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"I hate you," Peach mumbled.
"Why?" Link asked, who was sitting with her in her apartment.
"WHY?! Why do you think?! Now I can hear ghosts all the time, 24/7, my sisters think I've gone psycho, I was almost murdered, and mostly, YOU MADE ME GIVE FOUR MILLION DOLLARS TO A PAIR OF NUNS!!!!!!!!!!!"
"You don't understand," Link sighed.
"Understand what?"
"The four million dollar thing."
"Wait. . .where are you right now?"
"I'm standing behind your chair. Why?"
". . .Just so you know, I'm giving you a reeeeeeeallly dirty look right now."
"Whatever. But you've got to understand this, Peach: if you had kept that four million dollars, you would've been in even more danger than before!"
"Why?"
"Because when Marth and Roy find out they can't get their money, you'll be one of their top suspects!! They'll kill to get that four million, they killed me for it! I'm just trying to save you from what happened to me, Peach!"
Peach looked at her feet. "I'm sorry, Link. I know this really isn't a time to get selfish. . .I've just never had so much money in my hand at one time, and I got really frustrated that I couldn't keep it."
"Yeah, I know," Link sighed.
"Those nuns won't be in danger from Marth, will they?" Peach asked with concern.
"No, he doesn't know they're involved. But speaking of Marth, I think I'm gonna go check up on him at work. . ."
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Marth sat alone at his computer at work. It was after hours, and he was the only employee left. Grinning complacently, he took out the card with Rosa Parks' account number thing on it. He typed in the numerals and hit enter.
His eyes widened in horror when the screen said "Access denied. . .Please try again." Worriedly, Marth slowly entered the numbers for a second time. "Access denied... account has been emptied."
"Emptied?!?? What?!" Marth shouted, hitting the side of the monitor.
Link, who sat in a nearby office chair, grinned smugly. "It's not gonna work, Marth," he laughed, as his former friend tried the numbers again. "No matter how many times you try, it's not gonna work."
Marth turned off the computer, waited a minute, then switched it on again. The number still didn't work.
Smirking, Link kicked against the wall, and the swivel chair he was sitting on darted across the room. Marth saw it, empty of course, and he ran his hands through his hair. "I must be going delirious." He leaned back in his chair.
That was it. Link stood up and walked over to the blank computer screen. Marth quickly sat up and stared as the keyboard typed the word "Murderer" over and over again. By itself (or so it would seem in his eyes)!
"Who's doing that??" Marth shouted, standing up violently.
'Let's have a little fun,' Link thought, clearing the screen. He typed his name over and over again. Marth screamed and backed up against the wall.
"Stop doing that, whoever you are!!" Marth commanded, not about to believe that Link was actually in the room. "Just stop!" Link continued typing his name, and Marth ran behind the computer and smashed it on the ground.
"I'm going to have fun scaring you," Link said. He jumped on top of the desk and kicked over a vase of flowers. He picked up a box of stationary and threw it at Marth, watching the papers scatter all over the room.
Ducking the wild objects being thrown at him, Marth ran for the door.
"Oh no you don't!" Link shouted. He ran towards Marth and grabbed his shirt collar, firing a fist towards his face. Marth banged into the door, his face getting paler and paler. Wildly, he reached for the doorknob and bolted out of the room.
"Leave me alone!!" he shouted. Once outside, Marth stopped for a breath, though Link was right next to him. He remembered that the account had been emptied, and tried to focus his mind on that. Sighing, Marth closed his eyes. Then they snapped open. "That psychic! SHE'S done this!!"
Marth ran for his car. He'd be going to Roy's house, and Link knew it. Running as fast as he could, Link headed straight for Peach's apartment. Much to his dismay, he found that her two sisters were there too, and three of them were crowded around the TV watching X-files.
"Peach!" Link wheezed, clutching a stitch in his side.
"What is it?!" Peach asked, throwing the bowl of popcorn in the air at the sound of Link's scared voice. "Is it Zelda??"
"No, it's you! Marth can't get into the account, and he thinks that you still have the money! You've got to get out of here now!! He'll be here any minute now with Roy!"
"They know where I live??" Peach shouted, standing up.
"Peach, what's wrong?" Saria asked nervously. Her sister had been talking to herself more and more these days.
"You're going crazy again!" Malon whimpered.
"Guys, we've got to get out of here!!" Peach cried, grabbing her sisters by the wrists, she ran for the door. "Link, where can we go??"
"You don't have time to get to my place!" Link said. "You'll have to find one of your friends at this apartment!"
"We don't HAVE any friends at this apartment!!" Peach shouted. "We'll just have to find some kind-hearted citizen who'll take in three strangers for a few minutes!"
