I put who is going to show the point of view so it can be easier to follow from now on.


Ch:6

Never Trust a Horse

Rick (Spear)


The sun was rising into the sky making the horizon orange and yellow in the sky as the five of us waiting for the gates to open. The mission from the royal secrete guard is sending us on.

The mission as states in the paper sign from Princess Zelda herself is to collect the four weapons to help the Master Sword and its hero to reach the castle and bring forth an order of ancient protectors. The hero which is the kid in green will help us as we must need to help him. The main mission is to get to the castle that is know over castle town. Hence forth why we need to collect the weapons and defeat the evil that is upon us.

"I am ready to get the show on the road." A soldier with a bow and quiver on his back. His armor is brown harden leather to protect him with chainmail in the joints.

What is his name again? I think we are suppose to go by the name of our weapons or something like that according to some legend or something.

The man with the magical enhance shield grumbles behind us.

"I can't hear you Shield?" The archer teases ahead of us as the gate lowers to the ground.

"Come on you guys, Link is already out in the field." The bord voice of Sword says as he gallops out of the gate.

"Bucket head…" Shield mutters again as I shake my head at them.

"Why do I have a feeling I regret joining the guard now?" I chime in.

"Because…" Archer pause as he ruffles is short brown hair. "Everyone likes to wear the traditional armor that hides our faces Spear." This will take a while to get use to that name.

We finally catch up to Sword and Link as we head out South. The horses trot at a steady pace noticing that Link's horse has a red shine to its coat. Rest of ours is brown like most of the horses in Hyrule.

"Because we are going up against big three baddies at once." Sword's irritated voice speaks up. "Ganonndorf, Vaati, and Cia according to you and the secret service."

Link seems to turn his head and ague but stops and focus on the trial ahead of us. The trail turns a little as we pass a clump of trees.

An arrow whoosh passes my ears as Archer fires an arrow. A thud shortly follow as a crow drops out of the tree. Shield just gallops right next to it and scoops it up as if the whole thing was reverse.

"Nice shot Archer." I blink a couple of times trying to process what happen within the minute.

"Thanks, always use to go hunting with my dad." He shrugs off the comment as if it was nothing.

"Where is your dad at right now? One of the small villages?" I ask wondering where his hunting ground was. Shield makes a sour face at the question.

"He decided to hunt in the forbidden part of Lost Woods." I cringe at the answer feeling sorry for bringing it up. Ordon village by the sound of it. The very place we are heading to.

The group seem to quiet down after that. Just moving forward as the strange silence settles in. As we walk over the hill the sight before us looks a little gloomy as the grass starts to turn yellow the closer we get to the forest. Even the trees seem to droop giving of a depressing feeling. Even the white rocks seem to be greyer then white in the area.

All of a sudden, a rustle is heard in the semi green tall grass on our right which is by Shield. A Bokoblin pops his head up and roars. Before the Bokoblin could rush forward, Shield thumps it on the head with his shield knocking it completely out before disappearing. Another one tries to jump from behind him. In midair an arrow strikes it and sending it into the tall grass wailing.

"Thanks brother." Shield acknowledge the save.

Shortly we all made quick work at the monsters. Seemingly boring and a little to easy then I remember in the past.

"That is to easy." Sword mutters as he wipes down his sword and puts it back into its scabbard.

"Well that is probably because the big three are not in an alliance with each other." Shield finally puts in.

Archer frowns "Maybe, hey spear, did you not say you seen Cia with someone?"

I frown as I think back. "There was someone with her before Vaati blew him away." I scratch my chin even more. "Now I think about it he did not speak our language." That got Links attention immediately.

"A foreigner maybe?" Sword questions me.

"I believe he is. I could not understand anything he said but he had Cia in his cart and I could understand her easily."

"What is he like?" One of us speaks up.

Not really paying attention who said it. "He had grey silvery hair and kept himself in a cloak. He also felt strange." I shudder as I recall. Now that I think about it, it almost seems like a trap ready to spring. Archer's eyebrows shoot up

"Something dangerous and yet hidden, I could not see any weapons on him through but it could have been in the cart."

Every one sat in silence pondering the information I gave them and even I wonder what happen to that man. Is he with Cia or is he some type of puppet to here? Is he as dangerous and will Hyrule call on its armies again? If so, Hyrule is preparing right now as we speak.

