Chapter fourteen
Hidden fortress of Ganon's army, somewhere on the great sea, present day-
Shadow Link stormed through the corridors of the fortress, in an even fouler Mood than usual. Miniblins and Bokoblins scurried to get out of his way, lest they become the target of his foul temper. It had been a over a day since Shadow Link had killed anything, and the longer he went without causing any suffering, the angrier he got.
As he passed by the Moblin barracks, he saw two of them fighting over a keg of rum stolen from a Gerudo pirate ship. The two moblins circled each other, lunging with deadly spear thrusts. Shadow Link smiled in approval. "Very Good. Have the winner kill the loser, or I'll finish both of you off myself!" He yelled into the room, before moving on.
As he headed down the corridor, a swarm of keese and Helmarocs flew out the window, going to their nightly patrols of the waters surrounding the hidden base. Darknuts patrolling the hallways saluted Shadow Link as he passed, but he took little notice of them. As second in command, it was his duty to keep order in the ranks during the periods Lord Ganon was either dead or sealed away. And Shadow Link believed in ruling his troops by fear, and showed no respect for them, even when the were doing their jobs correctly.
Nearly as evil as his creator Ganon, Shadow Link was one of the most vile abominations to ever walk the world of Hylia. A cruel Sadist, he fed off the suffering and misery he could cause others. The happiness and joy of others was a vile poison to him, and he would do anything to snuff it out where ever he found it. He hated the pleasure of others almost as much as he hated this cramped base they had been forced to move into, following the destruction of the forsaken fortress by the great Dragon, Valoo. Because of this, it now took even less to set off his foul temper than usual.
Coming down some stairs, the vile shadow entered the slave pens. Here, prisoners from all the races taken during raids on the various islands sat huddled together, cold and hungry. They would be forced to do work around the fortress- such as preparing meals- until they were worked to death. After which, their remains would be turned over to the darknuts and moblins for... nourishment. The squad of Stalfos who guarded the prisoners were completely immune to their desperate pleas for food, water, and mercy.
"Look at you...all of you! Pathetic and weak!" Shadow Link spat at the slaves in contempt. "I don't know why the Hero wastes his time and energy protecting you!" The huddled prisoners looked upon him with terror, all too afraid to speak. Most of them were too weak and dispirited to fight back anyway."You fools make me sick!"
In a rage, he drew his sword, and cut down a Deku scrub standing in front of him. He then turned, and stabbed a young Goron through the heart, ending his life. As he was about to attack on elderly Rito, a Hylian woman jumped in front of him.
"Stop! Please stop! Haven't you caused us enough pain?" She screamed in his face. "Please, leave us alone!"
Shadow Link violently slapped her across the face, sending her sprawling to the ground. "One of you still has the spirit to fight back! Wonders never cease!" He picked up the young Hylian by the throat, and gazed upon her dirty, tear-stained face. "Hmm, a pretty little thing you are. Well, lets see if you can keep that fiery spirit up... with what I have planned for you!"
He dropped her, and walked over to a stalfos guard. "Have her sent to my private chambers in about an hour." He then turned back to the girl. "This will be a night you long remember, my dear... if you survive it!" Shadow Link stormed out of the Slave pens, leaving the young woman sobbing on the floor.
The vile shadow then went upstairs to the Wizzrobes chambers. Here, many of the dark wizards were hovering over spell books and cauldrons, chanting dark incantations, and working evil spells. As Shadow Link looked on, two of them pulled a vicious centaur-like creature from an alchemy pool, freshly created through the Wizzrobes sinister sorcery. It gave a loud roar of defiance, as if announcing it's creation to the world.
"Magnificent, is it not?" The head Wizzrobe said proudly, walking up behind Shadow link. "It's a vicious brute, but very intelligent. It can wield two beam-shooting swords, and spit fire. It is one of the toughest monsters we have ever manufactured for lord Ganon's army."
"What do you call it?" The vile Shadow asked curiously.
"A Lynel, my lord. Half Hylian, half Lion." The Wizzrobe replied goulishly. "We hope to have a dozen or so made by the end of the week, and more on the way... thanks to your generous donations of Slaves from the pens as test subjects."
"Make sure you do, Pol." Shadow Link growled. "We didn't steal all those Boku Baba seeds from the forest haven so you and your Wizzrobes could squander them on your foolish magical experiments."
"Worry not, my Lord!" Pol replied soothingly. "We are using all of the seeds to magically create your Army! But I wonder... what of the hero of the winds?"
"Do not concern yourself with the Hero Pol!" Shadow Link said menacingly. "I shall deal with him. You merely keep your attention on the task you have been given."
"As you command, my lord!" Pol replied, bowing. "Soon, you will have a mighty force, ready and willing to conquer the great sea in the name of the Ganon, the great king of evil!"
"Our master will be well pleased with me when he returns, should this task be accomplished." Shadow Link turned to leave. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a courageous beauty who is going to spend some 'quality time' with me tonight." A dark smile spread across his face. "And I don't want to keep her waiting."
Shadow Link's twisted laughter echoed throughout the fortress as he departed.