Zelda dun ne belong to thee nor thou.
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Well, another day another chapter. I've heard that where my flashbacks start there are no italics.well there were. Like right now I am writing in italics. Anyways I hope this chapter is a little better than the last. I am working at my goal. That and I'm writing a Christmas story this week and will put it up soon. This chapter may be a little confusing because it skips around a lot. I'll change it a bit. ^O^!
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Chapter 5: A Sign from.Below?
Nayru and the hooded figure ran as fast as they could, knowing that the witches were right above them. If they had looked harder they wouldn't have had to run so hard. The witches weren't even paying attention to their surroundings.
Nayru looked back for a split second when she felt a pull on her legs and her hair fly around her. She tried to scream but the sound was lost in the dark vortex. Nayru had stepped in the warp hole.
The hooded figure stood at the bottom of the hole looking up at the ceiling of the cavern. The Oracle still hadn't come through yet. The figure looked down a moment at their shoes to see a large chunk of gum sticking off the side. As soon as it bent over to pick it off a scream could be heard, followed shortly by the creator of that scream.
Nayru fell on the figure as she let out a large "UMPH!" The figure looked quizzically up as her as it's expression then turned into a look that clearly told her to get off.
The Oracle brushed off her dress and straightened her collar. The world she was now in looked like a prosperous brown world. Though the grass was a shade of tan-brown around her stood rows and rows of harvests or houses. Around them stood gigantic volcanoes that erupted whenever the ground around them was disturbed. Nayru had figured this out the hard way. While going to a nearby shop with the hooded figure she stepped too close to a volcano that aptly caught her hair on fire.
After having her hair put out, the figure kindly introduced him self. "Hello. Cash's name shall be Cash. Cash shall like you to stay with Cash. For Cash shall be lonesome and Cash does hope that you shall be happy that Cash saved your life."
Nayru looked at Cash for a moment. His way of talking may have been strange but she had much gratitude toward the little hooded male. "I thank you so very much Cash," she said as she bowed.
Cash looked up at her with large bright white eyes and a big pitch-black face. "Cash do not understand your accent."
The Oracle took a deep breath and thought for a moment. This is going to be awkward. She thought to herself. Letting out her breath and taking a new one she stumbled. "Nayru's name is Nayru.Nayru thank you so very much Cash."
Cash figured that he could understand her well enough and bowed to her. "You came stay with Cash for a bit. You will be safe at Cash's house."
Nayru nodded her head and followed Cash. Though he had little feet and a long hooded robe, that didn't stop the little Subrosian from being quite fast.
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Sond tried to get her arm free. She wasn't used to anyone or anything grabbing her all of a sudden. She yanked a couple times when right in front of her face was a huge black blotch. Scared, Sond pulled back forcefully sending the black mass out from under the water.
Spluttering and kicking, a rather large kangaroo 's head came popping up along with the top half of its body.
"Your gorts ter srave mr mrate." It said grabbing a hold of the edge of the raft.
The raft tilted sideways and and then started to go up at and eighty degree angle. Sond's eyes went wide as she felt herself moving rapidly to the water. Scrambling up the wood planks she grabbed the opposite side of the raft and it came back to its horizontal stance. Sond gaped at the kangaroo as it hoisted itself onto the edge and up onto the raft. It sat dripping wet and looked vaguely like a mop that had just been dunked into a pool.
Sond was about to say something when she realized that something important was missing. She put her hand behind her head and didn't get a sign of disapproval. Cyrus was not there. Searching frantically, Sond could not find her faerie anywhere. Glancing once at the glimmering effervescence of the water she realized one of her greater fears. Out about twenty feet from the raft was Cyrus struggling to stay above the waves. He must have been tossed when I yanked for my arm back. She thought.
After a split second decision Sond put her fears behind her and jumped into the water. Sond tried to stay above the water with no prevail. It seemed as though there were chains on her feet pulling her towards the icy depths. She paddled a bit getting a little closer to her friend but losing her grip on the surface. The cold waves rushed against her face as she sank beneath the surface and rose back up gasping for air. This could only go on for a little while longer.
Sond reached Cyrus after being taken over once again and rising right next to him. She stretched her hand out to hold him in her hand and went under once again. Every time she went under it got harder and harder to come up. Coming up again she placed him on top her head and tried to "swim" back to the raft. The ocean waters were icy now and the wind picked up. Sond's muscles started to tense and she was swallowing more water than she could breathe air. As she was sinking below the waves something tugged on her arm and brought her to the surface.
