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I walked down the hall, hoping that my bus didn't leave without me. I took a quick glance behind me, and I saw Zelda running to catch up with me. She ran past the lockers and the empty classrooms, while I stopped and turned around, and she looked at me through her golden hair that was slapping her face with her big azure eyes. She finally caught up with me, and tried to catch her breath.
"Fancy meeting you here," she said in between breaths.
"Same to you," I said. We started to walk slowly down the hall, like we had both forgotten that our bus was leaving. I cursed under my breath as I watched roll down the road from the window.
She watched it with me and said, "Did you know that our bus just left without us?"
"Yeah... Oh well, I'll just have to call my uncle," I said, shrugging at her, and we continued to walk down the empty hall.
"It's definitely them!" I heard someone whisper. I think Zelda heard too.
"Who said that? Did you hear that, Zelda?" I asked, and stopped.
"Yes, I-," she stopped in the middle of her sentence and screamed, spilling all of her books and papers onto the floor.
"What? What's the matter, Zelda?!" I asked. When she didn't answer, I grabbed her shoulders and her eyes looked clouded for some reason.
"M-m-my hand... It's my h-h-hand," she said, in between gasps, lifting up her right hand, almost as in a trance, and I could see a triangle taking shape on the back of her right hand. I felt the burning pain myself, winced, and then looked at my right hand. It was the triangle from the dreams I had been having! Zelda had stopped squirming, and was now still. The clouds in her eyes rolled away, and they were now clear as day.
"It stopped," she said, and I let her shoulders go.
"I have one too," I said, looking at my hand, and then at hers.
"What are they?" she asked, and then we heard a gas sound, coming from the end of the hall. A wall of smoke had risen, then it was drifting away and I tried to make the figure out.
"They are tools, very important tools, and children should not play with tools," I heard a dark voice say.
"Who are you?" I asked, and the figure was now clear. He was a bulky man with dark skin and glowing red eyes. He had what looked like a business suit on, but the clothes were too dark to tell. His footsteps were like thunder as he came closer, and then in the blink of an eye, he was at least five feet away from Zelda and myself. I heard his breathing, and it came at me like hot steam, with a foul smell of evil. I stepped in front of Zelda as if to protect her.
"That doesn't matter. Give it to me, boy!" he barked in his black voice.
"Give what?" I asked, and there were hate in those words.
"Go! Both of you! Now! Run as fast as you can, and as far as you can go! Now! Hurry!" I heard a female voice yell, and as soon as I heard it, Ms. Nabooru popped out in between the man and me.
"Wha?! Ms. Nabooru?! What-how'd you get there?!" I asked as my head throbbed with questions.
"It doesn?t matter! Just go to the back parking lot! Now!" she cried.
At that point I was scared. All of the courage I had when I had stood up to that man for a few seconds, had gone. It wasn't the man that scared me now, it was the running; it was the fact that I had to run for my life that scared me. I then felt like a victim, running from a problem, or in my case an enemy, that I had never known. So I grabbed Zelda's hand, and ran for all I was worth. Down the halls, we turned, and past the classrooms and lockers, we rushed.
I finally made it to the big double doors, and thrust them open with my free hand. Zelda jerked her hand away, and stumbled back against the brick wall, gasping for breath. I tried to find my breath as well, but it didn't come to me; so I stood there, gasping for air, and hoping that it would. Zelda looked at me, her azure eyes wide, and full of fear. I understood, and looked around, finally catching my breath.
"I'm scared," she said, and tears started to weld up in her eyes, "I really am scared, Link."
"I am too... I don't know who that man was, but he scared me, and I have no idea what this is all about, and if it's my fault, I'm sorry," I said quickly.
"It's okay," she sniffed, "it's not you're fault," she said, and then started to cry.
"Aw...don't cry!" I tried to calm her down, but she kept on crying. "Please, don't cry! We'll get through this, I promise," I said.
She looked up at me and tried to smile through her falling tears, and failed poorly. We then heard the sound of a vehicle pulling up. I looked, and saw black car pull up. The windows were tinted a very dark color, it had no license plate, and the hood seemed a little dented. The back door flung open, and I heard an eerily familiar voice bark orders.
"Get in the car! Now!" she ordered, and we did so. The door slammed as soon as we jumped in the back seat, and we sped off.
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"Ah, Nabooru, it is good to see you," Ganondorf said, as he walked closer to her.
"Go to hell!" she spat, and took a few steps back.
His boots seemed to hit the white, tile floor louder and louder as he came closer to her. "Now, will you be a good girl, and tell me where they are?" he asked.
"I would spend an eternity in the Desert Colossus before I told you," she said, and took a few more steps back until she could go no further.
"You speak of our homeland like it's still around," he grinned as he came closer.
"What do you mean, 'our'? It was never yours, you came from hell!" she yelled.
"Stupid fool!" he yelled, and swung his hand to slap her. He missed, and looked around as he felt in the thin air before him. "Damn," he cursed, and then disappeared like Nabooru had, and hopefully, to a different destination.
