Hello there! Back with another chapter. Unfortunately, I won't be updating until at least Thursday
this week. I have kind of dug myself into a hole in Calculus 2. I'm spending next week off my
comp and catching up. The test is Thursday, so I MIGHT update after it. Big MIGHT. Also, on a
shameless advertising note, if you at all like Dragon Ball Z, be sure to check out my DBZ stories,
which can be accessed through my bio. Now on with the story!
Disclaimer: idonotownthelegendofzelda. Happy?
The Legend of Zelda
The Golden Land
Chapter Seven
When Worlds Collide
LAST TIME:
"Is something funny, Oni?"
Everyone turned back to the sight of the explosion, where the dust had begun to clear.
There stood a blond haired boy about Link's age, wearing green clothes. A faint blue,
diamond shaped aura surrounded him, but dissipated. Behind him stood the trembling form of
Aryll.
The Fierce Deity scowled. "So you survived." Saria gasped and stared at the newcomer,
wide-eyed. Everyone else just stared.
Finally, the Oni grinned. He hoisted his massive sword up onto his shoulder. "Looks like it
is time to finish this. The first move is yours, Hero of Time."
NOW:
The Hero of Time made no move. He stood their and eyed the situation. There was a kid
who looked and dressed strangely like him, who had been fighting the Fierce Deity. And doing
surprisingly well. There was the little girl hiding behind him. She seemed to be his clone's sister.
There was another girl, dressed like a sailor. She seemed oddly familiar, but Link couldn't place it.
There was a crowd gathering around. Several people stayed closer to the fight than the others.
There was a girl how looked rather bird-like, Saria, a little wooden thing, several pirates . . . . Wait a
second!!! SARIA?!?!?! What was she doing here?!
Link gaped at the Forest Sage, who was staring right back in shock. Their eyes met.
However, before either could say or do anything, they were interrupted. "Are you going to stand
their all day?" the god of wrath demanded.
Link turned his attention back to the demigod. He would worry about Saria's unexpected
appearance later. He had other things to do. Unfortunately, the only thing he could hurt the Fierce
Deity with were Light Arrows. And Link only had three arrows. How could he guarantee that he
would hit?
The Hero of Time finally straightened. Strangely, a small smirk appeared on his face.
"Alright, Oni. I'll make a move." The demigod dropped into a defensive position as Link reached
behind his back. However, the god of wrath blinked in surprise when the Hero pulled a fancy, blue-
ish ocarina out. Link put the instrument to his lips and began to play a rather cheery song. A bead
of sweat rolled down the head of the Fierce Deity.
After Link finished the short song, he went still and seemed to zone out. The Oni's eye
began to twitch. He rested his sword on one shoulder and scratched his head with his free hand.
What the heck was he doing? Finally, the green clad youth snapped out of his daze. He then
smirked at the demigod.
"What was that all about?" The Fierce Deity demanded. "I thought you wanted to kill me.
Or do you not care about your friends that I killed?"
Link scowled. "Don't worry. You'll feel it soon enough." The Hero then pulled out his
bow and casually notched an arrow. Once in position, the arrow's head began to glow and shine
with a golden light. The Fierce Deity smirked and gave a slight humph sound. At this range he
could easily dodge one of those pesky Light Arrows.
Link took careful aim at the Oni, and finally loosed his arrow. The radiant missile sailed
through the air towards its target. The demigod watched the arrow approach with a bored
expression. When it got near enough, he prepared ro give a small hop to the side, to avoid the
projectile. However, that was when the mass of vines and branches shot from the ground and
wrapped around him, holding him in place.
"What the - ?!"
The Light Arrow hit, shredding the vines, lifting the god of wrath off his feet, and depositing
him ten or so feet back, smoke rising from his body.
* * * * * * *
Saria stared in shock at Link, the Hero of Time, who was supposed to be gone forever. Her
heart skipped a beat when his cerulean eyes locked with hers. She could not break the gaze, nor did
she want to. Suddenly, the Fierce Deity called out, breaking their gaze.
The Forest Sage blinked in surprise when her old best friend pulled out the Ocarina of Time
and began to play her song. *What the heck is he doing?* she wondered.
Saria, can you hear me?
The green haired girl nearly jumped out of her boots as the familiar voice rang in her head.
Link?!
Hey there. Long time no see.
Saria blinked in surprise. She mumbled telepathically, B-but . . . wha? . . how? . . . uh . .
Saria! Link's voice rang in her head again. We can talk later. This is an emergency! I
only have three arrows and I MUST hit the Fierce Deity with them. But, he is too fast and can
dodge them. Can you help me somehow?
