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Chapter 10: Light and Shadow

1205 HOURS.

GANON'S COURT, HYRULE CASTLE.

72 DEGREES INSIDE.

I had been bloodied. Beaten. Dragged for miles to the heart of Castle Town. Struck across the head. Knocked out.

I awoke kneeling on my knees, held by two heavily-armed Hylian soldiers. Nearly ten yards away sat Ganondorf on his throne. His smug, arrogant expression had been wiped off; now his face portrayed pure fury. He growled when he saw my eyes snap open, my head swiveling left and right across the room. Finally I met the tyrant's eyes, a snarl forming at my lips.

"It appears our top agent has no further use for the sake of my reign," Ganondorf said flatly, his voice quiet, but still booming throughout the room.

"It appears our tyrant king has no further use for the sake of Hyrule's welfare," I shot back.

Ganon snapped his fingers, and the soldiers smacked me across the head with the ends of their rifles. I spat blood out in Ganon's direction, grumbling.

"What a rotten disgrace!" he yelled, standing up from his throne. He turned his attention away from me for the moment. "Guards! Dismissed."

They saluted and walked out the large door to the king's court, leaving me alone with this ruthless tyrant.

"You're lucky I didn't kill you on sight!" Ganon said, stepping forward with heavy black boots. "The hero's descendant. A pity you were even born!"

"You can thank Demise for that," I growled, recalling the legend of the skies.

He backhanded me across the face, and I thought my jaw may have broken. "You are not worthy to ever say the name of my ancestor!" He took a few steps back.

I spat out some more blood, cursing under my breath.

"You had one simple task!" he screamed, the sound reverberating against the walls. "Follow my every command! And you couldn't even do that, you wretched disgrace!" Ganondorf growled, raising his gauntlet-clad fist in the air. It emanated dark power, but something else caught my eye, something I couldn't describe. "You possessed two of my generals' shards. Two! I had three, and now I have but two damned shards!"

"I don't have them," I said quietly, but forcefully.

"I am aware," he grumbled. "Your rabbit friend has them… But do not raise your hopes; my army is in pursuit. Soon I will have the completed relic!"

Completed relic? I thought.

He showed me the back of his fist, and through the dark power shone a golden light. A single golden triangle glowed, standing above two faded triangles. "The Triforce of Power is mine, yes." His smugness returned, a sneer curving at his lips. "And, as the legend recounts…"

He walked up to me, gripping at my wrist. I yelped in pain, Ganon's fist crushing my bones. The king lifted me off my feet and I grimaced. My hand throbbing, 8 thrashed violently in attempts to escape, but to no avail. "…The Triforce of Courage is always in the possession of the hero."

My hand glowed golden, and a faded Triforce appeared on my hand. A burning sensation occurred, and I writhed in pain. Then the bottom-right triangle, the Triforce of Courage, glowed fiercely, bathing my tunic in heavenly light.

"And soon, that will be mine too."

0756 HOURS.

LOCATION UNKNOWN.

61 DEGREES INSIDE.

The night dragged on, and I awoke in complete darkness the next morning. My drowsy mind assumed I had gone blind, but as I rubbed my eyes my thoughts became more rational. I blinked a couple times, then stretched my arms up-- I couldn't bring them past my shoulders. Panicking, my head darted left and right for any sign of another human being.

The lights flickered on. I grunted as tears came to my eyes from the sudden change in brightness. Looking around the dull gray room, I realized where I was: an interrogation room. I sat in a chair at a small table, my arms shackled to the chair's armrests. An empty chair sat across from mine. As I looked left I saw a dark window, where the spectators were watching me right now. I couldn't see them, but I could feel them…

The door next to the window swung open, and in strode a man with neat brown hair and a yellow tunic. Silver letters on his breast pocket read "HBI."

"Pipit," I croaked, clutching my sore throat.

He scowled at me. Striding to the table, he didn't bother to sit. Instead he raised his arm and brought his fist down on my face. I grimaced and spat up blood, my jaw tightening. "You goddess-damned traitor!"

I kept my lips tight; I didn't want to say anything I'd regret. So I put on a determined and prideful glare.

"I had high hopes for you, Link. I should've left you to die in the slums!"

