Thank you for the commit! I found it useful and I plan to keep the story in first person. I had to make sure everything was in order and feel free to correct me.

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Ch. 4

Dry frozen cotton. That is what my mouth feels like right now. The strange weird feeling considering that both of them are the opposite in feelings. Out of all of my senses to comeback it was touch.

Huff a wind escapes my mouth as eyes slowly open to the grey and white before me. I was in some stone building all cold. I bring my hands up to my mouth noticing the pale color covering them. Lucky the magic potion is still doing its job even though it now has dire consequences to an almost nonmagical user.

I try to spit to get rid of the feeling in my mouth. The problem was that ice comes out. Trying to grit my teeth but the numb feeling preventing me from moving my jaw to much. A very bad sign indeed. Cold hands hit the stone floor again to push my body up slowly.

Need to find something to keep me warm. If this…. If this. What was I just thinking about? Oh yes. I need warmth to prevent myself from dying faster. Slowly I put one foot in front of the other. Feeling the constrictive blood vessels swelling with blood again as I reach the next arch way.

'Look who it is back from the grave.' A voice in the back of my head whispers. 'Its been so long sense you where here. We miss you.'

"Who is it?!" My ears perk up paying attention to see where the voice was coming from.

'Its been so long sense we have had a master.' My blood froze at the last word.

"I haven't ever been a real master for a long time." My voice sounding bitter. Something seem strange as the words spewing out of my mouth. A long-forgotten memory begging to be brought up. I force it back down. Trudging forward and figuring it was the wind playing tricks on.

Nothing replies to me except my feet scraping on the frozen stone floor. Passing a couple of pots cover in ice long ago. An old chest sat in the corner having snow around it. My slow body movement jolts into an upper gear moving forward. Hoping for something to keep me warm.

The chest's hinges screech as I force it open with little strength I still possess. As my eyes hits the chest's content the stomach twists at the purple color of a cloak and a couple of metal balls. Though that purple of the revolting high class color stirs the memories a little looking at it. After a couple of minutes of staring at it my hands pull it out rapping it around me. As my hand touch the metal balls I notice how warm they are or lack of cold and stuff them in whatever pockets that survive the fall with me.

The pattern repeats in the next room but not so much luck and move to next room. The dull colors repeating over and over again with a strange eye patterns in almost every room. No colors except for the cape that I am wearing. As I reach a hall way my legs gave out as I catch myself with my hands. Calming my now fast breathing down I look up again. In the middle of the hallway an ice wall blocks the way further along the path. A little pillar in front of it with nothing else there. No other route except out in the raging snow storm outside.

"So, death finally catches up to you, hu?" That voice. It couldn't be. He died five hundred years ago.

Eyes caught a translucent figuring walking towards me. All shining in silver armor with a crown on top of his head. A cape swirling behind him as he made silent steps.

"No, you can't be real. You are dead like the rest of them." Exhaustion was getting the better of me. I need to snap out of it before more of this happens.

"How long have you lived? Slowly dying as your magic drains away slowly from an unhealable wound." His face grew dark.

"Shut u…" I quickly stop by the interruption of the imaginary figure before me.

"You promise me not to give up." The voice was raspy. "That even to your dying breath that you will keep going." Tears were now coming down the figures face. "That is what your friend first and king second wants from you."

Slowly I drag myself up to eye level with the phantom of my past. Unsure of what to say to this memory.

"As your king commands you." As the man with a crown starts to fade the closer he got. "Live until you draw your last breath. I know someone else will be disappointed if you don't". Eventually he fades completely away.

"Just a memory." I slowly stagger forward to the popsicle in front of me. My hands stumble on the little pillar for support of the exhaustion of my cold body. My hands found a small hole as the same size as those metal balls.

Slowly my hand exits my pocket with the only heat source that I have. Slowly pushing it into the hole. After a couple of minutes clanking noise could be heard as something shifts inside the small pillar. Most likely gears. A red glowing diamond shoots out of the hole were my hands were waiting for it.

