggle at her touch and began to chase the butterflies in the field. Her eyes stayed on Kirby for a while then turned her attention onto the angel. Pit seemed really polite and bowed to her.
"Good afternoon." He said looking up. "My princess, you look and seem in good health, and it is pleasing to know."
Zelda smiled. "Pit, enough with that. You know you can call me just Zelda. You are like family to me and so there is no need for formalities."
Pit smiled. "You have been treating me too well. How would the others respond to this?" He gave a little chuckle.
"Well, they had said that the princess is losing her tastes for royalty and proper etiquette and at this rate, how will she ever find a worthy and suitable man to be king?" Link broke in, giving in a little chuckle as well. Zelda gave him a playful punch in the arm.
"I suppose he is right." Zelda was still smiling. She looked down at what she was wearing. The dirty robes she was wearing was nothing but rags. She had only wrap herself around it covering only what had to be covered. Out of the corner of her eyes she spotted Link looking at her.
"There is a small river just about 10 minutes from here." Pit seem to read her mind. "And we brought some clothes for you just in case."
"You all are too kind." she turned to Link who quickly looked away.
"I'll go get it."He stood up and went to his horse, Espona.
A few moments later, she stood in the river, water at her shoulders. She often would ducked down and take a long swim for fear if any of the men were looking at her. If they were, they would get a full blast of her magic at them.
It was strange. Their presence was warming and welcoming. To her, it felt as if she had seen them in some kind of a dream. It has been so long. She burst into the air again, drawing in great, deep breaths and found herself laughing- everything had become strangely clear. Her mind had cleared and she could focus on her power more easier than before.
She had ducked down in the water again to hide her deep blush, when Link came with her new clothes. Even from a far distance, she could see his bright blush under his deep tan. It was funny. The two have met each other several times and yet, none of those times have they had any feelings for each other. It was when they were really close to each other or when she is reflecting on what had happened during the last few days did she began to feel for him. She had missed him.
At dinner, when the all crowd around the warmth of the fire, she whispered a thank you in his ears. A thank you of the rescues that he has done for her and her kingdom and for standing for her every time she falls.