"M'arm. Jurst holdr orn."
Sond was tired. As hard as she tried she couldn't stay afloat. The kangaroo pulled with a hard tug and pulled Sond's body half way onto the raft. That was the last thing Sond remembered before she blacked out.
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Veran was looking at a crystal ball that the twin witches had placed there for their own convenience. Though she was told not to go into the room that the shiny orb was kept, she was evil, so she could do what she wanted.
The ball glittered and glowed as she gazed into it. Images fluttered past as though the ball could see the past, present, and future. A man with dark red hair and a green complexion wafted briefly through the ball. A blonde girl with a triforce marking on her hand at a castle slowly moved past. And a young blonde boy fighting in a green tunic with the sign of the sacred printed on his hand.
None of these pictures made any sense to Veran. She picked up the ball to see if it could do anything else. The ball misted and then grew clear. Surprised at what it had done, Veran put it back so it would change back to a hazy silver color. The ball remained clear. Veran picked it up again and shook it violently. And once again the ball did nothing. Her hands got sweaty and she started to perspire.
If Twin Rova finds out they will be very upset. What am I thinking? She thought. They have no rule over me. I can do more harm to them than they can do to me. But.they can cast spells that even I, the dark mistress, cannot cast.
Veran once again shook the ball. But this time her hands, sweaty from the fear of breaking the ball, slipped and the ball flew from her grasp. She gasped as the ball hit the floor with a thud.
A few seconds went by and nothing happened. Veran crossed the room and picked up the ball. It was still intact and there were no scratches to be seen. As she walked back to place it back on the pedestal on which it had stood she turned it in her hands. A small sticker caught her eye.
"Made in Japan- Plastic?" She read aloud. "They use a plastic crystal ball?"
Veran laughed out loud at her stupid mistake and put the ball on the pedestal and turned to walk out the door. As she did so a loud noise filled the room that sounded like a window shattering. She turned around to see the ball in little pieces on the floor.
"Oh man." She whispered nervously to herself as she picked up an edge of a nearby rug and pushed the pieces underneath with her foot. Sure that the pieces were not in a visible lump under the rug, Veran strode out of the room looking inconspicuously upwards and whistling.
Onox was walking the same hall as Veran, as Veran walked down the hallway towards him. Onox looked at her questionably as she strode by him whistling.
"What are you so happy about?" Onox asked her.
"Oh, nothing." She replied.
"Did you get your duties done for today?"
Veran looked at him for a moment.
"Well, I guess that you did. I have to go clean the room that the crystal ball is in." Onox said happily. At least he got to see Veran once during the day.
Veran looked at him wide-eyed. "You can't clean that room." She stated.
Confused as he was Onox continued to ask questions. "Why not?"
Very quickly Veran thought of a good lie. "Because I already cleaned it."
Onox shrugged and kept walking toward the room. "I didn't even knew you knew about it.oh well, I'll go check it out anyway."
Veran bit her bottom lip and was going to say something when a Poe, which was flying overhead, dropped its lantern on a resting re-dead. Veran turned around and pulled her hat tighter over her head. The whole hallway was filled with monster minions that she hadn't noticed. What if any of them saw me break the ball? She thought to herself.
Onox stepped into the room and pulled out a rag from underneath his armor. He dusted a few places on the wall and shined a few marble statues. This wasn't his most evil job but at least it got him the rupees needed to plan a wedding. Onox smiled and set down the rag. The wedding was going to be the best. It would be in the summer at the dark tower in Lynnia. There they would stay and live happily. That would all be true if she said "I do." He figured that he had a pretty good chance since they had so much in common.
Veran made her way down to the end of the hallway listening for any grunts or groans that would tell her if she was seen or not. Nothing of the sort came to her and she took a deep breath of relief.
As Onox finished his daydream he walked over to the pedestal that held the crystal ball. Holding out the rag to dust it, he didn't feel the strange smoothness of chilly feel of the ball. He closed his eyes and hoped that he would see what he did not feel. For if the ball wasn't there he would be in big trouble. Onox slowly opened his eyes and reality slowly kicked in. It wasn't there. Onox got to his hands and knees searching for the ball that may have rolled away. It has to be here. He thought.
Veran turned around and headed back. For some reason she had a weird feeling in her stomach. It felt like she hadn't eaten and she was going to be sick from it.
