Two Flaming-Titans of Crimson-Red and Royal-Purple smashed against the other, cratering the ground they stood upon with the shockwave alone. Heat radiated from the mass of pure light that was their Fire and scorched the ground nearby. Unlocking from their crossed arms, the Purple-Titan kicked itself off only to charge again. Echoes rang out as a barrage of flames came from his fists, pulses of Fire as bright as his Daughter's Eyes burned the Beast that stood it's ground.
The Beast snarled and proceeded to headbutt it's challenger, stunning the adversary briefly. Trunks of rock and crystal were molded into Forearms and Claws of Crimson-Fire, slashing at the opposing Flames in unadulterated Fury. The mongrel dared to challenge the Alpha?! It would show the Dreg where it belonged!
The Huntsman and Beast traded blows, each not letting up in stubborn pride as they pummeled the other. The Huntsman jumped and landed a few blows on the Giant's back, only for spikes to grow from the hits and toss him onto the ground in pain. The Alpha quickly pounced onto the Dreg, slashing at it with a manic fervor. The Hunter could only block the hits in a growing act of desperation, meeting flaming claws with molten fists.
It was a stalemate, Huntsman and Beast not giving in as their attacks met the other. It wasn't enough and the Beast was quick to attest to that. Roaring in impatience, it kicked the challenger away and proceeded to hunch over as a cloak of fire enveloped it's being. The Huntsman that was punted across the courtyard was quick to flip and skid into a ready stance, only to see his Hunted being covered in flickering flames.
As the steadily growing veil of fire morphed and shifted, the Huntsman was quick to power up all the same. With a glare of defiance, he stood his ground and shouted. "HAAAHH!" Pillars of molten Amethyst sprouted from his arms and grew the visible Aura of heat surrounding him. With a bend of his knees, he jumped, rocketing to the sky in a streak of light and stood stock still high in the air. Like a Star about to die out he grew out and Burned, filling the Night sky with a new glow.
The Beast, now on all fours, stared menacingly at the Purple-Star in the sky, more Power coursing through it's crystal life-stream. With a cock of the head and a howl, it quickened the surge. A Maw of flames was formed from it's crystals, surrounding the beast. It shifted, growing the same Crimson-eyes and building a Snout fitted with Tusks of White-hot fire. A flickering Mane grew out of the coalescing back of the flame-Beast that surrounded the Alpha. Forelegs and Claws grew in and a burst of fire pulsed out, finishing the veil.
The flame-Beast clawed the ground, melting what was left of the crater it stood in, and it crouched it's legs slightly in anticipation. With an open Maw, it Roared a shout of Challenge and Battle, and jumped to meet the Star. Not one to back down, the Huntsman did the same and cocked back a tower of Amethyst, streaking down to meet his Hunted. With a Shout and a Roar, Huntsman and Beast struck and Power burst out.
A mighty explosion rang out as they backed off onto the ground, indenting and scorching the ground they fought upon. Not a second after landing the two charged forth again, meeting the other with a ringing boom. Wills of Fire battled against each other as a Beast of White-hot flames clawed against the growing tide of Amethyst-Lava. In the center of the Fire was a Man and Beast, each trying to push the other in a bout of strength.
Both of their eyes were wide and shone bright with Fury and Grim Determination, staring their counterpart down as they locked arms, trying to push the other down. Two mystical forces clashed, Aura and otherworldly Power fought against the other. The Huntsman kicked and the Beast snapped, both trying to wear the other down to be finished.
No one could expect the two differing powers to suddenly condense into a small orb of a mixed violet and crimson, only to suddenly expand into a Pillar-of-Flames, all flickering between the aforementioned colors.
The two, still locked in their desperate act of wrestling the other into submission, could not have expected it all the same, and both were caught into the expanse, getting seared from the still growing pillar. Cries of Pain and Anguish shot out as they burned in the mixture of two powers that were never meant to meet.
It was here that the spectators in the form of a downed Ruby and a shocked Link were quickly snapped out of their stupor, immensely worried for the man in the midst of the heat that they could feel.
"DAD!" The little Rose was mortified, her father was dying! Scenarios of having to live without her only remaining parent quickly coursed through her mind and she panicked, tears springing from her Silver-eyes. She tried to run to him, knowing she needed to help in any way she could, but was quickly pulled back by the other spectator as he quickly wrapped his arms around her midriff and tried to hold her back as best as he could.