I nodded, a sneer curling on my lips for a mere second.

"I thought you could change, but you proved me wrong! Just because your ancestors lived that life, that doesn't mean you have to!"

I gave up my act of silence and yelled, "What life? A life of fighting for light and not darkness!?"

Pipit punched me again, harder this time. My injured jaw cracked and I grimaced painfully. "You need to know which side to fight for," he growled. "Lorule is evil. They killed our families, robbed us of our hard-earned rupees!" He rested his arms on the table, snarling a bit more quietly than before, "You were working for the shadows."

The shadows. Hylians used that term to symbolize evil.

I growled at the insult, then said quietly but forcefully, "Sometimes you've got to work in the shadows to bring back the light."

A moment passed.

Pipit backed up, then turned to the door. Before he left, he said, "Farewell, shadow agent."

The door slammed shut, and the lights shut off; I was left in the shadows of Hyrule Castle.

1004 HOURS.

CELL 001, HYRULE CASTLE.

63 DEGREES INSIDE.

My shackles had been undone by a soldier a few hours ago. I was able to move around, so I pressed my ear to the cell door, from which I heard the faint mumbles of soldiers outside. I listened as intently as I could, but their speech was broken apart.

"…Cell number one… agent who… treason."

Number one, huh? I've heard that this cell was reserved for the most notorious and dangerous criminals ever caught. I was more valuable than I thought.

"And… cell two… Sheikah leader, Impa?" asked the second guy.

"Yes," replied the first.

So, I was being held captive next to Impa. I wondered if she knew that I was in the call next to her. Maybe I could find a way to contact her?

A low jingling noise alerted my pointy ears. They perked up, and I listened for the sound to repeat. It did.

The sound came from behind me; I turned around. Wedging itself through a crack in the wall, a sparkling red fairy squirmed. Finally, with a pop of sparkles, the red fairy came through. It hurled through the air with the force it needed to free itself, then slammed into my forehead. The fairy fell, but I caught it in my hand, rubbing my forehead with the other.

"Oof!" the fairy said. "Sorry! Did not see you there."

"Uh, no worries," I replied.

"Whoa, you can speak to me? Only a select few can speak the language of the fairies!" It propelled itself upward and flew to my eye level.

I shrugged. "I guess I was just born with the ability."

"Anyway, I must be in the wrong cell. Lady Impa told me to go to cell number one to meet Hyrule's top criminal."

"You came from Impa's cell?"

"Yes. But I'm looking for cell one."

"This is cell one," I said flatly with a nod.

"…But you can't be the criminal! You're too… kind," said the fairy.

I shrugged again. "Not to the king, I wasn't."

"Okay, I guess." The fairy fluttered its wings. "My name's Proxi. What's yours?"

"Link."

"Well, that's an unusual one. But, it sounds familiar…" Proxi paused as if deep in thought. "Link! You're the famous prodigy from the Ordonia Province!"

"Now I'm even more famous."

"What're you in for, then? Aren't you a top-notch agent from the HBI facility located in Castle Town's largest skyscraper, Zantland?"

Whoa, this fairy talks a lot, I thought.

"A former HBI agent," I corrected. "I'm in for treason by assisting Lorule."

"It is you!" Proxi squealed with excitement. "Lady Impa wants to know if Zelda is alright, by the way."

"She's--" I cut myself off.

How did Impa know who Zelda was!?

"…She's most likely in Lorule by now," I said. "I assume she has received hospitality from Ravio. Please relay this message to Impa-- and please ask her if she knows who Ravio is."

"Ravio, huh? You've met him?" Proxi asked. I nodded. "Well," she said, "Impa knows Ravio, and so do I. He's very valuable-- co-general of the resistance's army, in fact."

"What!?" I exclaimed. I had no idea Ravio held so much power among the Loruleans.

"And what of Hilda?" I pressed.

"Also co-general," Proxi said. "Lorule has a leader, but most look at Ravio and Hilda as the true leaders. After all, they command the army."

"Who is the real leader?"

Proxi fluttered around the room, causing sparkles to fall through the air. "All will be explained in due time. But for now, I must communicate with Lady Impa-- and then I'll be taking my leave."

