All right then. I only got three reviews, but I'll post this anyway. But
first, I have some reviews to reply to.
Blizrun- Thanks for the support! You were the first reviewer! Anyway, I'm glad that you like the idea, and please keep reviewing for me, okay? And thanks for the compliment! (It's my first time writing in the present tense. Shhhh! Don't tell ^_^)
Invader DOOM- Heheh. Why are you afraid to log in? (Just curious, no offense meant or anything) I think several people have the same idea I do. You should go ahead and post that story, it's not like I'm gonna go around saying you stole my idea or anything. (I've already found a few stories like this one) Besides, yours sounds more interesting than mine!
Christine- You'll see what's up with Navi soon enough. ^_^
Well, I suppose that's it for now! I'm so happy the chapters are coming this quickly! My muses are pleased with me!! Yay!! Well, I hope you enjoy, and please review! -Nagem
"Talking"
/Thoughts/
*Telepathic speech, if there is any*
::Words meant to be in italics::
After the test I am immediately ambushed by Skye. She is hopping around on one foot excitedly, as if she were waiting for something. When I raise my eyebrows and don't say anything, she becomes annoyed.
"Well?" she demands after a well-aimed (but friendly) sock to my already-injured jaw (thank heavens it was friendly, too, otherwise I don't think I could talk even if she wanted me to) "How'd it go?" I work my jaw for a few moments before I answer.
"I think it went okay," I say. "I fumbled on a few of the things, but saved myself. What happened to you?" She has gray patches on the knees of her usually-black gi. She rubs them almost impatiently as we begin to walk down the hall.
"I had cleaning duty." She makes a face. "Sensei Dad was mad at me for letting dinner burn last night while I was talking on the phone." She shrugs.
Leave it to her to be talking when she should be watching the food. We pause for a moment outside a classroom where we hear yelling, and Skye smiles.
"Hey, Link," she says. I turn to her.
"Yeah?" I ask as we watch a few students-white belts-run by, being chased by one of the red belts, yelling something about scrubbing the hallways. I dimly take the time to notice the sponges they've strapped to their knees, and I hear Skye snicker and mutter something about not using the sponges properly.
What's wrong with strapping them to your knees? It's what I used to do.
"Anyway," Skye says, snapping my attention back to the present. "I was going to ask you about your katas."
"What about my katas?" I ask, somewhat defensively. "They're fine! I practiced all week, I swear it!"
"No, no, no, no," Skye says quickly. "I know they're fine, that's why I want you to help me with mine!" I stop muttering under my breath with my mouth hanging open. "I'm having trouble with a few of the ones where we hold swords, and I was wondering if you'd give me a few tips about handling it."
"Why me?" I ask. "I'm just, as of now, a brown belt. Why not ask your dad or one of the other teachers?" Skye shifts uncomfortably.
"Link, you're the best swordsman I've ever seen," she says. I swallow hard. "Even my dad says that you're the best to come to the dojo." She looks down at the floor, as if she's said something that she shouldn't have.
She has a point, come to think of it. A sword has always felt natural to me. Whenever I felt threatened, I reached to my back as if there were a sword there. I subconsciously reach to where the hilt of one would be. My hand closes around thin air, but I have a sense that that wasn't always true.
::He stares at me with glowing eyes, where I can see the evil intentions he has.
"Tell me boy, where did they go?" I back away, and my hand flies to my back, where I find a solid sword-hilt. My fingers close around it, and I draw it, enjoying the "shing" sound that I hear. I hold it in front of me while my other hand goes around to pull the shield off my back. I hear slow, clear laughter before everything goes white and I am flung backward in a world of pain.::
I gasp and pull myself out of the vision.
/Where in the world did that come from?/ I wonder as Skye glances at me, concern etching its way through her face. /I've been watching too many medieval movies./
"Are you all right?" Skye asks. "You blanked out on me for a moment." I shake my head, thrusting it into my hand. "Link!"
"I'm fine," I say once my head clears. "You said something about practicing katas?" She smiles, and nods.
