Ahh... I understand that I haven't updated as soon as you guys would like.
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I know, I know... And I'm sorry! But here it is!
By the way, I dont' type very fast when I'm not on a time limit! ^-^;;;; But it's done now! so... ya... R&R!!!
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Chapter 4
Darkness surrounded me as soon as I opened my eyes. The gleam of metal adjusted in my vision, reflecting my blue eyes. I lowered my arms that were held suspended in the air, lowering the blade of the Master Sword that appeared in my vision. I glanced over myself. A tight white shift was worn underneath my green tunic with white pants, made of the same type of fabric, tucked into brown heavy boots. I raised my free hand over to my face. Brown gauntlets covered my hands, and the hands themselves looked older. The very floor beneath me, that consisted of a bluish marble, was further away than before. I was much taller.
"Link, hello again!"
I spun around, the edge of the Master Sword sliding upon the cold marble. I caught my breath, remembering where I was. "Rauru..." I whispered. My voice was deeper, not sounding as young as before.
The elderly man that stood before me nodded his bald head. A bushy white mustache was set under deep blue eyes. His large body was covered in a satin red robe, the deep sleeves nearly falling over his hands. He stood upon a similar platform of marble that I stood upon. A ring of gold was underneath the man.
Towers of water flowed from the darkness above, to the darkness below. The platforms, similar to my own and Rauru's surrounded my platform, totaling 8 in all. The place seemed to have no walls nor ground, or ceiling for that matter. The entire place was, in fact, surrounded in darkness. Though the towers of water gave off an eerie glow that cast light in the place. This was the Chamber of the Sages. What confused me, though was thta I was sent here instead of 7 years into the future.
"What is going on, Rauru? The people of the town of Hyrule... It's all changed! What happened?" I asked.
Rauru let out a deep sigh, bowing his head. "The market... is not the only thing diseased, Hero of Time. Hyrule Castle has been affected also," he responded.
I gasped, startled. "....Not the Castle as well! What happened to Zelda?!"
Rauru spoke quickly. "Do not ask me of what had happed to her, Link. Seven years has much explaining, and you're time is short. I have already delayed you by sending you to the Chambers. All I can tell you is Shadow is not who he seems to be." When I remained silent, Rauru continued. "He is named Shadow, because he has a strange ability. The ability to change into any living thing and take it's shape. His original form is hidden, which may prove to be some difficulty."
I nodded solemnly, bowing my head the slightest bit.
"Do not be discouraged, Hero of Time." Rauru said firmly. I looked up to him as he continued. "Remember... The power of the sages are with you." As he spoke the last few words, his form dimmed and disappeared. The platforms faded into darkness. The darkness itself began to clear up and I found myself staring up at the grey walls of the Temple.
I glanced around, slightly shocked at the sudden change in scenery. Indeed the temple's interior looked no different than before, but the usual light that streamed through the windows were gone. The blue sky that peeked through the windows was replaced with a dull redish black, the color of blood.
I looked down at the Master Sword that I still held. It would have to be my weapon for now. I sheathed the blade and took a few steps back, walking off the platform that held the Pedestral of Time. The sounds of my boots thumping on the cold marble floor sounded strange, almost flat. The area that housed the marble counter holding the three spirtual stones looked the same as it had seven years ago, but something seemed different about the entire place. But I couldn't quite figure it out.
I left the Temple altogether and was slightly shocked at what I found. The wall that surrounded the outside of the town had been further constructed, cutting off almost all transportation with the temple, save a narrow dirt path that allowed few people to enter at a time. The Temple itself seemed to be seperate of the town now, like someone just cast it out of the wall and left a path for a rough passage.
I took several steps through the small dirt path and into the town, my eyes directed mostly to the castle which had an ominous glow surrounding it. I was barely able to catch a glimpse of the desolate town square before someone... no two people took hold of both my arms from behind. I found myself unable to turn around. No doubt that someone jabbed an elbow into my shield to prevent me from moving much. "Hey!" I gasped, surprised.
"Chain him up," someone ordered, someone who was not the one who held me. But... That voice... It was deeper, but it still sounded familiar.
