After the Storm – Chapter three
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, its characters, or its accessories. I do own this plot, though.
Note: Since chapter two kinda ended hanging off of a cliff, I'll go ahead and lay it all on the line in this chapter. The chest will be opened, and more will happen. But, I'll shut up and let ya'll read.
Brightness was never so plainly displayed as it was then. With the opening of this huge, odd chest, the most intense white light, even more bright than the light of angels, was streamed upon me and into my unready eyes. Automatically using my hand as a shield, I stopped for a moment before I proceeded in my exploration of the chest. As my eyes began to adjust, I looked into the chest. There, without a bit of light touching it, lied a single object. Shrouded in mist this thing was, its making of the purest gold and silver, and its power beyond the imagination of the father of time himself.
It was a great weapon this thing was. One could tell by just looking at it. The hilt was gold, with spiral bands of silver running up it. The blade was of a metal that had never been witnessed by me, or anyone I think. I reached for the sword, and upon grasping it; a surge of power filled me, and ran from my hands throughout my body. I lifted the magnificent weapon from the confines of the chest, and drew it down to me to get a closer look at it. As I looked at it harder, I saw that there was an engraved writing where the hilt met the blade.
He who wields this sword in the time of need will become the protector of things sacred. Great, just what I needed. Another mission to make me out of a hero. But the thing did say that I have to wield the sword in the time of need. Thankfully, the time of need was over. I took this sword, and placed it in my sheath. I held the Master Sword in my hand, and proceeded to leave the dungeon. About halfway out, I heard a voice. To be exact, I heard Din's voice. She was calling me. I turned and ran to where she was, and found her looking for me like she had lost a million rupees.
"Link! Are you alright?" She yelled, running over to me.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but why are you here?" I had to know. I figured she would get my note, but it wasn't like her to come looking for me.
"There's a golden fog engulfing the land. I had to see if you were alright. When I got here, there was a really bright light, but it's gone now." Well, she did come to the root of the problem.
"Yeah, that was me, but what about this fog?" We walked out of the rest of the dungeon together, and when we got outside, I nearly fell over. There was a golden for everywhere, and even worse than that was the fact that the Maku Tree was towering over everything. We could see its green top hovering over everything. "We've got to get to him." I said, pulling Din along as I darted for the tree.
The nearer I came to the great tree, the bigger he became. He was far bigger than what I had feared. So many questions were arising, and so little time to figure out answers. Suddenly, I looked at the sword that was in my sheath. Its bright gold handle sticking triumphantly out into the air, and I started to wonder. Is this sword the cause of all of this trouble? If so, what was the point of fighting that monster, and hurting my eyes to get the damn thing? So, without even being assured of the sword being the problem, I started to hate it. I put every ounce of my trouble into hate for that blade. There wasn't really even a situation to speak of, considering what I've been through in the past, but, you guessed it, I still hated it.
Finally I arrived at the base of the Maku tree, only to be pitched back by the wave of energy that was erupting from it. Din at my side, I called to him, "What in the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Link, I'm afraid it is my end. My line of tree gets very large in size, and when we get too large, we eventually die out. I fear that something is causing me to rapidly grow to the size that causes death. There is no hope." The tree's words were sad as he closed his eyes, and waited for his final moment of being alive. I knew not what to do, but I still had to ask him about the sword. Rude? Yes, but that's me, always thinking of Link first.
"Maku Tree, can you explain this to me?" I questioned, holding up the sword. Upon catching sight of the thing, the Maku Tree shot his eyes open and bellowed.
"Link! You hold the sword of the Maku! I may still have a chance to live after all. You must travel to the land of Charlout and defeat the holder of the sword. For when the sword was awakened, the owner was too. This means that if you kill him, his hold over all Maku will be broken." Even in the face of death, the tree still spoke in riddles.
What I gathered out of it was that I had to go on yet another quest, something I swore never to do again, I had to find the master of this sword, the one that had control over the Maku Trees, and kill him. All I ever asked was to have a mission that was a little different. Instead, every time its find eight sacred items, each in a dungeon, kill a head boss, and wake a very powerful being that could get me home. And in the process, save a land in peril. But there had been good sides to these quests. One was meeting Din and starting a new life in Holodrum. But, I seem to be cursed with never ending unhappiness.
No matter what I do, I can't be happy for long. Everything was going great; I had a home, a future, and friends. For once in my life I wasn't trying to follow Zelda around like a lost puppy, but what should happen? I manage to get myself into deeper shit than I can crawl out of. But now I had a home to fight for, and I was going to make sure that I got back to that home as quickly as possible. No damn tree master was going to stand in between happiness and me.
So, I promised the Maku Tree that I would kill this guy, and get him back to normal. But what I was really promising was to kill the guy so I could get back to normal. So, I went to the camp, got my weapons, potions, and tunics, and headed out for my journey to save the Maku Tree.
"Wait, Link!" It was Din. I was actually halfway hoping that she would want to go with me, so when she asked, I agreed.
"Why do you want to come with me? You have a lot of people to dance for back home." I asked her, about a mile out of Holodrum.
"Well let's just say that I get really bored back at home, and besides, maybe if I go with you this can be fun for both of us." I really hoped that it would, but when you look at reality, what fun can you have while killing the owner of a super-sword?
Post Note: I don't like this chapter at all. It got my point across, but I think it's a little on the weak side. I could have put a lot more behind the words in here, but I'm really tired, and I have a deadline to meet involving posting my updates, so here you have it. Please review, and look for more, far better work, soon. Keep it real.
