Chapter 3
Written By Illuminet
Disclaimer: Most (if not all) of the characters appearing within this story don't actually belong to me, but rather, are creations of the brilliant minds of Shigeru Miyamoto and Nintendo. I don't claim any of them as my own.
"..."-Indicate Speech
'...'-Indicate Thought
=...=-Indicate Sign Language
+...+-Indicate Telepathy
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The traveler opened his eyes when a small beam of light hit his face. He stared at the opened window, watching the small curtains flutter a bit in the gentle early morning breeze. He turned his head towards the small dresser to see Navi sleeping, using a gauntlet for bedding and his cap for a blanket. He got up, performing a few stretches to keep himself limber, then sent a mental message to Navi.
+Navi, let's get going. We'll be heading for the Castle Town today.+
Navi got up, rubbing her sleep laden eyes with her arm to wake up. She also stretched a bit before arming her glowing aura and began hovering in the air. Her master got dressed quickly, then gave the room one quick look over to make sure nothing was being forgotten, and left the Inn house. Once outside, the two saw that the ranch workers were just starting to get to work. The traveler made his way to Talon's house.
"So you'll be leaving then, mister?"
Talon greeted the man. He nodded slowly, before placing the keys to the Inn on Talon's counter.
"Much obliged, mister. You seem kind of busy now, but maybe when you have some free time, I can introduce you to a glass of Lon Lon Milk."
Talon said. The man nodded again before leaving the ranch. As the sun was starting to make it's appearance known, the traveler headed north, prepared for his two day walk to the Hyrule Castle Town.
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Once again as predicted, the two traveling companions made it to Hyrule Castle Town in two days.
+Even though it's a major city, residence still call it a town. I guess the name grew on them.+
The man said to his fairy companion. Navi stayed in his cap, knowing from experience that fairies were not looked favorably upon by a majority of people in Hyrule, since many associated a fairy as being a Kokiri companion, and Kokiri where thought as a selfish race of children who wanted to keep the forest secrets well hidden from the rest of the world. The traveler made his way past the draw bridge and into the city. A guard on duty greeted him with a bow, and the man gave a slight nod in return. They were in the quiet walkway of the city, where the guard house for the city limits was, but the man could already hear the faint shouts of the residence going about their lives. He made his way through one more gate before he finally reached his destination.
+This place hasn't changed too much, has it, master?+
Navi asked as she peered out of his hood.
+Hardly at all...+
He began making his way through the street, ignoring all the merchants on the sidewalk trying to sell him their wares. Since the streets were so crowded during the day, the man had to walk slowly in order to progress where he wanted to.
+This place seems more crowded than usual...I'm sure it's an important day today...but I can't seem to remember...+
The traveler told his fairy companion. Navi was unsure of what special day it was. The two dwindled on it for only a little bit, before heading toward the large Inn on the right side of town amongst all the other large, swan white buildings. Upon entering, he closed the door to quiet down all the loud noises on the street. He looked at the clerk behind the large wooden counter: A late middle aged woman with orange hair streaked with white, and wore a simple yellow dress with embroided green flowers on it.
"May I help you?"
The woman asked with a polite bow of her head. The traveler also bowed before starting a conversation and hoping she would understand him.
=I would like a room for the next two nights, can that be arranged?=
Luckily, the woman nodded her head in understanding, and retrieved a key for him.
"Here you are, sir. It's 15 rupees a night. Your room is on the fourth floor on the left. It's the last room, so you can't miss it."
She said in a polite manner.
=Is there a celebration going on around here by any chance?=
He asked her. The woman nodded.
"Yeah, it's the Princess's birthday today. She turns eighteen if I remember correctly. Been out to sea for a while you must have forgotten."
The woman stated with a chuckle. If he could laugh, he would have, but resigned to a simple nod.
=Thanks for the information. Here.=
He gave her a red rupee, worth twenty rupees. He put his key in a compartment of his baldric before heading out to try and search around.
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In the large town square, many festive games were being played. Seeing as he didn't have much to do, the traveler decided to partake in some of the games to pass the time. Near the right upper corner of the square was the store, Adventurer's Journey, which only opened at night. The traveler was hoping to look around some catalogs and see if any adventures had come up, but he would have to wait.
"Wow, mommy, he's so good!"