Saria thought for a second. Yes, I think I have something that could work. Just fire at him
whenever you're ready. I'll hold him in place, she responded through her mind.
Thanks Saria. You're the best.
* * * * * * *
Link the Wind Waker, Tetra, and the others were understandably surprised when the
mysterious attacker referred to the newcomer as the Hero of Time. Of course, Link didn't care if he
was Santa Clause, as long as Aryll was safe.
Now that he thought about it, this new guy DID resemble the statues he had seen of the Hero
of Time. He also bore a strong resemblance to Link himself.
Of course, the Hero of Winds was as confused as everyone else when his ancient counterpart
began to play music on an ocarina. When the older Hero went into a kind of trance, Link had no
idea what was going on. Then, the Hero pulled out his bow.
Link watched with new interest as the Hero of Time prepared what he recognized as a Light
Arrow. Surprisingly, when the arrow approached the "god of wrath," as Saria had called him, vines
burst from the ground and held the demon in place. The light arrow hit with a bright flash, and sent
the god sprawling backwards.
Link turned to the side and spied Saria. Her hands were raised above her head and her eyes
were closed. Her hair and clothes were being ruffled by a breeze noone else could feel and a green
aura surrounded the girl.
Link nodded in understanding. What was the point of being a Sage if you couldn't control
your element? The Forest. Plant life. It made sense.
Another thing also dawned on the Wind Waker. He had been unable to defeat this new
opponent with his sword. However, the Oni (as the Hero of Time had called it) did not seem to like
Light Arrows. Link reached for his bow.
* * * * * * *
The Fierce Deity struggled to rise from the ground. The Light Arrow had hit him dead on.
Being a weapon that used holy light magic, the arrows were placed on the opposite end of the magic
spectrum as an evil god of darkness. This meant that wounds inflicted by this weapon would not
easily heal. In fact, weapons of virtue and/or light were the only thing that could hurt or kill the god
of wrath. The god's inability to dodge the arrow had been quite surprising. It had also cost the
demigod. He was now fighting with a rather painful injury. He had to be careful, or this could
possibly cost him his life.
The Fierce Deity struggled to a sitting position. He pressed one hand against his shoulder,
where some of his armor had been blown off. Red blood trickled from his shoulder and several other
places. He lifted his head just in time to see a second golden missile rushing towards his head. The
Oni only had time to raise his arms and cover his face before it hit.
The god of wrath was throw back again, this time he was thrown into and through the stone
wall of a nearby house. He slowly picked himself up out of the ruble formed by his collision, only to
find another arrow sailing towards his head. The demigod cursed to himself. Fortunately, before the
arrow could take off his head, the god's hand brushed against the hilt of his dropped sword. Using
all his might, the Oni pulled the sword up in front of himself. The Light Arrow hit the blade and
detonated. The blast knocked the god back to the ground, but did no further injury.
The Hero of Time cursed loudly. He put away his bow and pulled out the Great Fairy's
Sword, gripping it in both hands. The Fierce Deity noticed this as he began to pull himself back into
a sitting position. The demigod was puzzled. Why would the Hero switch from a tactic in which he
was likely to soon kill his opponent. Then he understood. No more arrows.
The god of wrath grinned as he struggled to his feet. The Hero of Time dropped into a ready
position. The demigod was still holding his bloodied left shoulder. A chunk of the shoulder was
simply missing. His left arm was also burnt and bloodied, nearly unusable. Smaller wounds dotted
the rest of the god's body. He was not in good shape. However, the Hero of Time could not injure
him any further. He smirked.
The Fierce Deity let go of his hurt shoulder and raised his good hand in the air. A large ball
of magic energy gathered there. However, before the demigod could release the attack, an explosion
of golden light racked his back, throwing him forward and to the ground.
The Hero of Time blinked in surprise. Both he and the Fierce Deity turned their heads. The
green clad boy from before was crouching on one knee. He held a bow in his hand, aimed at the
Oni. The boy calmly strung a new arrow, which began to shine with magical light.
The god of wrath cringed. Another boy with Light Arrows? And this one had a full quiver.
That was not good. The demigod quickly decided that continuing this fight was not in his best
interest. Quietly, he began to mutter a spell.
The Hero of Time took a step back in surprise when violet flames sprouted from the body of
the Fierce Deity. The Hero of Winds lowered his bow in surprise and confusion. The flames spread
across the evil god's body, seemingly consuming it and burning it away. The flame burnt out with a
soft pop, leaving no trace of the Fierce Deity.
Link the Wind Waker blinked in surprise. "What? Did that kill him?"
"No." The Hero of Winds turned questioningly to the other green clad boy hero. The Hero
of Time continued. "That was his own spell."
