All Shall Be Known
The two conversed for nearly an hour, all with nary a word.
Over this time, Nabooru learned of how her young prince tracked her to the fortress, his adventure, what he learned, his injuries, and how he came across such a gift. Most anything and everything there was to be told, he did so tell.
But following all of is tales, were hers. From her dinner with Ganondorf, to her pursuit of the "mysterious intruder." She cried as she told him it was her that pierced his throat. He didn't really seem to care. He was better off now anyway.
Nabooru had yet to figure out why a being such as the great fairy would grant him with such a gift. The two experimented with his new ability for a few minutes, testing the potential.
They discovered that when he gazed into another's eyes, he could converse with them; whether the subject spoke or not. This link between minds did not break when he looked away, but only when he wished it to do so. He eyes did not lose the light glow however. But it only happened when he held the link.
Much to Nabooru's discomfort, he found that he could amplify his "voice" as much as he wanted. She fell to the ground, holding her head in pain as he did so. This was his equivalent of screaming. He also learned how to multiply the voices and change how they sounded. These voices, ranging from his lone, soft voice to dozens of low growls were enough of which to drive one over the edge.
After exhausting his new abilities, she sat him down, for now they had a more important topic to "discuss."
"Now Shikotsu, I know you did not mean harm in what you did. But now that Ganondorf knows you still breathe, he will search this world day and night for you. And he may start here."
"But why here?"
"Ganondorf always did suspect me of treachery. And now he has a reason to search the temple. He will not pass this opportunity."
"Then I'll hide from him. It's not that bad. I can disappear around here, you know that."
A grin slid across her face as she remembered a time hence past. When Shikotsu was a small child, barely an infant. He vanished deep within the temple. Nabooru spent two days searching for him, only to find him with in the chest containing the reflect shield, asleep. "It's not that simple kid. Ganondorf possesses magic and enchantments we cannot fully realize. One day you shall, but he can use such to hunt you down if you are near. You must travel far from here. You must not be found."
"Magic? Like the great fairy's'?"
"Yes. Every male Gerudo gains mystic abilities into his adulthood. Mainly due to only one male being born once every hundred years. They become as sorcerers as to live to such an age."
"But that's not the case with me is it?"
"You are right there, kid. You are the only known second born male in all of Gerudo history, within the hundred-year time line anyway. But that is no reason why you should not inherit the power."
Their discussion went on till dawn. Weighing the balance in whether he should leave or stay. He finally agreed to leave, not wanting to cause his mentor any more pain.
She led him down to the base of the colossus. She spoke of a parting gift. Other than his renewed speech, he had never received a gift before.
She walked around the far right side, up to a sand brick wall. She raised her hand to a brick and pressed. It gave way under force, and with it, a large section of the wall slide back and to the side. Giving way to a long dark hall, similar to those in the Gerudo fortress. She held a Deku stick to a lit torch gaining the flame. She then journeyed into the dark.
Alone he waited, not knowing what to do or to expect. He sat, legs crossed. Nary a move did he make from the entrance, until from out the dark came a sudden, "WILL YOU GET IN HERE ALREADY!?!"
He jumped to his feet and ran down the hall to the now faint torch.
"There you are! I was wondering why you hadn't come."
She stood in front of a large wooden chest near the back of an empty room. She held in her hand an item of some kind, wrapped in an old tan cloth. She handed it to him with a smile.
"This was given to me by my mother long ago, her mother gave it to her and in turn hers. She said to give it to one who I believe deserves it. So, I'll give it to you."
"???"
He unwrapped it slowly. Pulling the cloth away, he held an ancient Gerudo rank guard. It was made of black Dodongo leather with several emeralds embedded into the front. It reminded him of what Ganondorf's armor looked like.
"It belonged to the first of our kings. I was told its worth is that enough to buy the Hylian castle two times over. It has been hidden away here for so long that even the Gerudo legends of it died."
He stared at it in shock; now knowing he was holding something so valuable. Nabooru took it from his hand and placed it on his right shoulder. She fastened the strap round his chest and back. Once she had it fastened, drew yet another parcel from the chest. This one, she unwrapped.
It was another piece of black leather. She told him that this was an attachment to the guard. It had several steel clasps on it. She said that they were what held its former owner's weapons. She did not have those.
She showed him how the two fit together. While doing so, she told him of its importance.
"This was the original insignia or the Gerudo. To bear black leather on one side was to pledge loyalty to the king of the thieves. My mother never told me why. They just did. As you can see, this guard has three emeralds. One for the alliance once held with the Zora, one for the Deku, and one for the Hylians. The ancient Gerudo never really got along with the Gorons from what I can tell."
He examined his new attire while listening, and during, he found that one set of the clasps held his boomerang perfectly. He didn't have to tie it to his belt any more. He thought from how it looked, that there would be a sheath on it for a sword. But the even the clasps were far to wide spread to hold a sword.
"Hey, kid. If you are going out into Hyrule, then you might want a new wardrobe as well. I don't think I can help any; all I have are girl's clothes. But it's just a thought."
"I can manage." He said with a grin. "After all, we're thieves, right?"
Back on the outside, Nabooru had her last walk with her "son" before saying farewell. He walked to the center of the two pillars in front of the colossus, while she stood in the doorway of the temple. He turned to her and nodded his head goodbye. She nodded to him as the desert sands picked up and he slowly vanished from view.
He was on his own now.
No sooner had he left, than several riders appeared in the distance.
"Well, there's Ganondorf, seeking his son..."