"Let Me Go! I Need To Help Him! Dad, DAD!" She tried to claw her way out of the boy's grip, cascades of tears falling from her eyes. Why wasn't her Semblance working?! She barely used any of her Aura, why did it have to stop now?! She could only wail and reach out to her burning father, wanting the night to be over already.
To Link, he was utterly surprised by the newfound revelation of the family being way more than they seemed. He knew they had weapons and could fight, that much he was aware of. It didn't take much to show it to a somewhat trained eye, the way they walked with confidence, how they held themselves in situations, and their telltale readiness an action at a moment's notice.
It was something to behold as he saw a flaming Yang Xiao-Long burn as bright as the Sun, attacking the Giant-Flaming-Wolfos with the fury of an enraged berserker. Then he witnessed a fight he just couldn't comprehend. He shouldn't have been surprised, but he had never expected Taiyang, the fatherly man that took him in, to behold such powerful Magic!
It was insane, otherworldly, something he would have never believed had he not seen it himself! And the Wolfos, Goddesses the Wolfos! He had seen Octorocks as big as a ship, a Magtail strong enough to hurt the Dragon-God Valoo, Molgeras large enough to swallow an Island!
It should've been no worry to see a giant flaming Crystal-Wolfos in retrospect, but the Hero knew something was off. It was faint, but he felt something he felt just days ago, something telling him to lay prostrate before the feeling of Power with no Equal. He looked to the faded outline of the Triforce on his left hand, having an inkling of what was happening.
Before he could do anything else to get the girl in his arms to stop struggling, the tower of shifting-flames suddenly petered out and leaving the two figures that were in the midst of it looking unscathed. Of course, something was wrong.
The Wolfos seemed fine, better in fact. Embers of both Crimson and Violet licked it's scarred skin, relishing under the light of a new master as it danced welcomingly along the crystals that adorned the Beast. The Huntsman only stood stock still, arms wide at his side and face contorted into a post-agony stress with Blue-eyes drained of life.
The Monster tossed the Huntsman aside, the challenger unworthy even a solitary glance after such a pitiful excuse of a fight. Taiyang was sent tumbling across the ruined courtyard, kicking up heated dirt and dust as he bodily spun a ways away from the site.
Ruby pulled out of the boy's slackened arms as she ran after her Father, heeding no mind to anything else at the time. "Dad!" She reached him, knees scraping the dirty and charred floor of the once grassy plain. Tears still pouring from her eyes she shook him another time, hoping desperately for him to wake up. "Daddy! Dad Please Get Up!" Taiyang wouldn't move, his Blue-eyes wide open and devoid of any emotion.
Link felt a pang of grief; none of this should've happened. He turned to the source of all the pain, glaring hatefully at it. Gripping the hammer that was held to his back, he pulled it into a firm grasp with both of his hands. The Wolfos, noticing the motion, was quick to turn it's head towards it's latest adversary, and sniffed the air around the dreg. It was awash with more visions.
A Golden Figure emitting Forest-Green light stood above it, looking down upon it impassively yet judging at the same time. The image shifted to a familiar red and rocky earth, only for the earth to grow vast plains of grass and trees, with new life sprouting forth. It was calming to it, but yet again did the vision shift.
It was of a Two-Legs, standing against the Alpha tall and proud. It drew something from it's back, but the image shifted between differing variations of the Two-Legs as it drew the slowly shining light. It would grow, shrink, age only to grow young again, and would continue shifting. The forms all stood resolute as they rose the pillar of Light from their backs and angled it towards the Alpha, standing strong against the Beast.
Despite gaining more Power, it felt that it knew one thing. It was going to die.
The Wolfos' head snapped back, as if being suddenly inflicted with pain. It's eyes shown a brief fear as it stared upon the Hero with a sense of recognition, before growling and readying into a pounce. It would not fall to such a child, it had Power, drained from the mongrels that it fought!
Whether or not the Hero had seen the bout of vertigo pass through the Wolfos, he didn't show it as he readied into a stance. Crouched low with both arms and Hammer out to his left, he stared the Crystal-Wolfos down fiercely. The Wolfos, with the ferocity of an animal being backed into a corner could only do one thing, pounce and flail wildly at the Hero in hopes of finishing him quickly.
