Chapter VII- Koume and Kotake
Ganondorf stood in awe as two women appeared before him. Both straddled broomsticks, and were extremely old. Each bore a jewel on their forehead- one red and one blue. Like fire and ice.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice trembling with fear.
"Who are we?" one of the hags said, repeating his question. "We are Koume…"
"and Kotake!" the other finished.
"We are going to help you boy- help you get revenge on Mareena."
"Mareena? How do you know her?"
"Eee hee hee! Know her? We practically created her!"
"We are the most powerful witches in the universe- and we are willing to help you. "
"Are you not grateful?"
"Well, of course… I mean… that is," Ganondorf stammered. "Who are you?"
"We told you, we are-"
"I know," Ganondorf interrupted. "But who are you? Where did you come from?"
"We are… uhh… we… darn, Kotake, I can't remember."
"Stupid. I remember. We… uhh… gimme a sec…" The two stood there, lost in thought.
"Well, you live for 378 years and try remembering your past! Hmmph. The nerve of some people."
"Sorry," he apologized, not wanting to anger them. He had sabotaged the little show they were putting on, and they didn't seem too happy about it.
"That's better." The witches regained their composure, trying to get back into their little game. "We will teach you to use the power you have, young one."
"My power? What power?"
"Why, can't you remember?" They obviously knew what his answer was going to be. "Think, child. Five years ago, your mother was murdered."
He remembered the night with pain, and still wondered how they knew so much about him.
"You were about to be killed, when something happened."
He remembered this too, suddenly realizing what they meant.
"That was your power."
"You are very strong, child. With our help, you can learn to use that power."
"After all, we are the only real friends you will ever have."
This didn't seem true.
"Samoora is my friend."
"Because she has to be. She made a promise to your mother before she died, telling her that she'd take care of you."
Ganondorf did not know this. But he still tried not to believe their words.
"So boy? What will it be?"
"Will you come with us? Will you let us teach you?"
Ganondorf didn't think that he had a choice.
"What about Samoora? Will she be all right? Will I still see her?"
"Hmmph. We will allow you to visit her from time to time. She will be fine."
Reluctantly, Ganondorf followed the witches into the thick darkness, afraid and excited by what he would find.
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Samoora sat in the shade of a large tree, enjoying the scenery around her. The valley was truly a beautiful place. Ganondorf would be back soon, and then they could have dinner.
Something caught her eye. She saw a faint flicker of movement at the top of the valley. She stood up, looking closely at the area. Sure enough, there was something there. It couldn't be Leevers- the ground here wasn't right for them. Besides, it was tall. It had to be a person. But who would be out here? She went to investigate the strange figure.
As she got closer, she could see that it was a woman. A Gerudo. She was young, probably about 18. But that still didn't answer the question of why she was here.
"Ho, there!" she hailed the new woman. "Who are you?"
The woman spotted Samoora, and came running towards her. Samoora saw that she carried a blade, and a pack on her back. At least she had had time to pack before she left. The woman neared her spot, stopping in front of her.
"I am Nabooru," she said, gasping for breath. "I didn't realize there were others here."
"Not to many others- just two of us actually. You're welcome to stay if you want."
"Thank you… ah…"
"Samoora. I am Samoora." The name rang like a bell in Nabooru's head.
"Samoora?! The traitor Samoora?"
"Traitor? Last time checked, I was the one who saved the boy."
"Boy?"
"Ganondorf. He's the other who lives here with me."
Nabooru sat down hard. It was too much.
"Come, child. We have much to talk about."
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They had gone to the house Ganondorf and Samoora had built together, and began to talk.
It took a lot of talking to convince Nabooru that she had not killed Nataru, though she was forced to tell the girl about her role in the whole thing. Nabooru seemed like a nice girl. Samoora wondered what had brought her so far out here.
"Why are you running, Nabooru?" she asked.
"Me? Mareena killed my mother, also. I escaped before she tried to get me, too."
The girl was smart, Samoora gave her that.
"Well, it appears we are all fugitives, then. Why don't you tell me what has happened since I have been gone."
