Chapter 2
"Jordan! Have you seen my coat?" My sister yells at me from upstairs. They're leaving to go shopping. I didn't want to go. I just got a new game for my game system. Like I'd leave that.
"It's probably in your closet!" I yell back. Silence, then...
"How do you know where all of my stuff is?" my sister yells back.
"It's always in the same place. How do you never know where it is?" My sister is so strange. She always puts her stuff in the same place, yet she never seems to know where anything is.
"Honey, we're leaving now. Are you sure you don't want to come?" my mom insists one last time.
"No Mom. I just want to stay and play my new game. See you later. Love you." As they are pulling out of the driveway, I run to turn my game on. I hardly ever get a chance to play, what with my sister hogging it all the time. She's into little red plumbers. I'm not. No, my preference is sword- fighting guys that run around in green. Yeah, I'm a Zelda fan through and through. I hate Mario. I used to call my sister Maria just to tick her off, but she started calling me Link, and I stopped. It's childish anyway. I watch the opening screen, listening to the music and kicking back on the couch. I think about the girl from the park. I really hope she comes over. Come to think of it, she looks kinda like Zelda. I wonder if she'll be offended if I tell her that. I hope not. Zelda's pretty. So is Heather. Heather... I like that name. I realize I need to enter in my name. I enter Link, as is customary. This is probably the only other tradition I follow. If I'm playing a new Zelda game, I name my character Link. Makes much more sense than wearing blue every year for my birthday. There's a knock on the door. It's Heather.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she asks meekly.
"Not at all. I was just about to play my new game, but I can put that away."
"What game is it?"
"It's the new Zelda game. Wind Waker."
"I love video games. Can I watch?" Wow, this girl likes video games?
"Sure! Come on in! We won't be interrupted by my sister either. They've gone shopping." We sit on the couch. It's just like watching a movie. She laughs and jumps at all the right parts. It's strange though. I mean, it's just a video game. Not like it's real.
"Aw crap. I can't seem to get this part." It's an excuse. I'd rather hang out with her than play games all day.
"Can I try?" she asks. She's giving me that look of hers. How can I say no to that? I hand her the controller, and guess what? She got through it.
"You're good at that," I say. She laughs. I love her laugh. We look at each other. She's smiling. Before I know what's happening, we're leaning in toward each other. She's put the controller aside, and has her arms around me. I'm holding her too. She fits like she was made to go there. We lean toward each other, eyes closed...
And the lights go out. Great. A blackout.
"That's too bad. And you didn't even save your..." She cuts off there, her eyes wide.
The game's still on.
"This wasn't in the manual," I say, falling back on my sarcasm. I'm scared out of my mind. "It can't get any stranger than this."
As if on cue, the screen starts to shift and turn, moving like water. I was wrong. It can get stranger.
"What's it doing, Jordan?" she asks. You can hear the fear in her voice. I hate that. I don't want her to be scared. I move toward it. The colors start spinning faster. I might think this was pretty if I wasn't so freaked out. I lean forward. I get the overwhelming desire to reach my hand out. I can't help it. I touch it.
Sparks are flying, but that's the least of my worries. It's hard to think straight. My whole body aches as if it were on fire. I pull away, but it worsens. I scream once, and black out.
Where am I? I hear voices... They whisper to me...
"Child... Come, child."
It's speaks so softly, yet I'm afraid. Why...?
"Child of destiny... Follow... Ease your weariness... Follow us... Ours is the greater path..."
Out of the darkness, this voice calls to me. Where have I heard it before?
"Hero, follow us... Live in greatness... Choose our path..."
Hero? Now I'm confused. I shout into the darkness.
"Who are you?"
"I am the great one. Follow my ways... Live in greatness..."
Why does this sound sinister? Out of the darkness, another voice calls to me. This one is loud and clear.
"Jordan! Don't listen! Come to the light!"
I like this voice. It's commanding and soothing at the same time.
"Hero... Do not listen... Come to me... I will heal you..."
I notice that I don't feel like I'm on fire anymore... This voice can't be so bad...
"No! Jordan! Don't listen to it! It's evil! It'll hurt you!"
It won't hurt me... It healed me...
"It's a trick! It's trying to deceive you! Come to me! Please!"
I call out to the darkness surrounding me. "How do I know you're telling the truth?"
