Ghirahim was an enigma at times, especially when he shut down. After Fi had delivered her analysis of her mistress's body (Link was still feeling a little invaded by that search… ew) and they had left the area, Ghirahim had nodded and clung to Link as they flew. He had completely shut down, and it scared her a little. He was usually so open and daring, and seeing this side of him was something she was not used to, and in fact, the thought of it caught in her throat. Oh, Ghirahim. Link's grip tightened on the harness of her bird, flying them through the sky towards the towering Thunderhead, no longer a raging storm, but somewhere quite calm and enjoyable.
Stritch had also opened up some sort of bug lover's paradise on one of the islands inside, an attempt to bring in a little extra cash perhaps?
One thing Link was not looking forward to was returning with Ghirahim to stock up on potions and fairies. After all, she was unsure of where exactly the Triforce was, so that was something of major concern. But, she did have one trial left, but where that was exactly, she didn't know. She had done one in each of the areas she had travelled through… leaving her one place.
Somewhere large in the sky. Large enough to fit all the things in the trial.
Skyloft.
"Shit." She swore, and she felt Ghirahim shift his head up.
"What's wrong?" He asked, speaking softly in her ear.
"The last trial is on Skyloft. The Triforce is probably somewhere on Skyloft." She spoke, turning her Loftwing to get them to fly into the Thunderhead.
"You are troubled by that, how?" Ghirahim asked her, a frown in his voice.
"The trials are fucking terrifying, Ghirahim. They are not a force to be reckoned with." They passed through the barrier of clouds, and she started to look for Levias to gather the last portion of the song to lead them to the trial that they had to go to.
"Oh." And he was silent, until she told him they had to jump to land on the hard shell-like part of Levias. Then the silence was filled by a screaming demon who was probably a banshee in a past life.
She learned the final part of the song, standing on Levias' body a few minutes longer to let him settle down, the demon wide eyed and shaking. He wasn't too intimidating now.
"Come on, we have to go to the trial's gate. Ghirahim, you fool." She murmured, leaning down to kiss the crown of his head. He nodded, getting to his feet, and he stumbled, falling into her, and it knocked them both off. Good thing her bird caught them and carried them to Skyloft.
When they had finally landed, Ghirahim wobbled around, Link quickly ducking behind a bunch of boxes to let him rest, Ghirahim's hands visibly shaking and she felt so sorry for it.
"Sorry, but you wanted to come along." Her voice was quiet. "Don't worry. Please."
Ghirahim nodded, murmuring something Link didn't catch, and she tugged on his cloak before he leaned up and kissed her. "Well, come on, you might as well show me to where you have your lodgings before we seek out the gate to the trial." He spoke, his lips an inch away from hers and she looked away, seeing the trio of blue butterflies floating around a small cloud of gold dust and she pulled out the Goddess Harp.
She walked over and Fi leapt out of the sword, floating before her. She nodded to tell her to start playing. Footsteps told her that Ghirahim moved over to watch, and he moved into her sight. Link took a deep breath and ran her fingers along the strings, matching the circle of light surrounding the three. Fi and Link played the Song of the Hero and when they stopped, the gate appeared, Fi speaking to her before she drew the Master Sword out.
One look at Ghirahim, smiling at him, before she stabbed the sword into the center and her spirit left her to Hylia's Trial.
The world of blue and green was a place she absolutely hated, and all the repetition that came with the trials until she knew where all the tears were. The Guardians of the Silent Realms seemed to hate her with a passion for no good reason. It seemed quite unfair that they were keeping her from the parts of her own soul. Goddess forsaken gold and silver glowy dicks.
At least she hadn't been caught by their hands. She doubted that her spirit would shatter apart again.
Hylia, if I'm your hero, why are you putting me through these trials? Spirits can break, or are you hoping my spirit won't, because I'm the hero with the unbreakable spirit? I can still be broken, Hylia. I've fallen in love and I doubt you had that in mind. She thought as she crouched, looking around for the nearest tear and took off, the Guardians waking up the moment her foot crossed the circle and she started to run for her life.
The moment she wrapped her hand around the tear, it was absorbed back into her body and the dangerous spirits went back to sleep, placated for the moment until she was stupid. Most of the time she walked into the light of a watcher, so that screwed her over, running until she found a tear.
Grabbing a light fruit, shoving it into her mouth, she felt the rush of energy and saw pillars of light surrounding the place. The next one was on top of the light tower. Okay. And there was a Sky Watcher floating around the tower. Okay. She was going to climb like crazy.
Okay.
