The Unicorn.
Chapter 7: Unicorns in the Dark World.
Endless falling. It had been over an hour since Link jumped into the Dark World, and he was still falling. *BINK* A sudden stop. 'FINALLY!!' Link thought. There was a flash of light...and then, in front of him...was a world. There were plants, animals, lakes, rivers and streams. Cautiously, Link walked into the Dark World. It seemed......peaceful. The only birds were ravens, blackbirds, vultures, and crows. There were only eels and lion-fish. Only thick, black poison trees. Dark water, with black sand beaches. Black, bat-winged rayiths and gray wolves were the only predators. It was a strange world. Something moved out of the corner of his eye. Something rushed towards him. In a flash, Link was ready to fight. It was the dark elf Vicres. Hylian elves, like Link, and Dark elves, like Vicres, never liked each other and they will fight if they come across one another. "If it isn't the elf king, Vicres." Link said. "If it isn't the hero of time, Link." They burned with hate, you wouldn't need to be a basketball to figure that out. "Fool! Why have you come to the Dark World? Leave! Now!" Link didn't move, "No, I have come to help a friend. And I won't leave until I get the job done." Vicres shot a black arrow into the air, and out of the shadows comes an army of Dark elves, "You can't fight and army fairy boy." Link nodded but said, "But I can die trying." The elves attacked. Constantly disappearing and re-appearing behind him, Link had no choice. In his arms came a large, orange, sphere. Link drove it into the ground, and around him came a dome of fire. It spread, incinerating the elves. Breathing heavily, Link slowly walked away. The further he went, the more evil the Dark World seemed to be. Finally, after at least a thousand miles, he came upon the Black Tower. Black light flew from it in no particular direction as Link approached. The marble lions guarding the doors seemed to watch him as he walked. By some unknown force, the doors opened. The moment Link walked in...they shut quickly behind him. "This is just plain weird." He muttered to himself as the torches lit themselves. He walked up numerous stairs, not knowing or caring what was going on in his heart. One of his hands was shaking. It did this often, but he never let anyone see it because they would think he was weak. There was one more door to go through, and beside it, a painting of......Bowser!! "What the hell?" Link almost laughed. Resuming his composure, the doors opened and warily, he stepped through. He was on top of the tower's flat roof. In the middle, was a statue of a dragon. It was holding unicorn horns, all but one hand had one. Right in front of it was a unicorn. It was tied by glowing cords and it still had it's horn. A figure appeared next to it, removing it's horn with magic. Link knew what was going on...but there was nothing he could do. The beautiful animal now looked like an old and weak mare he had seen somewhere. The unicorn disappeared. Now Link braced himself, for he was in for the fight of the century.
Chapter 7: Unicorns in the Dark World.
Endless falling. It had been over an hour since Link jumped into the Dark World, and he was still falling. *BINK* A sudden stop. 'FINALLY!!' Link thought. There was a flash of light...and then, in front of him...was a world. There were plants, animals, lakes, rivers and streams. Cautiously, Link walked into the Dark World. It seemed......peaceful. The only birds were ravens, blackbirds, vultures, and crows. There were only eels and lion-fish. Only thick, black poison trees. Dark water, with black sand beaches. Black, bat-winged rayiths and gray wolves were the only predators. It was a strange world. Something moved out of the corner of his eye. Something rushed towards him. In a flash, Link was ready to fight. It was the dark elf Vicres. Hylian elves, like Link, and Dark elves, like Vicres, never liked each other and they will fight if they come across one another. "If it isn't the elf king, Vicres." Link said. "If it isn't the hero of time, Link." They burned with hate, you wouldn't need to be a basketball to figure that out. "Fool! Why have you come to the Dark World? Leave! Now!" Link didn't move, "No, I have come to help a friend. And I won't leave until I get the job done." Vicres shot a black arrow into the air, and out of the shadows comes an army of Dark elves, "You can't fight and army fairy boy." Link nodded but said, "But I can die trying." The elves attacked. Constantly disappearing and re-appearing behind him, Link had no choice. In his arms came a large, orange, sphere. Link drove it into the ground, and around him came a dome of fire. It spread, incinerating the elves. Breathing heavily, Link slowly walked away. The further he went, the more evil the Dark World seemed to be. Finally, after at least a thousand miles, he came upon the Black Tower. Black light flew from it in no particular direction as Link approached. The marble lions guarding the doors seemed to watch him as he walked. By some unknown force, the doors opened. The moment Link walked in...they shut quickly behind him. "This is just plain weird." He muttered to himself as the torches lit themselves. He walked up numerous stairs, not knowing or caring what was going on in his heart. One of his hands was shaking. It did this often, but he never let anyone see it because they would think he was weak. There was one more door to go through, and beside it, a painting of......Bowser!! "What the hell?" Link almost laughed. Resuming his composure, the doors opened and warily, he stepped through. He was on top of the tower's flat roof. In the middle, was a statue of a dragon. It was holding unicorn horns, all but one hand had one. Right in front of it was a unicorn. It was tied by glowing cords and it still had it's horn. A figure appeared next to it, removing it's horn with magic. Link knew what was going on...but there was nothing he could do. The beautiful animal now looked like an old and weak mare he had seen somewhere. The unicorn disappeared. Now Link braced himself, for he was in for the fight of the century.