Lets see now, am I a multibillion-dollar company? …No. Am I rich? …No. Do I own the newest copy of Zelda? …No
Then what makes you think I own Zelda or my name is Nintendo?
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Don't… don't you love me?
Hooves beat down on the ground creating a rhythm of load hollow thuds. A black horse flew through the night, it's rider urging it on. Rain poured from the sky beating down of the sodden grass like a hailstorm of miniature bombs. Thunder growled from above and lightning reached out for it's unsuspecting prey.
And the horse was driven faster.
You say that you do… but do you?
He drove the horse faster and faster, muscle rippled in the horses legs as it was pushed past it's boundaries.
And he still drove it faster.
Why is it so hard… so hard to tell?
The man rode his horse faster and faster not caring about the horse's condition. He was almost standing up, his body so pushed forwards on the horse's back to give it more speed. His white teeth shone in the lightning, his mouth clenched together in an effort to somehow push the horse faster. His grip was tight on the reins, his own muscles straining to make the horse go faster.
Fields was all the eye could see as he pushed on, his horse close to death. His hair blew in the wind making his face all the more serious as his gray eyes starred ahead, unblinking even though the rain pelted on them. His blond hair flowing behind him as he traveled at speeds faster than a horse should be able to go.
Lights.
His sight caught lights in the distance, torches of deep yellow, red, and blue.
He was close… so very close.
He reached behind him and pulled out his bow. He let go of the reins, the horse still plowing onwards, and grabbed an arrow. The horse still went on.
Faster… faster… faster.
He readied the arrow and drew it back, the cord and bow groaning in protest. His muscles in his arm convulsed as he locked on to his target, the first soldier in front of him, dressed all in silver colored armor.
"STAY BACK!" he screamed as he let the arrow loose, the projectile screaming it's way towards it's target.
The arrow plunged it's way through the soldier's faceplate and into the flesh underneath. Blood spurted outwards as the soldier was lifted off the ground by the force of the arrow, his body seemed to float in the air as his being was stripped of life in the two seconds of flight before his crashed to the ground, his arms splayed out around him useless without a mind to control them. Gurgling noises were heard as blood spilled out onto the ground staining it with crimson fluid of a life destroyed, the arrow standing tall out of the faceplate like a feathered flag of death.
The first casualty.
Arrows flew at him like a wave of death as he pushed his horse faster. The whooshing of the projectiles drove him on as he dodged the arrows. His eyes hardened and he reached up and unsheathed his sword, the metallic sliding noise the only sound that called his attention.
Four arrows slammed into his horse's face, one after another. The thud and muffled squelch of the arrows penetrating deep into the horse's skull was all he heard as he leaped form the beast and brought his sword down on his next target.
A spray of blood rushed over his face as the soldier was cleaved easily in half. His shield was at his arm the next second as he blocked an oncoming strike from the soldier to his right. The soldier's sword clanged off of the mirror shield and sent his arm bouncing away.
Link rushed forwards and plunged his blade deep through the man's throat. Blood trailed down the shining blade and over his hands, he twisted the blade ripping a huge hole in the man's throat and turned his attention elsewhere.
Three.
A soldier attacked from his left with a large battle-ax. Link ducked under the attack, the wind rushing from the ax sounding in his ear, and rammed his blade through his enemy's kidney. He did not bother to let the man scream as he pulled out a twelve-inch long blade and shoved it into the man's forehead. The man's eyes rolled into the back of his head through the eyeholes in the helmet and he fell over backwards.
Four.
A battle cry sounded from behind him and he swung his sword in a downward angle as he turned around. He sword cut it's way through the grass and gravel as it made it's way through a semi circle before coming into contact with the soldier's knee. The bottom half of the man's leg flew off as his body toppled over. The next instant the master sword was through his eye and in the ground.
Five.
"Surround him!" rose out from somewhere in front of him. He swung his sword to his side, the tip catching a soldier in his chest and cutting deep into his lung. He held his blade to his side as he crouched low and got ready.
They surrounded like a pack of wolves, their armor clanking loudly. He smirked as the fist brave souls started to advance. He was in motion before they could react.
He spun in a circle, his blade ripping it's way through their bodies, a red glow surrounded his sword and spread out as he spun. The red glow traveled outward cutting the soldiers behind the first wave. Pieces of bodies and limbs flew through the air as link attacked with a skill that made the soldiers look like plants under the attack of a weed whacker.
Twenty-two.