She jogged over to the tower and began climbing, freezing when she saw the light pass inches from her face, and when the Watcher passed, she hurried up the tower and had a heart attack when she saw the guardian chilling out there. She snatched up the tear and continued on.
There was a tear by the bench, as well as one a little ways away. She carefully inched her way in, snatched the tear and jumped off the nearby pier.
She gathered the tears around the school, giving herself heart attacks when she saw the Watchers, the Earth Watcher waiting for her to come too close and then it would fuck her over by making the racket needed to rouse the Guardians from their light slumber.
Hylia, I'm going to throttle you. Not my best friend, you, ya fancy immortal bitch. Link thought as she raced away off the box after snatching up the latest tear. This was not fun for her at all.
She worked on gathering up the tears slowly and surely, avoiding all the other Watchers, really hating the one on the walkway, the bridge across from the Bazaar and the one in the pumpkin patch, and the one she had to watch out for the Waking Water.
This whole shebang was starting to get old and tiring, and she just wanted out of here.
Cursing Hylia again, she finally snatched up the last tear and jogged her way back to the circle where her spirit was unified and she plopped down with the strange parcel in her hands, keeping it together.
She wanted to rest for a bit, and was that too much to ask for?
Link lay down on the cool ground, closing her eyes. Hopefully it wasn't too long that had passed in the non-Spirit Realm Skyloft. Before long, she opened her eyes and sat up, getting to her feet and stretching before releasing the strange fruit-like object into the air, where it shattered into scale shaped petals with a pop, startling the hero and making her jump a little when it did.
The petals reassembled into a smooth, hexagonal stone emblazoned with Hylia's crest. The gem had her confused ever so slightly. How could this little pebble be the light to show her to the way of the Triforce?
This was so incredibly stupid. Why was she doing this anyways? Oh yes, because it was apparently her destiny.
Why couldn't it be living a quiet life up in Skyloft? Or at least letting her settle down when she chose, but then again, she had a duty to carry out. But sooner or later, she and Ghirahim would be able to settle down, have a family. She could live the life she wanted after all this was over.
But they still had to deal with Ghirahim's master, and she wasn't quite ready to face him. There was a very real chance that this was her last night alive. She doubted Ghirahim would be able to live without her, now that he had taken her as his apparent 'mate'. She didn't quite understand the concept of mates in the society of demons, but she guessed that it meant that she was engaged to the demon whether she liked it or not. She had consented and he had taken her. He had 'tainted' her.
Oh, she was way over her head with everything going on, and she wanted out. She doubted she could, and if Ghirahim was highly unpredictable, what would he be like if his heart was shattered by her.
She didn't want to find out.
What if Fi said was a reality, what if she was carrying his child? Oh, she couldn't wrap her head around the concept of being a mother at seventeen and a half. She wasn't quite a legal adult yet! Sure she was the age of sexual consent, but she was still a minor.
A minor that was an orphan and the only mentions of 'The Talk' was in school with Owlan for Science and his unit on how bodies worked and how children were made. Groose looked a little green that day, along with being a lot red.
Could Ghirahim just finish her off and get her life over with? She did not want to deal with anything anymore.
It was just the simple yes the day before. Now look at the mess she had made, dragging the Demon Lord along with her, and willingly letting him get to Zelda. What if Ghirahim was lying and once his master was raised, he would throw her in a cell or lock her in a room only to visit her to fuck her, and the possible child growing within her was only the first?
She needed to talk with him, and possibly throttle the man.
People to Throttle, a list by Link:
-Hylia
-Ghirahim
-Ghirahim's master
-Groose, for being a dick.
She sighed, and she returned to the normal world, the sky coloured with twilight's lovely glow. She sat up and looked around. Ghirahim was nowhere to be found. She turned the crimson gemstone in her hands a few times, trying to put together where it went and where her demon had run off to. Nothing was looking too well and she sighed loudly.
She was out cold in this realm for a handful of hours, and during that time, he had felt the urge to run off?! Well, make that number one on her list of people to throttle and/or possibly maim pretty badly. Nothing could be worse than the situation at the moment and all the hero wanted to do was scream and storm off in search of the demon she had apparently been engaged to.
So much for her being his mate. Wouldn't someone be worried and stay by their fiance's side until they came to? That wasn't very kind of him, but then again, abandonment was something she was used to. Oh, her lovely fucked up childhood.
But where had her demon run off to? Where had Ghirahim gone? Was she supposed to chase him down and tackle him to keep him pinned down in one place? Was he that goddamned unloyal? Some weapon he was. He was plotting to murder his master in cold blood.
Ghirahim was not a force to be reckoned with.
Well, shit.