Onox searched frantically for the magical ball, his metal armor screeching and sparking under his weight and movement across the concrete floor. He put his hand down on a nearby rug when he heard a crunching below.
Sticking her head around the corner into the room, Veran saw Onox pulling the rug up and gasping in horror. Onox picked up the pieces one by one and placed them in his hand. By the time he got half of the shards in his hand he heard a familiar screeching coming through the window.
Kotake and Koume flew threw the window cursing and screaming at each other. Onox had no time to hide the pieces before they spotted him.
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Nayru nodded her head drowsily as she went into her third hour listening to cash ramble on and on about how to dig up ore chunks. The only thing that she got out of the conversation was that red ore chunks were worth more than blue ore chunks and that you can combine them to get a hard metal. She poked the chair she sat in a few times and tried to pay attention.
".And then Cash go down to the volcanoes and Cash dig up more than three ore chunks to take to Cash's friend's smithy. And Cash's friend makes more hard metals."
Nayru started to doze off when a slight telepathic reading came into her head. Since she was an Oracle she had such powers. Most of the time she heard shopping lists from the other two Oracles but this sounded much more important. She listened hard and tried to make out what it was saying.
".Trouble.water.storm."
She couldn't make heads or tails of it. Nayru thought that it may have been from one of the mystical creatures of the myths but they had never existed. It must be from how tired I am she thought as she went back to dozing. If she had kept a psychic connection just a little while longer, Nayru would have seen a man sized creature flying through the air over the ocean near Holodrum. She was right. It was one of the creatures of the myths and it had a job.
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This is a short chapter I know, but I didn't want to keep going at this point just because I have to explain next chapter. I finished the OoT game and now I'm working on Majora's mask.can't get past Gyorg though. I mean video games not stories. The other reason this is short is because I am writing a Christmas story to go along with the holiday. (I saw LotR today! 12-24-02) I may have to put it up after Christmas though because of family and what sort. I hope all of you have a Merry Christmas or whatever holiday you celebrate, and let it be a good one. Happy Holidays! I got the sacred Ocarina with a tri-force on it as an early present! YEAH! Please review and I will read your story(ies). ^_^!
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Well, another day another chapter. I've heard that where my flashbacks start there are no italics.well there were. Like right now I am writing in italics. Anyways I hope this chapter is a little better than the last. I am working at my goal. That and I'm writing a Christmas story this week and will put it up soon. This chapter may be a little confusing because it skips around a lot. I'll change it a bit. ^O^!
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Chapter 5: A Sign from.Below?
Nayru and the hooded figure ran as fast as they could, knowing that the witches were right above them. If they had looked harder they wouldn't have had to run so hard. The witches weren't even paying attention to their surroundings.
Nayru looked back for a split second when she felt a pull on her legs and her hair fly around her. She tried to scream but the sound was lost in the dark vortex. Nayru had stepped in the warp hole.
The hooded figure stood at the bottom of the hole looking up at the ceiling of the cavern. The Oracle still hadn't come through yet. The figure looked down a moment at their shoes to see a large chunk of gum sticking off the side. As soon as it bent over to pick it off a scream could be heard, followed shortly by the creator of that scream.
Nayru fell on the figure as she let out a large "UMPH!" The figure looked quizzically up as her as it's expression then turned into a look that clearly told her to get off.
The Oracle brushed off her dress and straightened her collar. The world she was now in looked like a prosperous brown world. Though the grass was a shade of tan-brown around her stood rows and rows of harvests or houses. Around them stood gigantic volcanoes that erupted whenever the ground around them was disturbed. Nayru had figured this out the hard way. While going to a nearby shop with the hooded figure she stepped too close to a volcano that aptly caught her hair on fire.
After having her hair put out, the figure kindly introduced him self. "Hello. Cash's name shall be Cash. Cash shall like you to stay with Cash. For Cash shall be lonesome and Cash does hope that you shall be happy that Cash saved your life."
Nayru looked at Cash for a moment. His way of talking may have been strange but she had much gratitude toward the little hooded male. "I thank you so very much Cash," she said as she bowed.
Cash looked up at her with large bright white eyes and a big pitch-black face. "Cash do not understand your accent."
The Oracle took a deep breath and thought for a moment. This is going to be awkward. She thought to herself. Letting out her breath and taking a new one she stumbled. "Nayru's name is Nayru.Nayru thank you so very much Cash."