Cold, thick chains wound itself around my wrist, tieing them together. I struggled to get free, but the people holding me only tightened their grip and shook me fiercely.
"This is strange... Nobody was in the Temple last time I checked..." A younger, more inexperienced voice murmured.
"He might've snuck past you, you idiot!" A gruff voice snapped. Both of these people must've been the ones who held my arms behind my back. They pressed against my shield, pushing my face into the stones that embedded the floor. The position they place me in was quite uncomfortable, making my arms pratically useless by themselves. I strained just to keep my face from grinding into the floor.
"Captian Arran, we await your orders sir!" the younger voice said.
Arran?! I struggled to shift my head to the side so I could look at my captors, but they grabbed the chains around my wrists and pulled me up.
"What are we supposed to do with him? You think... he's Shadow?" The gruff voice whispered.
Another voice, perhaps Arran's spoke. "....He cannot be Lord Shadow! He acts much differently... We will bring him to our Lord and see what he thinks..."
There was no way... I would allow myself to be presented to Shadow as a prize! I gritted my teeth. "Let me go!" As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I bent down and rolled throwing the person who held me forward. The chains that bound my wrists were loosened, enough so I could slip them off my hands. The chains clattered onto the floor and the sound of swords being unsheathed met my ears.
As I spun around, a short man with a rather large plate of armor covering his body leapt infront of another knight. The man's head was covered by an open helm, exposing his tan skin and his brown eyes. This lips were curved in a frown with frown lines surrounding his mouth. He was armored from head to toe with plates of armor in good quality. In his gloved hands was a spear, shorter than those of good quality, but still in good condition. He pointed the spear head at me in a threatening position.
"Hold it!" The man behind the short man with the spear. He shoved the other man aside, stepping forward.
I gasped. It WAS Arran! Even after seven years, I could still reconize the glitter in his eyes. His hair was still the same, left unattended to. The tunic that he wore as a teenager was replaced with a black shift under thick chain mail and a single chest plate, an insignia of a black tiger engraved on the center of the plate. His arms and legs were covered with simple plates of iron and his feet were covered with heavy iron plated boots. Hanging on his waist was a long sword, still sheathed in it's case.
"I am Captian Arran Pasha, sworn to protect our majesty Shadow. Who are you?" Arran's voice was cold, like ice. His eyes held barely any emotion and his mouth was frozen in a stiff straight line, unlike the old Arran that I knew.
"Arran... don't you reconize me?" I supposed that he just couldn't remember who I was, but the chances of that were slim to none.
His blue eyes survayed me for a moment, confused. "No..." he replied slowly.
I opened my mouth to tell him my name, but something smashed on the back of my head. I toppled forward, onto my knees as I fought to stay consious. Broken shards of rock tumbled from behind my head, obviously the remains of the rock as it crumbed from the force of the attack.
"Hey! Stand down soldier! Do as I command or I swear, King Shadow shall have your head!" Arran sneered, pointing at the person who attacked me.
"But.... Sire! He's trying to manipulate you!" the person behind me protested.
"No one is manipulating no one, so STAND DOWN!!" Arran commanded loudly.
I drew the Master Sword and grabbed my sheild off my back, rising to my feet again. I spun around to face the knight that attacked me, bringing my sword around. I turned blade just before it hit, smacking the soldier with the flat end of my blade. The soldier was knocked off balanced from the impact of my sword.
The other soldier, the shorter one, was surprised. He was too shocked to move.
"You, seize him! Now do as I say!!" Arran barked harshly.
I turned around to face the soldier as he wobbled into battle. He must've been uneasy at the first soldiers quick defeat.
The soldier swung his short sword at me, but I easily leapt out of range. Just as the soldier was preparing for another attack, I leapt back into attack distance swinging my sword at his side. Again, I turned the blade to avoid any serious injuries. He was smacked on his arm with the flat blade of the Master Sword, throwing him on the ground.