As soon as my grip tighten around the gem a heat courses through my whole body. Keeping me warm as any other day. As I can feel the power affecting me already. Slowly I look at it seeing the details of the gem. The glow emanating from it is darkening and brightening as if it was flickering. Slowly dying just like me. I felt a bitter smile form on my mouth at this thought.

'Don't think like that.' Its that voice again. I thought it was the phantom. Then again guessing was not a strong suit of mine. 'Just use the stone on the ice.'

Slowly I move the stone to the ice not trusting the voice completely. As soon as it made contact with the ice a ring of red spreads over it from the gem in my hands. Going through the whole ice wall as it soon starts to melt rapidly. Growing smaller and smaller until there was only a puddle of water left.

'Good, now watch your step. The current keeper has not kept the place up and running.' The voice sound smug in the back of my head. 'Don't worry, we know who you are.'

Ignoring the voice, I pull an old sword off the wall and continue down the hall. Feeling how heavy it was in my hands. Hands tightening around the old hilt waiting for combat. Waiting for any enemies to jump out. Just as my left foot hit the ground. The floor starts to collapse where my left foot was on. I move my self back as fast as I could as a hole appear in front of me. A curse escapes my mouth.

Ahead of me on the floor was litter with cracks in certain spots in the rest of the hall way. I groan knowing that hopscotch was about to be a popular activity for me. Maybe I will declare it a sport after this. As I slowly back away more.

Soon I ran forward jumping over the hole in front of me as my body went over it landing with a thud as I soon start to dash left. Then I went forward jumping and weaving my feet far apart from each other into a very uncomfortable position. At least it can't get any worst.

All of a sudden, a screech echo in the hall and I look up from my feet in time to see a bat flying at me. A slash of the sword and it was no more. More fluttering noise come further ahead. I spoke to soon again.

Jumping again to a stable portion of ground before dodging all of the cracks as I keep the momentum up. Soon as I jump another bat appears before me. Quickly I land with a roll right underneath the creator. As if instincts kick in, the sword swirls around right into the bat killing it instantly.

My feet took me to the right side of the hallway to avoid more of the cracks. A giant hole is before me. I launch towards the wall feet soon land on the wall before pushing off. Hoping that an untimely death won't happen today. To my dismay, I was falling down just short from the ground. Desperately I reach out hoping to grab the ledge. My body was swinging off into the dark as the ledge supports my body wait. Throwing my sword onto the ground before painstakingly pulling my self up.

I groan as I realize there is no more escape from the falling floor anymore. Catching my breath, my feet took off in a straight line. Praying for the life of me for the first time ever as the ground all around me starts collapsing. The faster I went, the faster the floor seem to disappear. Gaining up on me. My breathing was getting heavy and my head is getting lighter and lighter as my vision starts to blur white.

The body seems to scream in protest with every step I took with the now nonexistent energy. My foot catches something forcing me down as my eyes widens in fear at the stupid mistake. As I came crashing down I notice the floor stop falling after a couple of minutes laying there on the ground.

A sigh escapes my mouth as my mind wonders on that strange girl that is with all my stuff right now. Like what language did she speak and who the heck wears that type of clothes out in the fields as dangerous as that. Is it their culture or some weird cult ritual? She also senses whatever it was that turn my legs to stone. Only more questions flood my mind.

Also, that horse sold to me is strange one too. It seems all high and mighty for such a strange horse. Then again, I have been getting into strange situations sense I got that horse. Hopefully I can get back to them and get my stuff back and this time leave the horse. Best plan yet. Rest needs to come first after I get out of here somehow.


A smile crept through Cia's face as she looks through the cart contents of the now missing owner. She found a bag of Rupees and other junk that seems old. Old parchment paper written in a couple different unknown languages though one of them stuck out the most. It was written in Hybe. An old trading language use back in the day when Hyrule was frequently trading with foreign countries of unknown origins. She remembers how the people use to flock here because of the Goddess blessing on the land and the wealth that use to gather here. Known as a "Tenthousand Years of Peace". The best time to live there.