The Warrior could only calmly wait for the Beast to reach him and in one final second, just before it could reach him with an attack, he rolled through it's hind legs and smashed against it's giant back, stunning it briefly as small cracks appeared upon the crystalline armor plating. Warring crimson and violet flames licked out of the crystal and charged at the boy of their own accord, having him dash away in haste.
Stray embers licked at his skin, burning him with a surprising amount of heat. The Wolfos pounced with it's flames, and the Hero rolled again, this time readying into a jump. He soared overhead, striking the Beast in it's spiked forearm with a ring and another spider-web of cracks formed. It continued, the Hero waiting for the impatient Beast to pounce and the Beast getting hurt more and more.
Chips and shards of crystal fell from the cracks, imploding and spouting flames from their stumps. He was damaging it! Elated by the news he readied another maneuver, only to be smacked into the ground by a furious strike of a crystal-flaming claw. He cried out in pain, instinct taking over as he rolled away as soon as he could, getting onto his feet in haste.
The Alpha was infuriated as the farce of a fight continued on, the little child sending quakes of pain and flame down it's body. This child had already done more damage than the previous challenger did, and it was confused. This little dreg had no Power, only tenacity! How was it able to damage the Beast?! It shook into a whirl of slashes and strikes, wanting the child dead before it. It would eat this one with earnest.
The Hero, however, was thankful for the blessing from the Goddesses in the form of his hammer and bracelets.
The Skull Hammer, he could remember the King of Red Lions saying, was an extremely heavy thing, being made out of an ancient Dragon's skull and the same ancient alloy used to make the Master Sword itself. It was unwieldy, never to be used in the hands of the unworthy, and it showed.
The Power Bracelets, however, allowed him to do just that, wield it. Although they didn't grant him immense physical strength, they granted him the ability to wield and carry things 10 times his size and 100 times his weight, maybe even more so. They were handed down, possibly by the Hero of Time himself and so on, so he treasured the relics that he found.
They were gifts for his prolonged quest for the Triforce, in which he realized he neglected a bit in the back of his mind, but he was grateful nonetheless. He was quick to jump away as more flames came from a furious Wolfos pouncing on him in his distracted state. His clothes slightly singed as he weaved through the flames, desperately trying to not get hit by the towering beast.
A visible sweat poured down as he continued backing away from the flurry of slashed and jabs of Fire, knowing he was treading dangerous waters. Glancing around the battlefield, he noticed the crater that was made in the earlier fight, and an epiphany stuck as he dashed towards the hole with a Wolfos hot on his heels. Tucking into a roll, he went with the momentum as he readied his Hammer, and as he spun forward, he smashed the Hammer into the ground next to the crater.
The ground caved and shook as both the Hero and Wolfos were pulled in, both tumbling down the rudimentary walls in a wave of earth. The Alpha roared and clawed as it tried to dig itself out, flames melting the growing tide in haste, only for the magma to pour onto it's body and burn it. The Hero was not in a better position, chunks of rock and earth kicking at him as he dropped down, heated fatigue striking him briefly.
The Hero got a steady hold on his hammer as he looked upon the Wolfos squirming in liquefied earth and rock, roaring in frustration. Although surprised at how simple it was to trap the Beast, he took advantage of it's trapped state in relish, and rose the Skull Hammer high. Reaching with all his might, he slammed the head of the hammer down onto the crystal helm of the Beast with a cry, shaking the earth and it's body.
Tremors shook through the Alpha as the Two-Legs child continued smashing at it, smashing against the crystals that lined it's body. It wouldn't fall, it had Power. Flexing it's Crystal-Claws, in broke through the shell forming around it and built up more Power as it crawled out of the rubble.
The Hero, in the middle of preparing another swing, was shocked to be knocked away into the opposite wall of the crater by a back-handed swing of a flaming claw. Dust billowed out from the impact of the boy being thrown, creating a noticeable indentation into the wall. He groaned and shook off the dizziness in time to see the Wolfos get onto all fours with a snarl.
Sensing something big about to happen, he quickly strapped the hammer onto his back as best he could and pulled out the Wind Waker. Wind and a slight melody picked up as he jumped, the gust carrying him out and away from the crater that was heating up.
