The Wolf With Steel Fangs
Chapter two is here, like it or not.
I can't guarantee that this will work out as the mind perceives. Anyone who has read any of my other fics knows that I am a rather unpredictable authoress...read Unending Strings or Razor Blade Eyes for further guidance.
I currently still don't have a name for her, although Xeniph gave me several good ideas. Any suggestions are helpful.
The Wolf With Steel Fangs
The Royal Black
You take it all away
But never give it back
And this is what you say
Their lives are yellow-black
And this is how they move
And this is how they sway
The danger is the truth
They die and come again
Obstacles and signs
Perilous and looming
Dangerous and moving
Dangerous and moving
Link stared at those words for more hours than he would have liked to admit. Every little detail of the red letters was burned into his mind. There was no voice that would read them over and over, but some voice; some spirit was intent on delivering this message. The words would eventually fade, Link knew this. Could he even talk about it? Would anyone actually listen to him when he spoke? Perhaps. But who? Zelda was the ruling authority on everything and anything. What she said was final. Link sighed as that fact echoed though his mind more and more.
Who was that girl?
That question was more pressing. Link thought back to her movements, her actions. She moved gracefully, but everything about her said wolf instead of cat. The way she had suddenly appeared, without warning, her communication as deep-throated growls, her movement. She was a wolf. That had to be it. She was a master of the darkness, and everything about it was her.
But those scars disturbed Link as well. There were many, too many to have just been gotten through battle. Many looked old, like they had marred her skin since she was young...
Link sighed and turned away from the writings on the wall. There was some deep thinking that needed to be done. Cautiously, he ventured out of the forest and into Kakariko Graveyard. He knew where he had to go, and he shuddered at the thought. This place was evil, full of all that was decayed and longing to rise from the ground, clawing its way to the surface so that it may consume the very life of the living around them.
Link swallowed his fear and descended into the Shadow Temple. Inside, where the path ends and the guillotines fall, Link chose there. He sat, cross-legged, in the center of that single platform. He lit a single candle before him, like it was a ward. Slowly, he closed his eyes and opened his mind to the souls of the dead that sang and screamed and cried out for mercy. They spoke...
There is a killer.
The same one?
Older.
The Black's wolf.
The Black betrayed us all.
Their wolf, their pet is still alive.
Slay her.
Rape her.
Destroy her.
How can we?
She is a devil.
She is a wolf.
But no wolf could kill as she.
She kills, she drinks fresh blood.
Then she flies through the night without being seen.
Kill her.
Kill her!
KILL HER!
Link forced himself back into consciousness. A cold pain shook his entire body. He had heard the truth. But he still had too many questions. Quickly, he left the Shadow Temple, not wanting to spend another moment in the infinite gloom and despair that was terrifying and yet like a drug, numbing everything.
Zelda found him in the castle's library, swallowed by mountains of books. Link was engrossed in his research, questions being answered with the turn of a page. Zelda peeked over his shoulder, not questioning his bandaged ear. Her eyes scanned the page of what he was reading before she quickly left. Link didn't hear her enter, nor did he hear her leave.
He had found it. "The Black" that the voices had spoke of. He found them, but he did not find the girl.
Black. Black guards. The Royal Black. Knights who had secretly served under Ganondorf when he was still around, but had switched sides when it looked like he was losing. No discipline, nothing to bar them. Link had never encountered them, and was almost happy that he didn't. Secretly, he wondered if Zelda knew about them, or about the girl. He didn't dare ask her though. Too suspicious.
Link returned home with a minor headache from the reading. He glanced at the writings on the wall, and at the setting sun. Another night. He was almost certain that she would come again. Let her then. Link had read on the Royal Black. Maybe he could get her to tell him a few things.
If she didn't kill him first...
Sure enough, under the moonlight, she came, appearing at the window. Link was ready for her though. He grabbed her by her wrists and pulled her inside. She struggled, sinking her teeth into Link's arm, drawing blood almost immediately. Link winced and pinned her to the floor. She kicked him, in the head, hard. Link released her and staggered, dazed. She jumped at him, knocking him over with her teeth in his shoulder...like a wolf. Link somehow pulled himself free, and she jumped back onto his bed, blood dripping from her mouth.
"Did the Royal Black send you?" Link hissed.
The girl didn't respond, actually it seemed that she didn't even understand. Link saw her, her motion. She was watching him, listening to his movements.
Without warning, she jumped at him again, just pinning him to the ground this time. She, almost playfully, bit his other ear. Link winced and tried to throw her, but was unable to this time. The girl growled and stabbed one of her knives through his right shoulder, where she had already drawn blood. Link cried out in pain. The girl hit him, her nails accidentally scratching him across his eyes.
But, almost as suddenly as she had started, she stopped. She turned towards the window, as if listening. She growled once before exiting through the same window, leaving Link still pinned to the floor with her knife.
And just outside the window, Link heard a wolf howling muffled by horses' hooves.
And chapter two is done!
As stated, names for her are always appreciated.