"Peach, what's going on?!" Malon shrieked, as her sister dragged her and Saria to the nearest door.
"We've got to leave our room!" Peach answered. "I've got two murderers hot on my tail!"
"Well thanks for telling us now!!" Saria shouted as Peach knocked on the door.
An middle-aged woman answered it and looked at them with confusion.
Peach attempted to walk in. "Please ma'am, we need to come in! It's desperate! We've got to es--"
"Who are you??" the woman asked, looking alarmed.
"Please!" Peach cried. "We've got to hide from--"
The door was slammed in her face.
"Well what'd you expect?" Malon asked as they ran for another door. "If we don't believe you, what makes you think anyone of these people are?!"
"They're coming in the apartment!!" Link warned them.
At the next door, there was an elderly Japanese man who resembled a toad. "May I help you?"
"Yes!" Peach shouted, jumping in the room with her sisters in tow and slamming the door shut behind them. "Please be quiet sir, I'll explain everything in a second! Link, where are they??"
"Quiet, they're coming up the stairs!" Link told her.
Peach's heart beat faster and faster as she heard two pairs of footsteps come pummeling up the stairs. She could hear them pounding on the door two rooms down.
"They just broke into the room," Link whispered to Peach. "I'm gonna go in there and see what else they do."
Roy kicked over a couch. "She's not under here, either."
"Where the hell is she?!" Marth shouted. "Look. . .you keep searching up here, and I'm gonna go downstairs and see if she's at the pool or something."
"Got it."
Link flew back to the Japanese guy's room. "Roy's still looking in your room, and Marth's going down by the pool." He paused and grinned. "I think I'm gonna give Roy a little torture."
Roy ran into the bathroom, his gun out, and pulled back the shower curtain. How cliché: no one was there. Link entered the bathroom as Roy started opening cabinets and closets inside. Smirking, Link walked over to the shower and turned it on. Roy stared at it in alarm. Link picked up the soap bar and threw it out of the room and into the kitchen.
Just narrowly missing getting hit by a flying soap bar, Roy ran out of the bathroom. Link pursued, whamming Roy into a corner with his fist. He continued to beat up the criminal, who could do little to defend himself.
Finally, Roy managed to take out his gun and fire it repeatedly into the air. Some of the bullets zoomed through Link's body, having no affect on him whatsoever. He picked up the toaster and threw it at Roy, and it caught the back of his head.
Covered in blood and sweat, Roy ran from the room screaming. But Link wasn't done with him just yet. He followed, all the way until they reached the street. Link took more punches at Roy, finally sending him into the street.
Roy got up and ran, hearing the sound of a car screeching. Upon hearing several screams, he whipped around and yelled himself.
There he was, lying underneath a motion-less car. Dead.
Eyes nearly popping out of his head, Roy ran through a crowd of people and stared at his own dead body. He screamed again.
"Oh, hi Roy."
Roy whipped around and saw Link, who laughed.
"It's me. Y'know, that guy you murdered earlier to get that account number? Yeah. As for that money, I gave it to a convent. You've wasted you're time going after her. But you can't fix anything now, Roy. You're dead."
Roy stared at him, too traumatized to say anything. Link was about to continue, when he saw the shadow of a nearby car slowly lift up off the ground. Both he and Roy were stunned to see several black shapes floating towards them, emitting horrid screeching noises.
Link looked around. No one else had noticed. They were all busy looking at the accident that had killed Roy. Link whipped around when he heard Roy screaming a blood-curdling scream: the dark shadows had somehow grabbed a hold of him, and where fleeing away with him in their grasp.
They came upon a manhole, and Link watched in a state of shock as Roy was pulled down into the darkness. Moments later, his screaming slowly died away.
Shaken, Link ran around to the back of the apartment. Marth was no where near the pool situated close to it. He ran up the stairs and into the Japanese dude's room.
"Peach! Roy just died--"
"He did?!"
"Yes, but Marth's no where to be found! He may be going to Zelda's, but I'm not quite sure--c'mon, you've got to come help me!"
"Okay, I'm coming!" Peach shouted, bursting towards the door.
"Hey, is it safe to go back to our room or what?!" Saria called out.
"Fine, whatever!"
Peach and Link ran to Zelda's house. She hurried up the steps and banged on the door as loudly as she could. "Zelda! Zel, open up!"
She could hear soft un-even footsteps approach. "Who's there?"
"It's me, Peach!"
"Go away!" Zelda shouted angrily.
"No, Link and I have to talk to you! It's important; you're in danger!!"
