Evelyn Dark: hey this is Evelyn Dark giving to you Stained Teeth. This little story just happened to come to me in the middle of the night. Since I didn't want to lose this idea I wrote it in my note book. it's a bit crappy I know but I'm just to darn lazy to worry about right now. Just something to give to guys to think about, and stay awake in the middle the night like I did. Any way…. On to the fic.
Author's note-
Stained Teeth
A puddle of red liquid was forming around the dead creature, as it was dripping from the beast's mouth. Its once white teeth were stained of red, and the taste of salty iron remained in its mouth. Its fierce blue eyes darted from the dead creature to the sewer road.
The beast only thought was to find an exit from the under ground sewer system. Then it made a dashed down the lane, turning left or right killing anything that got it in its way. It wasn't even thinking , just relying on its pure instinct.
Must Get Out
Link opened his eyes to the sight of his ceiling. His heart was pounding fast, he could feel that any moment that his heart was going to burst out of his chest.
Link put his hand in front of his face, he could see that he was shaking so bad that he couldn't hold his hand still. He just laid there for a few moments that memory still clear and vivid. The taste was evident on his tongue, that salty iron taste, it made his skin crawl.
Link was a warrior so why would something like that scare him, make him feel disgusted with himself. Well for one thing fighting with a sword is a whole lot different than having your teeth be the only thing to fight with. The other thing was that after all of that he found himself licking his muzzle with his tongue savoring the taste of it.
Before all of that the only time that he ever used a sword would have been with his wooden sword. And even he only used it in practices with Rusl, his foster father and teacher. Even at the time when Talo went into the Faron woods after that monkey, he had to kill a few monsters out of pure fear of them killing him.
Kill or be killed the ghostly knight had said to him on their first practice together. After that Link just reminded himself of that saying after every time he had to kill a creature or before he had to.
He was a bloody murderer, but the only thing that kept him from being the same as any other murderer would be that he did it to protect those that couldn't protect themselves. Link knew that was just some excuse for people to kill each other, but who was he to argue about it anyway. It's not that he has ever killed a human being, but even killing those monsters was killing him. They say that it's okay to kill a monster, animal, plant, and even a person of another race as like the Twilight. But it's wrong to kill a human being, now that was what really perplexed Link sometimes.
Sometimes Link just wondered what drives human like him to come up with these things. I guess to make them seem like the dominant species, to show that no thing should try to challenge them or result in death. Maybe that is what that drives nations to try and conquer another.
Link stretched and yawned, this was not time to stay awake in the middle of the night thinking of such things he had to leave by dawn the next morning to the castle to be knighted. Putting the thought in the back of his head; he punched his pillow a couple of times and fell asleep dreaming of a more better dream.
Author's Note-
Evelyn Dark: Well here you go a short crappy story, but I think you guys can get the idea from it. I think that it is funny that I came from one point of a memory to an idea that formed into well the basic format of my story Dark Reminisce. Well in till next time ciao.