A/N: Whassup, yo homies?
Link: oO;
(looks at spell-check) Wow, none of those words are in my computer's dictionary! XD
Link: You're compy's out of style.
IS NOT! Anyways, you people ready for an action-packed chappie where the Hylians kick some serious tail?
Link: YEAH:D
Great! Cause here's the long chappie! Enjoy!
Rise of the Heroine of Time: Chapter 12: The Final Battle
His heart racing in his chest, Jurich reached the throne room without trouble. The throne room was unprotected, lacking guards for some purpose. Jurich looked ahead to see Ganondorf, who stood in front of his throne, his back turned to his half-son. But Jurich knew he knew he was there.
"So…" the Evil King spoke in a heavy voice. "My own son defies me… Quite unwise…"
Jurich, shaking slightly, hesitated, and didn't speak.
"I know you're hiding the Hylian Princess, Jurich," he growled. "…So where is she?"
Jurich stood stiff, tight-lipped. Ganondorf slowly began to turn.
"Still quiet? Careful. I'll ask you once more. Where…is…the princess?"
Jurich stood tall, brave and defiant. "I refuse to tell you."
The Evil King spun around quickly, fury burning in those eyes. "You what?"
"I cannot and will not let you exterminate the Royal Family of Hyrule. All lands will plummet into darkness if I allow you to become Hyrule's new leader."
A sick grin crossed his face. "That's my intention."
"NO! I won't allow it!" Jurich bellowed, and his eternity gem began to glow, twisting into a broad sword. His eyes had turned silver as the magic pulsed through his body.
Ganondorf remained calm as his drew his buster sword. "This is a challenge, I presume? Very well, then. I accept."
"Let's end this."
"To the death!"
Jurich hurled himself forward first, striking metal as Ganondorf blocked the attack with little effort. His brute strength alone gave him the ability to lift a heavy weapon with ease. It looked as if the Evil King had the upper hand, but Jurich was determined to keep him at bay for as long as he could before the Hylians could arrive.
Frustrated with his lack of landing any hits on his evil half-father, Jurich was able to sneak in a blast of magic, knocking him back. Ganondorf was too willing to return the favor with his own blast of magic. As a result, weapons were discarded for dark magic, leaving them both vulnerable as they darted through the air, attacking whenever they got the chance.
But even here, Ganondorf had the advantage. He was older and much more experienced, and Jurich, exhausted, collapsed to the ground to catch his breath and recover. Ganondorf floated above him, smirking down at him like a bully would to a defenseless child.
"You weak little infant," he mocked as Jurich slowly lifted his gaze. "What're you trying to prove by facing me when you know my skills are superior to yours?"
Hatred burned in those violet eyes, slowly melting into silver. "That evil cannot and will not prevail!" And with that, he lunged with a fist engulfed in purple flames. However, before the young warlock could swing that fist, Ganondorf reached out and grasped his slim neck with one massive hand. He then proceeded to tear his own half-son apart with a Black-Send. Jurich screamed in pain as his father proceeded to mock him through the sends.
You pitiful excuse for a son! It was virtue that made you weak! Goodness that eliminated your potential! There is no room for it anymore! Power will consume all those who are weak! Power shall replace all the foolish ones who treasure peace and unity!-
"NOOOO!" Jurich bellowed through the intense pain.
I will give you one chance. Only one. Join me, my son. Be the conqueror you were destined to be. Regain your lost Power. And together, as father and son, we can walk the path of destruction.-
Jurich was slowly losing mental control as the send blocked his thought process and caused extreme pain to his head.
Together, Tyryn… Together…-
In the hallways branching off from the throne room, the Hylian Royal Family darted with weapons in hand to confront the Evil King. But as they got closer, they slowed down as they ran through a strange aura that seemed to grow stronger as they got closer.
"Do you feel that…?" breathed Sheik.
"The air… it's so heavy…" Kili responded, disturbed as she perched on Florence's shoulder.
"It's… so powerful…" Link grunted, clutching his head in discomfort. "Full of anger… malice… Something's wrong…"
"Jurich!" Florence cried, rushing ahead. The rest shook off the uneasy feeling briefly, then followed.
There is no need to resist, Tyryn… You must give in to the Power eventually… All in this world exists for us, Tyryn…-
Jurich was feeling sick to his stomach. His father was trying to seduce him using his soul name! But this thought was blocked once more by the send, replaced by the temptation of giving in to the Power.