A little girl squealed as a large crowd looked on at the small target range. Being a master of archery, the traveler decided to try his luck, and his skills were attracting much attention. No target went unscathed as the man knotted an arrow to the small bow he was given and fired away. When he finally reached the final target with his final arrow, the crowd roared with applauding. The man picked out a Yoshi doll from amongst the prizes and gave it to the little girl who had spoken to her mother.
"Thanks a lot mister!"
The girl squealed again as she hugged the doll to death. He simply patted her on the head, before making his way out of the crowd.. He didn't really care much for attention from others, but when he got bored, attention was the least of his cares. The traveler decided to escape to the famed Temple of Light that resided to the far right of the city. As he expected, it was deserted. He allowed Navi to fly about freely in the small court yard around the temple.
+I'm going to go inside for a little bit, Navi. Go ahead and get some fresh air around here, I'll be right back.+
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The temple's structure was still holding on strong, regardless of how old it was. The stone and marble used it it's construction still looked as new as ever.
'Someone must have taken real good care of this temple. It's been around since the beginning of time.'
:::Flashback:::
'I can feel it...the Blade of Infinity...it resides here...but the majority of it's power has been stripped away...'
The wanderer made his way to an empty altar near the back of the temple. A small pedestal was at the center, but nothing was there.
'I did feel it...where is it?
He searched the modest temple over and over before finding a near illegible wording inscribed on the back of the pedestal.
'It reads...Here on the Pedestal of Light resides the blade of evil's bane...if you who reads this believes you are the chosen one then state you will take the challenge...'
:::Flashback:::
The man opened his eyes. He brought his arm back, so that his hand may grasp the hilt of the sword, before he freed it from the sheath.
'The Master Sword...those damn Goddesses took my blade apart. I must find out what makes the sword whole before transforming it back to what it really used to look like.'
The sapphire hilt of the sword was beautiful, and the blade was an intricate piece of work that was the color of a clear blue sky. Yet, the man looked slightly disgusted at it, as his handsome face contorted in great rage. The rage came quickly, but the neutral gaze he wore usually came back just as quickly.
'At least it's not entirely useless.'
He remembered that claiming it had not been an easy task.
:::Flashback:::
He stated the challenge telepathically. The entire temple went dark. He could hear the faint footsteps of the giant creature that blended so well in the darkness.
'Damn...a Tiamant, an immortal slayer...'
The giant dark dragon was something to be feared indeed. It could cover an area it resides in darkness so it could surprise it's prey and kill it easier. It's black scaled body blended well so it could camouflage itself well in the dark. A rare violent beast like it was only summoned as a guardian to anything of an immensely great higher power, and only a godly figure could summon it.
'Gods and typical immortals are separated here. A beast like this one can kill an immortal, but can't kill a God...'
He peered at the red eyes. That was the only thing that allowed him to know where it was, but once it closed it's translucent eye lids, even the eyes couldn't give away it's location.
'My eyes will be useless. I'll have to rely on sound and scent in order to pick out where the Tiamat is. I can't mess up, if I take too much damage, it's all over for me.'
He brought forth a plain iron broad sword and shield and held them at the ready, as he closed his eyes. He felt the shift of the creature as it came closer. The man jumped to the right to evade a devastating bite attack of the Tiamat's maw. While it was reeling it's long neck back in recovery, it was struck as the man countered with a quick overhead chop. The scales provided a large amount of protection, however, and the dark creature went undamaged. It countered with a low sweep of it's head along the ground to try and strike the man, but his reflexes were quick, and he performed a forward somersault over the Tiamat's neck. The Tiamat only feinted, as it swung back to intercept the warrior. It was unlucky, however, as the young man rolled under the attack, bringing up his blade to strike at the soft underside of the Tiamat.
'Got it!'
The Tiamat reered it's head up and let out a pained roar. At that moment, the man rolled forward, intent on thrusting his sword in it's now unprotected underbelly. The Tiamat's reflexes were much better than he had anticipated, and it brought a scaled forearm up to guard what would have been a near fatal thrust. The Tiamat then thrust it's arm forward, making the man stumble back and get disoriented. It shot out with it's head again, but only met with the man's shield as he brought it up. The impact further caused the man to lose balance. Frustrated, the Tiamat reeled it's head back quickly, then struck at the man with it's claws, hoping to knock away his shield and leave him unprotected. That had been a mistake. Once the Tiamat stuck at the shield, it made the protective item skid across the ground, the man jumped up to it's face, stabbing into where he knew the eye would be. The Tiamat bellowed furiously in pain, as the man pulled out and landed to the floor. It brought it's claws to it's face, leaving the belly unprotected. The man didn't hesitate as he thrusted, spinning the sword forward to impale the dark creature, before jumping away quickly.