I stab another monster that is trying to attack up easily as Link shot a couple of shots from his sling shots. Easily blinding another monster and be taken out by Sword. Shield just shrugs off a hit on him as if it is nothing before bashing another monster in its face.

We finally reach in the woods and start down the path to Ordon village. Before we stop half way there. Behind us is someone shouting and a cart careering down the road. Archer turns his head around to check the noice.

"Wild horse incoming!" The group then went to the side of the road as a familiar cart comes into view. The driver is trying to franticly stop the horse until he sees us. He draws out a sword and chop the cords from the cart as the horse bolts to us.

As horse then slows down as it comes close to Link as if it recognizes the person. My eyes locks onto the grey eye person before us with Cia right beside him.

"That's Cia!" a shout comes out of my mouth franticly as my fist tightens around my spear. My company did like wise with their perspective weapons except for Link that is holding a sling shot.

"Come now boys, I'm sure you must be mistaking us for someone else." The cloak girl replies trying to trick us to back down.

"And Cocos makes a good army." Shield threatens back.

"You can't fool us, we can tell by your magic." Cia stiffens at the comment before muttering at the man next to her. He just narrows his eyes before resting them on the Hero. For a moment it seems to twitch at the sight of it as he slowly gets off his cart. Sneering at us doing so and placing the sword in front of him before us.

I gulp and ready for battle.


Foreigner


"Woa there horse!" I shout out as I pull on the reigns but the horse seems to ignore its instructions as it continues to bolt down.

"Stop, stop!" Cia yells in the trade language as I try again to slow the horse down. Luckily, she can communicate with me and even willing to help me even though the language itself is limiting.

Ahead of us is a group of soldiers by the looks of it and I decide there is only one way to stop this. I shove my hand into the and pull out my old sword. With one swing I cut all the straps from the cart to the horse.

The horse continues to the person in green. I lock eyes with a blue eye soldier. His face contorts before one of them shouts at us. Cia speaks back as they talk back and forward.

Cia then puts a hand on my shoulder and whispers "They attack us." As quickly as possible as I look at the group before us. My eyes rest on the group before us and my eyes lands on the kid in green. A Green that seems very familiar and something I hate even more than purple. Reminding me of my past. A past of regret and misery.

I sneer at the thought as I step off the cart and drawing my sword to meet the five of them. Two range and the other the other three close combat. Hopefully they fight nothing like my Demon legion or our foes.

I grab the fire gem in my other hands and thinking of the best choice in this situation. Fight or run? Always the question of surviving, especially when you are no longer on top of the food chain. Regardless I need to think fast.

The man with the spear starts charging at us with his spear raise above his head as I quickly swipe the fire gem on the ground creating a little wall of fire. The horse lifts itself on the back two legs before backing away as its rider tries to calm the horse down. A purple energy ball flies pass me and pegs me man in the chest. Making him fly off the horse onto the ground.

Two other riders bolt up to their fallen comrade as the man with a big round shield to cover them. I snort at their disorganization of any tactics. They diffidently are new to each other and not found any type of rhythm. Bandits are better than these guys.

As if the universe decides to mock my thoughts an arrow swish past me landing on the cart with a thud. Before I could look at Cia a blinding light hits my eyes as I stumble back and rubbing them with my left hand. Slowly blinding light fades as I see the archer knows an arrow into his bow and letting it loose again. I dive to my right as it swish right where my head use to be.

I roll across the ground and check the cart only to see Cia is not there but an arrow instead lodge in. Cia is standing up and shooting another small ball of energy at the group confidently as if she has been a fight before. She steps to her right again to dodge a nut of some type before firing up another blast. I notice she is her stance is not as good with her fourth blast. Seems like she is not in top shape like me.

As I jump over the fire wall, the fire seems to lower until I past it as I charge the amour bearer and jump kick into his shield. His horse stumbles to the side as I quickly got off the ground. My sword slash up cutting the horse and the man's shield. The horse seems to stumble even more and almost trample the two men on the ground behind it.

"Cia!" I shout out. "Map out route, escape." Hopefully she understands what I really mean.

I lift up my sword in time to catch a quick blur of a sword striking at me. The steel blades clash together as the man pulls back his sword again for another strike. A jab at him making him jump back and cancel his attack.

I grin realizing the difference in our swords. He can't jab but his is more for stronger attacks then mine. I block his left slash at the bottom of my blade as we lock together. He then tries to move his blade further up in attempt to brake my blade only to receive my elbow in his face.