"ATTACK!" they all screamed as the rushed him, blades drawn. He gritted his teeth to the dizziness and summoned a ball of red. With a smirk he slammed it into the ground.
Fire exploded outwards like a dome around him. Screams of agony echoed through the night as flesh was melted from bone by the attack. He watched as a man ran past him, both his arms and the lower part of his face ash and white bone. Another fell to the ground as metal melted itself to his skin, his arms clutching his heart and stomach.
Havoc reeked as the soldiers tried anything to kill him. He lunged forward and beheaded a soldier while dodging a slash at his back. He slammed his shield into a man's face, the sound of metal caving in on his face muffling his screams of pain before link cut his throat with his knife.
Blood sprayed forth staining links already soaked red tunic. His knife was then brought down on another guy's knee giving him enough time to strip him of his legs with a clean swipe through the man's stomach.
He flipped his blade around and stabbed the man behind him before grabbing a bodiless arm and blocking a spear stab with it.
The soldier looked at the skewered arm with fright before a fist ripped it's way through his chest. The soldier starred at link as his life drained away, link shoved him off his arm and into an attacking soldier.
The ax cut clean into the other soldier and lodged itself between his ribs. Link took this opportunity and chucked his knife into the man's skull killing him. Link then took his sword and cut off a man's head by the jaw leaving behind the lower jaw and his neck.
"Kill him!" he spotted him, the commander, and rushed off to kill him. His sword cleaved through enemies as he ran towards the main opponent. Blood spayed out as a line of death was cut through the army, body pats hit the ground and blood flooded the grass but he still pressed on. He spent no longer than six seconds on an enemy as he cleaved his way through the soldiers.
His sword was like a blur of silver death, cutting and killing all that crossed his path. His arm shot up and caught a spear right before it came in contact with his chest. He flipped it around and drove it through a soldier's chest and out his back.
He jumped into the air, his line of destruction visible behind him as time slowed.
He brought the sword above his head, blood dripping down onto the top of his head.
The commander sat on a white horse, his red armor glinting in the sunlight. His helmet was off showing his head. He had a round head, black neatly groomed hair rested on his head. A scar made it's way between his eyes, his dark red eyes.
Links eyes widened as a name flew to him.
Six arrows impacted his body right before his blade came down on his enemy, one in his shoulder, one in his leg, and four in his chest knocking him backwards onto the blood-soaked grass.
"Well look what I found."
Link shot up, his arm reaching out for something that wasn't there. His breath was ragged and his body tense as his eyes adjusted to the morning light. Sweat poured down his body making his white shirt cling to him.
He let out a soft moan and let his body flop back down onto the coach. He brought his hand up and wiped his face, his eyes squinted. He opened his mouth wide again, pain racing through his jaw from clenching his teeth together yet again.
He growled as he slipped his legs over and off the couch and pulled himself to a sitting position. His gray eyes starred out at the room in front of him.
"Norris, you bastard." He growled before he stood up.
The room was a nice size for a living room. It was painted white, a fireplace in the corner, the logs smoldering. There was a large window to the left of the couch he had slept on, the sunlight shone through stinging his eyes. There was a red carpet over the wooden floor, in the corner a portrait of a beautiful woman hung on the wall.
She starred out with bright green eyes, her red hair cascading down onto her shoulders. She stood in front of the house, horses grazing in the background.
"That's my mother." Caught his attention and he turned around to find Malon starring at him. She stood there in a simple white dress, her red hair flowing down just like her mothers.
Blue eyes. His mind told him as he starred at her not saying anything.
"My father always told me that she was a great person. I never met her though, she died giving birth to me. He never showed it but my father was devastated by it, he got lazy and after awhile started sleeping on the job. Soon he let his health go bad and he died. It was like he couldn't function properly without her. Sometimes he seemed like the only reason he was here was to make sure I grew up so he could die knowing that the family would survive. When he got sick he would call me her name thinking she had come back for him. I would always have to lie and act like I was her, then in the morning he would be all happy and tell me stories of how she visited him during the night, it would break my heart seeing him so happy for once. After awhile he stopped talking to me, stop telling me about her coming to visit him. He would look away when I entered his room as if I were some ghost. Because I was a ghost, a ghost of his wife and a ghost of the happy times he had. He would cry all day but at night it was like he was expecting her to come. Every night I would come and talk to him like his wife. He would be so happy, it made me cry when I woke up in the morning knowing that he didn't care for me anymore, I was only a constant reminder of what he had lost. He died in my arms, the whole time telling me that he loved me, but he really loved his wife. Who he thought he was talking to was his wife. He never mentioned me in the last days, I was just a burden, something to be discarded. Sometimes I think that if I wasn't born then-"
"Don't," he interrupted, "never, NEVER think like that. Human beings are meant to die, you should be happy that your mother cared enough for you to give her life for you. Don't you ever regret your mother's choice, it was a choice she made alone and not for you to second guess it. What's done is done, just live on knowing that you were loved." He finished and looked her strait in the eye.
