The Secret of the Sages
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Random Thought-O-Meter: I hate 12-hour shifts....... (*^_^*) Look! I made a smilie with pigtails!! (don't ask)
///Ugh.....where am I?/// Nabooru sort of regains consciousness. Somehow she is able to see. Then she looks down. At her own body lying in front of her. For a moment, she is frozen in shock. Then slowly dawning comes to her. Her spirit has been separated from her body.
///You have got to be kidding me../// she thinks. She looks around the room. Black, black, oh, that wall is red! Black, more black....someone needs a new decorator. She finds herself drawn again and again to her own body lying there helpless. ///There must be some way..../// She looks up at the red wall. All of the walls seem completely solid. But the red one actually moves itself to let Trololf in. He stands in front of her.
"So how are you feeling my dear?" He tries to act like he is the perfect gentleman. Nabooru resists the urge, no matter how futile, to spit on him. Trololf just grins. "I'm sure you probably hate me, but you realize, I have a world to take over, and I need a son to make sure that my line continues." Nabooru suddenly has a horrible realization. The only way a new male can be born to the Gerudo......is if the one alive now dies. Tallert is only a couple of years old. Can the Gerudo protect him?
///They have to.../// Nabooru's opinion of Trololf has just gone through the floor and to the other side of the world.
"I see you realize the problem. I can't just adopt, even though he is very young. He has already been with the other Gerudos, and I can't let the memories of that surface. Once I find him, he will die. I hate to have to do it, but one does what one must." He tries to act like he is the perfect person, and knows what is best for everyone. Nabob seethes.
///I will stop you......somehow.....some way....../// Nabooru vows.
"Well, then, I shall leave you to you're quiet contemplation. In the meantime, I should prepare for your friends. They are coming to get you, do you realize that?" Trololf smiles, then leaves the way he came in. Nabooru is once again alone to seethe, and plan.
**Somewhere in Hyrule Field**
"This is pointless. It seems like we aren't getting anywhere closer to that thing." Link says. The entire group has been walking for almost three days now. The floating palace is no closer than it was when they started. It is almost like it is moving with them.
"We can't just give up." Zelda reminds him. "Nabooru is one of us. And...hey, what's going on over there?" Zelda points in the direction of Gerudo Valley. The Gerudos have fortified the area to the point of obsession. Curious, the group goes over to find out what has happened.
"Excuse me," Impa walks up to the one who seems to be in charge. "What is happening?" The woman warrior gives her a surly look, then seems to relax a bit.
"Oh, a Sheikah." She says. "What do you need?"
"Information. What is going on? Why the sudden defensive?" The Gerudo looks around, the points to the floating palace.
"Trololf. If he has come back, our king is in danger." She seems nervous. That is a rare trait in the Gerudo, and if a Gerudo is nervous, something bad is definitely happening. "He may try to kill the king. He is still a child, he can't defend his position yet."
"I see. Is there someone who can tell us about this Trololf? We need that information." The guard looks at Impa for a moment.
"Give me one reason I should let you see one of our scribes." She says. Oloken steps forward.
"Does the name 'Nabooru' mean anything to you?" The guard's eyes go wide.
"Nabooru........he has her.....doesn't he.." Impa nods.
"At the moment, yes. That is why we need the information." The guard thinks a moment.
"Fine, but you will be supervised." Impa nods.
"Agreed. And thank you." Another guard leads the group inside the fortress.
To be continued........
Sorry if this is a bit short. I am having problems with everybody's friend, Mr. Writer's Block. -_-
Disclaimer: The usual.
Random Thought-O-Meter: I hate 12-hour shifts....... (*^_^*) Look! I made a smilie with pigtails!! (don't ask)
///Ugh.....where am I?/// Nabooru sort of regains consciousness. Somehow she is able to see. Then she looks down. At her own body lying in front of her. For a moment, she is frozen in shock. Then slowly dawning comes to her. Her spirit has been separated from her body.
///You have got to be kidding me../// she thinks. She looks around the room. Black, black, oh, that wall is red! Black, more black....someone needs a new decorator. She finds herself drawn again and again to her own body lying there helpless. ///There must be some way..../// She looks up at the red wall. All of the walls seem completely solid. But the red one actually moves itself to let Trololf in. He stands in front of her.
"So how are you feeling my dear?" He tries to act like he is the perfect gentleman. Nabooru resists the urge, no matter how futile, to spit on him. Trololf just grins. "I'm sure you probably hate me, but you realize, I have a world to take over, and I need a son to make sure that my line continues." Nabooru suddenly has a horrible realization. The only way a new male can be born to the Gerudo......is if the one alive now dies. Tallert is only a couple of years old. Can the Gerudo protect him?
///They have to.../// Nabooru's opinion of Trololf has just gone through the floor and to the other side of the world.
"I see you realize the problem. I can't just adopt, even though he is very young. He has already been with the other Gerudos, and I can't let the memories of that surface. Once I find him, he will die. I hate to have to do it, but one does what one must." He tries to act like he is the perfect person, and knows what is best for everyone. Nabob seethes.
///I will stop you......somehow.....some way....../// Nabooru vows.
"Well, then, I shall leave you to you're quiet contemplation. In the meantime, I should prepare for your friends. They are coming to get you, do you realize that?" Trololf smiles, then leaves the way he came in. Nabooru is once again alone to seethe, and plan.
**Somewhere in Hyrule Field**
"This is pointless. It seems like we aren't getting anywhere closer to that thing." Link says. The entire group has been walking for almost three days now. The floating palace is no closer than it was when they started. It is almost like it is moving with them.
"We can't just give up." Zelda reminds him. "Nabooru is one of us. And...hey, what's going on over there?" Zelda points in the direction of Gerudo Valley. The Gerudos have fortified the area to the point of obsession. Curious, the group goes over to find out what has happened.
"Excuse me," Impa walks up to the one who seems to be in charge. "What is happening?" The woman warrior gives her a surly look, then seems to relax a bit.
"Oh, a Sheikah." She says. "What do you need?"
"Information. What is going on? Why the sudden defensive?" The Gerudo looks around, the points to the floating palace.
"Trololf. If he has come back, our king is in danger." She seems nervous. That is a rare trait in the Gerudo, and if a Gerudo is nervous, something bad is definitely happening. "He may try to kill the king. He is still a child, he can't defend his position yet."
"I see. Is there someone who can tell us about this Trololf? We need that information." The guard looks at Impa for a moment.
"Give me one reason I should let you see one of our scribes." She says. Oloken steps forward.
"Does the name 'Nabooru' mean anything to you?" The guard's eyes go wide.
"Nabooru........he has her.....doesn't he.." Impa nods.
"At the moment, yes. That is why we need the information." The guard thinks a moment.
"Fine, but you will be supervised." Impa nods.
"Agreed. And thank you." Another guard leads the group inside the fortress.
To be continued........
Sorry if this is a bit short. I am having problems with everybody's friend, Mr. Writer's Block. -_-