Cash figured that he could understand her well enough and bowed to her. "You came stay with Cash for a bit. You will be safe at Cash's house."
Nayru nodded her head and followed Cash. Though he had little feet and a long hooded robe, that didn't stop the little Subrosian from being quite fast.
***
Sond tried to get her arm free. She wasn't used to anyone or anything grabbing her all of a sudden. She yanked a couple times when right in front of her face was a huge black blotch. Scared, Sond pulled back forcefully sending the black mass out from under the water.
Spluttering and kicking, a rather large kangaroo 's head came popping up along with the top half of its body.
"Your gorts ter srave mr mrate." It said grabbing a hold of the edge of the raft.
The raft tilted sideways and and then started to go up at and eighty degree angle. Sond's eyes went wide as she felt herself moving rapidly to the water. Scrambling up the wood planks she grabbed the opposite side of the raft and it came back to its horizontal stance. Sond gaped at the kangaroo as it hoisted itself onto the edge and up onto the raft. It sat dripping wet and looked vaguely like a mop that had just been dunked into a pool.
Sond was about to say something when she realized that something important was missing. She put her hand behind her head and didn't get a sign of disapproval. Cyrus was not there. Searching frantically, Sond could not find her faerie anywhere. Glancing once at the glimmering effervescence of the water she realized one of her greater fears. Out about twenty feet from the raft was Cyrus struggling to stay above the waves. He must have been tossed when I yanked for my arm back. She thought.
After a split second decision Sond put her fears behind her and jumped into the water. Sond tried to stay above the water with no prevail. It seemed as though there were chains on her feet pulling her towards the icy depths. She paddled a bit getting a little closer to her friend but losing her grip on the surface. The cold waves rushed against her face as she sank beneath the surface and rose back up gasping for air. This could only go on for a little while longer.
Sond reached Cyrus after being taken over once again and rising right next to him. She stretched her hand out to hold him in her hand and went under once again. Every time she went under it got harder and harder to come up. Coming up again she placed him on top her head and tried to "swim" back to the raft. The ocean waters were icy now and the wind picked up. Sond's muscles started to tense and she was swallowing more water than she could breathe air. As she was sinking below the waves something tugged on her arm and brought her to the surface.
"M'arm. Jurst holdr orn."
Sond was tired. As hard as she tried she couldn't stay afloat. The kangaroo pulled with a hard tug and pulled Sond's body half way onto the raft. That was the last thing Sond remembered before she blacked out.
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Veran was looking at a crystal ball that the twin witches had placed there for their own convenience. Though she was told not to go into the room that the shiny orb was kept, she was evil, so she could do what she wanted.
The ball glittered and glowed as she gazed into it. Images fluttered past as though the ball could see the past, present, and future. A man with dark red hair and a green complexion wafted briefly through the ball. A blonde girl with a triforce marking on her hand at a castle slowly moved past. And a young blonde boy fighting in a green tunic with the sign of the sacred printed on his hand.
None of these pictures made any sense to Veran. She picked up the ball to see if it could do anything else. The ball misted and then grew clear. Surprised at what it had done, Veran put it back so it would change back to a hazy silver color. The ball remained clear. Veran picked it up again and shook it violently. And once again the ball did nothing. Her hands got sweaty and she started to perspire.
If Twin Rova finds out they will be very upset. What am I thinking? She thought. They have no rule over me. I can do more harm to them than they can do to me. But.they can cast spells that even I, the dark mistress, cannot cast.
Veran once again shook the ball. But this time her hands, sweaty from the fear of breaking the ball, slipped and the ball flew from her grasp. She gasped as the ball hit the floor with a thud.
A few seconds went by and nothing happened. Veran crossed the room and picked up the ball. It was still intact and there were no scratches to be seen. As she walked back to place it back on the pedestal on which it had stood she turned it in her hands. A small sticker caught her eye.
"Made in Japan- Plastic?" She read aloud. "They use a plastic crystal ball?"
Veran laughed out loud at her stupid mistake and put the ball on the pedestal and turned to walk out the door. As she did so a loud noise filled the room that sounded like a window shattering. She turned around to see the ball in little pieces on the floor.
"Oh man." She whispered nervously to herself as she picked up an edge of a nearby rug and pushed the pieces underneath with her foot. Sure that the pieces were not in a visible lump under the rug, Veran strode out of the room looking inconspicuously upwards and whistling.
