New Ocarina Report: Zelda Wing
Episode V- The Deadly Duel
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Steel clanged against steel as Dorothy and Link brought their blades upon one another. The duel raged from one end of the dim room to the other, with neither Dorothy nor Link showing signs of surrender as they swung their swords upon themselves. "Give up, green boy!" Dorothy taunted Link, taking a quick swipe at him with her sword.
Link quickly skipped to his side, narrowly avoiding Dorothy's blade, spinning around on his heel and taking a wild swipe at her with his sword. Dorothy nimbly skipped out of the reach of Link's attack and pointed her blade at Link again. "You do not fight with swords often, do you?" Link asked, pausing another barrage of attacks.
"Why do you ask?"
"Your skills are worth sea scum," Link chuckled.
"Sea scum!" Dorothy roared, offended.
"Your forehead shines with sweat, and yet mine does not," Link smirked.
Dorothy quickly wiped her forehead with her sleeve. "Don't get too overconfident, you!" She snapped, quickly stabbing her sword at Link.
Closing his eyes, Link deflected Dorothy's sword with his own and grasped Dorothy by her wrist. With a yank from his elbow, Link pulled Dorothy from her spot and into his chest. Dorothy's sword flattened against Link's chest, twisting her wrist so that she lost her grip on her sword, letting it drop to the floor with a lond clang.
"Let go of me!" Dorothy snarled, pulling away from Link and thrashing her arm about in Link's grasp.
"Are you the best this world has to offer me?" Link chuckled with a cruel grin.
"Mister Trieze could defeat you blindfolded!" Dorothy snapped back, finally managing to writhe her wrist free from Link.
"Sir Trieze, eh?" Link mused to himself, "Where is he?"
"He's probably fighting your Gundam friends right now," Dorothy growled.
"And he is more skilled at a sword than thou?" Link asked.
"Yes," Dorothy grumbled.
"Who else can fence on this fortress?"
"Mister Milliardo can," Dorothy said, "But he's probably gone to fight your friends too!"
"So you are the only one here?"
"Yes."
"And no one but you can hope to defend this castle against me," Link sighed. Link looked at his feet and nudged Dorothy's saber with his boot. Then he stomped on the handle of the sword, making it dance in a flittering spiral up into the air in front of Link's face. Link caught the sword by the hilt with his free hand and then tossed the sword towards Dorothy with the handle towards her. "Come then, defend your castle for your helpless subjects!" Link demanded as Dorothy caught the blade by the grip.
"Gladly!" Dorothy responded sharply, lunging at Link with her sword again. Link responded to Dorothy's charge with a single swipe to Dorothy's arm. Dorothy yelped and sank to her knees, clutching her arm as a red spot grew from underneath her sleeve and hand.
Link sighed and twirled his sword about. "Is that all thou hast?" he asked.
"Go to hell," Dorothy grumbled.
"Been there," Link light-heartedly sighed. Link walked up to Dorothy and let the tip of his blade rest underneath Dorothy's chin. "Now, where is Trowa?"
"Trowa?" Dorothy asked, "Isn't he out there with the other Gundams?"
"No," Link replied, "He is here. Where is he?"
"Wait," Dorothy muttered, "If Trowa was here, then," Dorothy suddenly paused.
"Then what?" Link prompted.
"The Epyon!" Dorothy gasped.
"The what?" Link asked, "What is this Ep-yee-yon you speak of?"
"Ep-ee-yon," Dorothy said, "It's the most powerful Gundam ever created," she said, "And Trowa must have it! That's what mister Milliardo was saying- !"
"Milliardo?" Link asked, confused.
"Nevermind!" Dorothy said, "If I know those Gundam pilots, they'll use the Epyon to destroy Libra! With us included!"
Link took his sword away from Dorothy's throat and resheathed it. "Go, get thou gone," Link ordered, walking towards the door, "My work here is done anyway. Libra will shut down right, now."
As soon as Link finished, the lights in the room shut off, turning the room pitch-black, save for the glowing lights of a few sparks flying from the tampered control panel.
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"Aaargh!"
Upon hearing Heero's cry from over the radio in the midst of outer space combat, Duo responded, "Heero! What happened?"
"Damn-! The troops Trieze brought with him just turned on us!"
"Yeah, so I noticed!" Duo hastily responded as an explosion shook the cockpit of the Deathscythe Hell. "So?"
"The Wing Zero's taken too much damage!" Heero yelled over, "I don't know if it'll hold out much longer!"
Suddenly, the Altron whizzed past the monitors of the Deathscythe. "Wufei!" Duo exclaimed.
"I've taken care of Trieze!" Came the shouting voice of Wufei from over the radio, "Now to find Trowa!"
"No need," came a familiar placid voice from over the radio.
"Trowa!" Exclaimed the joyful voice of Quatre.
"Trowa, my man!" Duo cheered. "How are you?"
"Fine," Trowa replied, "And I've just gotten out of the Libra's hangar, with a little surprise."
Suddenly, Heero blurted out, "The Epyon!"
"Like it?" Trowa replied calmly.
"You son of a bitch!" Duo laughed, "The Epyon! You stole the Epyon?"
"Borrowed it," Trowa said, "And I've taken the liberty of setting Libra to selfdestruct right about. now!"
A sudden roar echoed throughout the cockpits of the Gundams. Though his monitors, Quatre could see what remined of the mobile doll army, both friendly and foe, vaporized instantly as they were enveloped and lost in a blast of flames from Libra. "What about Link?" Quatre worriedly asked.
"Link? Where is he?" Trowa asked, slightly startled.
"Oh God!" Quatre gasped, "He was still on Libra!"
