Chapter 8
The blackness was starting to swirl with a mix of light. Light continued to grow as Link felt the pretend rope pulling at him hard. It became so intense that the brightness blinded Link, but only for a second. When his eyes adjusted back, he could feel himself land on hard, tiled ground. With a sickening lurch of his stomach, he realized that the place looked an awful lot like what had been Ganondorf's castle. High above him on a ledge, he saw someone that he had not seen in what seemed like ages, Aloysius. Next to him, was someone who he thought he would never have to see again.
"Ganondorf!" Link said, more surprised than scared.
"In the flesh," the former King of Evil said, with a flourish of his cape.
"What do you want this time?" Link asked angrily, although he already had a pretty good idea.
"Why, nothing less than the Triforce of Courage, of course," Ganondorf said. "And to make sure I can get it this time, I will not fight you."
"What?" Link thought. "What does he mean? Who else would fight?"
"Instead, you will fight, " Ganondorf paused for his own dramatic effect, "Your son," he sneered.
"What!?" Link exclaimed. Aloysius just stood there. Ganondorf obviously had some kind of hypnosis spell on him, because Aloysius's eyes seemed to be glazed over.
"Aloysius, as you call him, was made by your blood, some from my clothes when I managed to rip a part of your flesh open. Add a little magic, and there, a Hylian slave," he slowed down the last two words, apparently enjoying his own genius.
"But the burning village! Tyranna, how come he grew so fast?" Link asked, sounding confused.
Ganondorf took even more pride in the fact that he had managed to fool Link. "The village and Tyranna were nothing more than illusions. As for Aloysius's rapid growth, " he smiled, his hideous, awful smile. "I had to gain enough energy to open the seal from the Sacred Realm. As I gained power, Aloysius was able to grow faster. Now, Aloysius, attack!" Ganondorf yelled and pointed at Link.
Aloysius jumped down from the ledge he had been standing on and landed in front of Link. His eyes didn't move, and they had lost the cheerfulness that he had. He withdrew the sword Link had given him and charged. Link missed the attack, but just barely. Their swords clanged together, making the room sound like the smithy forges in which they were made. Ganondorf watched from the ledge, like a cat watching a mouse before it decides to make a kill. Aloysius knew how to fight Link, having done so for practice. Soon, the three bottled fairies Link had were spent. Though Link fought valiantly, he could not bring himself to even harm Aloysius. Memories came back to him of when he had helped Aloysius walk, when he saved Aloysius from drowning in Lake Hylia, and other memories as well. Link did not know what he was going to do. He could not kill his son.
"What's the matter, Hero of Time?" Ganondorf asked, although he already knew. Ganondorf had purposely chosen this as another way to get the Triforce. Link's one weakness was the ones he cared deeply about. "To hard for you?"
"Huh?" Link turned to look up at Ganondorf, because he had not heard what he said. This gave Aloysius a chance to thrust his sword in Link's back, all the way through, the tip sticking out of Link's chest. "Aagghh!!!" Link let out a yell of pain as he fell to his knees, his sword clattering to the floor. Link's life started to spill down his back and over the tiles. Link then fell all the way down to the ground, Aloysius's sword now pointing to the ceiling.
Whatever trance Aloysius had been in, he snapped out of it. "No! Link! What came over me?" Aloysius rushed over to Link's body and pulled out the sword. He threw it far away. Rage slowly built in him. "What have you done to," he seethed, "to, my father!?" Aloysius screamed at Ganondorf angrily. He obviously had been able to hear everything that had went on, but Ganondorf made him think that Link was his enemy.
"Oh, really now, you'd better clean up your mess, Aloysius. Blood so ever does stain a floor," Ganondorf said, laughing his evil chuckle at his own joke as the jumped down from the ledge to claim the Triforce of Courage.
"Blood," Aloysius thought. "The blood that created me." Aloysius turned Link over on his back and put his hand on the place where Link's heart was. There was nothing there now but a dark, soggy patch. Link's eyes where half-opened, as though he was tired and had just woken up. Aloysius thought of the great times he had shared with Link, and couldn't help it, tears stung his eyes. Life continued to spill over the tiles, filling the cracks as it went. He looked at his hand. "The blood that created me," he said aloud, examining the red on his hand. He went over to Link's Master Sword and grabbed it.