Onox was walking the same hall as Veran, as Veran walked down the hallway towards him. Onox looked at her questionably as she strode by him whistling.
"What are you so happy about?" Onox asked her.
"Oh, nothing." She replied.
"Did you get your duties done for today?"
Veran looked at him for a moment.
"Well, I guess that you did. I have to go clean the room that the crystal ball is in." Onox said happily. At least he got to see Veran once during the day.
Veran looked at him wide-eyed. "You can't clean that room." She stated.
Confused as he was Onox continued to ask questions. "Why not?"
Very quickly Veran thought of a good lie. "Because I already cleaned it."
Onox shrugged and kept walking toward the room. "I didn't even knew you knew about it.oh well, I'll go check it out anyway."
Veran bit her bottom lip and was going to say something when a Poe, which was flying overhead, dropped its lantern on a resting re-dead. Veran turned around and pulled her hat tighter over her head. The whole hallway was filled with monster minions that she hadn't noticed. What if any of them saw me break the ball? She thought to herself.
Onox stepped into the room and pulled out a rag from underneath his armor. He dusted a few places on the wall and shined a few marble statues. This wasn't his most evil job but at least it got him the rupees needed to plan a wedding. Onox smiled and set down the rag. The wedding was going to be the best. It would be in the summer at the dark tower in Lynnia. There they would stay and live happily. That would all be true if she said "I do." He figured that he had a pretty good chance since they had so much in common.
Veran made her way down to the end of the hallway listening for any grunts or groans that would tell her if she was seen or not. Nothing of the sort came to her and she took a deep breath of relief.
As Onox finished his daydream he walked over to the pedestal that held the crystal ball. Holding out the rag to dust it, he didn't feel the strange smoothness of chilly feel of the ball. He closed his eyes and hoped that he would see what he did not feel. For if the ball wasn't there he would be in big trouble. Onox slowly opened his eyes and reality slowly kicked in. It wasn't there. Onox got to his hands and knees searching for the ball that may have rolled away. It has to be here. He thought.
Veran turned around and headed back. For some reason she had a weird feeling in her stomach. It felt like she hadn't eaten and she was going to be sick from it.
Onox searched frantically for the magical ball, his metal armor screeching and sparking under his weight and movement across the concrete floor. He put his hand down on a nearby rug when he heard a crunching below.
Sticking her head around the corner into the room, Veran saw Onox pulling the rug up and gasping in horror. Onox picked up the pieces one by one and placed them in his hand. By the time he got half of the shards in his hand he heard a familiar screeching coming through the window.
Kotake and Koume flew threw the window cursing and screaming at each other. Onox had no time to hide the pieces before they spotted him.
***
Nayru nodded her head drowsily as she went into her third hour listening to cash ramble on and on about how to dig up ore chunks. The only thing that she got out of the conversation was that red ore chunks were worth more than blue ore chunks and that you can combine them to get a hard metal. She poked the chair she sat in a few times and tried to pay attention.
".And then Cash go down to the volcanoes and Cash dig up more than three ore chunks to take to Cash's friend's smithy. And Cash's friend makes more hard metals."
Nayru started to doze off when a slight telepathic reading came into her head. Since she was an Oracle she had such powers. Most of the time she heard shopping lists from the other two Oracles but this sounded much more important. She listened hard and tried to make out what it was saying.
".Trouble.water.storm."
She couldn't make heads or tails of it. Nayru thought that it may have been from one of the mystical creatures of the myths but they had never existed. It must be from how tired I am she thought as she went back to dozing. If she had kept a psychic connection just a little while longer, Nayru would have seen a man sized creature flying through the air over the ocean near Holodrum. She was right. It was one of the creatures of the myths and it had a job.
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This is a short chapter I know, but I didn't want to keep going at this point just because I have to explain next chapter. I finished the OoT game and now I'm working on Majora's mask.can't get past Gyorg though. I mean video games not stories. The other reason this is short is because I am writing a Christmas story to go along with the holiday. (I saw LotR today! 12-24-02) I may have to put it up after Christmas though because of family and what sort. I hope all of you have a Merry Christmas or whatever holiday you celebrate, and let it be a good one. Happy Holidays! I got the sacred Ocarina with a tri-force on it as an early present! YEAH! Please review and I will read your story(ies). ^_^!