The Dark Triforce (Hiiroo no jikan)
By Samura Sheikah
Notes:
This fiction is dedicated to a very close friend of mine who has shown me the right path through light and darkness, Thank you Warewolf! This is for you!
I would also like to add that the lady in Kakariko (Please read on) has NO NAME! I need a name for her since she appears in my next fiction, please help!
Part one
The Sheikah and Wolfos
Chapter one
The light through the open window
Bang! Bang! Bang! The eerie sound of the thunderous drums, as if to beat out the footsteps of the creatures, red eyes glaring tiptoeing in the shadows, drowned in the rain that fell remorselessly from the mysterious cloudy star less sky. Each new raindrop flicked up the blood red dew from the grass blades, dancing beneath their feet.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The vile smog of fire and the fowl stench of death filled the air and the screams of anguish and pain lingered on through the silent winds of the desolate plane. The sky was suddenly filled with screeching buzzards ready to pick off the dead, stealing their food from the heroic corpses of those who tried to escape.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The reaper stood proudly over the shoulder of another to fall victim to this terrible slaughter and waste of precious human life, in the blink of an eye, another, dead struck down in the confusion.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The beast wiped the blood from its blades and grinned, satisfied with its prize but it had gone too far, now it needed more flesh to quench its blood lust. But there was no more. Living prey all gone, now all that is left is the empty husks of corpses, the smoldering houses of the village, and a blood-hungry demon ready to strike again. But where? The castle town? Or the peaceful forest village just over the horizon? Why not both? It had gone this far, so why not take down everyone? No hero could challenge it; no army could destroy it. It snarled, brandished its blades and ran to the town.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Link sat up suddenly in a cold sweat. A dream, Just a dream. He lay back down and tried to make sense of all the vivid images if death rampaging through his mind. There had to be a logical explanation. Where to start… the banging! He sat up and looked around for a cause of the sound in his dream. The stalls were empty! Malon must have already let the horses into the paddock, The sounds or their hooves beating on the cobbled floor of the stable would explain the banging, but what about the rest? What beast is capable of burning Kakariko village to the ground and slaughtering everyone? Not even Ganondorf would go that far!
Suddenly a familiar figure popped out in front of him "Mornin'!" she cooed. He fell back in surprise only to see the friendly face of Malon above him.
"Don't do that!" he snapped rigorously brushing stray stripes of hay from his dull blonde hair.
"Someone got up on the wrong side of the hay bale!" she exclaimed
"Sorry… I'm not in the best of moods today. I had another nightmare." He said shaking his head
"No worries!" She hooted. "We all have nightmares sometimes, it's only natural"
"Well I have had more than my natural share these past few weeks!" he grunted
She laughed and looked out of the window. "You're leaving today huh?" she asked, turning back and giving a weak smile.
Link looked up at her and grinned. " You don't have to pretend you're not upset!"
"I know…" she said "But I promised myself I wouldn't cry"
He pulled out his fairy slingshot and sniggered "Oh Maaaaaaaloooooon!" he called "I know just what will cheer you up"
She turned around just as he was getting up, he ran toward the door slingshot in hand "NO! LINK NOT THE CHICKENS!" she shouted. He just reached the door and was amazed at what he saw.
The grass was covered with layers of thick red snow, magic snow! Link kneeled down to touch it, warm. This could be the next part of his dream the red liquid on the grass could have been melted magic ice and snow. This dream could have been a prophecy! Malon followed behind him "what is it?" she asked. He stood up and flicked his hair out of his eyes.
"Ganondorf" he snarled under his breath.
The few things he had left from his kokiri days were packed up and he was ready to go. He needed to investigate this dream further and stop evil from arising once again. Malon walked toward him from the farmhouse, carrying a bottle of milk in her hands. "Take this, it'll make you strong!" she cooed happily.
"Now you sound glad I'm leaving, what's with you?" Link said sarcastically. Malon turned away annoyed.
"If there's one thing I wont miss its your smart mouth!" she snapped playfully.
"Don't get me wrong, I like it when your angry!" he grinned
"I would retaliate but I wouldn't want my last memory of you to involve a pitchfork in any way!"
Link decided it would be best to be quiet.
He walked to the door and whistled, Epona galloped up to him. "You can't ride her!" Malon said. He got on to her back. "No one can ride Epona," she said. Link was already halfway out of the stable door. "LINK!" she called but he was gone, only the faint chill in the air around where he stood remained. "He tamed her?" She whispered the frosty wind sending her words into the air where they vanished forever.