Looking at the half Hylian Language scroll trying to make sense of it. A language usually only for trade and most people could understand it even though it is basic. Let's see what it says. An old trade rout... They don't have lemonade? What the heck is lemonade? Maybe its those seeds in the jars back there.

Carelessly I just toss it back in the cart. At least I will be able to speak with the man again if he comes back. Anything else that is important here? What's this?

Quickly, my hands grab on a big bag and tore it open. Inside the bag is a full suite of armor with a short sword and some broken remains of a spear. A small paper is in there as I went to look at it.

To my surprise it is a black and white picture. On the front of the picture was the man that help her out in armor. Behind him are hundreds of men in similar armor all kneeling and crouching down to fit in the old picture. It is to worn out to make out any details in the picture except for one thing. In the strangers outstretch hand was a floating ball of white.

Is that magic? Who is this man to be able to command armies and yet be a traveler? So many questions. Slowly my eyes caught sight of worn writing on the bottom of the picture worn but visible enough.

"Demon Legion" In plain Hylian language.

My heart rate sped as I continue to soak up the picture and the definition of the words. Every detail that I could soak up as if a force is driving me forward to a conclusion. The same conclusion as the picture of this man once had. The power and driving force to command both armies and magic. To have a name demon says something. The power of this one man must have been incredible at one point.

The gears began to swirl in my head as a plan forms to get Link once again and it will start with this one man. For every army needs a commander and who better then an experience leader of armies at the front. Raw power is not needed if you refine said power like this picture. Organize, I can just see Link in my grasp.

The horse let out a brief noise interrupting my thoughts. I quickly glance at the horse. Patting it to calm down as if everything is okay. Trying to prevent its escape.

"It's alright boy" I coo the horse. "We will find your owner but first we need to get ready to travel and get enough rest." The horse instantly calms down.

A wind swept through again and a cold wind brush past my skin making me shiver a little. A tighten my cloak around me. As I look down I realize what happen to my clothes and me cheeks pink up a little.

"First will be clothes, food, and supplies. Then a good night of rest." The house just tilts its head at me as if it did not understand.

I grab the horse's reins and start to pull it down the street. Looking at panicking crowds of people moving about. A tailor's shop pop up further down the road. The bell rings as I enter a shop and an old petite woman pops her head out from behind the counter.

"Oh! A customer. Come right in. The 'Rupee Tailor' has all the best clothes in Hyrule!" I want to scoff at the commit but held it in and put on a forceful smile. It hurts.

"Oh, thank you ma'am. I am need of some new clothes. You see, my old ones got ruined on my way through town. Papa won't be happy to see what happen to all my clothes. In my travels." I held my breath hopping to get a discount on cheap fabric.

"Oh my." The woman looks at me disapprovingly. "Those clothes will not do. Please step through this door. I will make you some close immediately." A scowl was threatening to form on my face as I step through.

"Is there a reason why you are traveling?" She asks concern. The smirk coming back again for my second chance. Maybe it should be for a boy?

"Promise you won't tell anyone?" Knowing likely that she was a gossiper like people of her class. For all the girls to get their rumors on the hottest news in town. A perfect person to trick into that discount.

"Don't worry dear. I won't tell anyone about it. I was once young too." She winks at me as she began measuring around my perfect body that will snare Link one day. She then begins to scribble down numbers on a piece of paper to remember the numbers of perfection.

"Okay, so there is this man that I am visiting…" The tailor giggles at this and I can't help it too. Both giggling at the thought. "that I am trying to impress. Handsome young lad I saw two days ago trading. I found out he is from Ordon Village and plan on visiting him."

The old woman giggles again. "Ah that reminds me when I wan young. I was so impatient for a man to notice me that I aggressively went after one. It was the best decision in my life. I got married and had two kids. Now I have eight grand children to spoil!" I f giggle again feeling giddy all of a sudden. A strange feeling swells up in my chest that seems almost foreign to me and yet natural.

Then again all I did with my life was watch time fly by myself. No friends or family. Only looking down and watching and writing about great events. Not even a stranger to talk too. I never remember eating or sleeping. Reading folk tells when I was young. Talking to someone when I was lonely. Just being a guardian of time. Unfeeling seeing the same thing happening over and over again.