The Wolfos paused as it heard a familiar tune, wincing slightly at how Holy it was, but it shook it off. It needed to kill the child here and now. With a familiar stance and a Roar to the shattered Moon above, it was covered in a veil of Flames that shifted and morphed. Something was off, the clashing purple and red were still warring with each other, becoming unstable.
The Alpha howled as it suddenly became struck with Agony, feeling two condensed energies trying and failing to coalesce as one. The sense of purity struck it even harder than before, breaking the beast down as it howled, needed the pain to stop. The flames swirled, growing upwards and out into one massive blaze of morphing red and purple. Images broke out, a tusked-Beast holding a trident, a Man with twin-blades, a dark-King garbed in regalia, and so on.
It burned the Alpha even more, numbing and drowning out all senses. It needed to stop the pain! It needed to gather more Power!
A despondent Ruby Rose, kneeling over the prone form of her father, was snapped back to attention as she heard a familiar howl. Turning around, she saw Link soar through the air, looking tattered and cut up, and away from a growing blaze that was the Beowolf. Righteous anger and Vengeance course through her veins as she gawked at the fire that had the telltale signs of her Father's Aura, and quickly looked around for her missing scythe.
Finding it by the unconscious form of her sister whom was propped up against the cabin's outer-wall, she dashed on over to it, noting she still couldn't use her Semblance. She grabbed it, slightly unbalanced by the weight not being held up with the help of Aura, and checked it over. She had to get this right or it would all go wrong in an instant.
Hastily performing a quick maintenance check as to why it wouldn't mecha-shift, she saw Link in the corner of her eye, leaping away in hysteria from the frenzied Grimm with the help of his wand, and quickened her pace. She found the jam, a pebble of all things, and ripped it out of the springs of the mechanism. It instantly shifted into a high-powered sniper rifle and she looked over the magazine in earnest, noting that it had her telltale Gravity Bullets.
She had 5 rounds, 4 in the magazine and 1 in the chamber, time to make use of them. Rifle in hand, she turned to the raging Grimm chasing after her flying friend, prepared to give it the smackdown of the century in the form of .50 cal Gravity Bullets.
"Hey Buddy!" All activity on the field stopped, the Hero and Beast turning to the Huntress-in-training standing in the middle of the field. In an act of perfect and almost comical sync, the two held out a hand and claw respectively and pointed at themselves, confused by who the girl was referring to. "This is for my Family!" She shouted her righteous vendetta, steadying her Crescent Rose as she readied to pull the trigger, and fired.
The bullet that could warp gravity itself pierced through the air, impacting the slightly open mouth of the Beowolf, breaking it's jaw with a loud crack. It howled in pain, flames quickly seeping out of the wound and cracks as the blaze tried to heal it's master. Ruby was visibly thrown back by the sheer recoil of what the bullet did, sailing through the air with an audible "Oof!"
Link was shocked by whatever the Rose did, but quickly took advantage as best as he could. Flames lashed out at him, trying to protect their pained-vessel, and he burned, mystical flames seeping into his dirty cuts. He felt like he was being cauterized, but the infamous tenacity of a Chosen Hero pushed through as he tucked into another roll, readying another blow through the magical bonfire.
He could only hold for so long as he was smashed away by the flailing of the Wolfos, echoes of agony coming from it's cries. Another suffering soul, he noted absently whilst he was being thrown into the ground. He was at an impasse, not knowing what to do with the situation that he was given. He needed another way to cool it down, snuff the fires as briefly as he could.
He got up, exhaustion filling his tired frame as he panted heavily. He was cut up, dirtied and charred, limbs feeling heavy as he wiped some blood off his chin. Nothing he wasn't used to, sadly. He went over his kit, hammer, bracelets and Wind Waker. A storm wouldn't be enough to snuff the flames, nor would wind, so his only options were to either smash it's kneecaps into oblivion or play it a very deadly song. Joy.
Then an idea struck, and the boy quickly shouted at the dizzy girl, gesturing at his knees with a series of sounded explosions and pained shouts. He had to jump out of the way with another flourish of the Wind Waker as the Wolfos smashed into the ground where he stood just seconds ago, a small indent into the earth being made with the blow.