Surrender to the Power, Tyryn…- Jurich was struggling to think, but it hurt to try. The pain created a dark in which he could only see his father's unmerciful eyes. It was so easy, all he had to do was trust Ganondorf, but something deep inside resisted fiercely. What was it?
TYRYN!- Just then, a pure call of his soul name pierced its way through everyone else. A call he quickly recognized. Kalm!
Florence cried out in rage, leaped up, and slashed across Ganondorf's abdomen. With a shout of pain, the Evil King turned away, releasing Jurich from his inner torture. The youth dropped from the air like a stone, and he landed on the ground with a thud.
"ARGH! Meddling pest! How dare you interfere!" Ganondorf blew Florence back in scorn with magic, and with a cry of pain, she was sent into her parents' arms.
Disregarding the Royal Family at the moment, Ganondorf turned to his half-son, enraged. "YOU! YOU RECOGNIZED THIS SCUM?"
Regaining strength, Jurich stood, eyeing him levelly. "Yes, I did. I will not join you, Father. I belong on their side."
Ganondorf was seething. "Very well! Then you shall suffer as they shall!"
He released a burst of energy only his Triforce of Power could produce. A vortex of blue opened up in the floor, sucking in everything in the room. Jurich tried to escape with his flight powers. Link jammed his sword into the floor, and his family held on tight. Only Ganondorf stood rigid, his cape flying wildly in the wind.
"I BANISH YOU TO THE WRATHFUL OCEANS!" he roared. Jurich struggled to escape, but he was getting sucked in slowly.
TYRYN!- Florence called out in horror.
Ganondorf, angered by his stubbornness, sent a blast his way. Jurich was hit, and right after, he disappeared in the depths of blue.
"NOOO!" Florence released her grip and dove, but the vortex shrank and disappeared, and she skidded across the floor. Under her formed the translucent image of the raging seas, and Jurich floating in them. The princess watched in horror as he struggled, then submerged below the waves.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" she cried in agony, sitting there huddled, sobbing in misery and trying to call him out by his soul name, but got no reply.
"You sick pig!" Link bellowed. "That was cowardly!"
"And so was he!"
Florence, in her huddled position on the floor, began to tremble violently, but not in agony. In rage. She glared up at Ganondorf with the same amount of fiery her father had given. With a snarl, she leaped up to attack, and got close before a Black-Send halted any progress.
"I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED AGAIN, ESPECIALLY BY SOME GIRL!" The Black-Send hit all three Hylians, exposing them to the mental torture. Sheik quickly transformed back into Zelda, and she shielded her mind with her magic. But Link and Florence collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.
Kili, not being a Hylian, was unaffected by the Black-Send, yet still knowing what was happening. She knew what Black-Sending was from her studies, and she also remembered something vital…
Filled with confidence, the pixie floated between the two and opened up a fairy-send. The pure send burst through the dark and torturous sends, and the pain vanished in an instant.
"What the…?" Ganondorf was stunned.
The two creakily stood, smirking towards Ganondorf with sparkles detected in their eyes. "Fairy-sends break through your Black-Sends," Kili exclaimed. "You can't hurt them now."
No…! Ganondorf stalled. That was his number one strategy, to break them down with Black-Sends. Now he had nothing left.
"Zelda!" Link called out. "Hold him in place, but don't summon the Sages!"
Zelda nodded, then sent out the blast of purity, and just as the desperate Ganondorf had grabbed his sword, the spell hit him, and he froze in his own physical torture. He was wide open for the final blow.
The Master Sword and Northern Star both began to glow the same light. Link gripped his sword tightly, then grinned at his daughter. "Let's finish him off!"
The two stood above the writhing Evil King, untied with the grasp of their free hands. Then, together, the Hero and Heroine if Time pointed the blades in and pierced into their target in the final blow.
The two blades of light were buried in Ganondorf's chest, a morbid look on his face as he knew his time on this world was over. But he wasn't about to leave without returning the favor.
"If I die… so do you… cursed Hero of Time!" And with the last bit of his strength left, he took his sword and jabbed it into Link's abdomen. The hero gaped as he felt the cold steel pierce through his gut. His hand left his sword's hilt and went straight for the injury.
