Chapter Three: Nine Years Later ...
Nine years after my death, things were not as happy as they once were for my family. Zelda and Cody did live, but they were not as happy as they once were. Cody was sixteen years old at this time and very lost. Zelda was not as bad as Cody, but she wasn't much better off either. This part takes place one night, when Zelda, Cody, Harold, Hilda, Kaya, and Zelda's 'friend', Jerry were having dinner. None of them were too crazy about Jerry, but they tried to be as polite as possible. It hurt Cody a little bit to see that his mother was starting to date other people. As Zelda tried to start a conversation, Cody just played with his food. "Cody ..." Zelda said. Cody looked up to his mother's gaze. "Would you like to say anything?" Everyone looked at Cody.
"... No. There's really nothing to say when there's no point."
"Well, Jerry asked you a question. He asked what you would think about spending the weekend skiing in the northern mountains of Termina with us."
"Thanks, but no thanks, Mother. I'd sooner pull my teeth out with a wrench then 'spend time' with you, when you hardly spend time with me in the first place!"
"Cody ... "Jerry put his arm around Zelda.
"No, it's alright, Zellie." Cody hated when other people called his mother 'Zellie.' "It's alright if he doesn't want to come."
"No, it's not alright! And you know what else isn't alright? People who act like other people never existed!" Cody threw his napkin on the table and stomped off. Harold, Hilda, Kaya, Zelda, and Jerry looked at each other. Zelda cleared her throat.
"Excuse me a second." She got up and went after Cody. There was a long uncomfortable silence throughout the room.
"So, the Ebola virus. ... That's gotta suck, huh?" Kaya said. Everyone looked at her.
Cody was in his room, sulking in his pillows. There came a knock on the door. "Go away!" The door was locked.
"Sweet – heart, open the door."
"No! I especially don't want to talk to you!" Just then, Zelda transported herself in her room with a ball of light. "I hate it when you do that ... "
"Cody, what did you mean when you said I hardly spend time with you anymore?"
"Hello! Mother, ever since you've gotten with that perky 'I wanna be your buddy' loser, you spend all your time with him and never with me anymore! And I'm your son!"
"That's not true! I spend time with you."
"Name one time in the last month." Zelda stared at him with her arms crossed.
"... Cody, what is this really about? What do you mean by 'pretending that people never existed'?"
"You know what I mean! You're down there acting like Dad never existed!" Zelda sighed.
"Is that what this is about?"
"Mother, no matter how hard you try, you'll never know what this is about!"
"Cody! Calm yourself!"
"Why should I?!" Zelda started raising her voice too.
"Because I lost him too!!!" Cody didn't say anything. "I know how you're feeling, Cody."
"How could you possibly know how I'm feeling?!" Zelda was fed up. She had had enough of his mouth.
"Alright, that's it, Young Man!" Zelda took Cody's hand and transported him to my grave in a ball of light."
Zelda transported Cody to the graveyard, in front of my grave. Cody twisted to get away from Zelda's grip. "Why have you brought me here, Mother?!"
"You listen to me, Cody! If you want someone to be mad at, be mad at him!" Zelda pointed to my headstone. Cody didn't know where she was going with this. "It's okay to hate your father right now, Cody!"
"What?! No! I – I can't!"
"Listen. When your father first died, I hated him for the fact that he left the two of his here alone, and me with no shoulder to cry on." Cody stared into his mother's teary eyes with his own.
"Mother, I'm so sorry ... "Zelda kissed him on the cheek.
"It's okay. I still have you. And it's okay to be angry, Sweet – heart." Zelda put her hand on Cody's cheek. He went over to my grave and started at it for a while. Then, he let out his hidden rage.
"How dare you leave us like this!?" Cody pounded on my headstone, crying. "You can't leave us! Come back, we need you!" Cody still pounded when Zelda took him in her arms and made him face her. They were both crying hysterically.
"It's okay, Cody! I miss him too!" Zelda and Cody both hugged, while they both cried by my grave.
A few hours later, Cody had calmed down and was in his room. There came another knock at the door. "Come in." It was Zelda.
"Hey. You feeling better?"
"A little." Zelda sat down next to Cody on his bed and brushed her fingers in his hair.
"Baby, what are you holding?" Cody opened his hand and revealed that he was holding the Ocarina of Time.
"It was the last present Dad gave me before ... he died."
"Oh, Sweet – heart ..."
