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To Find The Future, Find The Past

Chapter Thirty One

Freeing The Forest Folk

"What does Your Grace wish?" One of the castle's servants bowed to Zelda. She found the whole thing very irksome, but Zel had pushed her to go along with the idea of her being a Goddess. Zelda couldn't help but think that it was a little blasphemous, but Zel had assured her that, since she was inhabited by the power of a Goddess through the Triforce of Wisdom, that she wasn't doing anything wrong.

"I wish for a scroll of parchment, a pot of ink and a quill, please." Zelda spoke kindly. The girl bobbed a quick curtsey, and went to fetch the items for her. Zelda sighed, and sank into the cushions that were carefully arranged on the lounge-chair.

Zelda had to pick at the garment that the Priests insisted she wore, so that she could breathe. It was the traditional outfit that Nayru was believed to wear in the heavens. It looked nothing like what any of the other women wore.

Since Nayru was considered to be the mother of all life, she was considred the most fertile and enticing of women. Because of this, she wore clothes that fit with that description. If Nayru did wear this, Zelda was thinking, then she would have fit the 'enticing' part of her title very well. It was little more than a very tight and revealing piece of gold-spun cloth and a few silver chains that did not leave much to the imagination.

It cut off halfway down her chest, leaving a lot of cleavage revealed, and stopped about where a midriff top would. It pushed her breasts up, making them seem much bigger than they really were. There were no arms of the garment. Instead, there were a few small silver chains that fell over her shoulders, and hung loosely down her arms, before coming back up and joining the cloth again. It had a few thin silvery chains falling down across her stomach and back, joining to the line of the very small skirt that only hid what was necessary.

The skirt had small silver chains that fell from the edge of it, and attached to a chain around her knees. These chains fell off that one, and attached to a similar chain around her ankles. These fell down her feet, and attached to yet another chain that was around each one of her toes.

Her thin thighs were adorned with silver circlets and her calves had small animals painted on them. Her upper arms were also covered with small silver circlets, and her lower arms also had small pictures painted on them, but this time it was of the trees, the wood nymphs, and other things that were legendary. Her wrists had chains of small silvery leaves hanging off them, and had little golden berries that were hanging off the 'stems' of the braclets here and there. There was a golden Triforce painted around her navel, with pictures of men, women, and children bowing in prayer. Any part of her that was not painted or had clothes on it, was painted pure white.

Needless to say, Zelda thought it extremely uncomfortable. And extremely over done.

Soon enough, the girl reappeared with the items that Zelda had requested. Zelda proceeded to write a summons to Zel. She was locked away in the tower, and desperately needed someone at least halfway intelligent to talk to. All of the servants here were idiots.

As soon as she was finished, she sent the girl to hand-deliver the letter to Zel. She then sat back, and tried to breathe. It was prooving exceedingly difficult. After a few minutes, there was a soft knock at the door, and Zel's voice rang through the cracks.

"My Lady? Is there anything you wanted?"

"Come in!" Zelda called, not meaning to let her impatience show. But show it did, and Zelda felt a spark of power that she had never felt before. It was so strong. It felt good, but it scared her. She forced herself to breathe, and, by doing so, supressed the tremendous power.

"What is it, Zelda?" Zel asked, once the door was latched, and the spell of silence was in effect. The doors magically locked behind her. Zelda had requested it specifically for privacy reasons, but the people took it as a sign that she was planning to bed a few of the men of the palace.

Needless to say, many men turned up at her doorstep whenever they were not working, or on duty. The King himself had shown up, and propositioned her. He simply refused to take 'no' for an answer. In the end, it took several threats on his manhood by Zelda for him to go away. The beauty of that part was, that he couldn't do anything about it. As long as the rest of Hyrule thought her a Goddess, then she was above the law, as well as the King.

"I just need someone to talk to." Zelda said, pulling at the clothes again, and it just snapped back to her skin. Zelda grimaced.

The two girls just sat there, Zel listening to Zelda complain about having to act like a Goddess.

OTHER HYRULE

Link, Linn, Impa, Nabouru, Darunia and Ruto trudged their way further into the forest. Ruto and Darunia were inhibited by their transformation, and Linn was gasping for breath. He was still severely injured, but he refused any help. Suddenly, Impa snapped her fingers, scaring the lot of them.

"I know how we can heal Linn!" She uttered excitedly, drawing out a small glass bottle with a fairy inside "I can't believe any of us forgot about it!" Link looked at it, an eyebrow raised. How was a fairy supposed to heal Linn? Link looked at her skeptically.

"I don't think that will work." Link said plainly, pushing on. Impa gave a low laugh.

"That is how you were healed." Nabouru said, straight faced, "Dark Link someow got hold of a fairy. Thats how you are completely fine now. It will work."

