Desclaimer: I do not own Zelda... but there's not much Zelda in it... I do own all of the new characters you see here. I spank all those who oppose me!
Author's Note: Review if possible, I'd like to know if I should head in a different direction, or if I should give up altogether.
The Hunt Begins
Tyrial laughed, "Oh, he is dead by now. You see, he came here for his body, or at least his body called him here. The true owner of all of his powers was in the Sanctuary of Dark. He died long ago at the hands of his lover, and Goddess of Nature. She split him into Power, Wisdom, and Body. Power went to the masks of Fierce Deities. Wisdom went to their maker, who became FierceDeityMaster. The Body resides in that tower. In the war, we destroyed FDM, and his Wisdom returned to his body, but he was still lifeless as long as he was seperated from his power.
"The FierceDeities lost all their power in the war, and it filtered into the sole survivor, FDW. He seperated it into you two, and when you gave it up to FDW again, in his weakened state, it pulled him to the Power's true Body. I suspect the Body took the Power, became complete, and Vicious became nothing more than the dust of an ancient mask."
"Dude, seriously, you talk way too much," said a mysterious voice from the open doors behind Tyrial, "You have to go on and on about a dumb old fairy tales. True fairy tales, but fairy tales nonetheless..."
Tyrial turned to him, sword ready, "Who dares speak to me like that?!"
The dark figure shook his head and walked closer, slowly, but confidently, "You speak to a God in that tone of voice? How did you ever survive this long in Heaven?"
"Charantanatah? Is it true? Have you been ressurrected?" Tyrial spoke as if a child to his father, or servant to his lord.
Vantino shook his head slowly, "I'm tired of that name, call me Vantino Valentine. I much like Vicious' creativity with his name, but I prefer to mix it up, use his last name as my first, and I was always fond of the particular Saint Valentine. Nice fellow."
Tiffa grew angry and blood tears stained her cheeks, "Is Kevin dead? Did you hurt Kevin?"
XenSity tried to correct her again, but was met by a cold glare at him, so he remained silent.
"I took what was mine, and yes, he is gone from this world, even Heaven itself." Vantino shrugged, "And I don't see why I should answer you anyway, even I know how you've hurt him."
'Damnit, does EVERYONE know about us?!' "I don't care what you say! Bring Kevin back now!" She stomped the floor, cracking the ancient carvings in the floor, below her feet.
Vantino stares at her, a cocky grin on his face, "You can go find him, but it may be difficult... A man like him could only exist in the afterlife of Hell."
She seemed to choke on the spot, finding it hard to breathe, so xenSity found the courage to speak to the Shadow God, "How would we get there, exactly?"
"Haha, brave ones, good... good. Well, you can't exactly just go to hell. You have to obtain three things." He spoke knowingly, and with amusement.
"What do we need?" Tiffa spoke again, still finding it hard to breathe, "How do we find Kevin?"
Vantino closed his eyes, "You must obtain the three keys for mortals to enter Hades, or Hell. First, the Sword That Does No Harm. Second, the Beauty hidden within a Beast. Finally, the Iron Hand with a delicate touch."
XenSity nodded, dedicating them to memory. Tiffa simply stared at him, "That's not very specific..."
"My desired effect, just go to Fanelia, you'll find the first there, it shall lead you to the others," Vantino grinned.
"Grrr... I really hate you," Tiffa growled, "You know that?"
Vantino grinned, "Awww, I feel the same way about you, now go. Have fun, kids!"
Tiffa glared at him, but xenSity bowed and took her hand, leading her away and outside. He turned to her suddenly, "What were you THINKING?! Do you think FDW was strong? That guy is not only his power, but a god's soul and body! He's lethal in the truest sense! He could do anything he wanted to us!"
She ignored him and growled, "Don't lecture me. Kevin was my friend long before he met you. You don't know anything. I'm not afraid of that bastard just like I wasn't afraid of Kevin when I met him. And believe me, he was as fearsome as he was romantic."
XenSity stared blankly, "Uhhh... okayyy. But still, I am afraid and I do not want to anger a god."
Tiffa flipped her hair and turned her back on him, "Let's just go..."
