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Teleportation had always felt strange to me. The body is pulled between two planes stretching it out like sap along the bark of a tree. The body will continue to drip to one area until it pools together and meets in the existing plane. I do not hate it nor do I enjoy it. Nevertheless, I have more troublesome issues at this point. Like who is the male that holds me captive.
The presence that stole me had only appeared long enough to drop me in a dark room with not seemingly way to exit. No air stirred in the room nor any light penetrate. No scent of woods or bumbling Hylians. Where was I?
Snapping my fingers a small flame of silver black magic grazed my fingertips. It gave ample light to view my surroundings so I may learn how to escape. Despite not wanting to go back to the Hyrule kingdom, I must. My breath caused the small flame to flicker in annoyance. I must exit my thoughts for now.
The room held a water-like floor. It moved as a puddle would, but did dampen the surface as it should. An old tree that has long ago rotted proudly clawed the air. My steps made little sound as I made my way over to the ancient being. My hand reached out and land upon the tree's seemingly rough bark. It was so smooth. A curious expression tugged at my warrior mask. Who was there to see if I should emotion? The male that had taken me has been gone for some time.
"How long have you been done here? Why are you not in your home with your people?"
"My people are gone, what home do I have?"
A rough voice purred in my ear. It was not the tree. I spin to strike the abductor, but his hand merely caught mine. He spun me so my back pressed itself into the bark of the tree. The tree that was dead. Maybe I would be joining it soon.
"You do not wish to talk? Fine. What have you told the princess?" Crimson eyes held intense hatred. They held danger. Blue eyes stared back with defiance. I am danger.
"I have no inclination of what you speak of. Perhaps you would like to try again?" My head was slammed into the tree. The world is shaking, and I can see black dots dancing along the surface. A grin swallowed my face.
"You know what I speak of." His face came close to my face as a hand held it threateningly. His voice hissed over my face. My nose twitched in irritation. He should run water in his mouth.
"Perhaps you would like to try again?" Crack My body slumped, but he held me up by my throat. Hmph. As if that would actually get me to answer anything.
"Did. You. Tell. The. Princess. About. The. Woods." His words were almost a growl. A shiver descended my spine. I was not afraid. I was becoming furious.
"Why would I do that?" My words spit at his face. How dare he believe I would betray my family, my home! My hand flung across his face with a sharp slap. His grip on my throat weakened and I would have sliced his throat then and there if my legs didn't collapse underneath me.
"Good." I sneered at his pleased expression. "It wouldn't do if they found where I lived. Or find you home. They would destroy it." A barking laughter escaped my hurting chest. Everything hurt, but I had no time to heal myself.
"Says the one they are seeking. Why would they search for someone who is not their hero, but their enemy?"
"Who is to say that I am their enemy? Perhaps they made me to be the enemy."
"Lie. You want to watch them burn." He stood silent for a moment before a madding grin stretched over his face.
"Yes. I want to see flames lick their skin as they shout out in agonizing screams. I want to see the red blood pool at my feet. I. Want. Revenge!" An idea then sneaked into my hazy mind. Perhaps, if I were to keep this crazed individual talking I could heal myself, and teleport out of here.
"Why do you seek revenge?" His eyes became unfocused. He paid no attention to my movements as my magic slowly healed the pain my mind inflicted.
"Little wolf, what do you know of the shadow clan? Did you know they were all killed even their prince? Did you know the prince in a fit of anger tied himself to another so he could live again? But everything comes at a price. You see, when the prince tied himself to this person he did not take over the body; no he became the dark conscious of this person. The prince would reside in a trapped chamber with nothing, but a tree until the individual came to duel his dark conscious. The conscious was not to win. No, the prince had grander schemes, for when the individual won the dark conscious would become its own entity and can move out of the trapped plane. The prince could then make movements to take revenge that he agonized over for generations. But, one. Thing. Happened. The prince when 'defeated' became marked once he was his own. Who would mark such a beast? Who could tame a beast, but a beast? Quickly going home to see who in his clan survived, the prince found no one. No one, but a lone white wolf standing guard where a proud tribe used to live. A wolf whose pack was to help the shadow clan, but did nothing! The prince was marked by a child. A child!"
Dark red eyes turned to look at the female who was bent over her hair covering her face. She made no movement. Perhaps he had taken too much anger out on her. It would not matter, if she wasn't the white wolf, his white wolf.
"That prince has a name, Dark Link, and he is-" His breath came to a short stop as a dagger was pressed into his side. It was not fatal. She made sure of that. Her blue eyes stared into his crimson glare before slowly disappearing to the wind. In anger his body shook and began to shift. A black wolf took the place of the once Hylian male. He let out a howl of anger. The ancient tree snapped in half. The wolf stalked to his exit. He had a prey to hunt.
A/N: I'm So Sorry! I'm sorry I am late, and it is so short! Could you ever forgive me? I hope it was enjoyable, and if you have anything to say let me know! Also, it may be updated every two weeks for now on. Bye bye!
John 3:16