Vengeance
Chapter 15
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He looked at the sheath of his sword. It was hard to believe that his mother was a goddess, and his father was a normal man. What did that make him? A demi-god? He pulled the sword from its sheath, and let it fall to the ground. He held the sheath in his hands. He looked at the design on it. It seemed to be little scenes, in chronological order. The first one was the pentagram in the town center. The second one was the temple of light. Then Oniwalu's dream. Then he saw a dragon and a girl riding it in the next one. He looked at Next. Was this sheath some sort of prophecy? He looked at the next one. There was a skull and cross-bones. What does this mean? he thought. That usually means death, but... He looked at Next again. It couldn't mean that. He sheathed his sword again, and walked back to Next and Shanæro, lizard-formed, who were talking.
"So what you're saying is that if Oniwalu is in danger, you have to protect him?" Next said.
"Yes," Shanæro responded, "That's exactly it. Likewise, if I'm in danger, he must protect me. So it's a sort of symbiont relationship. I help him, he helps me. Shall we move on?"
"Yes," Oniwalu said strongly, "Let's. I think we should visit the Kokiri first. They might have some information for us as to what evil lurks here."
They moved out of the grotto, toward Kokiri village. Suddenly, just as they reached the edge of the forest, a giant wolf leaped out from behind a tree! It tried to attack Next, but Oniwalu stepped in front of her, taking the full blow of the attack in his face. He fell to the ground, unconscious. Next looked at his motionless body. She drew her sword, and held it in her hand. The wolf jumped at her again, and she caught it at its throat. She held it in the air for a moment, and then threw it against a tree. She walked up to it and sliced its head off. Immediately the wolf vanished. She looked everywhere for the wolf, and then looked at Shanæro.
"Where'd it go?!"
"That is something that happens normally here in Hyrule. You will get used to it eventually."
Next knelt down beside Oniwalu, and ripped off a piece of her sleeve. She soaked up the blood that was dripping down his face, but it only let more blood flow. Then she remembered her sword. She pressed the flat edge of it against his wounds, and saw him flinch as the blood vanished, and his wounds were healed. His eyes fluttered open.
"You saved me..." she said. "I don't know how to thank you."
Oniwalu looked at the sheath of his sword. The skull and crossbones scene was gone. He smiled.
Suddenly Next grabbed him and held him close. Oniwalu wasn't sure what she meant by this, but then he heard her sobbing. He rubbed her back, and tried to calm her.
"What's wrong, Next?" He said.
"I'm...never gonna...see...M...Massic..." And she cried. He brushed her hair with his hand, humming softly. She stopped crying. She looked up at his face, full of sympathy, and she buried her face in his chest.
Nearby, Magnellen and Shanæro were talking quietly. "That girl will be the death of Oniwalu, Magnellen," Shanæro said simply.
"You don't know that, Shanæro. I wouldn't worry about them. We should be thinking about the task at hand. Next is getting restless. I can feel it. She misses Anlya, and Mihiv as well. I don't think she is happy here in Hyrule."
"She seems happy enough. Look." Oniwalu was rocking Next back and forth. "I will never understand young minds...I guess I'd better do something..." So mouse-formed, Shanæro scurried toward the two young adults. He purposely ran straight into Next's bare feet. Next jumped, and so did Oniwalu. They stood up, looking down at the mouse that had disrupted them. Shanæro looked at them, and saw that they were holding hands. He scurried back over to Magnellen.
Oniwalu and Next looked at each other, and realized that they were holding hands. Laughing, they let go of each other's hands. Oniwalu noticed then that the wind was very cold where his hand was, and Next noticed the wind's exceeding heat where hers was. So they held hands again, so that their hands would be at the right temperature. Although, it was a very calm day that day, and there were no temperature currents in the area.
Chapter 15
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He looked at the sheath of his sword. It was hard to believe that his mother was a goddess, and his father was a normal man. What did that make him? A demi-god? He pulled the sword from its sheath, and let it fall to the ground. He held the sheath in his hands. He looked at the design on it. It seemed to be little scenes, in chronological order. The first one was the pentagram in the town center. The second one was the temple of light. Then Oniwalu's dream. Then he saw a dragon and a girl riding it in the next one. He looked at Next. Was this sheath some sort of prophecy? He looked at the next one. There was a skull and cross-bones. What does this mean? he thought. That usually means death, but... He looked at Next again. It couldn't mean that. He sheathed his sword again, and walked back to Next and Shanæro, lizard-formed, who were talking.
"So what you're saying is that if Oniwalu is in danger, you have to protect him?" Next said.
"Yes," Shanæro responded, "That's exactly it. Likewise, if I'm in danger, he must protect me. So it's a sort of symbiont relationship. I help him, he helps me. Shall we move on?"
"Yes," Oniwalu said strongly, "Let's. I think we should visit the Kokiri first. They might have some information for us as to what evil lurks here."
They moved out of the grotto, toward Kokiri village. Suddenly, just as they reached the edge of the forest, a giant wolf leaped out from behind a tree! It tried to attack Next, but Oniwalu stepped in front of her, taking the full blow of the attack in his face. He fell to the ground, unconscious. Next looked at his motionless body. She drew her sword, and held it in her hand. The wolf jumped at her again, and she caught it at its throat. She held it in the air for a moment, and then threw it against a tree. She walked up to it and sliced its head off. Immediately the wolf vanished. She looked everywhere for the wolf, and then looked at Shanæro.
"Where'd it go?!"
"That is something that happens normally here in Hyrule. You will get used to it eventually."
Next knelt down beside Oniwalu, and ripped off a piece of her sleeve. She soaked up the blood that was dripping down his face, but it only let more blood flow. Then she remembered her sword. She pressed the flat edge of it against his wounds, and saw him flinch as the blood vanished, and his wounds were healed. His eyes fluttered open.
"You saved me..." she said. "I don't know how to thank you."
Oniwalu looked at the sheath of his sword. The skull and crossbones scene was gone. He smiled.
Suddenly Next grabbed him and held him close. Oniwalu wasn't sure what she meant by this, but then he heard her sobbing. He rubbed her back, and tried to calm her.
"What's wrong, Next?" He said.
"I'm...never gonna...see...M...Massic..." And she cried. He brushed her hair with his hand, humming softly. She stopped crying. She looked up at his face, full of sympathy, and she buried her face in his chest.
Nearby, Magnellen and Shanæro were talking quietly. "That girl will be the death of Oniwalu, Magnellen," Shanæro said simply.
"You don't know that, Shanæro. I wouldn't worry about them. We should be thinking about the task at hand. Next is getting restless. I can feel it. She misses Anlya, and Mihiv as well. I don't think she is happy here in Hyrule."
"She seems happy enough. Look." Oniwalu was rocking Next back and forth. "I will never understand young minds...I guess I'd better do something..." So mouse-formed, Shanæro scurried toward the two young adults. He purposely ran straight into Next's bare feet. Next jumped, and so did Oniwalu. They stood up, looking down at the mouse that had disrupted them. Shanæro looked at them, and saw that they were holding hands. He scurried back over to Magnellen.
Oniwalu and Next looked at each other, and realized that they were holding hands. Laughing, they let go of each other's hands. Oniwalu noticed then that the wind was very cold where his hand was, and Next noticed the wind's exceeding heat where hers was. So they held hands again, so that their hands would be at the right temperature. Although, it was a very calm day that day, and there were no temperature currents in the area.