They left heaven, mean-looking Angelic Guards all around them until they were long gone. Their feet met with earth a few miles away from Sutherland.
XenSity looked at Tiffa with concern, "You okay? You seemed a bit sluggish on our way back, and I thought losing Kevin like that might..."
"Stop," She said, "Losing Kevin like that was nothing more then it was to you. I don't love him anymore. I told him that, I told you that, and if you don't believe me... shut up."
"Look, Tiffa. I know as much as you're friends, you were partners. You've been very close for very long. He may not be your oldest friend, but he was your best friend for a long, long time, even when everybody else abandoned you," XenSity spoke with wisdom, with respect, and with concern.
She still knocked his lights out. He lay on the ground, clutching his face, shouting in pain. She laughed, "Shut up, I told you. I warned you. Now let's go."
A man walked nearby, passing them towards Sutherland, but not coming near. Tiffa and xenSity were speaking about where to look exactly, and ignored their guest. He lowered the dish-shaped wheat-built hat that covered his head and concealed a good portion of his face. His deep red kimono seemed nothing out of the ordininary, Kitana at his side was still nothing special. But he still seemed more than wary of the two warriors.
The pair took foot upon ground again in a Fanelian Village, beyond Sutherland. Each surveyed the landscape, and asked the other, "So which one do you think is here?" Neither could answer.
Tiffa shrugged finally and spoke, "Probably not the Iron Hand with a delicate touch, these people are too brutal to be like that. Couldn't be the sword that does no harm... Every sharp thing around here is thrown or stabbed into something else, they're idiots. Gotta be the Beauty/Beast thing."
Xen responded with nothing more than a nod. They asked around for a beast, and came up with nothing. The whole clueless village was peeving Tiffa, but Xen was familiar with these people, and was very patient with them.
Finally, xenSity found something, and met tiffa at the center of the village, just as she dropped a homeless man who had insulted her, bleeding. He laughed briefly at this, but her cold stare stopped that, "I found something. A woman told me a wild girl lived in a forest a few miles away. She has stolen food and supplies from this woman, apperently. Seems like the beast, or at least a good lead."
Tiffa, still a little off that day, simply nodded. They both turned North and took off into the air with ease.
Author's Note: Review if possible, I'd like to know if I should head in a different direction, or if I should give up altogether.
The Hunt Begins
Tyrial laughed, "Oh, he is dead by now. You see, he came here for his body, or at least his body called him here. The true owner of all of his powers was in the Sanctuary of Dark. He died long ago at the hands of his lover, and Goddess of Nature. She split him into Power, Wisdom, and Body. Power went to the masks of Fierce Deities. Wisdom went to their maker, who became FierceDeityMaster. The Body resides in that tower. In the war, we destroyed FDM, and his Wisdom returned to his body, but he was still lifeless as long as he was seperated from his power.
"The FierceDeities lost all their power in the war, and it filtered into the sole survivor, FDW. He seperated it into you two, and when you gave it up to FDW again, in his weakened state, it pulled him to the Power's true Body. I suspect the Body took the Power, became complete, and Vicious became nothing more than the dust of an ancient mask."
"Dude, seriously, you talk way too much," said a mysterious voice from the open doors behind Tyrial, "You have to go on and on about a dumb old fairy tales. True fairy tales, but fairy tales nonetheless..."
Tyrial turned to him, sword ready, "Who dares speak to me like that?!"
The dark figure shook his head and walked closer, slowly, but confidently, "You speak to a God in that tone of voice? How did you ever survive this long in Heaven?"
"Charantanatah? Is it true? Have you been ressurrected?" Tyrial spoke as if a child to his father, or servant to his lord.
Vantino shook his head slowly, "I'm tired of that name, call me Vantino Valentine. I much like Vicious' creativity with his name, but I prefer to mix it up, use his last name as my first, and I was always fond of the particular Saint Valentine. Nice fellow."
Tiffa grew angry and blood tears stained her cheeks, "Is Kevin dead? Did you hurt Kevin?"
XenSity tried to correct her again, but was met by a cold glare at him, so he remained silent.
"I took what was mine, and yes, he is gone from this world, even Heaven itself." Vantino shrugged, "And I don't see why I should answer you anyway, even I know how you've hurt him."
