Creations Bane
Chapter Eleven
4. Aug. 2008
l2set
notes: all right, i updated a bit faster, but not as quickly as some of you would like, i know. i'm awful, but my beta-reader, Kyrie, is not. she's great and made this chapter awesome regardless of how short it might be, okay?
thanks for the reviews, sorry i didn't answer them personally! i hope this chapter clears up any left-over confusion, if it does, please email me and i will try to fix that!
and i am not sure if i have mentioned this in previous chapters but Bran belongs to my friend Kristen, she gave him to me so i could play with him. thanks girly!
I launched myself at Link, colliding with his body; the force of the blow knocked him off balance and sent us into the sands around the Temple. I screamed at him, cursing his very existence and for poisoning my own against me. Everything on this journey was a lie.
I hit him repeatedly with my fists, over and over again; the sound of his flesh smacking against mine sickened me but I couldn't stop. Someone had to be punished for the ruse that my life had become now. Just a fucking puppet on a string for the Goddesses, for Zelda. I was vaguely aware that he wasn't fighting back and that he was bleeding all over my hands. Link just let me go at him, yelling and crying about the lie my life really was.
I heard a strange sound through my screaming, like something ripping violently through the sand. The hero grabbed my hands, finally ending the beating I was giving him. He stood up, pulling me with him; I protested as he tossed me over his shoulder, and then I saw them. Leevers, heading quite quickly towards us. Link ran for the steps of the Temple, flinging us onto the stony platform.
He landed heavily on top of me, breathing hard; his lip was bleeding and his left eye was swollen shut. I closed my eyes but refused to apologize. Everything was his fault anyway; if he hadn't needed a guide, then I wouldn't have been brought back to life after the death of Bran. No matter what Zelda saw in her visions, the Goddesses had made me the guide for the hero and it would always be my duty, no matter who had control of my body.
"Link! Sheik!" I heard Navi call; she flew over to us quickly, smacking me in the head as I felt Link roll off me. "Boys!"
I laughed at the sound of exasperation in her voice. I didn't open my eyes, but I could physically feel the anger radiating off her over my actions towards Link. Navi hovered over me, waiting for me to acknowledge her. I threw an arm over my eyes, telling her silently that she wasn't going to get what she wanted.
"Did you know?" I asked; she settled on my nose gently. "Did you know that I wasn't who I was?"
"You mean when we met you in the past?" I nodded. "Yes and no. We knew it wasn't you, but it looked so much like you, almost felt like you . . . but we were unsure."
"I died. The Goddesses put me to rest so my body could be reborn - but they didn't foresee Ganon returning and I am the only one who can guide the hero," I told Navi, still refusing to look at her. "This whole journey, all these memories have been a lie."
"No it hasn't," Navi said, and I finally looked at her. I glanced at Link, who is still lying on the ground, bleeding. I sat up. "Everything here that you've accomplished with us has not been a lie."
"It's not the whole truth either, no one told me! I should've known! It might have made a difference with -"
"What would it change? By decree you still would've been here, only filled with resentment and wanting us to fail as you think the Goddesses failed you - but this, this isn't about you, it never has been. All of this is about Hyrule and the fate of the world; we're just guides to make sure that Link takes us out of the darkness," Navi railed, her pink body slowly darkening blue.
I just stared at the fairy, her words sinking into me. It didn't matter that I had died, that my body had been given to another soul. Navi was right; none of this had ever been about me, and it was never about anyone but Link and his duties to the land and its Goddesses. I wanted to scream. Instead, I looked over at Link.
"Are you going to get up?" I asked, still not wanting to apologize. I could hear Navi muttering under her breath, I could only assume it had something to do with our attitudes. "The Temple isn't going to rid itself of enemies."
He shook his head from where he was resting. I couldn't take my eyes off him, his face bruised and bloodied from my own hands. The same blood that was most likely all over my hands. Link didn't move from his spot; he continued to just stare into the sky.
"Did you hear me?" I questioned him; he finally pushed himself up and turned to face the Temple. We had wasted enough time; the Twins were waiting for us. "Pretty scary, aren't they?"
"We've met them. It looks like fun," Navi chimed in, and Link and I headed into the Temple.
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