She listened to the story of how Mareena had seized power and framed the other Vipers. She heard how the crossbow had been found in her room, and how Koomara had been executed. Koume and Kotake had somehow escaped, leaving only Mareena. She listened with disgust to the tale of how Mareena had made herself a queen, and murdered Nabooru's poor mother. The woman was more despicable than Samoora had thought.
"It is sickening," she said after the gruesome story had been finished. "Someday I will kill that woman."
"Not before I do, you won't."
"Haha, then we shall kill her together, eh?"
The two laughed like old friends reminiscing about adventures they had been on. Samoora was about to begin the story of the Leevare when they heard an awful cracking noise outside.
"What in the world was that?" Nabooru asked.
"Let's find out!"
They ran outside, and gaped with horror at a flaming pile of wood. It appeared that someone was building a bonfire with the trunks of trees.
"That got their attention, Koume!"
"Hee hee, look at their faces!"
The two Gerudos twirled around to look at two old hags perched on broomsticks.
"Uh oh, better put out the fire before they get mad! Hee hee!"
One of the strange little women raised her hand, above her head, then brought it done sharply, casting a blue streak of light at the inferno. It froze over instantly when the blast hit it. The two stood in awe at the giant frozen tree that seconds ago had been firewood. Samoora regained her composure at turned to face the witches.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"What, you don't recognize old friends?"
"We're hurt, Samoora!"
"I haven't seen you two before in my life. How do you know my name?"
"Perhaps this will jog your memory."
There was a flash of light, and standing in the hags' place were two young Gerudo warriors. Understanding crossed Samoora's face.
"Koume and Kotake. I never liked you."
"Eee hee hee, you better get used to it if you wish to see Ganondorf again!"
"Ganondorf? What have you done with him?"
"Patience, girl! We are going to teach him to use his power. He is with us now."
"No! I won't let you do that to him!"
"You don't have a choice, girl."
The two witches began to cackle, reverting back to their normal shapes. Samoora was forced to accept that, for now, she was at their mercy.
Ganondorf stood in awe as two women appeared before him. Both straddled broomsticks, and were extremely old. Each bore a jewel on their forehead- one red and one blue. Like fire and ice.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice trembling with fear.
"Who are we?" one of the hags said, repeating his question. "We are Koume…"
"and Kotake!" the other finished.
"We are going to help you boy- help you get revenge on Mareena."
"Mareena? How do you know her?"
"Eee hee hee! Know her? We practically created her!"
"We are the most powerful witches in the universe- and we are willing to help you. "
"Are you not grateful?"
"Well, of course… I mean… that is," Ganondorf stammered. "Who are you?"
"We told you, we are-"
"I know," Ganondorf interrupted. "But who are you? Where did you come from?"
"We are… uhh… we… darn, Kotake, I can't remember."
"Stupid. I remember. We… uhh… gimme a sec…" The two stood there, lost in thought.
"Well, you live for 378 years and try remembering your past! Hmmph. The nerve of some people."
"Sorry," he apologized, not wanting to anger them. He had sabotaged the little show they were putting on, and they didn't seem too happy about it.
"That's better." The witches regained their composure, trying to get back into their little game. "We will teach you to use the power you have, young one."
"My power? What power?"
"Why, can't you remember?" They obviously knew what his answer was going to be. "Think, child. Five years ago, your mother was murdered."
He remembered the night with pain, and still wondered how they knew so much about him.
"You were about to be killed, when something happened."
He remembered this too, suddenly realizing what they meant.
"That was your power."
"You are very strong, child. With our help, you can learn to use that power."
"After all, we are the only real friends you will ever have."
This didn't seem true.
"Samoora is my friend."
"Because she has to be. She made a promise to your mother before she died, telling her that she'd take care of you."
Ganondorf did not know this. But he still tried not to believe their words.
"So boy? What will it be?"
"Will you come with us? Will you let us teach you?"
Ganondorf didn't think that he had a choice.
"What about Samoora? Will she be all right? Will I still see her?"
