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First of all, I'd like to thank all of you for being so patient with me. I had this massive writer's block that refused to go away. So I sat myself down and forced myself to write. Bleeeehhh... I'm so tired now.

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Ryluan

A god cannot use any power other than their own.

A god cannot abuse their powers.

A god cannot abuse their worshipers.

A god cannot die by the hands of a lesser or equal being.

A god cannot love.

Zelda

Fear. This is all I felt as we flew to the heavens, surely where we'll have to battle. Battle the gods.

This may as well be our last.

As I closed my eyes, I felt a hand take mine.

Link

I don't know if I grabbed Zelda's hand to calm her down or to calm myself, but it worked.

The ascent must have been only a few seconds, but it felt much longer. When we were finally at our destination, it seemed like we were floating, but we stood firmly on our feet.

Zelda

The surroundings soon changed. We were now in a room with no ceiling. The shape of it reminded me a rupee. The flooring was made up of panels that were glowing a bright, yet soft yellow.

I heard the sound of swords leaving their sheathes; Link and Hazel were getting ready. In the front of the room, stood Ryluan and Cyra, just staring at each other. They started to speak in a language I didn't recognize. Ryluan seemed angry, while Cyra looked sad.

"Why?" Ryluan shouted, now in Hylian.

"You know why, Ry," Cyra said, her voice soft. "You know."

"What if I don't want to accept it?" he growled. "What if I don't want any of this?"

"And where will I be? Where will that leave me?"

"Join me then! Please, Cyra!"

It seemed that Cyra had tears in her eyes. "Enough!" she shouted. She pulled a scepter of light from the air. "Leave! I need to finish what I set out to do!"

Cyra looked past Ryluan and saw us for the first time. "M-mortals. Mortals! Why are mortals here?"

Ryluan turned around. He smirked. "Followed me, did you?"

"Yeah, that's right," Link said, holding out his sword.

Ryluan turned back to Cyra. "Tsk. Oh well. They can bear witness to your demise."

She sighed. "Now that you are here, mortals, you cannot go back until I complete my task," she said, completely ignoring Ryluan.

He growled at her and raised his spear. What seemed like black lightning surrounded the spearhead. "We are not done, Cyra. Choose."

"How can I?" Cyra asked, "I have to choose between the duties I was born with or the illegal love of my partner."

"It doesn't have to be illegal!" Ryluan yelled, sounding desperate, "With our powers combined, we can do whatever we please! We can become the rulers, not those three golden goddesses!"

"No, Ryluan!" Cyra pleaded. "It doesn't have to be like that! Why can't you just be happy with what we have now? We are blessed to have come into this world as gods! If you want to go on with your plan, fine. But you'll be no different than a human if you do."

"Blessed? Blessed? I am forced to live, gaining power from people who hate me, who fear me! I am forced to live, knowing I can never die, even if I want to! I am forced to live, not able to have the one thing I want!"

I glanced at Link, not expecting what I saw. Link looked at Ryluan with a pitying look in his eye. Pity for a god. You don't see that everyday.

Cyra let a tear slip. "You know I feel for you, Ry. But the laws we live by are absolute."

"Who cares about the law? I certainly don't!"

"Enough, Ryluan!" Cyra commanded, her voice firm. "We are done with this. Leave now, or I will have to hurt you."

She turned around and raised her scepter. She began to murmur prayers, blessing the world in the form of her Light.

Ryluan growled. "Hurt me? Hurt me? Oh, no, my dear Cyra, you must be confused! It will be I who hurts you!"

Link

He raised his spear and more lightning surrounded it. He pointed it at Cyra and sent some flying toward her.

But before it could hit her, it hit Hazel.

She ran so fast, she was a blur. "Hazel!" Zelda yelled, and ran to her. I followed. Zelda felt Hazel's head and glared at Ryluan. "What's wrong with you? Aren't you a god? There are people, worshiping you! She was one of them!"

Ryluan gave a quick sigh. "She got in the way. It's her fault."

Zelda dug into her pocket and pulled out her bow. She stretched it to the right size and nocked it. The arrow started to glow the same yellow as the room we were in.

"I know the rules," Zelda said. "I know I can't kill you, and I don't want to. But I can cause you so much pain, you'll writhe in it!"

"Stop it... Zelda," Hazel croaked. "It's fine. I'm dead anyway."

"No! I won't stop! You have to be here for him! You won't die again!"

I felt my pulse quicken as I watched her. The Zelda I know, though weak at times, was strong when she needed to be. She would cry and hide behind me sometimes, but then she would save me. This is why I fell for her. My strong little Zelda.

But this wasn't the same Zelda. Fiery determination shone in her eyes. Small beads of sweat were budding on her forehead. If you didn't look for it, you wouldn't see it; a small mischievous smile was playing on her lips, as if she knew something you didn't.

The same fierce beauty I saw in Hazel was shining in Zelda.

She let the arrow go and it flew into Ryluan's shoulder. His face didn't shift as he pulled the arrow out and broke it in his hand. "Mortal, I know you have power, but it's not enough to make me flinch."

Zelda's face didn't move either. She nocked another arrow and aimed. She didn't let go, though. She locked eyes with him, and didn't speak.

Hazel sat up, clutching her stomach. "Help her, Link," she whispered. "Don't worry about me. I've felt worse pain than this."

I nodded and squeezed her hand. "Wait here."

Hazel smirked. "What else am I supposed to do, genius?"

I smiled at her and raised my sword. I stood next to Zelda and glared at Ryluan.

"Hmm?" he said. "Another mortal decides to challenge me?"

"Damn right I do," I said. "But since you're going to start talking again, I suppose that'll have to wait."

