CHAPTER FIFTEEN
"Aryll?" came a voice. "Aryll, are you awake? We came to Windfall. When we woke up, pieces of cloth were 'round our eyes, but not yours. Aryll?"
Aryll sleepily came awake. Bryn was looking at her from a dock. She was in her normal form, her human form. It looked slightly odd to Aryll, but she ignored it.
"And why are you in different clothes? Where did you get that stone?" continued Bryn.
"Okay. Yes, I am awake. I am in different clothes because I changed Space." Aryll took a deep breath and began to tell the tale of how she had become the Heroine of Space.
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"D'you think we'll be saved?" Zill asked his brother as they floated on the driftwood.
"Saved?" snorted Joel. "Saved, my eye! We'll be saved when Ganondorf turns nice!"
Zill had missed the sarcasm. He asked enthusiastically, "R-really? When'll that be? Is it gonna be s – "
"Zill," snapped Joel tersely, "that remark was SAR-CAS-TIC!" He pronounced the word slowly and loudly in his brother's ear to emphasize the word.
Zill's eyes sprouted tears and he looked away. "I wish we was home," he wept. "I wish we was with Mum 'nd Da 'nd that we dinnit hafta float on th's log with this sword 'nd that Yaphet was 'live 'nd that Ganondorf had never been borned 'nd that...'nd that..." Zill pushed away his tears and whispered, "I wish that I had never knowned the Hero of Wind! I wish that he had never been borned!"
Joel lifted up the heavy dirk and growled, "Never say that about 'n Outsetter again, Zill!"
"Point that 'way!" yelled Zill, trying to shield his face with his arms and hold onto the driftwood at the same time. "Point it at th' wood!"
"Never say anythin' back 'bout 'n Outsetter again, Zill! Swear it!" Joel shouted.
"PUT THAT SWORD AWAY!" screamed Zill. "POINT IT AWAY, JOEL! YOU COULD KILL YOUR OWN BROTHER!"
Through the anger that had been boiling up inside of him ever since Link had gone on his first journey to save Aryll and the unfairness of it all, Joel heard the word "brother". Joel dropped the sword on the driftwood and whispered, "Zill, I'm sorry." His hands trembled. "I'm really, really sorry."
Zill gazed at Joel and wondered, 'How long will it be until we both crack?'
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"Amazing," declared the King of Red Lions.
"Unbelievable," Bryn murmured.
"There has never been two Heroes at once before," Daphnes mumbled.
"There aren't," corrected Aryll, "'cause there's a Hero and a HE-RO-INE!"
Bryn smiled at the young warrior. "I wonder why the Hero of Time chose today of all days."
Aryll shrugged, but then clapped a hand to her mouth. "MY BIRTHDAY'S IN FOUR DAYS!" she exclaimed.
"Four days?!" Bryn yelped.
"Yes, four days!" Aryll squealed excitedly, but then her happiness faded away. "But...I wish I could be with Grandma and Link, and with all the Outsetters."
Bryn patted her back reassuringly. "Don't worry, Aryll. We'll make it back to Dragon Roost Island in time to have a huge party."
Bryn stood up and waded out into the water, making sure that no one could see her. She turned into a Zora.
"I'm going to go and explore 'round, see if anything had been happening," explained Bryn before diving into the deep.
Aryll stood up too and told the King, "I think I'll go buy some stuff. Want anything, King?"
The King thought for a moment then nodded his head. "I would like someone to repair my sail."
Aryll beamed. Kings had been called selfish, egotistical, complaining, bratty, cruel, stupid, and nasty when they were Princes and Kings, but all that this King wanted was a repaired sail.
"'Course," Aryll nodded, and took the King's sail. She trotted into town, looking for someone to repair the sail.
"Hey, that sail looks pretty beat up," commented a voice. Aryll jerked her head around to see a man with a heavy parka standing behind a stall while a blonde girl in hands called out feebly, "Come to the number one stall for fun!"
"Want me to repair it?" asked the man. "I'm Zunari."
"Sure...I'm Aryll." She handed over the sail and Zunari grunted, "Come back in a few hours. 'Twill be done then."
Aryll nodded and studied the things in the stall.
"Like these?" asked the blonde girl. "This boy comes by here sometimes and gives them to Zunari, who sells them. The boy looks like you..."