Ruby quickly realized what he was referring to, and nodded to herself. Right, she needed to make this work here and now! She readied herself and waited, calming herself for the perfect shot.
Link, still in the midst of flying away with desperate and panicked swishes of the Wind Waker, saw Ruby take a kneeled and ready stance in the distance. Time to pray to the Goddesses he did enough damage for this to work. Swerving harshly in midair, he tucked into another roll as he headed in the girl's general direction, a flaming Wolfos high in the air behind him and dropping in rapidly.
He dashed, pleading for the girl to take her shot as he ran from the Blaze that was falling towards him. His pleas were answered in the form of an audible crack and a warping of air as the girl he was running to was knocked back by recoil. Disheartened, the Hero turned around and tried to make do of the situation, only to see the aforementioned blaze fall out of the sky and slam into the ground next to him.
No time to waste, he took the hammer from his back as flames danced towards him yet another time. No matter, he had to finish this. A wave of fire flowed over the boy as he readied his hammer, smashing against the chest-plate of clashing royal Amethyst and dark Ruby. Strike! Again! Strike! He continued the onslaught, hoping to finish it now as he struck the downed Wolfos. It was for naught as a flaming-claw grabbed him and he dropped his hammer, the claw raising him high, burning and crushing his small body in it's grasp.
The Alpha was injured, bleeding fire from cracks and malformed crystal. It had done it! It would crush the little thing and gain whatever Power it could! It's body was broken and twisted, it's leg having been broken by whatever the other dreg did. Cracks streamlined it's armor and spikes, bits and pieces replaced with clashing-fire It was tired but now the pain would stop with the death of the tick.
The Beast squeezed, eliciting howls of pain and anguish from the boy trapped in it's unforgiving death-grip.
Ruby Rose groaned as she got up, only to hear Link crying out in pain. She got up, exiting the empty round in her rifle's chamber to make way for another, and saw a terrible sight. An injured Beowolf holding up her First Friend with a flaming-claw, crushing him in it's grip. She clenched Crescent Rose in fury and worry, no one else was dying on her watch! She was going to be a Huntress, a Hero!
With her sights trained on the Beowolf, she scanned it over for any weak points she could potentially exploit. She noted the huge depress and web of a crack in the center of the chest-armor of the Grimm, and quickly aimed for it. With a quick breath, she closed one eye and trained directly on the center of the indent. Too bad it stood still, and she pulled the trigger.
A vortex swished out of the barrel of the rifle, a bullet heading to pierce and crush whatever it hit.
The Alpha was in the midst of crushing the tick in a crazed glee, stopping when it felt something pierce it's torso, only to feel numb soon afterwards.
The Hero was struggling in the grasp, flashes of red and black seeping into his vision until he was suddenly dropped from the death-grip.
The Huntress was once again knocked back, really wishing she had a better hold of the recoil, bruising without the aid of Aura.
All three heads turned to the point of impact and noise, shocked at the sight. The insides of the Beast were warped, blown both inwards and outwards, crystal-armor shattered into pieces. The Beast groaned, slumping forward into a heap. The crystals that lined it's body slowly started shattering, leaving behind a scarred, grey corpse of a tortured soul.
The fire that was trapped in it for so long billowed out of the crystals, Violet-Aura and Crimson-Power fizzing out into the night sky. Glowing red-eyes dimmed as the life left them, finally breaking free from the pain and hunger.
Ruby, ecstatic as she was tired, jumped and ran circles around Link, praising him and herself for their victory. The boy could only crookedly smile, leaning against his propped up left arm, feeling the adrenaline leave his body and the pain kick in. It didn't matter; they won.
He looked at the downed corpse just meters away from him as Ruby continued to gush praises, feeling grief and guilt for the sorry soul. It seems some influence of the Triforce of Power had seeped into the monster of darkness, the Beast not being able to keep back the Holy Force. He sighed, shaking his head slightly. This was wrong, he didn't realize at the time just how imperative it was to gathering the necessary pieces of the Triforce again, wherever they might be, lest they fall into the wrong hands like with the Wolfos.
With a new resolve, the Hero of Winds stood up, only for his battered body to collapse. His cry of pain was heard by the girl that was with him, and she hurried over to his broken form, berating herself for not helping him sooner.
