~ Disclaimer ~ I don't own Hyrule, Zelda, any of those characters and yadda
yadda.
To all the fellow authors out there, don't you hate it when you write yourself into a corner? X_X; That as well as a few personal issues have arisen, thus why this chapter is so late to come. Hopefully, you can hang on, neh?
Kohachan: Might as well come out and say it, Shadow Girl . . .
I know. Okay. My friend and co-writer is going through a move and has requested that this story be set on pause for until he can return to the Internet. He is leaving very soon. But he will be gone for four months. Now, after struggling with that decision, I'm leaving it up to you, the reader.
If I can get enough reviews telling me to continue, I might go ahead and keep writing. If not, then this story will be set on stop for four months before it ends. Yes, the end is coming.
Setting that issue aside, onto the dedications! ^_^
Ezzyelf: New reviewer! Hello! Sorry you don't like Oni. Yet he is a main character right with Link ^_^;;
Jelie36: Thanks! Well, Andrake has powers in his own sword as well as skills as a swordsman. Gramps thought that Andrake might have brought that darkness from the blade. So, he didn't trust the ex-knight with it. True, that wouldn't have happened, but that's why Andrake can't carry it.
LunaYami: You've finally posted something! Yay! Everyone, check her work out, please. *Looks away from Tarawen's glance* The story of her history is a very nice read! Trust me on that!! And thanks, but this chapter had to be at least attempted soon.
MonoChronos: We'll miss you! T_T But you pretty much summed up what was going on in a nutshell. Gracias, mi amigo! And how will Malon react? We will have to find out! ^_^;
Erinamation-limited2-nothing: Hello, new reviewer! Hmm . . .
Angle1: Nani? For a certain person? @_@; Talking about the Dark Moon Blade that Cait is carrying? That's for Demon Zolaris since he is carrying the Light Warrior's (now you know I can't tell who that is yet) sword. As for Katie . . . she's NOT dead . . . but she is kind of out of the picture for a while. She'll be back. -_^
Well, if it is that the story will be stopped for a while, then this will be the final chapter for a very . . .very long time. @_@; I thought one month was torture . . . *shakes head sharply* Well, on with the chapter already!
Shadow Knight: Hey!! Did you forget about me?!?!? *Is still mounted on a flag pole*
Umm . . . yes? ^_^;
Shadow Knight: . . . *sweatdrops* I will get you for this . . .
*Ignores the threat for now* Chapter time!!
~~~~~~~
~ Settling In ~
Snow had fallen to create a blanket on the ground by the afternoon. Despite the cold, horses all over the ranch seemed undisturbed by it. Their thick winter coats helping them to stay warm as they continued in their running around and shorting steam clouds in the air.
Only a few turned their heads to look at a wagon being pulled by one of the matriarchs of the heard and flanked by four people. Two they all recognized as to be their kind and caring owners. The other two stirred their curiosity more than fear.
Malon jogged ahead of the wagon as her father and the two Sheikah walked beside it, making sure none of the crates lost balance. Malon reached the wooden wall beside the horse stalls as the wagon was finally stopped then braced by a few bricks before the mare was unhitched and taken by Malon to be cared for. Zolaris sneezed again and cursed the cold once more, wondering how he would survive much longer in it. Toloran grinned slightly at his younger friend as he undid a few ropes that had mostly held the crates still on the steep hill leading to the ranch entrance.
Behind them just running up the path was a young, green-clad boy who was busy trying to recall the words and gestures of apology in his mind. Despite he had everything sorted by then, Link was rapidly forgetting each and every word as he was closer to those he'd have to explain to. By the time he saw the two Sheikah and Talon all working to unload the cart, he decided he would regain his explanation for Malon when he had to meet up with her.
For the moment, though, they seemed to need help in unloading the cart. "Hey, guys!" He couldn't wait to tell them of Crystal, after all. Zolaris already had a crate and was carrying it to the barn to set where Malon told him to but looked to Link instead, shaking his head as another snowflake fell on his numb nose. "Toloran, Talon, Malon, Link is back!" He called to the others as both Toloran and Talon were busy loading the crates away.
Setting the crates down where they were, each went to see Link and Malon went far enough to tackle the boy in a hug upon seeing his return. Even if she didn't remember those seven years and seeing Link as an adult, for that never did happen, she and he were still fast friends after Link was once more made a kid. Talon grinned at the sight as he braced himself on the cart and waited for the others to continue helping.
"Link, what is the news? Is Crystal well? What happened?" Zolaris was swift with his answers. It seemed as though the Kitsune's curiosity was rubbed off onto him. Link was too busy laughing and trying to get Malon to settle down even as she scolded him is a friendly tone for his being late.
Soon, she got off of him and both she and Toloran helped the young Hylian up out of the snow. Link patted himself down, a wide grin never leaving his face as he held thumbs up to them. "Crystal is just fine. What's better, is that so is Navi! She is a purple fairy now, though. But they are both well and at the castle!"
Toloran smiled at the news and nodded, "That is for the best then. When we are done here, we can regroup and see them for ourselves. But for now, you can help us with unloading the cart." Zolaris rubbed his hands together but to no avail as he looked to Link, "By any chance, have you seen Kohachan? And what about Tarawen? She was with you, after all."
Slapping his forehead for forgetting about the Kitsune as well, Link was quick to explain, "Tarawen and I were with the Kokiri until Crystal and Navi got better. We went to the castle to meet with Zelda and the other sages. Zelda is the princess of this land and the sages are her friends and fellow protectors of this land. She also is a sage. But when we got there, Kohachan was also there. Zelda explained more about this legend to the others as well as the swords."
Something nagged at Link, telling him to not tell them everything for some reason. Ignoring the warning, he continued, "We took a short break and Kohachan took off with Tarawen chasing after him. Turns out, Kohachan's home was vandalized. Burned to the ground. Kohachan let his demon take control, apparently, and he went far enough to fight Tarawen. I waited with them until he calmed down and the last I saw of them both, they were going into the forest probably to clean up. I told them to go to Kakariko and Tarawen assured that they would be there."
Though Talon and Malon were pretty much lost in the explanation, Toloran and Zolaris were both thoughtful. Hearing about Kohachan's demon grabbed and held Zolaris thoughts. So, it was true that Kohachan trusted his demon enough to give him free reign? But then he did attack Tarawen. The cold was forgotten as Zolaris stewed over this bit of information. He decided then to see his friend as soon as he could. A light bulb seemed to go off in his head.
