The Legend of Zelda:
Hero of Time
Chapter 3
The General stumbled back, the force of the flashback on his mind, sent a shockwave through his nerves, causing him to unconsciously fall over. He laid on the soft Hylian grass for several minutes, before returning to reality. The recent event was already blurred, like something was forcing him to forget. He shook the feeling off, and stood back up. Slowly, he moved his dark grey eyes across the large Hyrule Field. From his position he could clearly see the entrance to Kokiri Forest, a massive tree protruding above a small cave-like hollow. His eyes slowly shifted up, scanning just above the horizon, as he did, he soon noticed the moon, the large glowing ball, slowly creep its way up into the sky. The General turned around to see a burst of orange and red rays leap out from above the colossal Hylian fortress. Night was falling...
I need to move quickly.
Outside was not a safe place during the hours of darkness in Hyrule. Wild monsters crawled their way into the fields, in search of prey, whether it was a small animal or a lost child. The Hylian Moon was created by the goddess of power, Din, and was given a mystical power by Farore, goddess of Wisdom. This power was to shine light upon the field, and guide lost wanderers to their homes. The moon watched over Hyrule, but when darkness plagued Hyrule, the King of Evil himself cursed the moon, causing it to resurrect the souls of those who died on that field. Each day as the sun sets and the moon breaks over the horizon, it's rays shatter the ground tearing through the weary souls of the past. Their decaying bodies slowly wrench their way above ground, rotting corpses, mostly bones wandering throughout the night. Death has left them with a thirst for blood, and anybody unlucky to be caught outside in darkness, were not likely to return alive.
The General turned around quickly hoping to make it back into the Market area, but he was too late. The large wooden drawbridge slammed shut with such force that the water below began to unsettle. He was alone. It was a long trip to Kokiri forest. A trip he would likely not survive. But standing there wasn't exactly safe either. Gradually, the suns rays vanished beneath the earth, and night was in full blossom. The General began to hear scratches from beneath the surface. He could hear claws tearing at the dirt trying to escape from their earthen prison. The soil began to bubble over as it was being pushed up from within. The General stepped back, only to stand on top of another area where the earth was beginning to bubble up. He turned again, only to realize he was surrounded. Standing in the center, he drew the sword and shield he had bought earlier that day. A large cracking noise erupted from behind him and a slight moan was now permeating through a small hole in the ground. A bony hand crept it's way out of the ground, it's fingers crusted from years of decay, worms crawling in and out of holes within the palm. It grasped upon the ground as another decayed hand burst of from the ground. They both began to pull on the ground, the dirt crumbling under the pressure of the skeletal fingers. The earthen layer between to two hands began to quickly and forcefully pile up. Soon, a head emerged out of the ground, it was almost completely decomposed. Worms were crawling in and out of the eye sockets, which were glowing yellow under the power of the moon. It let out a soft moan, which pushed out a warm green gas from it's mouth. The hands pulled more, and soon the entire body was above the surface. It was an entire skeleton, with what flesh that was left hanging off the bones, rotting with a stench beyond knowledge. The figure straightened itself out. It was no taller than an average man, and had the basic bone structure of a human, but there was a strange green ooze on it's ribcages. The ooze slowly dripped onto the ground, burning and fizzing as it went. The creature cocked it's head towards the General. It was hungry, and began to walk towards him, each step crushing the ground beneath it. It's bones had become reinforced by the nutrients in Hyrule field, and it had incomparable strength. The General turned to run, only to discover that four more of the wretched creatures had crawled their way out of the ground. He had no where to run.
Not good...What am I going to do?
