Disclaimer: What else have I got to say except that I probably would have made a game out of this instead of written a story about it instead.
Chapter III: Severing the Chains of Fate
"Two hammers... One built by the Gorons...one built from the Gorons...goro."
"What?"
"This hammer in my right, the Megaton hammer is something you should recognize, a hammer of great power... it is the weapon created by ancestors past for the protection of the Gorons, with it the spirits of heroes long forgotten are trapped within it and their strength connected by my chain... goro"
"The hammer to my left... Goron Martillear de Muerte...goro.."
"The screams of the Gorons can be heard through this hammer... I want you to hear their screams... I want you to hear their disappointment... I want you to see...the spirits malice and hatred that is interlocked through my shackles"
Darunia lifted up the hammers and clapped them together. A dark wave shot out at Link. He was about to avoid, until he saw the face of a crying Goron child screaming out at him. Link attempted to catch the young Goron, only to have the spirit pass through him. He thought that nothing had happened, until he grabbed his arms. They felt like they were burning from the inside. He panted harder and harder only to realize that the sage was preparing to attack once more.
Darunia smacked the left hammer onto the floor, releasing a circle of spirits that spread across the floor. Link quickly used his hookshot to latch onto one of the columns. His pain still bore into his arms, causing him to release his hold on the column. Link did not know how to attack an enemy that he couldn't or didn't want to kill. Link grunted when he found his way back on his feet. The sage in front of him did not wait another second and clapped the hammers together once more, sending another innocent spirit at Link.
Link thought that the magical properties of the mirror shield could help him. Link grabbed the shield from his back and held it in front of his body. The spirit surprised Link and passed through the shield. Link had enough time though to fall onto his back, before the spirit could attack itself once more. Link was thinking of all possible strategies of separating those hammers from Darunia. Looking at the shield on the floor, Link had devised a plan to get rid of the chains. He quickly grabbed the shield and layed it against one of the columns and ran to the opposite side of the room. Darunia brought the Martillear over his head and circled it around creating a small ring of spirits.
Link watched from behind a column as Darunia jumped over the ring and smacked it with the megaton hammer. The ring bounced off the walls, threatening to cut through Link. Link saw the ring come towards him at a high velocity and barely dodged it. The ring however still cut into Link's cheek. It seems, that the ring had such a high level of spirit content that it became solid. The cut , however, made Link lose his half his sight and hearing. It made him extremely light-headed. Link fell onto his backside, clutching his head in agony. His head was in searing pain. He staggered back into his position, remembering his plan.
"Come out Hero, goro."
"That pain won't go away unless you kill me... goro"
Link grabbed his bow and aimed at the shield that still lay against the column parallel to Link. His vision was wavering, his legs shaking, his fingers precariously holding onto the arrow. He narrowed his eyes on his target as soon as he saw Darunia raise his arms. He let go, and just like he had planned, the arrow deflected off of the mirror shield and severed the chain that connected the megaton hammer to his wrist. Once severed, the emotionless, dead look in the leader's eyes faded. It was replaced with a dark sinister aura that emanated from the Martillear. His eyes glazed over with rage, his grip tightened, teeth bared, and a strange old Hylian text encircled his left arm.
"Shit, so close..."
Angry, Darunia let go of both hammers and let the Martillear hang limp at his side while the Megaton hammer dropped onto the floor. He raised his arm and grabbed the chain that still held the Martillear. The sage started to swing the hammer around haphazardly. Link looked on in awe as the hammer shot out at him like a mini purple meteor. He jumped out of the way before the hammer made contact. The Martillear phased through the column that Link had been leaning on, like the column was never there at all. Darunia reeled in the chain once more and swung the hammer over his head again. Link staggered to his feet, while trying to grip onto his bow without puking.
