Alright, I still don't own Zelda, though I wish I did.oh, well.A big
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Ch. 6: The Bearer and the Sword
Airaen and Zelda walked in the gardens of Hyrule Castle, Gate following close behind. As they walked, Airaen could not help but feel as if she had been here once before, as if from a dream of some sort. She threw her arms behind her head and clasped her hands on the nape of her neck and sighed blissfully. The setting sun played on the flowers, and there was a slight breeze. But, to Zelda, the air seemed still and deathly quiet. But her thoughts were interrupted by whistling. Turning, Zelda saw Airaen whistling an old traveling tune of her father's, the hint of a smile on her lips. Zelda could not help but laugh at the child's antics. Blushing, Airaen turned and said, "What the hell is so funny? I like the damn song!" Gate, outraged at such rude talk to the Queen, hit Airaen on the back of the head.
"Watch your manners, child, when you're with the Queen!", he cried.
"Watch your own damn manners, stupid fairy," Airaen mumbled. Zelda could not help but laugh at the pair, especially Airaen, who was as strong- willed as Zelda had been as a child. Airaen glared at Zelda. She hated to be laughed at. Rubbing the spot where Gate had hit her, she walked along at a brisk pace, head held high, mumbling about damn traitors as she went.
"You'll have to forgive her, my Lady," Gate said as he floated near Zelda, "She's as stubborn as anything, the complete opposite from her father. And she didn't get that attitude from Malon, her caretaker, to be certain. Trust me, I've always kept an eye on that girl, ever since you told me to, as well as the Deku Tree."
Zelda looked sad as she stared after Airaen. "I probably know where she got it from, though I dare not say it now."
"My Lady?", Gate asked. Zelda didn't answer, only stared after the now-angry Airaen as she continued on her way down the path in the garden. After a pause, she smiled and followed after the child. She found Airaen sitting on a ledge by a water fountain, her face turned towards the Hyrule market, apparently deep in thought. Sitting down next to her, Zelda followed her gaze. After a few moments, Airaen spoke.
"What's that building way over there, next to the market? I think I've seen it before somewhere."
Following her gaze, Zelda saw the large cathedral. "That, child, is the Temple of Time," she answered.
"Quit calling me 'child.' My name is Airaen, unless you want me to start calling you by your own name, my Lady," Airaen said haughtily. She's proud, too, Zelda thought, looking at her, So much like when I was a young child, even disguised as Sheik, thinking I could topple Ganon on my own.
"Alright, Airaen, that, as I told you, is the Temple of Time where-"
"The Master Sword lies," Airaen interrupted, an odd gleam in her eyes. Zelda's eyes widened. How could a child know of such matters? I told Link not to tell her anything of that Sword, she thought.
"Did your father tell you that?", Zelda inquired.
"No.I can just.oh, I don't know, a lucky guess?", Airaen replied quietly. No, that wasn't a guess.could she posses more power than Link and I guessed? Suddenly, Airaen stood up, a smile on her face. "I think I'm going to go see that temple! If the Master Sword lies there, than I'm going to get it and bring it to my father, so he can kick Ganondorf's filthy little ass!" She set off at a run as Zelda called after her. Leaping over bushes and flowers, Airaen made it out of the garden, into the castle, across the bridge, and on into the market. Night had finally fallen, and the market lay eerily deserted. Turning quickly to the left, Airaen ran up the steps, across the garden in front of the Temple, and up the stairs into the cathedral.
Inside, she looked around in awe at the amazing size of the Temple of Time. A red carpet lay on the floor, leading to a pedestal which held three stones: a green emerald, a red ruby, and a blue sapphire. Each were twirling, gleaming as if with their own light. A large passageway beyond led only into darkness. That must be where the Sword is!, Airaen thought. She climbed the steps and ran into the passage, unaware that she was being followed.