"Hmmph. We will allow you to visit her from time to time. She will be fine."
Reluctantly, Ganondorf followed the witches into the thick darkness, afraid and excited by what he would find.
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Samoora sat in the shade of a large tree, enjoying the scenery around her. The valley was truly a beautiful place. Ganondorf would be back soon, and then they could have dinner.
Something caught her eye. She saw a faint flicker of movement at the top of the valley. She stood up, looking closely at the area. Sure enough, there was something there. It couldn't be Leevers- the ground here wasn't right for them. Besides, it was tall. It had to be a person. But who would be out here? She went to investigate the strange figure.
As she got closer, she could see that it was a woman. A Gerudo. She was young, probably about 18. But that still didn't answer the question of why she was here.
"Ho, there!" she hailed the new woman. "Who are you?"
The woman spotted Samoora, and came running towards her. Samoora saw that she carried a blade, and a pack on her back. At least she had had time to pack before she left. The woman neared her spot, stopping in front of her.
"I am Nabooru," she said, gasping for breath. "I didn't realize there were others here."
"Not to many others- just two of us actually. You're welcome to stay if you want."
"Thank you… ah…"
"Samoora. I am Samoora." The name rang like a bell in Nabooru's head.
"Samoora?! The traitor Samoora?"
"Traitor? Last time checked, I was the one who saved the boy."
"Boy?"
"Ganondorf. He's the other who lives here with me."
Nabooru sat down hard. It was too much.
"Come, child. We have much to talk about."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They had gone to the house Ganondorf and Samoora had built together, and began to talk.
It took a lot of talking to convince Nabooru that she had not killed Nataru, though she was forced to tell the girl about her role in the whole thing. Nabooru seemed like a nice girl. Samoora wondered what had brought her so far out here.
"Why are you running, Nabooru?" she asked.
"Me? Mareena killed my mother, also. I escaped before she tried to get me, too."
The girl was smart, Samoora gave her that.
"Well, it appears we are all fugitives, then. Why don't you tell me what has happened since I have been gone."
She listened to the story of how Mareena had seized power and framed the other Vipers. She heard how the crossbow had been found in her room, and how Koomara had been executed. Koume and Kotake had somehow escaped, leaving only Mareena. She listened with disgust to the tale of how Mareena had made herself a queen, and murdered Nabooru's poor mother. The woman was more despicable than Samoora had thought.
"It is sickening," she said after the gruesome story had been finished. "Someday I will kill that woman."
"Not before I do, you won't."
"Haha, then we shall kill her together, eh?"
The two laughed like old friends reminiscing about adventures they had been on. Samoora was about to begin the story of the Leevare when they heard an awful cracking noise outside.
"What in the world was that?" Nabooru asked.
"Let's find out!"
They ran outside, and gaped with horror at a flaming pile of wood. It appeared that someone was building a bonfire with the trunks of trees.
"That got their attention, Koume!"
"Hee hee, look at their faces!"
The two Gerudos twirled around to look at two old hags perched on broomsticks.
"Uh oh, better put out the fire before they get mad! Hee hee!"
One of the strange little women raised her hand, above her head, then brought it done sharply, casting a blue streak of light at the inferno. It froze over instantly when the blast hit it. The two stood in awe at the giant frozen tree that seconds ago had been firewood. Samoora regained her composure at turned to face the witches.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"What, you don't recognize old friends?"
"We're hurt, Samoora!"
"I haven't seen you two before in my life. How do you know my name?"
"Perhaps this will jog your memory."
There was a flash of light, and standing in the hags' place were two young Gerudo warriors. Understanding crossed Samoora's face.
"Koume and Kotake. I never liked you."
"Eee hee hee, you better get used to it if you wish to see Ganondorf again!"
"Ganondorf? What have you done with him?"
"Patience, girl! We are going to teach him to use his power. He is with us now."
"No! I won't let you do that to him!"
"You don't have a choice, girl."
The two witches began to cackle, reverting back to their normal shapes. Samoora was forced to accept that, for now, she was at their mercy.