"Hero... I will not lie to you... I can offer you greatness..."
"Jordan! It's lying now! You have to trust me! It's me, Heather! If you won't do it for you, do it for me! Please?"
She sounds genuinely worried... I want to comfort her... "Heather! How do I get to you?"
"Hero... You choose pain over greatness and glory? Come to me... I can show you glory... You can rule... Everyone will follow you... Everyone bow down to you... Does not glory sound nice?"
Glory does sound nice... I call into the overwhelming darkness... "Who are you? Where do you come from?"
"Child of Destiny... I am the great one... I can show you-"
I cut it off before it can finish. "What do you mean, Child of Destiny? And what is your name?"
"Jordan! Don't encourage it! It feeds off of your energy! You'll set it free!"
"Maybe I want it free! What if glory sounds appealing?"
"Jordan! No! Don't listen! It's lying to you!"
She's positively crying now... I don't care, she has to be lying to me...
"I don't believe you."
Silence... I hear a choked sob... I didn't mean to hurt her feelings...
"Heather?"
"Hero... Follow... Awaken..."
"Who are you?" It starts to answer, but is interrupted by a very loud voice.
"SILENCE, SLIME! WEAVE YOUR LIES NO LONGER! HERO OF TIME! COME BACK TO THE LIGHT!"
Hero of Time? Now I'm really confused... But where have I heard that before...
"Hero... So you are the Child of Destiny... Come... Follow me... I leave you a path to greatness and glory... Awaken, fallen Hero... She cannot make you great!"
I can't help but want to listen... I really need to work on controlling my emotions...
"Awaken..."
Somehow, I don't know how, I know exactly what to say.
"Awaken me! Give me glory!"
I awaken in a bright flash of light, and I hear two things. A cry of defeat from Heather, and a spine-chilling evil laugh from the other voice.
"Fool! You have chosen darkness! How could you do that?" Heather screams at me, but I'm not listening. I'm staring up at the monstrosity that is that other voice. I know who he is now. He reaches down, and I struggle to get away, but he is faster than me. His grip tightens about my throat, and I can feel him trying to snap my neck.
"You asked who I was? I am Ganondorf."
"Jordan! Have you seen my coat?" My sister yells at me from upstairs. They're leaving to go shopping. I didn't want to go. I just got a new game for my game system. Like I'd leave that.
"It's probably in your closet!" I yell back. Silence, then...
"How do you know where all of my stuff is?" my sister yells back.
"It's always in the same place. How do you never know where it is?" My sister is so strange. She always puts her stuff in the same place, yet she never seems to know where anything is.
"Honey, we're leaving now. Are you sure you don't want to come?" my mom insists one last time.
"No Mom. I just want to stay and play my new game. See you later. Love you." As they are pulling out of the driveway, I run to turn my game on. I hardly ever get a chance to play, what with my sister hogging it all the time. She's into little red plumbers. I'm not. No, my preference is sword- fighting guys that run around in green. Yeah, I'm a Zelda fan through and through. I hate Mario. I used to call my sister Maria just to tick her off, but she started calling me Link, and I stopped. It's childish anyway. I watch the opening screen, listening to the music and kicking back on the couch. I think about the girl from the park. I really hope she comes over. Come to think of it, she looks kinda like Zelda. I wonder if she'll be offended if I tell her that. I hope not. Zelda's pretty. So is Heather. Heather... I like that name. I realize I need to enter in my name. I enter Link, as is customary. This is probably the only other tradition I follow. If I'm playing a new Zelda game, I name my character Link. Makes much more sense than wearing blue every year for my birthday. There's a knock on the door. It's Heather.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she asks meekly.
"Not at all. I was just about to play my new game, but I can put that away."
"What game is it?"
"It's the new Zelda game. Wind Waker."
"I love video games. Can I watch?" Wow, this girl likes video games?
"Sure! Come on in! We won't be interrupted by my sister either. They've gone shopping." We sit on the couch. It's just like watching a movie. She laughs and jumps at all the right parts. It's strange though. I mean, it's just a video game. Not like it's real.
"Aw crap. I can't seem to get this part." It's an excuse. I'd rather hang out with her than play games all day.
"Can I try?" she asks. She's giving me that look of hers. How can I say no to that? I hand her the controller, and guess what? She got through it.
