I don't own ANYTHING that adheres to any existing game. Some of the
characters I own but others, no. Special thanks again to Winged Knight for
all the great reviews. I had no idea I was so funny.
Chapter 15
Link stared out at his destination. After managing to save everybody who survived the horrible ship sinking, he had to go on several blah, go into the dungeon and get the item so you can go into even harder dungeons quest. Why he had to do it? It was just how RPG's were.
But now he was FINALLY here. The Forsaken Fortress loomed up ahead like a giant.Creamsicle! Mmm.Creamsicle.
"Big brother! This is no time to be thinking about Popsicles! We have to save my friend!"
"What? Oh. Sorry, Aryll."
And so after swimming to the dock, he jumped up onto the stairs and ran for the door. Of course, several enemies apprehended him, but he beat them. The good guy always had to win.
After much toil, he finally found out where the girl was. Apparently, she was getting herself into some serious trouble, or at least going to, so she was first on the rescue list. He, of course, had no idea what she looked like or even her name. He had no chance to meet her because Aryll had moved away from Outset Island a long time ago to go to some fancy school. All Link knew was that she was important to his sister, so he had to save her.
He figured that she was being kept in the jail room, but then he heard the soft click, click of heels on a stairway. Did monstrous guards wear heels? I think not.
Link followed the sound until he saw a shadowy figure climbing the stairs that led to the jail room. It looked slender, much like a woman. But this couldn't be right, Marin had said.
"Who's there?"
The voice was somewhat like a girl's voice, but was dark, like tinted glass.
"I asked you a question."
She turned to face him. The moonlight reflected off of her blonde hair. She was thin, very thin. She wore boots that went up to her waist and a black skirt and vest ensemble. But the strange thing about her were her eyes. They seemed to glow in the dark, a radiant yellow. Not the kind of color he usually saw in eyes on a girl. There was only one other person he had seen with eyes like that.
"My name is-"
"I already know who you are. You're that famous Hero."
Not really much for conversation.
"What's your name?"
She was going up the stairs.
"I said-"
"I heard you the first time. Go away."
"Why?"
"I have something important to do.a friend of mine is in danger."
"You've seen Tetra?"
"Not her, you idiot, but yes. I've seen her. She's in the jail room."
Something was wrong. There had to be a catch.
"Why are you telling me this?"
The girl sighed and said, "You can just take her. She's not important right now. Take her and leave."
"Who is this friend you have to save? Can I help you?"
The faintest trace of a smile came onto her lips. She calmly said: "NO."
"Why not? This has to be dangerous! I can't let you go alone!"
"I'm fine. I'm also armed, see?"
He looked to see that she was holding a long, spear-like weapon of some sort.
"But you may not be able to use.wait.are you Shihio?"
"What if I am?"
"You.aren't what I expected. I was thinking to find someone.well."
"What? Prettier? Smarter? More BUSTY? HM?"
She was clearly becoming aggravated.
"Well.younger."
"What?"
"The way Marin called you 'baby sister' and all.I thought you would be like a little kid. Besides, I already have a girlfriend."
She smiled again.
"Look, I have to go save my friend. You just get the girl and leave."
"Won't you come, too?"
"No. I never intended on leaving."
This was impossible, a damsel in no need of rescuing? Was he hearing things?
"I quite like it here, it's much better than home."
"WHAT? But I.I thought you would.huh?"
"Just leave me to my business, okay?"
"Well.sure. But if you need anything, come get me."
"Fine."
She was finally rid of that annoying little man. Honestly, who dresses and talks like THAT? He looked like a friggin garden gnome for Din's sake!
Shihio chuckled to herself. If that was what Tetra had to wake up to every day, then she was glad she wasn't in her shoes.
She was at the top of the tower now. The wind brushed against her cheeks and ruffled her hair. The view from above was so beautiful. In the pier she saw boats, lots of them. They were filled with soldiers, human soldiers to be exact.
There were no stars above due to all the bright light down below, but there still was the moon. It was full and beautiful at this time of month. The same full moon that shown when she first had gone down to the pier to commit suicide. Come to think of it, she still had the knife.
She pulled it out of her pocket. It was smooth and silver, just like on that day. Cold as ice, like death leading her on. Beckoning her to take it, touch her wrists, and watch the crimson lifeblood fall from those pathetic stalks that she called arms.
She pondered this for a moment, and then put the knife back in her vest. She didn't want to think about what would happen if she looked at the knife any longer. She had to stay true to her mission.