"Wait," I said. "How do you know all of this information?"

Proxi laughed lightly, but came out as a squeal due to her small size. "I'm from Lorule. They call me the 'Rumor Fairy.' I know just about everything worth knowing."

Before the fairy could return to Impa's cell, I once again stopped her. "Hey, if you… see Zelda, tell her… that I'll see her again."

"Sure." And the fairy left me in my cell. "Oh, and… they're coming to help you."

1402 HOURS.

CELL 001, HYRULE CASTLE.

60 DEGREES INSIDE.

A day passed. I sat in the lone chair, my hands running through my hair. My strength was depleting. Physical and mental. Hunger plagued my grumbling stomach. Every now and then a soldier would drop a tray of food and a pitcher of water into my cell, but I didn't eat or drink. In my training I had learned that Hyrule drugged its prisoners so they lost strength, just in case one tried to escape.

I didn't eat because I thought I was going to escape.

My caretaker in Ordon, Rusl, always told me, "If you don't have hope, you have nothing."

I looked up at the ceiling, tears forming in my eyes. Ordon… If only I'd never left.

I wouldn't be here if I'd never left Ordon. But… I wouldn't have met Zelda.

I removed my hands from my head and stared at my palms. Traces of dried blood riddled my wrists, from the shackles, and my palms, where I'd dug my fingernails into. Throwing back my head, I released a helpless, agonizing cry of pain.

I turned my right hand over. As soon as my eyes met the faded triangles the bottom-right one glowed with heavenly light.

I possessed a piece of the Triforce.

Many thoughts raced through my head as I stared at the divine mark on my hand. The first thought was: How can I use it to escape?

I became stronger. My eyebrows narrowed with determination. I grit my teeth and clenched my fists. I stood up and kicked my chair back. It fell to the floor with a rattling noise.

The Triforce of Courage glowed furiously as I walked toward the heavy steel door. I was about to release my anger and try to bust down the heavy door, but something stopped me. I heard a faint noise from behind the door. Kneeling down to the thin crack at the bottom of the door, I pressed my ear to it to hear the sound that alerted me.

"…Transfer the… to… Lanayru Province," said the voice of a guard.

"…Arbiter's Prison… Gerudo Desert?" asked another.

"King's orders," said the first guy.

Then I heard a beeping noise, and the door clicked, unlocked. The door swung open toward me, and I stared at the two men with a blank frown. They wore hardened expressions on their faces, camouflage-print jackets, black bulletproof vests, light cargo pants, and black boots. At each soldier's waist hung a pistol, and they pointed their Hylian blasters at me in a readied stance. The first guy had a thick beard and a camo helmet. The next guy had no facial hair but had a wide jaw and a large, bulbous nose. He spoke as though he were congested. "Come with us."

I didn't move.

The first guy strode over to me and gripped my shoulder and pointed the gun at my hand. The large-nosed man followed suit, but kept his blaster pointed forward as we exited the cell. We emerged in a large, dark hall, which ran right from my cell door; to the left came an abrupt dead end. We turned to the right, and we strode at a decent pace. I shifted my gaze to the right and saw the door neighboring mine, which read: 002.

Impa's cell.

If I were to escape, now would be the chance; I'd also need to free Impa. Sheik hinted that she had affiliation with Lorule, after all. The bearded man noticed my lingering gaze and forced the barrel of his gun to my head harder. "Eyes forward," he said.

I looked at the floor, taking note that the guards forgot to cuff me. A miniscule smirk curved at my lips as I thought, Rookie mistake.

"Hey," said the man to my right, "you see that?"

I looked up, noticing a ray of bright light, caused by a form of technology. It bobbed up and down as if the carrier was walking toward us.

The man to my left, the man with the beard, said, "Yes." He raised his voice, directing his speech to the person walking to us. "State your name and business lurking down here!"

The light kept moving forward without hesitation. We couldn't see who was holding it.

"We have authority to shoot!" shouted the large-nosed man.

We heard a rattling above us. All of our heads darted upward to the source, an air vent. As the guards were distracted, the light flashed upward at the holder's face. It looked like… No…

Yes. It was Ravio in his bunny hood.

