Disclaimer: You think everyone has got the point by now. I DON'T OWN ANY OF
THIS!!! OK this is the only time I'm writing this. The other chapters
*cough* ifitisgoodenoughtowritemoreon *cough* will just tell you to refer
to here. Thanks! Oh yeah the way I do my titles comes from Agentosoma. If
you haven't seen it is good. Look into it. Also I don't own any part of
that but I do love Dan Simons!
A/N: OK hopefully this will be the only one! Anyway I think this is my best fic yet. Aside from my Castlevaina one anyway. All my friends seem to like that one but I don't see what's so good about it! Anyway, just to tell you this gets a little sad to me but I'm not sure about others. For anyone who actually has seen Agentosoma would you IM me please! Like no one has seen it!
Well I hope you enjoy this! Bye-bye!
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"Father! Father, get up," came the voice of a young boy.
"Hu.Wha." a guy sat up in bed, "yes, what is it son?" He said around a yawn that just happened to escape.
The man was young, maybe 28 or so and his son seemed to be about7 or 8. The guy had shining blonde hair that fell down around his shoulders and was kind of frizzy at this time. As the sun came in through the window his blue eyes shimmered like the spring sky. He was the Hero of Time, Link. His wife was the princess of Hyrule, and sage of wisdom, Zelda. Now Link was king because Zeldas' dad had died about 8 years ago.
"Come on it's already late in the afternoon dad," Link's son stated while trying his best to drag him out of bed.
"Yes, I see that," Link stumbled out of bed and over to the dresser. "Head out I'll be right there. Then we can start your archery lessons."
"OK," the son's face lit up and he skipped out the door of his fathers' room.
"I can't believe it's been three years now," link said as he looked out of his room and into the sky. "It's been that long, dear."
Link glanced over the courtyard where all the servants were taking care of the garden. He slipped on his tunic and shook out all thoughts running through his head. He headed out to meet up with his son at the target range.
"To most people three years isn't that long," Link whispered to no one, as once again memories started to flow into his mind.
He made his way through the castle and out to the target range. His son was waiting patiently with his bow in one hand and the quiver full of arrows on his back. As he saw his dad approaching he started to load his bow. He had a hard enough time trying to get the arrow out of the quiver on his back that Link couldn't help but smile at him.
"You're doing it wrong again," Link said as he came to stand next to his son.
"What am I doing this time, father?" His son asked.
Link took the bow from him. "Now watch and pay close attention. You are holding it wrong," Link lay the bottom of the bow on the ground and put his hand near the top of it. "This is how you are holding it. Now this is how you are suppose to hold it," He brought the bow up and moved his hand a little closer to the middle. He laid the arrow on the string and held it in that position. "This is how you do it. Now you try again. Think you got it?"
"Yes, father," his son took the bow back and tried again. This time he did it correctly. Aside from having his hand a little too far up it was quite fine.
"OK, now draw it back and shot," Link started off. "Also always remember to aim before you shot the arrow."
"OK," His son stated as he prepared to shot. He started to pull back on the string until he was sure it was right.
"Good. Now shot, Zade," Link said sounding almost more like a command then anything.
Zade let the arrow fly and it struck right outside the bulls' eye. "Did you see that father? I almost hit the center this time!"
"Yes, I saw son. You are getting better each day we practice," Link smiled and ruffled his sons hair.
"Father can I ask you something?" The sons voice suddenly was light.
Link had a feeling what the question was and he really didn't want to answer it. He knew he would but it really hurt his heart to even think about it. After a moment of an uneasy silence Link spoke. "Yes, go right ahead," Link could just feel the lump start to form in his throat as he kneeled down by his son.
"What happened to mom? You promised that one day you would tell me. Please father tell me now," Zade was pleading by now.
Link nodded as he stood up. He walked over to a marble bench and motioned for Zade to follow him. He sat down and Zade climbed onto his fathers' lap. "OK son, I'll tell you," tears began to gather in Links eyes but he held them back. "Three years ago this very day your mom died. She was very ill for about a week. It was a cloudy and stormy day. She called me into her while I was watching over you. As I walked in I started to feel the tears roll down my cheeks. I knew what she had to say and I also knew that I couldn't do anything about it. She told me to take good care of you and to let you know that she loved you a lot. I took her hand in mine and that was the last I ever talked to her." Link had to stop. He could just hear his own voice starting to shake as he spoke of his saddest memories. "She loved you dearly Zade. She didn't want to leave you."
Zade leaned in and laid his head on his dad's chest. Zade just sat for a few minutes listening to his dad's heart. "Father will you take me to her grave?" He finally spoke.
Link nodded as he held his son close to comfort him as he started to cry into his chest.