The swordsman then kneels down and my eyes widen in surprise. A horse is jumping over him and is about to land on me. I dove to the side and felt steel hitting my back from some type of swing. A grunt escapes my mouth as I roll sloppily land on the ground.

"Ahhh!" A female's voices yell out. I look at where Cia is only to see he on the with the shield bearer over her.

I ground my teeth at the sight as he slowly gets off his horse. A snarl rips out of my throat as I start chanting an old spell. One of the few that I know. The air around me grows dark as I continue to chant. Dashing to the soldier. He just freezes as he sees me running at him. Now purple starts to color the black air around me as I knock him away from Cia.

I quickly grab her and a backpack from my cart and swinging both over my shoulders and leaping on the mans horse. A grin spreads over my face as I pull out a little bomb from my bag and throw it at the cart.

The air starts to turn back to normal as my chant stops. Always good to bluff your enemies with looks. I spur the horse out into the woods. A giant explosion erupts as we continue to go deeper into the woods.

I scowl at the thought of all those items I lost in the cart. All those rare positions that I was going to trade. Oh well, this better be worth the cost because I cannot replace those items.

Cia groan at her pain as we dash deeper and deeper into the forest. I glace back to check if we were being follow by them. A sigh escapes my mouth as I realize no one is behind us but I still press on until the foliage became too thick. Then I slow the horse down to navigate further away from the trail.

A roar came from the direction where we were just at. The explosion most likely brought those what did Cia call them? Ah, Bokoblins to the fight. Gives us more time as those trolls distract them.

The horse trots forward as the sounds of battle fades behind me. Some time pass until a clearing comes into view with an old cottage in the middle. Vines start to grow on the building with no sign of life. I urge the horse to continue as we near the door.

I swing my legs over the side and hop off with Cia groaning in pain at this action. I look at the rusting door knob contemplating if I should knock. I decide it is not worth it and kick at the door. The stubborn thing did not budge. I kick at it again a couple of times until the door gives away.

Inside was cover in dust. The counters show the white of the material covering the glass bottles. Everything from the stove to the beds are dirty. Unkept for who knows how long. I went into the other room where the bedroom is and threw the blankets off before setting Cia down. I put my cloak on her and check to see any wounds are one her. After that I proceed to take the materials from the horse's saddle before scaring it off. Last time I'm trusting a horse.

I look around again to check if we were followed but after a couple minutes go by I went back inside to the musty house and start cleaning it up. Windows open as I wipe off everything.

This reminds me of a memory when I was full of anger and defeat.

***Flashback***


Hands are shaking and covered in blood. The soldiers that just tried to jump me are all down and I can't stop this shaking. They are not my first kill either and yet my hands are shaking. Why can…

"Hello, stranger!" A man shouts at me. I look up at him to see this very regal man with a simplistic bronze crown on his head follow by six arm guards. His family crest is drape in front of him by a red cloth draping over him. "I see you are a fine swords man for a foreigner in these parts."

I subconsciously take a step back at this new possible threat only to have the man smile his white teeth. There is bag under his eyes making him seem wary as he continues to speak to me.

"My name is Prince Roth of Cammie Town, do tell me the name of this great sword man." He stops a couple feet away from me giving me a strange look that I could not tell.

My name, blast that cursed name that I carry. My anger bubbles up through my body as I look at him in rage. "I do not carry a name anymore, Prince Roth" I spat at his name.

The man's face becomes stone at my reply as two guards step forward lifting up their weapons but is stop by the prince.

"I see…" The Prince's face matching his face. "You are nothing just like this kingdom." I reel back from the commit. "This kingdom is literally name nothing because it is divided by numerous factions. People constantly fighting to gain power. No one owns more than one town save one faction and death always lingers everywhere you go like the hatred glowing in your eyes."

"I can name a thousand-different faction that rise and fell within the last week. Yet you chose a name of this land 'Nothing'. Interesting indeed, I can tell you are a disgrace noble of some type by the purple colors you are wearing and the way you walk. You were mighty now you are not anymore." I grit my teeth at the commit.

"In your mind you have two options. Either flee and never come back, possibly restore some glory or collect an army and crush your enemies. So, you can join in fighting the other factions with your own power but like everyone, you will eventually fall."

"Maybe that is what I want." I growl at him. Trying to scare him away from the pain he is causing. "To fall out into oblivion like these other factions."