The bearded man raised his gun at the air vent. I took the opportunity and elbowed him in the jaw, and he grunted and dropped his blaster. The other guard looked down at me with wide eyes, but I sweep kicked him in the knees, and he fell flat on his face. The air vent broke, and a figure in a gray outfit dropped to the ground just as the first guy stood up.

"Sheik!" I said.

Sheik punched the bearded guy in the nose, then brought his knee up to his groin. The guard clutched his injury and lowered his upper body, giving Sheik the opportunity to knee him in the face. He fell on his back, knocked out. "Learned that from you," Sheik said to me.

The second guy got up, raising his blaster to shoot Sheik in the head. I hollered, "Look out!"

A silent bullet lodged itself in the guard's chest, and he fell to the floor with a thud.

I turned to see Ravio, still holding his sniper rifle, armed with a suppressor, at the ready. Then he lowered it and nodded at us.

I nodded back, kneeling down to the first guard. I took the pistol at his hip and a few extra clips of bullets.

"Link," Ravio said, walking up next to me, "you'll want these." He handed me my FiPhone, tactical belt, HBI sunglasses, bulletproof vest, forest-green cap, and bulletproof gauntlets. "Oh, and I removed all of the tracking devices."

I put everything on, nodding in thanks to Ravio. I strapped the extra clips of ammunition to my tactical belt and said to Sheik and Ravio, "We need to free Impa now."

Sheik looked hopefully at me, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. "Where is she?"

I stuck my thumb in the direction of the cell door that was marked 002. "In there."

Ravio knelt beside the dead guard and pulled a metallic object out of his breast pocket. It was shaped oddly like a card. He stood up and moved to the door, observing the handle. An indent was on it, as if to swipe a credit card in it. He swiped the metallic card through the indent, and a blue hologram appeared on the surface of the door. It read, "ACCESS GRANTED." The handle clicked, unlocked. Ravio kicked the iron door with his black boot, and it swung open forcefully, the hinges creaking.

The interior of the cell was identical to mine, and Impa was sitting in the chair by the table. Her red eyes wide, Impa stood up with alarm. Her eyes darted from Sheik to me, and her eyebrows narrowed, her lips curving into a snarl. "You!"

I nodded. "Yeah, it's me. We're busting you out of here."

She didn't question me. Impa jogged out of the cell, and Ravio tossed her a pistol. She caught it and raised her chin questionably at the rabbit-hooded figure. Ravio lifted up his hood and sneered at her, humored. "General?" Impa asked while we began running down the corridor. Ravio nodded. "It's about time I've met you face-to-face. You look just like the green one."

"A mystery why that is," Ravio said; I had a feeling that he knew why, however.

The hall eventually brightened with florescent lights, and we made our way up a spiral staircase. After a short while of climbing, we emerged in daylight. We were in a courtyard, with green grass and a stone pathway. On the left and right sides of the pathway were stone statues of King Ganondorf and the Great Sword, respectively. The courtyard was riddled with bodies of incapacitated soldiers, some bloodied and some broken.

"Don't ask," Sheik explained.

We ran through the long courtyard, toward the tall doorway ahead. As we got halfway there, yellow-hued electrical currents activated and ran horizontally. I turned my head toward the direction we came from, but similar currents trapped us in the courtyard.

"Dammit," Ravio cursed, looking up at the stone walls above the exit. On the ledge lined ten snipers, all aiming their rifles straight at us.

Good thing I had my tactical belt.

I pressed the blue button on my belt, creating a force field around the four of us right as the snipers fired. The bullets bounced off harmlessly and landed in the grass. I pressed the button three more times, separating the force field into four different ones, protecting each of us. My right hand glowed golden as the power of the Triforce coursed through my veins, and I dashed to the wall where the snipers stood atop.

I could hear the ringing deep in my ears become more and more repetitive, and I realized that the force field's duration time was depleting. Harnessing more power of the Triforce of Courage, I put on another burst of speed toward the wall.

It stood about ten feet tall, so it was doubtful anyone could scale it; however, I was an excellent climber, and the Triforce only helped enhance that skill. I found many footholds and launched myself upward until my hand gripped the clothing of a sniper. I hurled the guy over the wall, where he landed on his back.

