He smirked, sword reflecting the dim light of the afternoon and eyes sparkling in a childish awe. The pig fawn that stood still beside him gulped, knowing what would become of its people if the boy found out about their plans to be free from his hand.
Now, he was no king. He was nothing of the sort. He was merely an envious child, arrogant and manipulative. The want for the power of the Triforce that was 'rightfully' his had thrown his heart into a dark place. One that was hard to be free from. He was just another kid who fell for the envy that collected in his soul.
He stared at the back of his hand, a scowl forming on his face rather quickly. His disheveled brownish-blonde hair casting over the right side of his face, making it so that the pig fawn could not see the shade of blood red brewing in his unnaturally gold eyes.
The creature was thankful it hadn't, knowing that the change in the atmosphere was frightening enough.
The boy let out a laugh; a sinister one that caught everyone that was in the room off guard and freeze in their tracks. With a snap of his fingers, the creatures in the room snapped their heads to look toward him.
"Ready my horse."
"Sire . . ." One of the more humanoid looking creatures stepped up, hesitating slightly before cowering back once it received a glare from the envious boy.
"Why is it that you leave, your Highness?" The boy ignored the venom that dripped from one of demon's words and stood up from his throne.
"I'll have to meet my dear sister. It seems she has gone astray and as the first-born, I might as well show her the right path." He shrugged, tossing the coat he had slung over his shoulder onto the throne, and striding toward the big double doors, pushing them open without any effort.
Once his horse appeared in front of him, he smiled and climbed onto the gray mare, petting it on the head.
He grabbed hold of the reigns and took off, the horse knowing where he wanted to go. Michael leaned back a small bit, the sword gifted to him strapped to his back.
"That dump was so dull. . ." He complained, mare snorting in agreement.
As he looked up at the fast-moving skies, he scowled, knowing he was going to remember something that was not going to help him confront his sister. Succumbing to it, he sighed closing his eyes, but keeping a tight grip on the reigns.
'Come on, Shinko!' He yelled, her nickname rolling off his tongue with ease. The girl growled, getting up on her feet and chasing him around the pumpkin patch that lay in their yard.
'You know that I'm not the fastest runner, anik!i' She yelled, a giggle bubbling soon after. When he didn't hear his sister's raid footsteps, he turned around, seeing that their father had asked her to fulfill a task or quest of some sort.
'Hey, niichan!' She yelled and he cocked his head to the side before walking over to them, his mother wrapping her arms around the two children when he stood beside his sister.
'What is it, lil' sis?'mani
'Mom and Dad wants us to help them wash the horses!'
'That should be easy. Only (Horse/N) and Epona! We'll get this done in no time!'
The response caused his parents to chuckle, leaving the two confused. 'You'll be surprised. . .' Their mother said, trying to suppress a fit of laughter.
"Kakariko. I always hated this place, I have no idea how sister dearest can handle it." He muttered, rubbing his eyes to make sure he was fully awake. He jumped of his horse, and his ear twitched, hearing the shrill sound of a chain retracting.
Michael smiled, shaking his head. He pulled up his hood and decided to stick close to the shadows for now, using narrow spaces as his route around the town.
As he was about to investigate the frantic banging on the door, his horse let out a whinny, and by the sound of it, his horse – which was named Umbra – was happy. Not very unusual, since he knows who else is here.
"Umbra?! Gahh! Echo, calm down, bud!" Another horse whinnied, its hooves stomping into the ground franticly.
The boy chuckled at the sight before deciding to join the reunion as well. A light thump on the ground alerted the girl on the white horse and caused her to tense up.
"Sister dearest! Nice to see you again!"
"Michael. I had a feeling you'd hunt me down. Again." He could hear her mutter, a growl rumbling at the back of her throat.
"It's like our game of 'Tag'! Except now, it may be more . . . violent." The eldest said, a small maniacal grin plastering itself onto his face.
SCHOOL IS BEIN' A HUGE PAIN.
I HAVE TO DEAL WITH MODEL UNITED NATIONS. UGHHH. NO. WHY. NUUUU
Anyway. . .
Updates will be much slower than usual, because my teachers seriously just shove homework in our faces, and my class is going through this lil' civil war thing. It's ridiculous.
This Friday I have to go on a Nght Out as well - a lil' sleepover with my classmates and our upperclassmen - so I'll be losing more time. Oopsie.
This was supposed to go up last week but , again, class drama. Hopefully you guys understand? I appreciate it if you do. My classmates turn toward making groups way too easily if something happens.
Welp hope you enjoy the story so far. Thanks for the constructive criticism, Supreme Gamesmaster Yddisac. I really appreciate it. It's reviews like yours that make me so much more determined to write.
Well, see you later, dear reader!
(I've been in an AoT mood ever since I listened to 'theDOGS' which was an OST for it. I'M OBSESSED WITH IT RIGHT NOW. Are you guys in an AoT urge ?)
~ Faith the Dreamer (~` - `)~