Link was shocked at that revelation. He had not expected, in a million years...

"It will hurt." He told Linn, startling everyone, "Like you are being burned all over again. It last for about ten minutes, then you are fine. Do you want to?" Linn looked him square in the eyes, and nodded. Impa nodded at Link, and walked over to where Linn had lied down on the forest floor. She held the bottle over him, and un-corked it. The fairy gave a small squeal of shock, and flew around Linn, sprinkling him with fairy dust.

Linn screamed in agony. The others just sat back and watched indifferently, but Link inched his way closer to Linn's convulsing body. He clamped his hands on Linn's shoulders, holding him down and preventing him from doing something to hurt himself. By the time it was over, Link and Linn were both panting, and covered in sweat.

Link was the first to recover, and pulled himdelf to his feet. He offered his hand to Linn, who took it without shame. Now was not a time to worry about pride issues. They had to start going to the six Temples.

After a little while, they made it to their first stop. The Forest Temple.

ABOUT EIGHT HOURS LATER

Link untied another small child from a pillar in the Temple. It seemed that Ganondorf had wasted no time, and had taken over the Temples in their absence. The Forest Temple had been overrun by monsters, and the kokiri were scattered about the Temple, having been taken prisioner by the boss, and hidden around.

Link led the small girl back to the centre room with the torches. As he was coming out, Linn was bringing a small boy, that Link recognised as Mido, out into the room. Linn and Link left the kokiri with Ruto, Darunia, Nabouru and Impa while they took the elevator downstairs. They had taken about eight hours, but together, they had cleared out the Temple. On his way, Link had found a bow and quiver, that was full of arrows. Linn had already had one, so he didn't complain.

Link looked over at his companion in wonder. He had used many different items in his quest, but Link could not see where he kept it all. When Link had asked, Linn said indifferently; "magic".

When the lift stopped at the bottom, Link and Linn stepped off. There were a few cells down here, with a rotating wall. Without a word, Link and Linn made their way to the wall, and pushed it around, making it spin, and another way opened. Inside, their was a chest.

Opening the chest, Link found that it contained two large green Kokiri-style tunics. Tossing one to Linn, who caught it with a bemused look on his face, he began to change into it, leggings and all. When he caught Linn staring at him strangely, he told him to change into it.

"Why?" Linn asked, incredulous, eyeing Link as he completed his ensemble with a rediculous floopy green hat.

"It will increase your mobility." Link said simply, fastening the curved sword that he had borrowed from Nabouru to his belt. Linn looked at him strangely for a few minutes, but then decided to change. Once he was done, they stepped out of the cell, pushed the wall, and opened another way, revealing another chest.

There were Hylian Shields in this one. Link, with a smirk, took one, and hooked it to his back somehow, in front of his new bow and quiver. He tried removing it and returning it to his back quickly. It worked better if he used his right hand. That didn't bother him, considering he weilded his weapons in his left. Linn took the other shield, and also strapped it to his back. And, the same as Link, he was left-handed.

They pushed the wall another time, and this time it opened up to a small altar that had two scabbards hanging off it. Each of them had a long, gilded sword in it, and when Link and Linn removed them, they gleamed in the dim torchlight. They also attached those on their back, behind the shields. Link could now return Nabouru's sword to her after the battle.

Not questioning their luck, they pushed the wall one more time. It opened up a corridor that led to a large door that had the shape of the Kokiri's Emerald carved into it. Looking at each other and nodding, the two young men opened the door, and walked into the unknown.

What awaited them was an empty room.

Link and Linn stood back to back in the centre of the room, watching the paintings. What they were watching for, though, niether of them knew. They both felt a healthy sense of dread blossom in their guts. Neither of them liked the quiet. Link, ever-so-cautiously, picked up a lose piece of stone off the floor, and threw it over to the exit of the platform.

Spikes flew up, blocking the only way off the platform. Both men were now begining to taste real fear.

"Look!" Linn shouted suddenly, pointing to a portrait just to the left of Link. He spun around, and a man riding a horse leapt out of the paintings. Both of them were stupefied. The ghostly figure took advantage of their distraction, and attacked them with a blast of magic.

Both of them were hit, and were sent flying to opposite ends of the platform. Linn was the first to recover, getting up, and notching an arrow.

"Die!" He yelled, loosing the arrow at the phantom's back. It caught him between the shoulders, and he was thown from his horse. The phantom crumpled to the ground, with an arrow sticking out of its back. Linn and Link both knew that it was not the end. The phantom was trying to give them a false sense of security. They braced themselves for when the phantom would give up the sharade. Eventually, the phantom hovered up into the air, and re-mounted the horse.

Well, there you go! Like I warned you before, I only proofread this once, so its not perfect.

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