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Link's PoV:
Ghirahim returns in diamonds. "I'm back. Did you enjoy that?" He asks, with a smile on his ugly face.
"No..." I barely say. I'm still sobbing, with my head bowed down.
Ghirahim walks over to me, gently lifts up my chin, and gently says, "Look at me when you're talking to me, boy. I can't hear you, otherwise. What did you say?"
"No." I say, a little more sternly.
"That's better." He lets go of me and says, "Now, it's time for supper."
"Already?" I ask.
"Well, it's only 4:00, but I like to have my supper nice and early."
"I'm not hungry." I turn my head away.
"You'll eat what I give you." And Ghirahim walks over to the kitchen...
A Few Minutes Later...
"Dinner's ready!" Ghirahim hollers, as he walks over to the dining room table.
"Goody..." I mutter under my breath...
"What did you say, shorty?" Ghirahim asks, in a warning tone.
"I said, goody!" I say, trying to act excited for dinner.
"Thought so." Ghirahim comes over to me, unties me from the chair, grabs on to my left arm, and says, "After dinner, we're gonna have some more fun!"
"You just try to do your dirty work with me, Ghirahim. Believe me, you won't get anywhere anymore. I've had enough. Killing Mido was the last straw! I'm not doing anything for you or with you anymore! It wasn't me that killed Demise, it was my ancestor! So, get over it, move on, and set me free!"
Ghirahim backhands me across the face. "You think you're so tough, boy?! Well, I've got news for you: you aren't!" I manage to pull my arm out of his hand. I get up from the chair and start to head towards the door. I'm then, grabbed by the same arm and Ghirahim says, with anger, "Where do you think you're going?!"
"Leaving. You're obviously stupid enough to leave the door open. So, I thought I'd might as well leave."
"You think you can get away from me, boy?!" Ghirahim snaps his fingers, with his free hand, and the door slams shut. "That door is now unable to open from the inside or the outside, unless it's by me! Understand?!"
"Go ahead, lock me in here. I'll escape. I'll escape!"
"You only think you will!" And Ghirahim backhands me across the face again.
"You think hitting me makes you feel powerful?! Well, I've got news for you: it doesn't! You're just a weakling! A weakling that gets entertainment out of hurting others! Just like Ganondorf!"
Again, I'm backhanded across the face. "You better watch how you talk to me, boy!"
"Why? Are you that sensitive? Are you going to cry?" Then, Ghirahim backhands me so hard in the eye, that he allows me to collapse to the floor. I'm holding my left eye in pain.
I'm then, kicked so hard in the stomach, that I roll over onto my back. Then, he places his foot on my chest and asks, "Are you going to keep back-talking me, boy? Or do I have to hurt you?"
"That depends... How badly do you intend to "hurt" me?" Then, I'm kicked in the side.
"You're pretty snarky! I can keep kicking you, you know!"
"Go ahead. It doesn't bother me, because you're weak."
"Oh? If I'm so weak, then why are you holding your eye in pain?"
"Well, eyes are different. They're more sensitive, even when they get hit by-what feels like-a nine-year-old girl's punch." Again, I'm kicked in the side. I take my hand off my eye. I can't keep it open, because it hurts so bad. I slowly stand up. I look at Ghirahim in the eyes and say, "You're nothing but... No, you're just nothing. You think killing my friend makes you powerful? Well, I've got news for you: it doesn't. You think kidnapping me and beating me will make you feel good about yourself? You think that kidnapping me and beating me will bring your Master back? Well, once again, I've got news for you: it won't. Hurting others doesn't make you feel stronger, Ghirahim; it lets others know that you're weak. You're weak, because all that you think will make you feel better is hurting others." Ghirahim punches me in the nose so hard, that I collapse to the floor again. I feel my nose starting to bleed. "My point, exactly. I just insulted you. So, to make yourself feel better, you just punched me."
Ghirahim grabs on to my hair, picks me up from the floor, and says, evilly, "You're pretty pathetic. You're the weakling! And I'll make you show it!" Ghirahim pulls me by my hair over to the table. He drags me up onto a chair. He chains my arms to the table, but I'm still able to move them. In front of me, there's-what looks like-a bowl of white baby vomit.
"What is it?..." I ask, with disgust.
"Taste it, then you'll find out." Ghirahim then, grabs on to the back of my head and forces my face in to the bowl of cold mush...
Saria's PoV:
"No! Mido!" I scream, as I run over to the lifeless Mido on the ground. I'm on the ground in an instant. I pull Mido in to my lap. I bawl over him. I cry in to his chest. "Mido... I'm sorry... I'm so, so sorry... This wasn't supposed to happen..." I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up from Mido's chest and I see Impa standing over me, with a sad smile.
"It'll be OK, kid." Impa says.
"That Ghirahim... Why did he have to do this?... Why?! I know Link didn't do this... I know he didn't!"
"I know."
"I don't want him buried here. He'd wanna be buried back in the Kokiri Forest. We have to bring him with us."
"OK. I'll load him up onto my horse. Then, we'll continue our search for Link."