"Father!" Florence cried as she tried to support him. With no support left, Ganondorf's dead body fell back, the sword slipping out of Link's deep wound, and he cried out in pain as the blood flow and pain only increased.
"Link! No!" Zelda rushed to his side as Florence laid him on his back. His contorted face softened as he became weaker and weaker. Tears were escaping her eyes as her worst fears were coming true.
"His wound is too big! I can't heal it!" Florence cried.
"Neither can I!"
"Wait!" Kili stopped them. "Let's combine our powers! With all of us working together, we can surely save him!"
"Right, let's do that," Florence quickly agreed, positioning herself.
"Hurry!" Zelda exclaimed as Link lost consciousness. "He doesn't have much time!"
The three gathered in an arc above, uniting in spirit as they dug their fingers into the blood-soaked wound and devoted all their power into healing the injury. Their combined power was more than enough, as blood was regenerated, cracked bones were repaired, and torn tissues were knit. The contorted face returned and a fist shook from the fierce will to survive deep inside Link.
And in seconds, it was over. The two Hylians caught their breath as Kili flew about in joy.
"He's okay! Look, see, he's okay!"
Florence gasped once she had taken a look. "No, he's not okay, Kili… He's not okay at all…"
He looked alive, his open wound healed, but his eyes were wide and glassy, a sign Zelda remembered painfully from ten years ago, when his soul had been reaped from his body. Yet, she still detected his spirit within, so she tried hopefully.
"Link, it's over! No more fighting… No more blood-spilling… No more fear! You and dear Florence have destroyed the Evil King forever!"
There was no response. And it was then that Zelda realized that Link had not "gone out," but had done the complete opposite: "total retreatment." His spirit was hiding deep within the depths of the darkness, terrified senseless by all the fears and doubts. And then, Zelda knew she had a chance.
It is Gwen… Gwen, your lifemate! Come out of hiding, beloved… There is nothing more to fear…
The star that was Gwen searched inside in attempts to call Link back from his retreatment. And along the way, she saw horrid images of recent and long-past terrors of monsters, blood-spilling from his own hands, and primal fears of the dark presence. All Link had to endure over the course of his life was shown to Gwen in an instant.
And then Gwen came upon the object of her search: a small star, injured from trauma and fear and desperately reaching out for aid, calling with a feeble voice.
Gwen…? I don't want to come any closer… I… I'm afraid!
Oh, beloved, all you have seen and done! Give me your soulname, and I shall give you rapture from these nightmares. Never again will you need to endure such pain or fear. Never. All is done.
…There was a gentle silence…...
I am Gwen. Who are you?
I…I am… Alm… I am Alm…
Soul and soul… together as one…
As one…
ONE!
"One…" Link groaned, breaking away from his trance, spiritually exhausted.
Alm… We've done it!- Zelda smiled. -We've taken recognition for ourselves at last! It's all over!-
There was a moment of complete bliss as the recognized couple embraced lovingly, exchanging soulnames in gaiety. Kili perched on Florence's shoulder, looking at the two with a curious and puzzled gaze.
"What's up with those two…?" she asked her partner.
Florence didn't respond at first, looking over at her parents in honest gladness. "…I believe it's recognition."
"Recog-what?"
"I'll explain it to you later," she sighed, then tried once more to call for her beloved soulmate. When there was no answer, she felt a piercing ache in her heart, but was quiet about it, at least for now. The Evil King was gone, the country was safe, and the Royal King and Queen were blessed with the beauty of recognition. Now was a time for celebration.
A/N: Why are my battle chappies always so long...? Eh. YAY! One more chappie and this fic will finally be over!
Link: Yay!... Huh? (looks around) Hey, how come it's so dark?
OH! I played Resident Evil 4 for the first time! I swear, it's so fricken scary, I couldn't go to sleep that night.
Link: Wow. Now THAT'S a scary game. Is it hard?
Challenging, to say the least. I died at the hands of the evil chainsaw guy…
Link: Chainsaw guy…?
Chainsaw Guy: (starts motor) ¡Le relevaré de su cabeza!
O.O AHHHHHH! (runs away for dear life) REMEMBER TO REVIeeeeewww….
Link: Man, she sure does that a lot. How w... (realizes he's alone with the Chainsaw guy)
Chainsaw Guy: (revs up motor) ¡Usted ahora muere!
Link: O.O AHHHHHHHHHHH! (runs away for dear life)