The Prince looks at me as if processing the information, I just gave him. Then something flickers in his eyes and they seem to shine as he focuses on me again.

"Then I have a counter offer. Join me instead." I open my mouth again but getting interrupt "Why fail and waist your skills like that. I see far more potential then becoming a little war lord. I can give you something that your enemies will fear and your allies to respect that you cannot find anywhere else. A power that the gods and goddess cannot give you."

I pause and thought over this offer. It could be a lie or a trap. I could be some underling if I accept this and my life falls down even more. What could be real power compare to what I use to have. I narrow my eyes at Roth.

"What is it?"

"There is only one way to find out. What do you say?" The Prince holds out his hands that is now cover in blood. Magic glow from the blood spell that I am questioning. A weak spell but one nerveless.

I put my hand out and the Prince just grasp it as the spell work did its thing and seal the contract in blood. The Prince lips twitch up and his face becomes friendly again as if the conversation never happen.

"Good, now to prove yourself for this, I want you to hold this town for a solid week with six prisoners we capture from this band. Make them loyal and hold the town within a week before we can talk more. I am putting a garrison to watch you and not interfere unless absolutely necessary. Shall we look at the cottage where you will be staying at?"


***End Flashback***

I chuckle at the memory of that event. At the time it was so tense that I might have been duped by that short-term contract that ended at the end of the week. Never have I ever been so challenge before in that capacity. The reward was a title that I could call myself, 'Demon Lord'. Funny how a title was what fulfill those promises the prince made. I then follow him after that raising an army to battle something that no story can contain.

I shutter at the thought. I then look around and realize I went overboard with the cleaning the place up.

Apparently, the cottage uses to be own by some herbalist for potion making and other medicine that is necessary. There are some over garden of vegetables by the side of the house as I quickly grab a couple of them. Conveniently there is a well a little way off.

I start making some type of soup of the ingredients that I could scrape off knowing that I won't be going anywhere when Cia has a concussion of sorts. I plop some jerky into a pot of boiling water that is on the furnace. Trying to squeeze any broth out of the stolen jerky before putting the vegetables in to cook. I sat down on a old wooden chair not to far away from the furnace.

"What are you doing?" I jump out of my chair in surprise as I tern around in surprise. Next thing I knew is that Cia is giggling at my reaction. What is even more surprising is the tone of the giggling. Sounding like there is no care for the world and no burden compare to the time we talk before. She carries a heavy 'dark' burden on those small shoulders of hers. What is her story?

"Preparing food." I reply in the trade tongue.

Cia furrows her eyebrows at this for a couple of minutes.

"You can understand the Hylian language?" I blink a couple of minutes before my eyes shoot wide open at the implication of what I just did.

I school my face before she can catch my looks. Hylian? Why does that sound so familiar? I am sure that I have never been to this land before and yet I can understand her now?

"Little" She seems to not look convince but does not respond to it either.

"Hurt head" she groans again as she rubs her head indicating her own commit is true.

"Soup" I say as I go grab a bowl and pour her some. She accepts the bowl and lightly blow into the bowl then glance over to me as if studying my every action of some rare specimen.

"Where trade route leads?" 'Where is our destination' she means.

"Castle"

She gives me a look of irritation as she sets her bowl down. She then stomps over to an old book a takes it off the shelf. She then moves her chair right next to me.

"I can't take it anymore. You are going to learn how to speak Hylian regardless if you want to or not." To prove a point, she conjures a flame in her hand and looks at me. "Even if you do understand, I am not going to take it like an idiot and jog your memories sense you seem to forget how to speak." Her purple eyes seem to burn like the fire in her hands.

I quickly nod my head favoring life instead of death by a very dangerous woman. She then opens up the book to the first picture and the lessons start. This went on for the whole day and into the night.


Two chapters in one week. More than I usually do. So hopefully you enjoy the secrets that I unwind and thread through this whole story. The only hint is that it is more complex. Hopefully it will satisfy you guys at the end.

Hopefully you remember Rick. I only introduce him once when he sees the Hero for the first time if that gets your memories jogging. Also, I know it might seem weird for me to name the guards after their weapons. Well to put it simply they are not the main part of the story. It is the stranger and those around him but you will see them here and there. They just help make the story seem real and add to it like grass in a field. (That is a strange comparison)

Thank you readers for continuing to read and welcome anyone else.