He pulled his sword up in an attack position, and his behind his shield. One of the creatures had reached him, and was now swinging it's emaciated hand at the General. The now fist smashed into the shield with such force that the General was pushed back several feet. The shield was well built, he was glad of this, for a normal shield would have capsized under the pressure that was applied by the skeleton. He took his sword and swung it fiercely at the creature's neck. It made contact, taking off the head at the neck with such force that the skull was sent flying back several yards. This all felt too familiar to the General. He couldn't remember much, but fighting these things stirred something inside him. The General slowly moved out of reality, adrenaline from an unknown source seemed to be pumping into him. The General sprang into action. He whipped around swinging his foot at one of the creatures behind him. His foot was stopped by the necks reinforced bone, but acting quicker than the average man, the General pushed onto the creature's shoulder, propelling himself straight up and over the skeleton. He landed with his back to his foe, but he forcefully spun his sword around cutting the skeleton cleanly half. The pieces of the beast crumpled into a small pile on the Hylian earth. Without warning, the General, who had not been paying attention due to his recent victory, suddenly felt the warm, moist breath of one of the wretched beasts upon his neck. Before he could turn around, the tentatively named Stal Children had wrapped it's arms tightly around the General's waist. He gasped for air as the arms around him grew ever tighter. Under the immense stress, his fingers lost their grasp on his sword and shield, and they clanged on the ground beneath him. His mind began to wander in and out of consciousness as his lungs searched frantically for air. The world around him slowly became darker and darker until he finally slipped into unconsciousness.
The General opened his eyes. He was no longer in the dark fields, no longer in the grasp of the Stal Child. His eyes scanned the area, he was now standing in a large field. The sun was incredibly blinding, making it nearly impossible to see where he was. He squinted his eyes and barely made out a large tree in the distance. Hoping to get out of the sun, he trudged his way towards the massive vegetation. For what seemed like ages, the General finally stepped into the shade that the giant tree was emitting. He unshielded his eyes and looked around. There were some kids running around the tree, playing some sort of game. He watched them run around. He smiled lightly, but it quickly faded away when everything except a small area around the tree turned completely dark. He looked around frantically. The kids didn't seem to notice. He turned and looked outward from the tree, and his eyes grew with fear. The horizon was filled with a wall of fire, he could feel it's immense heat even from the distance he was at. He turned around, and yet the kids were still as playful as ever, blissfully unaware of the danger around them. He turned back to the horizon, and gasped in fright. The dark protruding eyes that haunted him in his dreams were now plastered above the horizon line. Those dark yellow eyes, glaring at him, driving him insane. And next to his fears, the light laugh that always accompanied the eyes. It was a deep bellowing voice, but a simple laugh, almost a chuckle. It was enough to strike fear in the General's mind. Some was tearing in the back of his consciousness, something desperately trying the escape. A memory perhaps. Whatever it may be, he feared those eyes and that laugh with all his being. The ominous laugh continued, and a form around the eyes took shape. The upper torso of a man dressed in heavily Gerudo influenced armor was now hovering above the wall of fire. His dark skin and fiery red hair deepened the General's fear. The Gerudo lifted his arms, his palms faced upwards, the wall of fire raising with them. He then thrusted his arms forward and the fire erupted from it's inert position and rapidly shot across the field. The general stood paralyzed in fear. He couldn't move. He quickly began to feel the scorching pain of the impending fire. There was nothing he could do, the wall of fire ripped through him. He tried to scream, but the pain was unbearable.
The pain suddenly stopped. It was black. He couldn't move nor see. All he could see was a light in front of him. A small glittering ball, much like the sun. The ball became larger and larger, and suddenly the black vanished and he was again in the Hylian field. All he could hear was a painful cry from behind his shoulder. He then realized that the Stal Child still had it's grasp around him. The sun had just risen and it's luminous rays were now shining onto the general and his opponent. The skeletons grasp quickly lightened and the General tore his way forward. He whipped around the see the Stal Children were all letting out the painful cry. There were disintegrating, their body parts erupting into flames. The sun continued it's devasting attack upon their wretched souls until they were completely charred. A slight wind picked up and the remainder of the Stal Children was simply taken up by the wind.
The General sighed, completely confused on what had just happened. He returned his sword to it's sheath, and his shield onto his back. He turned to face the horizon, and those dark eyes appeared in his mind once again. He grasped his forehead, for it was splitting with pain. He screamed out for the images to go away. As quickly as they came, the eyes left their protrusion of the General's mind. He stood their, dumbstruck. He didn't know who this Gerudo was, but he knew one thing. He knew what he had to do something.
"I have to stop him." And all that rang through his mind was that laugh, the ominous laugh, that wretched laugh...