'A Tiamat's blood is so acidic, almost any metal can be melted by it.'
The Tiamat roared in anguish, knowing it's death had come as the inflicted wound had been made with a drilling motion type thrust to widen the wound immensely and let the blood flow freely. The man felt the vibrations in the ground as the creature fell, and he opened his eyes slowly. light had returned to the temple and it looked at if it hadn't been touched. The man looked down to his arm which held his sword. Most of the blade had been melted off by the Tiamat's blood. He then looked towards his shield which laid quite some ways away and saw that the impact the Tiamat put into the attack on the shield bent it to be unusable.
'It's time I upgraded my equipment anyway...'
He turned to the Pedestal of Light. He could see the sword planted within. It's dark sapphire hilt looked very compact, and there was a hollow where the hilt connected with the blade, and it appeared that it was a gem like piece that was missing. The blade was sky blue, but did not seem to radiate the holy light that would make it an evil slaying sword. The man walked up to the pedestal and inspected it closely.
'This is it...but it's definitely lost a lot of power.'
He gripped the hilt in his left hand. He then lifted the sword from it's resting place and held it high in the air, letting light from the high up window glint on the blade's surface. He frowned.
'Yes, this proves it...if it was still imbued with any sacred holy light, a column of light should have emerged in it's wake...yet there was none...'
:::Flashback:::
He resheathed the Master Sword. After having obtained it on that day so long ago, his old leather sheath had been replaced with a wooden one that was dyed blue and embroided with gold trimmings. He peered at the temple one last time, but lowered his head suddenly, bringing his left hand up to grasp the hilt, but not removing the blade from it's sheath. He felt a odd, yet familiar presence in the air.
+It's been a while, hasn't it, Link?+
The voice came in his head. The wanderer, Link, smirked at the voice he heard. He dropped his hand from his sword and turned around to stare at a tall, dark skinned man garbed in heavy black armor and a few cloth areas with colorful tiled like patterns on them. He wore a cape with the same design. The man stood in the shadows of the entrance, his face being obscured by it. His eyes glowed red in the shadows.
+Ganon. It has been a while, hasn't it? I hear you've been the King of the Gerudo race for a while now.+
Link told the dark cladded man. Ganon stepped into the light more, and his eyes lost their red glow, looking of an ochre color now. Link noticed that Ganon had two swords on his each side of his waist that were held on by his belt. Judging from the shapes of the sheaths, one was a long, single bladed saber while the other was a rhomphaia style blade, which seemed similar to the saber, except for the double sided hook ends of it's blade. Link quirked an eyebrow.
+Looks like you also use a two sword fighting style now as well. I thought Gerudos used scimitars.+
Ganon smirked at the remark.
+A typical one does, but a scimitar is just too small for me, that's why I have these two weapons.+
The two immortals looked at each other for a while without using telepathic words.
+Tell me, Link, have you found any leads on your wings?+
Ganon finally asked him. Link shook his head.
+Not any new ones. All I've been able to retrieve is about a quarter of my white wing. You?+
Ganon also shook his head.
+Neither have I, though I have been progressing a little better. I've almost totally completed my white wing, but I don't have any leads on my other one.+
Ganon stated. Link nodded simply.
+So what brings you to Hyrule then? Getting in good with the King so you have more access to Hyrule like the other races?+
Ganon's ever present smirk grew wider, baring some teeth. Link's expression remained neutral as he questioned Ganon.
+Exactly. Unless my race makes a pact with the King, we are restricted only to the desert or the ocean.+
Ganon said. He then turned his back to Link.
+I've got to get going now actually. I hope to see you in the near future, Link.+
He disappeared through the entrance. Link also decided that he was overdoing his stay. He began walking towards the entrance but heard light footsteps coming within the temple.
'Someone's coming from the entrance, two in fact. Can't be Ganon.'
Link stared at the entrance, waiting for whoever else was coming in. Two women came in. One a Hylian and the other one was of the rare Sheikan race.
'Royalty...'
Link thought as he peered at the young Hylian woman. She was dressed in a plain blue dress which, to ordinary people, would make her appear to be one of the middle class, but he could tell she was a much higher up ranked person by the way she carried herself while walking. Plus, the entire dress was made out of silk, which middle class tended to have only small articles of silk clothing on rather than a whole piece made of silk. Her long golden blonde hair was tied back at the nape of her neck by a small ribbon of the same color as her dress, and her skin had a healthy ivory tone, not overly pale.