"You're good at that," I say. She laughs. I love her laugh. We look at each other. She's smiling. Before I know what's happening, we're leaning in toward each other. She's put the controller aside, and has her arms around me. I'm holding her too. She fits like she was made to go there. We lean toward each other, eyes closed...
And the lights go out. Great. A blackout.
"That's too bad. And you didn't even save your..." She cuts off there, her eyes wide.
The game's still on.
"This wasn't in the manual," I say, falling back on my sarcasm. I'm scared out of my mind. "It can't get any stranger than this."
As if on cue, the screen starts to shift and turn, moving like water. I was wrong. It can get stranger.
"What's it doing, Jordan?" she asks. You can hear the fear in her voice. I hate that. I don't want her to be scared. I move toward it. The colors start spinning faster. I might think this was pretty if I wasn't so freaked out. I lean forward. I get the overwhelming desire to reach my hand out. I can't help it. I touch it.
Sparks are flying, but that's the least of my worries. It's hard to think straight. My whole body aches as if it were on fire. I pull away, but it worsens. I scream once, and black out.
Where am I? I hear voices... They whisper to me...
"Child... Come, child."
It's speaks so softly, yet I'm afraid. Why...?
"Child of destiny... Follow... Ease your weariness... Follow us... Ours is the greater path..."
Out of the darkness, this voice calls to me. Where have I heard it before?
"Hero, follow us... Live in greatness... Choose our path..."
Hero? Now I'm confused. I shout into the darkness.
"Who are you?"
"I am the great one. Follow my ways... Live in greatness..."
Why does this sound sinister? Out of the darkness, another voice calls to me. This one is loud and clear.
"Jordan! Don't listen! Come to the light!"
I like this voice. It's commanding and soothing at the same time.
"Hero... Do not listen... Come to me... I will heal you..."
I notice that I don't feel like I'm on fire anymore... This voice can't be so bad...
"No! Jordan! Don't listen to it! It's evil! It'll hurt you!"
It won't hurt me... It healed me...
"It's a trick! It's trying to deceive you! Come to me! Please!"
I call out to the darkness surrounding me. "How do I know you're telling the truth?"
"Hero... I will not lie to you... I can offer you greatness..."
"Jordan! It's lying now! You have to trust me! It's me, Heather! If you won't do it for you, do it for me! Please?"
She sounds genuinely worried... I want to comfort her... "Heather! How do I get to you?"
"Hero... You choose pain over greatness and glory? Come to me... I can show you glory... You can rule... Everyone will follow you... Everyone bow down to you... Does not glory sound nice?"
Glory does sound nice... I call into the overwhelming darkness... "Who are you? Where do you come from?"
"Child of Destiny... I am the great one... I can show you-"
I cut it off before it can finish. "What do you mean, Child of Destiny? And what is your name?"
"Jordan! Don't encourage it! It feeds off of your energy! You'll set it free!"
"Maybe I want it free! What if glory sounds appealing?"
"Jordan! No! Don't listen! It's lying to you!"
She's positively crying now... I don't care, she has to be lying to me...
"I don't believe you."
Silence... I hear a choked sob... I didn't mean to hurt her feelings...
"Heather?"
"Hero... Follow... Awaken..."
"Who are you?" It starts to answer, but is interrupted by a very loud voice.
"SILENCE, SLIME! WEAVE YOUR LIES NO LONGER! HERO OF TIME! COME BACK TO THE LIGHT!"
Hero of Time? Now I'm really confused... But where have I heard that before...
"Hero... So you are the Child of Destiny... Come... Follow me... I leave you a path to greatness and glory... Awaken, fallen Hero... She cannot make you great!"
I can't help but want to listen... I really need to work on controlling my emotions...
"Awaken..."
Somehow, I don't know how, I know exactly what to say.
"Awaken me! Give me glory!"
I awaken in a bright flash of light, and I hear two things. A cry of defeat from Heather, and a spine-chilling evil laugh from the other voice.
"Fool! You have chosen darkness! How could you do that?" Heather screams at me, but I'm not listening. I'm staring up at the monstrosity that is that other voice. I know who he is now. He reaches down, and I struggle to get away, but he is faster than me. His grip tightens about my throat, and I can feel him trying to snap my neck.
"You asked who I was? I am Ganondorf."