Hero of Time
Chapter 3
The General stumbled back, the force of the flashback on his mind, sent a shockwave through his nerves, causing him to unconsciously fall over. He laid on the soft Hylian grass for several minutes, before returning to reality. The recent event was already blurred, like something was forcing him to forget. He shook the feeling off, and stood back up. Slowly, he moved his dark grey eyes across the large Hyrule Field. From his position he could clearly see the entrance to Kokiri Forest, a massive tree protruding above a small cave-like hollow. His eyes slowly shifted up, scanning just above the horizon, as he did, he soon noticed the moon, the large glowing ball, slowly creep its way up into the sky. The General turned around to see a burst of orange and red rays leap out from above the colossal Hylian fortress. Night was falling...
I need to move quickly.
Outside was not a safe place during the hours of darkness in Hyrule. Wild monsters crawled their way into the fields, in search of prey, whether it was a small animal or a lost child. The Hylian Moon was created by the goddess of power, Din, and was given a mystical power by Farore, goddess of Wisdom. This power was to shine light upon the field, and guide lost wanderers to their homes. The moon watched over Hyrule, but when darkness plagued Hyrule, the King of Evil himself cursed the moon, causing it to resurrect the souls of those who died on that field. Each day as the sun sets and the moon breaks over the horizon, it's rays shatter the ground tearing through the weary souls of the past. Their decaying bodies slowly wrench their way above ground, rotting corpses, mostly bones wandering throughout the night. Death has left them with a thirst for blood, and anybody unlucky to be caught outside in darkness, were not likely to return alive.
The General turned around quickly hoping to make it back into the Market area, but he was too late. The large wooden drawbridge slammed shut with such force that the water below began to unsettle. He was alone. It was a long trip to Kokiri forest. A trip he would likely not survive. But standing there wasn't exactly safe either. Gradually, the suns rays vanished beneath the earth, and night was in full blossom. The General began to hear scratches from beneath the surface. He could hear claws tearing at the dirt trying to escape from their earthen prison. The soil began to bubble over as it was being pushed up from within. The General stepped back, only to stand on top of another area where the earth was beginning to bubble up. He turned again, only to realize he was surrounded. Standing in the center, he drew the sword and shield he had bought earlier that day. A large cracking noise erupted from behind him and a slight moan was now permeating through a small hole in the ground. A bony hand crept it's way out of the ground, it's fingers crusted from years of decay, worms crawling in and out of holes within the palm. It grasped upon the ground as another decayed hand burst of from the ground. They both began to pull on the ground, the dirt crumbling under the pressure of the skeletal fingers. The earthen layer between to two hands began to quickly and forcefully pile up. Soon, a head emerged out of the ground, it was almost completely decomposed. Worms were crawling in and out of the eye sockets, which were glowing yellow under the power of the moon. It let out a soft moan, which pushed out a warm green gas from it's mouth. The hands pulled more, and soon the entire body was above the surface. It was an entire skeleton, with what flesh that was left hanging off the bones, rotting with a stench beyond knowledge. The figure straightened itself out. It was no taller than an average man, and had the basic bone structure of a human, but there was a strange green ooze on it's ribcages. The ooze slowly dripped onto the ground, burning and fizzing as it went. The creature cocked it's head towards the General. It was hungry, and began to walk towards him, each step crushing the ground beneath it. It's bones had become reinforced by the nutrients in Hyrule field, and it had incomparable strength. The General turned to run, only to discover that four more of the wretched creatures had crawled their way out of the ground. He had no where to run.
Not good...What am I going to do?
