The Fate of the First Hero of Light
"Letting you live is too dangerous. For the future of the Kingdom, after your usefulness to me has passed, I will kill you without fail."
"NO, I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"
"Change back into the old Zelda in three days time then you wont have to."
Short times later...
In the lower levels of the Sand Ship, at the brig. There are two cells they have metal bars with a bed and a bucket inside of each.
A muscular woman is guarding Zelda and the Fire Mage. She is wearing a sleeveless shirt and the lower part of the Tulok Tribe's white parkas dress. She has a full neck tattoo ending above her large breasts. Her arms are covered completely top to bottom in her Clan's script.
Her face looks exactly like Zelda's.
"LET ME OUT!" screams Zelda.
"Princess you are not leaving. Help us then I will beg the Warchief to let you go."
"BEG?! DO NOT THINK I CANNOT FIGHT FOR MYSELF!"
"Princess if you could you would be out of here already."
"..."
"Sheik why am I also locked up?" says the Fire Mage.
"Fire Mage these were the Warchief's orders."
"FIRE MAGE!? My name is IZDRYN WYSCERIN..."
"Be grateful that the Warchief has given you a nickname."
"WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE THIS? ARE YOU HIS NEW WIFE?!" screams Zelda.
"The Warchief left everything behind to help our world. He even killed some of his own people."
"What did Geir do this time?" says the Fire Mage
"The Tulok Tribe members who refused to come, were executed" says Sheik.
"..."
"Princess help us then I will beg him for mercy."
"Why do you say you will beg Geir for mercy?"
"Fire Mage the Warchief keeps his promises."
"WHY DO I EVEN NEED TO DIE?"
"The Warchief told me you are a danger to his world's people."
Geir enters the brig.
"GEIR LET ME OUT NOW!"
"Zelda I told you change back into the idiot Zelda of the past in three days time."
"I WILL NEVER DO THAT!"
Geir makes a large ice sword.
"Time to die Hot-Tits."
"NO, STOP! CLAURILLES HELP ME!"
"Claurilles, who is that?" asks Sheik.
"It is my "twin" from this world."
"DO NOT INSULT HIM! HE IS NOTHING LIKE YOU!"
"Is this true Hot-Tits?" speaks Sheik.
"THAT IS NOT MY NAME!"
"Just answer my question Hot-Tits."
"..."
"If he really is nothing like the Warchief. Then he is a weak and cowardly man."
"THAT IS NOT TRUE!"
"Why has he not rescued you yet? He comes from my world. He knows where my homelands are."
"HE IS COMING! HE WILL SAVE ME!"
"It has been many times. Why is he still not here?" speaks Sheik.
"..."
"Fire Mage what are his plans?" asks Geir.
"I do not know I was captured and then found myself in the dungeon."
"Why did you not escape?"
"Similar to your rope, there were many explosives in the room."
"Why are you lying?"
"..."
"Fire Mage must I move you to a different place. Will you be willing to speak then?"
"I will talk only if I can see Lady Vivilara."
"I understand."
Geir leaves the brig.
There is total silence...
"Your name is Sheik is it not?"
"Yes, it is Fire Mage."
"Can you tell me something about you."
"Why?"
"To know as much as possible about your enemies, is something a person would want to know."
"How many years did the Warchief waste in your world?"
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" screams an irate Fire Mage.
"When he first heard of our plight. He moved here as soon as he could. Our catastrophes would have been solved. Had he arrived even one urte earlier. Unfortunately for us he was saving his world."
"DO NOT ASSUME HE DID IT ALONE!" screams the Fire Mage.
"Just like myself, you too are respected servants of the Warchief."
"DON'T THINK YOU CAN TALK TO THE QUEEN LIKE THAT!" screams Zelda.
"What catastrophes have you ever solved without the help of the Warchief?"
"..."
The Dark Elf enters the brig. She glares at the Fire Mage.
"Lady Vivilara!"
"I am not like Geir, it is not in my nature to forgive. Come with me."
Sheik opens the door. The Fire Mage exits staring at his feet.
Silence again...
"Your Claurilles why did he leave my world?"
"..."
"If he is the Warchief's twin. Why did he not do anything?"
"..."
"Is he not a leader?"
"..."
"F#CK YOU!"