"Huh?"
"He got away."
this week. I have kind of dug myself into a hole in Calculus 2. I'm spending next week off my
comp and catching up. The test is Thursday, so I MIGHT update after it. Big MIGHT. Also, on a
shameless advertising note, if you at all like Dragon Ball Z, be sure to check out my DBZ stories,
which can be accessed through my bio. Now on with the story!
Disclaimer: idonotownthelegendofzelda. Happy?
The Legend of Zelda
The Golden Land
Chapter Seven
When Worlds Collide
LAST TIME:
"Is something funny, Oni?"
Everyone turned back to the sight of the explosion, where the dust had begun to clear.
There stood a blond haired boy about Link's age, wearing green clothes. A faint blue,
diamond shaped aura surrounded him, but dissipated. Behind him stood the trembling form of
Aryll.
The Fierce Deity scowled. "So you survived." Saria gasped and stared at the newcomer,
wide-eyed. Everyone else just stared.
Finally, the Oni grinned. He hoisted his massive sword up onto his shoulder. "Looks like it
is time to finish this. The first move is yours, Hero of Time."
NOW:
The Hero of Time made no move. He stood their and eyed the situation. There was a kid
who looked and dressed strangely like him, who had been fighting the Fierce Deity. And doing
surprisingly well. There was the little girl hiding behind him. She seemed to be his clone's sister.
There was another girl, dressed like a sailor. She seemed oddly familiar, but Link couldn't place it.
There was a crowd gathering around. Several people stayed closer to the fight than the others.
There was a girl how looked rather bird-like, Saria, a little wooden thing, several pirates . . . . Wait a
second!!! SARIA?!?!?! What was she doing here?!
Link gaped at the Forest Sage, who was staring right back in shock. Their eyes met.
However, before either could say or do anything, they were interrupted. "Are you going to stand
their all day?" the god of wrath demanded.
Link turned his attention back to the demigod. He would worry about Saria's unexpected
appearance later. He had other things to do. Unfortunately, the only thing he could hurt the Fierce
Deity with were Light Arrows. And Link only had three arrows. How could he guarantee that he
would hit?
The Hero of Time finally straightened. Strangely, a small smirk appeared on his face.
"Alright, Oni. I'll make a move." The demigod dropped into a defensive position as Link reached
behind his back. However, the god of wrath blinked in surprise when the Hero pulled a fancy, blue-
ish ocarina out. Link put the instrument to his lips and began to play a rather cheery song. A bead
of sweat rolled down the head of the Fierce Deity.
After Link finished the short song, he went still and seemed to zone out. The Oni's eye
began to twitch. He rested his sword on one shoulder and scratched his head with his free hand.
What the heck was he doing? Finally, the green clad youth snapped out of his daze. He then
smirked at the demigod.
"What was that all about?" The Fierce Deity demanded. "I thought you wanted to kill me.
Or do you not care about your friends that I killed?"
Link scowled. "Don't worry. You'll feel it soon enough." The Hero then pulled out his
bow and casually notched an arrow. Once in position, the arrow's head began to glow and shine
with a golden light. The Fierce Deity smirked and gave a slight humph sound. At this range he
could easily dodge one of those pesky Light Arrows.
Link took careful aim at the Oni, and finally loosed his arrow. The radiant missile sailed
through the air towards its target. The demigod watched the arrow approach with a bored
expression. When it got near enough, he prepared ro give a small hop to the side, to avoid the
projectile. However, that was when the mass of vines and branches shot from the ground and
wrapped around him, holding him in place.
"What the - ?!"
The Light Arrow hit, shredding the vines, lifting the god of wrath off his feet, and depositing
him ten or so feet back, smoke rising from his body.
* * * * * * *
Saria stared in shock at Link, the Hero of Time, who was supposed to be gone forever. Her
heart skipped a beat when his cerulean eyes locked with hers. She could not break the gaze, nor did
she want to. Suddenly, the Fierce Deity called out, breaking their gaze.
The Forest Sage blinked in surprise when her old best friend pulled out the Ocarina of Time
and began to play her song. *What the heck is he doing?* she wondered.
Saria, can you hear me?
The green haired girl nearly jumped out of her boots as the familiar voice rang in her head.
Link?!
Hey there. Long time no see.
Saria blinked in surprise. She mumbled telepathically, B-but . . . wha? . . how? . . . uh . .
Saria! Link's voice rang in her head again. We can talk later. This is an emergency! I
only have three arrows and I MUST hit the Fierce Deity with them. But, he is too fast and can
dodge them. Can you help me somehow?
Saria thought for a second. Yes, I think I have something that could work. Just fire at him
whenever you're ready. I'll hold him in place, she responded through her mind.