"He said that because he's connected to time, that if the Song of Time is played on it, then he can hear it."
"Well, your father always was mysterious."
"I'm just going to go to bed now, Mother."
"Alright. I love you, Baby."
"I love you too, Mother." Zelda kissed Cody on his forehead and left. Just as she left, Angelous thundered into Cody's room.
"Your mother gets a little bit more spaced out every time I see her." He chuckled. Cody just sat there and hung his head.
"... Hi, Grandpa ... "Angelous looked at Cody with his arms crossed.
"What's the matter?" Cody just hung his head. Angelous' mood lowered to a more serious tone. "You're thinking about him, aren't you?" Cody slowly nodded his head. Angelous let out a helpless sigh. "Cody, you have to stop torturing yourself."
"Grandpa, what was he like?" Angelous stared into his grandson's turquoise eyes for a few seconds.
"What do you mean?"
"What was Dad like?" Angelous scoffed.
"Cody, you know what your father was like." Cody sat up in his bed.
"Well, each and every day, I find it just a little bit harder to remember him." Angelous shook his head, symbolizing that he understood.
"That makes sense. You were a young child when he died." Cody repeated his never - answered question.
"What was he like?" Angelous just walked over to Cody's dresser and started making some kind of concoction.
"Your father was a person who went out of his way just to do what was right. And wasn't one to take commands lightly." He turned his head to face Cody. "I swear you look just like him." Cody giggled.
"Really, I always thought I looked like you." Angelous chuckled and walked over to Cody's bed with his concoction.
"Well, maybe that's because you look like your father, and your father looked like me. It's what we in the adult world like to call 'family resemblance.'" He sat down next to Cody with a bowl in his hands. "Here, eat this. It's good for you." Cody looked at the soup – like substance that was given to him. He hesitated to taste it, but he did anyway. When he did, he spit it right back out.
"Ugh! I can tell, it tastes awful!" Angelous laughed at hearing this. "What are you laughing at?"
"You. That's exactly what your father said when he first tried it. You have no idea how much you're like him." Cody smiled.
An hour after Angelous left, Cody looked out his window and over to the statue of me that Market City had made. "You said I could count on you for anything. Well, look at you now. How can I compare to you? You're everyone's hero. I'm only your son." Cody looked at the ocarina in his hand. He remembered the day I gave it to him. "He actually expected me to believe that he can hear the Song of Time anywhere? Let's see." He played the Song of Time on the Ocarina of Time. Little did he know that up in the sky, a distant star was twinkling brightly as he played. Then the song came to an end. He sighed. "Stupid ocarina ... I'm going to bed." He put it on his nightstand and went to sleep. The ocarina started glowing.
The next morning, Cody woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. He looked at it, still half asleep. "Six o'clock?" He stopped the alarm and thought for a second. "I didn't even set that thing."
"No, but I did." He heard an echoing voice say. He looked up and saw ... me. It was my spirit. I was wearing a white shirt, with white pants, with a rope for a belt, and matching white hate and foot covers. I was a spirit, so I was transparent, with a heavenly yellow glow surrounding me. I was cross – armed, smiling at Cody. He jumped when he saw me. He fell to the floor.
"W – Who ... who are you?!" He asked, panicking.
"What? You don't recognize your own father?" Cody stood up in a hurry.
"You are not my father!"
"I think I might know who I fathered and who I didn't." Cody ran out of his room and slammed the door shut. He was breathing heavily while leaning against the door. Without him noticing, I walked right through the door. "Think that's gonna work?" Cody jumped.
"Just leave me alone!" He started to run away.
"Hey, c'mon now, Rugrat! I haven't seen you in nine years, and this is how you treat me?" Cody stopped in his tracks.
"... 'Rugrat'?" He turned to face me. "How did you know that that's what my dad used to call me?" I looked at him. "... Unless you really are ... Dad?" I nodded and chuckled at the same time.
"Yeah, it's me." Cody fell to his knees.
"Oh my goddesses ... Dad, what are you doing here?" I threw Cody's clothes at him with my telekinesis. I still had that power, because being a spirit; I couldn't touch anything because of my lack of a body.
"Here. Put some pants on. Then we'll talk."
Cody and I began a long conversation in his room. "So Dad, why are you here?"
"How should I know? You were the one who played the Song of Time on the Ocarina of Time." Cody looked at me.
"I thought you were making that up!"
