Chapter 12 is here! This was a tricky chapter to write. But we're reaching the finale!
Also, some of you may notice that I finally got the Image Manager to work, so now all of my stories have covers!
With that out of the way, on to the finale! And don't forget to review!
Chapter 12: Confronting The Unfeeling
Link and the emotions came to a giant platform hanging in midair. They were greeted by a sinister laugh.
"Well, well," came the voice of The Unfeeling. "I'm impressed how you've come this far."
Anger stepped out. "Show yourself, you demon!" he exclaimed.
Then The Unfeeling slowly rose up from the floor like a sea monster emerging from water. He revealed his shadowy body and his sinister grin. "So it is true," he said, "that you carry the Sword of Emotion with you. It's no wonder you all managed to get to me. But I'm afraid it's too late to save your precious princess. For I have already absorbed four of her emotions! Just one more left and she will have nothing left but logic to control her!"
Fear and Sadness gasped. Anger growled at the shadow being. "YOU MONSTER!" he yelled, raising his sword. He was about to charge at The Unfeeling, but Fear held him back.
The Unfeeling chuckled. "Do you honestly think that sword will save you from me?" he mused. "Since you are all outside of your host's mind, this should be all too easy! Watch now as the hunted becomes the hunter! It's time for you all to meet your destiny!"
THE UNFEELING
The Unfeeling started to change his shape. He grew larger and larger. His face grew. Six tentacles sprouted from his form, three on each side of his face. He opened his mouth, his normally bared teeth now separated. He let out a hissing roar.
He reached out each of his tentacles at the emotions. Link and the emotions slashed their swords at the tentacles that came at them, but they wouldn't stop reaching out for them. The group fought long and hard to avoid the demon's grasp.
"DO NOT TRY TO RESIST ME!" The Unfeeling shrieked. He shot his tentacles at the emotions.
One by one, The Unfeeling grabbed them all and lifted them up off the ground. Then he slowly started to drain their essence. The colors of the emotions started flowing through the tentacles into The Unfeeling's body.
As The Unfeeling slowly drained the emotions of their strength, Link felt a sharpshooting pain in his head. He bent over onto his knees, gripping his forehead and writhing in agony.
"NOW, LINK!" The Unfeeling hissed. "ACCEPT YOUR FATE! YOU ARE BETTER OFF WITHOUT YOUR EMOTIONS, AS IS EVERYONE IN THIS PATHETIC WORLD! COWER BEFORE ME IF YOU SO WISH, BUT I WILL HAVE NO SYMPATHY! LOGIC SHALL RULE ALL OF MANKIND!"
Fear, having heard The Unfeeling's words to Link, felt especially worried. Having recently discovered his purpose, he had to do something to save Link and the other emotions. But at the same time, he was afraid of going up against The Unfeeling. However, his fear of losing his family overpowered that other fear.
A bold and determined face came to Fear. He pulled out his sword and, with what remaining strength he had, sliced the tentacle that gripped him. The tentacle dissolved, and The Unfeeling shrieked in pain. Fear landed onto the ground. He looked up at The Unfeeling, who was glaring back at Fear.
"YOU WRETCHED BRAT!" The Unfeeling shrieked.
"You think I'm a coward, do ya?!" Fear challenged. He pulled out his slingshot and aimed with shaking hands at The Unfeeling's face.
The Unfeeling laughed maniacally. "YOU HONESTLY THINK THAT PUNY LITTLE THING WILL SAVE YOU FROM ME?"
Fear, not responding to the demon's words, launched the pellet. Instead of hitting his face, the pellet struck a white circle that hung just below The Unfeeling's face. The Unfeeling shrieked in pain, letting go of the other emotions. The emotions fell to the ground, exhausted and short on strength. Fear ran over to help the others onto their feet.
"C'mon, guys!" Fear said in encouragement. "Let's fight this demon!"
"Didn't you hear him?" Sadness said weakly. "It's no use resisting him. Zelda's too far gone to be saved. There is no hope left. Our quest was in vain."
"No it isn't!" Fear said as he helped Anger get up. "As Anger said before, we're gonna save her no matter what!"
Anger was puzzled about Fear's new attitude. "What's gotten into you, beanpole?"
"We have so much more to lose if we let him win!" Fear said. "I'm willing to keep my family safe from any harm!"
Everyone stood up. "You're right, Fear," Joy agreed. "But if we're gonna beat him, we're gonna do it together." He hugged Fear.
"Thanks, Joy," Fear said. "But now's not the time for hugging! Let's fight this guy!"
"Okay," Disgust said. "What's your strategy?"
"That demon is gonna keep trying to grab us with its tentacles," Fear explained. "As long as we can keep those things at bay, he can't grab us. We have to aim for that white circle just below his face; that's his weak spot."
"Let's do this!" Anger cheered.
Just then, The Unfeeling managed to recover from his shot of pain. "YOU WEAKLINGS! I'LL CRUSH YOU ALL!"
The emotions prepared for battle.
Fear's plan was working. Anger kept the crawling tentacles at bay. Disgust shot arrows at The Unfeeling's weak spot.
Link got up to his feet, recovering from his head pain. He saw the combined efforts of his emotions fighting The Unfeeling. He was in awe.
Fear stood next to Link. "Link!" he said. "The Unfeeling is at his weakest! Strike him now!"
Link drew his sword, jumped into the air, and cut through The Unfeeling's face. The Unfeeling fell over onto the ground.
The Unfeeling was breathing hard. He had very little strength left. He could barely move his body. Link pointed his sword at the fallen demon.
"You got something wrong, Unfeeling," Link declared. "Emotions don't make us weak; they make us strong. They make us who we are."
The Unfeeling didn't have the strength to respond. The emotions walked up next to Link. Link's sword began to glow.
"Emotions are what give us the strength and the will to do what is right. Wiping them out is not the answer."
Disgust nodded. He pulled out his sword and pointed it at The Unfeeling. "We share disgust for your evil intentions..."
The two swords glowed brighter.
Anger joined in with his sword in hand. "...And we share anger for what you have done..."
Fear joined in as well. "...And fear of losing those we care for..."
Sadness was next. "...Sadness for if we do fail..."
Joy was last. "...And the joy of victory!"
All six swords pointed at The Unfeeling, glowing as bright as they ever could. The light engulfed The Unfeeling's entire body.
"NO! THIS CANNOT BE! YOU CAN'T BE DOING THIS!"
The Unfeeling's body began to fall apart. His shadow particles began drifting away and disintegrating into thin air. Before long, there was nothing left of him.