Vaulting over the barrier, I landed on the four-foot-wide ledge and dashed to the other nine snipers. Whipping out my pistol, I caught them off guard. I shot two rounds at the nearest soldier, then kicked him over the edge. The other soldiers aimed their rifles at me, firing, but my force field blocked the bullets.

Finally the force field disbanded, and I swore in frustration. I shot four rounds at the soldiers, striking each in the chest. They fell, leaving the others behind them open. I shot one, killing him, then my clip ran out. I decided against refilling it; that would be too time-consuming. Instead I dashed forward and blocked a soldier's swing, performing an uppercut into his stomach. I kicked him off the edge and moved to the last two.

They dropped their rifles since snipers weren't proficient in close-range battles and pulled out knives. I sneered and ran at them, gripping one's forearm when he swung downward at me. I twisted his arm until I felt it pop, and he let out a pained cry. I kicked him hard in the chest, and he hurtled to the ground below. The last guy, a large, burly man, charged first, his knife raised high. I got low and rolled behind him, sweep kicking at his calves. He grunted and fell, then got back up and whipped around. He caught me on the shoulder with his knife. Grimacing, I clutched my injury with my left hand. The soldier sneered and dashed at me, lunging forward to stab at my stomach. A mistake. Despite my injured shoulder, I utilized the power of the Triforce and hurtled over him, over his forward arm, and swung at the back of his head with my right fist. He fell forward on his face and groaned as the stone chipped away at the skin on his face. I easily knocked him out by kicking him in the temple.

Looking down over the edge of the wall, I saw that my allies had killed those who survived the ten-foot fall. I leapt down, being sure to make use of the footholds so my legs wouldn't collapse. Impa, Ravio, and Sheik were staring at me, dumbfounded. "What?" I asked.

"You just took out all those guys in thirty seconds!" Sheik exclaimed, refilling his pistol with another clip.

"Wait," Impa said, "could you be…?"

I shook my head, saying, "No time. Let's go."

I lifted a soldier's lifeless body and hurled it at the electrical currents, hoping that would destroy them. The body disintegrated, and the currents dissipated into nothingness, opening the way out of the courtyard.

We exited, emerging into another long corridor, which lead to the quarters of soldiers on either side. I followed Ravio, who knew the way out, to the left. We ran for a quarter mile, then turned to the right at an intersection; forward was a similar corridor, left was a wide road leading to the northern end of the castle, where the king's court was located. As we rounded to the right, the wide road led to a large drawbridge (which was about a thousand years out of style). The drawbridge was being raised, and I looked to the left to see General Ghirahim twisting the handle to raise it. His head snapped to our direction, and he snarled furiously.

I pointed my pistol at him and didn't hesitate to shoot. The bullet bounced off his black, metallic chest (contradicting to his light gray-tinted face, legs, and upper arms), scattering black and silver diamonds through the air. "Ugh!" Ghirahim yelled, glaring maliciously at the four of us. He snapped his fingers, then disappeared.

The drawbridge dropped. Just as more hordes of Hylian soldiers came rushing toward us, we exited the shadows of Hyrule Castle and emerged in the light of the outside world. The sun never felt so pleasant on my skin.

2156 HOURS.

CLOCK TOWN, TERMINA PROVINCE.

DOMAIN: LORULE.

54 DEGREES OUTSIDE.

A convoy had picked the four of us up from Hyrule Castle and drove us for six hours to the south. We entered Lorule in the northernmost province, Termina. At the very center stood a magnificent town, seemingly parallel to Castle Town, just not big enough to be its own province.

Clock Town's tallest skyscrapers were located in the center, revolving around an enormous clock tower, the city's capital. At the outskirts were the smaller buildings, such as the motels and one-family houses. Most residents lived in apartment complexes in the heart of the city, however.

I stood at the northern border of Clock Town, with the rolling hills of Termina Field behind me. I pulled my sunglasses off, the light of the moon reflecting off my eyes. My pistol hung at my waist, my FiPhone in my pocket. Sheik stood next to me, playing a tune on the Ocarina of Time.

"You gonna give that back?" I asked, turning to him.

He stopped playing and laughed, lowering the blue instrument. "Don't think so. You lost it."

I rolled my eyes. "How'd you get it back, anyway?"