"Shut the hell up!!" Zelda screamed, tears finding their way down her face. "Link is dead! He's dead, okay?! There is no way that he can be contacting you!! Why are you doing this to me?!"
"Link, she's not listening!" Peach cried desperately. "Help me out!"
Link walked through the door and came to a stop. He saw Zelda sitting on the floor, nearly drowning in her own tears. His heart flew to her, but there was nothing he could do directly.
"Tell her she's wearing the shirt I gave her for her nineteenth birthday," Link told Peach through the door.
"Zelda, listen, you're wearing the shirt Link gave you for nineteenth birthday!" Peach said desperately.
"And those are the jeans I got her from Abercrombie for Christmas!"
"And you're wearing the jeans he got you for Christmas from Abercrombie!"
"Why are you doing this to me?!" Zelda repeated. "Leave me alone!"
"ZELDA!" Peach shouted. "I'm trying to help you!! How could I know all this if Link wasn't here?!"
Again, Zelda felt herself being convinced. She slowly stood up, but didn't open the door.
"Peach, give me a penny," Link said.
"What? Why? After I give four million dollars to some nuns you want me to--"
"GIVE IT TO ME!! Slide it through the door!"
"All right, all right, fine." Fumbling around in her purse, Peach said, "I don't have any pennies!"
"FINE! A nickel, dime, anything!"
Peach pulled out a quarter and slid it underneath the door. "I don't know what you're gonna do, Link, but. . ."
Link bent down and picked up the coin. Zelda watched in astonishment as the coin floated in front of her. Instinctively, she put out her hand, palm-up, and Link dropped the quarter in it.
"Tell her to look at the year it was printed," Link said.
"He wants you to look at the year on it," Peach told Zelda.
Shaking a bit, Zelda turned over the quarter. "1997."
"Okay, tell her that was. . .two years before I gave her her lucky penny that she always kept in her blue running jacket."
"He says that 1997 is two years before he gave you the lucky penny you always kept in your running jacket. Blue running jacket! Can't you see I'm the real thing?!"
Zelda wiped away at her tears, but they were quickly replaced by silent new ones. Link reached down and stroked her face briefly. She reached up hand, but she couldn't feel anything.
"Will you please let me in, now?" Peach asked.
Hesitantly, Zelda opened the door, and Peach walked in.
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a/n:
that okay? plz review! dude, it's taking me 4ever 2 b able 2 load this.....
"I hate you," Peach mumbled.
"Why?" Link asked, who was sitting with her in her apartment.
"WHY?! Why do you think?! Now I can hear ghosts all the time, 24/7, my sisters think I've gone psycho, I was almost murdered, and mostly, YOU MADE ME GIVE FOUR MILLION DOLLARS TO A PAIR OF NUNS!!!!!!!!!!!"
"You don't understand," Link sighed.
"Understand what?"
"The four million dollar thing."
"Wait. . .where are you right now?"
"I'm standing behind your chair. Why?"
". . .Just so you know, I'm giving you a reeeeeeeallly dirty look right now."
"Whatever. But you've got to understand this, Peach: if you had kept that four million dollars, you would've been in even more danger than before!"
"Why?"
"Because when Marth and Roy find out they can't get their money, you'll be one of their top suspects!! They'll kill to get that four million, they killed me for it! I'm just trying to save you from what happened to me, Peach!"
Peach looked at her feet. "I'm sorry, Link. I know this really isn't a time to get selfish. . .I've just never had so much money in my hand at one time, and I got really frustrated that I couldn't keep it."
"Yeah, I know," Link sighed.
"Those nuns won't be in danger from Marth, will they?" Peach asked with concern.
"No, he doesn't know they're involved. But speaking of Marth, I think I'm gonna go check up on him at work. . ."
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Marth sat alone at his computer at work. It was after hours, and he was the only employee left. Grinning complacently, he took out the card with Rosa Parks' account number thing on it. He typed in the numerals and hit enter.
His eyes widened in horror when the screen said "Access denied. . .Please try again." Worriedly, Marth slowly entered the numbers for a second time. "Access denied... account has been emptied."
"Emptied?!?? What?!" Marth shouted, hitting the side of the monitor.
Link, who sat in a nearby office chair, grinned smugly. "It's not gonna work, Marth," he laughed, as his former friend tried the numbers again. "No matter how many times you try, it's not gonna work."
Marth turned off the computer, waited a minute, then switched it on again. The number still didn't work.
Smirking, Link kicked against the wall, and the swivel chair he was sitting on darted across the room. Marth saw it, empty of course, and he ran his hands through his hair. "I must be going delirious." He leaned back in his chair.
