Sean: Hey, first of all I want to say, thanks for all the good reviews. You guys are awesome. Now I understand that my chapters are short, so, due to popular demand, I will make them longer, but because my Muse hits me at odd times, I am forced to take over a day or so to update, unlike every day. Do not worry though, for I shall try to have the chapters on a regular basis. Thank you and good night/day/afternoon/ whatever.
To my Journal, February eighth, 1492.
Its me, Link. We're all set and ready to leave for the voyage, Zelda, Komali, Nohansen and Wraith. I began this journal in hopes that my adventure would be officialy documented. I hoped to recreate the impressive feats that I had done upon my first quest. It seems though, that with my predecessor watching over me and the cryptic dream I had dreamt yesterday, I shall succeed in what I am aiming for. For the past couple of days, Zelda has been acting weird. I would say that she was trying to hint that she liked me, but that statement of its self is laughable. Her? Like me? Hah! Komali's been cool, ready for anything. He's brave and I'm impressed with that. Sometimes though, I think it would be best for the crew to leave any swordplay to myself. Just a couple of hours ago we (meaning me and Zelda) got into a quarrel and ended up haveing a mock duel. While I only sustained a couple of nicks, Nohansen had to seperate us because I went a little...crazy. She's sporting a few nice wounds. I apologized to her...and the most freaky thing happened! She said never I mind and that she deserved it for her own stupidity. She'd learn to keep her mouth shut especially around Gannon's slayer. I thought she meant the master sword, but she made it clear that she meant me.
Well, I'm being called by my crew, so I'd better head over to the ship. Something odd happened though. I could have sworn that in the hold I heard someone breathing...when no one else was with me! Well anywho, I have to go now. I'll be talking again with ya real soon.
To this humble journal, Link.
"LLLLLIIIINNNNKKK!" yelled Zelda. "WHERE ARE YOU!" Link grinned. He was under the house and she was on the doorstep. Link quietly snuck around the house and behind Zelda as he tapped her on the shoulder. "LIN...AH! There you are! Don't do that! You're just a little cocky cause you won the swordfight, aren't you?"
"And you're bitter." Link gave a smug smile.
Zelda gave a half playful gasp. "Am not!"
"You're right."
"Aren't I always?"
"Yes...Princess!" Link teased. He knew she hated being called princess. She preffered pirate.
"Grrr...take that back!"
"Well seriously, you're acting more like a princess lately and less like a pirate."
Zelda stiffened. "What do you mean?" she awnserd testily.
"Well, come on, 'Aren't I always?' Either you have become way too arrogant for your own good, or you are becoming more like your predessor." Link replied.
"Hmph! I am not becoming a princess!" Zelda replied, crossing her arms. For some reason, this angered Link to no end.
"So you're being arrogant?! Well time to deflate that ego!" With a swift movement Link drew his sword, and Zelda gasped, falling down to the ground. Link gave her a calm look and replied, "If there is one thing I hate besides evil, its over arrogance. Remember, there is always someone better than you. Well...all exepct gods." Link sheathed his sword and then turned away. "You'd better get up and help with the ship. I'm going to help out Komali."
Zelda was shocked. Link had the nerve to unsheath that sword to her! Why she was...Zelda gasped. Was it true? Was she becoming more like a princess? Arrogant and a little too sweet? And Link was talking about being arrogant, yet he drew his sword too fast for his own good. Zelda shook her head and walked towards the ship...
**Legacy's Hold**
Link and Komali struggled to haul the barrel that they were carrying into the hold, and finally, after much grunting and groaning they managed to get the dammed barrel into the back of the hold. Komali wiped his forehead. "Damn Link, what're you keeping in that barrel? Bricks?"
"Nah, food. Speaking of which, when we start getting into sail, remind me to fire a couple of ice arrows into the barrels. It should keep the food fresh for quite some time." Link asked Komali, resting against the barrel.
"What was going on between you and Zelda. Ya drew your sword on her for some reason. No offense man, but you're a little quick to the blade ya know? Makes one worry a little." Komali asked, innocently.
"Eh, maybe. But she was being arrogant. I swear, I hate arrogance."
"Says you who brag about being the greatest swordsman alive."
"I.E. alive. There were plenty swordsmen better than I."
"You ever travel the world before?"
"No...why?"
"Then how do you know you are the best?"
"I-I...I don't."
"All I'm saying is that maybe you should be drawing your sword as much, ya know? people might just start thinking that you enjoy fighting."
Link froze, his eyes growing wide. "By Nayru...Komali...I just might...I mean, I draw my sword quite often, and even in a mock duel I go crazy, and try to actually harm my opponent..." Link fell to the ground, eyes wide in fear.
Link, my friend, listen to me, this is naturall for you...
"H-huh!? Who are you?" Link said looking around. Komali looked at him oddly.
It is I, Link. Do not worry. As the incarnate of the deity of battle, these feelings are naturall. Weilding a blade is where you belong. I felt the pull of sharpened steel, as you do.
"Link, you Ok?" asked Komali, waving a hand in front of Link's face.
"Huh...Oh! It-it's nothing. Don't worry about it. Now lets head above deck..."
Above deck Zelda, Wraith and Nohansen were standing above deck. Wraith stared at Link with his glowing yellow eyes. "Ah, Link, you have decided to join us." Wraith joked. Link smiled at Wraith.
"Eh, be quiet you. That barrel wasn't easy. I swear, that was a little too heavy for food, but maybe I myself am growing soft. I need to fight more..." Link stopped himself. "I mean, I need to exercise more often."
"Yes, that would be wise. Strength, like shadows must be used to be kept up." Wraith commented. Link shrugged and walked up to the wheel of the ship. "Well, lady and Gentlemen, are you ready?"
"YEP!" came the resounding awnser.
Links eyes narrowed to the horizion and he whispered to himself, "Then let this voyage begin..."