It has been such a super duper long time since i've updated this story! I got bored, and noticed I hadn't updated this or any of my other side stories, so I'm going to update so you guys can read. I wonder when the last time I updated was… hm… like 3 months ago Hahahah, anyway, time to write for you guys!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own LoZ but I own all my original ideas, and it you try and steal any of them, I will kill you. Brutally and slowly. Anyway, STORY TIME!
Link sat down on a sunken couch, gazing at a large piece of parchment. "Jeez man! You're hell bent on killing him! Although half of these are pretty half assed and not thought all the way through, for assaninations like this, you'd need a Sheik, or something. Or maybe…Rue." And then he realized he had almost completely forgot about his silent friend in the cells below.
"Thris, why don't we start a riot? Release the prisoners? There has to be a second exit in there somewhere, I mean, they had to build it using a main tunnel…" Link said, and Thris nodded. "Although you just had a seemingly bright stroke of intelligence, its already been thought of. My father has a completely protected room with an emergency escape in it, and the room can be fully enclosed from every entrance. Did you have anything particular in mind?" Thris asked, flicking his tongue, his pale yellow eyes flickering in the dim candlelight.
"Well, I know this prisoner, Rue, who's been here for a while, and he's been plotting escape for a while, and maybe we could use him to take out your father, in exchange for you leading me and him out. The rest of the prisoners can rot here." He said, and Thris smiled. "The prison's been taking a toll on you as well." And Link realized what he said, and how un hero-like it was. "I guess it has… and how are we going to get to the secondary tunnel without getting pulled over repeatedly?" And Thris stroked his scaly chin.
"Hold that thought…" He said, as he walked over to a coat rack with robes on it. He grabbed one and threw it to Link. "Wear it, hood up, and make sure your face is completely covered, and keep your fairy hidden, or one of the guards might eat it." He said, and Navi, who was also slowly being changed by the prisons dark atmosphere, was silent for once as she drifted into Link's hood. Link sniffed the long dark robe gingerly. "It… smells funny…" He said, and Thris blinked. "Are you saying I smell funny?" And Link blinked back. "Well, to humans, yes. But to a female … lizard thing, you may smell fairly attractive. But I don't know that." He said, as he threw the cloak on, and pulled the cloak over his face. Thris looked at Link before opening the door.
"Recap, Hylian, we're going to go into the prison to get this 'Rue' character, then come back, and continue the plans, yes?" And Link nodded silently, the hood casting a shadow over his face. Thris' tongue flicked out into the air again. "It'll be the coming back that's the problem… fighting is inevitable, is Rue good at quick and silent killing?" He asked, and Link nodded. "I think at least…" He said, and Thris brought his hood up over his head too. "Come now." He said, and they began to walk through the dimly lit granite halls, Link following quickly behind Thris, the two gaining passing glances and sniffs by the other reptiles.
Eventually, the two began to walk down a slightly sloped hallway that ended abruptly, with a white robed lizard-man standing besides a lever. He looked at Thris. "Ah, Thris, what are you doing down this neck of the Labyrinth?" He asked, and Thris shrugged. "Blowing off steam, and showing the new recruit around." He said motioning towards Link, and the white robed lizard flicked his tongue. "Hm, well, in you go, lets not keep this door up too long…" he said, as he flicked the lever, and the door opened quickly, and Thris threw Link through the door, and he strode through quickly, as the door slammed shut a split second later.
Link lowered his hood quickly. "WHAT THE HELL, NO NEED TO BE PUSHIN-" And Thris clasped his scaly hand over Link's mouth, which made him shudder. He then removed his hand, and shushed him. Then, Thris jumped at the shadows, and there was a scream of anguish, as there was a ripping sound, the sound of rushing blood hitting the ground, and Thris walked back near Link. His mouth and claws tainted crimson. He smiled at Link's obvious disgust. "What the HELL are you eating?" He exclaimed, and Thris smiled more, showing pointed teeth also stained red. "Why, did you want me to save you some? There's some left over in the corner over there if you enjoy the taste of human." He said, and Link shook his head weakly. "Let's just go find Rue…"
Rue held a blushing Cyra in his arms. "It's been a while since I've held a girl…" And she merely shrugged, and avoided his intense eyes. She looked into his eyes, and she frowned as she pulled away from his warm embrace, as if she knew something, and Rue realized, that in his long wait to be free, this girl had made him forget the reason why he had originally wanted to get out of here… He grasped his hair. "Dammit…" he muttered to himself, and she stood at the door, and suddenly, in bust two robed figures, and Cyra and Rue lashed out at them, and they both held their blades, as the two figures didn't move. A fairy flew from one of them, and illuminated the darkness of the room, and the two's faces became clear, and Rue sighed in relief.
"Link! Did you find a second passage, or did you get caught, and who's this?" He asked, motioning towards Thris, who Cyra hadn't pulled blade tip from yet. "The son of the creator of this twisted prison, he's going to help us escape, he knows the place as well as his father, and all we have to do is assaninate his father, and we can leave this place." Link said, and Cyra pulled her blade away. Link looked at Cyra. "Who's this?" he asked, and Rue blinked, as he pulled his blindfold over his eyes. "A friend." He said, and he tried desperately to remember the girl whom he had left behind a year ago when he was caught, but the shadows had dimmed his memory, and he couldn't recall her feel, her face, her sound… all that he could remember about any girl now was Cyra.
Rue became angry at this, how could some girl he just met over-ride the girl he had cared for so long ago? He wanted to kill… "Lead us out, Lizard." He said rudely, and Thris raised his … eyebrow? And lead them out of the room, and Link pulled up his hood as the walked back to that large room in which Thris had devoured a prisoner. Link looked to the Sheikah and Rue. "There's a guard right around the corner when the door opens, you have to kill him quick, and we all have to get in, or we're screwed." He said, and the two nodded. Rue unsheathed his slim longsword, and Cyra twirled her short swords from within her billowing sleeves. Thris knocked three times, and then hissed something in lizard.
The door slid open, and in shot the two, and Cyra made it to him first, bringing a short sword down diagonally towards the lizards throat, but he parried that, and she brought the other short sword up from under her, and he caught her by the wrist, and threw her against the wall, and then, suddenly, the white robed lizards felt cold steel pierce his scale, and he was pinned against the wall, as the blindfolded swordsman, with a flourish, ripped the blade from his throat, spattering purple blood against the wall. He smiled at his handiwork, and the groups progressed, Cyra running along the walls, and Rue behind Link and Thris, who were both wearing long robes. Suddenly a group of three lizard-men turned corner, and they spotted Thris and Link. "Thris! What happened down this way, we heard something…" and suddenly, 16 inches of steel entered his scull, and from over the two Rue jumped, bringing down his blade with such momentum he cut clear through the scull to the neck. Then, from within the folds of his robe, Link unsheathed the Master Sword, and drove it into the lizard's chest, and twisted, and removed the blade, swinging it to rid it of the vile blood.
Thris looked disparagingly at the corpses. "What to do with these…" he said, and he threw them into a shady corner. "No one should guess who did it." He said, as he led them to his hidden room. He opened the room, and they all entered, and Thris picked up a pencil and parchment, and he began to scribble wildly. "You three's fighting techniques, so very unique, individual, yet flexible enough to work in a group… we might be able to do this…" And he began to question the three on their various skills whilst writing on various papers. And so, the dawn of light on shadow's home began…
Niiiiiice and long for you guys who actually read this story for a while ago hahaha, leave me a review so I may find the urge to continue to write. Stay tuned in, and come back for the next chappy!