Her eyes on the doors, she walked up the ramp, past the silver moon, away to what awaited her in the very lair of the mad beast that was once, seemingly, a being of salvation. He had taken her away from her old, horrible life and showed her a new world of endless possibilities. Besides, she owed him that much.
She put her hands upon the oaken doors, marveling at the feel of the many engravings that adorned it. Her hand seemed so very small compared to the doorknob, but she turned it with ease. It opened with a loud shriek, and Shihio stepped inside.
This time the room wasn't pitch black. It was very dimly lit, but that was an improvement. There was not a sound in the confines of the room. One thing was off, terribly off, however.
There was blood everywhere.
It was on the floor, on the walls, and even on the ceiling. Sometimes the blood was given a little more expression in the form of stains shaped like claw marks.
In the middle of the room lay the creature. Its breathing was ragged, and the blood was coming out of its mouth in small trickles. Its body was grotesquely bloated.
As she approached, it let out a soft mewling and tried to move away from her. As it tried to move it merely coughed up more blood. Shihio reached out her hand and stroked the thing's mane. It seemed to try to make a sound, but the only sound heard was a low, soft moan of pain. Melkior's creation had done its job quite well, so well, in fact, that you might even say that the wretched thing was dying.
She began to scream. These weren't the screams of a frightened little girl who was put into the exact same situation shrieking of fright, these screams were somehow.inhuman. These were the cries of some sort of predator.an animal whose sole purpose was to avenge, to kill, and to destroy.
"Is it over, Sir Melkior?"
He was grinning with satisfaction. Everything was going to plan, the virus would soon kill the thing, and the girl would have no choice but to come to him. The Gods would win the Great War, with Their technology and the girl on Their side, the Beings of True Divinity would win at last.
Of course, those pathetic Demons tried to replicate the wonders the Gods had built, but they were still primitive compared to the power of the Divine.
"It's over. Now, we shall leave with the Mortals and celebrate."
The Humans had come unto him like moths to a flame, for they both shared a common enemy. That enemy was now dying, or even dead. It was all over.
"Wait.I hear something."
The guard was probably fatigued, but soon everyone began to hear something.
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLKIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRR RRRR!"
The girl had found her pet. Of course, it was impossible for her to even fight him, for she had no fathom of how to use her power. She was completely-
A blinding ball of energy exploded out of the tower's highest turret, and was speeding towards the armada of ships.
"RUN! RUN FOR YOUR PITIFUL, MEANINGLESS LIVES!"
The ball abruptly stopped right in front of them and became less blinding to reveal an intensely pissed off Shihio.
She was surrounded by an aura of darkness, and her eyes were black save for two red dots that burned in the centers. Two enormous, black wings came out of her back; a manifestation of the nature of her energy. They resembled raven's wings for she was a neutral.
"MELKIOR!"
Hovering an inch from him, she curled back her lips to reveal her teeth, unusually sharp from her demon heritage.
"I.will.KILL YOU!"
The girl.no.the DEMON made an expression of rage, and several ships surrounding the gigantic frigate exploded in a flash of evil magic.
"KYA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!"
She had already forgotten her objective. Mad with power, she proceeded to attack the ships. Thousands of people flung themselves off the edges only to be engulfed by flame. It was a complete massacre.
"Baby sister!"
It was the girl; that foolish girl who clung onto Shihio like a tumor. She HATED her. She was the one who believed her mother's lies about Papa that made him go away. She was the one who made Her life miserable, and she was the one who let others treat Her like dirt.
Turning to face the object of her hatred, she looked at Marin. Her face wore that stupid expression of concern that it always had. She had no time for this, for She was all-powerful. She could do anything She wanted, so why should She listen to her babbling?
"Please do not do this baby sister! I know you've been traumatized by that horrid man, but everything's okay now!"
That child DARED to call HIM that?
"YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL, YOU INSOLENT BITCH!!!"
She swung her fist outward at the girl as hard as she could, screaming like a hawk upon its prey, but she missed, for a shield was blocking her.
"My lady! You mustn't trifle with these creatures!"
Number 12?
Gazing at him, she still wanted to kill. She wanted to mangle something so bad for what they did.
"I helped you, remember? I care about you!"
He did. One of the only people who cared.
The aura became lighter, and her eyes changed back to gold.
"Hey, I'm still flying!"
"My lady."
"Oh, right."
The two flew off, leaving the flaming wreckage of the boats behind. A random person crawled onto a floating plank.
