On a first note towards the Chapters title: Sorry No Will Smith or Tommy Lee Jones
Okay! Part three! I was planning to post this part up waaaay earlier than I did, but I ended up sleeping pretty late. Here's part three of my the story. Once again, I do not own LoZ, Nintendo does. Music listened to whiel writting this: "Almost here" by The Acadamy is..., and "Caramelldansen metal" by NicoNicoDouga.
"Link ponders about the 'new world', Malon has a question, and the plot thickens."
Wait a minute... This story has a plot?! O.o?!
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Link sighed. He rolled over once again. It was evident to him that tonight, sleep would be quite impossible. The moon was high in the skyand looked like a giant pale pearl in the endlessly dark sky. He looked over to the others. Navi was snoring loudly for such a little fairy. She always claimed his cap as her bed when it came time for sleep. Then he glanced over to Malon.
He had given her the cushiest spot in their little campground. He even let her sleep on his pack after taking the harder things out, and had her use his tunic as a blanket. After a while, he decided he had to do something about the feeling in his legs. They wanted to move around, to do something, anything, really. He sat up, grabbing his sword and unsheathing it. He slid his hands down the sleek steel. However the sages forged this thing, they did a damn good job. Still so sharp after so long and so much use… his thoughts swam around in his head as he continued to run his hand up the blade.
His hand stopped and rested near the hilt. His fingers bushed up and down over the Triforce symbol while he leaned against the blade, planting it in the soft, fertile soil. This place was nice, seeing as how it was the only place this alive left after everything went to hell. He looked over the plains over the hill they were behind and sighed. The first time he came out here, the sun was shining high in the sky and the rolling hills of the plains were beautiful as the grass seemed to sway in waves with the wind.
Now, though… The sky was almost always painted a sickly red, and the grass and trees were mostly dead, which may or may not have something to do with Death Mountain's cloud that Navi had pointed out to him during their trips through the now desolate plains. He shook his head slowly
"I have to fix this…" he whispered, making sure not to wake the others as he stood. The grass felt good, cool between his toes. He dropped the sheath of the sword and walked a short distance away from the other two.
He didn't want to wake them, but he wanted to be able to get back if something happened. He closed his eyes, slowly picking his sword up in front of his face. Taking in a deep breath was always the first step. He took in as much as his chest would hold and held it, then slowly let it slide back out through his nose and mouth. His eyes opened and he focused on the tree in front of him.
He swung the Master Sword as fast as he could, with as much force as he could muster. It cut a big gash in the bark. He went with the flow of his momentum, spinning into the attack and turning it into an upwards swing, severing two branches. He decided to continue with the flow, flipping back as his blade sung through the air, and finished it with a stab. Some practice would definitely keep him busy, he reasoned. Keep him busy and wear him out so he could sleep, but also keep him from dwelling on his thoughts.
Link sighed as he lay back, panting. It was much easier to drift off to sleep now, after using all of his pent up energy cutting that dead tree to ribbons. His eyelids felt like lead as he quickly slipped into sleep. Just before he was completely asleep, he realized something: Ever since he had woken up in the Chamber, he hadn't had a dream. Not once.
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Malon's eyelids fluttered open, grateful for the hill that was over them for the shade. The sun was bright in the sky today. Unlike most places where it was red, the sunshine was clear and unfiltered here. She looked over to see Link tangled up in a bush. She smiled and shook her head as he snored.
"Hey… Link?" she spoke semi-softly as she poked his ribs. He shifted slightly but ignored it. Malon giggled as she took in a breath.
"HEY FAIRY BOY!! IT'S TIME TO WAKE UUUUUUP!!" she screamed.
"Wha-? AH!" Link thrashed around as he woke up.
He sat up and shook his head while he blinked the sleep out of his eyes. She watched him sit up and stretch. "Alright, alright… I'm up" he sighed, standing and grabbing his stuff. She waited for him to get dressed and get his stuff together. She had a question she wanted to ask him.
"Yo, Navi!" Link picked up his cap and swung it around in small circles. "Time to wake up!" he smirked as her small muffled screams could be heard. He kept the spinning up for a couple seconds longer, then finally let go of the opening and let her out.
"W-What the hell was that for?!" she stammered, shaking her head and attempting to fix her hair. She silently seethed as she looked at her reflection in the water, dipping herself in to wash her hair. Sometimes he could be so annoying, but then again, that was a quality they both shared.
As Link was getting ready to call them back to leave, Malon stopped him with a tug on his sleeve. "Um… I want to know…" she was mumbling at first. She was struggling on the inside. She wanted to ask, but then again she didn't.
Link grinned. "Yeah?" he was waiting for this. She was going to ask how he felt about her, and he was going to take that opportunity to ask her out for dinner at Kakariko village, then bring her back to the house that Impa had left for him and-
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN FOR SEVEN YEARS?!" she screamed at him. Needless to say, this caught him off guard. His eardrums were still ringing from the close proximity of the scream as well as how loud she was when he began to formulate an answer.
"Ah, well, I…" he was grasping at words that weren't there. After a while, he cleared his throat. "Well, you see… I'm the Hero of Time and I-" he started, but she closed her eyes and held up a hand.
"You expect me to believe that?" she asked, refusing to look at him. For seven long years, she thought that he had forgotten her and the promise, that he had found somewhere else to go and someone else. An real explanation was only fair.
"What? I'm telling the truth! You have to believe me? I'm telling you the truth! Isn't that right, Navi?" he turned to his fairy friend. She folded her arms over her chest, also refusing to look at him. "Aw, c'mon! Why does this always happen to me?!" Link scratched his head with both hands out of frustration. He was always caught up in this kind of situation.
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In the dark chamber, a laugh cut through the silence. There was a slight rustling as the man at the throne in the small room shifted around. "Ah… Enjoy your free time while you can, Hero of Time… I'm going to rule this place… This I swear…" Ganondorf laughed. The occupants of the room sighed as that one laugh expanded into a fit of other laughs.
"Typical villain, aint'cha…?" a voice floated across the room. Everyone was silenced. Ganondorf cleared his throat. This boy was annoying, but he was necessary as well. "Can't keep yourself from laughing like that to save your ass" he stood up and turned his back to the rest of them.
"Where do you think you're going, Kail?" one of the little Gerudo witches spoke up. Most of the attendants of the castle that were being forced to work there were terrified of the twin witches, as they were Ganondorf's number twos. Not this boy, however…
"Pfft. Anywhere but here" he ignored their outbursts as he left, the door slamming behind him. His black tunic and cap reminded him of the so called 'Hero of Time'. The red markings tattooed under and above his right eye down the side of his face, along with his red irises were what set him apart. He didn't know how he came to be. Some people said he was found, nearly killed, and brought back to health in the castle. "Not likely" he scoffed. His silver hair moved slightly in the wind as he stepped over the broken drawbridge.
Others said that, maybe he was made or summoned. His retort was always a laugh and a smart remark like "You think something this sexy could have been made?" he enjoyed himself. But lately… Ganondorf bored him with his mad rants, his fits of evil laughter that the others put up with, and all this talk of 'conquering Hyrule, then the world'. He wasn't interested in all that. He just wanted to have some fun.
He drew his sword. He'd had it on him for as long as he could remember. Its black hilt had a diamond shaped red gem in it, and the sleek sliver blade was average length. It was a nice sword. "The only one worthy of the name, Mastema, of the fallen angel who brought much suffering this place" he grinned, remembering it's history.
He closed his eyes and took in the scents being brought in on the winds. When his eyes finally did open, they seemed to be glowing. "Let's see what you've got, 'Hero of Time'…" he smirked.
