Okay, I'm gonna start typing now… If someone wants to be in the fanfiction, you better speak up.
Dark: …
Fine! Be that way! Man, you sure are frustrating! (sighs) Anyway, I got a review asking how I manage all the fanfictions I write. The answer is simple. I'm amazing!
Dark: Ha! Amazing, you?! Bwahaha!
In all seriousness though, it's really not that difficult. I'm usually writing around three to five fanfictions at the same time. It's never been that hard for me, although my friends say I just have that natural author pizazz. Whatever that means.
Dark: Author pizazz?! Hahaha! You're just making things up now! (falls off bed from laughing too hard)
Link: Well, she does write fiction.
Yeah. Thanks, Link! I'm creative!
I do not own Zelda. Enjoy!
Okay, either I was randomly laying in a deserted castle from who knows what era, or I had a sty in my eye. And since I've never gotten a sty, I'm gonna go with option one. I yawned and sat up on the loveseat, just a little confused to what had happened, but I was alive and hadn't been mauled by dogs, so I was relatively happy.
Remembering my wounds from the day before, I started to walk around the castle again. Maybe I could find a medical kit or something. I wandered around the first floor aimlessly when I eventually stumbled upon the kitchen. I couldn't help but wonder how they kept cold stuff cold back in the day since there were no refrigerators.
The kitchen was actually pretty big. There was a large hearth in the far corner of the room with a cooking spit hanging over it. A long table for preparing food was in the middle of the room. A long counter was on the opposite wall of the hearth. Cupboards hung over it, probably once containing food. There was on old pantry to the right. On the back wall was another door.
I had thought there might have been a medical kit in the kitchen since that's where all the knives are. No matter how long I searched, I couldn't find any trace of a kit of any kind. Deciding to see where that door would lead, I was surprised to see that it led to part of a courtyard. This section of the courtyard was fenced in and tiny, but charming nevertheless. There was a small well in the middle.
"Hopefully, the water there is still good," I said to myself. I threw the bucket resting by the well over the side. The rope attached to it became taught after I heard the familiar splash of water. I started to crank the lever, pulling the bucket up. My sore muscles strained and I could feel the scratches on my arms reopening.
Finally getting the bucket up and out, I took off my shirt and ripped it into strips, leaving me in a white undershirt. I soaked one of the strips in the water and began to clean the scratches on my arms. Thank goodness the water wasn't stagnant. The scratches didn't hurt to terribly bad, so I quickly wrapped them with pieces of my shirt and moved to my leg. I rolled up the bloodied up pant leg and winced at the sight of my calf. A large chunk had been taken out of my leg, dried blood was crusted throughout the wound and around the edges.
I pressed the wet cloth against the wound and immediately cried out in pain. If it burned just from cold water, I wondered what the wound would feel like with warm water or disinfectant. I hissed as I continued to treat my leg to the best of my abilities. After getting the use out of the cloth, I wrapped my calf in the rest of my shirt and proceeded back inside after dumping out the water.
Walking back into the foyer, I sighed. "You know," I said to myself. "Maybe I could live here. It's pretty intact for an old castle." I looked in my suitcase for my wallet. I had about six hundred rupees which was nowhere near enough to buy a castle. I sighed. "If the town does own the castle, maybe the value will decrease when they see some of the damage," I wondered aloud.
I took out my notebook and began listing the amount of damage in the foyer alone. There was a bit of water damage, loose floorboards, chipped paint, broken furniture, rust spots, holes here and there, and due to the imprints of dust on the walls a few stolen paintings. With all the damage, the value of this room alone would be cut down by at least half. Maybe I would be able to buy it.
Leaving my bags on the loveseat, I walked to the front door and braced myself to yank it open. Using all the strength I could muster, I yanked the door open and flew backwards. Apparently, it wasn't as stuck as I thought it was. Note to self, add door to the damage of the room.
I walked down the long driveway and reached the gate. Strangely enough, the gate was open when it wasn't yesterday. "Strange," I murmured. I turned around to look in the direction of the castle. "Well, I'll be back my future house!"
I started the long walk to town. I swore I heard the words, "Hurry back," on the wind's breath. Then again it was probably my author's imagination.
By the time I got into town, I was tired and sore. I felt like laying down and sleeping forever. I meandered around town before eventually stumbling upon Town Hall. Walking inside, I felt a cool blast of an air conditioner. I approached the front desk and was greeted by a pretty lady with short red hair. She gave a quick bow before saying, "Welcome to Faron Town Hall. My name is Anju. Do you have an appointment?"
I smiled at her kind manner. "No ma'am, I'm afraid not. I'm new in town and would like to purchase a property," I explained.
"Oh, may I inquire what property? We have many fine homes available."
"Well, that's the thing. I don't know if it's available. I stumbled upon it in the woods because I was being chased by a few of dogs. It looks like an old castle," I said to Anju.
She put her hand to her mouth in surprise. "You made it through the Lost Woods?!" she asked.
"Lost Woods?"
Anju nodded. "The Lost Woods weren't always called that. It used to be called the Hylian Forest. But that was hundreds of years ago. The forest overgrew and all who entered it became lost, until today. Now, you mentioned something about a castle? Well, I do believe you've stumbled upon the Twilight Manor. (A.N. Not very original, I know) A long time ago, the Twilight Manor housed a beautiful lord and lady. One day, the lady of the house became enraged and jealous of her husband's wealth, for she had come from a poor family. She killed her husband and cursed the servants to wander for all eternity," Anju said in a storyteller-like voice.
So the castle I'm trying to buy is haunted? I asked myself.
Anju continued. "I'm sorry, but I honestly don't think you can afford it. The listing price for it is two million rupees."
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. "Two Million rupees! You must be joking!" Anju shook her head. "You know what, come to the castle and look at it yourself," I told her.
"O-Okay," she stuttered. She left the front desk in charge of her mother before following me out to the parking lot. "Let's take my car," she said.
"Good, cause I don't have one," I laughed, before we drove off to the Twilight Manor. This would be interesting.
"Whoa, I never realized how big this place is," Anju gasped as we drove up to the castle. She parked the car and we filed out and headed for the building. As we entered, Anju looked shocked at the damage. "All the history, gone."
"I've listed all the things wrong with this room and figured out the sum. If I were to buy this room alone, all the damage and stolen paintings would decrease the value by half. Now, assuming the rest of the castle is in the same state, instead of two million rupees, the value is now one million. Plus, with the renovations I plan to do, that decreases the sum by another twenty five percent at least. So now I only owe seven hundred and fifty thousand, give or take," I figured.
Anju smiled. "You've really done your detective work, haven't you?" I just nodded. "Well, all right. You have a deal. Just make the installments at Town Hall."
"Deal. Oh, and can you send me a doctor, so I can get a rabies shot? I got bit yesterday," I asked.
"Sure. See you later…" Anju drawled.
"Raven. Raven Phillips."
"Well, see you later, Raven," Anju said, leaving.
I waved bye to her and showed her the way out. I listened as her car putted down the driveway. Closing the door, I sat down on the loveseat, exhausted. Without meaning to, I fell asleep.
End of the second chapter. I'm so exhausted. I stayed up really late last night. In the next chapter, Raven will meet Link and whoever else. I'm still debating whether or not to include Dark in the next story because he's a big meanie.
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