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... Where was this place? Surely, it wasn't any forest in Hyrule, for all the tree's leaves were slowly falling to the ground. There was little light, but what light there was revealed a stunningly familiar young man of blonde hair and blue eyes. He appeared to be about the same age as Link, with the same build. For all intents and purposes, he was a perfect clone of Link.yet he was different. Streaking across his cheeks were tattoos of red. Instead of the green tunic and cap that the Hero of Time was famous for wearing, his clothes were silver, obviously made of some metal...yet, it looked to be as mobile as clothe. The boy had no shield, but he had two sheaths on his back: a straight shafted one, and a curved one. The curved one obviously housed a katana, for that is what was in the hands of the boy currently. His blue eyes, tinted slightly red, stared out at three Stalfo warriors, all wielding their typical rusted swords, and looking quite unhappy with this newcomer's presence. The boy grinned as he held his katana before him, motioning with his head for the three to bring it on.
And they obeyed quite nicely, leaping forward quickly with their swords outstretched to pierce his heart. One of the blades came close to piercing the breast of the youth, which had a mark of a moon sewn into the tunic covering it. However, with an extremely agile slice, the boy had successfully sliced the skeleton's arm off. Without hesitation, he then jumped forward and sliced upwards, cutting the Stalfo in two horizontally, and watching as it fell to ground as dust. The other two, possessing no brains to feel fear with, once more made an attack on the boy. But he was prepared, it seemed, as he spun around quickly, sword out, and a circle of red energy extended, instantly felling the two assailants. (Think Link's whirlwind attack, but evil.) Seeing that his opponents were quite dead, he swung the blade down once, then sheathed it upon his back, murmuring: "Pathetic..."
It was about then that a shadow formed a few feet in front of the boy, taking shape until it was a small goblinoid creature holding in his hands a sword of gold and steel, crafted to be about the size of a long sword. The youth looked to the goblin, then smiled very, very slightly at what he was holding.
"Is that it?" He asked.
The goblin nodded, holding it out further for his master to take. And he did so, picking up the sword by its hilt and examining the length of its blade, swinging it once more twice before placing it in the sheath upon his back. Flying out from his tunic was what looked like a fairy.but with wings of black energy. It flashed once, and then settled upon the boy's shoulder.
"Master Fierce, I still see no reason why we had to leave.." It said in a female voice.
"Of course you wouldn't. That is why you are the servant and I am the Master." Fierce, as he was called, stated as he looked back to the goblin, "Did he have it?"
The goblin looked confused, then kind of shrugged timidly and backed up. Fierce's face, though expected to take on a look of anger at being disappointed, looked more amused as he dismissed the goblin, the creature quickly fleeing.
"It's alright...I'm sure he has it...he cannot deny who he is inside."
Chapter Four: Troubles Brewing
Epona and Calico galloped across the landscape at a quick pace, each horse bearing their respective rider. Link, bent over and holding onto the mane of Epona, looked quite happy as he watched the sun set in the distance. Malon, however, looked a little more displeased. Of course, she was used to riding...but it had almost been thirteen hours now, and they hadn't stopped. How could Epona and Link have that much stamina? Giving Calico a small kick, the horse quickened its pace to catch up to Link and Epona, the red head looking over to him.
"Link..I hate to sound girly..but I am getting tired, and so is Calico. Can we stop and rest for the night?" Malon asked.
"Sure. Sorry about that, I'm not used to having someone else with me." Link replied, whispering slightly and letting Epona slow down to a slow trot.
Malon matched his pace, her eyes scanning the landscape for the best place to stop and rest. A few yards ahead was a circle of trees in this open plain, and it looked like the best place to stop. Pointing over, Link nodded, and together they approached. To their luck, it would be to this place what an oasis was to a desert. A small pond, green plant life, and a tuft of grass perfect to sleep on.
"Good choice, Malon." Link said, dismounting and walking Epona over to the pond to let her drink.
"Its just luck." Malon replied, rubbing the neck of her neck as she did the same, taking a handful of the liquid and drinking it down.
Link smiled, walking over to a tree and unloading his things, taking a seat against it and pulling his hat over his eyes. Malon, however, stayed by the pond, stroking Calico's neck. She looked as if she had something on her mind and desperately needed to get it out...but at the same time, looked scared of what her answer would be. Sighing, she looked back to Link and said: "Link..do you think there'll be monsters on the way?"
"..I would guess so." Link said, lifting his hat so that one blue eye could look out to her, "Why do you ask?"
"Because..if we get into a fight, I'd be useless. I don't want to be useless." Malon explained, looking to the long bow strapped to Epona's saddle, "Do you think you could train me with that?"
"What, my bow?" Link asked, a little bewildered, "Sure. I can't see why not."
Pushing himself up, he went over to Epona and removed his bow from her saddle, and reached into a saddlebag to remove a long string. He motioned for Malon to approach, and she did so. Link then handed her the bow, and getting behind her, placed his hands on hers to correctly hold the item.
"Alright..first, you want to use your foot near the bottom to bend it slightly.." Link instructed.