Ryluan smirked. "What makes you say that?"

"That's what they always do."

"I'll save you the trouble then, and just kill you now," he growled and charged at me.

I jumped out of the way and slashed at him. Zelda let her arrow fly into his back. Again, he pulled the arrow out and crushed it. I looked to Cyra; she was muttering an incantation, her eyes closed. Her scepter, she held above her head. It was glowing.

Zelda's eyes locked with mine, and I knew what she was trying to tell me. Distract him while I bless the arrows.

I nodded. Zelda took her arrows and began blessing them, while dodging Ryluan's swings. I drew his attention from her by shoving my hilt into his backside. He screamed and turned to me.

"Mistake, mortal. Big mistake."

I smirked, which only made him angrier. He roared and charged at me again. I dodged him by a paper's with.

"Zelda?" I called.

"Not done yet! Please, just keep going!"

I groaned. "Alright..." I did a jump attack, followed by a spin attack, knocking Ryluan off his feet.

Then I kept slashing, not giving him a chance to attack.

He's a god! Why doesn't he use his power?

Then it struck me. We're in a huge ball of light! He's powerless!

I grinned at this thought. "We're basically at the same level here, huh?" I asked.

Ryluan jumped– or should I say, flew– away from me, out of range.

"Feh. Don't overestimate yourself, mortal," he said. "Even without most of my power, I am greater than you could ever dream to be!"

I rolled my eyes and laughed at the strangled noise he made.

"Zelda?" I asked again.

"Another minute, okay?"

I sighed. I resumed my slash attacks. Just when he lunged at me, a shining arrow flew by.

I looked to Zelda. Her eyes were again filled with that fiery determination. "Light overpowers your dark, right?" She released the arrow, and it flew into his shoulder, right below his neck. Ryluan pulled it out and let out a yelp of pain.

He felt his neck and stared at the blood on his fingers. "Blood... I'm... bleeding." His eyes widened. "We bleed?"

Zelda

Ryluan looked appalled at the fact that he was bleeding.

"I don't bleed! Gods don't bleed! We're indestructible!"

"You can die by the hands of a more powerful being," I said. "And right now, that happens to be Cyra."

Ryluan chuckled. Then he laughed. His laughter became maniacal. "Cyra? Cyra? Kill me? You're joking! She wouldn't kill me!"

"Why not?" I asked. "She's capable of it."

"She loves me," he claimed. I glanced to Cyra. She froze, and stopped her prayers. "She won't admit it. She loves me, but it's 'against the rules.' Feh," he spit on the ground. "Why can't you just admit it, Cyra?"

"I do not love," Cyra whispered. "I cannot love. I do not have those foolish emotions."

"You may think that, Cyra. They want you to think that. Spend a day with mortals and you will see the truth."

"Actually," Link said. "It is a pretty useless emotion."

Ryluan's icy glare flew to him. Link's face was expressionless and his eyes were hard. "My grandmother once told my brother that love was a useless emotion. She was right."

Ryluan growled. Link continued, "Mortal people are the only ones stupid enough to love. Animals don't love. Monsters don't love. Gods and deities don't love. Why do we mortals love?"

"We... we need to," Hazel said, standing. "We feel like we need to, or we'd... we'd have nothing to believe in."

"What do you have to believe in?" I asked. "Do you believe in the mortals? Do you believe in each other?"

"Do you believe in the one you love?" Hazel asked. "Do you?"

Cyra looked from Hazel to the floor and kept her eyes there. Then she made a pained expression and turned away. "This is all irrelevant," she said. She turned back to Ryluan. "Leave now. I'll deal with you later."

"Why later? Why can't you just give me a damn answer? Is it because you know you feel it? Is it because you know you're not supposed to? Answer me, Cyra!" Ryluan begged.

When she spoke, her voice quivered. "I don't know, Ry. I feel something for you, I do. I just don't know what it is. I don't know if I want to risk everything I've ever known for one emotion."

She turned away once more and took a deep breath. "If you don't leave, Ryluan, I will force you to."

Ryluan scoffed, "I don't believe you ca–" He was cut off by the blast of light Cyra sent at him. Tears were rolling down her face. Tears of anger, or sorrow, I don't know. She raised her scepter and it glowed. She sent another blast of light toward him.

"Tonight, I am the more powerful being," she said, "and tonight, you will die."

I AM SO FREAKING SORRY. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW. IT TOOK TWO FREAKING MONTHS TO GET THIS CHAPTER OUT. ARRRRGGGG.

But in all seriousness, my laptop broke, so that put me off scheduale. I hate my dad's laptop because it's so damn slow. I promise it won't take two months to get the next chapter out. We're so close to the end...

So, I wanna explain some things, because knowing me, this might just seem random as hell.

Cybalt is insane and Ryluan took advantage of that insanity to cope with his own insanity that was caused by the feelings he has for Cyra, but he's not supposed to love Cyra, because gods aren't allowed to love (in this). So basically, everything is Cyra's fault.

Stupid woman ):T

Hazel won't really be fighting much anymore, because she's hurt, and because I am having trouble describing her dual sword action, because Zuko doesn't use his swords much in season 3!

Oh, and Cyra's going to kill him as punishment for breaking several god laws.

Eh... this wasn't as good as it could have been. I just can't think of anything to add. Any suggestions? PM me please :D

I'm guessing that the next chapter will be up in three weeks, maybe less depending on how much time I have to work.

Again, thank you so much for being patient with me. I didn't get one complaint, and I know a lot of people get complaints for not updating on a regular basis.

Reviews would be nice. They might even speed up the writing progress. Hmm...?