"Nin mellones, this cold is too much. If no one minds, I believe I will try to thaw out somewhat . . ." Link quickly provided, "Sure. I'll take your place in this. Go ahead and warm up."
Nodding and ignoring the guilt of lying, Zolaris pulled the cloak tighter around himself and went into the main house as Talon silently directed. He set the cloak aside, wanting to find a new, dry one before he left again. The warmth of the house was tempting enough that he wanted to stay. Nonetheless, his curiosity of Kohachan's demon as well as his wonder of how both he and Tarawen fared was over-powering his want to stay.
A new cloak was easy enough to find. The other one was set on the large table so it would dry faster. With one glance into the home once more and knowing he was going to regret leaving the warmth of it, Zolaris prepared himself for a quick departure.
The crates were nearly completely unloaded as Talon was about ready to quit for the moment. He was not used to such work just yet. Link kept himself busy, hoping he didn't look like he was avoiding talking to Malon . . . since he was. Rather he called to Talon as thoughts of a familiar home entered his mind, "Talon, if you don't mind, can I stay on the ranch for a while? Living in the castle wouldn't be very comfortable after traveling, you know?"
"Sure, Link, but you'll have to pull your own weight around here. And help Malon with the chores, of course." The large man grinned jovially as he winked at a blushing Link. So busy were they in talking about old times as well as settling where Link would stay, the only one to see the quick movement from the house to the field was Toloran.
Despite his suspicion, Toloran didn't call attention to the young Sheikah. He knew that Zolaris was going off to find an answer to questions nagging at him. Problems that have stayed within his heart for longer than the young man could remember now. Toloran turned his shoulder to the boy as Zolaris swept a glance over the horses, judging which would be the fastest among them.
All that can be done, Toloran thought as Zolaris straddled a horse, is hope for the best. "Good luck . . ."
Zolaris spoke quickly to the horse yet turned back just once more to meet Toloran's glance. Both held eyes for a moment. Understanding passed between them before Zolaris gave a sharp jab to his mounts' sides before jumping it over one of the high walls, hoping Malon and Talon would not hold him as a horse thief. Toloran, hopefully, would assure them of that.
The landing wasn't as soft as he would have hoped and he found himself in was a part he hadn't seen through the snow or from the direction where the entrance to the ranch was. Nonetheless, like a sixth sense, Zolaris was able to direct the mount toward the east and toward Kakariko.
~~~~~
Long moments passed in silence between Sheikah and Kitsune. Tarawen wanted badly to ask several questions at once. Yet she could feel Kohachan's mind stirring in confusion, anger, regret, relief, too many things. She wondered how he would have been had she let him killed the one who destroyed his home. Sighing to herself, she carefully balanced herself on top of his head and remained silent.
Though snow fell thickly enough to limit sigh through the woods, Kohachan was wondering toward Hyrule field just beside the entrance of Kakariko. He would not trust himself in the same town as the Carpenter family. He would have to seek justice in another way. Have to tell the king of the incident even.
Yet, there was no solid proof that it was the carpenters. The symbol on the picture frame didn't relate to them at all in their craft. Only as a group and prejudice vigilante's did the symbol connect to them. Kohachan flexed his hands, bending his fingers till the knuckles cracked themselves. He still didn't feel the cracking as they were too numb for that. Finally finding a way to distract his thoughts, he spoke, hoping his voice wouldn't crack badly, "Are you cold?"
Tarawen perked her ears in surprise then stood up on her front paws somewhat, her tail flicking the air in interest. Kohachan repeated himself, glancing up though he still couldn't see the tiny fox, "Tarawen, are you cold?" She chirped a bark in the air for apparently no reason before answering, {That doesn't matter! Kohachan, are you okay? Are you mad at me for stopping you? Would you have gone through with it?}
With a sigh, Kohachan grudgingly admitted to himself, he had asked for the barrage of questions by breaking the silence. Still, it was better to answer such questions than to leave himself alone with his thoughts. "I can not say I am fine. But I am not mad at you. More like grateful. Life here as I know it would have ended if it seemed I took a life for no reason. There is no way to convince another person that the members of the carpenter family were the ones who burned my home. In all truth, I don't know if I would have killed him right then or not. But I know my demon would have."
To the red head's surprise, Tarawen was silent for a long moment after that. Yet such silence wasn't to last. How it was broken again surprised Kohachan. {I'm sorry . . .}
"Neh? For what? No one . . . no one could have stopped what happened. Nor does anyone hold the power to undo what is done. Don't be sorry." He could feel her shift around uncertainly and the feel of her paws on his head made it a challenge to stay somber. Yet, flashes of his burned home took all mirth from him once more.
{Still . . .} Tarawen was at a loss for words but she calmly brushed a few hairs from his face with a paw before hopping onto his shoulder and nuzzling his cheeks. Kohachan calmly drew his hood up, also keeping Tarawen within the cowl thus keeping them both warm by trapped body heat. "We are almost there. Are you hungry yet?"
She blinked at him even as she was already settling against him for a bit of rest {I can go a while longer without food. But finding something to eat soon would be good.} Kohachan nodded his agreement but still wanted to avoid Kakariko.
He got a thought that brightened his ruby eyes then, as he looked over Hyrule Field. "Tarawen, care for a tour of the land?" The tiny fox regarded him for a moment. He seemed lighter than a moment ago. He must have something up his sleeve. Yet, if it was something to cheer him . . . {Sure. But Link said we should go to Kakariko. Shouldn't we go there now?}
"Why? There is no press for time until at least ten nights have passed including this coming night. No one will hold still for long at all. If nothing else, we can meet him there tomorrow or else later at the castle." As though the conversation was over, Kohachan raised a couple fingers to his lips and whistled sharply, calling for the black mount.
Tarawen had at least turned her ears from the whistle. But still, she ignored the ringing whistle and argued with the Sheikah. {But if you are not at Kakariko, then you'll be in trouble yet again. I don't know how this land treats you but you've been a long time troublemaker for my tribe. I would doubt you are much different here.} Tarawen didn't take those words back even as the black horse arrived and nudged Kohachan just slightly.
The snow let up only a little and the day only slightly brightened as the clouds thinned and the sun began shining through. Kohachan seemed to ignore Tarawen and once more easily swung onto the horse's back as Tarawen hopped onto it's shoulders, clinging to the mane with her claws. She glared at Kohachan for not responding and for being mischievous once more but was received by a wink, "So?"
