Navi's Sacred Heart

"Somebody asked "What's the meaning of Jazz" and I said 'We're the misfits, and all I can tell you is while you're still sleeping, the saints are still weeping, because those things you call dead haven't yet had the chance to be born.'"

-John Paul Larkin

The Appalachian Mountains. To stand on the grounds of these lands was a privalege. To be secluded from so many other tribes is a blessing, as many other tribes frequently war and quarrell. Her father mentioned the most aggressive tribe of all: The White Man.

The "Americans" wanted them out of the homes they made in the mountains over hundreds of years. They do not care of the tribe's traditions, but want to move them to a "safer" residence. Today her father met with a White man named "General Smith". From what she'd gathered, he is one of the most aggressive men the Americans have to offer. He will go to great lengths to get what he wants. Torture, murder, rape... nothing is below him. Today, his sights were on her lands.

Navi loved her home. Looking out at the vast expanse of trees and mountains makes many feel at peace. The fog brings forth a shroud, masking some of nature's beauty from your eyes. Of course, now the White Man is invading the lands. Ugly black smoke billows from a pipe on his horse-less carriage. A man with a rifle pointed at her.

"Gonna get you, girl."

The horse-less carriage vanished down the road and she went to her father to learn what happened.

"Papa, what do those men want?" she asked. He stared down the road.

"Our home. I refused to give them what they wanted."

"And...?"

He sighed. Navi had never seen her father this serious before.

"They will be back, and with an army, too. Navi, I know how you detest violence, but be prepared to flee. We've not seen the last of that man."

-.-

It was the next day that horses galloped up the roads into the village. Guns sounded and she heard some of the villagers scream. She was sleeping when they found their way to her, and was on her feet in a moment. She grabbed a small knife and hid the best she could behind some crates.

Navi saw the men pass her hut and two quickly glanced in, but waved at their allies.

"Nobody in there."

The screaming was horrible. She snuck to the wall and looked out the door. Hundreds of her tribal members were attacking back with bows, spears, swords, and knives. So many of her friends were falling to the white man's superior weaponry, but she could see more than a few of them fall just as well.

In fact, for a few precious moments, it looked like they were winning. The white men were retreating. Her tribe suffered heavy losses, but they were losing numbers, too. Navi saw her father pick up one of the dead men's rifles and start shooting.

Several of their animals also tried to fight the invasion but every one of them was quickly put down. Horses were falling almost as fast as men.

She remembered that she couldn't hide in my hut forever. She had to get out there. She made sure nobody was looking before making a run for the trees.

Navi hid behind one large tree and continued watching the battle unfold. The white men were so focused on the tribal members fighting that they did not notice her.

One of the white men was exceptional at fighting. He wore a grey shirt and grey pants, but face paint, like a clown. He killed three of her friends with ease and managed to hit her father in the leg. He did not die, but he was unable to battle further.

He approached her father to finish him off. He aimed the gun at his head, but when he pulled the trigger, he was out of ammo. His head shot up and he made eye contact with Navi. He tossed down his empty gun and ran towards her with a knife. She held hers up and got into her own fighting stance.

The clown-man paused a moment.

"Look at that, Tricky! This girl thinks she can take you!" said one of the white men. He started to laugh at her and she got angry. With a shriek she sliced at his chest, earning a look of surprise from him. He looked down at the gash the girl opened on him and watched the blood leak out for a moment, then he glared at her and swung.

Navi had no experience fighting. His first attack pushed a surge of pain through her arm, and another cut her stomach. She swung at him again but he held his hand out and grabbed her arm. Meanwhile, Navi's father was inching his way towards the gun. The clown was too busy to notice. He stared at her without remorse, and stabbed her in the stomach once. There was the initial surge of pain and she felt numb, then he pulled the knife out and stabbed her through the chest two times.

With these attacks, the girl fell backwards and was unable to move anymore. He ran his fingers on the blood flowing from her heart and wiped it on his sleeve.

She could still see, and she felt her heart stop beating. Her father managed to let off a gunshot, but she could not hear it. She just managed to see the Clown lurch forward, fall to his knees, and then to his side. The battle was over. The White Man must have run out of ammo or they would have shot Navi's father, too. She felt him move her hands to her sides, and he sadly shut both her eyes with two fingers.

Suddenly she was able to move again. Navi was falling to nothingness below her, and she felt something on her back. The wounds on her chest and belly vanished, and she looked at her hands as they went from tan to a bright blue.

"Though the passing is painful, the sleep is peaceful."

Navi shut her eyes as an infinitely bright light erupted from the darkness below, and suddenly she wasn't falling anymore.

"Open your eyes, Navi, and view your new home," said a deep voice. The girl did as he asked, and looked around at the beautiful forest surrounding her.

"Navi... Welcome to Kokiri Forest."

Edn.

1,089 words. None of these sub-plot conclusions should be very long.

Someone asked if Navi killed herself at the end there, and just to let you know, she didn't. I was just trying to follow the actual ending so the retelling didn't deviate too much from the game. I'm not so sure but I think Navi's set to be seen one more time in "A Song for You"- if anyone cares.

I had this one done a few days ago but needed to resolve it a little. Even after I did, I don't like the way it turned out. I tried my best to do a third person point of view for this chapter, but because I've been using first-person for the last year, I'm not exactly 100% certain that there are no "I"s and "Me"s and "My"s in there. If you see any, try to disregard them.

Coming up next: A politically incorrect asshole chases some poor, unsuspecting people to the one place he can't go. In other words, Link being taken by his Mommy to the forest. And then Mommy dies.

Oh, and I forgot to mention this last chapter: "Oh, my God! They killed Jack! You bastards!"