Link tightened his grip and looked at the hookshot that was still embedded into a column. He aimed his arrow above Darunia's head and let go. Darunia reacted to the arrow by trying to smack it, but the arrow flew over his head. Confused, the sagely Goron smirked at the young hero. Link also smirked as the arrow made contact with the hookshot, hitting it loose and causing it to fall on the ground. Link sprinted towards Darunia and slid between his legs to grab the hookshot. Tired, fatigued, and dizzy, Link used the hookshot to latch on the top of a column and then latch onto the edge of the opening of the ceiling. Link climbed out onto a small isolated clearing that overlooked Kakariko Village. Link fell onto his back and fell passed out, giving into the pain.
A figure stepped away from the shadowy crevices behind the large throne. It wrapped each of it's fingers slowly around arms of the chair, sliding each finger over the beautiful chair. The queen that sat in the royal throne immediately took notice of the intruder. The figure flashed the queen a grin and emerged from behind the throne and in front of her. She seemed startled and quickly called for her guards to come to her rescue. None came for her. She yelled for once more, but more frantically and out of panic. None came still.
"No one can hear us, Miss Ruto," smiled the shadowy figure.
"It's Queen Ruto to you mister..."
"Asesino, my queen..." Ruto was getting angry at this mysterious figure, because he was so annoyingly polite that it creeped the fuck out of her.
"Why are you here? My guards will come here and dispatch of you."
"That is if... they were still alive...and if they are, then they won't be for long after I destroy the entire Zoran population in one fell swoop."
"What!?!"
"They will find swimming quite hard with the water supply laced with a poison that was concocted from one of my friends."
"What do you want?"
"What do I want? What do you want my queen? Where is your husband-to-be, the hero of time? Is he not the one that is supposed to protect your people? If he was here, wouldn't he defend your land from me instead of galloping around, going to the ranch of that Malon girl?"
"SHUT UP!!! You don't know Link... he wouldn't do that." Tears started to well up in the Zoran queen's eyes.
"Maybe he's not with that Malon girl fooling around, maybe he just doesn't care what happens to your people. I don't know, he might be playing with that Saria friend of his or that smoking hot Gerudo sage," said Asesino whimsically.
"SHUT IT!!! I know Link has ties to other people other than me... I know that he would like to be with them rather than me..." Droplets of tears began to fall from Ruto's cheek as she realized that Link would never be hers.
"Link wouldn't let my people and I die; he would protect us even if it cost him his life because that is the kind of person he is. Don't go assuming that you can waltz in here and threaten me and get away with it. Link will come, you'll see, he'll come. You don't know him like I do."
"Oh, I know him better than you think my queen. You could say that we are almost the same person or something..." Asesino started laughing at the how easy it was to manipulate one's emotions with foreboding thoughts of doubt from their beloved. His right hand glowed an ominous purple and placed his hand over the queen's eyes. The Zoran woman shoulders slumped back into the chair as she fell into unconsciousness.
'So much more easier than the fire sage. At least I didn't have to wait to weaken her body, all I had to do was plant just a little doubt in her hero. No matter how much she denies it, she will always have small doubts about him from the back of her mind. Such is the natural instincts of mortals... they're always out for themselves, never trusting another, always betraying others, and... using others...'thought the clone-like spectre bitterly as he propped the Zoran queen onto his shoulders and stepped into the dark portal again.
'I didn't really plan on destroying or leading a mass invasion towards the Zorans. They don't really associate at all with the Hylians.'
"The child..." A voice spoke to Link, in a echoed and mocking tone.
"What?"
"The key..."
"Who are you?"
"The child... the key..."
"I know that... I'm already in..."
"The child is the key... the key is the child..."
"Damn cryptic bastard..."
"The key... the key... the key..." The voice faded, repeating those same words over and over again. Link awoke in the same clearing, covered in sweat. It was dusk and Link's pain had slightly subsided, for now. He looked down at the lower room and found the sage meditating. The sage sat there staring at the door. He saw the sages face contort in pain, the hammer that was once on the floor was replaced with a circle of ashes seemingly dissolved after its detachment. The sage's appearance also changed, his face more savage, canines more feral, and muscles ungodly while he tightened his grip on the Martillear. Link still wondered what his dream meant.
