Disclaimer: I do not own any Legend of Zelda characters. This is a story I have created and not a part in anyway making me money... I am poor... and possibly more so now having written this...
Anyway, please enjoy, and if you find that I have any problems, misspellings, or even if I am terrible at this, tell me... but be respectful. Hope you like it!
I am going to start with an apology. I am so sorry it has taken this long to add another chapter. I didn't mean for it to take this long. And, I am sorry that it is EXTREMELY short.
Vaati: Thanks for the review, and I'm sorry you couldn't find the story sooner lol
The last week and a bit have been a little hectic and I'm glad your heart burst with rainbows, it is better than throwing them up lmao
As for Demise and Ganondorf having a telepathic relationship, honestly, that was a last minute decision lol, I didn't plan on it in any way! I'm glad it worked out so well ^.^ I was really worried it wasn't going to be as well as I anticipated it to be ^_^
I watch as the Gerudos pace through the market. Five days have passes since my overthrow. My women march with their spears held at their sides, backs straight with pride. No one dares to toy with them. They are the very essence of strength with a well-balanced amount of danger. 'We must hurry, my love,' Demise's voice will not leave me. He pesters me with his words. He makes me think of what he wishes me to think of. He censors my thoughts and actions.
I leave the market and enter the castle grounds. 'You will have to build up your power… they will try to enter, they will try to overthrow you, and they will stop at nothing-'
"They cannot stop me," I smile feeling my power flow through my veins. 'They can,' he whistles. I twist my head trying to lose his voice. I watch as a new squad of Gerudos leave the castle. They make a light jog and all pass me with small head bows. I make my way into the castle's foyer and smile as another Gerudo mops the floor.
"Good evening, your majesty," she stops and kneels to me. I nod and continue to the study. The smell of death is still fresh, filling my nostrils and making my head spin. The floor is stained from the king's blood. I forced one of my women to cut his head off and spear it on the gates. 'Let it be a warning to those who choose to go against me,' I said. Demise was pleased with my action. He praises me every so often, but I wish for more than just approval, I yearn for worship.
I stoop over the desk scanning a few papers. All with the late king's signature on them, one, in which, is incomplete. This paper marks the very moment he's life expectancy reached zero. I lift the paper and fold it into my pocket. I cave into the chair and sigh. 'People are leaving,' Demise chimes in the silence of my mind.
"They are leaving because they are scared," I announce into the quiet room. I close my eyes and see Demise standing. His hands are behind his back and he shakes his head.
"This will not do, Ganondorf. A king is only king so long as he has followers-,"
"The Gerudos are my followers!" I hush him. Since his entering, I have become quite bold and intense.
His eyes watch me for a moment. He then speaks, "The Hylians are a very timid people; they can feel the power you are oozing out. They know something terrible will happen-,"
"You mean something spectacular," I laugh. As my power grows, his seems to fade. I strut to his side, "Demise," I smile charmingly, "What could possibly be so terrible about me ruling over the country? These people could become something wonderful-,"
"And what about that boy," he narrows his eyes, "What will you do if he comes back?"
"Kill him," I say blandly.
"Kill him," he smiles as he repeats my words. I nod slowly with a smile on my face. Demise then furrows his brows, "How will you do such a thing?"
I turn to him and relax my tense shoulders, "What do you mean?"
"This…" he searches for the name, "Link is only a child; you have no problem killing a child?"
I feel a laugh eject from my mouth, "Since when do morals faze the great Demon King?"
"I am not talking about my morals, I am talking about yours," his words are sharp in my ears. Demise paces in my mind's eye for a moment and sighs, "Are you sure you are ready to do whatever it takes to become ruler of the world?" he shakes his head, "I have seen the way you cringe when corpses lay on the ground, I feel the shiver you get when you see men and women in pain. Ganondorf," he sighs, "in order for me to help you, you need to put your feelings away. Become like a statue if you will. Emotion is the enemy."
I nod; I have already become a statue. If he wishes for me to stiffen more, I fear I will crack. I take a deep breath; I am all too aware of my surroundings in both the safety of my mind and outside.
Demise smiles coldly, "Your son is gone, your lover is dead, now is the time to make a new purpose for yourself." He bites his lip slightly, "You know your purpose, but you must accept it."
"What leads you to believe I haven't already?" I arch an eyebrow at him. I shrug, "Loretta and my son are nothing… I have come to terms with what I have lost. I have also come to terms with what I can and will gain," I smile. I open my eyes and stand.
"You need to make a barrier, my son," Demise whispers.
I look out the window onto the courtyard. The last week it has done nothing but rain… as if the goddesses are crying for the princess. "What do you mean a barrier?"
"For protection," he answers. "You will need to build up your energy for quite some time before it can be done. During the day, build it up; at night, I will take over so your mind may rest. These are going to be draining times, my love, but all well worth it." His voice echoes, "Begin."
... Alright, again, I am so sorry it's short.
The reason for my absence is that a friend and I have been making plans to do a comic.
Ohemgee! Super Hero, say what? Word!
Anyway... So, I've been drawing, keeping myself away from the world... Amazingly, it takes up quite a bit of time x)
... Perhaps when the time comes that we finally get the actual comic up and running, I will put a little shout out (?) on here.
Anyway, I have to tell you all something: LEva114, a friend of mine up and on here in this crazy site, and I have colabarated our brains together and created a story.
For those of you who have never read any of her stuff, I highly recommend it. She is a wonderful writer, like... when she gets gruesome, she gets gruesome. Someone like Vaati (guest user) should NOT read it... but anyone else, go check her stuff out, it is wonderful. She also has a bunch of poetry, so if... Vaati can go check that out lmao
But yes, please go check her out, the story we are writing together is called Abaddon Hotel. If you've ever read up on H. H. Holmes, you will see that that is where the inspiration for the story came from.