"Skye, you hold it like this," I say, walking across the empty classroom to her and correcting her grip on the hilt of her wooden practice sword. She doesn't say anything, but nods and focuses on swinging with the new grip. She hasn't been acting herself for the past half-hour we've been practicing.
I wonder if it has anything to do with me blanking out during that vision?
"I think I've got it, Link," she says after a few minutes. I nod, and we fall back into fighting stances, holding our swords at the ready. There's the ::clunk:: as wood hits wood, and we fall back into our fighting style. "Halloween's coming up." I nod.
"What are you dressing up as?" I ask, blocking her thrust. She pauses. I take the advantage and aim for her head. She gasps and blocks just in time. I smile. "You're getting better."
"Thanks," she says, slightly out of breath from the quick reaction. "I dunno what I'm gonna be for Halloween quite yet. I'm thinking a ninja or something like that. What about you, Link?"
"I don't know," I say. "I haven't even really thought about it, with the test coming up and everything." She nods as she parries my blow.
"I can understand," she says. "Dad makes it hard to think of anything else when he's about to test you. Still, if you don't do something soon, the stores will be out of the good costumes." I nod.
"SOMEONE GET THAT FERRET!! IT'S HERE AGAIN!" There are the sounds of many people running, and the realization of who the ferret is hits me.
"Navi!" I yell, bolting for the door as I hear Skye break into hysterical laughter. I tumble into the hall and look wildly around. "Navi!!" I begin to run down the hall, hoping to find her before anyone else does.
How in the world did she know where I was?
"Link!!" Another brown belt catches my attention. "She went that way." The brown belt points down the hallway I ignored earlier. "Skye's dad is chasing her with his practice sword!" I nod my thanks to her and bolt down that hallway. I suddenly see a brown blur.
"Navi!" I yell, dropping to my knees grabbing her out from under the blow of a sword. I clutch her protectively to my chest as I get up to face Skye's father, my Sensei.
"What is that ferret doing here again?" Sensei growls, swinging his practice sword over his shoulder. Navi lets out a terrified squeak and climbs up into my hair for a few seconds, and then, as if she remembers she's not supposed to be there, climbs back down to my shoulder.
"She must have gotten out, sir," I say, eyeing the sword as if I were daring him to swing it at Navi again.
Actually, that's not such a good idea, so I avert my gaze to his face.
"Well, next time make sure that she doesn't get out," he says, and turns his back on me, suddenly yelling for Skye to get her butt out here. Once he's left the hall, I pluck Navi off my shoulder and look her straight in her little beady ferret eyes.
"This is entirely your fault," I say to her. She gives me this look, as if she's saying, "Well, you ::could:: have told me where you were going."
I didn't know ferrets could say so much with just their eyes.
"And why are you so worried about me anyhow?" I ask, gently settling her back onto my shoulder. "It's like you're trying to protect me from something." She squeaks as if to say I'm correct, and I open my mouth to ask her something else but stop when I hear someone else in the hall.
"I didn't know you talked to animals, Link." The brown belt who helped me out earlier is standing there. Her red hair's pulled back into a bun and she smiles at me. Her name's Kenya, I think. "It's all right, though." She looks Navi in the eyes and puts a finger out as if to stroke her.
"I wouldn't do that-" I warn, but it's too late.
"AAAAH!! IT BIT ME!"
"I told you."
"LINK!! THAT FERRET'S IN TROUBLE NOW!!"
"Ah, shit," I mutter. I turn to Kenya, who's nursing her bleeding finger. "Tell Skye I'm sorry that I can't practice anymore." With that, I make a wild run out of the dojo, toward home. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
/One crack. One chip. One small opening./
Ganondorf smiled as he saw the weakness in his foe's seal.
/It's all I need to send my minions into their world/
Dark energy pulsed around him, shattering everything it came in contact with.
/Then, when their forces are weak, I will take over./
Black light-dark magic-flowed through the air and out of the portal he had made.