'The Shiekan is probably a bodyguard...'
The Shiekan also wore a simple dress, of black instead of blue, but the material's texture seemed more course. It was not silk, but probably of very smooth leather dyed black, in order to pass off the light protective gear as a simple dress. Link saw no weapon on her person, but he knew that a dagger was probably well hidden somewhere along the dress, and if not, Shiekans were masters of martial arts, so they could battle without weapons. The tall woman's skin was quite dark, but not like the Gerudos, who were passed off as having black skin.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know people came to this temple anymore."
The Hylian woman said, as her light blue eyes registered surprise as she gazed at him. The Shiekan's expression was neutral, like his own. Link simply stared at the two. The Hylian woman frowned.
"That sword...could it be...Impa!"
The Hylian woman got the Shiekan's attention when her name was called. She eyed the sword hilt also for a bit before nodding.
"What do you make of it, Zelda? It does look like the Master Sword as shown in the scriptures..."
Impa whispered in the ear of her companion, Zelda. Although it was probably not for him to hear, Link's ultra sensitive hearing picked up the message between the two easily. He saw Zelda nod her head, before turning towards him.
"I never thought I'd see the real Master Sword. That means your the Wielder..."
Zelda said. Link simply kept staring at her, not saying a word. Not to be rude, he just couldn't because he was mute.
"Well? Have you nothing to say...?"
Silence returned after she spoke.
"Can you tell me your name at least?"
Again she got nothing but silence. Her escalated features now turned into a frown.
"Hello? Excuse me, sir?"
She pressed on.
=I have no name.=
He gestured with his hands.
"Oh, you must be a mute. Still, you could have just used sign language earlier."
Zelda told him. Link bowed his head a bit.
=Sorry, I get a bit apprehensive when engaged in a conversation. Most people around here don't know sign language, after all.=
He stated. It was a true fact, as it was so rare for a Hylian to be born mute. That went for most of the races actually, and hardly any actually know how to understand sign language.
"That is understandable. Still, how is it that you were able to obtain the Master Sword?"
Zelda asked. Link could tell she was a very curious person. Still, he did not want to answer that question.
'I'd rather wander alone with as few ties to others as possible if I can, what can I do...?'
He pondered of how he could slip away without further questioning. His answer came soon enough, but it would not end as he would have wanted it to.
"Princess? Princess Zelda, are you here?"
He heard the voice of a male just outside the temple interior, calling out to Zelda. The sound of heave metal grieves could be heard along the stone floor as an armored warrior walked into the temple. His silver armor glinted in the sunlight of the windows as he bowed respectively to the Princess.
"I thought you might be here your highness. Please forgive me if I should be intruding on anything of great importance, but your father has asked for your presence."
The Hylian Knight said in a clear tone. His blonde spiky hair swayed as he got up to a standing position once more.
"I'll be there shortly, Sir Darius. Please go ahead and inform my father that me and Impa have found the Wielder of the Master Sword and that he will be joining us in the castle."
Zelda told the knight. Darius, as she had called him, looked rather surprised, but quickly straightened up again and saluted.
"Understood, your highness. By your leave."
When he left, Link's thoughts were somewhere along the line of...
'Damn...'
Amongst some other choice words as the Princess turned around to face him, holding out her arm.
"Well, Wielder is your name for now until I can think of a better one. Won't you please join us for dinner?"
She offered. He knew it would be rude to not comply, but he still wanted to refuse. He didn't particularly like it when he had other plans and they would have to be put on hold because royalty had to place him at their dinner table.
'It's not like she's actually going to really give me a choice either...if I refuse, she could get offended and send a squad of knights after me...not that I would care but I have other things that need to be done...so I might as well get it over with.
=Verywell, I accept=
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+Master, you've been gone a long time.+
He heard the voice in his head.
+Listen Navi, have you ever dined at a castle before? If not, you just may get that chance.+
***TBC***
Note: This is a relatively boring chapter, but hopefully the next one will be better. Also, thanks to Lunatic Chaos for being the first reviewer. Now, to answer your question, the story will go a bit further after Link obtains his powers, but the majority of this story is how he gets it all back. So the story is mostly normal Link, with a bit of his Fierce Deity side somewhere near the end of this story. Hopefully that answered your question.