"OK." I set Mido back down on the ground and stand up. Impa bends over and picks up Mido in her arms. She brings him over to her horse and secures him down. I head back over to my horse and get on it. Ruto, Izzy, Hatti, and the others all have faces of sorrow. The Kokiri especially. Mido's fairy just stays above me with my fairy. I know he's not taking it too well. We continue on our search for Link. We'll find him soon. We'll find him soon...
Link's PoV:
Ghirahim lets go of my head and I sit back up in my chair. I know I have baby vomit-looking mush all over my face, and there's no towel for me to wipe it off. So, I just use my arm and the fabric of part of my tunic to wipe it off. The mush is definitely inedible now. Dirt from my face is in it, plus the blood from my nose is in it. "I refuse to eat this," I say. "It has dirt and blood in it now."
"You'll eat it, if you know what's good for your friends." Ghirahim says, with a wicked grin on his face.
"Fine..." I really don't want him hurting my friends again! I go to grab the spoon at the side of my bowl, thinking that there's a spoon there, but there's not! "I'm not eating with my hands!"
Ghirahim storms up from the table, comes over to me, grabs on to the front collar of my tunic, lifts me up from the chair, and says, with anger, "One last chance, boy! You'll eat it, if you know what's good for your friends! Understand?!"
"Yes, sir."
"Good." He plops me back down on the chair and heads back over to his own meal. I stare at his meal, then I look down at mine. I look back up at his again. It looks so good! It's a large piece of steak, with corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and carrots. I have to ignore it. I swipe my finger through the white, inedible baby mush. I put it in my mouth, and it tastes like shit! It's bland! I have to eat it, though, if I don't want anything to happen to my friends! "Hurry up, boy! You have to be finished before, or when I finish! Any later than that, you'll suffer the consequences! And, trust me, boy, you really don't want the consequences..."
"Alright..." I mutter under my breath. And I keep swiping the disgusting baby mush with my finger, because I really don't want to eat it any faster than that. But I am eating it as fast as I can. I really don't want to taste the dirt from my face or the blood from my nose, but I have no choice but to...
Saria's PoV:
"Hey, look! I see something off in the distance!" I shout, with joy.
"What do you think it is?" Zelda asks.
"I don't know, but it's probably where Link is!"
"Do you really think so?"
"I know so!" And we continue on our way to the place off in the distance...
Link's PoV:
I finish eating this baby crap before Ghirahim finishes his meal. "Very good, boy. I was sure you'd screw up. Though, don't think I'm giving you an award or anything," Ghirahim chuckles. "There won't be consequences, but you do have to do something for me."
"What?" I ask.
Ghirahim picks up my bowl and places it on top of his plate and eating utensils and sets them in front of me. "I was nice enough to cook us dinner. So, you have to do the dishes. And, after you're done the dishes, you need to do a little sewing for me."
"Sewing? For what?"
"Well, one of my shirts are torn, and I want it fixed. So, without any arguments or back-talk, you'll do the dishes and sew my shirt. Got it?"
"Why can't you do all that yourself?" I ask.
Ghirahim slams his hands down on the table and says, through gritted teeth, "Because you're my slave!"
"Slave, shlave! I'm not doing anything for you!"
Ghirahim grabs me by my neck and he looks at me, with anger in eyes. "You're more snarky than your ancestor! Well, I'll show you snarky!" Ghirahim snaps his fingers, and the shackles around my wrists disappear. Then, I'm lifted up from the chair and I'm carried by my neck over to the basement door. Ghirahim opens the door and throws me down the stairs! This time, every part of my body hurts! I sit up, but I don't back up. Ghirahim comes down the stairs after me. He kicks me in the nose so hard, that I fall back down to the floor! I cry out in pain! I think he broke my nose! Blood's pouring out! Then, he kicks me in the ribs, the stomach, my private area, and my head! Then, he kicks me in the stomach so hard, that I roll over onto my back! I'm still holding my nose in pain. Ghirahim continues to kick me in the side. He does it at least five times! Then, all of a sudden, I'm lifted up from the floor and slammed up against the wall! I'm pinned to the wall! It's Ghirahim's magic that's doing this! He's such a weakling! He walks up to me and says, "Ha ha ha... You can't do anything now, because my magic is holding you up against that wall. So now, I can have some fun with you. Heh heh heh..." Then, Ghirahim's lips connect with mine. There's nothing I can do! I'm pinned up against this wall! I can't move my legs to kick him away! I can't move my arms to push him away! I just can't move any body part from my neck down! I move my head around, trying to make our lips disconnect, but it's no use!
"Stop it! Just stop it!" I try to shout. Finally, Ghirahim disconnects his lips from mine. I'm looking at Ghirahim, with anger. "You're a sick pig!" After I shout that, Ghirahim kicks me in my private area again. I groan in pain.
"Heh heh heh... Now, since I have you pinned up against the wall, I'm gonna have some more fun with you." Ghirahim snaps his fingers, and a whip appears in his hands. I'm then, whipped across the face! Twice I am! I squeal in pain every time! He keeps whipping me! On my arms, legs, and even across my chest and stomach! I don't stop squealing in pain.
