Chapter Eleven
Roy's POV
I appeared to be in a chamber of sorts... There were torches around the room, but it was also filled with fog, and I couldn't clearly see the walls. I could tell, however, that the room was made of stone. The place was rather large, and it bore a bit of an orange glow. I knew what was happening; the same thing that had been happening for a while. But this time I wouldn't be so affected. This time I knew it was a dream.
Upon this realization, I knew what to expect, and surely enough, the fog cleared enough for me to make out Ganondorf's figure. The fear and tension that I usually got when I saw him didn't appear this time; I knew he couldn't hurt me. I stood firmly and waited for his first move.
He began to step closer to me, and I heard him laugh quietly. "You're being brave now, aren't you?"
"You can't do anything to me. I know this isn't real," I did my best to maintain a steady and confident flow in my voice.
His laugh got a bit louder as he stopped and positioned himself a few feet in front of me. "Ah, so that's what you think?"
"I know this isn't really happening... It's just a dream."
"But that doesn't necessarily mean I can't do anything to you."
"What do you mean?" I tried not to show the small bit of intimidation that was starting to come into me.
"Well..." he folded his arms and closed his eyes, stepping closer. "It feels like you're really here, doesn't it?" I kept my eyes planted on him as he came even closer to me. He suddenly lunged his arm out and grabbed the back of my neck. "And you can feel this, can't you?" he growled.
That bit of intimidation tried to overtake me, but I refused to let it. I wasn't going to go weak on him. "What do you want from me?" I inquired with a stern tone.
His grip on my neck tightened and he took my chin in his free hand, just as he had done in my previous dreams. "You'll find out in time," he answered in a low voice.
I kept myself calm, but sent anger through my narrowed eyes. He lowered his hand from my neck to my left shoulder, and I let out a surprised groan as he pulled my body against him. I began trembling, but still tried to fight the fear that was trying to take me over.
"It won't be too long. I'll have to get rid of your partner, however..." he turned his eyes away from me, as he seemed to be thinking. "You're quite close to him, aren't you? The one that rescued you... The one that you were with last night."
I kept my brow narrowed, but a flash of confusion added itself into my expression. How did he know about my relationship with Marth? I wasn't sure if I really wanted to know, so I kept my thoughts to myself.
"He's my only big problem right now... So I'll take care of him, and then I should be able to get to you..." his fingers rose slightly from my chin, brushing across my face, which sent a chill through my body. "In reality."
I could no longer control what was happening with my emotions, and an unsteady whimper escaped my throat. My body was still quavering, overwhelmed by him being so close to me. As much as I told myself that it was only a dream, I couldn't escape the intense fear that this man gave me. I struggled to break free from his grasp, but it only encouraged him to press me closer to him. I saw an avaricious smirk cross his lips. I felt the need to ask only one more question. "How are you doing this... Why are you in my dreams?"
He examined my eyes for several moments, then broke into a slow, deep laugh. I wasn't expecting an answer, but it didn't entirely matter; at that point, all I wanted was for the dream to end... I wanted to be away from him, and stop feeling him near me... That was all I wanted...
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My eyes shot open and I felt my body rise onto the palms of my hands. I looked around, desperately hoping that I'd be in the same spot that I was when I fell asleep. I let out a deep sigh when I saw Marth laying next to me, and Zelda beyond him. The first thought that came to my mind was the only thing I needed at that moment. I scrambled onto my hands and knees to reach the Hylian who stood in front of us. "Link," I whispered, my voice shaking.
He turned his head to see behind him, then noticed me on the ground. He knelt down and faced me. "What is it?"
I breathed heavily, trying to control my trembling body. "I had another dream..." I mumbled as I wiped a few beads of sweat from my forehead. "But it was different this time."
"How was it different?" he sat down beside me, giving me his full attention.
"Well, this time I knew it was a dream... And it appeared to be in some sort of chamber. He was there again..." I swallowed hard, still attempting to calm myself. "He grabbed me, and he pulled me against him. I tried not to appear upset, but it got the best of me," I looked up at my partner, as a feeling of worry came across me. "He said he was going to do something to Marth."
"Roy, you know that's not true--"
"Yes, it is!" I objected. "He knew what happened with the two of us, and he said he was his only problem..."
"It was just a dream, though. I think it's making you a little paranoid," he put his hand on my back, trying to assure me that there was nothing wrong.
"Link," I uttered in a hard voice. I looked straight into his eyes, trying to let him know that I was entirely serious. "It was real, it was him. I know it was. I don't know how, but it was him."
He looked back at me with slightly frightened eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Do I look unsure?" I stated, my voice completely straight.
The young elf sighed and closed his eyes; it seemed that he finally accepted that what I was saying was true. After a few seconds, his eyes came back to meet mine. "You have to tell Marth."