"Oh, I remember your age all right. What about this? I will give you discount if you come back later and tell me about it some time. I will even throw in some traveling clothes for free too. What do you say?" Bingo! That's my discount.

"If its alright with you then yes, I accept." The lady just smiles at me as she pulls a dark purple fabric out.

"Now sense you have dark skin I was thinking of dark colors for your clothing. Like dark purple and maybe some crimson red to bring out of your body. What do you think?" I raise my eyebrow at her color choice wondering if she doesn't know that everyone else wears light colors. "Don't worry dear. I know what I am doing and we want to impress this man correct?"

I nod my head at her being carious of what she is thinking. She pulls out the two fabrics and starts to cut away at them. Pulling out her sowing kit. She then drapes the purple over my head and shuffling me to stand on a stool.

Soon we or I should say I was babbling a lot as that giddy feeling came back as the dress was nearing completion. Looking at the mirror at the intrigant way design of the dress as it easily hides all of the bandages away and covering more skin than what I was use to. Though that feeling consist even as I thought of Zelda. Considering I don't like the woman at all. I felt just as pretty and probably happier than her considering what happens in every life time. Always serious and no fun yet always have a hero to rescue her. The grand design until Demise falls forever.

Demise, that is a name only read in books. No face to him as the main evil that haunts Hyrule over centuries. Though that wind taking my future general away seems to remind me of someone. Wait. My mind began to shuffle through memories of a time when the common villian resurrects an old evil that turns out insane trying to marry Zelda. Resurrection probably did a number of things on that poor demon's mind. What was stone's name again? Ah Vaati. Not much is known about him except for his bid for power vs the four legendary heroes. A time that I was not around sadly.

That happen so long ago. What ever decide to make him return to the land of the living? A once glorious mage with a floating castle defeated by four heroes. Not one but four. Will he get in the way of my plans? Most likely. I chuckle inwardly.

Insane? My thoughts continue to trail along. Yes, and Ganon is also in my way too. Though this time I will be prepare for them and Hyrule too with an army. Then Link will be all mine.

"All right dear. What do you think?" She looks at me proudly.

"It is wonderful!" I exclaim with hidden fake joy.

"That's good. It will be fifty rupees. I pull out the rupee bag and hand her the correct amount as she hands me a couple of travel clothes. "Good luck with your man!" she waves at me as I left through the door.

I look down at my rupee bag and realize there will not be enough for food or a place to eat. Oh yes, those Lemonade seeds in the pot. I can sell them. Quickly I wave my hand over the seeds casting a weak spell for them to grow faster as I made sure my travel clothes fit nicely on me.

The poor farmer who had bought them was stuttering through the whole bargaining deal was quite funny but was worth it to waist my time on him. Apparently, he has an old lemonade recipe that he can't use because there are no lemons to use. So, with a big bag of rupees he purchases all three pots of seeds.

Perfect, I will eat and sleep comfortably tonight. As I spot an inn. Though Hyrule sure have funny names for places. For example, this Inn is call "Pot INN". My face contorts making me stick my tong out at the name of it. Probably not worth staying at. As I consume a magic potion.

My body starts to tingle as magic once again flow through my body little by little. Making me feel more comfortable once again about my position. Not full power yet but I am getting there. A little faster than I would naturally have to wait. It will just keep on coming back to me faster and faster just like the plan that is forming.

A sign right by an ally said "Telma's Bar" engraving on it. People were coming and going from the place as it use to be known as a very important part in legends. One of my favorite legends in fact.

I tie the horse on the post before walking down the stairs and into the bar. The place was bigger the last time she saw it with even more people drinking away their fears. Laughter broke out from a table with a bunch of men as a waitress serve them their food. The air was a little musty like most popular bars. A small wooden table was empty in the back of the room.

Sat down and order my food with a magic boost drink to help with the recovery. The drink came fast as it foams over the top of the cup. Stew was okay but at least good enough to hide the drink's flavor.