"Our world was almost destroyed and he ran away. Does that not bother you?"
"..."
"The Warchief had to kill his own family to save you. Yet you disrespect him. Don't you have any shame?"
"SHUT UP! WAS HE BRAGGING ABOUT HIS EXPLOITS?"
"Esdeath told me everything. How many times he had been humiliated, how ungrateful you were of his help."
"WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
"You never payed him for his help, yet he lost much of what you call "business" because of it. He had to force you to help your own Kingdom many times. When he once fell you just judged him, without lifting a finger to help him."
"..."
"Are you even a real person? Am I talking to someone?"
"WHAT ARE TALKING ABOUT NOW?"
"You never respond. I once met the weakling named Roland, I hear he tricked you in the other world."
"DO NOT USE HIS NAME!"
"I cannot believe my life could have been ruined so badly. I almost killed him when he tried to fool me with his words."
"AAAAAGGGGHHHHH!" Zelda is punching the wooden walls of the cell.
"You are using incorrect technique you will sprain your wrists. Look here." Sheik punches the wooden wall. There is a giant crack in the wall.
As if there was a blockage and it had burst. Zelda starts crying. The frustrations of the suncycles that weighed upon her heart being released. Loud steps are heard. Geir rushes inside the brig.
"SHEIK WHAT IS WRONG?"
"Warchief I am safe. Hot-Tits started crying after she hit the wall incorrectly."
"Sheik..."
"Yes, Warchief?"
"Forgive me it is nothing. We can leave now. Open the door. She will not leave the cell."
"WARCHIEF!"
"I know her well. She will just stay inside there and mope, waiting for someone to rescue her."
"Still Warchief her powers are very dangerous!"
"Sheik she will refuse to help us. I do not need her anymore, we will find another way."
"What of the villagers?"
"It was a hopeless situation. I tried my best the village is doomed. We have to find another Sand Wyrm. The money we made is almost enough. We can buy one of the abandoned villages, we will use the next one's money to fix the dwellings."
"TAKE ME HOME!"
"Hot-Tits you can read a map, can you not?"
"TAKE ME HOME RIGHT NOW!"
"Sheik take her outside give her some provisions and a map to lead her home."
"Yes, Warchief."
Outside on the sand...
"CARRY MY THINGS!"
"No." says the Fire Mage.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?"
"You did not even ask for my safety. I will not suffer for you anymore."
"SIR IZDRYN I ORDER YOU!"
"No." The Fire Mage starts walking he is studying his map and provisions.
"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!"
Zelda drops on the ground and keeps punching the sand.
"You are going to sprain your wrist again."
"I'LL KILL YOU!"
A misshapen snot clay man awkwardly moves slowly towards Sheik. Sheik grabs her knife."
Geir's hand is covered in lighting.
"CHIDORI"
The lighting bolt pierces the clay man. It falls over and is rendered harmless.
"Sheik do not waste anymore of your time on her. We have more important things to attend to."
"Yes, Warchief" Sheik climbs the ladders leading to the ships deck.
"SHOW ME WHERE. THEN I WILL HELP, YOU WILL TAKE ME HOME THEN!"
"Sorry Hot-Tits this was an emergency situation. We wanted to stop a flood, it already happened everyone died. It was very unfortunate, things like this happen all the time."
"ARE YOU AN IDIOT WHY NOT JUST TELL THEM TO MOVE?"
"They are my enemies. They will attack me when I approach them."
"THEN WHY HELP THEM?"
"Are the children and all the other people who do not agree with the Elder's decisions also my enemies?"
"..."
"I have many other things to do. You will have to deal with this slight inconvenience by yourself."
The sails are being raised.
"TAKE ME TO THAT PLACE!"
"Hot-Tits what are you talking about?"
"YOU ALWAYS MANIPULATE PEOPLE! YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD KILL ME BUT YOU DID NOT. IT MEANS YOU WANT ME TO GO THERE."
"Yes, Zelda...let us go."
They enter the cavern it is full of water.
"Vivi."
"Yes, Geir." The Dark Elf weaves hand signs
"Water Style Water Typhoon Jutsu." The water in the cavern is slowly drained out of the cavern. "Grandmother." "Yes, Geir." Esdeath manipulates the fluids inside the cave and pushing to the outsides of the caves before freezing it.