~~~~~
As though the snow had responded to his muttered curses and solemn oaths, the snow had lifted. Zolaris blinked in surprise and brought the horse to a halt to look around art the new mystery. Oddly enough, after riding through such cold, stopping made the air seem warmer.
He had kept his hands buried in the horse's warm mane for the most part. But right then, he had decided to take it a bit slower. He was just passing the ranch and still walking toward the east when he caught a glimpse of something black and moving fast across the land.
Looking at it fully, he could see a crimson tunic with a gray cloak flying behind him. A red-haired boy leaning over a black horse's neck. He gave a few more selective words just for agitation before spurring his own horse after the stallion. Unfortunately, the Lon-Lon Ranch breed horse was not even as fast, much less faster, than the black stallion Kohachan was riding. Zolaris narrowed his eyes and snorted his agitation yet followed Kohachan as best he could, urging the horse a bit faster, hoping it would not go lame on him.
The pursuit, he noticed, was leading back in the direction that they had brought the wagon from. Perhaps he was just going to check on the captain? Zolaris let the horse run at it's own pace then, not worrying for losing the redhead, since he could guess the destination.
After reaching the top of a hill and looking down over the field, Zolaris could see his slightly older friend jumping the black horse over two large gates in a stone path. Looking past them, he saw a large gap in the thick forest but with one dead looking tree sticking up in the center of the gap. What was down in it, he still could not tell.
Jumping the small fence with only a little effort, the horse continued along the way. Zolaris knew right then that the horse he rode was not going to make the jump over the gates. Yet this was not a delay. He grinned even as Kohachan vanished around a bend in the path through the trees.
The Lon-Lon Ranch horse was coming to a stop near the gate but Zolaris was already in a half crouch on its back. Just as the gate was close enough, he jumped off of the horse and dove over the gate to land with a roll on the other side between the two large gates. The second, he was quick to climb over, despite the layer of frost threatening to freeze his skin to the iron.
"Aright, Kohachan," He drew his cloak tightly around himself even as the sun took the biting chill away from the air, "Let's see exactly what you are up to, my friend." At the sound of hooves and an annoyed snort, Zolaris turned and groaned to himself. The horse was going back into the field at a steady trot. It was going back to the ranch. Well, that's one less thing to worry about, he sighed to himself then started down the path again.
~~~~~
Tarawen was back to her humanoid self as there was no one around to see her. She paced mildly as Kohachan eyed the roof edge. "Kohachan, you really should have told Link you were coming here . . ." Tarawen warned the red head once again. He snorted in half irritation as he was busy pulling himself up onto the roof of the laboratory, "Tarawen, if you are so worried, you could send a fox fire of a warning to Link. I really don't care what you do but I'm not going back to Kakariko just yet."
"Why not?" Did her voice just sound a little whiny? Kohachan managed to pull himself up and held himself up with the heels of his hands holding him that way before he got a knee onto the roof as well then he looked back to Tarawen, "'Why not?' Easy. Because the one's who destroyed my home live there and my demon is re-awakened now that I'm back in Hyrule. Care for a plainer explanation? I do not wish to go back because if I do, my demon will force his way through and kill that family as well as anyone who would get in his way."
He turned back to her as he braced both knees on the edge of the roof and held a hand down to Tarawen. "Okay . . . but you still will have to go back there anyway. It seems this Kakariko is a major village in this land. And your old village. You can't avoid it forever." She easily jumped up grabbing his elbow with one hand and the edge of the roof with the other.
They worked together to get her up then relaxed on the top of the roof before both looked to the wide lake spread out from the raised laboratory. "I have to admit though, this is a nice place . . ." Tarawen said softly as the past noon sun gleamed on the water.
Kohachan scoffed lightly, "Such beauty can never last. It fades away and becomes gray just as soon as the sun is blocked. Tarawen, do you realize what will happen when the Warriors of the Light and Dark moon clash and a victor creates the Moon God Blade? I can feel it. If it happens, Darkness will rule. None of this as it is will be the same again. Most everything will be destroyed." He shifted slightly as Tarawen made her way to the ladder wordlessly to him. She glanced at him somewhat sadly but her glance asked him to follow.
They both took their time in climbing since the rungs of the ladder were wooden and didn't try to freeze their hands. Tarawen reached the top and looked again down at the lake as well as all around as Kohachan came up to stand beside her before leaning on the rail. Tarawen looked to Kohachan as she thought about how he was just earlier that day.
As a demon.
"Kohachan . . . do all Sheikah's have demons within them? Now I can see that both you and Zolaris do. But Zolaris is also the Warrior of Kelta. But you are not the Warrior of Shasta?"
"I'm not exactly sure. But no, not all Sheikah have demons. Not like this, anyway. Tarawen, everyone has a demon within him or her. To hide behind, to fight by, to talk to." He grinned at her look of confusion then followed through, "I suppose only calling them demons would not be fare. It is more one's inner self. The side that is never shown unless provoked. A caring side, a frightened side, a serene side, or an angry side." He could see confusion playing in her eyes but couldn't explain it further.
Nonetheless, he continued in a dull tone, "What that side is depends on the person. Mine is of anger. Zolaris' is of . . . well, the Warrior. But it is naturally within him thus a part of his own soul. A part he tries hard to push back and keep bottled. Thus when it does break out, it takes control of him."
He hesitated as a grin and nervous chuckle passed over his lips then continued, "As for Toloran . . . I have seen his other side before. Far from a demon, his is of serenity. A light in the darkness. He is a born leader as he is . . . but his other side is one anyone can turn to for help, protection, even healing or relief. Yet . . . there are still cases where he cannot be turned to for help. Despite being unable to help, he will not turn away."
Tarawen watched Kohachan carefully as he spoke. Absorbing only a little of his babble. She set a hand on each of his shoulders as he slightly tensed from her touch. Why was she getting so soft on him? He shook off the question as Tarawen spoke, "You mean, you cannot turn to him?" He shook his head in response then mused aloud, "I do not worry for myself. I've made peace with my 'demon' side long ago. After I learned I did not rely on it alone for life. I worry now for the one who rejects his other side and hides it away."
"Zolaris?"
"Yes."
Another cloud rolled over the sun, making the beauty of the lake vanish to a dull ashen gray, as it reflected the clouds once more, then shone in brilliance as the sun again poked out. Tarawen could feel Kohachan was lying. He hadn't wanted to return. That much she could feel about him. In sensing the unusually unmasked emotions, she could feel a deep sorrow, long time regrets eating at the Sheikah reminding him of them upon returning to the land. So much so, that she could hardly recognize her long time, mischievous and trouble making friend.