Written By Illuminet
Disclaimer: Most (if not all) of the characters appearing within this story don't actually belong to me, but rather, are creations of the brilliant minds of Shigeru Miyamoto and Nintendo. I don't claim any of them as my own.
"..."-Indicate Speech
'...'-Indicate Thought
=...=-Indicate Sign Language
+...+-Indicate Telepathy
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The traveler opened his eyes when a small beam of light hit his face. He stared at the opened window, watching the small curtains flutter a bit in the gentle early morning breeze. He turned his head towards the small dresser to see Navi sleeping, using a gauntlet for bedding and his cap for a blanket. He got up, performing a few stretches to keep himself limber, then sent a mental message to Navi.
+Navi, let's get going. We'll be heading for the Castle Town today.+
Navi got up, rubbing her sleep laden eyes with her arm to wake up. She also stretched a bit before arming her glowing aura and began hovering in the air. Her master got dressed quickly, then gave the room one quick look over to make sure nothing was being forgotten, and left the Inn house. Once outside, the two saw that the ranch workers were just starting to get to work. The traveler made his way to Talon's house.
"So you'll be leaving then, mister?"
Talon greeted the man. He nodded slowly, before placing the keys to the Inn on Talon's counter.
"Much obliged, mister. You seem kind of busy now, but maybe when you have some free time, I can introduce you to a glass of Lon Lon Milk."
Talon said. The man nodded again before leaving the ranch. As the sun was starting to make it's appearance known, the traveler headed north, prepared for his two day walk to the Hyrule Castle Town.
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Once again as predicted, the two traveling companions made it to Hyrule Castle Town in two days.
+Even though it's a major city, residence still call it a town. I guess the name grew on them.+
The man said to his fairy companion. Navi stayed in his cap, knowing from experience that fairies were not looked favorably upon by a majority of people in Hyrule, since many associated a fairy as being a Kokiri companion, and Kokiri where thought as a selfish race of children who wanted to keep the forest secrets well hidden from the rest of the world. The traveler made his way past the draw bridge and into the city. A guard on duty greeted him with a bow, and the man gave a slight nod in return. They were in the quiet walkway of the city, where the guard house for the city limits was, but the man could already hear the faint shouts of the residence going about their lives. He made his way through one more gate before he finally reached his destination.
+This place hasn't changed too much, has it, master?+
Navi asked as she peered out of his hood.
+Hardly at all...+
He began making his way through the street, ignoring all the merchants on the sidewalk trying to sell him their wares. Since the streets were so crowded during the day, the man had to walk slowly in order to progress where he wanted to.
+This place seems more crowded than usual...I'm sure it's an important day today...but I can't seem to remember...+
The traveler told his fairy companion. Navi was unsure of what special day it was. The two dwindled on it for only a little bit, before heading toward the large Inn on the right side of town amongst all the other large, swan white buildings. Upon entering, he closed the door to quiet down all the loud noises on the street. He looked at the clerk behind the large wooden counter: A late middle aged woman with orange hair streaked with white, and wore a simple yellow dress with embroided green flowers on it.
"May I help you?"
The woman asked with a polite bow of her head. The traveler also bowed before starting a conversation and hoping she would understand him.
=I would like a room for the next two nights, can that be arranged?=
Luckily, the woman nodded her head in understanding, and retrieved a key for him.
"Here you are, sir. It's 15 rupees a night. Your room is on the fourth floor on the left. It's the last room, so you can't miss it."
She said in a polite manner.
=Is there a celebration going on around here by any chance?=
He asked her. The woman nodded.
"Yeah, it's the Princess's birthday today. She turns eighteen if I remember correctly. Been out to sea for a while you must have forgotten."
The woman stated with a chuckle. If he could laugh, he would have, but resigned to a simple nod.
=Thanks for the information. Here.=
He gave her a red rupee, worth twenty rupees. He put his key in a compartment of his baldric before heading out to try and search around.
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In the large town square, many festive games were being played. Seeing as he didn't have much to do, the traveler decided to partake in some of the games to pass the time. Near the right upper corner of the square was the store, Adventurer's Journey, which only opened at night. The traveler was hoping to look around some catalogs and see if any adventures had come up, but he would have to wait.
"Wow, mommy, he's so good!"