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I walked down the hall, hoping that my bus didn't leave without me. I took a quick glance behind me, and I saw Zelda running to catch up with me. She ran past the lockers and the empty classrooms, while I stopped and turned around, and she looked at me through her golden hair that was slapping her face with her big azure eyes. She finally caught up with me, and tried to catch her breath.
"Fancy meeting you here," she said in between breaths.
"Same to you," I said. We started to walk slowly down the hall, like we had both forgotten that our bus was leaving. I cursed under my breath as I watched roll down the road from the window.
She watched it with me and said, "Did you know that our bus just left without us?"
"Yeah... Oh well, I'll just have to call my uncle," I said, shrugging at her, and we continued to walk down the empty hall.
"It's definitely them!" I heard someone whisper. I think Zelda heard too.
"Who said that? Did you hear that, Zelda?" I asked, and stopped.
"Yes, I-," she stopped in the middle of her sentence and screamed, spilling all of her books and papers onto the floor.
"What? What's the matter, Zelda?!" I asked. When she didn't answer, I grabbed her shoulders and her eyes looked clouded for some reason.
"M-m-my hand... It's my h-h-hand," she said, in between gasps, lifting up her right hand, almost as in a trance, and I could see a triangle taking shape on the back of her right hand. I felt the burning pain myself, winced, and then looked at my right hand. It was the triangle from the dreams I had been having! Zelda had stopped squirming, and was now still. The clouds in her eyes rolled away, and they were now clear as day.
"It stopped," she said, and I let her shoulders go.
"I have one too," I said, looking at my hand, and then at hers.
"What are they?" she asked, and then we heard a gas sound, coming from the end of the hall. A wall of smoke had risen, then it was drifting away and I tried to make the figure out.
"They are tools, very important tools, and children should not play with tools," I heard a dark voice say.
"Who are you?" I asked, and the figure was now clear. He was a bulky man with dark skin and glowing red eyes. He had what looked like a business suit on, but the clothes were too dark to tell. His footsteps were like thunder as he came closer, and then in the blink of an eye, he was at least five feet away from Zelda and myself. I heard his breathing, and it came at me like hot steam, with a foul smell of evil. I stepped in front of Zelda as if to protect her.
"That doesn't matter. Give it to me, boy!" he barked in his black voice.
"Give what?" I asked, and there were hate in those words.
"Go! Both of you! Now! Run as fast as you can, and as far as you can go! Now! Hurry!" I heard a female voice yell, and as soon as I heard it, Ms. Nabooru popped out in between the man and me.
"Wha?! Ms. Nabooru?! What-how'd you get there?!" I asked as my head throbbed with questions.
"It doesn?t matter! Just go to the back parking lot! Now!" she cried.
At that point I was scared. All of the courage I had when I had stood up to that man for a few seconds, had gone. It wasn't the man that scared me now, it was the running; it was the fact that I had to run for my life that scared me. I then felt like a victim, running from a problem, or in my case an enemy, that I had never known. So I grabbed Zelda's hand, and ran for all I was worth. Down the halls, we turned, and past the classrooms and lockers, we rushed.
I finally made it to the big double doors, and thrust them open with my free hand. Zelda jerked her hand away, and stumbled back against the brick wall, gasping for breath. I tried to find my breath as well, but it didn't come to me; so I stood there, gasping for air, and hoping that it would. Zelda looked at me, her azure eyes wide, and full of fear. I understood, and looked around, finally catching my breath.
"I'm scared," she said, and tears started to weld up in her eyes, "I really am scared, Link."
"I am too... I don't know who that man was, but he scared me, and I have no idea what this is all about, and if it's my fault, I'm sorry," I said quickly.
"It's okay," she sniffed, "it's not you're fault," she said, and then started to cry.
"Aw...don't cry!" I tried to calm her down, but she kept on crying. "Please, don't cry! We'll get through this, I promise," I said.
She looked up at me and tried to smile through her falling tears, and failed poorly. We then heard the sound of a vehicle pulling up. I looked, and saw black car pull up. The windows were tinted a very dark color, it had no license plate, and the hood seemed a little dented. The back door flung open, and I heard an eerily familiar voice bark orders.
"Get in the car! Now!" she ordered, and we did so. The door slammed as soon as we jumped in the back seat, and we sped off.
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"Ah, Nabooru, it is good to see you," Ganondorf said, as he walked closer to her.
"Go to hell!" she spat, and took a few steps back.
His boots seemed to hit the white, tile floor louder and louder as he came closer to her. "Now, will you be a good girl, and tell me where they are?" he asked.
"I would spend an eternity in the Desert Colossus before I told you," she said, and took a few more steps back until she could go no further.
"You speak of our homeland like it's still around," he grinned as he came closer.
"What do you mean, 'our'? It was never yours, you came from hell!" she yelled.
"Stupid fool!" he yelled, and swung his hand to slap her. He missed, and looked around as he felt in the thin air before him. "Damn," he cursed, and then disappeared like Nabooru had, and hopefully, to a different destination.