Disclaimer: I do not own Zelda or anything related to it or to SSBM.
If the control is the key, then where is the lock so you can open up the door of the mind
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~Link PoV~
"Here's a room," Mark said to me. When I had gone into his room, Mark muttered, "Don't get why I gotta ** work here for that ** of a mother and ** of a father of mine…"
I looked outside of the room as Mark disappeared. That kid could curse! Then, a young woman—Yomota U—walked by towards her door. She stopped and looked at me.
"So, you're new here?", she asked.
"Yeah," I said. "I'm here for revenge."
"Oh, really?" she replied. "What happened to who? And who did it?"
"There's a girl named Shiek who killed Princess Zelda," I said.
"Of Hyrule?" I could see that she was astonished. "Oh, wait, I think I might've heard about that…so you're here to avenge the Princess."
"I loved her," I said , sadly. "Shiek has to pay. I wish I could've caught her before she came here. I wanted to ask her some things."
"I bet," she replied. She smiled slyly. "There are plenty of questions I want to ask you to…But I'll let you settle in first." Ymota U winked at me, then sauntered off silkily to her room, several doors down.
~Pause Link PoV~
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Damion agitatedly ran his fingers through his hair. His appearance was impeccable, but inside, he was falling apart. He had not slept in days; Ganondorf and his mind-messages took care of that. And then there was the king and queen…if only they'd leave him alone! Damion hadn't had a chance to practice his magic in days, and it was getting Ganondorf angrier.
Results, Ganondorf had said, I want results, damn you! Magic! Death! Do whatever you must—kill Zelda and Link, do you understand, Damion? Damion understood full well. He knew the longer he took, the angrier Ganondorf would be when finally he was released from wherever he was.
The king and queen had just dismissed Damion from a grieving session, as Damion liked to call them. The queen would cry and the king would plead with Damion and Damion would disappeared and come back with a potion to calm the queen… Damion sat down hard in his favorite chair and sighed.
After a few moments of angry sulking, Damion got up and stalked over to his window. He wrenched open the double glass doors and stormed out to the balcony. He stood, breathing heavily, with his hands resting on the balcony railing. "That bloody bitch," he said. "How could she have eluded Link this bleeding long? He should be back by now with her head in a bag!" Damion blew out his breath and thought.
There was no answer to his problem. He had power to do many things, but scrying had never been his strong suit. He could see no farther than Hyrule Proper. In sudden anger, Damion raised his hands to the inky sky. To his absolute surprise, a lightning bolt came from the clear sky and struck in the empty center of Hyrule Proper. He leaned over the balcony railing and peered hard through the darkness at the spot. It was scorched and cracked.
Damion leaned his head back to the clear summer sky. He raised his arms, gathering his mind and magic…Hyrule Proper experience a storm like never before that night. Wherever the lightning hit the ground, the ground was cracked, and made barren.
~Unpause Link PoV~
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As I lay down on my bed, I recalled something that Fyre said to the family several years ago, before he wandered off. If I remembered correctly, the Tourney had four parts to it: each contestant faced four challenges. The first was devised of eleven separate tests. The first, fourth, and seventh tests were the tested (myself, for example) against a single opponent. In the second test, I would be teamed up with a random ally, and they would face two random adversaries. The third, sixth, and ninth tests were tests of agility and felxibility. The fifth test was myself and two random allies against an enemy grown to *large* proportions. The eighth test was me against an entire team of enemies. Contestants could be reproduced by magic in cases such as this. The tenth test was against a single opponent, again, except they were encased in metal. The eleventh test was myself against the head of the Tourney…but not in a normal form. He was represented by a huge disembodied right hand. Occasionally, his left hand would join in.
The second challenge was again divided into parts. There were several stages, most divided into two parts again. I would have to face enemies in the enemy's own turf (magically generated) and challenges on that same turf. The final three stages went as follows: first, I would face many wire-frame beings; then, metal Mario and metal Luigi; finally, I would face off against giant Bowser.
The third challenge was harder. In the others, health (Heart Containers and tomatoes that replenished much health) appeared along the way, and the damage gotten in one stage did not carry on to the next stage. But in the final stage, there were only three Heart Containers, which rested in the neutral stage, and damage carried from stage to stage. I would fight several opponents one-on-one, then they would start coming in pairs, and then in threes. The final stage was many Mr. Game and Watches, and that was hazardous if all the healths were used beforehand.
If a contestant could pass all three of the first challenges, they went on to the final challenge—the tournament that was the original Tourney. Rosters would be set up, and opponents would fight against one another. Once you lost, you were gone for good. Contestants were eliminated until there were only two left…and then one more contestant was eliminated.