A little girl squealed as a large crowd looked on at the small target range. Being a master of archery, the traveler decided to try his luck, and his skills were attracting much attention. No target went unscathed as the man knotted an arrow to the small bow he was given and fired away. When he finally reached the final target with his final arrow, the crowd roared with applauding. The man picked out a Yoshi doll from amongst the prizes and gave it to the little girl who had spoken to her mother.
"Thanks a lot mister!"
The girl squealed again as she hugged the doll to death. He simply patted her on the head, before making his way out of the crowd.. He didn't really care much for attention from others, but when he got bored, attention was the least of his cares. The traveler decided to escape to the famed Temple of Light that resided to the far right of the city. As he expected, it was deserted. He allowed Navi to fly about freely in the small court yard around the temple.
+I'm going to go inside for a little bit, Navi. Go ahead and get some fresh air around here, I'll be right back.+
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The temple's structure was still holding on strong, regardless of how old it was. The stone and marble used it it's construction still looked as new as ever.
'Someone must have taken real good care of this temple. It's been around since the beginning of time.'
:::Flashback:::
'I can feel it...the Blade of Infinity...it resides here...but the majority of it's power has been stripped away...'
The wanderer made his way to an empty altar near the back of the temple. A small pedestal was at the center, but nothing was there.
'I did feel it...where is it?
He searched the modest temple over and over before finding a near illegible wording inscribed on the back of the pedestal.
'It reads...Here on the Pedestal of Light resides the blade of evil's bane...if you who reads this believes you are the chosen one then state you will take the challenge...'
:::Flashback:::
The man opened his eyes. He brought his arm back, so that his hand may grasp the hilt of the sword, before he freed it from the sheath.
'The Master Sword...those damn Goddesses took my blade apart. I must find out what makes the sword whole before transforming it back to what it really used to look like.'
The sapphire hilt of the sword was beautiful, and the blade was an intricate piece of work that was the color of a clear blue sky. Yet, the man looked slightly disgusted at it, as his handsome face contorted in great rage. The rage came quickly, but the neutral gaze he wore usually came back just as quickly.
'At least it's not entirely useless.'
He remembered that claiming it had not been an easy task.
:::Flashback:::
He stated the challenge telepathically. The entire temple went dark. He could hear the faint footsteps of the giant creature that blended so well in the darkness.
'Damn...a Tiamant, an immortal slayer...'
The giant dark dragon was something to be feared indeed. It could cover an area it resides in darkness so it could surprise it's prey and kill it easier. It's black scaled body blended well so it could camouflage itself well in the dark. A rare violent beast like it was only summoned as a guardian to anything of an immensely great higher power, and only a godly figure could summon it.
'Gods and typical immortals are separated here. A beast like this one can kill an immortal, but can't kill a God...'
He peered at the red eyes. That was the only thing that allowed him to know where it was, but once it closed it's translucent eye lids, even the eyes couldn't give away it's location.
'My eyes will be useless. I'll have to rely on sound and scent in order to pick out where the Tiamat is. I can't mess up, if I take too much damage, it's all over for me.'
He brought forth a plain iron broad sword and shield and held them at the ready, as he closed his eyes. He felt the shift of the creature as it came closer. The man jumped to the right to evade a devastating bite attack of the Tiamat's maw. While it was reeling it's long neck back in recovery, it was struck as the man countered with a quick overhead chop. The scales provided a large amount of protection, however, and the dark creature went undamaged. It countered with a low sweep of it's head along the ground to try and strike the man, but his reflexes were quick, and he performed a forward somersault over the Tiamat's neck. The Tiamat only feinted, as it swung back to intercept the warrior. It was unlucky, however, as the young man rolled under the attack, bringing up his blade to strike at the soft underside of the Tiamat.
'Got it!'
The Tiamat reered it's head up and let out a pained roar. At that moment, the man rolled forward, intent on thrusting his sword in it's now unprotected underbelly. The Tiamat's reflexes were much better than he had anticipated, and it brought a scaled forearm up to guard what would have been a near fatal thrust. The Tiamat then thrust it's arm forward, making the man stumble back and get disoriented. It shot out with it's head again, but only met with the man's shield as he brought it up. The impact further caused the man to lose balance. Frustrated, the Tiamat reeled it's head back quickly, then struck at the man with it's claws, hoping to knock away his shield and leave him unprotected. That had been a mistake. Once the Tiamat stuck at the shield, it made the protective item skid across the ground, the man jumped up to it's face, stabbing into where he knew the eye would be. The Tiamat bellowed furiously in pain, as the man pulled out and landed to the floor. It brought it's claws to it's face, leaving the belly unprotected. The man didn't hesitate as he thrusted, spinning the sword forward to impale the dark creature, before jumping away quickly.
