Chapter 3: The Exiled One
His name was Marth, former prince of his land. He had been exiled for some heinous crime that he didn't commit and now he too wondered aimlessly throughout the vast land beyond his kingdom's walls. It was a task that Marth both loathed and welcomed, since he was more than prepared for the wilderness and at the same time hater living that way. He, just like Roy, would rather be in his seat of power and luxury. . . but fate played a cruel hand. . . It would only be a matter of time, however, until he came up with a plan to put things right.
"Yes. . . and I see you are here for the legendary sword, am I right?" Marth replied to the downed swordsman while looking over his shoulder. "It is true that we are allies, but sometimes I think your age outweighs your experience. . ."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Roy shot back while getting up. "Besides, this is my battle. Don't interfere."
"So you would rather taste the blade of defeat rather than actually live up your dream of redemption?"
Roy gasped. "Just how in the hell did you find out what happened to me? You were- -"
"I know, but you forget how high up the ladder you are. . . or rather 'were'," Marth replied, still keeping his cool. "With what happened to you, news travels fast. I just figured that you needed to do something to get back in favor of the kingdom. I guess I was right."
Roy kept quiet as he walked past Marth to look for Link, who had disappeared. However, he knew that he was still around. This battle never ended.
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Link kept a watchful eye on the now two swordsmen with capes. He had to think of something while he rested on top of the temple wall; who knows what would happen if the Master Sword fell into their hands. He reached into his inventory once again, this time pulling out a bomb. The fuse was lit and he threw it down into the open area where his foes stood. They almost didn't notice it. . . until Marth turned his head. . . and gasped.
"Roy! Get down!!!"
BANG!!
The sound of the bomb exploding echoed throughout the temple, smoke covering the area which Link's bomb was. He kept his eyes on the area as the smoke cleared up a bit. . . and revealed Marth dashing out, his eyes on Link. The caped prince sprang into the air and readied his sword, but before he could get the slash out, Link vaulted off his perch and turned around to strike. Marth threw his body forward in mid-air and nearly dodged the blade, seeing Link land on the smoke covered ground below. Link kept his ground, staring down Marth, but just as he began to move he sensed someone behind him. He spun around and came face to face with Roy, resting his sword on his shoulder. It was already flashing white. . .
"Flare Blade!!!"
End of Chapter 3. Chapter 4: The Climax, will come out in a few days.
His name was Marth, former prince of his land. He had been exiled for some heinous crime that he didn't commit and now he too wondered aimlessly throughout the vast land beyond his kingdom's walls. It was a task that Marth both loathed and welcomed, since he was more than prepared for the wilderness and at the same time hater living that way. He, just like Roy, would rather be in his seat of power and luxury. . . but fate played a cruel hand. . . It would only be a matter of time, however, until he came up with a plan to put things right.
"Yes. . . and I see you are here for the legendary sword, am I right?" Marth replied to the downed swordsman while looking over his shoulder. "It is true that we are allies, but sometimes I think your age outweighs your experience. . ."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Roy shot back while getting up. "Besides, this is my battle. Don't interfere."
"So you would rather taste the blade of defeat rather than actually live up your dream of redemption?"
Roy gasped. "Just how in the hell did you find out what happened to me? You were- -"
"I know, but you forget how high up the ladder you are. . . or rather 'were'," Marth replied, still keeping his cool. "With what happened to you, news travels fast. I just figured that you needed to do something to get back in favor of the kingdom. I guess I was right."
Roy kept quiet as he walked past Marth to look for Link, who had disappeared. However, he knew that he was still around. This battle never ended.
---- ----
Link kept a watchful eye on the now two swordsmen with capes. He had to think of something while he rested on top of the temple wall; who knows what would happen if the Master Sword fell into their hands. He reached into his inventory once again, this time pulling out a bomb. The fuse was lit and he threw it down into the open area where his foes stood. They almost didn't notice it. . . until Marth turned his head. . . and gasped.
"Roy! Get down!!!"
BANG!!
The sound of the bomb exploding echoed throughout the temple, smoke covering the area which Link's bomb was. He kept his eyes on the area as the smoke cleared up a bit. . . and revealed Marth dashing out, his eyes on Link. The caped prince sprang into the air and readied his sword, but before he could get the slash out, Link vaulted off his perch and turned around to strike. Marth threw his body forward in mid-air and nearly dodged the blade, seeing Link land on the smoke covered ground below. Link kept his ground, staring down Marth, but just as he began to move he sensed someone behind him. He spun around and came face to face with Roy, resting his sword on his shoulder. It was already flashing white. . .
"Flare Blade!!!"
End of Chapter 3. Chapter 4: The Climax, will come out in a few days.