Arran, who stood idly by the entire time, was displeased with the soldiers' performance. "Dammit! Why were these amuteurs placed under my command?! You two! Go and get King Shadow! Don't make me chop you're idiotic heads off and honorly present them to him! Now go!!!" Arran shouted angrily. His face held no notion that he was bluffing.
I stood there, staring at Arran.
The other two soldiers staggered toward the castle entrance, aching. Arran stepped forward, his hand on the hilt of his long sword. He unsheathed it, pointing the blade at me, as if proposing a duel.
"You and I shall battle! When I defeat you, I shall present you to Shadow myself!" Arran said coldly.
I sighed, shaking my head, but not letting my sword down. "Arran... you've let yourself change so much in seven years. You've even let yourself forget who I was..."
Arran snarled at me. "I shall have none of this!! FIGHT ME!!" As he said this, he sprung at me bringing his sword down veritically.
I swung my sword up and blocked Arran's. Our blades came inches from my face. "Arran! -----------I don't want to fight you!! Don't you reconize--"
I was cut short as Arran growled loudly at me and broke my guard, knocking my sword to the side. He swiped his blade at my chest, opening a large gash through my green tunic. I stifled a cry of pain and took a step back to give myself some room. My free hand clutched my chest where the gash had opened up from Arran's attack.
"You show such weakness! If you will not fight me, then you will lose! Surrender before fate comes early for you!" Arran's voice was loud and commanding. He lundged at me again, this time, swiping his blade horizontally.
I managed to block with my sword once again. Arran's blade slid up mine, going for my throat, though my blade still kept his blade from touching me. "Arran! Listen to me! I'm Link! The boy you met seven years ago! Don't you remember me?! Please! Stop!" I pleaded.
The tension and pressure that Arran placed upon his sword lifted greatly. His eyes were wide with surprise and shock. "....That... name... Are you..." He spoke softly, a bewildered expression planted on his face.
Another voice spoke from behind Arran, getting his attention. "Don't listen to a fool like him, Arran."
Arran spun around and his entire body tensed. "My Lord!"
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What did you think??? Whoo... I love leaving you guys hanging!! Don't worry! Hopefully.. I'll get the next chapter up soon!
I know, I know... And I'm sorry! But here it is!
By the way, I dont' type very fast when I'm not on a time limit! ^-^;;;; But it's done now! so... ya... R&R!!!
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Chapter 4
Darkness surrounded me as soon as I opened my eyes. The gleam of metal adjusted in my vision, reflecting my blue eyes. I lowered my arms that were held suspended in the air, lowering the blade of the Master Sword that appeared in my vision. I glanced over myself. A tight white shift was worn underneath my green tunic with white pants, made of the same type of fabric, tucked into brown heavy boots. I raised my free hand over to my face. Brown gauntlets covered my hands, and the hands themselves looked older. The very floor beneath me, that consisted of a bluish marble, was further away than before. I was much taller.
"Link, hello again!"
I spun around, the edge of the Master Sword sliding upon the cold marble. I caught my breath, remembering where I was. "Rauru..." I whispered. My voice was deeper, not sounding as young as before.
The elderly man that stood before me nodded his bald head. A bushy white mustache was set under deep blue eyes. His large body was covered in a satin red robe, the deep sleeves nearly falling over his hands. He stood upon a similar platform of marble that I stood upon. A ring of gold was underneath the man.
Towers of water flowed from the darkness above, to the darkness below. The platforms, similar to my own and Rauru's surrounded my platform, totaling 8 in all. The place seemed to have no walls nor ground, or ceiling for that matter. The entire place was, in fact, surrounded in darkness. Though the towers of water gave off an eerie glow that cast light in the place. This was the Chamber of the Sages. What confused me, though was thta I was sent here instead of 7 years into the future.
"What is going on, Rauru? The people of the town of Hyrule... It's all changed! What happened?" I asked.
Rauru let out a deep sigh, bowing his head. "The market... is not the only thing diseased, Hero of Time. Hyrule Castle has been affected also," he responded.
I gasped, startled. "....Not the Castle as well! What happened to Zelda?!"