"Why would I make that up? I told you that I could hear it wherever I am. And apparently, the Hero of Time inside me is still alive." Cody looked shocked.
"Kyrita incariontina ..." He mumbled in ancient Hyrulean.
"Hey, watch your language." Just then, there came a knock on the door. It was Zelda. Cody hesitated to how she would react on seeing her deceased husband after nine years.
"Morning, Sweetie. Are you better?" Cody was still nervous.
"Uh ... yeah. Um, Mother, do you notice anything ... strange?" Zelda looked around.
"No, not really."
"Are you sure?" I leaned over to Cody.
"Forget it. She can't see me." Zelda walked over to Cody's side.
"Sweet – heart, are you okay?" Cody snapped back into reality.
"I'm fine, Mother. You're going skiing, right?"
"That's right. So I'll see you in two days."
"Okay. Bye, Mother. I love you." Zelda kissed Cody and hugged him lightly.
"I love you too." Then she left. Cody sighed. I just stood there, waiting for Cody to say something. Finally, he turned around, and said something.
"So, Dad ... how are you?" I looked at him with a 'you're kidding, right?' look."
"... I'm dead, Cody." Cody shrugged.
"I guess it can't get worse then that." I shrugged too. "Hey, Dad, how come you didn't become a full god like Grandpa said you would?" I scoffed.
"I have no idea. I thought that once I died in my mortal half, I'd become a full god. But it didn't happen. I should have known that everything your grandfather ever told me was a lie." Just as luck would have it, Angelous thundered in as soon as I said those words.
"On the contrary, Link. Everything I've told you has happened, but it's taken time to take affect. Everything I told you was true."
"Hello, Angelous. Nice to see you after all this time."
"Same here. However, you're looking a little dead around the eyes, Link." Angelous joked.
"Five minutes, and already he's putting me down." Angelous giggled.
"Wait, Grandpa ... you can see him?" Angelous nodded, cross – armed.
"Yes, I see him. And through him too." I rolled my eyes.
"Well, I am a spirit."
"Then ... how come Mother didn't see him?" Both Angelous and I both laughed. Cody looked at us with a confused face.
"You can see me because you're the one who played the Song of Time." Cody nodded. That made sense.
"And I can see him because I am a god. Your mother is only a mortal."
"So, what's the problem that you need help with, Rugrat?" Cody looked at me.
"I don't have a problem."
"Cody, you wouldn't have played the song if you didn't have a problem that needs to be fixed.
"No problem here, Dad, not at all." As clearly as he could see through me, I could see through him as well. Metaphorically speaking, of course, but you get what I mean. He was lying. But, I decided to play it out.
"Alright. Well, I'll be down in the training room if you need me." I stated, going through the door, and out of the room. Angelous and Cody both watched me leave.
"Boy, this is way more then I can handle. Still, it's kinda cool having your dad come back from the dead just to see you." Cody said. Angelous looked at him, nodding his head.
"What's cool is you getting to school on time." Cody's eyes flew wide open.
"Grandpa, you wouldn't!"
"Oh, I would."
"No, Grandpa, no!"
"Good – bye, Cody." Before Cody could say another word, Angelous used his powers to thunder Cody to school. "One down, one to go."
In the school, Cody's school rival, Neil Zelman was in the boy's restroom, trying to pop a pimple on his face when Cody thundered into one of the stalls. "Very funny, Grandpa ... "He said to himself. As he came out of the stall, he saw Zelman. "Zelman!" Zelman glared at Cody.
"Raven!" Cody stared for a few seconds.
"Hey, nice zit." Zelman ran to try and hit Cody, but Cody shimmered out of the way, without even meaning to and Zelman was knocked unconscious. Cody smiled to himself and walked out of the restroom.
Meanwhile, I was keeping myself busy by playing darts using my telekinesis. I didn't even have to use it for accuracy, because I'm ... was the best archer in all of Hyrule. Just as I threw a dart at the target, Angelous came down the stairs and caught the dart right before it hit him in the heart. "I can see that your game hasn't changed much." I sighed.
"I don't get it. I know that he called me down here for something. I'm just not sure what it is." Angelous looked at me for awhile, not saying anything. And it was making me nervous.
"Link, meet me at Death Mountain." He thundered away as soon as he said that. Death Mountain was always the place where Angelous and I talked about everything. For some reason, it just seemed to be the right place. I have no idea why. All I know is is that when Angelous tells me to meet him at Death Mountain, he usually wants to talk. So I shimmered to the mountain.