"I will do the rest."
I extend my hand and freeze the rest of the water surrounding the large village in my ice. "Come." As we are walking the corpses of the villagers float in the air. The water having been frozen and the glass like clarity of my ice giving us a full view of the destruction. The corpses are bloated and purple. The buildings have sustained massive damage, some only have their foundations, to indicate a building had been there.
"Come here Zelda."
"I DON'T WANT TOO!"
"I still sense life inside there. You might be able to save them."
"GEIR NO!" screams the Dark Elf.
Zelda runs to the door she pulls it open, the water still trapped inside floods outside of the room. The corpses of the children that took shelter inside the house follow the water outside.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" screams my wife.
"I am leaving." I walk upwards the steps leading to the exit of the village.
"Why didn't you tell me what was happening?" says Zelda.
"It would not have mattered."
"OF COURSE IT WOULD. I WOULD HAVE SAVED THEM!"
"Zelda I learned from my mistakes in our world. If I explain to you what we are going to do, you will always fight me. This time I tried the reversed. I just asked you to complete the task, it did not work. You are not at fault, my plans did not work. That is all."
"..."
"Your belongings are outside if you follow the map, you will not even be long moments into your world."
"You said you were going to kill me?"
"You are not dangerous anymore. Killing you would only make more problems for me."
"What are you saying?"
"The clay figure you produced was so misshapen. It was never going to touch Sheik."
"..."
"Your snot clay is made from your life energies."
"I KNOW THAT IDIOT!"
"It represents your inner self. The useless misshapen shape produced, is a direct comparison to what that has happened to your heart. You have become twisted and disformed. The goofy Zelda of old has died. Only a worthless husk is left."
"..."
"I cannot believe in a thousand suncycles I would ever say this..."
"WHAT?"
"I miss her."
Geir starts walking up the stairs. As if reliving many times of a life past. Before her she sees the back she always followed. Always feeling safe when she stood behind that figure. Chasing that person always running to catch up. Reaching out to touch the figure moving forward with speed to solve the disasters before her.
"Why did you leave us?"
"I had more important things to do." "Geir she chased you away!" screams my wife.
He could have stayed if he wanted to."
"Hot-Tits do not misunderstand. I go where I am needed. I believed my twin to not be totally inept. That he could injure me already proved that he had the needed skills. So I entrusted that worlds safety to you."
"...I am coming with you." speaks Zelda.
"That is not an option. I took a risk and it led to failure."
"Then she will go to my world."
"No." says Sheik adamantly.
"Warchief there is a Wyrm close to here!"
"EVERYONE RUN!"
Two mooncycles later...
The sand ship is sailing following the Sand Wyrm. The Dwarven Warrior and the Tulok Warchief are moving with speed towards the beasts head. They are carrying heaps of snot clay.
"Geir me boy just like last time!" "Yes, Uncle Thandall." They place the snot clay on the opposite sides of the skull. Geir signals. They run as fast as they can to take cover. A bright light flashes. There is an explosion they see the shockwaves before the sound reaches them. Their ears are ringing the beast is shaking violently. The explosions having totally destroyed both of the gigantic creatures ears. "Uncle Thandall I am going in I will signal to you with my crystal. Call for Zelda to detonate the clay." "Yes, Geir son." Geir signals. A massive clay bird falls from the sky, it turns into a slimy centipede and wraps itself on Geir's body.
Geir is crying. The mucous cover of the explosive clay dripping from his parka.
"THIS SNOT CLAY IS THE WORST!"
Moments later the explosion inside the cavernous interior of the large creature is deafening. The Tribes people who were attacking Geir are on the floor they have their hands on their ears. Blood is coming out of them.
Like a burst wall of a great dam, the blood is shooting outside of the chamber that houses the heart.
"I cannot freeze the blood like this. The damage is complete the beast's body cannot repair that injury."
"Geir seizes the soul core. The Tribes peoples inside the dead beast, are rolling on the ground, all of their eardrums have been ruptured.
Many times later...
"Finally we own our own village."
"Warchief what do we do now?"
"We make preparations to kill one of the Time Lords."
"WHAT?!WHO IS THAT!?"
"The Interloping Friar."
Finish.
