A Great Catastrophe
Scene 1: Part 1 – A New Path
"...You had to, you just had to, didn't you?" The girl hissed in anger and amusement, the man laughed. Guards near by stopped to look at the two of them, readying their weapons. The tall man turned partially to look, still grinning all the while. The guards found they weren't to sure about this, but lowered their weapons and continued on their rounds.
He turned to his new found friend, shaking his head and chuckling, "You would think by the way they look at us that we are criminals or something..."
"Ha! Speak for yourself," she boasted, "there isn't "we" dude. YOU have YOUR reputation, I don't, and don't you forget that."
He looked down at her and raised an eyebrow out of interest. Shaking his head again, he crossed his arms and continued to watch all the distant by passers thoughtfully. The two were in a large courtyard, the guards passing by regularly would watch them suspiciously.
The old lady now looked at the group as they intently listened, almost leaning in for more.
The younger boy looked up now, "This doesn't sound like Hyrule Castle today, that place is always on lock down. What was it like back then?"
She smiled, "Oh, it was quite a grand castle, the royals that lived there ruled over the land, not quite like the council and it's Duchess today. It was open to the majority of public that had their business and problems, that needed sorting with the royals help."
The children nodded along, the girl paused before finally asking, "So, why were these two there, who are they and why are they so judged?"
The old lady nodded slowly before recounting the days of the past, "That is a very good question. Through all the illusion of the kingdom's new found peace after the war, these two didn't seem quite in place. There was just something off, let's just say, they didn't look normal…"
He started to chuckle again, barely managing to contain himself, "Too Small!"
She became frustrated, punching his side, "Well at least I don't have to duck when I freaking walk into most freaking buildings!"
She snapped at him, the giant of a man laughed harshly and proudly yet again, "I'll have you know, you are addressing a King."
He towered over the girl who still stood defiantly, glaring up at him, her hands on her hip.
"Well, you're not my king."
She retorted and he was quite taken aback, "What? Yes I am!"
"No, you're not." She said plainly, the man was about to argue but then she turned to him, "No one's my "King". I haven't swore nothin' to nobody and that's not gonna change any time soon dude."
He was starting to get angered now. The King turned away, glowering.
"You should fear me, like the rest. You shouldn't even be talking to me, you should be too scared for fear I might snap your neck... Yet you still dare to
make eye contact, do you not know who you are dealing with?"
His words rolling off exotically, letting his native accent draw out with his growl.
The young girl started laughing, probably just as harsh for her tone and age, "I know EXACTLY who I'm dealing with, be as massive and intimidating as ya want, but my fear is earned not given freely just cause of someone's nasty reputation. Hah! so don't mind me, I'm just gonna stay down here with the normal sized people and carry on treating you like anyone else I happen to meet and get along with."
She smiled nicely in a mocking manner, the brute pondered it all and smirked slightly, "Heh, smart ass..."
"So now, let me give you a picture of Hyrule in my days, even one of the two speaking now. Imagine this:
It was a good day for the land. You could even say it was the best weather they've had in a long time. Well, so it seemed... at least for majority of the land.
To the west the land was not so prosperous, because while the green lands of Hyrule had finally been having a nice sunny summer with healthy showers, the desert to the west was under severe drought. Clouds being quite rare in the sky, even more so than usual now. Those who hail from the desert region (the Gerudo, a proud known tribe of thieves as you may have heard.) had been migrating even more so to Hyrule for water and so on...
This tall, hulking man happened to be the King of the Gerudo, because, oddly enough, only one male is born every hundred years. So yes, the Gerudo are all a bunch of women (with the exception of their King) with golden tan skin, fiery orange hair to match their bright passion and pride; with golden, yellow eyes that are as fierce as themselves. This King of the Gerudo had to go swear allegiance to the King of Hyrule in hopes that the generous King would see their plight and help in some form or fashion, but whether he did or not, remains unknown and kept between the two kings."
The children had their eyes closed, she smirked and continued thinking back.
"The girl though, is an odd case, claims that her and her friend, an odd looking boy with a lengthy tongue and a personality of a rather enthusiastic rainbow…"
The younger boy snorted in amusement, making the old woman grin.
"...Had just happen to pop up in this land and a great dragon sent them off to "Make your presence known at the citadel." But had gotten lost on the way, as always.
The older boy opened up an eye, "Okay, so what did these guys look like?"
She looked at him unimpressed as she was just about to get to that, "Well, the man himself, as hinted before, is very tall and muscular. A messy head of short course flaming orange hair, golden olive skinned, hard angular features, a large nose and yellow eyes that seem to pierce either the dark of night or the depths of your soul, maybe even both. Fairly young for a man of such stature, by his age you might even call him a young lad but in person you really couldn't. Not because of what he might do to you, but it just didn't fit. He was the epitome of masculine, you couldn't call someone with such a deep, rich, powerful voice such as he, a boy. No, not at first anyway. Not unless you knew him and had the guts to tease…"
The boy shut his eyes tightly again, attempting to picture an extremely tall muscular desert man with a massive nose.
"The girl was more plain, simple, with a hint of wit and a side of sarcasm. She actually was nothing more but a girl in appearance, but if you really talked to her, she was very mature despite her age. Physically you saw her age, (maybe even younger) but you couldn't really hear it. She had long dark brown hair, usually tied up, white skinned with freckles adorning her nose and cheeks, she was average height for her age and didn't look as matured despite how she mentally was (as said before). She was scruffy and messy with glasses, her eyes shone slate grey and sometimes changed to grey blue with gold hints or a wild thick black rimmed hazel…"
She watched the young girl nod and shrug as if thinking 'Alright, not too bad…' The elder continued, "Either way, the two of them both didn't really fit in, at all."