/Go minions, go. DESTORY THEM!!/
Blizrun- Thanks for the support! You were the first reviewer! Anyway, I'm glad that you like the idea, and please keep reviewing for me, okay? And thanks for the compliment! (It's my first time writing in the present tense. Shhhh! Don't tell ^_^)
Invader DOOM- Heheh. Why are you afraid to log in? (Just curious, no offense meant or anything) I think several people have the same idea I do. You should go ahead and post that story, it's not like I'm gonna go around saying you stole my idea or anything. (I've already found a few stories like this one) Besides, yours sounds more interesting than mine!
Christine- You'll see what's up with Navi soon enough. ^_^
Well, I suppose that's it for now! I'm so happy the chapters are coming this quickly! My muses are pleased with me!! Yay!! Well, I hope you enjoy, and please review! -Nagem
"Talking"
/Thoughts/
*Telepathic speech, if there is any*
::Words meant to be in italics::
After the test I am immediately ambushed by Skye. She is hopping around on one foot excitedly, as if she were waiting for something. When I raise my eyebrows and don't say anything, she becomes annoyed.
"Well?" she demands after a well-aimed (but friendly) sock to my already-injured jaw (thank heavens it was friendly, too, otherwise I don't think I could talk even if she wanted me to) "How'd it go?" I work my jaw for a few moments before I answer.
"I think it went okay," I say. "I fumbled on a few of the things, but saved myself. What happened to you?" She has gray patches on the knees of her usually-black gi. She rubs them almost impatiently as we begin to walk down the hall.
"I had cleaning duty." She makes a face. "Sensei Dad was mad at me for letting dinner burn last night while I was talking on the phone." She shrugs.
Leave it to her to be talking when she should be watching the food. We pause for a moment outside a classroom where we hear yelling, and Skye smiles.
"Hey, Link," she says. I turn to her.
"Yeah?" I ask as we watch a few students-white belts-run by, being chased by one of the red belts, yelling something about scrubbing the hallways. I dimly take the time to notice the sponges they've strapped to their knees, and I hear Skye snicker and mutter something about not using the sponges properly.
What's wrong with strapping them to your knees? It's what I used to do.
"Anyway," Skye says, snapping my attention back to the present. "I was going to ask you about your katas."
"What about my katas?" I ask, somewhat defensively. "They're fine! I practiced all week, I swear it!"
"No, no, no, no," Skye says quickly. "I know they're fine, that's why I want you to help me with mine!" I stop muttering under my breath with my mouth hanging open. "I'm having trouble with a few of the ones where we hold swords, and I was wondering if you'd give me a few tips about handling it."
"Why me?" I ask. "I'm just, as of now, a brown belt. Why not ask your dad or one of the other teachers?" Skye shifts uncomfortably.
"Link, you're the best swordsman I've ever seen," she says. I swallow hard. "Even my dad says that you're the best to come to the dojo." She looks down at the floor, as if she's said something that she shouldn't have.
She has a point, come to think of it. A sword has always felt natural to me. Whenever I felt threatened, I reached to my back as if there were a sword there. I subconsciously reach to where the hilt of one would be. My hand closes around thin air, but I have a sense that that wasn't always true.
::He stares at me with glowing eyes, where I can see the evil intentions he has.
"Tell me boy, where did they go?" I back away, and my hand flies to my back, where I find a solid sword-hilt. My fingers close around it, and I draw it, enjoying the "shing" sound that I hear. I hold it in front of me while my other hand goes around to pull the shield off my back. I hear slow, clear laughter before everything goes white and I am flung backward in a world of pain.::
I gasp and pull myself out of the vision.
/Where in the world did that come from?/ I wonder as Skye glances at me, concern etching its way through her face. /I've been watching too many medieval movies./
"Are you all right?" Skye asks. "You blanked out on me for a moment." I shake my head, thrusting it into my hand. "Link!"
"I'm fine," I say once my head clears. "You said something about practicing katas?" She smiles, and nods.