Needless to say, she was beginning to miss that side of him. She let her hands slip past his shoulders then leaned into his side and back to hug his shoulders and rest against him in the hug. He tensed greatly for it and nearly stood his full height but soon relaxed and remained leaning against the rail looking over the lake. Yet, in her embrace, he felt somewhat lighter of heart. With no reason at all, it seemed, he felt just a little better for the favor. Something he was not yet used to.
A voice suddenly loudly rang out from behind and below them. "Kohachan, tell me more if you know so much." Kohachan did stand straight then, letting Tarawen's hands slip from his shoulders as she also turned. Unafraid, for the voice was all too familiar to be mistaken.
Zolaris stood on the roof of the building, having easily and silently made his way to the top of it and had listened to their conversation. He decided to pretend that he hadn't heard about Kohachan's worry for him. "Tarawen, I am glad you are well. Why didn't you come back?"
Tarawen blinked as she backtracked where she had been so far. Finally, she said back to him even as she stood with Kohachan part way between them, "I was with Link for a while then to the castle. Then I followed the red head here and he brought us both to this place."
The opportunity screamed to be taken. Zolaris grinned almost cruelly and looked to the side, nonchalantly asking in an innocent tone, "So, you wanted to be alone together, neh? I could just leave you alone." He looked again to see the reactions of the two. Tarawen felt her face go warm for the flush as Kohachan coughed a bit and threw a death glare down at Zolaris before jumping down from the platform and landing easily near the grinning miscreant.
Zolaris sobered up as he looked to Kohachan and muttered softly enough where Tarawen wouldn't over-hear, "Kohachan, I need to talk to you later about the demon. Is there a time Tarawen won't be- OW!" He was cut off as Tarawen landed behind him, an agitated gleam in her eyes as well as a dagger, hilt down with the Sheikah emblem on the hilt of it still in a position from striking Zolaris over the head. "Don't talk about a girl if she isn't there to defend herself."
Zolaris held his breath then let it go and weakly finished, ". . . following you around . . . Tarawen, you defended yourself well enough!" Tarawen beamed happily even as Kohachan was staring at the dagger. He patted at his thigh to find it gone then turned back to the clever Kitsune princess, "Tarawen, when did you get that??"
She grinned more innocently and replied in a semi-sweet voice, "I just wanted to look at it. Then a bit of discipline was in order. And it was just handy." She handed it back to Kohan as he placed it back by his thigh under the tunic but still looked at Tarawen, "When . . . did you get it?"
From the thought of how her hand had unconsciously acquired the dagger, Tarawen tried her hardest to hold back a blush and quickly changed into her tiny fox form. Flipping her bushy tail a bit, she trotted to the end of the roof to look at the black horse before looking back at the two boys, one rubbing the back of his head painfully. {Well, Zolaris, have you found a place to stay yet? And didn't you mention food, Kohachan? I suddenly feel hungry! Must be this land . . . Well? Come no now!} She hopped off the roof while the two young men stared at where she was.
"She completely blew you off . . ." smirked Zolaris.
"I know. Changing the subject used to be my best thing." Kohachan sighed lightly then looked to Zolaris, "Have you found a place for us to stay?"
Zolaris laughed a bit then shrugged, "Two possible places. Either where the cargo went, to the ranch, or to the castle itself. But you already knew about the castle, didn't you?"
"Yes, but I'd rather not go there. Feh. Never mind. I have to now, anyway. Didn't you promise to help with the cart and the crates?" He went over to the edge, still ignoring Tarawen's urgings, then looked back to Zolaris, "We can talk later. With Toloran." Noting Zolaris' twitch of the eye, he finished, "But for now, let's try to find the places we will stay and make the most of things, neh?" He grinned widely at an idea, "I can introduce you to some Gerudo women, if you'd prefer . . ."
"'Gerudo'?"
Kohachan laughed slightly then tilted his head to the black horse as Tarawen was already perched on it's mane, "Let's go. We have a short time to relax now. So, let's take that time, neh?"
Zolaris nodded, "Sure. Why not?" They both jumped down and went to the stallion's side. As Kohachan mounted behind the tiny fox, Zolaris looked back at the lake, the sun still gleamed across the calm surface. He breathed to himself, "We have only two and a half weeks. Then . . . the Abyss would be the only safe place in this land. In two and a half weeks . . . what will come of this place? These people? The legend?" He took Kohachan's forearm as his own was gripped and swung up behind him. His thoughts remained restless, though.
They cannot last when the battle wages. Don't they know that? What can be done? He sighed at last then let go of such worries for a while. What happens will happen. Live for the moment. Perhaps it will not happen at all. The Light Moon Warrior with his blade had yet to appear, after all. If he didn't, then the legend would not be fulfilled.
He tried to ignore the screams of "liar" in his mind and breathed deeply despite the ride. Whatever would happen would happen. Before then, Zolaris decided to stay with those he called friend and try to live as best he could before that time. What he did in that moment . . . well, he'd cross that bridge when he got to it.
Until then, there were more immediate things to solve.
Other pleasures to experience.
More places to go and things to do as well as things to see.
And all of them would be taken in. Nothing would be taken for granted.
Zolaris laughed at the thought as he sounded like his death was guaranteed. Perhaps it was, perhaps it was not. He shrugged it off and thought of the nearer future, brushing off the nagging in his mind. It's his life. And it's now or never.
~~~~~~~
Heh ^_^; Hope it didn't seem to die at the last minute . . . Dragged out? Yeah.
So, Zolaris seems to be talking as though he is on death's grove. And what about his talking to Kohachan and Toloran? Will any good come of that? Yet, he is trying to see the brighter things life has to offer? *Shrugs* Sounds good to me. Link never did confess about Epona . . . When the yearling mare returns he will have to explain. And will Andrake be able to make it in time with the blade? We didn't even see them in this chapter x_x; Sorry about that! Hmm . . . speaking of more immediate problems . . .
Shadow Knight: Let me down!!
^_^; Gonna have to ask nicer than that . . .
Shadow Knight: o_o; er . . . please let me down?
lol Better. *Snaps fingers and Shadow Knight is sent back to his own realm and characters before he can exact revenge* =^_^=
Okay, on a final reminder. Because a co-writer of mine (MonoChronos) is moving to another state, this story might be put on a stand still. If you can't stand the thought of no updates for four months or can't wait that long, say so in a review and we will see what happens!