"..Like this?" She asked as he did, nervous about breaking the weapon.
"Perfect. Now." Link explained, placing the bow string in her hand, "Connect the top and bottom using the string."
Malon once more did as she was instructed, hooking the string to the bottom first, then with some effort, managed to bring it up and hook the top. As he took her foot off, she couldn't help but be a little proud of herself for completing the task. Link took a few steps back, and reaching for his quiver, he gave her a wide grin.
"Now..begins the hard part."
...An alarm rang throughout fortress. Every Gerudo worth her sword was awake and quickly surrounding the doors to the throne room of their queen. Not a single one of them had any idea why the alarm was rung..they found the one who had signaled it dead in the courtyard. As they all started to question whether it was a way to get some suicide attention..they saw something down the hallway. It was a cloaked figure, about the size of a human teenager of younger age. On his shoulder was a glowing ball of violet energy..the Gerudo could easily see it was a fairy with black wings! What kind of mockery was this..a mere child coming to fight them? Drawing their weapons, the ten Gerudo started to race towards the intruder. Nothing could be seen of the figure's face..except a smirk that developed upon his lips. Reaching back, he drew forth two swords from his back: a katana and a sword that appeared to be gilded with gold. His whole figure seemed to blur with speed as he raced through the ranks of the female warriors. As he stood before the doorway to the throne room, all the women behind him suddenly cried out as blood flew from their wounds. All of them collapsed with a "thud" as the boy pushed the door open, fifty more Gerudo warriors swamping around him, desperate to protect their queen! Behind them, sitting upon a throne, was a tall woman, in all respects just another Gerudo. However, she had streaks of black in her hair, and wore more royal garbs, nothing like the fighting garb of the others. As the doors opened, the queen stood, reaching a hand out.
"Stand down, my servants..I will have no more of my women slain." She said.
The guards, more then a little hesitant, lowered their weapons. The figure smiled, sheathing his swords upon his back as he approached, the guards clearing a path for him as he got close.
"A wise choice, your majesty." A familiar voice said.
"Why have you come here, strange one? What do we have that is worth killing my women for?"
"Oh, I come here not for my gain....but for yours." He said, pulling back his cloak to reveal none other then Fierce, "I've come to help you get payback for your exilement to the desert!"
Fin
Author's Notes: Wow, has it been a long time since I've posted. The stresses of college life have proven to be a formidable opponent, and I have had to meet them head on. Unfortunately this left me little time for this story. However, I will not bore you with my life. I intend to keep updating, and as always, I love reviews and comments. Oh.and I hope you like Fierce ~.^
... Where was this place? Surely, it wasn't any forest in Hyrule, for all the tree's leaves were slowly falling to the ground. There was little light, but what light there was revealed a stunningly familiar young man of blonde hair and blue eyes. He appeared to be about the same age as Link, with the same build. For all intents and purposes, he was a perfect clone of Link.yet he was different. Streaking across his cheeks were tattoos of red. Instead of the green tunic and cap that the Hero of Time was famous for wearing, his clothes were silver, obviously made of some metal...yet, it looked to be as mobile as clothe. The boy had no shield, but he had two sheaths on his back: a straight shafted one, and a curved one. The curved one obviously housed a katana, for that is what was in the hands of the boy currently. His blue eyes, tinted slightly red, stared out at three Stalfo warriors, all wielding their typical rusted swords, and looking quite unhappy with this newcomer's presence. The boy grinned as he held his katana before him, motioning with his head for the three to bring it on.
And they obeyed quite nicely, leaping forward quickly with their swords outstretched to pierce his heart. One of the blades came close to piercing the breast of the youth, which had a mark of a moon sewn into the tunic covering it. However, with an extremely agile slice, the boy had successfully sliced the skeleton's arm off. Without hesitation, he then jumped forward and sliced upwards, cutting the Stalfo in two horizontally, and watching as it fell to ground as dust. The other two, possessing no brains to feel fear with, once more made an attack on the boy. But he was prepared, it seemed, as he spun around quickly, sword out, and a circle of red energy extended, instantly felling the two assailants. (Think Link's whirlwind attack, but evil.) Seeing that his opponents were quite dead, he swung the blade down once, then sheathed it upon his back, murmuring: "Pathetic..."
It was about then that a shadow formed a few feet in front of the boy, taking shape until it was a small goblinoid creature holding in his hands a sword of gold and steel, crafted to be about the size of a long sword. The youth looked to the goblin, then smiled very, very slightly at what he was holding.
"Is that it?" He asked.
The goblin nodded, holding it out further for his master to take. And he did so, picking up the sword by its hilt and examining the length of its blade, swinging it once more twice before placing it in the sheath upon his back. Flying out from his tunic was what looked like a fairy.but with wings of black energy. It flashed once, and then settled upon the boy's shoulder.
"Master Fierce, I still see no reason why we had to leave.." It said in a female voice.
"Of course you wouldn't. That is why you are the servant and I am the Master." Fierce, as he was called, stated as he looked back to the goblin, "Did he have it?"