Thanks Saria. You're the best.
* * * * * * *
Link the Wind Waker, Tetra, and the others were understandably surprised when the
mysterious attacker referred to the newcomer as the Hero of Time. Of course, Link didn't care if he
was Santa Clause, as long as Aryll was safe.
Now that he thought about it, this new guy DID resemble the statues he had seen of the Hero
of Time. He also bore a strong resemblance to Link himself.
Of course, the Hero of Winds was as confused as everyone else when his ancient counterpart
began to play music on an ocarina. When the older Hero went into a kind of trance, Link had no
idea what was going on. Then, the Hero pulled out his bow.
Link watched with new interest as the Hero of Time prepared what he recognized as a Light
Arrow. Surprisingly, when the arrow approached the "god of wrath," as Saria had called him, vines
burst from the ground and held the demon in place. The light arrow hit with a bright flash, and sent
the god sprawling backwards.
Link turned to the side and spied Saria. Her hands were raised above her head and her eyes
were closed. Her hair and clothes were being ruffled by a breeze noone else could feel and a green
aura surrounded the girl.
Link nodded in understanding. What was the point of being a Sage if you couldn't control
your element? The Forest. Plant life. It made sense.
Another thing also dawned on the Wind Waker. He had been unable to defeat this new
opponent with his sword. However, the Oni (as the Hero of Time had called it) did not seem to like
Light Arrows. Link reached for his bow.
* * * * * * *
The Fierce Deity struggled to rise from the ground. The Light Arrow had hit him dead on.
Being a weapon that used holy light magic, the arrows were placed on the opposite end of the magic
spectrum as an evil god of darkness. This meant that wounds inflicted by this weapon would not
easily heal. In fact, weapons of virtue and/or light were the only thing that could hurt or kill the god
of wrath. The god's inability to dodge the arrow had been quite surprising. It had also cost the
demigod. He was now fighting with a rather painful injury. He had to be careful, or this could
possibly cost him his life.
The Fierce Deity struggled to a sitting position. He pressed one hand against his shoulder,
where some of his armor had been blown off. Red blood trickled from his shoulder and several other
places. He lifted his head just in time to see a second golden missile rushing towards his head. The
Oni only had time to raise his arms and cover his face before it hit.
The god of wrath was throw back again, this time he was thrown into and through the stone
wall of a nearby house. He slowly picked himself up out of the ruble formed by his collision, only to
find another arrow sailing towards his head. The demigod cursed to himself. Fortunately, before the
arrow could take off his head, the god's hand brushed against the hilt of his dropped sword. Using
all his might, the Oni pulled the sword up in front of himself. The Light Arrow hit the blade and
detonated. The blast knocked the god back to the ground, but did no further injury.
The Hero of Time cursed loudly. He put away his bow and pulled out the Great Fairy's
Sword, gripping it in both hands. The Fierce Deity noticed this as he began to pull himself back into
a sitting position. The demigod was puzzled. Why would the Hero switch from a tactic in which he
was likely to soon kill his opponent. Then he understood. No more arrows.
The god of wrath grinned as he struggled to his feet. The Hero of Time dropped into a ready
position. The demigod was still holding his bloodied left shoulder. A chunk of the shoulder was
simply missing. His left arm was also burnt and bloodied, nearly unusable. Smaller wounds dotted
the rest of the god's body. He was not in good shape. However, the Hero of Time could not injure
him any further. He smirked.
The Fierce Deity let go of his hurt shoulder and raised his good hand in the air. A large ball
of magic energy gathered there. However, before the demigod could release the attack, an explosion
of golden light racked his back, throwing him forward and to the ground.
The Hero of Time blinked in surprise. Both he and the Fierce Deity turned their heads. The
green clad boy from before was crouching on one knee. He held a bow in his hand, aimed at the
Oni. The boy calmly strung a new arrow, which began to shine with magical light.
The god of wrath cringed. Another boy with Light Arrows? And this one had a full quiver.
That was not good. The demigod quickly decided that continuing this fight was not in his best
interest. Quietly, he began to mutter a spell.
The Hero of Time took a step back in surprise when violet flames sprouted from the body of
the Fierce Deity. The Hero of Winds lowered his bow in surprise and confusion. The flames spread
across the evil god's body, seemingly consuming it and burning it away. The flame burnt out with a
soft pop, leaving no trace of the Fierce Deity.
Link the Wind Waker blinked in surprise. "What? Did that kill him?"
"No." The Hero of Winds turned questioningly to the other green clad boy hero. The Hero
of Time continued. "That was his own spell."
"Huh?"
"He got away."