Mucho gracias!!
Until next time!
To all the fellow authors out there, don't you hate it when you write yourself into a corner? X_X; That as well as a few personal issues have arisen, thus why this chapter is so late to come. Hopefully, you can hang on, neh?
Kohachan: Might as well come out and say it, Shadow Girl . . .
I know. Okay. My friend and co-writer is going through a move and has requested that this story be set on pause for until he can return to the Internet. He is leaving very soon. But he will be gone for four months. Now, after struggling with that decision, I'm leaving it up to you, the reader.
If I can get enough reviews telling me to continue, I might go ahead and keep writing. If not, then this story will be set on stop for four months before it ends. Yes, the end is coming.
Setting that issue aside, onto the dedications! ^_^
Ezzyelf: New reviewer! Hello! Sorry you don't like Oni. Yet he is a main character right with Link ^_^;;
Jelie36: Thanks! Well, Andrake has powers in his own sword as well as skills as a swordsman. Gramps thought that Andrake might have brought that darkness from the blade. So, he didn't trust the ex-knight with it. True, that wouldn't have happened, but that's why Andrake can't carry it.
LunaYami: You've finally posted something! Yay! Everyone, check her work out, please. *Looks away from Tarawen's glance* The story of her history is a very nice read! Trust me on that!! And thanks, but this chapter had to be at least attempted soon.
MonoChronos: We'll miss you! T_T But you pretty much summed up what was going on in a nutshell. Gracias, mi amigo! And how will Malon react? We will have to find out! ^_^;
Erinamation-limited2-nothing: Hello, new reviewer! Hmm . . .
Angle1: Nani? For a certain person? @_@; Talking about the Dark Moon Blade that Cait is carrying? That's for Demon Zolaris since he is carrying the Light Warrior's (now you know I can't tell who that is yet) sword. As for Katie . . . she's NOT dead . . . but she is kind of out of the picture for a while. She'll be back. -_^
Well, if it is that the story will be stopped for a while, then this will be the final chapter for a very . . .very long time. @_@; I thought one month was torture . . . *shakes head sharply* Well, on with the chapter already!
Shadow Knight: Hey!! Did you forget about me?!?!? *Is still mounted on a flag pole*
Umm . . . yes? ^_^;
Shadow Knight: . . . *sweatdrops* I will get you for this . . .
*Ignores the threat for now* Chapter time!!
~~~~~~~
~ Settling In ~
Snow had fallen to create a blanket on the ground by the afternoon. Despite the cold, horses all over the ranch seemed undisturbed by it. Their thick winter coats helping them to stay warm as they continued in their running around and shorting steam clouds in the air.
Only a few turned their heads to look at a wagon being pulled by one of the matriarchs of the heard and flanked by four people. Two they all recognized as to be their kind and caring owners. The other two stirred their curiosity more than fear.
Malon jogged ahead of the wagon as her father and the two Sheikah walked beside it, making sure none of the crates lost balance. Malon reached the wooden wall beside the horse stalls as the wagon was finally stopped then braced by a few bricks before the mare was unhitched and taken by Malon to be cared for. Zolaris sneezed again and cursed the cold once more, wondering how he would survive much longer in it. Toloran grinned slightly at his younger friend as he undid a few ropes that had mostly held the crates still on the steep hill leading to the ranch entrance.
Behind them just running up the path was a young, green-clad boy who was busy trying to recall the words and gestures of apology in his mind. Despite he had everything sorted by then, Link was rapidly forgetting each and every word as he was closer to those he'd have to explain to. By the time he saw the two Sheikah and Talon all working to unload the cart, he decided he would regain his explanation for Malon when he had to meet up with her.
For the moment, though, they seemed to need help in unloading the cart. "Hey, guys!" He couldn't wait to tell them of Crystal, after all. Zolaris already had a crate and was carrying it to the barn to set where Malon told him to but looked to Link instead, shaking his head as another snowflake fell on his numb nose. "Toloran, Talon, Malon, Link is back!" He called to the others as both Toloran and Talon were busy loading the crates away.
Setting the crates down where they were, each went to see Link and Malon went far enough to tackle the boy in a hug upon seeing his return. Even if she didn't remember those seven years and seeing Link as an adult, for that never did happen, she and he were still fast friends after Link was once more made a kid. Talon grinned at the sight as he braced himself on the cart and waited for the others to continue helping.
"Link, what is the news? Is Crystal well? What happened?" Zolaris was swift with his answers. It seemed as though the Kitsune's curiosity was rubbed off onto him. Link was too busy laughing and trying to get Malon to settle down even as she scolded him is a friendly tone for his being late.
Soon, she got off of him and both she and Toloran helped the young Hylian up out of the snow. Link patted himself down, a wide grin never leaving his face as he held thumbs up to them. "Crystal is just fine. What's better, is that so is Navi! She is a purple fairy now, though. But they are both well and at the castle!"
Toloran smiled at the news and nodded, "That is for the best then. When we are done here, we can regroup and see them for ourselves. But for now, you can help us with unloading the cart." Zolaris rubbed his hands together but to no avail as he looked to Link, "By any chance, have you seen Kohachan? And what about Tarawen? She was with you, after all."
Slapping his forehead for forgetting about the Kitsune as well, Link was quick to explain, "Tarawen and I were with the Kokiri until Crystal and Navi got better. We went to the castle to meet with Zelda and the other sages. Zelda is the princess of this land and the sages are her friends and fellow protectors of this land. She also is a sage. But when we got there, Kohachan was also there. Zelda explained more about this legend to the others as well as the swords."
Something nagged at Link, telling him to not tell them everything for some reason. Ignoring the warning, he continued, "We took a short break and Kohachan took off with Tarawen chasing after him. Turns out, Kohachan's home was vandalized. Burned to the ground. Kohachan let his demon take control, apparently, and he went far enough to fight Tarawen. I waited with them until he calmed down and the last I saw of them both, they were going into the forest probably to clean up. I told them to go to Kakariko and Tarawen assured that they would be there."
Though Talon and Malon were pretty much lost in the explanation, Toloran and Zolaris were both thoughtful. Hearing about Kohachan's demon grabbed and held Zolaris thoughts. So, it was true that Kohachan trusted his demon enough to give him free reign? But then he did attack Tarawen. The cold was forgotten as Zolaris stewed over this bit of information. He decided then to see his friend as soon as he could. A light bulb seemed to go off in his head.
