I went over the plot outline earlier and noticed something. THIS IS A FREAKIN LOVE STORY!! The plot twists, the changes in character, the central theme, it's all about love! Thanks a lot Miss Hourglass of Fantasies for somehow getting me to write a LOVE story. And the pictures for my OC's can be found on my DeviantART account, so go look if you don't want to imagine them.
Disclaimer: The Twilight Realm and the princess belong to Nintendo, but Lein and Cremis are MINE! Hsssssss...
The fire was spreading. It licked the ceilings and floors, and burned with a dark light. A child was crouching next to his mother whose arm was slashed wide open. The blood splashed onto the floor and onto the boy. "Mama?" he said, "Why are you bleeding?"
His mother coughed. "My boy, please. Go." She coughed up some blood. "You must live. You must get away."
"But mama," the boy responded, "Why? Where's father?" His father was already dead, but the child was too young to understand.
"My son," his mother said weakly. "You're father…went away. You mustn't worry about him now, you must run!"
"But mama, you told me never to go anywhere on my own."
"I know what I said!" the child started crying. "Shhh," his mother patted him with her good arm. "I didn't mean to yell at you." She wiped the tears. "Your father is waiting outside, just go and meet him there."
"But what about you?" the boy asked.
She hugged him tightly. "I want you to know I love you. Don't ever forget about me, okay?" She let go. "Now run!"
He nodded. "Okay mama. Don't worry, we'll be okay, okay?"
She didn't respond.
"Mama?" The child tapped her. "Mama? Are you alright?" He tapped her again and she fell over. "Mama? Why are you taking a nap?"
"She's dead you fool." He looked up and saw a girl walking toward him.
"I know you," the boy said. "You're the girl who started this fire. Who are you? Why did you start it?"
The girl laughed. "Such a child, not even able to comprehend the concept of death."
"Who are you calling a child!?" he shouted, "You have to be around the same age as me!"
He was right. The girl was shorter than him, and her voice was the same pitch as his. Anger flared in her eyes and she put a hand up. Suddenly, an unseen force picked him up and threw him against the wall. "How dare you call me a child!?" the girl said in a much deeper tone. A dark energy filled her palms and sharpened to a point. "For that you shall die!" She put the blade at his neck. "Any last words?"
"That's magic," the boy said, "My mama told me not to go near magic!"
"Hmph, such stupid words." She brought the blade back. "Now die!" She slashed, but stopped just before the blade met flesh.
Wait! Please, don't kill anymore!
The voice reverberated through the boy's mind, and through the girl's mind too. "Keep you're mouth shut, girl." She brought the blade back to the boy's neck, but stopped again.
No! I won't let you!
The girl shook her head. "You're lucky, boy." She said, "I can't seem to kill you." She put the blade to his right eye. "But that doesn't mean I can't hurt you."
Seven cuts were made on that day, forming a star, and two deaths were reported to the princess. Before the child found bleeding on the ashes was taken into custody, he somehow disappeared. Months past, and the child was never found. The child was reported as missing, and was eventually forgotten.
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Eleven years later, a Twili named Lein lived a life of normality. He was two years out of school (for Twili leave school at fifteen) and lived in a simple apartment. He took classes to refine his sword fighting skills, and was well known. He was a good-looking Twili, tall, complex Twili fur, attractive red and blue markings, one eye red, one eye blue, and his hair was purple with red streaks. However, everybody avoided him. He had the reputation of a lone wolf, and he preferred it that way. To him, everyone else was just the background, and two things made him different from other Twili. One was his purpose of revenge. The other was the star shaped scar on his right eye.
Though he didn't know it, there was one girl who was watching him. Nobody knew her, and if they did, they pretended not to see her. She had silver hair with a pink hair-band in it. The silver markings on her body shone with a melancholy light, and her brown eyes held within a look of sadness. She watched him silently, wishing that he would notice her, but like everyone else, he didn't. Until one fateful night. The night that will change their destinies forever…
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Lein was walking through Castle Town's central square. He was looking for some more arrows, since the last of his arrows were lost during his practice. Lein always hated going to Castle Town, the crowd and the noise and the noisy crowd always got on his nerves. Then again, most things got on his nerves.