The passage led into a semi-lit room, as if sunlight were coming through the stained glass window above, but the sun had already set. Puzzled, Airaen let her eyes fall on a beautiful, gleaming sword in a pedestal bearing the crest of the Triforce. Slowly, she approached the sword, her heart pounding for some reason. She made her way up the steps until she stood in front of the Sword, the legendary blade her father had wielded as the Hero of Time. Slowly, Airaen reached out and touched the hilt of the Sword, her heart beating faster and faster, her breath short, perspiration appearing on her forehead. It felt warm to her, as if it had just been used. She gripped the hilt of the blade, when a cry of NOOO! reached her ears. Immediately, she released her grip on the sword and fell backwards, tripping over the stairs until she came to a halt on her back. Looking up, she saw the white face of Zelda, her eyes wide with fear, running towards her. Groaning, Airaen stood up, until a hit on the side of her face pushed her down again.
"IDIOT GIRL!", the voice of Gate cried, "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!! DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED??!! DID YOU LEARN NOTHING FROM YOUR FATHER?!" Moaning from the sting across her face, Airaen swung blindly at Gate, who dodged it easily.
He was about to strike her again when Zelda said, "No more, Gate! She was only trying to help her father. But you must understand, Airaen. If you draw that sword from its pedestal, you, as your father had before, will be sealed away for the Goddesses know how long. I will not let that happen to anyone again." For a moment, it seemed as if Zelda would cry, but her composure did not allow it. With a sigh, Airaen stood, brushing the dust from her clothes and glaring at Gate.
"Fine," Airaen said after a pause, "But who will bear that Sword? It's been proven already that it can stop any evil, so why can't we just use the damn thing? I don't care about getting 'sealed away' or whatever! I just want my father back! Don't you get it? They're going to kill him!"
But Zelda shook her head. "No, they won't, not yet at any rate," she said with a grim smile, "Ganon needs the Triforce of Courage as well as the Triforce of Wisdom together in order to make the Triforce whole again."
"So," Airaen said slowly, "Ganon needs to get you and my father together so he can get the Triforce? You know, the two pieces you two bear."
Again, Zelda shook her head. "No, Airaen, we do not have them anymore. Link and I both entrusted them to another Bearer, one that we hoped Ganon would not expect. Hopefully, Ganon will not realize that Link does not hold the Triforce of Courage anymore until it is too late for him."
"Oh. Then, uh, who has the two pieces?", Airaen asked, though she already knew the answer.
Slowly, Zelda turned towards her, a glimmer of a tear on her face. "You, my precious child. You are that Bearer."
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Ch. 6: The Bearer and the Sword
Airaen and Zelda walked in the gardens of Hyrule Castle, Gate following close behind. As they walked, Airaen could not help but feel as if she had been here once before, as if from a dream of some sort. She threw her arms behind her head and clasped her hands on the nape of her neck and sighed blissfully. The setting sun played on the flowers, and there was a slight breeze. But, to Zelda, the air seemed still and deathly quiet. But her thoughts were interrupted by whistling. Turning, Zelda saw Airaen whistling an old traveling tune of her father's, the hint of a smile on her lips. Zelda could not help but laugh at the child's antics. Blushing, Airaen turned and said, "What the hell is so funny? I like the damn song!" Gate, outraged at such rude talk to the Queen, hit Airaen on the back of the head.
"Watch your manners, child, when you're with the Queen!", he cried.
"Watch your own damn manners, stupid fairy," Airaen mumbled. Zelda could not help but laugh at the pair, especially Airaen, who was as strong- willed as Zelda had been as a child. Airaen glared at Zelda. She hated to be laughed at. Rubbing the spot where Gate had hit her, she walked along at a brisk pace, head held high, mumbling about damn traitors as she went.
"You'll have to forgive her, my Lady," Gate said as he floated near Zelda, "She's as stubborn as anything, the complete opposite from her father. And she didn't get that attitude from Malon, her caretaker, to be certain. Trust me, I've always kept an eye on that girl, ever since you told me to, as well as the Deku Tree."
Zelda looked sad as she stared after Airaen. "I probably know where she got it from, though I dare not say it now."
"My Lady?", Gate asked. Zelda didn't answer, only stared after the now-angry Airaen as she continued on her way down the path in the garden. After a pause, she smiled and followed after the child. She found Airaen sitting on a ledge by a water fountain, her face turned towards the Hyrule market, apparently deep in thought. Sitting down next to her, Zelda followed her gaze. After a few moments, Airaen spoke.
"What's that building way over there, next to the market? I think I've seen it before somewhere."
Following her gaze, Zelda saw the large cathedral. "That, child, is the Temple of Time," she answered.