"Nin mellones, this cold is too much. If no one minds, I believe I will try to thaw out somewhat . . ." Link quickly provided, "Sure. I'll take your place in this. Go ahead and warm up."
Nodding and ignoring the guilt of lying, Zolaris pulled the cloak tighter around himself and went into the main house as Talon silently directed. He set the cloak aside, wanting to find a new, dry one before he left again. The warmth of the house was tempting enough that he wanted to stay. Nonetheless, his curiosity of Kohachan's demon as well as his wonder of how both he and Tarawen fared was over-powering his want to stay.
A new cloak was easy enough to find. The other one was set on the large table so it would dry faster. With one glance into the home once more and knowing he was going to regret leaving the warmth of it, Zolaris prepared himself for a quick departure.
The crates were nearly completely unloaded as Talon was about ready to quit for the moment. He was not used to such work just yet. Link kept himself busy, hoping he didn't look like he was avoiding talking to Malon . . . since he was. Rather he called to Talon as thoughts of a familiar home entered his mind, "Talon, if you don't mind, can I stay on the ranch for a while? Living in the castle wouldn't be very comfortable after traveling, you know?"
"Sure, Link, but you'll have to pull your own weight around here. And help Malon with the chores, of course." The large man grinned jovially as he winked at a blushing Link. So busy were they in talking about old times as well as settling where Link would stay, the only one to see the quick movement from the house to the field was Toloran.
Despite his suspicion, Toloran didn't call attention to the young Sheikah. He knew that Zolaris was going off to find an answer to questions nagging at him. Problems that have stayed within his heart for longer than the young man could remember now. Toloran turned his shoulder to the boy as Zolaris swept a glance over the horses, judging which would be the fastest among them.
All that can be done, Toloran thought as Zolaris straddled a horse, is hope for the best. "Good luck . . ."
Zolaris spoke quickly to the horse yet turned back just once more to meet Toloran's glance. Both held eyes for a moment. Understanding passed between them before Zolaris gave a sharp jab to his mounts' sides before jumping it over one of the high walls, hoping Malon and Talon would not hold him as a horse thief. Toloran, hopefully, would assure them of that.
The landing wasn't as soft as he would have hoped and he found himself in was a part he hadn't seen through the snow or from the direction where the entrance to the ranch was. Nonetheless, like a sixth sense, Zolaris was able to direct the mount toward the east and toward Kakariko.
~~~~~
Long moments passed in silence between Sheikah and Kitsune. Tarawen wanted badly to ask several questions at once. Yet she could feel Kohachan's mind stirring in confusion, anger, regret, relief, too many things. She wondered how he would have been had she let him killed the one who destroyed his home. Sighing to herself, she carefully balanced herself on top of his head and remained silent.
Though snow fell thickly enough to limit sigh through the woods, Kohachan was wondering toward Hyrule field just beside the entrance of Kakariko. He would not trust himself in the same town as the Carpenter family. He would have to seek justice in another way. Have to tell the king of the incident even.
Yet, there was no solid proof that it was the carpenters. The symbol on the picture frame didn't relate to them at all in their craft. Only as a group and prejudice vigilante's did the symbol connect to them. Kohachan flexed his hands, bending his fingers till the knuckles cracked themselves. He still didn't feel the cracking as they were too numb for that. Finally finding a way to distract his thoughts, he spoke, hoping his voice wouldn't crack badly, "Are you cold?"
Tarawen perked her ears in surprise then stood up on her front paws somewhat, her tail flicking the air in interest. Kohachan repeated himself, glancing up though he still couldn't see the tiny fox, "Tarawen, are you cold?" She chirped a bark in the air for apparently no reason before answering, {That doesn't matter! Kohachan, are you okay? Are you mad at me for stopping you? Would you have gone through with it?}
With a sigh, Kohachan grudgingly admitted to himself, he had asked for the barrage of questions by breaking the silence. Still, it was better to answer such questions than to leave himself alone with his thoughts. "I can not say I am fine. But I am not mad at you. More like grateful. Life here as I know it would have ended if it seemed I took a life for no reason. There is no way to convince another person that the members of the carpenter family were the ones who burned my home. In all truth, I don't know if I would have killed him right then or not. But I know my demon would have."
To the red head's surprise, Tarawen was silent for a long moment after that. Yet such silence wasn't to last. How it was broken again surprised Kohachan. {I'm sorry . . .}
"Neh? For what? No one . . . no one could have stopped what happened. Nor does anyone hold the power to undo what is done. Don't be sorry." He could feel her shift around uncertainly and the feel of her paws on his head made it a challenge to stay somber. Yet, flashes of his burned home took all mirth from him once more.
{Still . . .} Tarawen was at a loss for words but she calmly brushed a few hairs from his face with a paw before hopping onto his shoulder and nuzzling his cheeks. Kohachan calmly drew his hood up, also keeping Tarawen within the cowl thus keeping them both warm by trapped body heat. "We are almost there. Are you hungry yet?"
She blinked at him even as she was already settling against him for a bit of rest {I can go a while longer without food. But finding something to eat soon would be good.} Kohachan nodded his agreement but still wanted to avoid Kakariko.
He got a thought that brightened his ruby eyes then, as he looked over Hyrule Field. "Tarawen, care for a tour of the land?" The tiny fox regarded him for a moment. He seemed lighter than a moment ago. He must have something up his sleeve. Yet, if it was something to cheer him . . . {Sure. But Link said we should go to Kakariko. Shouldn't we go there now?}
"Why? There is no press for time until at least ten nights have passed including this coming night. No one will hold still for long at all. If nothing else, we can meet him there tomorrow or else later at the castle." As though the conversation was over, Kohachan raised a couple fingers to his lips and whistled sharply, calling for the black mount.
Tarawen had at least turned her ears from the whistle. But still, she ignored the ringing whistle and argued with the Sheikah. {But if you are not at Kakariko, then you'll be in trouble yet again. I don't know how this land treats you but you've been a long time troublemaker for my tribe. I would doubt you are much different here.} Tarawen didn't take those words back even as the black horse arrived and nudged Kohachan just slightly.
The snow let up only a little and the day only slightly brightened as the clouds thinned and the sun began shining through. Kohachan seemed to ignore Tarawen and once more easily swung onto the horse's back as Tarawen hopped onto it's shoulders, clinging to the mane with her claws. She glared at Kohachan for not responding and for being mischievous once more but was received by a wink, "So?"