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OK here is the first chapter and in my personal thoughts it is really sad! It is good but sad. So does anyone else out there like it? Just wondering. If you do let me know and if you don't well go easy on my considering I'm not that good at stories but at least I try! Well thanks for reading and if you want to read more Chapter 2 "The Grave and The Man". Bye-bye!
A/N: OK hopefully this will be the only one! Anyway I think this is my best fic yet. Aside from my Castlevaina one anyway. All my friends seem to like that one but I don't see what's so good about it! Anyway, just to tell you this gets a little sad to me but I'm not sure about others. For anyone who actually has seen Agentosoma would you IM me please! Like no one has seen it!
Well I hope you enjoy this! Bye-bye!
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"Father! Father, get up," came the voice of a young boy.
"Hu.Wha." a guy sat up in bed, "yes, what is it son?" He said around a yawn that just happened to escape.
The man was young, maybe 28 or so and his son seemed to be about7 or 8. The guy had shining blonde hair that fell down around his shoulders and was kind of frizzy at this time. As the sun came in through the window his blue eyes shimmered like the spring sky. He was the Hero of Time, Link. His wife was the princess of Hyrule, and sage of wisdom, Zelda. Now Link was king because Zeldas' dad had died about 8 years ago.
"Come on it's already late in the afternoon dad," Link's son stated while trying his best to drag him out of bed.
"Yes, I see that," Link stumbled out of bed and over to the dresser. "Head out I'll be right there. Then we can start your archery lessons."
"OK," the son's face lit up and he skipped out the door of his fathers' room.
"I can't believe it's been three years now," link said as he looked out of his room and into the sky. "It's been that long, dear."
Link glanced over the courtyard where all the servants were taking care of the garden. He slipped on his tunic and shook out all thoughts running through his head. He headed out to meet up with his son at the target range.
"To most people three years isn't that long," Link whispered to no one, as once again memories started to flow into his mind.
He made his way through the castle and out to the target range. His son was waiting patiently with his bow in one hand and the quiver full of arrows on his back. As he saw his dad approaching he started to load his bow. He had a hard enough time trying to get the arrow out of the quiver on his back that Link couldn't help but smile at him.
"You're doing it wrong again," Link said as he came to stand next to his son.
"What am I doing this time, father?" His son asked.
Link took the bow from him. "Now watch and pay close attention. You are holding it wrong," Link lay the bottom of the bow on the ground and put his hand near the top of it. "This is how you are holding it. Now this is how you are suppose to hold it," He brought the bow up and moved his hand a little closer to the middle. He laid the arrow on the string and held it in that position. "This is how you do it. Now you try again. Think you got it?"
"Yes, father," his son took the bow back and tried again. This time he did it correctly. Aside from having his hand a little too far up it was quite fine.
"OK, now draw it back and shot," Link started off. "Also always remember to aim before you shot the arrow."
"OK," His son stated as he prepared to shot. He started to pull back on the string until he was sure it was right.
"Good. Now shot, Zade," Link said sounding almost more like a command then anything.
Zade let the arrow fly and it struck right outside the bulls' eye. "Did you see that father? I almost hit the center this time!"
"Yes, I saw son. You are getting better each day we practice," Link smiled and ruffled his sons hair.
"Father can I ask you something?" The sons voice suddenly was light.
Link had a feeling what the question was and he really didn't want to answer it. He knew he would but it really hurt his heart to even think about it. After a moment of an uneasy silence Link spoke. "Yes, go right ahead," Link could just feel the lump start to form in his throat as he kneeled down by his son.
"What happened to mom? You promised that one day you would tell me. Please father tell me now," Zade was pleading by now.
Link nodded as he stood up. He walked over to a marble bench and motioned for Zade to follow him. He sat down and Zade climbed onto his fathers' lap. "OK son, I'll tell you," tears began to gather in Links eyes but he held them back. "Three years ago this very day your mom died. She was very ill for about a week. It was a cloudy and stormy day. She called me into her while I was watching over you. As I walked in I started to feel the tears roll down my cheeks. I knew what she had to say and I also knew that I couldn't do anything about it. She told me to take good care of you and to let you know that she loved you a lot. I took her hand in mine and that was the last I ever talked to her." Link had to stop. He could just hear his own voice starting to shake as he spoke of his saddest memories. "She loved you dearly Zade. She didn't want to leave you."
Zade leaned in and laid his head on his dad's chest. Zade just sat for a few minutes listening to his dad's heart. "Father will you take me to her grave?" He finally spoke.
Link nodded as he held his son close to comfort him as he started to cry into his chest.
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OK here is the first chapter and in my personal thoughts it is really sad! It is good but sad. So does anyone else out there like it? Just wondering. If you do let me know and if you don't well go easy on my considering I'm not that good at stories but at least I try! Well thanks for reading and if you want to read more Chapter 2 "The Grave and The Man". Bye-bye!