He had already gotten in... so why would he still need the child? Not one to ponder on such thoughts, Link immediately decided that he would return with the Goron Link. He reached towards his pouch and grabbed the ocarina of time and began playing the 'Bolero of Fire' to transport him back to the entrance if the fire temple. Link returned to the Goron village and searched for the young Goron boy. When Link had finally found the young Goron, his back was facing Link and was in a weird meditative trance that eerily resembled Darunia. It appeared that the boy was holding onto something, but Link couldn't see past the boy's shoulders.
"Did you... deliver the letter to Queen Zelda?" The boy just nodded.
"Hey... What are you holding?" asked Link.
"The hammer used by the original protector of the Gorons. The hero to the Gorons, the bane of evil, and the only being to ever rival the forsaken one known as, Luminoso Esperanza or what he is now called Lumbre Titere... The megaton hammer."
"What do you know about this forsaken one?"
"I know that there are three of them and that they call themselves 'blood' brothers, because their power came from the same 'mothers'."
"Why do you know so much about them in the first place?"
"It is an old legend past down by the Gorons, telling the heroics of the Goron who valiantly protected the village from not only a dragon that was an ancestor of Volvogia, but he also defended us from a man that started fights with the village that 'took his opponent away from him'. At first they thought nothing of the man that had began random brawls here and there, but it later states in the legend that the man began to show some weird and strange abilities that allowed him to take out vass amounts of Gorons and various other creatures."
"It is then that one Goron stood up to him and they battled for what seemed like an eternity, neither of them backing down from one another. For some reason the story differs from here stating that the hero defeated his opponent. Most likely this was exaggerated, because in later parchments of the hero's journals, it would say that he was knocked down and layed defeated at the mercy of his opponent but Luminoso was halted by a 'shining light' that took him away from the battlefields and was never heard from again. Only a few weeks ago had this man returned, but his personality seemed to differentiate from how he is depicted from stories."
"How does the story describe him?"
"Luminoso, Lumbre, is portrayed as a bloodthirsty creature that cared for nothing but himself..."
"Sounds about right to me."
"But... when he arrived his attitude was different from what I expected. He was more bored. Like he was dead on the inside. Even if his body was truly dead, but his spirit was nothing, like he's really tired and weary.."
"That may be true when he's talking, but when he's fighting he is a different person. His posture changes and his eyes light up with excitement at the thought of a fight."
"Now I know that you have not come here to chat about old legends, so what is that you require?"
"Well, I have been having some peculiar visions during my incapacitation and I don't know, but I need you to come with me to face your father. Before we go, how did you get that hammer?"
"I don't know much about how I came across it, but it lay across my chest when I awoke from a nap and ever since it felt so natural carrying it around. Sometimes, it feels like its speaking to me, goro."
As the two slowly made their way through the temple, Link had tried to ask the child if he knew anything about the other hammer that his father carried.
"The hammer is of pure evil, it was made during the dark and grim era of the Gorons. An evil sorcerer who's name was obscured in the past history books and was lost in time, but what is know is that he led a mass slaughtering of Gorons that had refused to give them the sacred stone, goro."
"Of course the man was captured and hung, but before he was hung from the scaffolds he placed a curse on his hammer and bestowed his power and the spirits of the ancient Gorons that were murdered by him upon the hammer. Anyone who grabbed hold of the hammer would become insane with blood lust and power if they were weak-minded, goro."
"You could call the hammer a parasite. It feeds of its host's power and try to possess the person, which is why we had sealed the hammer in a box and hidden it under a pool of magma... Nothing can destroy the hammer, goro."
"Why did would he need the Megaton hammer then?"