The goblin looked confused, then kind of shrugged timidly and backed up. Fierce's face, though expected to take on a look of anger at being disappointed, looked more amused as he dismissed the goblin, the creature quickly fleeing.
"It's alright...I'm sure he has it...he cannot deny who he is inside."
Chapter Four: Troubles Brewing
Epona and Calico galloped across the landscape at a quick pace, each horse bearing their respective rider. Link, bent over and holding onto the mane of Epona, looked quite happy as he watched the sun set in the distance. Malon, however, looked a little more displeased. Of course, she was used to riding...but it had almost been thirteen hours now, and they hadn't stopped. How could Epona and Link have that much stamina? Giving Calico a small kick, the horse quickened its pace to catch up to Link and Epona, the red head looking over to him.
"Link..I hate to sound girly..but I am getting tired, and so is Calico. Can we stop and rest for the night?" Malon asked.
"Sure. Sorry about that, I'm not used to having someone else with me." Link replied, whispering slightly and letting Epona slow down to a slow trot.
Malon matched his pace, her eyes scanning the landscape for the best place to stop and rest. A few yards ahead was a circle of trees in this open plain, and it looked like the best place to stop. Pointing over, Link nodded, and together they approached. To their luck, it would be to this place what an oasis was to a desert. A small pond, green plant life, and a tuft of grass perfect to sleep on.
"Good choice, Malon." Link said, dismounting and walking Epona over to the pond to let her drink.
"Its just luck." Malon replied, rubbing the neck of her neck as she did the same, taking a handful of the liquid and drinking it down.
Link smiled, walking over to a tree and unloading his things, taking a seat against it and pulling his hat over his eyes. Malon, however, stayed by the pond, stroking Calico's neck. She looked as if she had something on her mind and desperately needed to get it out...but at the same time, looked scared of what her answer would be. Sighing, she looked back to Link and said: "Link..do you think there'll be monsters on the way?"
"..I would guess so." Link said, lifting his hat so that one blue eye could look out to her, "Why do you ask?"
"Because..if we get into a fight, I'd be useless. I don't want to be useless." Malon explained, looking to the long bow strapped to Epona's saddle, "Do you think you could train me with that?"
"What, my bow?" Link asked, a little bewildered, "Sure. I can't see why not."
Pushing himself up, he went over to Epona and removed his bow from her saddle, and reached into a saddlebag to remove a long string. He motioned for Malon to approach, and she did so. Link then handed her the bow, and getting behind her, placed his hands on hers to correctly hold the item.
"Alright..first, you want to use your foot near the bottom to bend it slightly.." Link instructed.
"..Like this?" She asked as he did, nervous about breaking the weapon.
"Perfect. Now." Link explained, placing the bow string in her hand, "Connect the top and bottom using the string."
Malon once more did as she was instructed, hooking the string to the bottom first, then with some effort, managed to bring it up and hook the top. As he took her foot off, she couldn't help but be a little proud of herself for completing the task. Link took a few steps back, and reaching for his quiver, he gave her a wide grin.
"Now..begins the hard part."
...An alarm rang throughout fortress. Every Gerudo worth her sword was awake and quickly surrounding the doors to the throne room of their queen. Not a single one of them had any idea why the alarm was rung..they found the one who had signaled it dead in the courtyard. As they all started to question whether it was a way to get some suicide attention..they saw something down the hallway. It was a cloaked figure, about the size of a human teenager of younger age. On his shoulder was a glowing ball of violet energy..the Gerudo could easily see it was a fairy with black wings! What kind of mockery was this..a mere child coming to fight them? Drawing their weapons, the ten Gerudo started to race towards the intruder. Nothing could be seen of the figure's face..except a smirk that developed upon his lips. Reaching back, he drew forth two swords from his back: a katana and a sword that appeared to be gilded with gold. His whole figure seemed to blur with speed as he raced through the ranks of the female warriors. As he stood before the doorway to the throne room, all the women behind him suddenly cried out as blood flew from their wounds. All of them collapsed with a "thud" as the boy pushed the door open, fifty more Gerudo warriors swamping around him, desperate to protect their queen! Behind them, sitting upon a throne, was a tall woman, in all respects just another Gerudo. However, she had streaks of black in her hair, and wore more royal garbs, nothing like the fighting garb of the others. As the doors opened, the queen stood, reaching a hand out.
"Stand down, my servants..I will have no more of my women slain." She said.
The guards, more then a little hesitant, lowered their weapons. The figure smiled, sheathing his swords upon his back as he approached, the guards clearing a path for him as he got close.
"A wise choice, your majesty." A familiar voice said.
"Why have you come here, strange one? What do we have that is worth killing my women for?"
"Oh, I come here not for my gain....but for yours." He said, pulling back his cloak to reveal none other then Fierce, "I've come to help you get payback for your exilement to the desert!"
Fin
Author's Notes: Wow, has it been a long time since I've posted. The stresses of college life have proven to be a formidable opponent, and I have had to meet them head on. Unfortunately this left me little time for this story. However, I will not bore you with my life. I intend to keep updating, and as always, I love reviews and comments. Oh.and I hope you like Fierce ~.^