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Chapter 35 - The fall of Clocktown
The guard looked towards the mountain ridge in front of Snowhead from above the gate and felt good. This was his first day of service and he had looked forward to this day. Ever since he was a kid he wanted to be in the guard. He and his friends even formed a sort of mini guard to help and protect the people. He had to smile when he thought of the Bombers. Now he had his own helmet and shining armour with his name engraved on: T. Hunter. Just as he thought life couldn't get better, he saw the white cloud coming up from the ridge. Powdersnow was thrown in the air as dust as the stampeding Gorons approached.
"Fuck," the guard whispered, "we got trouble at the northern gate!" he shouted to the guards below, "close the gates, quickly! Gorons are coming!"
"What do you mean?" his captain climbed the wall to see what the trouble was, "we never had trouble with the Gorons before."
"Look captain." He pointed.
"Fuck," the captain whispered, "I'm sure they have some good explanation but close the gate."
"Close the gate damnit," he shouted down, "quickly before they get here! I don't know what's going on but I don't trust it, send word out to the other gates and headquarters, Clocktown closes up until the Gorons pass."
One of the guards left while the others grabbed their weapons. They didn't really know what damage you could do with swords and halberds against Gorons but it was all they had. The captain got his bow out and thanked the Gods more archers were on their way. The Gorons had passed the mountains carrying long poles with sometimes still live wolfos as banners and now were passing the Mushroom field. One of them, with long white hair in a ponytail and a white skull painted on his face with other white tattoos all over his body, wielding a huge sword, jumped up one of the mushroom.
"Attack!" he shouted, "kill every man! Don't leave one alive! It is time we take our place here in the warm sun! Death to Clocktown!"
"Strengthen the gate!" the guard captain shouted as he started to fire his bow. Other archers had arrived and were shooting the large rocks and surprisingly some fell under the arrows. The Gorons banged up the wooden door but couldn't breach it. Suddenly the wave of attackers parted and a large Goron with a huge axe appeared, waving it around while shouting old battle cries. The captain had thought their leader looked fearsome. This didn't make any sense, he thought as the Goron came running, they use metal weapons, but Gorons don't use metal weapons, the only person in the north who uses metal weapons is the blacksmith who makes all of Clocktown's weapo... Suddenly he saw the two heads on their leader's belt.
The huge axe came crashing down on the door and it broke down. The guards behind the iron gate pushed their halberds forward and drove it deep in the flesh of the Goron while the archers let down a rain of arrows. The Goron let out a last cry and fell down backwards, crushing some lesser Goron. The captain thanked the Gods Gorons didn't use bows or any other projectile weapons, but then saw he was wrong.
"Prepare the kegs!" Mashka shouted.
Several Gorons climbed the stone mushrooms and began throwing powder kegs. They exploded near the wall, leaving deep cracks.
"Go to the bombshop!" the captain shouted, "we have to fight them with their own weapons!"
As the guard ran off, he heard explosions on the other side of town. They had surrounded the city and were attacking on all sides. Of course they are, he thought, if they hadn't, they would have been idiots.
"We're not gonna make it, are we?"
The captain looked up in the new recruits face.
"Only if we don't stand our ground, and if we can't we take out as many as possible."
He started shooting his bow again, but too few arrows killed the attackers. The powder kegs blew up parts of the wall and a few Gorons but they didn't care about that. They wanted Clocktown destroyed, no matter if it meant a suicide run. Finally the bombs arrived at the gate and the guards started throwing them down. On of the guards came running to the captain.
"The bombshop keeper says he has a lot more in the warehouse and he's getting the-"
A loud explosion in Clocktown cut him off. Apparently the Gorons had breached the East gate and they had just blown up the bombshop.
"My mother lives there." The recruit whispered as he looked over the Eastern part.
With a loud yell he grabbed his halberd and his sword and jumped down on the Gorons. He took out for of the giants before they ripped him apart. With a loud cry the Gorons held up his head before the captain shot his last arrows.
"We will not surrender," he shouted, "do you hear me? We will not..."
Mashka appeared in front of him with his large sword under the captain's chin.
"Then you will die." The Goron said with an evil smile.