She starred at him shocked, her mouth slightly open as if to say something. After a couple minutes she closed it and smiled at him.
"Thank you link, thank you." And she turned around and walked out of the room. Link yawned and scratched the back of his head; it was time to get dressed.
He looked down at himself, he was only clothed in his boxers and under shirt. He shrugged and went to go find his clothes.
Eggs, bacon, toast, porridge, if it was food then he was eating it. His arm moved a million miles an hour as he shoveled food into his mouth.
"Well at least it's good to know that someone likes my cooking." Malon mumbled as she sat down with a plate of eggs for herself. The table was a nice wooden square table big enough for four.
"Hmmm?" he asked as he swallowed.
"Rusty and Loki haven't even bothered to come downstairs yet, they're still asleep in the guestroom." She sighed as she poked her food with her eggs.
"You want me to talk to them?" he asked as he started to get up.
"No, its fine." She answered with a shake of the head. He looked at her and shrugged. Seconds later he returned to his food with great gusto.
"Besides, I like it with just the two of us." She answered with a smile and started to eat. Link raised an eyebrow at her but smiled.
"So… what are you doing today?" she asked as she took a bite of her eggs.
"Some sort of test to see if we can be nights of Hyrule." He answered as he finished his plate, "thanks for the food." He said with a nod.
"You're welcome. Do you know what type of test it is?" he shook his head as he got up and placed the dishes in the sink. She watched him go, her eyes following his every move. She stood up and walked over to him leaving her eggs uneaten.
"Link I… I… I want to ask a favor of you." She said as she walked up so they were inches apart.
"What?" he asked as he looked down at her with curious eyes.
"Could you… kiss me?" she asked as she looked away. He smirked; she acted like she had never been kissed before.
"But… but do it as if we're already married, as if you loved me." His heart stopped. Love… I'm just getting to know her. Kiss her with the love that I kissed Ann with? can I-
He starred deep into her eyes, her blue orbs to her soul. They pleaded for this; she needed something from him, assurance. He smiled as he starred at her face.
Beautiful.
Her eyes slowly closed as her head tilted to the side.
She slowly advanced, her lips slightly parted.
Am I ready for this?
His heart sped up and his breath caught.
Her arms reached out and grabbed the front of his tunic, her hands holding on with a death grip.
Their faces got closer and closer together. Her breath blew across his lips.
I don't care. He answered as he leaned forwards and sealed their lips together. He felt her hands loosen as he placed his arms around her. Her hair was silky to the touch, her lips warm and smooth.
He opened his mouth and slid his tongue into hers catching her by surprise. Her eyes opened in shock but she didn't refuse him. A light moan escaped her lips as she slowly slid her eyes closed.
"Hey, eggs!" Loki's voice boomed from behind her. They pulled apart in an instant; she spun around to see Rusty and Loki at he breakfast table. She tried to slow her heart as she brought her hand from her chest. She took a deep breath and walked out of the room, her fingers lightly touching her lips.
"Loki, you bald idiot, I was watching that!" Rusty cried from his seat at the table.
"B-but there 're eggs." He cried in excitement as he dug in.
"I'm going to kill you both." Link swore as he sat down.
Link, Rusty, and Loki stood in the middle of a meadow, fog surrounded all making it hard to see but only a couple feet in front of yourself. They were dressed in their normal armor, or lack of it. There was no one else here, they had been guided here by the princess herself but she had left into the fog minutes ago. Link sighed and waited for something to happen.
"Ye who wish to be knights of Hyrule state thy name." A voice boomed out from the fog.
"Link."
"Rusty."
"Loki"
They all called out.
"So be it. Loki, what are you afraid of, growing old, being alone, or indecisiveness?" the voice called out. Loki starred out into the fog unsure if what to say.
What happens if I lie? If I do then do I die. I don't know.
"Indecisiveness." He bellowed out strong as if it wasn't a weakness. The ground opened up and he was sucked into it. Rusty starred at the whole as it closed up, fear rushing through his body.