That was it. Link stood up and walked over to the blank computer screen. Marth quickly sat up and stared as the keyboard typed the word "Murderer" over and over again. By itself (or so it would seem in his eyes)!
"Who's doing that??" Marth shouted, standing up violently.
'Let's have a little fun,' Link thought, clearing the screen. He typed his name over and over again. Marth screamed and backed up against the wall.
"Stop doing that, whoever you are!!" Marth commanded, not about to believe that Link was actually in the room. "Just stop!" Link continued typing his name, and Marth ran behind the computer and smashed it on the ground.
"I'm going to have fun scaring you," Link said. He jumped on top of the desk and kicked over a vase of flowers. He picked up a box of stationary and threw it at Marth, watching the papers scatter all over the room.
Ducking the wild objects being thrown at him, Marth ran for the door.
"Oh no you don't!" Link shouted. He ran towards Marth and grabbed his shirt collar, firing a fist towards his face. Marth banged into the door, his face getting paler and paler. Wildly, he reached for the doorknob and bolted out of the room.
"Leave me alone!!" he shouted. Once outside, Marth stopped for a breath, though Link was right next to him. He remembered that the account had been emptied, and tried to focus his mind on that. Sighing, Marth closed his eyes. Then they snapped open. "That psychic! SHE'S done this!!"
Marth ran for his car. He'd be going to Roy's house, and Link knew it. Running as fast as he could, Link headed straight for Peach's apartment. Much to his dismay, he found that her two sisters were there too, and three of them were crowded around the TV watching X-files.
"Peach!" Link wheezed, clutching a stitch in his side.
"What is it?!" Peach asked, throwing the bowl of popcorn in the air at the sound of Link's scared voice. "Is it Zelda??"
"No, it's you! Marth can't get into the account, and he thinks that you still have the money! You've got to get out of here now!! He'll be here any minute now with Roy!"
"They know where I live??" Peach shouted, standing up.
"Peach, what's wrong?" Saria asked nervously. Her sister had been talking to herself more and more these days.
"You're going crazy again!" Malon whimpered.
"Guys, we've got to get out of here!!" Peach cried, grabbing her sisters by the wrists, she ran for the door. "Link, where can we go??"
"You don't have time to get to my place!" Link said. "You'll have to find one of your friends at this apartment!"
"We don't HAVE any friends at this apartment!!" Peach shouted. "We'll just have to find some kind-hearted citizen who'll take in three strangers for a few minutes!"
"Peach, what's going on?!" Malon shrieked, as her sister dragged her and Saria to the nearest door.
"We've got to leave our room!" Peach answered. "I've got two murderers hot on my tail!"
"Well thanks for telling us now!!" Saria shouted as Peach knocked on the door.
An middle-aged woman answered it and looked at them with confusion.
Peach attempted to walk in. "Please ma'am, we need to come in! It's desperate! We've got to es--"
"Who are you??" the woman asked, looking alarmed.
"Please!" Peach cried. "We've got to hide from--"
The door was slammed in her face.
"Well what'd you expect?" Malon asked as they ran for another door. "If we don't believe you, what makes you think anyone of these people are?!"
"They're coming in the apartment!!" Link warned them.
At the next door, there was an elderly Japanese man who resembled a toad. "May I help you?"
"Yes!" Peach shouted, jumping in the room with her sisters in tow and slamming the door shut behind them. "Please be quiet sir, I'll explain everything in a second! Link, where are they??"
"Quiet, they're coming up the stairs!" Link told her.
Peach's heart beat faster and faster as she heard two pairs of footsteps come pummeling up the stairs. She could hear them pounding on the door two rooms down.
"They just broke into the room," Link whispered to Peach. "I'm gonna go in there and see what else they do."
Roy kicked over a couch. "She's not under here, either."
"Where the hell is she?!" Marth shouted. "Look. . .you keep searching up here, and I'm gonna go downstairs and see if she's at the pool or something."
"Got it."
Link flew back to the Japanese guy's room. "Roy's still looking in your room, and Marth's going down by the pool." He paused and grinned. "I think I'm gonna give Roy a little torture."
Roy ran into the bathroom, his gun out, and pulled back the shower curtain. How cliché: no one was there. Link entered the bathroom as Roy started opening cabinets and closets inside. Smirking, Link walked over to the shower and turned it on. Roy stared at it in alarm. Link picked up the soap bar and threw it out of the room and into the kitchen.
Just narrowly missing getting hit by a flying soap bar, Roy ran out of the bathroom. Link pursued, whamming Roy into a corner with his fist. He continued to beat up the criminal, who could do little to defend himself.
Finally, Roy managed to take out his gun and fire it repeatedly into the air. Some of the bullets zoomed through Link's body, having no affect on him whatsoever. He picked up the toaster and threw it at Roy, and it caught the back of his head.
