Ugh, I seem to have contracted a virus... -blows nose- Besides that... I'm SORRY! Really sorry! I know I said twice a week and I haven't updated at all, but... Well, read the ending note. Until then, replies. -finds another box of tissues- Accursed gym teacher, making us play soccer in the rain...
You know my name...: You only reviewed because I posted the link in that public chat room for Ka- uh... Mxedcherub and you were curious. And you are NOT illiterate! You're in IB!
Mxedcherub: Heh, that's 'cause it ain't Hyrule. It's this world. And I think I captured the cruelty of people in this dimension fairly well, no?
Armor-armadillo: (The Legend of Advertisement!) XD Deathray! XD That always was a great commercial...
DC16: Long reviews are so awesome! (HINT HINT HINT!) I don't think is story is going so well... Once I get around to writing the part where they go back to Hyrule, I'll be able to write more quickly, but it's way too slow now and I lack inspiration and... I'M INADEQUATE! -sobs, then sneezes-
Blondie91: Oh no, I've seen stranger. -looks at a picture of Brother- This story isn't going along too nicely, so I fear I might have to enlist the big evil "D" word: DISCONTINUATION.
Fire god101: HI! IREMEMBER YOU! Glad you like it so far!
CheeseFromJupiter (Being Lazy): Yes, so I noticed with Lawrence. Wait, Lawrence wasn't an optimist! He was a, a, a, a, a... uh... -coughs- What were we talking about?
Blondie91: (The Legend of Advertisement!) XD -is singing that commercial now- XD I'm trying to use stuff that has a catch phrase, but I'm coming up short.
Da marshmallow: (FtSotW) You got an account! YAY! YAY! I remember that three-days thing... Man did that ever suck! -tries to remember what my review said- Darn my short term memory span! DARNIT ALL!
Da marshmallow: (FtSotW) Niffy-poots, another example of my completely random, spur-of-the-moment humor! WHEEEE!
The One With Powa: (The Legend of Advertisement!) DELL, eh? Hum, hum, hum... Do they have a catch phrase? My favorite part of that chapter was Saria with her line about lawsuits. XD
Numdenu: (The Legend of Advertisement!) Those phone thingies? -writes down on endless list of suggestions- I am most pleased that my fanfiction is lovled! -coughlovedcough-
Da marshmallow: (FtSotW) Yesh, sequel is next! Ya got a long ways to go, kiddo! -remembers that I know naught of the ages of my reviewers- Ya got a long ways to go, beloved Reader! n.n; I'm glad you liked the pictures! You didn't see anything you shouldn't have, did you? Spoilers? Don't be tempted by the darkness!
Da marshmallow: (FYD) It really wasn't that good of a first chapter... It was actually kinda awful. Bad start, bad start, bad start. No action, no humor, no anything good! But read it anyways! MUAHAHAHAHA!
Tai Aurion: (The Legend of Advertisement!) I KNOW YOU! You write the Tales of Symphonia fanfiction I adore! Write more of that! But review in between, 'kay? I thrive on reviews!
Tai Aurion: (The Legend of Advertisement!) Let's see... the second commercial wasn't Geico... what was the second chapter about? Can't remember... Stupid virus is messing up my head! -hits self- OWWWWCH!
Damarshmallow: (FYD) I love the way the Child Sims dance... My mom watched a kid dance to heavy metal music and asked if he had gender issues. XD
Da marshmallow: (FYD) The fourth chapter is the most humorous in the entire story! I needed to release some of the comedy within me, and it was getting a little too serious, so I wrote that chapter. I actually got the idea for it while washing dishes from a dinner of Chinese food. My dad can't tell the difference between the different foods. Basically everything in that chapter is from my personal experience, even all the fortunes!
Da marshmallow: (FYD) Movin' right along, aincha? Keep it up and you'll catch up with your sister in no time!
Chapter 2: Awakening a Demon
"Are you sure?" Link asked in concern. He couldn't believe it. The seal on the Guardian Tree had held for years upon years. Link was nearly the age he had been upon defeating Ganondorf the first time. Now Hieke, his closest of friends, had come to him with the unsettling news that the seal that held both the Gerudo King of Thieves and the demon Kuro was weakening.
"I'm positive," Hieke assured, her eyes downcast. "I don't know why, but Kuro seems to breaking out. It's strange, because Ganondorf shows no signs of escaping whatsoever."
Link sighed and rested his chin on his palm. "We should have defeated him instead of locking him away," he said after a long silence. Hieke shook her head in disagreement. "We weren't strong enough to have killed him," she reminded. "If you recall, we were matched pretty evenly. We countered all of Kuro's attacks and he countered all of ours. We had no choice but to seal him into the Guardian Tree."
"Nonetheless," Link objected, "we'll have to defeat him once and for all should he escape. We need to tell Kaze about this. Do you know where he is nowadays? I haven't seen him in so long…"
"That's because he's a drifter these days," Hieke explained. "I think he's at Death Mountain helping the Gorons excavate rocks from Dodongo's Cavern. Should I ask Zelda to send a guard for him?"
