Link woke up the next day to the sound of someone knocking loudly on his
door. Groggily, he walked up to the door. "Who is it?"
"It's me, Impa."
"What do you want?"
"Let me in, I think I can help you and your disfunctioning arm."
Shrugging, Link opened the door. Impa stood there, holding a large book in one hand and an umbrella in the other. She stepped quickly into his house, closing the parasol.
"Phew, thanks!" said Impa, taking off her soaking wet coat. "The rain's coming down in bullets out there! Yeah, sorry if I get your floor a little wet, there."
'Little' may have been a bit of an understatment. Droplets of water were practically pouring off of Impa onto Link's clean floorboards.
"It's all right," he stammered, sitting down. "So what is it you wanted to help me with? I mean, this arm in a sling is kind of inconvenient, but I think I can manage."
"Well, that's kind of what I came here to talk with you about," Impa began, sitting down and putting her book on her lap.
"What's the book?"
Impa smiled. "Well, I decided that you didn't really deserve to have that wound in your shoulder for the typical five-to-six weeks. So, I thought that I might be able to give you a hand." She winked at him.
"What, you mean that you can...you can do magic?!"
Laughing, Impa grinned again. "I don't know if I'd go as far as calling it magic, but...well, actually, I guess it...well, the point is that I can heal you now--as opposed to waiting over a long period of time."
"But are you sure it's the right thing to do?" Link asked. "I mean, is it okay to cure this wound with magic? I mean, it's the natural law that- -"
Impa stood up, throwing her arms and the thick book into the air. Lightning flashed outside the window behind her. "WELL SCREW THE NATURAL LAW!!"
Not expecting that sudden outburst, Link stared at her in confusion. She picked up her book and walked next to him. Impa read something carefully, then shut it loudly.
"Here we go," she whispered, placing her hands firmly onto Link's injured shoulder. "That doesn't hurt, does it?"
"No," Link replied, even though it did a lot.
Impa closed her eyes, muttering incomprehensibly. A chill ran down Link's spine, and he wondered if the Sheikah woman really knew what she was doing.
"Look, Impa. It's nothing personal, but do you-"
"SIMPLA VIVA!!!" Impa suddenly bellowed, throwing her arms in the air and twisting around her hands. "LIVE FOREVER!!!" A blue mist swirled around in the air, and then right above Link's shoulder. His bandages abruptly disappeared, and the blue mist dissipated.
Link's jaw dropped. He flexed his arm and felt no pain at all. He stared at Impa in disbelief. "...What was that?!"
"Oh, just an old spell I remembered," Impa chuckled. "Sorry if I spooked you a bit. It's just that I couldn't stand the thought of you being in that sling for so long. So...your welcome."
Link laughed. "Thank you, Impa. But I've got a question. If you can use this magic to heal, why hasn't it been used before? Like in wars? I've never heard about anything like it before!"
"I'm going to have to make a very long and tedious story short. There are many limitations as to who can use this magic and when. The Sheikah are the only ones able to use it, and also those that they pass it onto. For example, I have bestowed this power unto Zelda. But it can be used only on Kokiri every so many years..."
"Oh."
"Well, sorry my visit had to be so short. But Zelda's feeling under the weather somewhat, so I'd best be heading back to her."
"Okay. Thanks again, Impa!"
"Na li, na li."
"....what?"
Rolling her eyes and sighing, the nursemaid walked out the door with her umbrella. "It's Chinese for 'no need.' Good-bye, Link."
"Bye." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"AAACHOOO!" Zelda sneezed, as her door closed. She looked up. "Oh, it's you Impa."
"Yes," she replied, sitting down on a chair next to the bed. "How are you feeling? I came back as soon as I could."
"I feel terrible," Zelda sniffed, sitting up in bed slightly. She shivered from the cold air. "Did it work?"
"Quite well. Link's energy seems to have been fully restored. I do hope you're satisfied." She rolled her eyes.
"Well you know I would have done it myself if it wasn't for this nasty cold I've got."
"I know, princess. I was glad to do it." Impa laughed shortly.
"What is it?"
"Ah, I just wish you could've seen Link's face when I did the spell! He thought that I was going to make him explode or something!"
"Oh, Impa! You didn't try and be traumatic and everything, did you?" Zelda asked. Her nursmaid only grinned. "You know that scares everyone half to death!"
Zelda had watched Impa heal some Kokiri like that before. The words need only to be murmured, but the Sheikah woman like to bellow them out for effect. This, of course, completely freaked out whomever she happened to be healing.
"Well, I must say that the lightning storm did add to the impression."
The princess looked stern for a minute, then she sneezed. Zelda couldn't help but laugh. "I just hope that you know that if you ever did that to me, I'd personally have you executed. I hate being scared like that!"
"I hope I'm not the first one to tell you this princess, but you're not Kokiri," Impa joked. "And besides--you know you'd never be able to execute me. I'm like..." Impa had been about to say that she was like a mother to her, but was a little afraid to. "Well...we're good friends."
The Hylian princess smiled warmly at Impa. "Impa, you've always been like a mother to me. Sometimes I feel that you really and truly are. So I just want to say that I'm...really and truly grateful."
A tear fell down Impa's cheek, in spite of herself. She reached down and hugged Zelda lovingly, kissing her forehead. "Your words touch me deeply, Zelda. I hope that you'll always turn to me. I shall always be here, your highness."
"I know," the princess whispered. "Thank you." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Author's note: Yeah yeah, i know--i took the "live forever" thing from death becomes her! (a movie that i do not own, but wish i did!) SO SHOOT ME! *sarcastically* well anyway, please review.