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, its characters, or its accessories. I do own this plot, though.
Note: Since chapter two kinda ended hanging off of a cliff, I'll go ahead and lay it all on the line in this chapter. The chest will be opened, and more will happen. But, I'll shut up and let ya'll read.
Brightness was never so plainly displayed as it was then. With the opening of this huge, odd chest, the most intense white light, even more bright than the light of angels, was streamed upon me and into my unready eyes. Automatically using my hand as a shield, I stopped for a moment before I proceeded in my exploration of the chest. As my eyes began to adjust, I looked into the chest. There, without a bit of light touching it, lied a single object. Shrouded in mist this thing was, its making of the purest gold and silver, and its power beyond the imagination of the father of time himself.
It was a great weapon this thing was. One could tell by just looking at it. The hilt was gold, with spiral bands of silver running up it. The blade was of a metal that had never been witnessed by me, or anyone I think. I reached for the sword, and upon grasping it; a surge of power filled me, and ran from my hands throughout my body. I lifted the magnificent weapon from the confines of the chest, and drew it down to me to get a closer look at it. As I looked at it harder, I saw that there was an engraved writing where the hilt met the blade.
He who wields this sword in the time of need will become the protector of things sacred. Great, just what I needed. Another mission to make me out of a hero. But the thing did say that I have to wield the sword in the time of need. Thankfully, the time of need was over. I took this sword, and placed it in my sheath. I held the Master Sword in my hand, and proceeded to leave the dungeon. About halfway out, I heard a voice. To be exact, I heard Din's voice. She was calling me. I turned and ran to where she was, and found her looking for me like she had lost a million rupees.
"Link! Are you alright?" She yelled, running over to me.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but why are you here?" I had to know. I figured she would get my note, but it wasn't like her to come looking for me.
"There's a golden fog engulfing the land. I had to see if you were alright. When I got here, there was a really bright light, but it's gone now." Well, she did come to the root of the problem.
"Yeah, that was me, but what about this fog?" We walked out of the rest of the dungeon together, and when we got outside, I nearly fell over. There was a golden for everywhere, and even worse than that was the fact that the Maku Tree was towering over everything. We could see its green top hovering over everything. "We've got to get to him." I said, pulling Din along as I darted for the tree.
The nearer I came to the great tree, the bigger he became. He was far bigger than what I had feared. So many questions were arising, and so little time to figure out answers. Suddenly, I looked at the sword that was in my sheath. Its bright gold handle sticking triumphantly out into the air, and I started to wonder. Is this sword the cause of all of this trouble? If so, what was the point of fighting that monster, and hurting my eyes to get the damn thing? So, without even being assured of the sword being the problem, I started to hate it. I put every ounce of my trouble into hate for that blade. There wasn't really even a situation to speak of, considering what I've been through in the past, but, you guessed it, I still hated it.
Finally I arrived at the base of the Maku tree, only to be pitched back by the wave of energy that was erupting from it. Din at my side, I called to him, "What in the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Link, I'm afraid it is my end. My line of tree gets very large in size, and when we get too large, we eventually die out. I fear that something is causing me to rapidly grow to the size that causes death. There is no hope." The tree's words were sad as he closed his eyes, and waited for his final moment of being alive. I knew not what to do, but I still had to ask him about the sword. Rude? Yes, but that's me, always thinking of Link first.
"Maku Tree, can you explain this to me?" I questioned, holding up the sword. Upon catching sight of the thing, the Maku Tree shot his eyes open and bellowed.
"Link! You hold the sword of the Maku! I may still have a chance to live after all. You must travel to the land of Charlout and defeat the holder of the sword. For when the sword was awakened, the owner was too. This means that if you kill him, his hold over all Maku will be broken." Even in the face of death, the tree still spoke in riddles.
What I gathered out of it was that I had to go on yet another quest, something I swore never to do again, I had to find the master of this sword, the one that had control over the Maku Trees, and kill him. All I ever asked was to have a mission that was a little different. Instead, every time its find eight sacred items, each in a dungeon, kill a head boss, and wake a very powerful being that could get me home. And in the process, save a land in peril. But there had been good sides to these quests. One was meeting Din and starting a new life in Holodrum. But, I seem to be cursed with never ending unhappiness.
No matter what I do, I can't be happy for long. Everything was going great; I had a home, a future, and friends. For once in my life I wasn't trying to follow Zelda around like a lost puppy, but what should happen? I manage to get myself into deeper shit than I can crawl out of. But now I had a home to fight for, and I was going to make sure that I got back to that home as quickly as possible. No damn tree master was going to stand in between happiness and me.
So, I promised the Maku Tree that I would kill this guy, and get him back to normal. But what I was really promising was to kill the guy so I could get back to normal. So, I went to the camp, got my weapons, potions, and tunics, and headed out for my journey to save the Maku Tree.
"Wait, Link!" It was Din. I was actually halfway hoping that she would want to go with me, so when she asked, I agreed.
"Why do you want to come with me? You have a lot of people to dance for back home." I asked her, about a mile out of Holodrum.
"Well let's just say that I get really bored back at home, and besides, maybe if I go with you this can be fun for both of us." I really hoped that it would, but when you look at reality, what fun can you have while killing the owner of a super-sword?
Post Note: I don't like this chapter at all. It got my point across, but I think it's a little on the weak side. I could have put a lot more behind the words in here, but I'm really tired, and I have a deadline to meet involving posting my updates, so here you have it. Please review, and look for more, far better work, soon. Keep it real.