Ruby carried him into an upright position, wincing as he hissed in pain for a moment, asking if he was alright. Although he didn't know what the Rose said, he smiled slightly and nodded, his dirtied blonde hair tossing itself slightly with the motion. She smiled with him, and helped him to his feet in a slow and steady manner. It was only then that the ecstasy left her body and her worries came to the forefront of her mind.
Her Dad lay still on the field, his body not moving an inch from it's original position. Shouting in worry, she fussed and brought Link over to her sister that was just starting to stir in a hurry. Link, wincing slightly at the jerking motion of being pulled, didn't complain as he was brought over to the outer cabin-wall.
Getting down so he could rest his back against the wall, he could only stare at the prone body of Taiyang in worry as Ruby ran over to her father.
"Ugghhhh, did someone get the number of the bus that hit me?" A groaning voice called out and pointed ears perked up slightly, looking down to his left to see the girl start to get up.
"Urp- I think I'm gonna hurl..." Yang murmured, looking down at the ground below her as she shook off her lightheadedness, the dried blood on her face cracking and falling off in bits. She jumped slightly at the feeling of a hand on her shoulder, and looked up to see the beaten and battered form of Link, smiling crookedly down at her. To her, the injuries only made him seem more rugged and Heroic as she blushed and quickly looked down, avoiding eye contact with the boy.
Link was confused but shook it off as he nudged her shoulder to get her attention. Pointing in the direction of the rest of the girls family when she raised her head, the girl's eyes following the direction he was gesturing to. Her eyes widened in shock and worry seeped into her voice as she shouted. "DAD!" She stumbled over to her father, seeing her sister desperately trying to wake him up.
It was when she reached her broken family that her Sister dived into her arms and wept. Hissing in pain at the sudden charge, she held the girl tightly as she tears of her sprouted from her eyes, mourning the loss of her father.
Link averted his gaze, not wanting to intrude on such a private and mournful moment, to the corpse of the Wolfos. Looking at the faded mark of the Triforce on his left hand, he berated himself for his shortcomings, vowing to do better the next time. When he had raised his hand to stare at the mark, he noted the slight glow it gave off, his hand reaching out to the Wolfos.
He was struck with realization as he stumbled forward, body still too weak to move. With some effort he grabbed the Wind Waker in his pocket and sent a slight prayer to the Goddesses. The gentle breeze that wafted along with the humming voice of the familiar chorus acted as a crutch and soothed him, his legs and the wind slowly carrying him towards his destination.
When he reached the Wolfos, he got down onto one knee and knelt, closing his eyes and holding his glowing hand above the head of corpse. Something shone, and a Golden Triangle appeared onto the forehead of the beast as it resonated with his own glowing mark. It shone brighter and brighter as the pieces rang together, as broken as they were, and they hummed in merriment of being together for even a brief moment.
The glowing stopped as the ethereal and glowing spirit of a Dancer was in floating above him, smiling down benevolently. The spirit was just outlines of Red, each line making up a detail of the body, but he knew who this was. He lowered his head, not wanting to disturb the Goddess, only to hear a melodious laugh come from her. Looking up in surprise, he saw her leaning her face close to his.
He snapped back in surprise, falling down to the ground and expecting pain, only to feel none. He looked at his hands in the golden light, shocked to see them healed and mended. Looking over his body, he noticed he was healed but more importantly, he noticed the state of his clothes, they were repaired! Jumping in joy, he turned to thank the Goddess and wondering why she was here. She seemed to notice as well, showing a surprising amount of emotion by bringing her hand up to the back of her head to rub it sheepishly.
Clearing her throat, she started to speak, "Oh Chosen Hero of Farore, you've done yet another service for your Goddesses, for which we are most grateful for no matter how we may seem to show it." The spirit turned to look at the giant corpse of the Wolfos, then to the body of Taiyang. "Such poor souls, undeserving of the fate not even we could've foreseen. Yes, none of us saw this event happening, young Champion, and for that we are deeply sorry. There is little time, but we can at least heal these souls and put them to rest, no?" Turning and finishing with a curtsy and cross of the legs, she looked at the Conductor expectantly. He realized what she asked for and got the Wind Waker out, eyes ready to move with the flow.
