Hiya everyone! I didn't think this chapter would be too good, because it doesn't have enough dialogue or anything, and is mainly fighting and siege. But don't get discouraged or anything, because it will pick up again!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T FUCKING OWN LEGEND OF ZELDA! How many times must I write this!
It was mid-noon. "Defenders up front…" A tall slim Zora whispered as a group of Zora's lined up front, and began to cast spells on themselves, and sheets of hardened ice tower shields appeared in their hands, and they began to march forward. The commander called out to the medium large militia behind him. " Destroyers, a row behind the archers…" He said as a row of archers with huge bows and strangely shaped arrows knocked, along with a quiver on their backs, and behind them, robed Zoras began muttering incantations to themselves. The Zora leader called out to the others. "Skirmishers, ready your weapons!" He said, and Zoras in the back, wearing plate armor and wielding pole weapons with weighted hammers at the end, readied them selves.
Two Gorons were sitting at the top of the mountain, watching the oncoming militia marching up the trail to their mountain home. "Will you lead the resistance, Dirth?" And he shook his head. "Only if they make into the mountain, and refuse to leave, will I strike back. Have you forgotten I'm the spokesperson for the peace treaty, Doth?" And the smaller one nodded. "Fine then. I'll try to repel them then…" And then, the smaller Goron, Doth, walked back in through a door carved out of the mountain, and walked towards a Goron near Dirth's size. "Father, we need to assemble any Gorons with fighting ability." And then his father, a large Goron by standards, nodded. "And what will your brother Dirth be doing?" He asked. "Dirth will be defending the inside if we fail and they manage to make it in." His father nodded, and he reached onto a shelf, and found a large horn, and blew into it.
The Zoran defenders heard the large rumbling form even inside of the mountain, and it was accompanied with the ground shaking. " DEFENDERS, BRACE YOURSELF!" And the Zoran Defenders stopped, and held their position as a dozen Gorons began rolling towards the Zoras. "Destroyers, ATTACK!" The commander yelled, and the robed Zorans began yelled out spells, and the air began to chill over, and ice ruptured the air, and two of them were impaled, where 8 of them merely slammed into them, and went straight through, but slowed down significantly., and the other two managed to swerve out of the way. "ARCHERS!" And they began firing arrows, that amazingly, pierced the rocky hide of the Gorons. After three waves of Gorons, they had managed to push their way ¾ up the mountain, losing only 3 of their front Defenders.
Doth growled to himself. "What the hell! Are these Zora's actually studying us? How else would they know to make piercing weapons, and all this crap!" And Dirth non-chalantly stared at the Zora's below them. "Well, they aren't as stupid as we once thought, they've actually used our strength against us… take out the mages, and I'll take out every last one of those skirmishers and archers." He said, and walked away. Doth grimaced at the oncoming group. "SPIKERS!" And then there was a rumbling as 50 Gorons, spikes and all, rolling down the mountaintop, past Doth, and towards the Zorans.
" WE'VE GOT SPIKE ROLLERS! WE'RE IN DEEP SHIT NOW! BUCKLE DOWN!" The commander yelled, and the last couple of Zoran defenders grimaced as the braced for approaching onslaught. Even with the magic, these specially trained Goron's couldn't have been stopped. The arrows merely bounced off the spikes, and they smashed right through the hardened ice shields, and shredded right through the mages and defenders, and the archers, who weren't expecting the sheer force that the Goron's smashed into them with. The only ones left were the Skirmishers, probably the quickest willed and sharp-minded Zorans the Zoras had to offer. In lieu of the onrushing Gorons, they merely sidestepped, and slammed their pole-hammers into their sides, knocking them out of their curled form. Now is when the intense battling occurred, fists slamming into the Zora's, the force lessened by the plate, but they still felt the impact, which knocked the wind out of them. Soon enough, they had defeated the last of the spiked Gorons, but there were about 10 skirmishers left, and they were all exhausted, and beaten up. But this didn't lower their morale.
"Dammit, I'm sooo lost…" A female Zora said to herself as she climbed the steep mountain trail. " Kaiaru, why didn't you take the left at the fork?" She asked herself, as she wiped her brow as she made it to somewhat even land. "Zorans!" She exclaimed to herself, as if she had spotted salvation, in hell conveniently reincarnated on Hyrule. "Hey, guys! Wait up! I need directions!" She waved, happy to see someone friendly for once. One of the so-called 'dead' Gorons stood up, ran up to her, and lashed out at her, in a last ditch effort to go down while taking another Zora out. After his fist collided with Kaiaru's rib cage, sending her flying, he collapsed, dead, or unconscious… you couldn't really tell. She then fell, and saw nothing more.
Dirth stood at the entrance to Goron City, as the attackers broke through their main defenses, and they stopped 10 yards short of Dirth. "Stop, turn back, surrender, or die. There are lots of choices here." He said, adjusting his bracers. One of the Zorans spoke up. "Or how out we kill you!" They yelled, and they last ten charged Dirth. The first one tried a horizontal swipe with his pole-hammer, but Dirth merely rolled up, and hopped over it, and rolled straight into him, and crushed him into the wall. Then, as he uncurled, he stopped a hammer with his hand, and broke off the hammer that topped the pole weapon, and threw it with incredible speed at the next Zora running at him, and it collided with his face, killing him nearly instantly. He wrenched the pole from the disarmed Zora, and drove the pole through his rib cage, and launched him at the 7 others, stunning them. He then rolled up, and as he rolled towards them, spikes emerged form his body, and he shredded three of them, and then, he proceeded to whale on the last few with his fists. He looked visibly fatigued. "Any more?" he asked himself, as he left the Goron City, and went outside to look for any survivors that needed finishing off.
As he walked, he found a living Zora, one that looked like a traveler, wearing Hylian styled clothing, a pair of dark blue pants and a red tunic, with a dagger and a small backpack slung over her back. She seemed to be breathing, and he thought over what to do with this one. Well, I should start an example of neutrality for the rest of the Gorons, fight off invaders, but then, take in one of the same race, but of more innocent status. Seems good to me… He thought, as he picked up the frail Zora and proceeded into the City. "I'll get an ass-rapping from Father for this though, but what the hell, maybe I can keep her as a pet or something…" He said to himself, in one of his more humorous moods, obviously from winning the battle with the odds against him 10 to 1. I wonder hat she was doing on the mountain trail though? He thought, but he dismissed the thought, as he walked into the City.
Chapter Four: An interesting match-up.
Darreth have spoken to the Clan. Will they re-accept him? You'll have to find out yourself by reading the next chapter! And the Royal Guard didn't find them, but someone potentially more dangerous than the royal guard tries to take him in for thte huge bounty on his head, will this mystery warrior win?