"Quit calling me 'child.' My name is Airaen, unless you want me to start calling you by your own name, my Lady," Airaen said haughtily. She's proud, too, Zelda thought, looking at her, So much like when I was a young child, even disguised as Sheik, thinking I could topple Ganon on my own.
"Alright, Airaen, that, as I told you, is the Temple of Time where-"
"The Master Sword lies," Airaen interrupted, an odd gleam in her eyes. Zelda's eyes widened. How could a child know of such matters? I told Link not to tell her anything of that Sword, she thought.
"Did your father tell you that?", Zelda inquired.
"No.I can just.oh, I don't know, a lucky guess?", Airaen replied quietly. No, that wasn't a guess.could she posses more power than Link and I guessed? Suddenly, Airaen stood up, a smile on her face. "I think I'm going to go see that temple! If the Master Sword lies there, than I'm going to get it and bring it to my father, so he can kick Ganondorf's filthy little ass!" She set off at a run as Zelda called after her. Leaping over bushes and flowers, Airaen made it out of the garden, into the castle, across the bridge, and on into the market. Night had finally fallen, and the market lay eerily deserted. Turning quickly to the left, Airaen ran up the steps, across the garden in front of the Temple, and up the stairs into the cathedral.
Inside, she looked around in awe at the amazing size of the Temple of Time. A red carpet lay on the floor, leading to a pedestal which held three stones: a green emerald, a red ruby, and a blue sapphire. Each were twirling, gleaming as if with their own light. A large passageway beyond led only into darkness. That must be where the Sword is!, Airaen thought. She climbed the steps and ran into the passage, unaware that she was being followed.
The passage led into a semi-lit room, as if sunlight were coming through the stained glass window above, but the sun had already set. Puzzled, Airaen let her eyes fall on a beautiful, gleaming sword in a pedestal bearing the crest of the Triforce. Slowly, she approached the sword, her heart pounding for some reason. She made her way up the steps until she stood in front of the Sword, the legendary blade her father had wielded as the Hero of Time. Slowly, Airaen reached out and touched the hilt of the Sword, her heart beating faster and faster, her breath short, perspiration appearing on her forehead. It felt warm to her, as if it had just been used. She gripped the hilt of the blade, when a cry of NOOO! reached her ears. Immediately, she released her grip on the sword and fell backwards, tripping over the stairs until she came to a halt on her back. Looking up, she saw the white face of Zelda, her eyes wide with fear, running towards her. Groaning, Airaen stood up, until a hit on the side of her face pushed her down again.
"IDIOT GIRL!", the voice of Gate cried, "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!! DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED??!! DID YOU LEARN NOTHING FROM YOUR FATHER?!" Moaning from the sting across her face, Airaen swung blindly at Gate, who dodged it easily.
He was about to strike her again when Zelda said, "No more, Gate! She was only trying to help her father. But you must understand, Airaen. If you draw that sword from its pedestal, you, as your father had before, will be sealed away for the Goddesses know how long. I will not let that happen to anyone again." For a moment, it seemed as if Zelda would cry, but her composure did not allow it. With a sigh, Airaen stood, brushing the dust from her clothes and glaring at Gate.
"Fine," Airaen said after a pause, "But who will bear that Sword? It's been proven already that it can stop any evil, so why can't we just use the damn thing? I don't care about getting 'sealed away' or whatever! I just want my father back! Don't you get it? They're going to kill him!"
But Zelda shook her head. "No, they won't, not yet at any rate," she said with a grim smile, "Ganon needs the Triforce of Courage as well as the Triforce of Wisdom together in order to make the Triforce whole again."
"So," Airaen said slowly, "Ganon needs to get you and my father together so he can get the Triforce? You know, the two pieces you two bear."
Again, Zelda shook her head. "No, Airaen, we do not have them anymore. Link and I both entrusted them to another Bearer, one that we hoped Ganon would not expect. Hopefully, Ganon will not realize that Link does not hold the Triforce of Courage anymore until it is too late for him."
"Oh. Then, uh, who has the two pieces?", Airaen asked, though she already knew the answer.
Slowly, Zelda turned towards her, a glimmer of a tear on her face. "You, my precious child. You are that Bearer."