Covered in blood and sweat, Roy ran from the room screaming. But Link wasn't done with him just yet. He followed, all the way until they reached the street. Link took more punches at Roy, finally sending him into the street.
Roy got up and ran, hearing the sound of a car screeching. Upon hearing several screams, he whipped around and yelled himself.
There he was, lying underneath a motion-less car. Dead.
Eyes nearly popping out of his head, Roy ran through a crowd of people and stared at his own dead body. He screamed again.
"Oh, hi Roy."
Roy whipped around and saw Link, who laughed.
"It's me. Y'know, that guy you murdered earlier to get that account number? Yeah. As for that money, I gave it to a convent. You've wasted you're time going after her. But you can't fix anything now, Roy. You're dead."
Roy stared at him, too traumatized to say anything. Link was about to continue, when he saw the shadow of a nearby car slowly lift up off the ground. Both he and Roy were stunned to see several black shapes floating towards them, emitting horrid screeching noises.
Link looked around. No one else had noticed. They were all busy looking at the accident that had killed Roy. Link whipped around when he heard Roy screaming a blood-curdling scream: the dark shadows had somehow grabbed a hold of him, and where fleeing away with him in their grasp.
They came upon a manhole, and Link watched in a state of shock as Roy was pulled down into the darkness. Moments later, his screaming slowly died away.
Shaken, Link ran around to the back of the apartment. Marth was no where near the pool situated close to it. He ran up the stairs and into the Japanese dude's room.
"Peach! Roy just died--"
"He did?!"
"Yes, but Marth's no where to be found! He may be going to Zelda's, but I'm not quite sure--c'mon, you've got to come help me!"
"Okay, I'm coming!" Peach shouted, bursting towards the door.
"Hey, is it safe to go back to our room or what?!" Saria called out.
"Fine, whatever!"
Peach and Link ran to Zelda's house. She hurried up the steps and banged on the door as loudly as she could. "Zelda! Zel, open up!"
She could hear soft un-even footsteps approach. "Who's there?"
"It's me, Peach!"
"Go away!" Zelda shouted angrily.
"No, Link and I have to talk to you! It's important; you're in danger!!"
"Shut the hell up!!" Zelda screamed, tears finding their way down her face. "Link is dead! He's dead, okay?! There is no way that he can be contacting you!! Why are you doing this to me?!"
"Link, she's not listening!" Peach cried desperately. "Help me out!"
Link walked through the door and came to a stop. He saw Zelda sitting on the floor, nearly drowning in her own tears. His heart flew to her, but there was nothing he could do directly.
"Tell her she's wearing the shirt I gave her for her nineteenth birthday," Link told Peach through the door.
"Zelda, listen, you're wearing the shirt Link gave you for nineteenth birthday!" Peach said desperately.
"And those are the jeans I got her from Abercrombie for Christmas!"
"And you're wearing the jeans he got you for Christmas from Abercrombie!"
"Why are you doing this to me?!" Zelda repeated. "Leave me alone!"
"ZELDA!" Peach shouted. "I'm trying to help you!! How could I know all this if Link wasn't here?!"
Again, Zelda felt herself being convinced. She slowly stood up, but didn't open the door.
"Peach, give me a penny," Link said.
"What? Why? After I give four million dollars to some nuns you want me to--"
"GIVE IT TO ME!! Slide it through the door!"
"All right, all right, fine." Fumbling around in her purse, Peach said, "I don't have any pennies!"
"FINE! A nickel, dime, anything!"
Peach pulled out a quarter and slid it underneath the door. "I don't know what you're gonna do, Link, but. . ."
Link bent down and picked up the coin. Zelda watched in astonishment as the coin floated in front of her. Instinctively, she put out her hand, palm-up, and Link dropped the quarter in it.
"Tell her to look at the year it was printed," Link said.
"He wants you to look at the year on it," Peach told Zelda.
Shaking a bit, Zelda turned over the quarter. "1997."
"Okay, tell her that was. . .two years before I gave her her lucky penny that she always kept in her blue running jacket."
"He says that 1997 is two years before he gave you the lucky penny you always kept in your running jacket. Blue running jacket! Can't you see I'm the real thing?!"
Zelda wiped away at her tears, but they were quickly replaced by silent new ones. Link reached down and stroked her face briefly. She reached up hand, but she couldn't feel anything.
"Will you please let me in, now?" Peach asked.
Hesitantly, Zelda opened the door, and Peach walked in.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
a/n:
that okay? plz review! dude, it's taking me 4ever 2 b able 2 load this.....