Rauru spoke quickly. "Do not ask me of what had happed to her, Link. Seven years has much explaining, and you're time is short. I have already delayed you by sending you to the Chambers. All I can tell you is Shadow is not who he seems to be." When I remained silent, Rauru continued. "He is named Shadow, because he has a strange ability. The ability to change into any living thing and take it's shape. His original form is hidden, which may prove to be some difficulty."
I nodded solemnly, bowing my head the slightest bit.
"Do not be discouraged, Hero of Time." Rauru said firmly. I looked up to him as he continued. "Remember... The power of the sages are with you." As he spoke the last few words, his form dimmed and disappeared. The platforms faded into darkness. The darkness itself began to clear up and I found myself staring up at the grey walls of the Temple.
I glanced around, slightly shocked at the sudden change in scenery. Indeed the temple's interior looked no different than before, but the usual light that streamed through the windows were gone. The blue sky that peeked through the windows was replaced with a dull redish black, the color of blood.
I looked down at the Master Sword that I still held. It would have to be my weapon for now. I sheathed the blade and took a few steps back, walking off the platform that held the Pedestral of Time. The sounds of my boots thumping on the cold marble floor sounded strange, almost flat. The area that housed the marble counter holding the three spirtual stones looked the same as it had seven years ago, but something seemed different about the entire place. But I couldn't quite figure it out.
I left the Temple altogether and was slightly shocked at what I found. The wall that surrounded the outside of the town had been further constructed, cutting off almost all transportation with the temple, save a narrow dirt path that allowed few people to enter at a time. The Temple itself seemed to be seperate of the town now, like someone just cast it out of the wall and left a path for a rough passage.
I took several steps through the small dirt path and into the town, my eyes directed mostly to the castle which had an ominous glow surrounding it. I was barely able to catch a glimpse of the desolate town square before someone... no two people took hold of both my arms from behind. I found myself unable to turn around. No doubt that someone jabbed an elbow into my shield to prevent me from moving much. "Hey!" I gasped, surprised.
"Chain him up," someone ordered, someone who was not the one who held me. But... That voice... It was deeper, but it still sounded familiar.
Cold, thick chains wound itself around my wrist, tieing them together. I struggled to get free, but the people holding me only tightened their grip and shook me fiercely.
"This is strange... Nobody was in the Temple last time I checked..." A younger, more inexperienced voice murmured.
"He might've snuck past you, you idiot!" A gruff voice snapped. Both of these people must've been the ones who held my arms behind my back. They pressed against my shield, pushing my face into the stones that embedded the floor. The position they place me in was quite uncomfortable, making my arms pratically useless by themselves. I strained just to keep my face from grinding into the floor.
"Captian Arran, we await your orders sir!" the younger voice said.
Arran?! I struggled to shift my head to the side so I could look at my captors, but they grabbed the chains around my wrists and pulled me up.
"What are we supposed to do with him? You think... he's Shadow?" The gruff voice whispered.
Another voice, perhaps Arran's spoke. "....He cannot be Lord Shadow! He acts much differently... We will bring him to our Lord and see what he thinks..."
There was no way... I would allow myself to be presented to Shadow as a prize! I gritted my teeth. "Let me go!" As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I bent down and rolled throwing the person who held me forward. The chains that bound my wrists were loosened, enough so I could slip them off my hands. The chains clattered onto the floor and the sound of swords being unsheathed met my ears.
As I spun around, a short man with a rather large plate of armor covering his body leapt infront of another knight. The man's head was covered by an open helm, exposing his tan skin and his brown eyes. This lips were curved in a frown with frown lines surrounding his mouth. He was armored from head to toe with plates of armor in good quality. In his gloved hands was a spear, shorter than those of good quality, but still in good condition. He pointed the spear head at me in a threatening position.
"Hold it!" The man behind the short man with the spear. He shoved the other man aside, stepping forward.
I gasped. It WAS Arran! Even after seven years, I could still reconize the glitter in his eyes. His hair was still the same, left unattended to. The tunic that he wore as a teenager was replaced with a black shift under thick chain mail and a single chest plate, an insignia of a black tiger engraved on the center of the plate. His arms and legs were covered with simple plates of iron and his feet were covered with heavy iron plated boots. Hanging on his waist was a long sword, still sheathed in it's case.
