At this time, everyone at the fair were packing up and heading home. And since no one had a watch on them, and neither do I, I'd estimate that the time was around 3:00 only a couple of hours after the two went into the castle. If you're wondering, the meet and greet with the princess was pretty short lived actually. I mean sure, Zelda had a royal introduction, but aside from that there wasn't a lot of conversation going on. Except, however, for Zelda telling Marcus to explore while she and Link discussed some very important matters. Yeah, so not much to go off of, but, it's not to say that it isn't important. So here we are, Marcus is observing the castle. He had to admit, it was very decorative. With all the tapestry and the torches, he almost thought he went back in time. However, he grew tired of looking at the inside of the castle entrance and went around checking other places. Unbeknown to him, he was about to take his first step to his destiny.
Marcus had to breathe, he was really trying to soak in everything that happened. Traveled a portal thing? Check. Find out you are somehow destined for unachievable greatness? Double check. Destroy whatever villain? Uncheck. It seemed as though this world really depended on him. But why? What villain will he face? He obviously wasn't getting answers from that Link character. He doubted he'd be able to reach a phone to ask Mario either. He checked his surroundings, he was a while away from where he had started, which in his case, he thought some space was necessary. It was there he decided to sit down and take a break. He pulled out his sword (which did get easier to carry) and set it on his lap. He hadn't actually got a good look at it since he got it. It certainty was an oddly shaped sword. It had an appearance like a curvy red and blue "X" that pointed at the tip as well a sharp silver line in between with a criss cross circle etched on. Marcus looked at the symbol cautiously. He still had yet to know what it meant, but that was when he noticed something else. The reflection seemed off. He quickly glanced at his surroundings before looking at the reflection again. It looked as though there was a doorway right behi-
Wham! Marcus fell backwards without hesitation. His head ached as his eyes started to see what was around him. Or what he couldn't see. Wherever he was it was pitch black. He stood up and watched as the door started to disappear. He looked back. "Weird." He thought as he put his sword away. He took a lit torch next to the door and started to wave it in front of him, just in case if someone was in there. When no one came out, he slowly walked in. He also lit up the other torches he found, for reasons to obvious to explain. When the room was lit, the only two things he noticed was some tapestry and some kind of sack dummy. He didn't give a lot of thought of the tapestry until he noticed the symbol underneath. The same one he had on his sword. He averted his gaze on the dummy and looked at the piece more carefully. Then he noticed someone familiar within the art. Was that… Mario? His curiosity peaked when he looked higher. So many people in this piece, wait, were those… HANDS!? He started looking higher before reaching the top. What the heck? A blue man? What is all that about?
He tried to continue his thoughts. But was shocked to see another figure behind him. Marcus stumbled in surprise, nearly knocking over the other items in the room. "I don't think you're supposed to be here." The figure said slowly walking to Marcus. Marcus stammered before getting a better look at the person addressing him. "H-Hey." He started "Were you the one I saw in the castle?" The figure paused for a second a folded its arms. "My name's Shiek. And yes, you did see me.". The figure, now known as Shiek helped Marcus off from the floor. Marcus could tell that something was off about this "Shiek" guy. "Maybe it was his voice?" He thought. Shiek noticed his delay before asking the kid to exit the room. The black haired teen turned around to glance at the picture before he followed this mysterious stranger. Little did he know, however, that his sheath hit the dummy, and while unseen, a shadow-bug left from his sword.
