Marth and Roy walked happily down the corridor, they commented on every thing that they saw, when it got to the point where, it was getting annoying to other people they stopped.
So anyways, that was the somewhat prologue of this chapter, and had nothing to do with anything, until they sat in the kitchen for lunch the next day and did nothing except for sniffing and wiping their eyes. Zelda walked in holding a sign that said love in very huge in very big letters. She gave them a dirty look, then realized that they looked awfully sad. Because that wasn't a normal thing, and they would most likely be kicking people around or just going crazy, Zelda decided to talk to them.
" Whats wrong?" she said as leaning on the chair and placing the sign on the rusty table.
" Life just really stinks!" Roy said wiping his eyes continuously.
Marth, covering his face with his arms, popped his head out, and grabbed the sign with his hand. He then took a giant and long marker and started writing on the back of the cardboard paper Zelda used for the protesting sign.
" World domination?" Zelda shouted in confusion.
" Yeh, Roy and I want to start a protest too," Marth said freakishly sad.
" Like really! Revolutions suck!" Roy shouted under the table.
Marth crept under the table.
" Don't you mean resolution?" Marth asked him.
" Whatever, revolutions still stuck, but maybe we could start one too! I mean really, haven't you before, Oh my gosh, that is funny," Roy tried to whisper.
" How is that funny, you had a minor army, and half your team sucked anyway!" Marth tried to whisper.
" Oh my gosh, that's not true, and how would you know anyways!" Marth complained loudly.
Zelda lifted up the table, and she looked very, very angry.
" What the hell, seriously guys! Are you trying to keep secrets, cause I'm not deff!" Zelda shouted at them.
Marth and Roy stood up and walked away.
"Er, hello, exclamation please, sheesh!" Zelda said to them.
The two looked back and walked up to her. Roy stoke his hand out and made a thumbs down, and then they both walked away into another room again. Zelda just stood back and sighed.
There was just total silence in Links room at this time. It was just him, lying in his bed with his fighting tunic on. His eyes were closed, and he was just there. It may not look interesting or, exciting when you looked at him just there, but it was in his head where all of the action took place.
"I can only remember, rain, blood, thunder, and darkness. I was half-asleep when it happened. Somebody was carrying me. To…To," Link stopped thinking, and only then imagined it in his head.
It was dark; Link was silently left beside the castle where he was dropped. His face lay on the ground. The darkness came closer, and the wind blew faster. Rain and blood dropped onto him, mostly blood. He was under a small shack fit for one small creature, because he had tumbled over and had almost fell into the water surrounding the castle. Yes, and mostly blood fell onto him because, the shack sheltered him from the pouring rain. But the blood still sprayed at him like a water gun. The castle happened to be next to the war, which had been going on for quite some time.
Link uncovered his eyes from the dirty, bloody floor. He wiped the blood off of his eyes. He gasped when facing the tall, armored man that had fell dead beside the shack. But Link thought to himself… At lease his I'm not visible to others. Even if Link was young, err…That's sort of what he was thinking. Hours later, the blood stopped, and only the rain fell. Link crawled out of the shack. He was small, he walked curiously down the path. Everyone was dead, the field was full of a bunch of dead people. Link looked around. He had realized that he had recognized some people. Like his mothers friend, his fathers friend, a cleric from Kakariko, his Goran babysitter he had for one day, the mailman, and some guy that looted. He wondered hardly, why are these people on the floor.
" Hmm, you're probably wondering, why are these people on the floor?" A tall man said behind Link.
Link shook, he was afraid to turn. But the question this man stated, it was so hard to explain.
Link turned to him.
His eyes lid in the darkness, he had a big grin on his face. He was bloody and sweaty. His right hand held onto his sword. His left hand held onto his cape. His red hair blew in the wind. Link just nodded.
" Don't worry, they're not dead. They're just playing with you, in a few seconds you'll see them again!" he said.
He gripped his sword out of his sheath. His eyes we fierce. He aimed his sword at Link.
"You are going to die you know?" the man said.
Link stood strong and didn't flinch.
"Fine," he let out his sword, and ran for Link.
Suddenly…
Link opened his eyes. It was morning. He had just relived his memory. His back ached. Then a bone cracked as he got up.
" What happened, I don't remember," Link groaned to himself.
He fell back face down on his bed.
A few seconds later, a voice said, "remember what? Maybe I will refresh your memory!"
Link immediately got up to the cheerful voice on that early morning.
It was Zelda.
"What are you doing in my room, you protest maniac?" Link laughed.
" I devised a strategy last night. I'm going to put up random signs on the player's desk, light switch, radio, bed and lamp! That way, they will get the point. Cause none of them really listen to me," Zelda yelled.
"Why are you shouting?" Link asked.
"So that everyone knows that I need the attention!" She yelled again.
Link laughed as the two heard someone yell shut up!
" Gah, Why don't you, you hippo!" She shouted back.
Link thought for a moment, " who was that?"
Zelda didn't allow pauses and said, " who cares!"
" Hey, guess what. Yesterday Marth and Roy were crying because I was doing such a great job!" she said proudly.
" Um, are you sure of that?"
" Yes, I'm certain, she replied.
Zelda gathered her mess, and headed for the doorway.
" Well, my work here is done!" Zelda nodded.
Link chuckled, " Ok, have fun!"
He walked out behind her and looked both ways. Then headed for the kitchen.