I start to cry, as I shout, "Stop it! Please, stop it!" My entire body's stinging.
"Alright, but only if you promise me something,"
"What?..." I barely ask.
"You become, not only my slave, but my sex slave."
"No! I won't become your sex slave! No!"
"Alright then. I guess Ghira gets to keep whipping little Linky until he says 'yes'." And Ghirahim continues to whip me on my arms, legs, chest, stomach, and face. "I'm getting bored of doing this side," Ghirahim says, after a few minutes of continuous whipping. "So, I'm gonna turn you around." Ghirahim snaps his fingers, and all of a sudden, I'm lifted off the wall, spun around, and slammed face-first up against the wall! Of course, it hurts my nose, but I barely show that I'm in pain. "Heh heh... That was fun! Let's do that again!" Ghirahim snaps his fingers again, and I'm lifted off the wall, but a second later, my nose makes contact with the wall again. Again, I can't move, not even my head this time. I taste the blood running in to my mouth, that's coming from my nose. "Now, do I have to continue whipping you, or will you say that you'll be, not only my slave, but my sex slave?"
"I won't be your... sex... slave..." I barely say.
"Suit yourself." And, of course, Ghirahim continues to whip me. He whips me on the back of my arms, the back of my legs, and my back. I continue squealing in pain. Tears are continuously pouring out of my eyes. I hate having this happen to me, but it's better than becoming Ghirahim's sex slave! No matter what Ghirahim does to me, I won't give in! I won't! "Have you made up your mind yet?"
"Never! I never will!" I manage to shout.
"Fine then." Of course, Ghirahim continues to whip me. I swear my tunic's shredded. "Well, I'm getting a little bored of this. So, let's do something else." I feel that my body's covered in blood. He snaps his fingers, and I'm suddenly on the cold basement floor again. Every part of my body's burning in pain. Then, I'm picked up by the front collar of my tunic, or what's left of it, and I'm thrown in to a large pile of wooden planks and rubble. I just know that I have splinters all over me... Ghirahim walks briskly up to me and picks up a large piece of wood. "Now, do I have to hit you with this, or will you give in?"
"I won't give in... I won't!"
"I thought you wouldn't..." Then, Ghirahim smacks my arm with the plywood. He smacks it so hard, that I scream out. "Give in!"
"No!" Again, I'm smacked by the piece of plywood. This time, in my leg. I scream out again, because he hits me in the leg so hard. Then, he places the plywood up against my chest, pushing me back down in the rubble, making my body burn in pain even more.
"Give in!"
"No!" Then, I'm smacked in the head with the plywood! I cry out in pain! "I won't give in... I won't!"
"Alright then. Say 'goodnight', because I'm gonna knock you over the head so hard with this, you'll be unconscious for awhile." Ghirahim throws his arms back, about ready to strike me! I scream my head off, not wanting him to hit me! Suddenly, the plywood's grabbed out of Ghirahim's hands and he's smacked over the head with it! It's Saria! "How... How did you guys get in here?!"
"In case you didn't know, Zelda can open any door with her magic powers. Even when you make it so that we can't get in." Saria says. I can see that she has bravery and anger on her face.
"Ha ha ha..." Ghirahim snaps his fingers, and the plywood's out of Saria's hands and in to Ghirahim's hands again. He stands up, ready to hit Saria with it, when he's grabbed and pulled down from behind. It's Impa! Impa grabs the plywood out of Ghirahim's hands as fast as she can and hits Ghirahim in the head with it! Impa attempts to hit Ghirahim in the head with the plywood again, but he grabs it before it makes contact with his head! He smacks Impa with the plywood, making her fall down! "Heh heh heh... Say 'goodnight' to your little Linky, Saria! Ha ha ha ha ha!" And, not only does Ghirahim smack Saria away with the plywood, he smacks me over the head with it, instantly knocking me unconscious...
Zelda's PoV:
"No!" I scream, as I run down the basement stairs! I run up to Ghirahim, who's turned around to face me, after hearing me scream. I manage to grab the plywood out of Ghirahim's hands and smack him in the side of the head with it! I continue smacking him, until I think he's no longer breathing... Saria runs over beside me. I ask her, "Saria, is he still... alive?..." I'm out of breath. Saria kneels down and checks for a pulse. She looks up at me, with a relieved face, telling me that he's dead. I drop the plywood, like it's on fire or something. I start shaking...
Saria crawls over to the unconscious, beaten, and bloody Link. She checks for a pulse. She looks up at me, giving me a relieving sign that he's just unconscious. She looks back down at him. She bursts into tears, as she says, "We need to get him to a doctor... Please... He needs a doctor... Please..."
Impa walks up to me and says, "I'll go get the horses ready." And she heads upstairs. I look at the unconscious Link. Tears form in my eyes. My baby needs help... And he needs help now...
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To be Continued...
A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! Holy crap... Poor Link! What's going to happen to him next?! Find out in the next chapter! Ciao! :D
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