"I'm okay! It's a miracle!"
Then a rock fell on his head and he sank back into the ocean.
Chapter 15
Link stared out at his destination. After managing to save everybody who survived the horrible ship sinking, he had to go on several blah, go into the dungeon and get the item so you can go into even harder dungeons quest. Why he had to do it? It was just how RPG's were.
But now he was FINALLY here. The Forsaken Fortress loomed up ahead like a giant.Creamsicle! Mmm.Creamsicle.
"Big brother! This is no time to be thinking about Popsicles! We have to save my friend!"
"What? Oh. Sorry, Aryll."
And so after swimming to the dock, he jumped up onto the stairs and ran for the door. Of course, several enemies apprehended him, but he beat them. The good guy always had to win.
After much toil, he finally found out where the girl was. Apparently, she was getting herself into some serious trouble, or at least going to, so she was first on the rescue list. He, of course, had no idea what she looked like or even her name. He had no chance to meet her because Aryll had moved away from Outset Island a long time ago to go to some fancy school. All Link knew was that she was important to his sister, so he had to save her.
He figured that she was being kept in the jail room, but then he heard the soft click, click of heels on a stairway. Did monstrous guards wear heels? I think not.
Link followed the sound until he saw a shadowy figure climbing the stairs that led to the jail room. It looked slender, much like a woman. But this couldn't be right, Marin had said.
"Who's there?"
The voice was somewhat like a girl's voice, but was dark, like tinted glass.
"I asked you a question."
She turned to face him. The moonlight reflected off of her blonde hair. She was thin, very thin. She wore boots that went up to her waist and a black skirt and vest ensemble. But the strange thing about her were her eyes. They seemed to glow in the dark, a radiant yellow. Not the kind of color he usually saw in eyes on a girl. There was only one other person he had seen with eyes like that.
"My name is-"
"I already know who you are. You're that famous Hero."
Not really much for conversation.
"What's your name?"
She was going up the stairs.
"I said-"
"I heard you the first time. Go away."
"Why?"
"I have something important to do.a friend of mine is in danger."
"You've seen Tetra?"
"Not her, you idiot, but yes. I've seen her. She's in the jail room."
Something was wrong. There had to be a catch.
"Why are you telling me this?"
The girl sighed and said, "You can just take her. She's not important right now. Take her and leave."
"Who is this friend you have to save? Can I help you?"
The faintest trace of a smile came onto her lips. She calmly said: "NO."
"Why not? This has to be dangerous! I can't let you go alone!"
"I'm fine. I'm also armed, see?"
He looked to see that she was holding a long, spear-like weapon of some sort.
"But you may not be able to use.wait.are you Shihio?"
"What if I am?"
"You.aren't what I expected. I was thinking to find someone.well."
"What? Prettier? Smarter? More BUSTY? HM?"
She was clearly becoming aggravated.
"Well.younger."
"What?"
"The way Marin called you 'baby sister' and all.I thought you would be like a little kid. Besides, I already have a girlfriend."
She smiled again.
"Look, I have to go save my friend. You just get the girl and leave."
"Won't you come, too?"
"No. I never intended on leaving."
This was impossible, a damsel in no need of rescuing? Was he hearing things?
"I quite like it here, it's much better than home."
"WHAT? But I.I thought you would.huh?"
"Just leave me to my business, okay?"
"Well.sure. But if you need anything, come get me."
"Fine."
She was finally rid of that annoying little man. Honestly, who dresses and talks like THAT? He looked like a friggin garden gnome for Din's sake!
Shihio chuckled to herself. If that was what Tetra had to wake up to every day, then she was glad she wasn't in her shoes.
She was at the top of the tower now. The wind brushed against her cheeks and ruffled her hair. The view from above was so beautiful. In the pier she saw boats, lots of them. They were filled with soldiers, human soldiers to be exact.
There were no stars above due to all the bright light down below, but there still was the moon. It was full and beautiful at this time of month. The same full moon that shown when she first had gone down to the pier to commit suicide. Come to think of it, she still had the knife.
She pulled it out of her pocket. It was smooth and silver, just like on that day. Cold as ice, like death leading her on. Beckoning her to take it, touch her wrists, and watch the crimson lifeblood fall from those pathetic stalks that she called arms.
She pondered this for a moment, and then put the knife back in her vest. She didn't want to think about what would happen if she looked at the knife any longer. She had to stay true to her mission.