He pulled his sword up in an attack position, and his behind his shield. One of the creatures had reached him, and was now swinging it's emaciated hand at the General. The now fist smashed into the shield with such force that the General was pushed back several feet. The shield was well built, he was glad of this, for a normal shield would have capsized under the pressure that was applied by the skeleton. He took his sword and swung it fiercely at the creature's neck. It made contact, taking off the head at the neck with such force that the skull was sent flying back several yards. This all felt too familiar to the General. He couldn't remember much, but fighting these things stirred something inside him. The General slowly moved out of reality, adrenaline from an unknown source seemed to be pumping into him. The General sprang into action. He whipped around swinging his foot at one of the creatures behind him. His foot was stopped by the necks reinforced bone, but acting quicker than the average man, the General pushed onto the creature's shoulder, propelling himself straight up and over the skeleton. He landed with his back to his foe, but he forcefully spun his sword around cutting the skeleton cleanly half. The pieces of the beast crumpled into a small pile on the Hylian earth. Without warning, the General, who had not been paying attention due to his recent victory, suddenly felt the warm, moist breath of one of the wretched beasts upon his neck. Before he could turn around, the tentatively named Stal Children had wrapped it's arms tightly around the General's waist. He gasped for air as the arms around him grew ever tighter. Under the immense stress, his fingers lost their grasp on his sword and shield, and they clanged on the ground beneath him. His mind began to wander in and out of consciousness as his lungs searched frantically for air. The world around him slowly became darker and darker until he finally slipped into unconsciousness.
The General opened his eyes. He was no longer in the dark fields, no longer in the grasp of the Stal Child. His eyes scanned the area, he was now standing in a large field. The sun was incredibly blinding, making it nearly impossible to see where he was. He squinted his eyes and barely made out a large tree in the distance. Hoping to get out of the sun, he trudged his way towards the massive vegetation. For what seemed like ages, the General finally stepped into the shade that the giant tree was emitting. He unshielded his eyes and looked around. There were some kids running around the tree, playing some sort of game. He watched them run around. He smiled lightly, but it quickly faded away when everything except a small area around the tree turned completely dark. He looked around frantically. The kids didn't seem to notice. He turned and looked outward from the tree, and his eyes grew with fear. The horizon was filled with a wall of fire, he could feel it's immense heat even from the distance he was at. He turned around, and yet the kids were still as playful as ever, blissfully unaware of the danger around them. He turned back to the horizon, and gasped in fright. The dark protruding eyes that haunted him in his dreams were now plastered above the horizon line. Those dark yellow eyes, glaring at him, driving him insane. And next to his fears, the light laugh that always accompanied the eyes. It was a deep bellowing voice, but a simple laugh, almost a chuckle. It was enough to strike fear in the General's mind. Some was tearing in the back of his consciousness, something desperately trying the escape. A memory perhaps. Whatever it may be, he feared those eyes and that laugh with all his being. The ominous laugh continued, and a form around the eyes took shape. The upper torso of a man dressed in heavily Gerudo influenced armor was now hovering above the wall of fire. His dark skin and fiery red hair deepened the General's fear. The Gerudo lifted his arms, his palms faced upwards, the wall of fire raising with them. He then thrusted his arms forward and the fire erupted from it's inert position and rapidly shot across the field. The general stood paralyzed in fear. He couldn't move. He quickly began to feel the scorching pain of the impending fire. There was nothing he could do, the wall of fire ripped through him. He tried to scream, but the pain was unbearable.
The pain suddenly stopped. It was black. He couldn't move nor see. All he could see was a light in front of him. A small glittering ball, much like the sun. The ball became larger and larger, and suddenly the black vanished and he was again in the Hylian field. All he could hear was a painful cry from behind his shoulder. He then realized that the Stal Child still had it's grasp around him. The sun had just risen and it's luminous rays were now shining onto the general and his opponent. The skeletons grasp quickly lightened and the General tore his way forward. He whipped around the see the Stal Children were all letting out the painful cry. There were disintegrating, their body parts erupting into flames. The sun continued it's devasting attack upon their wretched souls until they were completely charred. A slight wind picked up and the remainder of the Stal Children was simply taken up by the wind.
The General sighed, completely confused on what had just happened. He returned his sword to it's sheath, and his shield onto his back. He turned to face the horizon, and those dark eyes appeared in his mind once again. He grasped his forehead, for it was splitting with pain. He screamed out for the images to go away. As quickly as they came, the eyes left their protrusion of the General's mind. He stood their, dumbstruck. He didn't know who this Gerudo was, but he knew one thing. He knew what he had to do something.
"I have to stop him." And all that rang through his mind was that laugh, the ominous laugh, that wretched laugh...