Disclaimer:....I doubt there are any lawyers out there just waiting for me to do this. Oh, all right, Nite! Give it a rest! Fine: I do not own Zelda or anything associated with it. Geez, you've had your fun, now let me get on with the story, you radioactive butterfly!
A/N: You thought I was dead, didn't you? Nah, I was just helping Nite and my other muses to get rid of this MASSIVE block, which belongs to some guy named 'Writer'.
Writer's block, what a concept, ne? Well anyway, this chapter might not be so great, because my muses and I are still tired from removing that thing. Enjoy, anyway!
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"I'll show them." Muttered a young deku scrub. "I'll show them."
Xeero hopped across the lily pads, a pack swung over his shoulder.
Xeero was a pleasant lad, most of the time. He had no mother, but his father, who worked as a butler for the Deku King, loved him dearly. But after a fight, that was clearly not the case, in Xeero's mind.
As I had said, Xeero was a pleasant lad, but also very adventurous. He had a knack for getting into mishaps, but the last one was the one that pushed his father.
Xeero had tried sneaking on a tour boat, until he was caught by one of the guards, returning from some business. His father had been very angry with him, for trying to leave the palace.
"It's too dangerous out there! You know that!" His father had said. "But Dad, if everyone else can survive out there, why can't I? It's so boring here, the same thing day after day!" Xeero had argued, but his father would have none of it. Xeero was sent to his room, without dinner.
Xeero had then taken things into his own hands. If his father wouldn't let him see the world, he would do it himself.
Xeero skipped another pad, until the water was shallow enough to wade through. Next to him, he saw in the moonlight, was a tall building. This, he realized, must have been where every one signed up for tours, because there was a small boat under it.
He walked on, though. He passed some eerie looking trees, filled with the strange black bats called 'Keese', and some Deku flowers, until he finally made it to a wide spread field.
The Deku scrub grinned to himself in the moonlight. Oh, the adventures he could have here!
He suppressed his joy, and eagerly set off for a site to make camp. The young scrub didn't realize, though, that even though it was night, the farther he went the darker it got.
Xeero came to a spot with bushes surrounding him. "Nah," he said, "I'll look some place else...this place it too creepy."
Xeero turned around to leave, but much to his confusion, a clump of bushes blocked his path. "Freaky...Huh?" Xeero noticed something on the ground, that hadn't been there before.
Little chunks of shining rocks, probably the pieces of something much bigger. Of, course, the strange thing was, they were all different.
There were three types. The silver dust and the remains of some ebony seemed oddly close to each other, while the specks of gold were farther away, secluded.
"And you will be the next to join them, boy." It was a cold, hissing voice.
Xeero turned his attention away from the dusts of stones, and looked to where to voice had come from.
A strange sight was before him. What seemed like an owlish, colorful mask stood before him, suspended in air, crackling with a blue energy surrounding it.
The energy was suddenly released, zapping the Deku scrub.
Xeero fell to the ground a few moments from death, which would soon grasp him.
Emerald pieces soon joined those stone fragments, which Xeero had observed shortly before his death.
Xeero had only one regret before he died...that some one didn't hear his last words.
"I'm sorry...Dad."
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A/N: You thought I was dead, didn't you? Nah, I was just helping Nite and my other muses to get rid of this MASSIVE block, which belongs to some guy named 'Writer'.
Writer's block, what a concept, ne? Well anyway, this chapter might not be so great, because my muses and I are still tired from removing that thing. Enjoy, anyway!
***
"I'll show them." Muttered a young deku scrub. "I'll show them."
Xeero hopped across the lily pads, a pack swung over his shoulder.
Xeero was a pleasant lad, most of the time. He had no mother, but his father, who worked as a butler for the Deku King, loved him dearly. But after a fight, that was clearly not the case, in Xeero's mind.
As I had said, Xeero was a pleasant lad, but also very adventurous. He had a knack for getting into mishaps, but the last one was the one that pushed his father.
Xeero had tried sneaking on a tour boat, until he was caught by one of the guards, returning from some business. His father had been very angry with him, for trying to leave the palace.
"It's too dangerous out there! You know that!" His father had said. "But Dad, if everyone else can survive out there, why can't I? It's so boring here, the same thing day after day!" Xeero had argued, but his father would have none of it. Xeero was sent to his room, without dinner.
Xeero had then taken things into his own hands. If his father wouldn't let him see the world, he would do it himself.
Xeero skipped another pad, until the water was shallow enough to wade through. Next to him, he saw in the moonlight, was a tall building. This, he realized, must have been where every one signed up for tours, because there was a small boat under it.
He walked on, though. He passed some eerie looking trees, filled with the strange black bats called 'Keese', and some Deku flowers, until he finally made it to a wide spread field.
The Deku scrub grinned to himself in the moonlight. Oh, the adventures he could have here!
He suppressed his joy, and eagerly set off for a site to make camp. The young scrub didn't realize, though, that even though it was night, the farther he went the darker it got.
Xeero came to a spot with bushes surrounding him. "Nah," he said, "I'll look some place else...this place it too creepy."
Xeero turned around to leave, but much to his confusion, a clump of bushes blocked his path. "Freaky...Huh?" Xeero noticed something on the ground, that hadn't been there before.
Little chunks of shining rocks, probably the pieces of something much bigger. Of, course, the strange thing was, they were all different.
There were three types. The silver dust and the remains of some ebony seemed oddly close to each other, while the specks of gold were farther away, secluded.
"And you will be the next to join them, boy." It was a cold, hissing voice.
Xeero turned his attention away from the dusts of stones, and looked to where to voice had come from.
A strange sight was before him. What seemed like an owlish, colorful mask stood before him, suspended in air, crackling with a blue energy surrounding it.
The energy was suddenly released, zapping the Deku scrub.
Xeero fell to the ground a few moments from death, which would soon grasp him.
Emerald pieces soon joined those stone fragments, which Xeero had observed shortly before his death.
Xeero had only one regret before he died...that some one didn't hear his last words.
"I'm sorry...Dad."
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