"I found it and all your other possessions in the jailer's quarters." Sheik resumed his playing, and I listened to the mystifying tune. After he stopped, he lowered the instrument and stared at the dark sky. Stars peeked out from behind the clouds, twinkling.

"What song was that?"

"Hmm? Oh," Sheik replied, "it isn't really an ocarina song. It was made for a harp. It's called the Ballad of the Goddess."

"Which goddess?"

"Hylia."

I nodded, looking back up at the stars. A black car drove up to us from Clock Town, and it stopped ten feet in front of us. The passenger door opened and out came Ravio, carrying a briefcase. His hood hung lazily off the back of his head, and he strode over to us with a satisfied smirk. "Agent Link," he said, "you're being summoned."

"By whom?" I asked, looking from him to Sheik. The Sheikah tribesman shrugged, and I returned my gaze to Ravio.

"Someone important," he replied.

I remembered Proxi the Rumor Fairy saying something about Lorule having a leader in a position above generals Hilda and Ravio. Maybe he was the one summoning me?

"Okay," I said, donning my sunglasses again.

When Sheik didn't move, Ravio said, "You too, Sheik."

We got in the back seat of the car, with Ravio and the driver in the front. As we drove south through Clock Town, I stared, awestruck, at the beauty of the city. The bright lights and large buildings struck me the most. We drove for a good ten minutes, and eventually we got to the heart of the city.

The car came to a halt, and Ravio exited the car. "Follow me," he ordered me and Sheik.

We exited the vehicle out our respective doors, and I swiveled my head in awe, taking in the city's magnificence. Cabs and other vehicles whizzed by on the road, their headlights and reflections of the buildings' lights a blur. I looked at Ravio, who stood at the entrance to a building, a revolving door. I looked up and became dizzy, nearly stumbling at how high I craned my neck to see the clock tower. "Wow," I muttered stupidly.

"Yeah. Get over it." Ravio tapped his foot impatiently. "You don't want to keep him waiting, Agent Link."

I shrugged and followed Ravio inside the tower. The interior was just as magnificent as the exterior. The large room was painted yellow, almost golden. Columns with intricate carvings held the floor to the ceiling, velvet couches sat by the left wall, and a wooden podium stood at the right wall with a man behind it. Ravio showed him an ID badge attached to his purple robes, and the man nodded. He pressed a button, and the wall in front of us opened up to an elevator.

Sheik, Ravio, and I rode up the elevator for what seemed like five minutes. Finally the door opened to a large room. A… familiar large room.

"What the hell!?" I exclaimed. "This looks just like the HBI headquarters!"

It did. It was a perfect replica, just with more desks. And straight ahead sat a man behind a desk in red robes, with white fur lining on the collar and sleeves. He had a thick white beard and a soft but strong expression. A golden necklace with the ancient Hylian crest emblem hung around his neck. "Ah, the Hyrule Bureau of Investigation agent has arrived."

I took slow steps forward, eyeing him suspiciously. I turned to look at Ravio, who wore a humored smirk. Next to him, Sheik just stared humbly at the floor.

"…Yes," I said uneasily.

The man stroked his beard. "It is great you have been released from the dark one's captivity. General Ravio has outdone himself. And, I must add, so has Agent Sheik."

Agent Sheik? Maybe he'd become one while I was imprisoned.

"Ah, where are my manners? Allow me to introduce myself."

My eyes widened. I realized who he was.

"I am Daphnes, leader of the Lorule resistance, and former king of Hyrule."

Common pieces of symbolism I use are "light" "shadow," which mean "good" and "evil" respectively. Just clearing that up for anyone who thinks my writing's getting a little cryptic.

Lorule geography lesson: There are seven provinces. North- Termina (contains the city of Clock Town) / Northwest- Outset (coastal region) / Southwest- Koholint (coastal region) / South- Deku (related to Faron Woods) / Southeast- Seers (named after Valley of Seers in Hyrule Warriors) / East- Ikana (related to Hyrule's Lanayru Province) / Northeast- Snowhead (related to Snowpeak).

Just a reminder: If you haven't already, please tell me if you want this to be a trilogy or a very long story. Thanks.

To be continued.

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