Nine years after my death, things were not as happy as they once were for my family. Zelda and Cody did live, but they were not as happy as they once were. Cody was sixteen years old at this time and very lost. Zelda was not as bad as Cody, but she wasn't much better off either. This part takes place one night, when Zelda, Cody, Harold, Hilda, Kaya, and Zelda's 'friend', Jerry were having dinner. None of them were too crazy about Jerry, but they tried to be as polite as possible. It hurt Cody a little bit to see that his mother was starting to date other people. As Zelda tried to start a conversation, Cody just played with his food. "Cody ..." Zelda said. Cody looked up to his mother's gaze. "Would you like to say anything?" Everyone looked at Cody.
"... No. There's really nothing to say when there's no point."
"Well, Jerry asked you a question. He asked what you would think about spending the weekend skiing in the northern mountains of Termina with us."
"Thanks, but no thanks, Mother. I'd sooner pull my teeth out with a wrench then 'spend time' with you, when you hardly spend time with me in the first place!"
"Cody ... "Jerry put his arm around Zelda.
"No, it's alright, Zellie." Cody hated when other people called his mother 'Zellie.' "It's alright if he doesn't want to come."
"No, it's not alright! And you know what else isn't alright? People who act like other people never existed!" Cody threw his napkin on the table and stomped off. Harold, Hilda, Kaya, Zelda, and Jerry looked at each other. Zelda cleared her throat.
"Excuse me a second." She got up and went after Cody. There was a long uncomfortable silence throughout the room.
"So, the Ebola virus. ... That's gotta suck, huh?" Kaya said. Everyone looked at her.
Cody was in his room, sulking in his pillows. There came a knock on the door. "Go away!" The door was locked.
"Sweet – heart, open the door."
"No! I especially don't want to talk to you!" Just then, Zelda transported herself in her room with a ball of light. "I hate it when you do that ... "
"Cody, what did you mean when you said I hardly spend time with you anymore?"
"Hello! Mother, ever since you've gotten with that perky 'I wanna be your buddy' loser, you spend all your time with him and never with me anymore! And I'm your son!"
"That's not true! I spend time with you."
"Name one time in the last month." Zelda stared at him with her arms crossed.
"... Cody, what is this really about? What do you mean by 'pretending that people never existed'?"
"You know what I mean! You're down there acting like Dad never existed!" Zelda sighed.
"Is that what this is about?"
"Mother, no matter how hard you try, you'll never know what this is about!"
"Cody! Calm yourself!"
"Why should I?!" Zelda started raising her voice too.
"Because I lost him too!!!" Cody didn't say anything. "I know how you're feeling, Cody."
"How could you possibly know how I'm feeling?!" Zelda was fed up. She had had enough of his mouth.
"Alright, that's it, Young Man!" Zelda took Cody's hand and transported him to my grave in a ball of light."
Zelda transported Cody to the graveyard, in front of my grave. Cody twisted to get away from Zelda's grip. "Why have you brought me here, Mother?!"
"You listen to me, Cody! If you want someone to be mad at, be mad at him!" Zelda pointed to my headstone. Cody didn't know where she was going with this. "It's okay to hate your father right now, Cody!"
"What?! No! I – I can't!"
"Listen. When your father first died, I hated him for the fact that he left the two of his here alone, and me with no shoulder to cry on." Cody stared into his mother's teary eyes with his own.
"Mother, I'm so sorry ... "Zelda kissed him on the cheek.
"It's okay. I still have you. And it's okay to be angry, Sweet – heart." Zelda put her hand on Cody's cheek. He went over to my grave and started at it for a while. Then, he let out his hidden rage.
"How dare you leave us like this!?" Cody pounded on my headstone, crying. "You can't leave us! Come back, we need you!" Cody still pounded when Zelda took him in her arms and made him face her. They were both crying hysterically.
"It's okay, Cody! I miss him too!" Zelda and Cody both hugged, while they both cried by my grave.
A few hours later, Cody had calmed down and was in his room. There came another knock at the door. "Come in." It was Zelda.
"Hey. You feeling better?"
"A little." Zelda sat down next to Cody on his bed and brushed her fingers in his hair.
"Baby, what are you holding?" Cody opened his hand and revealed that he was holding the Ocarina of Time.
"It was the last present Dad gave me before ... he died."
"Oh, Sweet – heart ..."
"He said that because he's connected to time, that if the Song of Time is played on it, then he can hear it."