Roy's POV
I appeared to be in a chamber of sorts... There were torches around the room, but it was also filled with fog, and I couldn't clearly see the walls. I could tell, however, that the room was made of stone. The place was rather large, and it bore a bit of an orange glow. I knew what was happening; the same thing that had been happening for a while. But this time I wouldn't be so affected. This time I knew it was a dream.
Upon this realization, I knew what to expect, and surely enough, the fog cleared enough for me to make out Ganondorf's figure. The fear and tension that I usually got when I saw him didn't appear this time; I knew he couldn't hurt me. I stood firmly and waited for his first move.
He began to step closer to me, and I heard him laugh quietly. "You're being brave now, aren't you?"
"You can't do anything to me. I know this isn't real," I did my best to maintain a steady and confident flow in my voice.
His laugh got a bit louder as he stopped and positioned himself a few feet in front of me. "Ah, so that's what you think?"
"I know this isn't really happening... It's just a dream."
"But that doesn't necessarily mean I can't do anything to you."
"What do you mean?" I tried not to show the small bit of intimidation that was starting to come into me.
"Well..." he folded his arms and closed his eyes, stepping closer. "It feels like you're really here, doesn't it?" I kept my eyes planted on him as he came even closer to me. He suddenly lunged his arm out and grabbed the back of my neck. "And you can feel this, can't you?" he growled.
That bit of intimidation tried to overtake me, but I refused to let it. I wasn't going to go weak on him. "What do you want from me?" I inquired with a stern tone.
His grip on my neck tightened and he took my chin in his free hand, just as he had done in my previous dreams. "You'll find out in time," he answered in a low voice.
I kept myself calm, but sent anger through my narrowed eyes. He lowered his hand from my neck to my left shoulder, and I let out a surprised groan as he pulled my body against him. I began trembling, but still tried to fight the fear that was trying to take me over.
"It won't be too long. I'll have to get rid of your partner, however..." he turned his eyes away from me, as he seemed to be thinking. "You're quite close to him, aren't you? The one that rescued you... The one that you were with last night."
I kept my brow narrowed, but a flash of confusion added itself into my expression. How did he know about my relationship with Marth? I wasn't sure if I really wanted to know, so I kept my thoughts to myself.
"He's my only big problem right now... So I'll take care of him, and then I should be able to get to you..." his fingers rose slightly from my chin, brushing across my face, which sent a chill through my body. "In reality."
I could no longer control what was happening with my emotions, and an unsteady whimper escaped my throat. My body was still quavering, overwhelmed by him being so close to me. As much as I told myself that it was only a dream, I couldn't escape the intense fear that this man gave me. I struggled to break free from his grasp, but it only encouraged him to press me closer to him. I saw an avaricious smirk cross his lips. I felt the need to ask only one more question. "How are you doing this... Why are you in my dreams?"
He examined my eyes for several moments, then broke into a slow, deep laugh. I wasn't expecting an answer, but it didn't entirely matter; at that point, all I wanted was for the dream to end... I wanted to be away from him, and stop feeling him near me... That was all I wanted...
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My eyes shot open and I felt my body rise onto the palms of my hands. I looked around, desperately hoping that I'd be in the same spot that I was when I fell asleep. I let out a deep sigh when I saw Marth laying next to me, and Zelda beyond him. The first thought that came to my mind was the only thing I needed at that moment. I scrambled onto my hands and knees to reach the Hylian who stood in front of us. "Link," I whispered, my voice shaking.
He turned his head to see behind him, then noticed me on the ground. He knelt down and faced me. "What is it?"
I breathed heavily, trying to control my trembling body. "I had another dream..." I mumbled as I wiped a few beads of sweat from my forehead. "But it was different this time."
"How was it different?" he sat down beside me, giving me his full attention.
"Well, this time I knew it was a dream... And it appeared to be in some sort of chamber. He was there again..." I swallowed hard, still attempting to calm myself. "He grabbed me, and he pulled me against him. I tried not to appear upset, but it got the best of me," I looked up at my partner, as a feeling of worry came across me. "He said he was going to do something to Marth."
"Roy, you know that's not true--"
"Yes, it is!" I objected. "He knew what happened with the two of us, and he said he was his only problem..."
"It was just a dream, though. I think it's making you a little paranoid," he put his hand on my back, trying to assure me that there was nothing wrong.
"Link," I uttered in a hard voice. I looked straight into his eyes, trying to let him know that I was entirely serious. "It was real, it was him. I know it was. I don't know how, but it was him."
He looked back at me with slightly frightened eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Do I look unsure?" I stated, my voice completely straight.
The young elf sighed and closed his eyes; it seemed that he finally accepted that what I was saying was true. After a few seconds, his eyes came back to meet mine. "You have to tell Marth."