"I am Captian Arran Pasha, sworn to protect our majesty Shadow. Who are you?" Arran's voice was cold, like ice. His eyes held barely any emotion and his mouth was frozen in a stiff straight line, unlike the old Arran that I knew.
"Arran... don't you reconize me?" I supposed that he just couldn't remember who I was, but the chances of that were slim to none.
His blue eyes survayed me for a moment, confused. "No..." he replied slowly.
I opened my mouth to tell him my name, but something smashed on the back of my head. I toppled forward, onto my knees as I fought to stay consious. Broken shards of rock tumbled from behind my head, obviously the remains of the rock as it crumbed from the force of the attack.
"Hey! Stand down soldier! Do as I command or I swear, King Shadow shall have your head!" Arran sneered, pointing at the person who attacked me.
"But.... Sire! He's trying to manipulate you!" the person behind me protested.
"No one is manipulating no one, so STAND DOWN!!" Arran commanded loudly.
I drew the Master Sword and grabbed my sheild off my back, rising to my feet again. I spun around to face the knight that attacked me, bringing my sword around. I turned blade just before it hit, smacking the soldier with the flat end of my blade. The soldier was knocked off balanced from the impact of my sword.
The other soldier, the shorter one, was surprised. He was too shocked to move.
"You, seize him! Now do as I say!!" Arran barked harshly.
I turned around to face the soldier as he wobbled into battle. He must've been uneasy at the first soldiers quick defeat.
The soldier swung his short sword at me, but I easily leapt out of range. Just as the soldier was preparing for another attack, I leapt back into attack distance swinging my sword at his side. Again, I turned the blade to avoid any serious injuries. He was smacked on his arm with the flat blade of the Master Sword, throwing him on the ground.
Arran, who stood idly by the entire time, was displeased with the soldiers' performance. "Dammit! Why were these amuteurs placed under my command?! You two! Go and get King Shadow! Don't make me chop you're idiotic heads off and honorly present them to him! Now go!!!" Arran shouted angrily. His face held no notion that he was bluffing.
I stood there, staring at Arran.
The other two soldiers staggered toward the castle entrance, aching. Arran stepped forward, his hand on the hilt of his long sword. He unsheathed it, pointing the blade at me, as if proposing a duel.
"You and I shall battle! When I defeat you, I shall present you to Shadow myself!" Arran said coldly.
I sighed, shaking my head, but not letting my sword down. "Arran... you've let yourself change so much in seven years. You've even let yourself forget who I was..."
Arran snarled at me. "I shall have none of this!! FIGHT ME!!" As he said this, he sprung at me bringing his sword down veritically.
I swung my sword up and blocked Arran's. Our blades came inches from my face. "Arran! -----------I don't want to fight you!! Don't you reconize--"
I was cut short as Arran growled loudly at me and broke my guard, knocking my sword to the side. He swiped his blade at my chest, opening a large gash through my green tunic. I stifled a cry of pain and took a step back to give myself some room. My free hand clutched my chest where the gash had opened up from Arran's attack.
"You show such weakness! If you will not fight me, then you will lose! Surrender before fate comes early for you!" Arran's voice was loud and commanding. He lundged at me again, this time, swiping his blade horizontally.
I managed to block with my sword once again. Arran's blade slid up mine, going for my throat, though my blade still kept his blade from touching me. "Arran! Listen to me! I'm Link! The boy you met seven years ago! Don't you remember me?! Please! Stop!" I pleaded.
The tension and pressure that Arran placed upon his sword lifted greatly. His eyes were wide with surprise and shock. "....That... name... Are you..." He spoke softly, a bewildered expression planted on his face.
Another voice spoke from behind Arran, getting his attention. "Don't listen to a fool like him, Arran."
Arran spun around and his entire body tensed. "My Lord!"
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What did you think??? Whoo... I love leaving you guys hanging!! Don't worry! Hopefully.. I'll get the next chapter up soon!