'A Tiamat's blood is so acidic, almost any metal can be melted by it.'
The Tiamat roared in anguish, knowing it's death had come as the inflicted wound had been made with a drilling motion type thrust to widen the wound immensely and let the blood flow freely. The man felt the vibrations in the ground as the creature fell, and he opened his eyes slowly. light had returned to the temple and it looked at if it hadn't been touched. The man looked down to his arm which held his sword. Most of the blade had been melted off by the Tiamat's blood. He then looked towards his shield which laid quite some ways away and saw that the impact the Tiamat put into the attack on the shield bent it to be unusable.
'It's time I upgraded my equipment anyway...'
He turned to the Pedestal of Light. He could see the sword planted within. It's dark sapphire hilt looked very compact, and there was a hollow where the hilt connected with the blade, and it appeared that it was a gem like piece that was missing. The blade was sky blue, but did not seem to radiate the holy light that would make it an evil slaying sword. The man walked up to the pedestal and inspected it closely.
'This is it...but it's definitely lost a lot of power.'
He gripped the hilt in his left hand. He then lifted the sword from it's resting place and held it high in the air, letting light from the high up window glint on the blade's surface. He frowned.
'Yes, this proves it...if it was still imbued with any sacred holy light, a column of light should have emerged in it's wake...yet there was none...'
:::Flashback:::
He resheathed the Master Sword. After having obtained it on that day so long ago, his old leather sheath had been replaced with a wooden one that was dyed blue and embroided with gold trimmings. He peered at the temple one last time, but lowered his head suddenly, bringing his left hand up to grasp the hilt, but not removing the blade from it's sheath. He felt a odd, yet familiar presence in the air.
+It's been a while, hasn't it, Link?+
The voice came in his head. The wanderer, Link, smirked at the voice he heard. He dropped his hand from his sword and turned around to stare at a tall, dark skinned man garbed in heavy black armor and a few cloth areas with colorful tiled like patterns on them. He wore a cape with the same design. The man stood in the shadows of the entrance, his face being obscured by it. His eyes glowed red in the shadows.
+Ganon. It has been a while, hasn't it? I hear you've been the King of the Gerudo race for a while now.+
Link told the dark cladded man. Ganon stepped into the light more, and his eyes lost their red glow, looking of an ochre color now. Link noticed that Ganon had two swords on his each side of his waist that were held on by his belt. Judging from the shapes of the sheaths, one was a long, single bladed saber while the other was a rhomphaia style blade, which seemed similar to the saber, except for the double sided hook ends of it's blade. Link quirked an eyebrow.
+Looks like you also use a two sword fighting style now as well. I thought Gerudos used scimitars.+
Ganon smirked at the remark.
+A typical one does, but a scimitar is just too small for me, that's why I have these two weapons.+
The two immortals looked at each other for a while without using telepathic words.
+Tell me, Link, have you found any leads on your wings?+
Ganon finally asked him. Link shook his head.
+Not any new ones. All I've been able to retrieve is about a quarter of my white wing. You?+
Ganon also shook his head.
+Neither have I, though I have been progressing a little better. I've almost totally completed my white wing, but I don't have any leads on my other one.+
Ganon stated. Link nodded simply.
+So what brings you to Hyrule then? Getting in good with the King so you have more access to Hyrule like the other races?+
Ganon's ever present smirk grew wider, baring some teeth. Link's expression remained neutral as he questioned Ganon.
+Exactly. Unless my race makes a pact with the King, we are restricted only to the desert or the ocean.+
Ganon said. He then turned his back to Link.
+I've got to get going now actually. I hope to see you in the near future, Link.+
He disappeared through the entrance. Link also decided that he was overdoing his stay. He began walking towards the entrance but heard light footsteps coming within the temple.
'Someone's coming from the entrance, two in fact. Can't be Ganon.'
Link stared at the entrance, waiting for whoever else was coming in. Two women came in. One a Hylian and the other one was of the rare Sheikan race.
'Royalty...'
Link thought as he peered at the young Hylian woman. She was dressed in a plain blue dress which, to ordinary people, would make her appear to be one of the middle class, but he could tell she was a much higher up ranked person by the way she carried herself while walking. Plus, the entire dress was made out of silk, which middle class tended to have only small articles of silk clothing on rather than a whole piece made of silk. Her long golden blonde hair was tied back at the nape of her neck by a small ribbon of the same color as her dress, and her skin had a healthy ivory tone, not overly pale.
