A/N: This is the first LoZ fic I ever wrote seriously. It actually was started about three years ago and has been finished on and off after having survived through three hiatuses and a serious consideration of scrapping. But I decided to give it another chance, and am actually quite pleased with the results. Rated PG-13 for violence and Link's surprisingly dirty mouth; warnings include angst, sadness, violence, Link/Zelda pairing (no citrus), and alternate realities. The timeline I'm basing things on is a quasi-alternate-reality of my own creation: I base most if not all of my Zelda fanfiction on the idea that all the deeds done and chronicled in the Zelda games (with the exception of the Wind Waker for obvious reasons) were the deeds of one brave young lad chosen by Destiny and the three Goddesses as the Hero of Time, the Legendary Hero. Oh. And I don't own Linky (more's the pity) or Zelda or any of the game's other characters. They are copyrighted to Miyamoto Shigeru-san and Nintendo, the lucky bastards. I own, however, sole copyright of each and every one of my original characters. Steal them and I will hunt you down and break your elbows. Remember: A vague threat is no one's friend.
-Act IV-
Convergence
17
Long minutes passed and the only sounds in the room were the broken weeping of one human woman and the maniacal, crazed laughter of a tyrant who had just triumphed over his life's greatest enemy. He'd forgotten about the remaining trio of rebels hiding in the corner, Kate's broken sobs somehow starting to die out. She lacked the strength to shed anymore tears. Her eyes opened onto Link's motionless form and she turned away, the tears starting fresh, though she wasn't weeping audibly anymore. She looked up at John, who only could return a sorrowful gaze to her questioning one. The little faerie had since given up her tears and now sat numbly on Kiron's shoulder, her head resting against his neck.
God…I don't know if you can hear me, Kate said, turning to the one place she thought she had left. This boy shouldn't die like this. He's done so much for so many. He deserves better than to die at the hands of this monster. If there's any way we can keep ourselves alive so that we may find him help from his friends…please let us do it. I've never asked you for much, but this…I need help. I need strength. I need his courage. Just for a little while.
She straightened in John's arms, getting to her feet, and took a purposeful step toward where the Master Sword lay on the ground not far from them. John grabbed her wrist. "Katie, what are you doing?"
"Finishing this," she said grimly. "I won't let him die in vain, John."
He scowled. "Who said you have to?"
"He saved our lives…that thing the bastard threw at me would have taken my head off. I'm going to do this." She bent down and retrieved the Master Sword.
Without a single word, she hauled back and threw it like a javelin through the air. The sacred blade whistled across the room in a swift, deadly arc, and stuck itself in Ganondorf's back.
He howled in pain, dropping to his knees when the blade sank in nearly to the hilt. It was over soon after. The last thing Ganondorf did was look Kate in the eyes and glare menacingly at her before whispering, "You can't end me…only one has the power…this is. Not. Over."
Kate sneered at him as his head hit the ground and walked over, delivering the corpse a savage blow with one foot. She reached down and yanked the Master Sword out.
The castle started to shake as a surge of power echoed from the point where Kate had pulled the sword free, the walls threatening to tumble then and there.
Two figures came dashing through a concealed entrance. One was the same race as the Gerudo King, the other a fair-skinned blonde girl with piercing blue eyes. She looked down upon the still form of the Hero of Time, and agony flickered briefly over her eyes before she managed to cover it.
"Princess!" the faerie cried, taking to the air.
The blonde girl cupped the faerie close, nuzzling the pixie against her own cheek in brief comfort. "We must flee this place," she said, "before it buries us all."
John looked down at Link's unmoving body. "I'm not leaving him here. Kiron…you can guard the women, right?" he asked, lifting Link as carefully as possible onto his own shoulders.
The general nodded, gazing sadly at his old friend. "Aye…they'll come to no harm. We must move, quickly!"
Together, the party of five that should have been six ran as though hell were on their heels to get out of that castle. As it was, they were barely able to escape before the entire palace crashed down in a brittle, charred ruin. John set Link's body carefully down once they were outside, causing Kate's tears to begin all over again. Heedless of the blood that soaked them both when he did so, he put his arms around her and began rocking her gently.
As the pillars and stones and towers came crashing down, wind and debris swirled around them. The small group of five stood on the plain just outside the castle and watched it fall.
Silence descended.
-Act IV-
Convergence
17
Long minutes passed and the only sounds in the room were the broken weeping of one human woman and the maniacal, crazed laughter of a tyrant who had just triumphed over his life's greatest enemy. He'd forgotten about the remaining trio of rebels hiding in the corner, Kate's broken sobs somehow starting to die out. She lacked the strength to shed anymore tears. Her eyes opened onto Link's motionless form and she turned away, the tears starting fresh, though she wasn't weeping audibly anymore. She looked up at John, who only could return a sorrowful gaze to her questioning one. The little faerie had since given up her tears and now sat numbly on Kiron's shoulder, her head resting against his neck.
God…I don't know if you can hear me, Kate said, turning to the one place she thought she had left. This boy shouldn't die like this. He's done so much for so many. He deserves better than to die at the hands of this monster. If there's any way we can keep ourselves alive so that we may find him help from his friends…please let us do it. I've never asked you for much, but this…I need help. I need strength. I need his courage. Just for a little while.
She straightened in John's arms, getting to her feet, and took a purposeful step toward where the Master Sword lay on the ground not far from them. John grabbed her wrist. "Katie, what are you doing?"
"Finishing this," she said grimly. "I won't let him die in vain, John."
He scowled. "Who said you have to?"
"He saved our lives…that thing the bastard threw at me would have taken my head off. I'm going to do this." She bent down and retrieved the Master Sword.
Without a single word, she hauled back and threw it like a javelin through the air. The sacred blade whistled across the room in a swift, deadly arc, and stuck itself in Ganondorf's back.
He howled in pain, dropping to his knees when the blade sank in nearly to the hilt. It was over soon after. The last thing Ganondorf did was look Kate in the eyes and glare menacingly at her before whispering, "You can't end me…only one has the power…this is. Not. Over."
Kate sneered at him as his head hit the ground and walked over, delivering the corpse a savage blow with one foot. She reached down and yanked the Master Sword out.
The castle started to shake as a surge of power echoed from the point where Kate had pulled the sword free, the walls threatening to tumble then and there.
Two figures came dashing through a concealed entrance. One was the same race as the Gerudo King, the other a fair-skinned blonde girl with piercing blue eyes. She looked down upon the still form of the Hero of Time, and agony flickered briefly over her eyes before she managed to cover it.
"Princess!" the faerie cried, taking to the air.
The blonde girl cupped the faerie close, nuzzling the pixie against her own cheek in brief comfort. "We must flee this place," she said, "before it buries us all."
John looked down at Link's unmoving body. "I'm not leaving him here. Kiron…you can guard the women, right?" he asked, lifting Link as carefully as possible onto his own shoulders.
The general nodded, gazing sadly at his old friend. "Aye…they'll come to no harm. We must move, quickly!"
Together, the party of five that should have been six ran as though hell were on their heels to get out of that castle. As it was, they were barely able to escape before the entire palace crashed down in a brittle, charred ruin. John set Link's body carefully down once they were outside, causing Kate's tears to begin all over again. Heedless of the blood that soaked them both when he did so, he put his arms around her and began rocking her gently.
As the pillars and stones and towers came crashing down, wind and debris swirled around them. The small group of five stood on the plain just outside the castle and watched it fall.
Silence descended.