"Well, your father always was mysterious."
"I'm just going to go to bed now, Mother."
"Alright. I love you, Baby."
"I love you too, Mother." Zelda kissed Cody on his forehead and left. Just as she left, Angelous thundered into Cody's room.
"Your mother gets a little bit more spaced out every time I see her." He chuckled. Cody just sat there and hung his head.
"... Hi, Grandpa ... "Angelous looked at Cody with his arms crossed.
"What's the matter?" Cody just hung his head. Angelous' mood lowered to a more serious tone. "You're thinking about him, aren't you?" Cody slowly nodded his head. Angelous let out a helpless sigh. "Cody, you have to stop torturing yourself."
"Grandpa, what was he like?" Angelous stared into his grandson's turquoise eyes for a few seconds.
"What do you mean?"
"What was Dad like?" Angelous scoffed.
"Cody, you know what your father was like." Cody sat up in his bed.
"Well, each and every day, I find it just a little bit harder to remember him." Angelous shook his head, symbolizing that he understood.
"That makes sense. You were a young child when he died." Cody repeated his never - answered question.
"What was he like?" Angelous just walked over to Cody's dresser and started making some kind of concoction.
"Your father was a person who went out of his way just to do what was right. And wasn't one to take commands lightly." He turned his head to face Cody. "I swear you look just like him." Cody giggled.
"Really, I always thought I looked like you." Angelous chuckled and walked over to Cody's bed with his concoction.
"Well, maybe that's because you look like your father, and your father looked like me. It's what we in the adult world like to call 'family resemblance.'" He sat down next to Cody with a bowl in his hands. "Here, eat this. It's good for you." Cody looked at the soup – like substance that was given to him. He hesitated to taste it, but he did anyway. When he did, he spit it right back out.
"Ugh! I can tell, it tastes awful!" Angelous laughed at hearing this. "What are you laughing at?"
"You. That's exactly what your father said when he first tried it. You have no idea how much you're like him." Cody smiled.
An hour after Angelous left, Cody looked out his window and over to the statue of me that Market City had made. "You said I could count on you for anything. Well, look at you now. How can I compare to you? You're everyone's hero. I'm only your son." Cody looked at the ocarina in his hand. He remembered the day I gave it to him. "He actually expected me to believe that he can hear the Song of Time anywhere? Let's see." He played the Song of Time on the Ocarina of Time. Little did he know that up in the sky, a distant star was twinkling brightly as he played. Then the song came to an end. He sighed. "Stupid ocarina ... I'm going to bed." He put it on his nightstand and went to sleep. The ocarina started glowing.
The next morning, Cody woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. He looked at it, still half asleep. "Six o'clock?" He stopped the alarm and thought for a second. "I didn't even set that thing."
"No, but I did." He heard an echoing voice say. He looked up and saw ... me. It was my spirit. I was wearing a white shirt, with white pants, with a rope for a belt, and matching white hate and foot covers. I was a spirit, so I was transparent, with a heavenly yellow glow surrounding me. I was cross – armed, smiling at Cody. He jumped when he saw me. He fell to the floor.
"W – Who ... who are you?!" He asked, panicking.
"What? You don't recognize your own father?" Cody stood up in a hurry.
"You are not my father!"
"I think I might know who I fathered and who I didn't." Cody ran out of his room and slammed the door shut. He was breathing heavily while leaning against the door. Without him noticing, I walked right through the door. "Think that's gonna work?" Cody jumped.
"Just leave me alone!" He started to run away.
"Hey, c'mon now, Rugrat! I haven't seen you in nine years, and this is how you treat me?" Cody stopped in his tracks.
"... 'Rugrat'?" He turned to face me. "How did you know that that's what my dad used to call me?" I looked at him. "... Unless you really are ... Dad?" I nodded and chuckled at the same time.
"Yeah, it's me." Cody fell to his knees.
"Oh my goddesses ... Dad, what are you doing here?" I threw Cody's clothes at him with my telekinesis. I still had that power, because being a spirit; I couldn't touch anything because of my lack of a body.
"Here. Put some pants on. Then we'll talk."
Cody and I began a long conversation in his room. "So Dad, why are you here?"
"How should I know? You were the one who played the Song of Time on the Ocarina of Time." Cody looked at me.
"I thought you were making that up!"
"Why would I make that up? I told you that I could hear it wherever I am. And apparently, the Hero of Time inside me is still alive." Cody looked shocked.