Anju ran through the streets, looking for her husband and her son, trying to get away from the Gorons. Many people tried to flee from the city, and surprisingly, the Gorons let them, because they knew they would pose no threat for them anymore. As she turned around the corner, she saw Kafei in a large puddle of blood with a Goron above him. Link was just a few feet further, trying to hide in a corner. The Goron held his sword high as he advanced on the boy.
"Link!" she heard herself yell.
Suddenly another Goron appeared, one with a white ponytail, covered in tattoos, with several heads hanging on his belt (she recognised the captain of the northern guards, as well as one of the Bombers) who stopped the Goron.
"Is your name Link?" he asked the boy.
Link could only nod.
"I want him alive," he turned to Anju and looked her in the eye, "you may come back for him later. Don't worry, you'll see him."
He started to laugh, only stopping to slice a passing woman in half with his broad sword. Anju tried to clean the blood away from her face as her son was being taken away by the Gorons and she could only run towards the South gate, leading to the swamps.
It had gotten dark and the fighting had ceased. Most of Clocktown was burning and most of the walls were completely torn down. Only a few guards had survived as well as most women. While Clocktown had over eight thousand inhabitants the night before, there were only a few hundred survivors, scattered in the swamps, praying the Deku to give them refuge. Anju wandered Tempora field, seemingly unaware of her surroundings, towards the remnants of Clocktown. The reason she made it alive to the last city wall, was a small group of guards, under the command of Jim, the last lieutenant of the guard, who easily killed a lone Goron or a few Gerudo that had joined the battle when the pass to the ocean was blown up. Mashka had kept word. She did see Link, pinned to the wall by nine inch nails, bleeding out of countless wounds. She broke down crying, blaming herself for not being able to safe him. Jim, who quickly examined the body, turned his head in disgust. One of his soldiers vomited.
"He wasn't even dead when they nailed him to the wall. Those Gorons will pay for this. I swear."
Jim looked back one last time as they carried Anju away and started to think of a plan to make life for the Gorons as miserable as possible. Those bombchu's in Ikana canyon for example...
Chapter 35 - The fall of Clocktown
The guard looked towards the mountain ridge in front of Snowhead from above the gate and felt good. This was his first day of service and he had looked forward to this day. Ever since he was a kid he wanted to be in the guard. He and his friends even formed a sort of mini guard to help and protect the people. He had to smile when he thought of the Bombers. Now he had his own helmet and shining armour with his name engraved on: T. Hunter. Just as he thought life couldn't get better, he saw the white cloud coming up from the ridge. Powdersnow was thrown in the air as dust as the stampeding Gorons approached.
"Fuck," the guard whispered, "we got trouble at the northern gate!" he shouted to the guards below, "close the gates, quickly! Gorons are coming!"
"What do you mean?" his captain climbed the wall to see what the trouble was, "we never had trouble with the Gorons before."
"Look captain." He pointed.
"Fuck," the captain whispered, "I'm sure they have some good explanation but close the gate."
"Close the gate damnit," he shouted down, "quickly before they get here! I don't know what's going on but I don't trust it, send word out to the other gates and headquarters, Clocktown closes up until the Gorons pass."
One of the guards left while the others grabbed their weapons. They didn't really know what damage you could do with swords and halberds against Gorons but it was all they had. The captain got his bow out and thanked the Gods more archers were on their way. The Gorons had passed the mountains carrying long poles with sometimes still live wolfos as banners and now were passing the Mushroom field. One of them, with long white hair in a ponytail and a white skull painted on his face with other white tattoos all over his body, wielding a huge sword, jumped up one of the mushroom.
"Attack!" he shouted, "kill every man! Don't leave one alive! It is time we take our place here in the warm sun! Death to Clocktown!"
"Strengthen the gate!" the guard captain shouted as he started to fire his bow. Other archers had arrived and were shooting the large rocks and surprisingly some fell under the arrows. The Gorons banged up the wooden door but couldn't breach it. Suddenly the wave of attackers parted and a large Goron with a huge axe appeared, waving it around while shouting old battle cries. The captain had thought their leader looked fearsome. This didn't make any sense, he thought as the Goron came running, they use metal weapons, but Gorons don't use metal weapons, the only person in the north who uses metal weapons is the blacksmith who makes all of Clocktown's weapo... Suddenly he saw the two heads on their leader's belt.