"Rusty, what is thy desire, to see new places, meet new people, to broaden thy horizons?" The voice boomed out a second later as if Loki had not just been sucked into the ground.
"Broaden my horizons." He called out without a second thought. In the next instant Rusty disappeared. Link starred at were his two friends had been and gulped, this was going to suck.
"So be it. Answer the question to find thy test. Link, what is more important, being number one, having friends, or wining?"It called out.
"Wining."
"So be it." And the voice was gone.
Loki stood there in front of an epic battle. Screams of death and anger flew to his ears as he watched the struggle between powers. A man stood to his side dressed in all black, even his face was covered.
"Join us… join us…" the man's voice hissed out. He sounded evil, a dark aura surrounding him sent shivers down his spine.
"Help us!" called from his other side; he turned to find Edema, queen of Ethanol standing there. She was young, somewhere in her mid twenties. Long black hair traveled down from her head, two long strands making their way down the side of her face. He face was young with certain cuteness to it. Her smooth features and creamy skin calling to him. She was well endowed with her figure. She wore a large black dress, the dress touching the ground.
"help us Loki, you are of our knights aren't you." She cried out as she took a step forward. He nodded and was about to move when he felt a hand on his arm.
"Join us… join us… or lose you sister to us forever." the voice hissed
"No, Jennifer!"
"Kill him and I will show you the way to a new land." A voice hissed from behind him. Rusty looked down to find link asleep before him. In Rusty's hand a knife shone in the light.
"Kill him and I will give you knowledge past anything you shall ever know." Rusty looked at his knife then back at link.
"All the knowledge in the world could be yours. Think of what you could do with that knowledge… you could revive Ann." Rusty looked at the knife again.
Revive Ann? Is it worth it… could I do such a thing for knowledge? He looked down at the sleeping link and sighed.
Sacrifices must be made, the end justifies the means. And he brought the knife down with precision accuracy.
Link cut his way through the massive amounts of enemies. Blood splashed into his face as he tried his hardest and fought on. He spun around and slashed the man behind him. With a simple twist of the wrist he brought his sword around and stabbed the man to his left.
Have to keep going. His mind screamed as he cut through another enemy. There were so many of them.
Too many.
No, I must keep going. He cried out in his mind as he slashed another in the chest.
What's the point?
I must keep going. He decapitated a man to his left before quickly stabbing the man to his right.
Why? An arrow screamed it's way through the air and into his shoulder. He grunted and pulled it out, shrugging off the pain.
I must. He stabbed the man in front of him before pulling off another spin attack.
Can you really? An arrow cut it's way through his leg. He starred down at the gaping hole and battled on.
I must. He created a ball of flame and smashed it into the ground again sending it out around him.
You are a fool. A slash connected with his back sending searing pain through him.
"You will not harm her!" Loki screamed as he drew his blade.
"Join us…" the man called as he took a step forward.
"Help us!" the queen pleaded.
"Join us… for the sake of your sister." The man hissed out.
"Help us, for the sake of your kingdom!" she called out.
W-what do I do? My country or my kin? what do I do?"
The knife sliced into flesh easily, blood spilled out from the wound and stained the cloth around it.
"That was easy." Rusty said as he took a seat at the edge of the bed.
"You can't fool me with a simple trick like this." Rusty said with a sigh as he pulled the blade from his own stomach and stood up knowing the test was over.
"Well done."
Link gritted his teeth together and stood up, blood pouring down his back. He stood up and slashed the nearest enemy and killed him.
I must. He stabbed one and spun around and cut another in half.
You can't
I must. An arrow claimed him in the chest but he went on fighting not caring that an arrow stuck out from him.
You cant, just like you couldn't save Ann.
I must. His blade ripped throughthree enemies in front of him, he groaned form the pain but went on.
I said you can't! The voice screamed as another arrow flew into his chest. He gritted his teeth and pressed on.
You cant! He slashed an enemy to his right, blood pouring down his back.
You cant! Three arrows flew into his body. He staggered and coughed up blood. A sword slash caught him in the collarbone.
I MUST it was in that instant that the triforce of courage and the triforce of power resonated together for the first time.
Loki starred at the man in all black then starred at his queen. Who to choose, who to choose.
"Help us already, our men are dieing!" she screamed as she grabbed his hand and tried to drag him away. He stood were he was and starred at her. With one last look he tuned around and looked at the man in black.
"Some things are more important." He growled before he turned around and walked off with the Queen.
"Well done."