"Skye, you hold it like this," I say, walking across the empty classroom to her and correcting her grip on the hilt of her wooden practice sword. She doesn't say anything, but nods and focuses on swinging with the new grip. She hasn't been acting herself for the past half-hour we've been practicing.
I wonder if it has anything to do with me blanking out during that vision?
"I think I've got it, Link," she says after a few minutes. I nod, and we fall back into fighting stances, holding our swords at the ready. There's the ::clunk:: as wood hits wood, and we fall back into our fighting style. "Halloween's coming up." I nod.
"What are you dressing up as?" I ask, blocking her thrust. She pauses. I take the advantage and aim for her head. She gasps and blocks just in time. I smile. "You're getting better."
"Thanks," she says, slightly out of breath from the quick reaction. "I dunno what I'm gonna be for Halloween quite yet. I'm thinking a ninja or something like that. What about you, Link?"
"I don't know," I say. "I haven't even really thought about it, with the test coming up and everything." She nods as she parries my blow.
"I can understand," she says. "Dad makes it hard to think of anything else when he's about to test you. Still, if you don't do something soon, the stores will be out of the good costumes." I nod.
"SOMEONE GET THAT FERRET!! IT'S HERE AGAIN!" There are the sounds of many people running, and the realization of who the ferret is hits me.
"Navi!" I yell, bolting for the door as I hear Skye break into hysterical laughter. I tumble into the hall and look wildly around. "Navi!!" I begin to run down the hall, hoping to find her before anyone else does.
How in the world did she know where I was?
"Link!!" Another brown belt catches my attention. "She went that way." The brown belt points down the hallway I ignored earlier. "Skye's dad is chasing her with his practice sword!" I nod my thanks to her and bolt down that hallway. I suddenly see a brown blur.
"Navi!" I yell, dropping to my knees grabbing her out from under the blow of a sword. I clutch her protectively to my chest as I get up to face Skye's father, my Sensei.
"What is that ferret doing here again?" Sensei growls, swinging his practice sword over his shoulder. Navi lets out a terrified squeak and climbs up into my hair for a few seconds, and then, as if she remembers she's not supposed to be there, climbs back down to my shoulder.
"She must have gotten out, sir," I say, eyeing the sword as if I were daring him to swing it at Navi again.
Actually, that's not such a good idea, so I avert my gaze to his face.
"Well, next time make sure that she doesn't get out," he says, and turns his back on me, suddenly yelling for Skye to get her butt out here. Once he's left the hall, I pluck Navi off my shoulder and look her straight in her little beady ferret eyes.
"This is entirely your fault," I say to her. She gives me this look, as if she's saying, "Well, you ::could:: have told me where you were going."
I didn't know ferrets could say so much with just their eyes.
"And why are you so worried about me anyhow?" I ask, gently settling her back onto my shoulder. "It's like you're trying to protect me from something." She squeaks as if to say I'm correct, and I open my mouth to ask her something else but stop when I hear someone else in the hall.
"I didn't know you talked to animals, Link." The brown belt who helped me out earlier is standing there. Her red hair's pulled back into a bun and she smiles at me. Her name's Kenya, I think. "It's all right, though." She looks Navi in the eyes and puts a finger out as if to stroke her.
"I wouldn't do that-" I warn, but it's too late.
"AAAAH!! IT BIT ME!"
"I told you."
"LINK!! THAT FERRET'S IN TROUBLE NOW!!"
"Ah, shit," I mutter. I turn to Kenya, who's nursing her bleeding finger. "Tell Skye I'm sorry that I can't practice anymore." With that, I make a wild run out of the dojo, toward home. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
/One crack. One chip. One small opening./
Ganondorf smiled as he saw the weakness in his foe's seal.
/It's all I need to send my minions into their world/
Dark energy pulsed around him, shattering everything it came in contact with.
/Then, when their forces are weak, I will take over./
Black light-dark magic-flowed through the air and out of the portal he had made.
/Go minions, go. DESTORY THEM!!/