'The Shiekan is probably a bodyguard...'
The Shiekan also wore a simple dress, of black instead of blue, but the material's texture seemed more course. It was not silk, but probably of very smooth leather dyed black, in order to pass off the light protective gear as a simple dress. Link saw no weapon on her person, but he knew that a dagger was probably well hidden somewhere along the dress, and if not, Shiekans were masters of martial arts, so they could battle without weapons. The tall woman's skin was quite dark, but not like the Gerudos, who were passed off as having black skin.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know people came to this temple anymore."
The Hylian woman said, as her light blue eyes registered surprise as she gazed at him. The Shiekan's expression was neutral, like his own. Link simply stared at the two. The Hylian woman frowned.
"That sword...could it be...Impa!"
The Hylian woman got the Shiekan's attention when her name was called. She eyed the sword hilt also for a bit before nodding.
"What do you make of it, Zelda? It does look like the Master Sword as shown in the scriptures..."
Impa whispered in the ear of her companion, Zelda. Although it was probably not for him to hear, Link's ultra sensitive hearing picked up the message between the two easily. He saw Zelda nod her head, before turning towards him.
"I never thought I'd see the real Master Sword. That means your the Wielder..."
Zelda said. Link simply kept staring at her, not saying a word. Not to be rude, he just couldn't because he was mute.
"Well? Have you nothing to say...?"
Silence returned after she spoke.
"Can you tell me your name at least?"
Again she got nothing but silence. Her escalated features now turned into a frown.
"Hello? Excuse me, sir?"
She pressed on.
=I have no name.=
He gestured with his hands.
"Oh, you must be a mute. Still, you could have just used sign language earlier."
Zelda told him. Link bowed his head a bit.
=Sorry, I get a bit apprehensive when engaged in a conversation. Most people around here don't know sign language, after all.=
He stated. It was a true fact, as it was so rare for a Hylian to be born mute. That went for most of the races actually, and hardly any actually know how to understand sign language.
"That is understandable. Still, how is it that you were able to obtain the Master Sword?"
Zelda asked. Link could tell she was a very curious person. Still, he did not want to answer that question.
'I'd rather wander alone with as few ties to others as possible if I can, what can I do...?'
He pondered of how he could slip away without further questioning. His answer came soon enough, but it would not end as he would have wanted it to.
"Princess? Princess Zelda, are you here?"
He heard the voice of a male just outside the temple interior, calling out to Zelda. The sound of heave metal grieves could be heard along the stone floor as an armored warrior walked into the temple. His silver armor glinted in the sunlight of the windows as he bowed respectively to the Princess.
"I thought you might be here your highness. Please forgive me if I should be intruding on anything of great importance, but your father has asked for your presence."
The Hylian Knight said in a clear tone. His blonde spiky hair swayed as he got up to a standing position once more.
"I'll be there shortly, Sir Darius. Please go ahead and inform my father that me and Impa have found the Wielder of the Master Sword and that he will be joining us in the castle."
Zelda told the knight. Darius, as she had called him, looked rather surprised, but quickly straightened up again and saluted.
"Understood, your highness. By your leave."
When he left, Link's thoughts were somewhere along the line of...
'Damn...'
Amongst some other choice words as the Princess turned around to face him, holding out her arm.
"Well, Wielder is your name for now until I can think of a better one. Won't you please join us for dinner?"
She offered. He knew it would be rude to not comply, but he still wanted to refuse. He didn't particularly like it when he had other plans and they would have to be put on hold because royalty had to place him at their dinner table.
'It's not like she's actually going to really give me a choice either...if I refuse, she could get offended and send a squad of knights after me...not that I would care but I have other things that need to be done...so I might as well get it over with.
=Verywell, I accept=
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+Master, you've been gone a long time.+
He heard the voice in his head.
+Listen Navi, have you ever dined at a castle before? If not, you just may get that chance.+
***TBC***
Note: This is a relatively boring chapter, but hopefully the next one will be better. Also, thanks to Lunatic Chaos for being the first reviewer. Now, to answer your question, the story will go a bit further after Link obtains his powers, but the majority of this story is how he gets it all back. So the story is mostly normal Link, with a bit of his Fierce Deity side somewhere near the end of this story. Hopefully that answered your question.