"Link?" asked Aryll sharply.
"Aye, that might be his name! One night he caught me – " The girl stopped, reddening, as she looked at Zunari's safe. She cleared her throat. "How did you know?"
"He's, err, my friend." Aryll looked at the figurines and then continued on.
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Aryll bought a potion at Doc Bandam's and played a pig-catching game to earn rupees. She gave some Joy Pendants she had picked up to Mrs. Marie and some Skull Necklaces to a rich and snobbish man. She went to the café and had some tea and then played hide-and-seek with the Killer Bees, who she successfully found. As the setting sun glared in Aryll's eyes as she looked to the West, wondering if Ninnian was okay, she dragged herself down to Zunari's shop. She picked up the sail and went to deliver it to the King o Red Lions. Bryn was there, holding the Master Sword above her head. Aryll was about to scream, "KING, LOOK OUT!" when Bryn swung the Sword down. Aryll gave a gasp as the Sword grazed the King.
"YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HIM!" screamed Aryll, having found her voice. She ran over to the King and yelled, "WHAT WERE YOU DOING?"
Bryn shoved the Master Sword into the ground, laughing. "You'd be a great mother. So overprotective. I was chopping a SPLINTER off of the King!"
Aryll reddened. "A great WHAT?!"
"Great mother, Aryll." She shook her head and picked up the splinter from the sand.
"I do not plan to be a mother," insisted Aryll.
"Well, did I plan on being a Sage? No. Did I plan on owning this staff? No. Did I plan on being a Gerudo? No. did I plan to become the Changer Who Sees All?" Bryn shook her head. "No." Bryn threw the splinter into the water. "Aryll, you cannot plan your life out."
"I know," whined Aryll, "but I want to know what's going on."
"A warrior accepts fate, Heroine. She does not wish to change it." Bryn spoke sternly as she began walking along the beach.
"HEY! Where are you going?" shouted Aryll.
"To clean these weapons with fresh water so that the sea water doesn't rot 'em!" called back Bryn, and walked into the darkness.
() Sorry if it ended kind of stupidly. By the way, I'd like to thank QBO, and ...that's it. $cries$ I want reviiieeeee-ew-ewewews! ()
"Aryll?" came a voice. "Aryll, are you awake? We came to Windfall. When we woke up, pieces of cloth were 'round our eyes, but not yours. Aryll?"
Aryll sleepily came awake. Bryn was looking at her from a dock. She was in her normal form, her human form. It looked slightly odd to Aryll, but she ignored it.
"And why are you in different clothes? Where did you get that stone?" continued Bryn.
"Okay. Yes, I am awake. I am in different clothes because I changed Space." Aryll took a deep breath and began to tell the tale of how she had become the Heroine of Space.
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"D'you think we'll be saved?" Zill asked his brother as they floated on the driftwood.
"Saved?" snorted Joel. "Saved, my eye! We'll be saved when Ganondorf turns nice!"
Zill had missed the sarcasm. He asked enthusiastically, "R-really? When'll that be? Is it gonna be s – "
"Zill," snapped Joel tersely, "that remark was SAR-CAS-TIC!" He pronounced the word slowly and loudly in his brother's ear to emphasize the word.
Zill's eyes sprouted tears and he looked away. "I wish we was home," he wept. "I wish we was with Mum 'nd Da 'nd that we dinnit hafta float on th's log with this sword 'nd that Yaphet was 'live 'nd that Ganondorf had never been borned 'nd that...'nd that..." Zill pushed away his tears and whispered, "I wish that I had never knowned the Hero of Wind! I wish that he had never been borned!"
Joel lifted up the heavy dirk and growled, "Never say that about 'n Outsetter again, Zill!"
"Point that 'way!" yelled Zill, trying to shield his face with his arms and hold onto the driftwood at the same time. "Point it at th' wood!"
"Never say anythin' back 'bout 'n Outsetter again, Zill! Swear it!" Joel shouted.
"PUT THAT SWORD AWAY!" screamed Zill. "POINT IT AWAY, JOEL! YOU COULD KILL YOUR OWN BROTHER!"
Through the anger that had been boiling up inside of him ever since Link had gone on his first journey to save Aryll and the unfairness of it all, Joel heard the word "brother". Joel dropped the sword on the driftwood and whispered, "Zill, I'm sorry." His hands trembled. "I'm really, really sorry."
