"Well, to begin…Sheik, you should probably tell it."
"When evil rules all, an awakening voice from the Sacred Realm will call those destined to be Sages, who dwell in the five temples. One in a deep forest...One on a high mountain...One under a vast lake...One within the house of the dead...One inside a goddess of the sand...Together with the Hero of Time, the awakened ones will bind the evil and return the light of peace to the world...This is the legend of the temples passed down by my people, the Sheikah."
"So that's basically it." Meghan said.
"Yes. But currently, you cannot get in the first temple. Go to Kakariko, you will find something there."
"Like what?"
"You will have to find it yourself. If you'll excuse us…" Sheik said.
"I must go." Meghan said. Sheik and Meghan both stepped back,
"We will meet again." Sheik and Meghan disappeared. Link just stood there, comprehending what had just happened. So he had to awaken the sages…hmm…
Sheik and Meghan teleported to the top of the Temple of Time.
"I'm sorry, Meghan, but I must go. I have to do some things…But then I'll be back here, if you shall need me."
"It's OK, Zelda. I'm sorry I acted so rudely."
"Goodbye, I shall see you." Sheik teleported. Meghan waited until Link had left the town to jump down. As she walked away from it and, she thought she heard a sound. She looked to where it came from, Ganondorf's castle. She shuddered…
No…
(While they were in the temple)
Ganondorf was sitting on his thrown…
He was bored. But, as if just to perk him up, he felt it.
His little evil guinea pig.
He hadn't known for nearly as long as Meghan and Zelda had, about the curse. But he did figure it out. And now, he was experimenting with her. He would visit her when he found out where she was, and sometimes if he knew where she was, he would leave. Just to make her suffer.
Today he wasn't feeling all too mean. As he sat atop his self-appointed thrown, he decided to go visit her.
She grew stronger in her magic abilities everyday. He could feel it. But whenever she gained more strength, he took it away and gave her dark magic. She couldn't use it against him, and using it for good would not work. It was, after all, evil. So she was virtually helpless against him. Perfect.
His little pig.
Today he felt her presence coming towards him. Whenever she stayed in a close place for a prolonged amount of time, he could feel her oozing toward him. He could feel it because it was evil. It was innocent evil, though.
It tasted good.
One day, she would be ready to serve him. And a fine servant she would make.
With her as a minion, most people would not object. She was their princess. With her there, people would be even more afraid than they were of him now.
Perfect.
Concentrating, he felt for where she was. He concluded that it came from the temple. With a flourish of his black cape, he made his way out of his tower. He wasn't in a bad mood, so he wouldn't make her suffer. But he was bored, so he wouldn't just apprehend her and not do anything.
No, not today. Today…
Being evil was good.
Meghan Ran down the steps. If she could just get to her place...Zelda had made a section in the back alley where her dark magic wouldn't leak out of.
She ran across the opening. She had to get into the back alley…
He couldn't get her there.
She was almost in the back alley. She got in…yes, just a bit further.
"Hello." An annoying voice that seemed to follow her everywhere said. He was standing right in front of her. He walked up to her. She backed up. He kept walking. "Nice to see you again. Come to think of it…it's been a while…"
"Get away from me…" she said. She kept backing up. She backed herself right into his trap.
She backed into a wall. He walked right up to her…
He outstretched his hand and grasped her neck. Tightly. She grabbed at his hand, trying to get him to let go. He pinned her against the wall.
"What were you doing in the temple today?' He asked in a happy voice, as if he wasn't choking her. "Did we have visitors?"
"Get…off…of…me…" she managed to say. His grip tightened around her neck. She pulled at his wrist, wanting him to let go…
She couldn't breathe. She tried to take in a breath…it hurt so much.
"Let's try this again. Who was it?" She couldn't tell him…she owed that much to Zelda…but she couldn't say anyway. She could barely breathe, let alone talk. "Not answering, huh?" he knew she couldn't. He was doing it purposely. She tried to pry his fingers off.
He tightened it so much…she thought her wind pipe would be crushed. "Next time, you'll tell me who it was." He said. She tried to tell him one thing…but she still couldn't breathe. She felt light-headed…any longer and she would faint.
"I hate you" she mouthed.
"What was that?" he taunted and sneered. "You'll have to speak louder."
"I hate you" she tried to say again. She was feeling so lightheaded, she was sure she was going to faint. But she wouldn't go down without causing him pain, like the pain he had inflicted upon her over the years. She let go of his hand and reached behind her. She had a dagger in a sheath strapped on her back. If only she could reach it. She was going to kick him, but he was standing so wherever she did kick, it would make no difference. It wouldn't hurt him. She tried to reach it. In her current position, she couldn't. He had her pinned so she was barely on her feet, she could just reach the ground and barely support herself. She reached her hand behind her back…
She suddenly slashed him on his wrist. Being as weak as she was at the moment, it didn't do much. He didn't let go, but cursed her loudly and lessened his grip. Greenish-tinted blood ran down his arm. He snarled.
"Go die in a hole somewhere." Meghan managed to say. He tightened his grip and raised her higher, off her feet. She gasped and choked, but then flashed her eyes at him. For a moment, they seemed black.
"I'll be back. You'd better hope that I'm not in a bad mood next time I see you."
He threw her slightly to the side. She fell to her knees, gasping for breath, and holding and rubbing her throat. He walked away, laughing his dispicable laugh.
"Die." She whispered. "Please die." She said. "Why…won't…you die?" she said at an audible volume. Whether he heard her or not, she wasn't sure, but she wished he had. Oh so very badly.
Hey, thanks for the reviews guys. Any more for me? Puh-lease? OK. Never mind. But I have anither question for you...
Do you think it's time to change the rating? Because it's getting violent...
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