'Damnit, does EVERYONE know about us?!' "I don't care what you say! Bring Kevin back now!" She stomped the floor, cracking the ancient carvings in the floor, below her feet.
Vantino stares at her, a cocky grin on his face, "You can go find him, but it may be difficult... A man like him could only exist in the afterlife of Hell."
She seemed to choke on the spot, finding it hard to breathe, so xenSity found the courage to speak to the Shadow God, "How would we get there, exactly?"
"Haha, brave ones, good... good. Well, you can't exactly just go to hell. You have to obtain three things." He spoke knowingly, and with amusement.
"What do we need?" Tiffa spoke again, still finding it hard to breathe, "How do we find Kevin?"
Vantino closed his eyes, "You must obtain the three keys for mortals to enter Hades, or Hell. First, the Sword That Does No Harm. Second, the Beauty hidden within a Beast. Finally, the Iron Hand with a delicate touch."
XenSity nodded, dedicating them to memory. Tiffa simply stared at him, "That's not very specific..."
"My desired effect, just go to Fanelia, you'll find the first there, it shall lead you to the others," Vantino grinned.
"Grrr... I really hate you," Tiffa growled, "You know that?"
Vantino grinned, "Awww, I feel the same way about you, now go. Have fun, kids!"
Tiffa glared at him, but xenSity bowed and took her hand, leading her away and outside. He turned to her suddenly, "What were you THINKING?! Do you think FDW was strong? That guy is not only his power, but a god's soul and body! He's lethal in the truest sense! He could do anything he wanted to us!"
She ignored him and growled, "Don't lecture me. Kevin was my friend long before he met you. You don't know anything. I'm not afraid of that bastard just like I wasn't afraid of Kevin when I met him. And believe me, he was as fearsome as he was romantic."
XenSity stared blankly, "Uhhh... okayyy. But still, I am afraid and I do not want to anger a god."
Tiffa flipped her hair and turned her back on him, "Let's just go..."
They left heaven, mean-looking Angelic Guards all around them until they were long gone. Their feet met with earth a few miles away from Sutherland.
XenSity looked at Tiffa with concern, "You okay? You seemed a bit sluggish on our way back, and I thought losing Kevin like that might..."
"Stop," She said, "Losing Kevin like that was nothing more then it was to you. I don't love him anymore. I told him that, I told you that, and if you don't believe me... shut up."
"Look, Tiffa. I know as much as you're friends, you were partners. You've been very close for very long. He may not be your oldest friend, but he was your best friend for a long, long time, even when everybody else abandoned you," XenSity spoke with wisdom, with respect, and with concern.
She still knocked his lights out. He lay on the ground, clutching his face, shouting in pain. She laughed, "Shut up, I told you. I warned you. Now let's go."
A man walked nearby, passing them towards Sutherland, but not coming near. Tiffa and xenSity were speaking about where to look exactly, and ignored their guest. He lowered the dish-shaped wheat-built hat that covered his head and concealed a good portion of his face. His deep red kimono seemed nothing out of the ordininary, Kitana at his side was still nothing special. But he still seemed more than wary of the two warriors.
The pair took foot upon ground again in a Fanelian Village, beyond Sutherland. Each surveyed the landscape, and asked the other, "So which one do you think is here?" Neither could answer.
Tiffa shrugged finally and spoke, "Probably not the Iron Hand with a delicate touch, these people are too brutal to be like that. Couldn't be the sword that does no harm... Every sharp thing around here is thrown or stabbed into something else, they're idiots. Gotta be the Beauty/Beast thing."
Xen responded with nothing more than a nod. They asked around for a beast, and came up with nothing. The whole clueless village was peeving Tiffa, but Xen was familiar with these people, and was very patient with them.
Finally, xenSity found something, and met tiffa at the center of the village, just as she dropped a homeless man who had insulted her, bleeding. He laughed briefly at this, but her cold stare stopped that, "I found something. A woman told me a wild girl lived in a forest a few miles away. She has stolen food and supplies from this woman, apperently. Seems like the beast, or at least a good lead."
Tiffa, still a little off that day, simply nodded. They both turned North and took off into the air with ease.