Zill gazed at Joel and wondered, 'How long will it be until we both crack?'
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"Amazing," declared the King of Red Lions.
"Unbelievable," Bryn murmured.
"There has never been two Heroes at once before," Daphnes mumbled.
"There aren't," corrected Aryll, "'cause there's a Hero and a HE-RO-INE!"
Bryn smiled at the young warrior. "I wonder why the Hero of Time chose today of all days."
Aryll shrugged, but then clapped a hand to her mouth. "MY BIRTHDAY'S IN FOUR DAYS!" she exclaimed.
"Four days?!" Bryn yelped.
"Yes, four days!" Aryll squealed excitedly, but then her happiness faded away. "But...I wish I could be with Grandma and Link, and with all the Outsetters."
Bryn patted her back reassuringly. "Don't worry, Aryll. We'll make it back to Dragon Roost Island in time to have a huge party."
Bryn stood up and waded out into the water, making sure that no one could see her. She turned into a Zora.
"I'm going to go and explore 'round, see if anything had been happening," explained Bryn before diving into the deep.
Aryll stood up too and told the King, "I think I'll go buy some stuff. Want anything, King?"
The King thought for a moment then nodded his head. "I would like someone to repair my sail."
Aryll beamed. Kings had been called selfish, egotistical, complaining, bratty, cruel, stupid, and nasty when they were Princes and Kings, but all that this King wanted was a repaired sail.
"'Course," Aryll nodded, and took the King's sail. She trotted into town, looking for someone to repair the sail.
"Hey, that sail looks pretty beat up," commented a voice. Aryll jerked her head around to see a man with a heavy parka standing behind a stall while a blonde girl in hands called out feebly, "Come to the number one stall for fun!"
"Want me to repair it?" asked the man. "I'm Zunari."
"Sure...I'm Aryll." She handed over the sail and Zunari grunted, "Come back in a few hours. 'Twill be done then."
Aryll nodded and studied the things in the stall.
"Like these?" asked the blonde girl. "This boy comes by here sometimes and gives them to Zunari, who sells them. The boy looks like you..."
"Link?" asked Aryll sharply.
"Aye, that might be his name! One night he caught me – " The girl stopped, reddening, as she looked at Zunari's safe. She cleared her throat. "How did you know?"
"He's, err, my friend." Aryll looked at the figurines and then continued on.
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Aryll bought a potion at Doc Bandam's and played a pig-catching game to earn rupees. She gave some Joy Pendants she had picked up to Mrs. Marie and some Skull Necklaces to a rich and snobbish man. She went to the café and had some tea and then played hide-and-seek with the Killer Bees, who she successfully found. As the setting sun glared in Aryll's eyes as she looked to the West, wondering if Ninnian was okay, she dragged herself down to Zunari's shop. She picked up the sail and went to deliver it to the King o Red Lions. Bryn was there, holding the Master Sword above her head. Aryll was about to scream, "KING, LOOK OUT!" when Bryn swung the Sword down. Aryll gave a gasp as the Sword grazed the King.
"YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HIM!" screamed Aryll, having found her voice. She ran over to the King and yelled, "WHAT WERE YOU DOING?"
Bryn shoved the Master Sword into the ground, laughing. "You'd be a great mother. So overprotective. I was chopping a SPLINTER off of the King!"
Aryll reddened. "A great WHAT?!"
"Great mother, Aryll." She shook her head and picked up the splinter from the sand.
"I do not plan to be a mother," insisted Aryll.
"Well, did I plan on being a Sage? No. Did I plan on owning this staff? No. Did I plan on being a Gerudo? No. did I plan to become the Changer Who Sees All?" Bryn shook her head. "No." Bryn threw the splinter into the water. "Aryll, you cannot plan your life out."
"I know," whined Aryll, "but I want to know what's going on."
"A warrior accepts fate, Heroine. She does not wish to change it." Bryn spoke sternly as she began walking along the beach.
"HEY! Where are you going?" shouted Aryll.
"To clean these weapons with fresh water so that the sea water doesn't rot 'em!" called back Bryn, and walked into the darkness.
() Sorry if it ended kind of stupidly. By the way, I'd like to thank QBO, and ...that's it. $cries$ I want reviiieeeee-ew-ewewews! ()