The huge axe came crashing down on the door and it broke down. The guards behind the iron gate pushed their halberds forward and drove it deep in the flesh of the Goron while the archers let down a rain of arrows. The Goron let out a last cry and fell down backwards, crushing some lesser Goron. The captain thanked the Gods Gorons didn't use bows or any other projectile weapons, but then saw he was wrong.
"Prepare the kegs!" Mashka shouted.
Several Gorons climbed the stone mushrooms and began throwing powder kegs. They exploded near the wall, leaving deep cracks.
"Go to the bombshop!" the captain shouted, "we have to fight them with their own weapons!"
As the guard ran off, he heard explosions on the other side of town. They had surrounded the city and were attacking on all sides. Of course they are, he thought, if they hadn't, they would have been idiots.
"We're not gonna make it, are we?"
The captain looked up in the new recruits face.
"Only if we don't stand our ground, and if we can't we take out as many as possible."
He started shooting his bow again, but too few arrows killed the attackers. The powder kegs blew up parts of the wall and a few Gorons but they didn't care about that. They wanted Clocktown destroyed, no matter if it meant a suicide run. Finally the bombs arrived at the gate and the guards started throwing them down. On of the guards came running to the captain.
"The bombshop keeper says he has a lot more in the warehouse and he's getting the-"
A loud explosion in Clocktown cut him off. Apparently the Gorons had breached the East gate and they had just blown up the bombshop.
"My mother lives there." The recruit whispered as he looked over the Eastern part.
With a loud yell he grabbed his halberd and his sword and jumped down on the Gorons. He took out for of the giants before they ripped him apart. With a loud cry the Gorons held up his head before the captain shot his last arrows.
"We will not surrender," he shouted, "do you hear me? We will not..."
Mashka appeared in front of him with his large sword under the captain's chin.
"Then you will die." The Goron said with an evil smile.
Anju ran through the streets, looking for her husband and her son, trying to get away from the Gorons. Many people tried to flee from the city, and surprisingly, the Gorons let them, because they knew they would pose no threat for them anymore. As she turned around the corner, she saw Kafei in a large puddle of blood with a Goron above him. Link was just a few feet further, trying to hide in a corner. The Goron held his sword high as he advanced on the boy.
"Link!" she heard herself yell.
Suddenly another Goron appeared, one with a white ponytail, covered in tattoos, with several heads hanging on his belt (she recognised the captain of the northern guards, as well as one of the Bombers) who stopped the Goron.
"Is your name Link?" he asked the boy.
Link could only nod.
"I want him alive," he turned to Anju and looked her in the eye, "you may come back for him later. Don't worry, you'll see him."
He started to laugh, only stopping to slice a passing woman in half with his broad sword. Anju tried to clean the blood away from her face as her son was being taken away by the Gorons and she could only run towards the South gate, leading to the swamps.
It had gotten dark and the fighting had ceased. Most of Clocktown was burning and most of the walls were completely torn down. Only a few guards had survived as well as most women. While Clocktown had over eight thousand inhabitants the night before, there were only a few hundred survivors, scattered in the swamps, praying the Deku to give them refuge. Anju wandered Tempora field, seemingly unaware of her surroundings, towards the remnants of Clocktown. The reason she made it alive to the last city wall, was a small group of guards, under the command of Jim, the last lieutenant of the guard, who easily killed a lone Goron or a few Gerudo that had joined the battle when the pass to the ocean was blown up. Mashka had kept word. She did see Link, pinned to the wall by nine inch nails, bleeding out of countless wounds. She broke down crying, blaming herself for not being able to safe him. Jim, who quickly examined the body, turned his head in disgust. One of his soldiers vomited.
"He wasn't even dead when they nailed him to the wall. Those Gorons will pay for this. I swear."
Jim looked back one last time as they carried Anju away and started to think of a plan to make life for the Gorons as miserable as possible. Those bombchu's in Ikana canyon for example...