"It's the counterpart... the complete opposite, goro. It would make much more sense to have someone that was only slightly influenced by the Martillear than to have someone who was a slave to it's power." Link remained silent and pondered upon the new information that he had heard.
The two reached the door that led into the chamber that contained the sage. Link's vision and hearing began to wane once more when they got closer to the door. His head was spinning and the cut on his started to emanate a strange purple glow. Link winced in pain and touched his palm to his cheek. The Goron Link looked at him with some worry on his face. Link shook his head and gestured to continue. They opened the door and a wave of dread and ghoulish power exploded from the room, knocking the two on their backs.
Link crawled to his stomach and cracked open his eyes. In the center of the room, with the moonlight gleaming from above, was a newly transformed man. His skin darkened considerably, the Hylian text that once encircled his arm spread across his entire body, and the Martillear seemingly disappeared from sight. Silver armor adorn his body, covering his arms, legs, and shoulders. A demonic helmet covered his head and his eyes glowed from behind its disturbing facade. Chains that once held the hammers, scraped along the floor. The sage let out a low, threatening hissing sound that echoed off the hollow walls of the room.
"The transformation is complete, it's too late for us to separate him from the hammer. The only way to separate the two now is to... kill them," said the Goron child standing up.
"No, we will find another way somehow. Just, keep that stay close to me and keep the hammer with you at all times."
Link did not know how they would go about the situation, considering the handicap on Link's senses, the increase of Darunia's power, the unknown abilities of his Goron companion, and his dwindeling supplies.
"Do you have any form of training in anything?"
"Yes... My dad use to train me to handle myself when I take over the tribe as chief, goro"
"How fast are you?"
"When rolling, we Gorons are quite fast, but running is also something we work on just in case we find ourselves holding onto weaponry, goro."
"Okay, on my count follow me." Link crouched down low and the younger Goron followed suit.
"NOW!!!" The two bolted from their positions and ran around the sage.
"What are we doing?"
"We are observing if his attack patterns, abilities, or natural attributes have changed... which most likely they have."
The sage, sick of watching the two, slowly sank into the floor until he couldn't be seen. Link did not know what was going on, but his instincts told him to get off the floor. He grabbed the boy and used his hookshot to latch onto another column. Large Hylian letters glowed on the floor and moved acrossed the floor in a criss cross pattern, dissappearing and reappearing under the walls. Link tried to maintain his balance while he tried to chip part of the column off. A peice fell off the column and fell through the floor like liquid. Link raised an eybrow at this, until he saw small dust particles rise to the surface of the floor and glinted a purple aura. The particles all shot up towards the ceiling at an alarming speed, some grazing Link. The particles were like phantomns and passed through Link as he tried, to the best of his abilities to have the Goron with him avoid as many hits as possible. Link was felt a burning sensation as most of the particles passed through his right calf.
'Damn if Navi were here she would know how to analyze him.'
"Link hold still, I'll go after him."
"NO!!!"
Before Link could say anything the young Goron boy leapt off his shoulders and dove towards the floor with the Megaton hammer held tightly in both hands. The boy passed through the floor and the florescent letters that once graced the floor dissappeared. Link, due to long term internal injury and a mild concussion, started to fall towards the floor. The last thing he saw while he was conscious was a extremely bright light that escaped the floor and the full moon that directly hovered aboved him before he succumbed into blissful unconsciousness.
AN: Oh no! Link, it's another god damn cliffhanger. Hehe, yeah I'm evil. Oh yeah I almost forgot what I was going to type. Goron Martillear de Muerte means The Gorons Mallet of the Dead. Lumbre's former name Luminoso Esperanza means Shining Hope in Spanish and if you really read between the lines then you'll realize that I meant Last Hope, but shining sounded better. I'm sorry for not updating soon, but I was so swamped this whole month, with finals, vacation, wrestling tournaments, weight training, moving, and community service for vandalism. Well now that I'm done with the majority of that, which includes community service :P expect more updates.