The blackness was starting to swirl with a mix of light. Light continued to grow as Link felt the pretend rope pulling at him hard. It became so intense that the brightness blinded Link, but only for a second. When his eyes adjusted back, he could feel himself land on hard, tiled ground. With a sickening lurch of his stomach, he realized that the place looked an awful lot like what had been Ganondorf's castle. High above him on a ledge, he saw someone that he had not seen in what seemed like ages, Aloysius. Next to him, was someone who he thought he would never have to see again.
"Ganondorf!" Link said, more surprised than scared.
"In the flesh," the former King of Evil said, with a flourish of his cape.
"What do you want this time?" Link asked angrily, although he already had a pretty good idea.
"Why, nothing less than the Triforce of Courage, of course," Ganondorf said. "And to make sure I can get it this time, I will not fight you."
"What?" Link thought. "What does he mean? Who else would fight?"
"Instead, you will fight, " Ganondorf paused for his own dramatic effect, "Your son," he sneered.
"What!?" Link exclaimed. Aloysius just stood there. Ganondorf obviously had some kind of hypnosis spell on him, because Aloysius's eyes seemed to be glazed over.
"Aloysius, as you call him, was made by your blood, some from my clothes when I managed to rip a part of your flesh open. Add a little magic, and there, a Hylian slave," he slowed down the last two words, apparently enjoying his own genius.
"But the burning village! Tyranna, how come he grew so fast?" Link asked, sounding confused.
Ganondorf took even more pride in the fact that he had managed to fool Link. "The village and Tyranna were nothing more than illusions. As for Aloysius's rapid growth, " he smiled, his hideous, awful smile. "I had to gain enough energy to open the seal from the Sacred Realm. As I gained power, Aloysius was able to grow faster. Now, Aloysius, attack!" Ganondorf yelled and pointed at Link.
Aloysius jumped down from the ledge he had been standing on and landed in front of Link. His eyes didn't move, and they had lost the cheerfulness that he had. He withdrew the sword Link had given him and charged. Link missed the attack, but just barely. Their swords clanged together, making the room sound like the smithy forges in which they were made. Ganondorf watched from the ledge, like a cat watching a mouse before it decides to make a kill. Aloysius knew how to fight Link, having done so for practice. Soon, the three bottled fairies Link had were spent. Though Link fought valiantly, he could not bring himself to even harm Aloysius. Memories came back to him of when he had helped Aloysius walk, when he saved Aloysius from drowning in Lake Hylia, and other memories as well. Link did not know what he was going to do. He could not kill his son.
"What's the matter, Hero of Time?" Ganondorf asked, although he already knew. Ganondorf had purposely chosen this as another way to get the Triforce. Link's one weakness was the ones he cared deeply about. "To hard for you?"
"Huh?" Link turned to look up at Ganondorf, because he had not heard what he said. This gave Aloysius a chance to thrust his sword in Link's back, all the way through, the tip sticking out of Link's chest. "Aagghh!!!" Link let out a yell of pain as he fell to his knees, his sword clattering to the floor. Link's life started to spill down his back and over the tiles. Link then fell all the way down to the ground, Aloysius's sword now pointing to the ceiling.
Whatever trance Aloysius had been in, he snapped out of it. "No! Link! What came over me?" Aloysius rushed over to Link's body and pulled out the sword. He threw it far away. Rage slowly built in him. "What have you done to," he seethed, "to, my father!?" Aloysius screamed at Ganondorf angrily. He obviously had been able to hear everything that had went on, but Ganondorf made him think that Link was his enemy.
"Oh, really now, you'd better clean up your mess, Aloysius. Blood so ever does stain a floor," Ganondorf said, laughing his evil chuckle at his own joke as the jumped down from the ledge to claim the Triforce of Courage.
"Blood," Aloysius thought. "The blood that created me." Aloysius turned Link over on his back and put his hand on the place where Link's heart was. There was nothing there now but a dark, soggy patch. Link's eyes where half-opened, as though he was tired and had just woken up. Aloysius thought of the great times he had shared with Link, and couldn't help it, tears stung his eyes. Life continued to spill over the tiles, filling the cracks as it went. He looked at his hand. "The blood that created me," he said aloud, examining the red on his hand. He went over to Link's Master Sword and grabbed it.
