The Legend Of Zelda

Tale Of Two Worlds

I wish to thank all my reviewers and Mister Miyamoto for making this story possible.

Chapter 4: The Imposters

Grady and the others entered Talon's House to find that he was the facilitator. They approached his desk which was carved Mahogany. When link had left, Talon was a fat balding man with a bushy mustache who could hardly stay awake. Now he looked little more rugged. He still looked fat but most of that bulk had changed from cellulite to muscle and he looked like he could squeeze the life out of someone. His hair was gone completely, mustache included. He stared at the five people who walked in with his big brown eyes. He said, "No more mercenaries are being taken on at the moment. We get enough trouble from the one's we already have." He pointed to the door as a gesture to say 'Please leave.'

Ezekial walked up to the desk. His robes dragged on the floor behind him. He looked Talon straight in the eye and said, "We may be mercenaries but we have credentials that many of your others would die for."

Talon gave a skeptical smirk and in an even more sarcastic voice said, " I'll bet you do. Are another bunch of Grady's?"

Kaimetsu looked at the man as if he was delusional. He then asked Talon, "What are you talking about man? 'A Bunch Of Grady's?'"

Talon said happily, " So you aren't Grady impersonaters? Good. We have ten of them here and they are demanding money through the roof. The problem is that no one dares to stop them because they are afraid one of them is the real 'Grady, The Cold Heart.' It is getting out of hand."

"Father? Have you seen… Oh. Sorry for disturbing your business." Malon had come down stairs wearing a red apron around her waist. "I'll look for it by myself then."

"What did you lose?" Everyone turned to where Grady was standing. "I asked what you lost that you would need help finding."

Malon stared at the hooded man and said, "I was looking for some salt. I need it for the soldier's stew."

Grady stared at Ezekial. He then asked, "Do you have any salt left after that last stop we made in the northwest forest?" Ezekial nodded and rummaged in his robes and then pulled out a rock about the size of an egg. "Is that enough for the stew?" Asked Grady.

Malon took the salt rock and said, "That is plenty. Thank you very much." She then ran into the kitchen with the newly acquired ingredient.

"So tell me more about these imposters." Said Grady with interest in his normally stoic, calm voice.

Talon stared at the hooded man. He then said, "I hope you don't plan on starting trouble with them. They already killed three bounty hunters after their name."

Grady said, "I am not a bounty hunter and I know the real Grady, The Cold Heart. He doesn't kill just because the money's good. There is a difference between a murderer and a killer. A murderer does what he does just for blood and glory. Grady…" He paused. "Is a killer because he does what he does for preservation of himself and, on occasion, others."

Talon then stared at Grady and said, "If you say. What the hell. I'll hire you. All of you. Before you get excited and start naming your price you have to understand that the kingdom's budget is stretched very thin." Kilron looked as though someone had rained on his wedding. "We can pay you five hundred rupees every twenty days. You also get room and board for free but you are responsible for your equipment and possessions. We are not going to be blamed if we can't provide decent weapons and armor for our soldiers."

Ren said, "Thank you for taking us into your army."

Grady stared outside the window as the door burst open to reveal a man about as tall as Kilron. He had a great sword strewn across his back. His hair was black and his skin was dark. He had a mark on his armor like a skull encased in crystal. He had a deep voice. He was yelling in to the kitchen, "Bitch, get out here." Malon walked out of the kitchen. She was putting up a mask of calmness. But her eyes showed a little fear. The man was holding up a bowl of stew to her nose. He then said, "Who do you think you are putting this diarrhea you call stew on to me? Do you know who I am? I am Grady, The Cold Heart. I will not tolerate this crap. You get in there and fix me some real food." He threw his bowl across the room at Talon who ducked just in time to not get hit. Malon refused to move. The man was swelling with rage. "Didn't you hear me?' He knocked her to the ground. She let a small gasp of pain escape her lips. He then raised his foot about to stomp her.

It happened in a flash of a second. There was a definite sound of a sword being drawn from its sheathe and the sounds of it cutting in the wind. The real Grady just stood himself against the wall again as the sound of a click of his sword being fully put away again. The man's armor and weapon were in pieces at his feet. He looked greatly surprised as his he began to bleed at various small cuts placed all over his body. The real Grady then said, "I don't allow the abuse of women in my presence." The man stared at the real Grady in shock. "And a word of advice, never use my name again unless you are prepared to fight me for it." The man went white with fear. Talon and Malon both stared in disbelief at the man. "That's right I am the Real Grady, The Cold Heart. Spread the word to the other posers here." The man ran out in a panic. Grady then signaled for his friends to follow him outside. They did.

I don't know if I gave the credit of the franchise to Mr. Miyamoto so there you go. Oh And read and review or I'll make you see my toenail collection.