"It's me, Impa."
"What do you want?"
"Let me in, I think I can help you and your disfunctioning arm."
Shrugging, Link opened the door. Impa stood there, holding a large book in one hand and an umbrella in the other. She stepped quickly into his house, closing the parasol.
"Phew, thanks!" said Impa, taking off her soaking wet coat. "The rain's coming down in bullets out there! Yeah, sorry if I get your floor a little wet, there."
'Little' may have been a bit of an understatment. Droplets of water were practically pouring off of Impa onto Link's clean floorboards.
"It's all right," he stammered, sitting down. "So what is it you wanted to help me with? I mean, this arm in a sling is kind of inconvenient, but I think I can manage."
"Well, that's kind of what I came here to talk with you about," Impa began, sitting down and putting her book on her lap.
"What's the book?"
Impa smiled. "Well, I decided that you didn't really deserve to have that wound in your shoulder for the typical five-to-six weeks. So, I thought that I might be able to give you a hand." She winked at him.
"What, you mean that you can...you can do magic?!"
Laughing, Impa grinned again. "I don't know if I'd go as far as calling it magic, but...well, actually, I guess it...well, the point is that I can heal you now--as opposed to waiting over a long period of time."
"But are you sure it's the right thing to do?" Link asked. "I mean, is it okay to cure this wound with magic? I mean, it's the natural law that- -"
Impa stood up, throwing her arms and the thick book into the air. Lightning flashed outside the window behind her. "WELL SCREW THE NATURAL LAW!!"
Not expecting that sudden outburst, Link stared at her in confusion. She picked up her book and walked next to him. Impa read something carefully, then shut it loudly.
"Here we go," she whispered, placing her hands firmly onto Link's injured shoulder. "That doesn't hurt, does it?"
"No," Link replied, even though it did a lot.
Impa closed her eyes, muttering incomprehensibly. A chill ran down Link's spine, and he wondered if the Sheikah woman really knew what she was doing.
"Look, Impa. It's nothing personal, but do you-"
"SIMPLA VIVA!!!" Impa suddenly bellowed, throwing her arms in the air and twisting around her hands. "LIVE FOREVER!!!" A blue mist swirled around in the air, and then right above Link's shoulder. His bandages abruptly disappeared, and the blue mist dissipated.
Link's jaw dropped. He flexed his arm and felt no pain at all. He stared at Impa in disbelief. "...What was that?!"
"Oh, just an old spell I remembered," Impa chuckled. "Sorry if I spooked you a bit. It's just that I couldn't stand the thought of you being in that sling for so long. So...your welcome."
Link laughed. "Thank you, Impa. But I've got a question. If you can use this magic to heal, why hasn't it been used before? Like in wars? I've never heard about anything like it before!"
"I'm going to have to make a very long and tedious story short. There are many limitations as to who can use this magic and when. The Sheikah are the only ones able to use it, and also those that they pass it onto. For example, I have bestowed this power unto Zelda. But it can be used only on Kokiri every so many years..."
"Oh."
"Well, sorry my visit had to be so short. But Zelda's feeling under the weather somewhat, so I'd best be heading back to her."
"Okay. Thanks again, Impa!"
"Na li, na li."
"....what?"
Rolling her eyes and sighing, the nursemaid walked out the door with her umbrella. "It's Chinese for 'no need.' Good-bye, Link."
"Bye." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"AAACHOOO!" Zelda sneezed, as her door closed. She looked up. "Oh, it's you Impa."
"Yes," she replied, sitting down on a chair next to the bed. "How are you feeling? I came back as soon as I could."
"I feel terrible," Zelda sniffed, sitting up in bed slightly. She shivered from the cold air. "Did it work?"
"Quite well. Link's energy seems to have been fully restored. I do hope you're satisfied." She rolled her eyes.
"Well you know I would have done it myself if it wasn't for this nasty cold I've got."
"I know, princess. I was glad to do it." Impa laughed shortly.
"What is it?"
"Ah, I just wish you could've seen Link's face when I did the spell! He thought that I was going to make him explode or something!"
"Oh, Impa! You didn't try and be traumatic and everything, did you?" Zelda asked. Her nursmaid only grinned. "You know that scares everyone half to death!"
Zelda had watched Impa heal some Kokiri like that before. The words need only to be murmured, but the Sheikah woman like to bellow them out for effect. This, of course, completely freaked out whomever she happened to be healing.
"Well, I must say that the lightning storm did add to the impression."
The princess looked stern for a minute, then she sneezed. Zelda couldn't help but laugh. "I just hope that you know that if you ever did that to me, I'd personally have you executed. I hate being scared like that!"
"I hope I'm not the first one to tell you this princess, but you're not Kokiri," Impa joked. "And besides--you know you'd never be able to execute me. I'm like..." Impa had been about to say that she was like a mother to her, but was a little afraid to. "Well...we're good friends."
The Hylian princess smiled warmly at Impa. "Impa, you've always been like a mother to me. Sometimes I feel that you really and truly are. So I just want to say that I'm...really and truly grateful."
A tear fell down Impa's cheek, in spite of herself. She reached down and hugged Zelda lovingly, kissing her forehead. "Your words touch me deeply, Zelda. I hope that you'll always turn to me. I shall always be here, your highness."
"I know," the princess whispered. "Thank you." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Author's note: Yeah yeah, i know--i took the "live forever" thing from death becomes her! (a movie that i do not own, but wish i did!) SO SHOOT ME! *sarcastically* well anyway, please review.