Her eyes on the doors, she walked up the ramp, past the silver moon, away to what awaited her in the very lair of the mad beast that was once, seemingly, a being of salvation. He had taken her away from her old, horrible life and showed her a new world of endless possibilities. Besides, she owed him that much.
She put her hands upon the oaken doors, marveling at the feel of the many engravings that adorned it. Her hand seemed so very small compared to the doorknob, but she turned it with ease. It opened with a loud shriek, and Shihio stepped inside.
This time the room wasn't pitch black. It was very dimly lit, but that was an improvement. There was not a sound in the confines of the room. One thing was off, terribly off, however.
There was blood everywhere.
It was on the floor, on the walls, and even on the ceiling. Sometimes the blood was given a little more expression in the form of stains shaped like claw marks.
In the middle of the room lay the creature. Its breathing was ragged, and the blood was coming out of its mouth in small trickles. Its body was grotesquely bloated.
As she approached, it let out a soft mewling and tried to move away from her. As it tried to move it merely coughed up more blood. Shihio reached out her hand and stroked the thing's mane. It seemed to try to make a sound, but the only sound heard was a low, soft moan of pain. Melkior's creation had done its job quite well, so well, in fact, that you might even say that the wretched thing was dying.
She began to scream. These weren't the screams of a frightened little girl who was put into the exact same situation shrieking of fright, these screams were somehow.inhuman. These were the cries of some sort of predator.an animal whose sole purpose was to avenge, to kill, and to destroy.
"Is it over, Sir Melkior?"
He was grinning with satisfaction. Everything was going to plan, the virus would soon kill the thing, and the girl would have no choice but to come to him. The Gods would win the Great War, with Their technology and the girl on Their side, the Beings of True Divinity would win at last.
Of course, those pathetic Demons tried to replicate the wonders the Gods had built, but they were still primitive compared to the power of the Divine.
"It's over. Now, we shall leave with the Mortals and celebrate."
The Humans had come unto him like moths to a flame, for they both shared a common enemy. That enemy was now dying, or even dead. It was all over.
"Wait.I hear something."
The guard was probably fatigued, but soon everyone began to hear something.
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLKIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRR RRRR!"
The girl had found her pet. Of course, it was impossible for her to even fight him, for she had no fathom of how to use her power. She was completely-
A blinding ball of energy exploded out of the tower's highest turret, and was speeding towards the armada of ships.
"RUN! RUN FOR YOUR PITIFUL, MEANINGLESS LIVES!"
The ball abruptly stopped right in front of them and became less blinding to reveal an intensely pissed off Shihio.
She was surrounded by an aura of darkness, and her eyes were black save for two red dots that burned in the centers. Two enormous, black wings came out of her back; a manifestation of the nature of her energy. They resembled raven's wings for she was a neutral.
"MELKIOR!"
Hovering an inch from him, she curled back her lips to reveal her teeth, unusually sharp from her demon heritage.
"I.will.KILL YOU!"
The girl.no.the DEMON made an expression of rage, and several ships surrounding the gigantic frigate exploded in a flash of evil magic.
"KYA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!"
She had already forgotten her objective. Mad with power, she proceeded to attack the ships. Thousands of people flung themselves off the edges only to be engulfed by flame. It was a complete massacre.
"Baby sister!"
It was the girl; that foolish girl who clung onto Shihio like a tumor. She HATED her. She was the one who believed her mother's lies about Papa that made him go away. She was the one who made Her life miserable, and she was the one who let others treat Her like dirt.
Turning to face the object of her hatred, she looked at Marin. Her face wore that stupid expression of concern that it always had. She had no time for this, for She was all-powerful. She could do anything She wanted, so why should She listen to her babbling?
"Please do not do this baby sister! I know you've been traumatized by that horrid man, but everything's okay now!"
That child DARED to call HIM that?
"YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL, YOU INSOLENT BITCH!!!"
She swung her fist outward at the girl as hard as she could, screaming like a hawk upon its prey, but she missed, for a shield was blocking her.
"My lady! You mustn't trifle with these creatures!"
Number 12?
Gazing at him, she still wanted to kill. She wanted to mangle something so bad for what they did.
"I helped you, remember? I care about you!"
He did. One of the only people who cared.
The aura became lighter, and her eyes changed back to gold.
"Hey, I'm still flying!"
"My lady."
"Oh, right."
The two flew off, leaving the flaming wreckage of the boats behind. A random person crawled onto a floating plank.
"I'm okay! It's a miracle!"
Then a rock fell on his head and he sank back into the ocean.
