Hello, hello! To you all! Heh, sorry it took me forever to update, but you know with school and homework it's kinda hard to put some time into this…well…it was only partly homework. I had writer's block too…but I won't lie…it was mostly laziness…hehe…well, on to the chapter! Enjoy!


- Chapter 8 –

Swisssst! Pang.

Swisssst! Pang.

Kitara's daggers flew threw the air, missing their target by a few mere inches. She cursed under her breath as she retrieved the daggers and walked back about fifteen paces.

Kitara stood in the Gerudo's training grounds about a mile away from the hideout and a few minutes run. She had snuck out every night since the first month of her training; Kitara found herself falling behind all the other Gerudo her age. Determined to be as skilled as any Gerudo, and maybe even better, she had began to train her self late into the night. The princess looked to the sky as she remembered that day…three years ago that she made this promise to herself and the rest of Hyrule.

-Flash back

Kitara looked over Hyrule field as silent tears streamed down her face. Why can't I do it? She looked at the dagger she had in hand.

Gale had found it given it back to her a few days ago. It was said to be her mother's dagger and the young princess always found comfort in keeping it close to her.

She heard footsteps behind her. Turning around she saw Gale. "What do you want?" her voice choked.

"I just came out to see if you were all right," he assured, "What's wrong?"

"I can't take it anymore!" she cried out, "My body hurts all over, and I can't do anything right! I'm not strong enough!"

The boy sighed. "That is the price you have to pay if you want to be the best…you do want to be the best don't you?"

Kitara nodded. Recalling her previous murder she bit her lip. I have to let go of everything…but I can't, I just can't… She looked up at her mentor with a tear stricken face. "Yes…of course I do. I'll be Hyrule's greatest assassin," the young girl declared.

"Well…Gerudos are really not assassins…even though we are more than capable," Gale said unsure.

"But I am not a Gerudo," Kitara stated. Her features coiled into the most devious smirk a ten year old girl was capable of and said, "I promise you, I'll be the most fearsome killer Hyrule has ever met!"

Gale's face clouded. He had come to distrust promises…

-Flash over-

Kitara smiled blissfully. Her thought of becoming an assassin seemed so naïve now. She glanced at the small dagger she had placed between her middle and index finger. With a flick of her wrist the dagger flew toward its target, again missing it by only a few inches.

Kitara sighed. Throwing daggers was harder than she had anticipated when she first tried half a year ago. Again she retrieved the daggers from the round wooden target. She was just about to throw them when the girl felt eyes on her back. The princess froze.

Kitara whirled around and threw her daggers at a dark figure hidden in the shadows.

"Ugh!" a male's voice grunted as he landed on the ground with a thump.

Kitara walked over to the motionless body and brought her torch up to his face. "Gale!" she hissed, "What are you doing here?"

He smiled sheepishly. "I could ask you the same, Kiva." Gale looked at the daggers that pinned him down by his clothes. "And…would you mind releasing me now?"

"Oh…sorry." Kitara stuck the torch to the ground and pulled out the daggers, her eyes never leaving his face.

They stood back up and Gale dusted himself off, the princess still watching his every move. "Why did you follow me?" she suddenly asked in a monotone voice, glaring at him.

He shrugged. "I was curious. And I didn't know it was you…" the boy's eyes shifted to the daggers she held. "I didn't know you could do that…with those daggers…"

Kitara flushed and hid the mini weapons behind her back as she stared at the ground. "That was just a lucky throw…I haven't mastered daggers yet…" she answered quietly.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"You mean to tell me that you could have killed me?" he grabbed her shoulder and playfully pushed her against the cliffs rocky side.

The girl looked at her scarred shoulder and glowered at Gale. "I could kill you right now if you don't let go," she glared into his eyes.

For a moment her eyes seemed to flash yellow. The Gerudo king blinked and unknowingly squeezed the shoulder he held tighter as a monstrous image flashed in his mind.

Kitara winced. "Gale…"

He looked down at her and smiled, slightly releasing her shoulder. "You wouldn't have the stomach to do it," he replied to her previous threat, "And even if you did, you don't have the skill to do it."

This made her growl and slap his hand away from her shoulder. "You may be right at the moment, but don't worry, I'll have skill enough soon enough." She walked a few feet away, her back facing him with her arms folded over her chest. Kitara looked at the ground.

Gale walked over to girl. His hand reached out to touch her shoulder but it stopped short and retracted. He bit his lip as he hesitantly wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace.

The princess jumped slightly and after a moment looked at him with her tear brimmed eyes in shock. "What are you-?"

"Shh…" he soothed, slowly swaying back and forth. After a few short minutes he gently turned her around and smiled warmly. "Why are you crying?"

"It's-it's-" Kitara sniffed, roughly wiping her tears away, "It's nothing…I'm-I'm just being a wimp." She pushed away from him and sighed, ignoring his hurt expression. The girl jumped up on a nearby boulder and looked up at the crescent shape of the moon in the dark night sky, fingering the sharp side of her tiny daggers.

Gale walked over to the boulder and looked up at the girl unsure of what to do. She was a very confusing person to talk to or befriend. Then something occurred to him that he hardly knew anything about her, though he would in a moments notice give his life for hers.

"Kitara?"

The princess tensed and froze on the spot with wide eyes, her back still to him. Her fingers also tensed from shock, squeezing the daggers. Her knuckles turned white and blood dripped from her hand onto the surface of the large rock unnoticed. Did…did he just call me Kitara?…that…that can't be right……

"What did you say?" she asked sharply, turning to him and trying to hide the look of shock on her face.

He gave her a startled expression due to her sudden outburst, and thought back to what he said, quickly correcting it. "Kiva! Sorry…your face brings the name Kitara to me…I've made that mistake a few times before."

Kitara sighed, relieved, but said nothing. Instead, she again turned away, this time starring into her open palm of fresh blood.

Gale came up and leaned against the large bulk of stone. He gazed at Kitara searching her eyes. She won't let me through. "Kiva, you've never told me about your family…or what you were before you ran into us…"

She sighed. He was right; but it wasn't like she was just going to tell him strait out she was the princess of Hyrule, and the fact that she wanted to get as far away as possible from Hyrule Castle.

"My father was nobility, he cared about nothing but his money and class, he hardly ever gave me a glance, and when he did it was like he hated me, and so I ran away," she said hastily. Well…most of it was true at least.

"And you're mother?" he cringed at the last painful word.

The runaway princess fell quiet. "I…I never knew her. My father always told me she died giving birth…to me…"

"…I'm sorry."

Kitara nodded knowing well that he had also lost his mother. She looked at her palm, blood still running down her arm onto the rock. Suddenly she turned to him and held out her other hand and said casually, "Give me your tunic."

The boy gave her an odd expression. "What?"

"Give me your tunic."

"Okay…" He awkwardly slipped off his tunic and slowly giving it to her.

The girl smirked at his bare chest and relieved him off his shirt. She held it with both hands, bloodying it with other one. She glanced at Gale - holding up a dagger - with an apologic smirk, "Sorry…but this is urgent."

Kitara raised her dagger, and striked.


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