AN: Hiya! More from the late update-er. To quote Lando Calrissian, "It's
not my fault!" As before SLASH WARNING! GAY WARNING! There you have been
warned. I do not own theses characters...darn it.
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Ah. Back from exploring the nothingness are you? You haven't found anything I see. What's that? You wish for me to continue my tale? Very well, where was I? Oh yes! Blood. I saw him spill quite a lot of it you know. Some his own, most his enemies. Again, I digress, but he is a most interesting topic of conversation is he not? Ah, you do not think so, I can see it in your eyes, you merely wish to know how strong he is. I shall indulge you.
When he entered my homeland I had two warnings, A minion waited in the canyon below to tell me when he crossed the bridge into my desert land, and the second in command of that filthy traitor Nabooru, informed me the minute he obtained access to the Desert wastes. I thought I had little to worry about, He couldn't enter the temple, the entrance was tiny, only a child could have made it. I am not sure if it was my obsession with him, that clouded my judgment or merely my own arrogance. But in this error I had forgotten the power of the master sword. I'm sure old man Raru is still chuckling over my lapse.
It was . . . QUITE upsetting to find that he had remedied the problem by traveling back in time. I killed to many to count that day, the ReDead population in town went up, of that much I am certain. The fact that my enemy had obtained the Silver Gauntlets was also most infuriating, he could now enter my fortress, I had to place guards and wait. But then an idea struck me, why WAIT for him to come to me? Why not simply BRING him to me? It was simpler, shorter, and mostly likely safer then to let him grow stronger before facing me.
Why this idea had not occurred to me sooner I had no inkling. However he still had one temple left to go; If I could capture him, and cage him, as one traps a fragile butterfly, I might yet keep a hold on the land that I had taken such pains to conquer. But how? I thought on this for an entire day, plotting planning . . . Why do you look confused? Coming up with a decent plan takes time. Youth these days, you think everything can be obtained with a snap of your fingers, and the fear you inspire. Don't give me that look, I could kill you without breaking a sweat. That's better. Now then, where was I?
Ah, How to do it. There were so many ways it could be done. I didn't have time for anything elaborate of course, THAT takes at least a week. My plan to take over the castle took months of careful planning and deception . . . I will GET to how I caught him. You are impatient child, probably how you ended up here. Hah! I Caught you there didn't I? Well, I decided that the best way would be after the last temple while he was off guard and maybe a little careless. Transport was a problem, if seen any member of the four races would rush to save him, he had to go unseen if possible. Then I had an epiphany. The Dead hands, they were PERFECT! Silent, nigh untraceable and mute. Not even torture or purification would loosen their lips, if they'd had any.
The plan was ready and all I had to do was wait for him to finish the fear- inspiring Shadow Temple. The battle against Bongo-Bongo, (and that is the LAST time I allow a Minion to choose it's own name), was fierce. But the end revealed information that would be crucial to his breaking. His fear of the undead was paralyzing, a fact which I turned to my advantage with what could have been remarkable results, had there not been one unknown factor. But I see you are weary, sleep I shall finish my tale when you awaken. Hmm, you're getting smarter. Very well. Keep your weapon close by, though I will not kill you . . . just yet. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
AN: Well here it is, chapter five. Happy dance! Many thanks to The Great Susinko, for getting my butt back on track. ^_^;; heh heh, Now we're at the point where Link's point of view in The Cricket and The Shadow intersects with this one. I told you I'd get there! Theres at least one more chapter of this. If not two. Please be patient! =^_^=
Ah. Back from exploring the nothingness are you? You haven't found anything I see. What's that? You wish for me to continue my tale? Very well, where was I? Oh yes! Blood. I saw him spill quite a lot of it you know. Some his own, most his enemies. Again, I digress, but he is a most interesting topic of conversation is he not? Ah, you do not think so, I can see it in your eyes, you merely wish to know how strong he is. I shall indulge you.
When he entered my homeland I had two warnings, A minion waited in the canyon below to tell me when he crossed the bridge into my desert land, and the second in command of that filthy traitor Nabooru, informed me the minute he obtained access to the Desert wastes. I thought I had little to worry about, He couldn't enter the temple, the entrance was tiny, only a child could have made it. I am not sure if it was my obsession with him, that clouded my judgment or merely my own arrogance. But in this error I had forgotten the power of the master sword. I'm sure old man Raru is still chuckling over my lapse.
It was . . . QUITE upsetting to find that he had remedied the problem by traveling back in time. I killed to many to count that day, the ReDead population in town went up, of that much I am certain. The fact that my enemy had obtained the Silver Gauntlets was also most infuriating, he could now enter my fortress, I had to place guards and wait. But then an idea struck me, why WAIT for him to come to me? Why not simply BRING him to me? It was simpler, shorter, and mostly likely safer then to let him grow stronger before facing me.
Why this idea had not occurred to me sooner I had no inkling. However he still had one temple left to go; If I could capture him, and cage him, as one traps a fragile butterfly, I might yet keep a hold on the land that I had taken such pains to conquer. But how? I thought on this for an entire day, plotting planning . . . Why do you look confused? Coming up with a decent plan takes time. Youth these days, you think everything can be obtained with a snap of your fingers, and the fear you inspire. Don't give me that look, I could kill you without breaking a sweat. That's better. Now then, where was I?
Ah, How to do it. There were so many ways it could be done. I didn't have time for anything elaborate of course, THAT takes at least a week. My plan to take over the castle took months of careful planning and deception . . . I will GET to how I caught him. You are impatient child, probably how you ended up here. Hah! I Caught you there didn't I? Well, I decided that the best way would be after the last temple while he was off guard and maybe a little careless. Transport was a problem, if seen any member of the four races would rush to save him, he had to go unseen if possible. Then I had an epiphany. The Dead hands, they were PERFECT! Silent, nigh untraceable and mute. Not even torture or purification would loosen their lips, if they'd had any.
The plan was ready and all I had to do was wait for him to finish the fear- inspiring Shadow Temple. The battle against Bongo-Bongo, (and that is the LAST time I allow a Minion to choose it's own name), was fierce. But the end revealed information that would be crucial to his breaking. His fear of the undead was paralyzing, a fact which I turned to my advantage with what could have been remarkable results, had there not been one unknown factor. But I see you are weary, sleep I shall finish my tale when you awaken. Hmm, you're getting smarter. Very well. Keep your weapon close by, though I will not kill you . . . just yet. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
AN: Well here it is, chapter five. Happy dance! Many thanks to The Great Susinko, for getting my butt back on track. ^_^;; heh heh, Now we're at the point where Link's point of view in The Cricket and The Shadow intersects with this one. I told you I'd get there! Theres at least one more chapter of this. If not two. Please be patient! =^_^=