~~~~~
As though the snow had responded to his muttered curses and solemn oaths, the snow had lifted. Zolaris blinked in surprise and brought the horse to a halt to look around art the new mystery. Oddly enough, after riding through such cold, stopping made the air seem warmer.
He had kept his hands buried in the horse's warm mane for the most part. But right then, he had decided to take it a bit slower. He was just passing the ranch and still walking toward the east when he caught a glimpse of something black and moving fast across the land.
Looking at it fully, he could see a crimson tunic with a gray cloak flying behind him. A red-haired boy leaning over a black horse's neck. He gave a few more selective words just for agitation before spurring his own horse after the stallion. Unfortunately, the Lon-Lon Ranch breed horse was not even as fast, much less faster, than the black stallion Kohachan was riding. Zolaris narrowed his eyes and snorted his agitation yet followed Kohachan as best he could, urging the horse a bit faster, hoping it would not go lame on him.
The pursuit, he noticed, was leading back in the direction that they had brought the wagon from. Perhaps he was just going to check on the captain? Zolaris let the horse run at it's own pace then, not worrying for losing the redhead, since he could guess the destination.
After reaching the top of a hill and looking down over the field, Zolaris could see his slightly older friend jumping the black horse over two large gates in a stone path. Looking past them, he saw a large gap in the thick forest but with one dead looking tree sticking up in the center of the gap. What was down in it, he still could not tell.
Jumping the small fence with only a little effort, the horse continued along the way. Zolaris knew right then that the horse he rode was not going to make the jump over the gates. Yet this was not a delay. He grinned even as Kohachan vanished around a bend in the path through the trees.
The Lon-Lon Ranch horse was coming to a stop near the gate but Zolaris was already in a half crouch on its back. Just as the gate was close enough, he jumped off of the horse and dove over the gate to land with a roll on the other side between the two large gates. The second, he was quick to climb over, despite the layer of frost threatening to freeze his skin to the iron.
"Aright, Kohachan," He drew his cloak tightly around himself even as the sun took the biting chill away from the air, "Let's see exactly what you are up to, my friend." At the sound of hooves and an annoyed snort, Zolaris turned and groaned to himself. The horse was going back into the field at a steady trot. It was going back to the ranch. Well, that's one less thing to worry about, he sighed to himself then started down the path again.
~~~~~
Tarawen was back to her humanoid self as there was no one around to see her. She paced mildly as Kohachan eyed the roof edge. "Kohachan, you really should have told Link you were coming here . . ." Tarawen warned the red head once again. He snorted in half irritation as he was busy pulling himself up onto the roof of the laboratory, "Tarawen, if you are so worried, you could send a fox fire of a warning to Link. I really don't care what you do but I'm not going back to Kakariko just yet."
"Why not?" Did her voice just sound a little whiny? Kohachan managed to pull himself up and held himself up with the heels of his hands holding him that way before he got a knee onto the roof as well then he looked back to Tarawen, "'Why not?' Easy. Because the one's who destroyed my home live there and my demon is re-awakened now that I'm back in Hyrule. Care for a plainer explanation? I do not wish to go back because if I do, my demon will force his way through and kill that family as well as anyone who would get in his way."
He turned back to her as he braced both knees on the edge of the roof and held a hand down to Tarawen. "Okay . . . but you still will have to go back there anyway. It seems this Kakariko is a major village in this land. And your old village. You can't avoid it forever." She easily jumped up grabbing his elbow with one hand and the edge of the roof with the other.
They worked together to get her up then relaxed on the top of the roof before both looked to the wide lake spread out from the raised laboratory. "I have to admit though, this is a nice place . . ." Tarawen said softly as the past noon sun gleamed on the water.
Kohachan scoffed lightly, "Such beauty can never last. It fades away and becomes gray just as soon as the sun is blocked. Tarawen, do you realize what will happen when the Warriors of the Light and Dark moon clash and a victor creates the Moon God Blade? I can feel it. If it happens, Darkness will rule. None of this as it is will be the same again. Most everything will be destroyed." He shifted slightly as Tarawen made her way to the ladder wordlessly to him. She glanced at him somewhat sadly but her glance asked him to follow.
They both took their time in climbing since the rungs of the ladder were wooden and didn't try to freeze their hands. Tarawen reached the top and looked again down at the lake as well as all around as Kohachan came up to stand beside her before leaning on the rail. Tarawen looked to Kohachan as she thought about how he was just earlier that day.
As a demon.
"Kohachan . . . do all Sheikah's have demons within them? Now I can see that both you and Zolaris do. But Zolaris is also the Warrior of Kelta. But you are not the Warrior of Shasta?"
"I'm not exactly sure. But no, not all Sheikah have demons. Not like this, anyway. Tarawen, everyone has a demon within him or her. To hide behind, to fight by, to talk to." He grinned at her look of confusion then followed through, "I suppose only calling them demons would not be fare. It is more one's inner self. The side that is never shown unless provoked. A caring side, a frightened side, a serene side, or an angry side." He could see confusion playing in her eyes but couldn't explain it further.
Nonetheless, he continued in a dull tone, "What that side is depends on the person. Mine is of anger. Zolaris' is of . . . well, the Warrior. But it is naturally within him thus a part of his own soul. A part he tries hard to push back and keep bottled. Thus when it does break out, it takes control of him."
He hesitated as a grin and nervous chuckle passed over his lips then continued, "As for Toloran . . . I have seen his other side before. Far from a demon, his is of serenity. A light in the darkness. He is a born leader as he is . . . but his other side is one anyone can turn to for help, protection, even healing or relief. Yet . . . there are still cases where he cannot be turned to for help. Despite being unable to help, he will not turn away."
Tarawen watched Kohachan carefully as he spoke. Absorbing only a little of his babble. She set a hand on each of his shoulders as he slightly tensed from her touch. Why was she getting so soft on him? He shook off the question as Tarawen spoke, "You mean, you cannot turn to him?" He shook his head in response then mused aloud, "I do not worry for myself. I've made peace with my 'demon' side long ago. After I learned I did not rely on it alone for life. I worry now for the one who rejects his other side and hides it away."
"Zolaris?"
"Yes."
Another cloud rolled over the sun, making the beauty of the lake vanish to a dull ashen gray, as it reflected the clouds once more, then shone in brilliance as the sun again poked out. Tarawen could feel Kohachan was lying. He hadn't wanted to return. That much she could feel about him. In sensing the unusually unmasked emotions, she could feel a deep sorrow, long time regrets eating at the Sheikah reminding him of them upon returning to the land. So much so, that she could hardly recognize her long time, mischievous and trouble making friend.