"Kyrita incariontina ..." He mumbled in ancient Hyrulean.
"Hey, watch your language." Just then, there came a knock on the door. It was Zelda. Cody hesitated to how she would react on seeing her deceased husband after nine years.
"Morning, Sweetie. Are you better?" Cody was still nervous.
"Uh ... yeah. Um, Mother, do you notice anything ... strange?" Zelda looked around.
"No, not really."
"Are you sure?" I leaned over to Cody.
"Forget it. She can't see me." Zelda walked over to Cody's side.
"Sweet – heart, are you okay?" Cody snapped back into reality.
"I'm fine, Mother. You're going skiing, right?"
"That's right. So I'll see you in two days."
"Okay. Bye, Mother. I love you." Zelda kissed Cody and hugged him lightly.
"I love you too." Then she left. Cody sighed. I just stood there, waiting for Cody to say something. Finally, he turned around, and said something.
"So, Dad ... how are you?" I looked at him with a 'you're kidding, right?' look."
"... I'm dead, Cody." Cody shrugged.
"I guess it can't get worse then that." I shrugged too. "Hey, Dad, how come you didn't become a full god like Grandpa said you would?" I scoffed.
"I have no idea. I thought that once I died in my mortal half, I'd become a full god. But it didn't happen. I should have known that everything your grandfather ever told me was a lie." Just as luck would have it, Angelous thundered in as soon as I said those words.
"On the contrary, Link. Everything I've told you has happened, but it's taken time to take affect. Everything I told you was true."
"Hello, Angelous. Nice to see you after all this time."
"Same here. However, you're looking a little dead around the eyes, Link." Angelous joked.
"Five minutes, and already he's putting me down." Angelous giggled.
"Wait, Grandpa ... you can see him?" Angelous nodded, cross – armed.
"Yes, I see him. And through him too." I rolled my eyes.
"Well, I am a spirit."
"Then ... how come Mother didn't see him?" Both Angelous and I both laughed. Cody looked at us with a confused face.
"You can see me because you're the one who played the Song of Time." Cody nodded. That made sense.
"And I can see him because I am a god. Your mother is only a mortal."
"So, what's the problem that you need help with, Rugrat?" Cody looked at me.
"I don't have a problem."
"Cody, you wouldn't have played the song if you didn't have a problem that needs to be fixed.
"No problem here, Dad, not at all." As clearly as he could see through me, I could see through him as well. Metaphorically speaking, of course, but you get what I mean. He was lying. But, I decided to play it out.
"Alright. Well, I'll be down in the training room if you need me." I stated, going through the door, and out of the room. Angelous and Cody both watched me leave.
"Boy, this is way more then I can handle. Still, it's kinda cool having your dad come back from the dead just to see you." Cody said. Angelous looked at him, nodding his head.
"What's cool is you getting to school on time." Cody's eyes flew wide open.
"Grandpa, you wouldn't!"
"Oh, I would."
"No, Grandpa, no!"
"Good – bye, Cody." Before Cody could say another word, Angelous used his powers to thunder Cody to school. "One down, one to go."
In the school, Cody's school rival, Neil Zelman was in the boy's restroom, trying to pop a pimple on his face when Cody thundered into one of the stalls. "Very funny, Grandpa ... "He said to himself. As he came out of the stall, he saw Zelman. "Zelman!" Zelman glared at Cody.
"Raven!" Cody stared for a few seconds.
"Hey, nice zit." Zelman ran to try and hit Cody, but Cody shimmered out of the way, without even meaning to and Zelman was knocked unconscious. Cody smiled to himself and walked out of the restroom.
Meanwhile, I was keeping myself busy by playing darts using my telekinesis. I didn't even have to use it for accuracy, because I'm ... was the best archer in all of Hyrule. Just as I threw a dart at the target, Angelous came down the stairs and caught the dart right before it hit him in the heart. "I can see that your game hasn't changed much." I sighed.
"I don't get it. I know that he called me down here for something. I'm just not sure what it is." Angelous looked at me for awhile, not saying anything. And it was making me nervous.
"Link, meet me at Death Mountain." He thundered away as soon as he said that. Death Mountain was always the place where Angelous and I talked about everything. For some reason, it just seemed to be the right place. I have no idea why. All I know is is that when Angelous tells me to meet him at Death Mountain, he usually wants to talk. So I shimmered to the mountain.