-To be continued.
Episode V- The Deadly Duel
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Steel clanged against steel as Dorothy and Link brought their blades upon one another. The duel raged from one end of the dim room to the other, with neither Dorothy nor Link showing signs of surrender as they swung their swords upon themselves. "Give up, green boy!" Dorothy taunted Link, taking a quick swipe at him with her sword.
Link quickly skipped to his side, narrowly avoiding Dorothy's blade, spinning around on his heel and taking a wild swipe at her with his sword. Dorothy nimbly skipped out of the reach of Link's attack and pointed her blade at Link again. "You do not fight with swords often, do you?" Link asked, pausing another barrage of attacks.
"Why do you ask?"
"Your skills are worth sea scum," Link chuckled.
"Sea scum!" Dorothy roared, offended.
"Your forehead shines with sweat, and yet mine does not," Link smirked.
Dorothy quickly wiped her forehead with her sleeve. "Don't get too overconfident, you!" She snapped, quickly stabbing her sword at Link.
Closing his eyes, Link deflected Dorothy's sword with his own and grasped Dorothy by her wrist. With a yank from his elbow, Link pulled Dorothy from her spot and into his chest. Dorothy's sword flattened against Link's chest, twisting her wrist so that she lost her grip on her sword, letting it drop to the floor with a lond clang.
"Let go of me!" Dorothy snarled, pulling away from Link and thrashing her arm about in Link's grasp.
"Are you the best this world has to offer me?" Link chuckled with a cruel grin.
"Mister Trieze could defeat you blindfolded!" Dorothy snapped back, finally managing to writhe her wrist free from Link.
"Sir Trieze, eh?" Link mused to himself, "Where is he?"
"He's probably fighting your Gundam friends right now," Dorothy growled.
"And he is more skilled at a sword than thou?" Link asked.
"Yes," Dorothy grumbled.
"Who else can fence on this fortress?"
"Mister Milliardo can," Dorothy said, "But he's probably gone to fight your friends too!"
"So you are the only one here?"
"Yes."
"And no one but you can hope to defend this castle against me," Link sighed. Link looked at his feet and nudged Dorothy's saber with his boot. Then he stomped on the handle of the sword, making it dance in a flittering spiral up into the air in front of Link's face. Link caught the sword by the hilt with his free hand and then tossed the sword towards Dorothy with the handle towards her. "Come then, defend your castle for your helpless subjects!" Link demanded as Dorothy caught the blade by the grip.
"Gladly!" Dorothy responded sharply, lunging at Link with her sword again. Link responded to Dorothy's charge with a single swipe to Dorothy's arm. Dorothy yelped and sank to her knees, clutching her arm as a red spot grew from underneath her sleeve and hand.
Link sighed and twirled his sword about. "Is that all thou hast?" he asked.
"Go to hell," Dorothy grumbled.
"Been there," Link light-heartedly sighed. Link walked up to Dorothy and let the tip of his blade rest underneath Dorothy's chin. "Now, where is Trowa?"
"Trowa?" Dorothy asked, "Isn't he out there with the other Gundams?"
"No," Link replied, "He is here. Where is he?"
"Wait," Dorothy muttered, "If Trowa was here, then," Dorothy suddenly paused.
"Then what?" Link prompted.
"The Epyon!" Dorothy gasped.
"The what?" Link asked, "What is this Ep-yee-yon you speak of?"
"Ep-ee-yon," Dorothy said, "It's the most powerful Gundam ever created," she said, "And Trowa must have it! That's what mister Milliardo was saying- !"
"Milliardo?" Link asked, confused.
"Nevermind!" Dorothy said, "If I know those Gundam pilots, they'll use the Epyon to destroy Libra! With us included!"
Link took his sword away from Dorothy's throat and resheathed it. "Go, get thou gone," Link ordered, walking towards the door, "My work here is done anyway. Libra will shut down right, now."
As soon as Link finished, the lights in the room shut off, turning the room pitch-black, save for the glowing lights of a few sparks flying from the tampered control panel.
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"Aaargh!"
Upon hearing Heero's cry from over the radio in the midst of outer space combat, Duo responded, "Heero! What happened?"
"Damn-! The troops Trieze brought with him just turned on us!"
"Yeah, so I noticed!" Duo hastily responded as an explosion shook the cockpit of the Deathscythe Hell. "So?"
"The Wing Zero's taken too much damage!" Heero yelled over, "I don't know if it'll hold out much longer!"
Suddenly, the Altron whizzed past the monitors of the Deathscythe. "Wufei!" Duo exclaimed.
"I've taken care of Trieze!" Came the shouting voice of Wufei from over the radio, "Now to find Trowa!"
"No need," came a familiar placid voice from over the radio.
"Trowa!" Exclaimed the joyful voice of Quatre.
"Trowa, my man!" Duo cheered. "How are you?"
"Fine," Trowa replied, "And I've just gotten out of the Libra's hangar, with a little surprise."
Suddenly, Heero blurted out, "The Epyon!"
"Like it?" Trowa replied calmly.
"You son of a bitch!" Duo laughed, "The Epyon! You stole the Epyon?"
"Borrowed it," Trowa said, "And I've taken the liberty of setting Libra to selfdestruct right about. now!"
A sudden roar echoed throughout the cockpits of the Gundams. Though his monitors, Quatre could see what remined of the mobile doll army, both friendly and foe, vaporized instantly as they were enveloped and lost in a blast of flames from Libra. "What about Link?" Quatre worriedly asked.
"Link? Where is he?" Trowa asked, slightly startled.
"Oh God!" Quatre gasped, "He was still on Libra!"
-To be continued.