Link stood from the oak table and made for the door. He had taken up residence in Hyrule Castle as of late. "No, that won't be necessary," he smiled. "I'll go see him myself. Coming, Hieke?"
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Lor cautiously entered through the glass doors. He had never visited a hospital before, but Mr. Glenwood had insisted that he see a doctor immediately. It seemed appropriate; despite the librarian's care, his injured left wrist throbbed with agony. Lor approached the secretary's desk and waited patiently for her to finish with her phone call.
"How can I help you, sir?" the woman asked, putting her caller on hold. "Oh no, ma'am! Please finish up there. Don't allow me interrupt you," Lor objected. The secretary noticed how he was holding his wrist so gingerly. Add to that, the bloody gash on his face appeared new. She picked up her intercom speaker.
"Paging Dr. Liston, Dr. Liston. There is a patient to see you in the lobby. Dr. Liston to the lobby," the secretary announced, her voice echoing crisply through the halls. She returned her speaker to it's place. "The doctor will be with you in a moment, sir. Please have a seat."
Lor sat down timidly on the velvet-covered seats in the area. He soon heard the brisk footfalls of a young man coming near. From around the corner appeared a fairly young doctor with blonde hair and blue-framed glasses. "Hello, sir," the doctor greeted. Lor stood, if not a little too quickly, for his wrist ached with renewed vengeance. He winced and held his bandaged arm protectively.
The doctor, presumably Dr. Liston, led Lor to the elevator and, from there, to a quiet consultation room. His first move was to inspect the laceration on Lor's face, but he seemed to find Glenwood's treatment satisfactory and moved on to the boy's wrist.
"What exactly happened?" Liston asked in concern. Lor averted his gaze. "I'd prefer not to speak of it, if it's all the same to you, sir," he muttered. The doctor insisted that his patient explain, but Lor continued to oppose him.
"If I tell you, they will undoubtedly get into trouble. That will upset them," he reasoned.
"They injured you. What do you have to protect?"
"I don't want to upset anyone, Dr. Liston."
The doctor stared at Lor in confusion. "Why ever did you allow them to harm you?" he asked, giving up on trying to extract the name of the culprits from this stubborn boy. "That's easy," Lor smiled. "They enjoy a chase, but not a struggle. I aim to please, sir."
Liston's mouth hung slightly agape. He put his hand to his forehead, shaking his head and muttering things to himself. "The break in your wrist is still new," he sighed, changing the subject. "We ought to treat it soon. If you'll come this way." He gestured to a door through which he and Lor proceeded. In the next room, Liston radioed for a nurse and began to sort through materials with which to set Lor's wrist.
"Do you need to phone your parents, sir?" the nurse asked as she prepared Lor's arm. The black-haired boy shook his head. "I doubt my mother is home and my father will hardly be sober enough to have an intelligible conversation with," he informed cheerfully. The nurse made many a sympathetic comment as she continued her work.
Liston wrapped sterilized bandages around Lor's wrist and set it in a firm brace. "I'm not entirely sure what's wrong with it. We'll have to do x-rays eventually," the doctor mumbled, mostly to himself. "I'm sorry, sir. What's your name?"
"Lor, sir."
"Well, Lor, why don't you stay overnight? It seems to me that a home such as yours is no place for a boy with a badly broken wrist."
Lor thanked the doctor for his kindness and chose to stay at the hospital as was suggested to him. The nurse who aided in his care earlier brought him a hamburger from a local fast-food restaurant that evening. The meal was consumed in a silence during which Lor remember his book. He pulled out the tome from his bag and began to flip through the pages. There was one part that he thought he could almost read.
"'And so something and something friends defeated something. Peace was restored to all of something and something ever heard from something again'…"
That particular section had an illustration of three people wielding swords and attacking some monstrous beast. Each of the people was child, two with blonde hair and one with black. One of them had shimmering wings and a glistening sword, and this one appeared to be female. The other blonde one wore green clothes and had a golden blade. He appeared to be leading the attack. The last on, the one with black hair, was dressed in purple and gray and had a sword with a jeweled hilt. It was like a scene out of a fairy tale, but it looked like the 'damsel in distress' was fighting alongside the 'noble knight'. Knights. Two of them. Which made it even less likely to be some fantasy story.
With a yawn Lor shut the book. He felt differently, but he didn't know how or why. There was something about his tome that aroused something inside him whenever he looked at the pages. And now that he could actually read some of the text, the feeling was stronger than ever. A movement at the window caught his attention, but when he turned to look whatever that had been there was gone.
Okay, here's the ending note where I deliver some grim news. I am in a slump. There will be NO MORE CHAPTERS unless I get some major motivation. The best kind of motivation is a really long review, guys. I'm as serious as the sky is blue. I will not finish or post Chapter 3 unless I feel I can pull this fic through, and right now it doesn't look like it'll make it.
However! If I can find the inspiration to renew my artistic merit, I'll do everything in my power to finish this. I don't want to leave it at this. I know none of you reading this want that either. A mailbox full of nice, long, encouraging reviews would sure help me a lot. I want to write; I really do. But in case I can't... Here is my pending farewell. (sadness...)