Needless to say, she was beginning to miss that side of him. She let her hands slip past his shoulders then leaned into his side and back to hug his shoulders and rest against him in the hug. He tensed greatly for it and nearly stood his full height but soon relaxed and remained leaning against the rail looking over the lake. Yet, in her embrace, he felt somewhat lighter of heart. With no reason at all, it seemed, he felt just a little better for the favor. Something he was not yet used to.
A voice suddenly loudly rang out from behind and below them. "Kohachan, tell me more if you know so much." Kohachan did stand straight then, letting Tarawen's hands slip from his shoulders as she also turned. Unafraid, for the voice was all too familiar to be mistaken.
Zolaris stood on the roof of the building, having easily and silently made his way to the top of it and had listened to their conversation. He decided to pretend that he hadn't heard about Kohachan's worry for him. "Tarawen, I am glad you are well. Why didn't you come back?"
Tarawen blinked as she backtracked where she had been so far. Finally, she said back to him even as she stood with Kohachan part way between them, "I was with Link for a while then to the castle. Then I followed the red head here and he brought us both to this place."
The opportunity screamed to be taken. Zolaris grinned almost cruelly and looked to the side, nonchalantly asking in an innocent tone, "So, you wanted to be alone together, neh? I could just leave you alone." He looked again to see the reactions of the two. Tarawen felt her face go warm for the flush as Kohachan coughed a bit and threw a death glare down at Zolaris before jumping down from the platform and landing easily near the grinning miscreant.
Zolaris sobered up as he looked to Kohachan and muttered softly enough where Tarawen wouldn't over-hear, "Kohachan, I need to talk to you later about the demon. Is there a time Tarawen won't be- OW!" He was cut off as Tarawen landed behind him, an agitated gleam in her eyes as well as a dagger, hilt down with the Sheikah emblem on the hilt of it still in a position from striking Zolaris over the head. "Don't talk about a girl if she isn't there to defend herself."
Zolaris held his breath then let it go and weakly finished, ". . . following you around . . . Tarawen, you defended yourself well enough!" Tarawen beamed happily even as Kohachan was staring at the dagger. He patted at his thigh to find it gone then turned back to the clever Kitsune princess, "Tarawen, when did you get that??"
She grinned more innocently and replied in a semi-sweet voice, "I just wanted to look at it. Then a bit of discipline was in order. And it was just handy." She handed it back to Kohan as he placed it back by his thigh under the tunic but still looked at Tarawen, "When . . . did you get it?"
From the thought of how her hand had unconsciously acquired the dagger, Tarawen tried her hardest to hold back a blush and quickly changed into her tiny fox form. Flipping her bushy tail a bit, she trotted to the end of the roof to look at the black horse before looking back at the two boys, one rubbing the back of his head painfully. {Well, Zolaris, have you found a place to stay yet? And didn't you mention food, Kohachan? I suddenly feel hungry! Must be this land . . . Well? Come no now!} She hopped off the roof while the two young men stared at where she was.
"She completely blew you off . . ." smirked Zolaris.
"I know. Changing the subject used to be my best thing." Kohachan sighed lightly then looked to Zolaris, "Have you found a place for us to stay?"
Zolaris laughed a bit then shrugged, "Two possible places. Either where the cargo went, to the ranch, or to the castle itself. But you already knew about the castle, didn't you?"
"Yes, but I'd rather not go there. Feh. Never mind. I have to now, anyway. Didn't you promise to help with the cart and the crates?" He went over to the edge, still ignoring Tarawen's urgings, then looked back to Zolaris, "We can talk later. With Toloran." Noting Zolaris' twitch of the eye, he finished, "But for now, let's try to find the places we will stay and make the most of things, neh?" He grinned widely at an idea, "I can introduce you to some Gerudo women, if you'd prefer . . ."
"'Gerudo'?"
Kohachan laughed slightly then tilted his head to the black horse as Tarawen was already perched on it's mane, "Let's go. We have a short time to relax now. So, let's take that time, neh?"
Zolaris nodded, "Sure. Why not?" They both jumped down and went to the stallion's side. As Kohachan mounted behind the tiny fox, Zolaris looked back at the lake, the sun still gleamed across the calm surface. He breathed to himself, "We have only two and a half weeks. Then . . . the Abyss would be the only safe place in this land. In two and a half weeks . . . what will come of this place? These people? The legend?" He took Kohachan's forearm as his own was gripped and swung up behind him. His thoughts remained restless, though.
They cannot last when the battle wages. Don't they know that? What can be done? He sighed at last then let go of such worries for a while. What happens will happen. Live for the moment. Perhaps it will not happen at all. The Light Moon Warrior with his blade had yet to appear, after all. If he didn't, then the legend would not be fulfilled.
He tried to ignore the screams of "liar" in his mind and breathed deeply despite the ride. Whatever would happen would happen. Before then, Zolaris decided to stay with those he called friend and try to live as best he could before that time. What he did in that moment . . . well, he'd cross that bridge when he got to it.
Until then, there were more immediate things to solve.
Other pleasures to experience.
More places to go and things to do as well as things to see.
And all of them would be taken in. Nothing would be taken for granted.
Zolaris laughed at the thought as he sounded like his death was guaranteed. Perhaps it was, perhaps it was not. He shrugged it off and thought of the nearer future, brushing off the nagging in his mind. It's his life. And it's now or never.
~~~~~~~
Heh ^_^; Hope it didn't seem to die at the last minute . . . Dragged out? Yeah.
So, Zolaris seems to be talking as though he is on death's grove. And what about his talking to Kohachan and Toloran? Will any good come of that? Yet, he is trying to see the brighter things life has to offer? *Shrugs* Sounds good to me. Link never did confess about Epona . . . When the yearling mare returns he will have to explain. And will Andrake be able to make it in time with the blade? We didn't even see them in this chapter x_x; Sorry about that! Hmm . . . speaking of more immediate problems . . .
Shadow Knight: Let me down!!
^_^; Gonna have to ask nicer than that . . .
Shadow Knight: o_o; er . . . please let me down?
lol Better. *Snaps fingers and Shadow Knight is sent back to his own realm and characters before he can exact revenge* =^_^=
Okay, on a final reminder. Because a co-writer of mine (MonoChronos) is moving to another state, this story might be put on a stand still. If you can't stand the thought of no updates for four months or can't wait that long, say so in a review and we will see what happens!
Mucho gracias!!
Until next time!