However, contestants in the Tourney could not practice any of the above challenges. They could only practice against each other, however many against many depending on the deal if they were one
"Well", I said to myself, "a little walk might be good"
I got up and wandered off the site of the tourney. I had kept up my sword and shield in case I found someone to practice with. But even with practice in mind, I thought of Shiek and I got suddenly very angry but not because of Shiek, because of the person in front of me, not six inches away from me.
~Pause Link PoV~
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Link stood there, not six inches away from her, looking unsure of who she was. Rhia was petrified, and she wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the undeniably murderous rage that glittered in the eyes of an otherwise calm face.
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~Unpause Link PoV~
"You're Rhia, right?" I said. "Rhia D'nalz, the archmage? What part did you play in Princess Zelda's murder? Did you transport Shiek into her bedroom? Or did you just find her after the murder, and was so stricken with admiration that you decided to followed her?" I was angry, "but why?" I asked myself in my head
"No!" Rhia cried. She took a step back and was about to turn and run when I grabbed her wrist. Without thinking I put a lot of force in it, and Rhia knew I wouldn't let go. I suddenly smiled, a terrifying, demented grin.
"Does Shiek like you?" I crooned in a voice that was like a knife-blade coated in sugar. "Does Shiek think you're a valuable asset to her…to her team?" I laughed evilly a little, "why can't I control myself", I asked myself again. "Would she give her own life so you could live? Is she noble and brave? Or, if I take you now, will you just end up dead?"
Rhia suddenly recognized something in me. "Link, this isn't you!" she cried. "Link, please, listen! You're under a spell—you don't want to kill me! You don't even want to kill Shiek! I know it, I can tell! Let me go and think—there's something wrong with Shiek! Lindsay and I would kill you, not think of it: you're trying to kill us, what's to lose? But Shiek… Shiek won't kill you, and not only that, she leaves you your weapons!"
I softened my grip a minute on Rhia's wrist.
"You know you've stopped to wonder why!" Rhia cried "Think about it, Link! Why hasn't she killed you yet?"
"Drawing me here!" I barked, "Why can't I stop myself from doing this, it, not me, she's right but what control me then"
"NO!" Rhia yelled. "Because maybe she didn't murder Zelda!"
I stared at her because I knew she lied. "She did," I whispered in strained, unnatural voice. "She did!" But then, gaining a bit of consciousness, I dropped Rhia's wrist and ran off.
What the hell we talked about, I remember holding her forcefully and against her will, I remember that I ran off but why can't I remember what we talked about. This is not me, I think, I'm the one who have an habitual good memory, why can't I remember. When I'll be on the edge off killing Shiek—why I feel the anger returning in me—when I'll be right to killing her, I will ask her my question. I ran off back to my room, feeling suddenly exhausted.
~End Link PoV~
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The Tourney was an event as well as a building. The building's main attraction was, of course, the arenas. But around the arenas were mazes of corridors and arches, courtyards and dungeons. The arches and the tops of walls were like walkways. Ymota U, Zyuiu Dbyu's sister, sat crouched on one of these walkways, watching Link and Rhia.
Ymota U had a tainted heart. She cheated to win if she had to—and had been named Champion of the Tourney twice for it. She practiced magic secretly and the magic she practiced was dark and powerful. She could cloak herself and become invisible; she could seduce through magic better than a siren ever had.
And her tainted heart was set on Link.
In the several days since Shiek, Lindsay, and Rhia and Link had arrived at the Tourney, Link's story had circulated fast. He was avenging the Princess Zelda's murder, and Shiek was the perpetrator. The details varied on Lindsay and Rhia's roles in the tale, but it was certain that Shiek would stick fast by them, and they to her.
So as Ymota U listened through magically enhanced ears as Link threatened Rhia, she smiled craftily. She had a way to make Link hers…and beat some of the Tourney's competition while she did it, too.
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Warstock: Well I finally put some heart in it
Dark-Link*playing SSBM: About time Warstocky
Warstock*feeling angry:Don't start Darky
Lil blue muse*Playing SSBM with dark-link:Why warstocky
*Warstock takes out a sladgehammer and hit them as they look like the poles in A link to the past in the dark world(which by the way me and my friend say they look likes marshmallows
Dark-link and Lil blue muse*both holding off a card saying Ouch (like Wile E coyote in road runner)
Warstock: Haha, well I'm off to write maybe chapter 9 or to record some sonic things so see ya. Oh by the way please R&R