Don't own Zelda, blah, blah, blah, here it is.
Chapter 9
"Why do you want to talk to me?"
"It's about you, your power, and what will happen if you make the wrong choice."
The woman who called herself Nabooru was edging toward her, as well as the tall woman with the white hair.
"Would you mind not getting so close?"
"We must take you with us, or something will happen, something bad."
"Why do I meet up with all the weirdos? Besides, I don't want to leave."
The white haired woman turned to her.
"We shouldn't force her."
"But-"
"We must explain this to her before we make rash actions. We have already gone over this."
"Fine, Impa, fine."
"We must tell you about your birth, first."
What about her birth? What the hell was going on?"
"You are a half-Demon. Your father fell in love with one after he realized that your mother was cheating on him with someone, a God."
"I think I know what you're getting to. So I'm a half-DEMON, so Marin is a half-GOD."
"You're a bright girl, but that's not all. Your sister's father wants to destroy you."
"That I can't figure out. Why?"
"If you live, you must go through the Conversion. It is when a halfling such as you becomes either a Mortal or transforms into a Demon. A Converted Demon becomes incredibly powerful, whereas the Converted Mortal must give up all their power for a normal life."
"And if I choose not to?"
"The war between your two sides will tear your body apart."
That sounded very pleasant.
"We're here to make sure you become a Mortal. If you become a Demon, the tribe will rise up again to challenge the Gods, and the children you have will be intensely powerful and evil."
"And your 'friend' will be the father."
Her eyes bugged out.
"What do you mean he'll be…my husband? I won't let him touch me, I won't!"
"If you don't adhere, he will turn on you and do it by force. We are here to make sure neither happens."
"How do I know he wants…that?"
"He does. You saw it in his eyes."
She remembered the look he gave her a few minutes ago. She couldn't say anything.
"I'll fight him off, I could do it before."
"Shihio, things won't be as easy as that. He will try to gain your trust, and if possible, your undying love."
"Once he becomes obsessed about something, he never lets go."
"How do you know that?"
"We both were deceived by him. We knew him personally."
She couldn't believe it. He had girlfriends? And he dumped them both…
Impa stepped forward, a gem in her outstretched hand.
"You can stay here, but if anything happens, I want you to contact me with this. If you want, I can get you away from here."
"Alright…"
She took the jewel and slipped it into the pocket of her jeans. When she looked back up, the two were gone. She was not aware of the eyes that stared at the meeting from a window with an odd intensity.
No more time, you have to do it now.
He had no idea they knew where She was. They would take Her away from him, and he did not want that, no he did not.
Why did they have to come now? Why can't they leave me alone?
Crawling down the hallway, he was not aware of his heavy breathing. Anyone could easily see he was in some kind of depression.
It won't be hard; you've done it enough times already.
He couldn't bring himself to do that, to desecrate Her…
Her footsteps resounded from right above him. He had to hide, but where?
The storeroom.
"Where are you?"
Shihio had been looking for him for a very long time. How long, she didn't know, she could never afford a watch. Her sense of time was always discombobulated, commonly causing her problems.
She could hear ragged breathing from below her. Good thing that the floors weren't soundproof.
"I can hear you." She yelled. "Stop hiding from me."
The breathing stopped, then the sound of a door opening could be heard.
"HEY!"
The door shut.
"He's found the storeroom, I see. I should get him out of there…"
He would probably eat everything. The stairs were conveniently placed right next to her. Making her way down, she heard the click of a lock.
"Damn." She said aloud.
Claw marks were all over the wall. They were also on the door. He probably had some trouble opening the door. The guy had trouble doing everything.
Trying the door, she found it was locked. There were noises coming from inside. Sounded like he had found out what the room was for. She decided to try and talk to him.
"What did I do? Come out."
Nothing was heard. She walked away, deciding he would be back to his senses tomorrow.
She heard a scream.
It was utterly inhuman, and was followed by muttering. Loud as it was, it counted as muttering.
"….a…….convert…."
"What?"
"…….stop…….no…."
"I can't hear you! What are you trying to say?"
Silence.
She decided to leave. It was best to-
"COME BACK!"
Nothing else was heard after that. She decided it best to wait a few hours.
Later, she came back to the door. It was probably about three or four hours since where we left off. The door was unlocked.
There was a hallway before the room. It was rather long, surprisingly. Going through, she could hear whimpering from the chamber ahead, as well as crunching sounds.
I suppose he's having an emotional breakdown, or something like that anyways.
Emotionally bracing herself for what lay ahead, she stepped into the chamber.