The spirit closed their eyes and started humming, going through slow and steady motions of a dance. She spun, her legs taking her across the invisible dance floor she stood upon as she floated around the Conductor. Closing his eyes to the melody, he followed along, prompting the chorus to start anew. Soft intones of voices came to as breezes flowed around the Duo, their dance just starting.
She slightly quickened the pace and the melody followed her soon after, keeping up with the dancer as she twirled and slid, legs and arms flowing into one graceful motion full of passion. The wind picked up slightly, blowing through the grieving family as they mourned their loss and prompting the dancer to quicken the pace even more.
The chorus started to get deep, powerful singing reverberating through the courtyard and the wind blew harder still. Passion and Energy sprung to life, the Dancer quickly moving from her spot near the conductor to the bodies. She spun and leapt above the broken body of the Wolfos, the body starting to glow a Golden hue. She slid across the broken courtyard, the earth mending itself to its original position before the battle.
The chorus sung high and loud, already having garnered the attention of a despondent Yang Xiao-Long and Ruby Rose. The wind flowed through their hair, energizing them and telling them not to mourn, but to celebrate. Their tears were dried as the Dancer leapt over to them, doing a short pirouette above the body of their Father. In a single motion, she reached out and gently tipped the man's forehead with a single finger, a red light surrounding his body.
Having been done and satisfied, she danced her way back to her Conductor, arms and legs moving like the flickering flames of a fire. The Goddess was now above her Conductor once more, doing consistent pirouettes as the melody slowed and the wind humbled. Humming from both the wind and the Goddess came to a stop as they both opened their eyes to gaze at each other.
The Conductor put his arms to his sides and the Dancer took the streams of cloth connecting her wrists and ankles, and they bowed to the other as the wind petered out. She raised her head to look at the boy, the boy doing the same, and they both gave each other silly-grins and laughed. They noticed the glowing bodies with surprise, and as the Goddess shot up into the night sky with a red streak of Light, Link swore he heard her say "Well that's new...".
Confused by what she meant, he looked at the now significantly smaller body of the Wolfos that had stopped glowing. It was hard to discern, as the glaring lights had now faded and his vision had to adjust, but the small figure had suddenly sprung onto him. He was surprised for the umpteenth time this night, and fell down to the ground as the bundle of fur started licking him.
Laughing at the feeling, he held it up and away from him to get a better view. It was a little dog of all things, with a pink tongue lolled out and breathing out in excitement. It had a white underbelly, with a black fur covering the top of the little canine. Strange, he certainly didn't expect this to happen, but he would take it in stride. Putting the dog down as he got up and it tried to crawl up his leg for attention, he noticed two things.
One, there was a Taiyang that seemed confused at where he was, with both of his daughters hugging him tightly in joy. Two, he noticed his *ahem* Goddess, Miss Kei, hurry out of the treeline with a group of what seemed to be Warriors ready for action. Not wanting to intrude on the family's little moment, he raised an arm and waved, calling out to the now confused Doctor with a shout.
It seemed he had a lot of explaining to do. Luckily, he had a way around the language barrier.
A White-skinned woman in flowing dark robes could be seen staring out to a red sky and a shattered moon. She felt a strange disturbance hit a pack of Grimm not too long ago, and so she waited for any sign for what had happened.
Her patience was rewarded in the form of a distant, almost unnoticeable, red streak of light cross the sky and continue on outwards. She curled the edges of her pale lips, Glowing-red eyes narrowing slightly.
"Intriguing."
AN: That's a wrap for the short starting and sudden ending of Arc 1, as haphazard as it was. I have to admit, I'm pretty disappointed with this chapter. Taiyang's fight lasted for like what, 3 minutes? C'mon now. I also took sooo many liberties with it, which I'm sure some of you may have noticed.
It just went along as it could and I went along with it, doing minor edits here and there. Also, the Wind Waker chorus bits are a pain in the ass to get right, as I can't get the right wording for what I want to put into the scenes, but oh well.
Next chapter will be a brief exposition of sorts, explaining why I did this and that, why was Ganon from Twilight Princess shown in the battle, why can Link understand Kei, yada yada. Gotta be canonically accurate despite deriving from the original plot, you knooooooow. Expect no real content 'til like August 17th at least, need to get some stuff situated and planned.
Again, leave a review and stuff, because hell, I have no idea how to feel about my writing so far. Thanks for reading and uh, have a good rest of your day I suppose.