The two conversed for nearly an hour, all with nary a word.
Over this time, Nabooru learned of how her young prince tracked her to the fortress, his adventure, what he learned, his injuries, and how he came across such a gift. Most anything and everything there was to be told, he did so tell.
But following all of is tales, were hers. From her dinner with Ganondorf, to her pursuit of the "mysterious intruder." She cried as she told him it was her that pierced his throat. He didn't really seem to care. He was better off now anyway.
Nabooru had yet to figure out why a being such as the great fairy would grant him with such a gift. The two experimented with his new ability for a few minutes, testing the potential.
They discovered that when he gazed into another's eyes, he could converse with them; whether the subject spoke or not. This link between minds did not break when he looked away, but only when he wished it to do so. He eyes did not lose the light glow however. But it only happened when he held the link.
Much to Nabooru's discomfort, he found that he could amplify his "voice" as much as he wanted. She fell to the ground, holding her head in pain as he did so. This was his equivalent of screaming. He also learned how to multiply the voices and change how they sounded. These voices, ranging from his lone, soft voice to dozens of low growls were enough of which to drive one over the edge.
After exhausting his new abilities, she sat him down, for now they had a more important topic to "discuss."
"Now Shikotsu, I know you did not mean harm in what you did. But now that Ganondorf knows you still breathe, he will search this world day and night for you. And he may start here."
"But why here?"
"Ganondorf always did suspect me of treachery. And now he has a reason to search the temple. He will not pass this opportunity."
"Then I'll hide from him. It's not that bad. I can disappear around here, you know that."
A grin slid across her face as she remembered a time hence past. When Shikotsu was a small child, barely an infant. He vanished deep within the temple. Nabooru spent two days searching for him, only to find him with in the chest containing the reflect shield, asleep. "It's not that simple kid. Ganondorf possesses magic and enchantments we cannot fully realize. One day you shall, but he can use such to hunt you down if you are near. You must travel far from here. You must not be found."
"Magic? Like the great fairy's'?"
"Yes. Every male Gerudo gains mystic abilities into his adulthood. Mainly due to only one male being born once every hundred years. They become as sorcerers as to live to such an age."
"But that's not the case with me is it?"
"You are right there, kid. You are the only known second born male in all of Gerudo history, within the hundred-year time line anyway. But that is no reason why you should not inherit the power."
Their discussion went on till dawn. Weighing the balance in whether he should leave or stay. He finally agreed to leave, not wanting to cause his mentor any more pain.
She led him down to the base of the colossus. She spoke of a parting gift. Other than his renewed speech, he had never received a gift before.
She walked around the far right side, up to a sand brick wall. She raised her hand to a brick and pressed. It gave way under force, and with it, a large section of the wall slide back and to the side. Giving way to a long dark hall, similar to those in the Gerudo fortress. She held a Deku stick to a lit torch gaining the flame. She then journeyed into the dark.
Alone he waited, not knowing what to do or to expect. He sat, legs crossed. Nary a move did he make from the entrance, until from out the dark came a sudden, "WILL YOU GET IN HERE ALREADY!?!"
He jumped to his feet and ran down the hall to the now faint torch.
"There you are! I was wondering why you hadn't come."
She stood in front of a large wooden chest near the back of an empty room. She held in her hand an item of some kind, wrapped in an old tan cloth. She handed it to him with a smile.
"This was given to me by my mother long ago, her mother gave it to her and in turn hers. She said to give it to one who I believe deserves it. So, I'll give it to you."
"???"
He unwrapped it slowly. Pulling the cloth away, he held an ancient Gerudo rank guard. It was made of black Dodongo leather with several emeralds embedded into the front. It reminded him of what Ganondorf's armor looked like.
"It belonged to the first of our kings. I was told its worth is that enough to buy the Hylian castle two times over. It has been hidden away here for so long that even the Gerudo legends of it died."
He stared at it in shock; now knowing he was holding something so valuable. Nabooru took it from his hand and placed it on his right shoulder. She fastened the strap round his chest and back. Once she had it fastened, drew yet another parcel from the chest. This one, she unwrapped.
It was another piece of black leather. She told him that this was an attachment to the guard. It had several steel clasps on it. She said that they were what held its former owner's weapons. She did not have those.
She showed him how the two fit together. While doing so, she told him of its importance.
"This was the original insignia or the Gerudo. To bear black leather on one side was to pledge loyalty to the king of the thieves. My mother never told me why. They just did. As you can see, this guard has three emeralds. One for the alliance once held with the Zora, one for the Deku, and one for the Hylians. The ancient Gerudo never really got along with the Gorons from what I can tell."
He examined his new attire while listening, and during, he found that one set of the clasps held his boomerang perfectly. He didn't have to tie it to his belt any more. He thought from how it looked, that there would be a sheath on it for a sword. But the even the clasps were far to wide spread to hold a sword.
"Hey, kid. If you are going out into Hyrule, then you might want a new wardrobe as well. I don't think I can help any; all I have are girl's clothes. But it's just a thought."
"I can manage." He said with a grin. "After all, we're thieves, right?"
Back on the outside, Nabooru had her last walk with her "son" before saying farewell. He walked to the center of the two pillars in front of the colossus, while she stood in the doorway of the temple. He turned to her and nodded his head goodbye. She nodded to him as the desert sands picked up and he slowly vanished from view.
He was on his own now.
No sooner had he left, than several riders appeared in the distance.
"Well, there's Ganondorf, seeking his son..."