HI! It's me again with a new chappie! Thank you for the reviews, I cannot address them now because I'm almost out of computer time. Oh yeah, please stop by and read my other fics, "Amnesia" and "The BASS of TIME!"
Gotta love the song "Asa Branca". It's so pretty (sniff sniff)
DISCLAIMER! I own LOZ! (gets smacked in the head) Oh, fine. I don't. But I own this story!
Bored. Bored. Bored.
So extremely bored.
Link began to wonder whether the author was planning on killing out of boredom.
"No, silly," she said, and continued fixing his body.
Link hated her.
"I know," she laughed, without taking her eyes off her work.
There was absolutely NOTHING to do in the Author's Domain. No wonder the author had gone crazy. Link was already on the verge of a nervous breakdown, because he had been doing absolutely NOTHING for the past 5 billion years, or so it felt. He had lost track of time. How could fixing a Cucco-maimed body take so long? Surely the author was done by now...
"No, I'm not done," she said, and started humming softly. Then she started singing, in some language Link didn't know.
"It's Portuguese," she grumbled, and resumed singing. Singing and working. Her song went something like this:
Quando olhei a terra ardendo
Feito fogueira de São João
Tive uma idéia, não perdi tempo
Mandei-o para sua perdição
Que braseiro, que fornalha
Não resisti a tentação
Lá vai o Link, pegando fogo,
Queimando aos poucos, que diversão
There was a grim, sadistic tone to her voice, even though the song rocked about like a lullaby. One of the creepiest things Link had ever experienced.
"Ahah! There you go, Mr. Fofo! Your body is a-done!" She said, excited.
"Before you send me to my horrific demise, may I know what you were singing about?" Link asked, relieved that she was finally done but dreading what would come next.
"I'll tell you when you come back," she winked, and Link was warped back to Hyrule.
"LINK! Thank Goddesses you're allright!" shouted Nari, pulling the confused Hylian into a tight hug. "When I came back... And I saw you, and the Cuccos, and oh, it was horrible!" she whimpered, clutching on to her husband as if it would kill her to let go.
"Nari, please, you're squishing me," Link found the breath to say. He was back in his bed, all bandaged up. He was sore and achy, and he could tell he had been in the same position for quite a while. Nari loosened her hug, but still gripped his shoulders tightly.
"Are you feeling better? It took a lot of potions to cure you! I nearly went bankrupt at the healing shack!" Link knew she was exaggerating, but he could feel a lot of work had been done on him.
"I'm fine," he said, quietly. "Don't worry."
"Are you sure? You have to stay in bed, anyway. You can't go out all bandaged up like that!"
"I'm fine, Nari," he repeated, shifting in his bed. "I'll be up and running in a moment, you'll see." the soreness was already leaving him, and he could feel the strength return.
"Well, if you get yourself killed, don't blame me!" she said, and left the room.
How ironic, thought Link. He was feeling a lot better now. He had a sudden urge to go up Death Mountain for no apparent reason. And so he left, despite the little painful jabs that still lingered on.
A Tektite attacked him. He stabbed it. Another jumped at him. He stabbed it too. The air was becoming scarce as he hiked up, but his lungs were strong. After a long while walking, he got to his odd destination, Death Mountain Crater. He had no idea why he was here right now, but looking down at the lava, he could hear a faint voice singing.
Quando olhei a terra ardendo...
Link looked around. He felt an ominous presence, like someone was watching.
Feito fogueira de São João...
Now it was getting really creepy. He felt shivers shake his body, even though it was boiling hot. Fear. Something he didn't come across very often.
Tive uma idéia, nao perdi tempo...
Mandei-o para sua perdição...
The voice faded away. The sinister feeling, however, remained. Link spun around. He had to get away, and quickly.
But before he knew what was happening, his eyes blinked with gray lights, struggling to see. His breathing became shallow and ragged. The heat... It was becoming unbearable... Link could no longer stay focused... The voice now boomed inside his head...
Que braseiro, que fornalha...
Não resisti a tentação...
Now his eyes were completely blacked out, his muscles didn't answer to his commands, his brain refused to push any harder, and he fell.
Down.
Down.
D
O
W
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Down into the crater he tumbled, his tunic catching on fire, the heat charring his skin...
Lá vai o Link... pegando fogo...
Evil, maniacal laughter... He burst into flames...
Queimando aos poucos, que diversão...
Going, going...
Gone.
Two down, seven to go.
Once again, the blue white mistinvolved the hero.
"Welcome, Link, to the Author's Domain. Make yourself comfortable."
"My my. This could take a while," said the author. "Maybe burning you to ashes wasn't such a good idea after all. Oh well. Everything has a price, huh?"
Link scowled. Well, he would, had his body not been turned into a pile of soot.
"You said you would tell me what the song meant," he said, mentally preparing himslef for the ultimate boredom again.
"Indeed," said the author. "This is what the song meant:"
When I saw the earth burning
Like a Saint John's bonfire
I had an idea, I didn't waste time,
I sent him to his doom
What a brazier, what an oven
I couldn't resist temptation
There goes Link, catching on fire,
Burning slowly, how fun!
"What kind of a song is that?" asked Link, appalled.
"The song of DOOM. Well, actually a parody of a song called 'Asa Branca.' Anyway, I gotta get back to work! You need your body for the next chapter!"
Oh boy, thought Link.
The description of Link'sdeath in this chapter was based off something that happened to me... It wasan extremely hot day, myblood pressure dropped, and I fainted. In the middle of a food court in Mueller Mall, Curitiba. In front of McDonald's.On a school visit (don't ask). It wasscary.
Remember, you get a cookie for your review! And you get to kill Link! Wheee!
-Julia, over and out