Chapter 8-
(note: slight violence in this chapter (eek!) so you know better cover those angelic eyes so they don't get scarred bwahhaha! Actually don't worry there's barely any, just thought I outta warn all you peepers though!)
Also.. Something my idiot self had forgotten and should have added right away .
Disclaimer: (heh, heh. I'll cheat and say this stands for all the other chapters beforehand) All characters, places, stuff, yada yada that deal with the game The Legend of Zelda are owned by Nintendo of America/ Japan. (that is until my evil little plan to take over goes into effect! j/k) Ack!! **gets carried off by 10 foot tall Nintendo goons**
Mia walked down the long hallway of doors towards her room. This hallway consisted of old and worn wooden doors on both the right and left sides. Each door on one side was straight across from the one on the other side. She looked at the numbers on the doors to see if they matched the number on the key that Amy gave her earlier to her own room, 22. Figures that one was probably the one at the way end of the hall. Each door was identical to the other excluding their ID numbers. The rooms were probably all the same too, tiny and dull. Finally finding her room, right where she figured it would be, she unlocked the door and with a slight push was inside.
It was pitch dark in the room, by now she was starting to despise the dark. There was a little bit of light coming from the single window of the room where a white curtain covered it. The curtain was very thin so light could easily find its way through. Wind from the open window whipped the curtain all over, at some moments you'd think it'd rip the curtain off the wind was that strong. Mia lit a lantern situated by the bed on a small table and sat down on her bed observing the room. Just as she thought before, tiny and dull were the perfect words to explain it. In the corner diagonal from her and next to the door was a small closet where Amy had put Mia's stuff earlier. The nightstand next to her bed where the lantern was was the only table of any sorts in the room. Her bed took up one whole side of the four walled room.
Mia didn't want to go to sleep in case Garrison decided to pay her a visit like he was hinting at. She had to stay awake, maybe plan something. A little surprise for him? Maybe. She got up from her bed after pondering about what she thought of the room and paced back and forth through her room of pitiful size. Each time when making a turn she glanced back at the bed in the corner. It looked so comfy. Quickly shaking her head snapping out of dosing off from time to time she'd go back to pacing. What was there that she could actually do to surprise Garrison? Hide somewhere and jump out attacking him when he decides to show himself? Naww.. Mia'd probably end up falling asleep in her hiding place.
After a few more moments of pacing Mia started to hear voices in the back of her head. It sounded like it was the bed talking to her. ...The bed?!
Come to me. Come to my covers of warm, to my pillows of softness. I'll take you away from your troubles.
Mia stared at the bed. Naww.. She must have been just hearing things. So she hasn't had any sleep in the past three or so days? Three days is nothing!
You know you need the sleep... You're safe right here!
She shook her head, running over to the pitcher and bowl on the table and pouring all the water into the bowl. Then with a deep breath picked up the bowl of water and dumped it all over her head. Now she was awake! .. And wet... AGAIN! Her hair dripped water like a faucet as it ran down her clothes. She shivered, and now was reliving the same feeling of cold as when first walking into this pub. "Well! At least I'm not tired anymore!" Then she heard that same voice again.
You'll catch cold staying like that. If you go to bed, to your, nice, warm, dry, and comfy bed, you won't have to worry.
"I'm not gonna catch cold! I've been wetter before!"
You need to be healthy you know.
"ARGH!!" Mia held her head in her hands. Okay, that's it. She wasn't going to fall asleep! No sir! That bed with its voices wasn't going to win here!
Don't deny it.
"QUIET!" She screamed towards the bed.
You'll have your complete quiet time once you drift off into dreamland, surrounded by protecting blankets.
Mia didn't say a word, she just went back to pacing. It was all in her head, yeah, so she could ignore it. Juuust ignore it and it'll go away.
I'm not going away.
She stopped. This bed was getting really annoying. According to how much time she's taken dealing with, err.. the voices from her bed it was about midnight. Maybe Garrison won't show up at all? Probably not. Well... She does need sleep, and who knows if Garrison will even be able to find her.