Blood and body parts littered the floor. There had been thousands, maybe millions, but now there was one.
Link starred on as blood slowly seeped from his body. He was covered in it, five arrows stuck out from his body, a large gash made it's way down his back, and a hole was in his leg. He held his sword as he starred out, the blade bobbing up and down in his loose grasp.
I must never loose. He told himself right before his body gave out and her fell backwards into the death covered ground.
"Well done."
"You love me don't you?" she made her way towards him, her light footsteps the only sound in the room.
She was beautiful. Her blood red hair that stretched all the way to her shoulders in long spikes seemed to glow in the light. The hair was smooth but curved outwards on the way down. Her bangs where trimmed so that they ended right above her eyes her thin eyebrows slightly hidden. Her hairstyle always looked as if she had been dunked in water, random strands of hair making their way down the sides of her face. She had piercing green eyes that starred out at you with a certain knowing. Her facial features were smooth and well rounded giving her a cute look. Her lips were smooth and glossy and her cheeks rosy. Her nose was small not detracting from her overall beauty.
Her body was one of a goddess, a body that had perfect curves with no extra anything. She fit perfectly into a dark green dress, the dress hugging her curves. The dresses straps made their way over her petite shoulders, the back of the dress cut into a smooth v-shape exposing the smooth skin of her back. The bottom of the dress stretched to her ankles, a slit on the right side it coming up to her mid thigh. The neck of the dress was cut into a conservative v, three buttons trailing down the middle of her ample bosom.
He watched as she made her way towards him, the smooth sway of her hips catching his attention and the way she seemed to glide stunning him. She walked up and stopped inches away, closer than even Malon, their breath intermingled. She was only two inches shorter than him, their noses touching.
"You love me… right?" she asked as she starred him in the eyes. He looked at her as calm as possible, she was so cute.
"Please, do you-" he interrupted her with a kiss. His mouth captured hers in mid sentence allowing him to easily gain access to her mouth. Their tongue's battled for dominance as their owners experienced bliss. They closed their eyes as they let the feeling overtake them. Link slid his arms around her back and pulled her closer to him. Her arms snaked their way around his neck pulling him down to her. She smiled and moaned into the kiss.
Slowly they pulled apart, Ann slightly nibbling on his upper lip.
"Of course Ann, I will always Love you."
Link stumbled as he walked, his footsteps uneven. He gasped in pain with every step, the arrows digging deeper and deeper into his body. It was still raining, his clothes soaked with water and blood. The enemy had gone, only the corpses of their fallen were there when he had awoken. He staggered on, desperate to get back, to go home.
He saw lights in the distance, bright lights. He smiled, he was almost home. The rain beat down harder and harder as he trudged through the mud to his village.
The lights however seemed to take up the village. He was only feet away from it when he realized that they were not lights, the village was on fire. He grit his teeth together and forced himself to run, the pain almost unbearable.
He couldn't believe his eyes as he ran through the streets in the village, there were burning houses, destroyed fences, and crumbling buildings. But the worst were the men and women that lined the streets, all cold and dead.
They surrounded him, the people he had grown to live with, to be around, to trust. He starred at their bodies as he passed each and every one of them. His body was on autopilot as it kept walking down the streets of the burned and destroyed city.
He finally came to a stop in front of a large clock tower in the middle of the city. Te top of the tower had been knocked over and lay behind it smashing two buildings. What caught his attention and brought him to his senses was the person crucified to the remainder of the clock tower.
It was her.
Her arms were pinned out above her with two swords through her hands. Blood trailed down her palms and on to the rocks the lined the outer walls of the tower. Her hair was matted with blood, her eyes closed. He legs dangled in the air but a knife through her ribcage held her up. Her green dress was stained with blood, the fluid making it look brown. The worst part was that she was still alive.
Link watched as her chest slowly rose and fell. His mouth went dry as he starred at her.
"Ann?" he called out, his voice raspy.
"Ann!?" he called out louder this time. Her eyes fluttered open, a small smile forming on her lips.
"Link… you're back." She whispered loud enough for him to hear, a trail of blood made it's way down her lower lip and onto her chin.
"You'll be ok Ann, you'll-"
"No link, I'm going to die," she chuckled causing a coughing fit that sent more blood trailing form her mouth. A large amount of blood spilled from her lips, the crimson fluid flowing to the ground. She took a deep breath and held it.
"Link I… I'm glad I met you, I had fun." She whispered, her soft voice calming to the spirit.
"N-no." he pleaded.