For some reason, the crowd was thicker that day. Lein didn't really care why, but it made his shopping harder to do. Hw quickly slipped into the weapons shop to avoid getting trampled by the crowd. The shopkeeper was staring at Lein, thinking that he was some stupid teenager who wandered into the wrong shop.
"Hey kid," the shopkeeper said, "Are ya going to buy somethin' or what?"
Lein flashed an annoyed glance at the shopkeeper. He hated being called a kid. "Yeah," Lein answered, "I need fifty arrows. High quality."
"Hmm, aren't cha a little young to use those kinds of weapons?" the shopkeeper asked, "You might shoot yourself or somethin'"
"I don't think it's your job to tell me what I can or can't do," Lein said.
The shopkeeper shrugged. "It's yer money kid." He got the arrows. "That'll be fifty rupees."
Lein put the money on the table. "Here, one purple rupee."
"Heh, heh, nice doin' business wit' you kid."
Lein put the arrows in his pack and walked out. "Yeah, yeah, whatever," he said under his breath.
When he got outside the crowd was even worse. There were only a few millimeters of space between people and Lein could barely fit in.
"Damn it," Lein cursed, "What's with this crowd?"
"Look!" a voice said, "It's the princess! It's Lady Midna!" Suddenly the crowd started cheering madly, yelling about how great the princess is, and a few men and one woman asking Midna to marry them.
The whole thing pissed Lein off.
"I don't see what's so great about our princess," Lein said to himself, "It's not like she's the savior of the Twili or something." Somehow, Lein managed to get out of the crowd and into an alleyway where the Sols light wouldn't reach. "I swear, this is the last time I go to Castle Town on a Monday." Lein muttered.
Lein walked slowly through the alley, taking his time. For some reason the dark comforted him. Suddenly, he heard a cry of pain. "Who's there?" Lein asked cautiously. He heard another gasp of pain. Someone in front of him ran out of a connecting alleyway and away from him. "Hey!" Lein shouted, "Stop!" The person kept on running. Lein looked in the alleyway he came out of and saw a girl with silver hair. She was bleeding. Enraged, Lein quickly got out his bow and loaded an arrow into it. He took quick aim at the running figure. It grazed the figure on the shoulder but he kept on running. "Damn, he got away." Lein muttered as he put his bow away.
Lein went to the girl and checked her wounds. It was only a few cuts on her wrists but it was bleeding profusely. Lein got some cloth out of his pack and dressed the wound. When he was finished, the girl opened her eyes slowly. "Did you save me?" the girl asked.
"I guess." Lein replied, "Are you okay?"
"C-come closer." She said weakly.
Lein held her put his head near her mouth. "What do you want to say?"
"You're kinda cute."
Lein dropped her. "You're okay."
She got up. "Owie! That hurt!" She rubbed her head. "Didn't you're parents teach you how you should treat girls?"
"My parents are dead." Lein said quietly.
"Oh, well, sorry then."
"Don't apologize, I hate it when people apologize for things that aren't their fault."
"Oh, then sorry about saying sorry!" Lein started walking away. "Hey!" She ran up to him. "It's rude to walk off on a lady while she's talking!" Lein continued walking. "Hey! Are you listening to me?"
"If you're okay then I don't need to be here." Lein said nonchalantly.
"But what if that guy comes back again? What will you do then?" she asked.
"It'll be your problem then."
"What!? That's not very nice!"
"Could you just leave me alone now!?" Lein asked. He was starting to get annoyed.
"No, I won't!" she answered. "I won't leave until you promise that you'll protect me from anybody who tries to hurt me!"
"No!" Lein shouted.
"Then I'll never leave you alone!"
"All right then, if I watch over you for the rest of the day, will you leave me alone?"
"Okie-dokie!" She shook his hand. "My name's Cremis by the way."
This girl is way too cheerful, Lein thought, I hate cheerful.
"My name is Lein, and I believe you owe me an arrow."
This is so different than my other stories. At least, I think so. For some reason, this is reminding me a bit of the manga/anime Rurouni Kenshin. If I'm not careful enough this might turn into a romantic comedy!