"So where is that little friend of your's? That Dragon Boy... By the name of Draco I believe..."
They had moved over to a tree now. He stood in the shade while the girl sat at the roots plucking at the grass violently, slowly ripping each fiber of every pedal on a flower before tossing it aside and moving on to the next,
"I think he's around... went off to go talk to someone like that Queen or something... Princess... King... Nurse... chatting with the whole darn family, let's put it that way. That little girl dragged him off to go meet a boy friend of her's or something, he should be fine, he loves talking."
She watched a nearby bird and fumbled around blindly for another piece of plant life to rip apart. The King watched the green leaves moving with the breeze, where he came from it wasn't such a sight that's normal, 'but the Hylians take it for granted of course.'
"Hm... what about you?" He asked almost blankly, misted over from being lost in his thoughts.
"What about me?"
"Don't answer me with a question..."
"Don't ask a vague question then."
He grimaced at her, she smiled off into space, "I meant, what about you, do you like to talk?"
She adjusted more comfortably on the rough, hard, tree roots, "Depends I guess. Depends on who I'm talking to, depends on my mood, the conversation, whether or not it might suite me, even the situation of course."
The man nodded, looking around, by passers would stare or give hateful looks, while others put their heads down and hurried off. Still the guards watched forbiddingly in the distance.
He looked down trying to ignore it all, 'When the King and his family visited my land, at least we were hospitable...' He thought, 'He may have been fat and rude... but we kept our tongues and eyes to ourselves.'
The girl looked up at him, he was slumped against the tree, his expression seemed neutral but there was something else there. She could see the eyes working, trying to think, ever so subtly his brow would meet and there was a hint of the frown or sneer that followed. She began to smirk, 'Ha, he's good at this...' she laughed on the inside 'Funny though, I can read this guy almost like a book.'
He looked up and casually gazed about until he noticed her looking at him. Straightening up, he watched the girl from the corner of his eye, "You got something troubling your mind there friend?" she asked, he seemed surprised.
"...Just the week before last you and that dragon boy were captured and held prisoner by my people, by my will, my law, my decision. And so we meet again, yet you call me friend?"
"Yeah, did I stutter?" she retorted, he actually frowned this time. She laughed,
"If you're feeling a tad homesick I can understand, but don't you just get those nice warm, fuzzy feelings from these people? Cause I don't..."
She looked around as well. People weren't sure about her and looked at her oddly so she just smiled at them, nodding, shyly said "Hi." or "Hello." so that naturally they did the same and carried on. The girl looked down and felt the edge and shape of her ears, "Yeah so uh- guys like you and me, with the potential to have the world turn on us..." She paused trying to find the words, "Ya know it's good to know someone who's temporarily in your boat... or who might understand you in a different light, ya know?"
He pondered that for a little while, she began to laugh awkwardly, "Sorry man, I got a weird way of talking, I know."
She smiled weakly, he shook his head shuffling, almost amused, "No, no, it's fine. I think I understand what you mean." He smiled, "Actually I think you're right. I like the way you think girl, I can appreciate it..."
The wind grew stronger and pushed on the tall man, but the girl had made sure she wasn't in its path.
"There is a storm coming." He said looking down at the young girl who only just moved her head to listen, though still remained gazing off in space.
"When it comes, I suggest you decide who's tree you take shelter under..."
Now she turned and looked at him curiously, finding his expression quite serious, "But Ganon... you of all people should know that your barren desert trees can't shelter you from the elements, most of all rain..."
Ganon smirked, "That's because they welcome it."
The old lady stopped to take a drink of her water carefully, the three slowly opened their eyes. The children seemed to be soaking in all the information, running all their questions through their minds.
The wise lady found it so amusing to watch, she took her time, enjoying watching the youth.
"So, okay, the massive man is Ganon, who is the Gerudo King, but who is the girl? Where is the King of Thieves?" The younger Boy asked, his brother rolling his eyes.
"Don't you see? Ganon is the King of Thieves, the Gerudo are nothing but a tribe of thieves. He was basically telling her to choose his side, I heard about this Ganon, he was an evil magic man too…" The boy's incessant know it all prater droned through the old lady's mind. Knowing this Hylian gossip, having heard it a thousand times, she didn't bother interrupting the boy, as his younger sibling listened intently. The young girl caught her eye, she wasn't even interested in her brothers chatter.
"What was he really like? I heard Ganon was a monstrous beast that consumed an unfortunate King."
The old lady nodded and moved closer to the young girl, "That, is probably the most accurate gossip I've heard."
The bother stopped his lecture now, "What's that suppose to mean?"
The old lady sat up on her stool, almost scoffing at the boy, "It means, most of what you hear nowadays is bull shit. His name was Ganondorf, but Ganon was an easier alternative. But Ganon was in fact a frightful boar like beast, and Ganondorf was you could say, an unfortunate King."
The younger brother turned to listen to the old lady now, ignoring his slightly annoyed brother.
"Yeah, okay, well, gee, that's fantastic and all, but that is that girls name? You seemed to miss that part."
He crossed his arms defiantly.
"Yeah well, maybe if you'd let me tell a decent story, I would get to it! So stop being a brat!"
She snapped at him, making the boy go red faced and turning away in embarrassment. She sighed in frustration, trying not to let her anger escape her.
"Look, I'm sorry okay, how about I just continue… So anyway… Draco had been lead off by the Princess, being new to this world. He was finding every new occurrence was a learning journey, and honestly I say that to keep it brief…"