"I… I just… wanted to know… why you push yourself so hard." She took in another deep breath, her body quivering against the stone.
"Why…" she coughed again sending blood out onto the ground, "don't… don't you love me? You… say that you do… but do you?" she chuckled a little bit, her smile slightly returning.
"Why is it so hard to tell? Because I want to know why… why do you push yourself so hard…"she gasped, pain coursing through her body.
"Is it for me? Do you love me so?" her smile rose to new heights as her eyes seemed to stare through him.
"Or is it for you? Do you hate yourself so?" she looked away as she said this, her eyes sad. She turned back to him, her gaze pleading.
"Because I want you to know," she coughed again, "that I will always love you… no matter what." Her breath seemed to catch and her body went limp. Her head slowly drooped down so that her eyes were starring at the ground, the same pleading expression in them.
"Ann… no… don't go." He pleaded as he fell to his knees. Don't go, his mind pleaded as he starred up at her.
"link…" Loki's voice called off in the distance.
"Link… link... link…" his voice was getting louder. Reinforcements had arrived, too little too late.
"LINK!" Loki screamed in his ear awakening the young man.
"I love you…" Link mumbled as he awoke. Light crashed upon his senses as he sat up. He groaned in discomfort but said nothing.
"I'm flattered." Loki's voice cut through the ringing in his ears.
"Shut up." He mumbled and stood up, his legs shaky underneath him.
"Are ya alright lad?" Loki asked as he put a helpful arm around his shoulder.
"My head hurts but I'm fine." He groaned and pushed the arm away, "where are we?" he asked as he looked around the meadow. It was a large meadow, the grass was a healthy green and the sky seemed bluer here. Thousands of small sprites and fairies floated and flew around them, their glow seemingly healing his sore body.
"Don' know. I woke up 'ere too." Loki said as he sat down.
"Where's Rusty?" link asked as he struggled to stay on his feet.
"Don' know." It was then that Zelda and Rusty walked up. Zelda was dressed in a white gown the truly befitted the princess. Her golden hair flowed behind her as she walked, the light dancing off her eyes.
"Ah, finally awake now are we?" Rusty asked as he stood in front of link and examined him. With a nod he examined Loki.
"The princess and I were just talking about how you both passed the test. There will be a ceremony held tomorrow at the temple so we are to be back here at noon." Rusty said after he finished checking Loki out.
"Ok." Link said simply and sighed. He stretched out his sore arms and took a step. His knees almost gave out from under him but he fought to stay on his feet and staggered toward the direction of what he hoped was home.
Home?
"Wait link, I want to talk to you." Princess Zelda called out after him.
"Sure." He mumbled and watched as his other two friends walked off. Zelda waited for the others to be out of sight before saying anything.
"Link, have you remembered anything from your past?" she asked a hopeful tone in her voice.
"Not really, I haven't been trying… why?" he asked suspicious.
"Well would you try for me?" she asked as she took a step forward.
"Yeah… sure." He said as he raised an eyebrow at her.
"Thanks link." She said and kissed him on the cheek. He starred at her in shock as she winked and walked away, the smile present on her face like none before.
He shook his head and staggered off.
Something is happening here that I don't know of. Must be in my memories. He grumbled as he struggled to catch up to the others.
"So what was that all about?" Rusty asked as they walked down the road towards Lonlon ranch. The sun shone over the peek of the mountains, it would be dark soon.
"Memories." He answered simply.
"And?" Rusty probed.
"She kissed me." He said with a shrug.
"WHAT!? How could ya do that ta me? I said that I wanted 'er! You bastard!" Loki screamed as he drew his sword.
"Calm down Loki!" link screamed as he tried to run away. Rusty just shook his head.
Zelda stood in front of the window with a dreamy look on her face.
"Oh come on, you only kissed him on the cheek. If you want his heart than you have to be more aggressive." Amy broke through her fantasy.
"Then what do you suggest?" she growled as a perfectly good fantasy was ruined.
"Well you could sleep with him." She pointed out.
"WHAT!? And how do you know about that stuff little girl!?" Zelda asked utterly surprised. Amy just smiled and walked away.
"I'm always a step behind her." Zelda growled.
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There it is, chapter two. it looked better before i posted it... anyway, I'm having a hard time staying awake right now so I'll keep this short. I would like to thank all who reviewed; it allowed me to want to write this chapter. I guess I'll try to write and post a chapter whenever I can; hopefully that's a lot.
All right, sleep… thanks.
Demonsaint.
ps, do i need a rating change?