That's the way to think. You need the sleep. You need the bed.
Her eyes were starting to get heavy. She started letting out a huge yawn but stopped herself short. Looking back at the bed, for some strange reason she could almost see it, grinning mischievously.
You won't make it through the day tomorrow unless you get some sleep
Her legs were starting to feel sore, numb, and stiff. Why now though!? Figures, only room left in the pub was one with a bed that talks. Without thinking, which was pretty difficult the way it was at the moment. She inched towards the bed. She didn't want it to win, I mean, how can you lose to a bed?! Before Mia knew it she was already drifted off into dreamland, passing out and almost missing the bed. Situating herself in her sleep so she didn't end up sliding off the bed and was comfortable, Mia was out like a light.
In what seemed like hours Mia was awaken by a noise. She didn't know what it was but it really startled her. It was pitch black in the room once again. The lantern must have either run out of fluid or was blown out by the wind.
"Maybe that'll start talking next." Mia thought in her head.
She reached over to try to turn it on again, her eyes finally starting to adjust to the dark being she could see some familiar things in the room. Mia finally found where the lamp was on the table and was about to try to light it, until she stopped cold. Her heart started to race, she had a feeling of the presence of someone else in her room. A rustle type noise came and something flashed into the moonlight from the window for a split second and gleamed. Something that was metal, and looked sharp and menacing. Like a sword, dagger, or knife.
Before she had time to think a figure ran towards her the metal object she saw before raised above its head and jumping into the air. Mia rolled off her bed and onto the floor while this figure landed on her bed sending its dagger straight into the mattress. The figure pulled it up sending the dagger through the bed again and again not knowing that was just a bed it was killing. Mia quickly got up and lit the lantern to see this figure filling the room with light again. The figure was Garrison. He looked towards Mia with a shocked look before looking at the empty torn-up bed expecting a blood covered lifeless body, not a lifeless mattress covered with feathers. In his right hand he held a normal dagger only this one was about as big as a child's sword that curved and split in two at the end. Mia started backing towards the door not turning her back on Garrison.
He turned to her and stared her down for a second with his sinister eyes showing all the rage inside of him, he was MAD! Mia had quickly reached the door but her hands were too shaky she couldn't get the knob to turn! Garrison jumped off the bed charging at her aiming his dagger straight for the heart. She ducked and dodged landing on the floor out of the way just in time. Garrison on the other hand was charging with so much steam he sent his dagger straight through the door, and it really got stuck. He jerked and pulled but the dagger wouldn't budge. Mia tried quickly to get to her feet, but not being fully awake meant she wasn't moving as quick as she should have been. Garrison finally using all of his strength grabbed the dagger with both hands, and putting one foot on the door to add to his strength was able to yank it out. It also left a pretty good size hole in the door. He twirled around grabbing Mia by the hair catching her right when had gotten to her feet. She let out a yelp and was pulled back towards him. He wrapped the arm with the dagger around her throat letting the dagger just barely touch the skin of her neck. He then took his free arm and taking her one arm and pinning it behind her back. The cold hard steel of the dagger gave Mia goosebumps and the shivers. This looked like the end of her.
Garrison whispered very softly still trying to catch his breath, "Enough of playing these children's games. Goodnight my snoopy witch." He then finished his short goodbye speech to her with a kiss on her cheek.
Mia cringed at that last action and was disgusted. The kiss sent the feeling of cold as when you walk outside a harsh winter's day down her back, for it was just like ice. Thinking quickly she came up with one last-ditch effort. She took the free arm that he didn't have pinned clenching her fist and closing her elbow joint, and with a deep breath and all the strength she had at the moment she threw her arm back the point of her elbow nailing Garrison right in the stomach. With widen eyes Garrison lost his grip of Mia, falling to the floor. He clutched the area right where she hit him with both hands coughing and gasping for breath, breath in which he was trying to catch even earlier. Mia now free leaped over to her belt laying on the nightstand opening a pouch and pulling out a small knife. This knife was a good deal smaller than the monster Garrison had, but at least now she was armed.