"Hey did you hear about the boy garb in green?" Heart pace quicken as I wait to hear what's next.

"Yeah, completely defend off the town by a horde of monster before the whole floating castle ordeal."

"But did you hear that a sheikah showed up and order four guards to accompany him in his journey." The man next to him choke on his drink with a look a bewilderment on his face.

"A sheikah?! I thought they were all on that ol'castle. In the sky now."

"No, she orders them that the land have need a special guardian and they were chosen. You know sent them all on the quest. With the boy."

"Sounds like some grand adventure I would like to go on. Defeating evil and all that."

"You mean like Cia? You know some people claim that she is still alive and that the hero is hunting her down."

I took a big gulp of my drink to hide my face. The horror of that sword coming down on me flash in my mind as I lay dying in someone's lap. The thought of being hunt down like a dog sent chills down my body as the room all of a sudden seem small and cramp. Breathing was getting hard as I slap the rupees on the table and bolt out of the bar as normal as a panic person could. Feeling as if someone was starring at the back of her head.

That feeling of someone staring at me follows down the street as she bought supplies at a food stand. It follows me as I pass some guards. I even walk past the INN as the creeping feeling still follow me through the day. As the gates got closer my legs move faster as if a Bokoblin was way better death to face off then to be in castle town. Even though she has some powers back.

The guard just nods as I got on the cart and gallop away until the feeling slowly fades. I took a deep breath realizing that I was holding my breath.

What's wrong with me. Everything was fine until a stupid rumor about her and Link was mention. Though deep inside of me a feeling of fear of death sprouts up as my body starts to shake. A feeling that I am not familiar of.

Forcing the fear down again I regain my balance before getting the horse off the cart. Trying to set up my death… death… death…

I yelp again as a snout press against my back. The horse was rubbing its head on me as if calming a child. Stomping its hoof down as if indicating its attention for me.

A little horse trying to calm me! Cia! Of my fear. A fear that I don't have. I'm not afraid of death. NO, I just plan and have everything work out. Just nervous of failing again. That's all.

The horse just nudges me again knocking me out of my thoughts and finally calming down. I pat the horse on the head. Its brown is glitter with concern and wisdom? As if it knows something. What a strange horse. I began rubbing my hand on its dirty fur uncaring of how messy it is.

After my nerves calm down I finally got back to the cart and start to set up camp as best as I remember after stumbling into the man's camp. Hooking up the tent to the cart and hammering the stakes into the ground. Then setting up the bed and looking at the camp. A smile came to my face as I realize perfection scream all over the camp and possibly did an even better than the man has done it.

All of a sudden, the horse pops up in the middle of camp and drops some fire wood down in the ever-growing pile as if purposely ruining my perfect first-time camp set up. A flick of my writ and the wood soon catches fire.

As the sun fades off into the distance the stars shone bright in the night sky as I sat around the fire. The bugs were quite and the only sound was the fire crackling into the night. Those stars though are fantastic and to think that I was looking down the whole time and not noticing the stars. Shining even in the darkest part of the sky.

Soon I will find that man and stay with him until my powers grow to full height. Then just maybe I will have a pawn that can survive the darkest night and pull me through to the end.

Wait! How am I suppose to find him?


Some of you guys are probably wondering where all the action is or where the story is heading but I want to flush out the characters and hopefully make them all believable. I like a good story and a good story to me is the characters themselves. That is what makes it good or bad. Though I am not as good as other people.

If you think about Cia's case. One of the last acts was getting hit by Link's sword as her feeling start to fade to death. I don't know about you guys but I will probably will have slight problems if I survive that. Also she has been stuck doing a job by herself before 'I will capture Link' so of course there will be some feelings she will forget about. Watching the same thing over and over kind of dulls the senses.

You might be like oh. The stranger is a captain or General of something of the demon legion. Correct but there are so many hints in this chapter and a couple (but not much) in earlier chapters. [Very unnoticeable hints.] Sadly I can't spill the guts early because that will ruin the whole story. I can't wait to see your face. I could be just messing with you too. =P