By the time Mia was done with this task Garrison was already to his feet, and even more enraged then earlier. He slashed his dagger at her giving up his charge attack plan, but she evaded it with hers. The two weapons gave a loud "clang!" and sent sparks flying when colliding. He tried again this time Mia evading it just like before. But this wasn't as good as a try for she felt a sudden pain go through her hand. She looked down and a crimson red line of blood went straight across the top of her creamy white hand, it was a perfectly clean cut and hurt like hell! Garrison charged her again as she examined her injury sending them both crashing to the floor. They rolled around the floor fighting for one to get an advantage against the other by injuring them of any sorts with their knife and dagger. Mia ended up on top of Garrison first trying to force her knife into his heart. To his luck though Garrison was able threw her off right away with the greatest of ease. She flew backward having only the nightstand stop her in mid-flight causing everything on top of the table to move or shake. The lantern on the table rattled for a few moments before going out once again. Figures how cheap lanterns were made now a days! Darkness took over yet again. They both continued to wrestle on the floor not letting the darkness stop them in any way. The commotion they made of running into furniture continued for a few moments neither one succeeding in getting rid of the other.
At one point the sound of skin and flesh being cut and torn came, a yelp in pain followed, then total silence. The cheap lantern was lit yet again shedding light into the room. There in the middle of the floor lied the broken body of Garrison, as dead as he looked. Mia, with complete luck was able to sink her knife into Garrison right where his heart was while they fought in the dark. She sat down on her bed clutching her bleeding hand and catching her breath. Also keeping a sharp eye on Garrison to make sure he didn't get up. Blood flowed out from under his lifeless body. Well, she thought it was blood, but this so-called blood was pitch black. Just then the body started to burn up into nothing with a green silent fire. A shadow escaped from its burning body, floating upward. The face in the shadow gave Mia a silent stare, before squealing and laughing then vaporizing into thin air. The fire died out immediately once the body was completely gone, Garrison was now no more.
A pounding knock came at the door, a woman's voice was heard from behind it, "Oh my goddess! Look at that hole in the door!"
A man's voice followed, "Don't worry dear it can be fixed."
After a few moments of the doorknob wiggling and the people on the other side trying to unlock the door they were able to let themselves in. Mia would have gotten up to open it, if she was not off in another world at the moment. The people that came in were Amy and her parents, looking with wide eyes and open mouths at the mess that was created in the room. Then turning their attention to Mia, bleeding, bruised, and looking like she's been to hell and back.
Amy ran over and sat next to Mia giving her a hug. Mia cringe since her back hurt too, even though she finally snapped out of her daydreaming.
Her father stammered words out, "Wha.. Wha.. What happened in here?!"
"I am so sorry. There was.. this, man. He had snuck into my room and was trying to kill me. I.. I was able to fend him off and kill him, barely." Mia stuttered, looking at the spot where Garrison last laid.
"But.. Where's his body then!?" The father continued.
"Dad!! Do you not believe her? Look at her! What kind of person are you trying to interrogate her after she was almost killed!" Amy protested at her dad.
Her dad after that brief speech from Amy didn't say a single word in return.
Amy's mother walked slowly over towards Mia kneeling by her, "Oh, you poor dear. You must be so shaken up. Well, you can spend the rest of the night sharing a room with Amy. She has a big enough room for the both of you to easily fit. Okay? Then tomorrow we can get you cleaned up, but before we do anything we better fix this." Amy's mother gently took Mia's injured hand to inspect it.
"Yeah, then for the rest of the day tomorrow you two can clean this mess up." The father said with a smile, but it faded away quickly once the mother shot him a glare.
Mia nodded in agreement. She was too tired, exhausted, and worn out to care anymore. Zelda was gonna get a talking to when she gets back home. Amy's parents helped Mia gather up her things. After that Mia and Amy headed towards their room to actually get some sleep for the night. Let's just hope the bed didn't talk in that room.