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Chapter 20 Taken AT THE CASTLE
"Link, come to your window." Wufei demanded. "What is it Wufei?" he said standing next to the general. "Torches at the ranch. They carry the Osirian emblem, the knights are from Osirian. What do you think their buisness is at the ranch?" Both men frowned in concentration, as Wufei began to walk around Link looked up at the view and glared out into the darkness.
"Damn! They're going to capture her! It's all my fault!" Wufei turned to look at Link as if to confirm his suspicion with a firm expression in his eyes. What he saw was Link slamming his fists on the stone-made window sill cursing at himself. With one last punch he directed his attention to Wufei and spoke angrily, "I'm going after them!" Before Wufei had a say in the proclamation Link had run past him and out the door, his step's echo subsiding as he went. Wufei turned back to the window and looked on, "The King is not this careless... He would not let Link simply waltz out of this castle...unless he...planned this! Link!!"
Grabbing his weapons he ran after Link.
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Daniel growled and leered at the door. "What did that bastard mean with that comment?" Fiory walked up to Daniel and recieved his attention, "This was a setup. The King of Osirian is much too astute, he always has a backup to what he knows is a plan with a flaw." "They were waiting for them...outside the ranch." Alexander said as in a trance. "Bastards!" growled Daniel as they all took off outside after him.
Through the darkness of the night they stood in the middle of the path that led outside the ranch. They could see something burning outside the tall stone walls, though not very big, it seemed more like the sun's rays through a small dungeon crack. Running towards it as fast as their legs could carry them they reached the outside in no time.
Torches were thrown on the grass carelessly, broken shields were sprawled near the torches, spears seemed to acompany the shields as they both lay together. It was a small battlefield and apparently the one person fighting them all off had lost. As they stepped further out into the field the seperated and searched for Camry. Walking closer to the walls Daniel studied the battlefield, his eyes searched all over the place for his friend but he couldn't see him. The light emmiting from the torches was dying out and his eyes were giving into the darkness. Suddenly his foot hit something hard and metallic. As he bent down to see what it was he grabbed and realized it was Camry's sword. "Alex! Fiory! I found his sword! He must be nearby!"
The two ran toward him and searched near that area, Fiory soon spotted something rather larg lying lifelessly to his left. He called to the others and ran himself to the spot. It was indeed Camry who lay on the ground. His body armor had been broken in so many places and blood was still oozing from his wounds. "Fiory he isn't going to make it if we don't care for him soon. We need to get him inside." Alexander said in a low tone looking down at the general. Fiory nodded and looked around for anything to help carry him inside without moving him too much. "Daniel go to the stables and get my horse! We need to carry him inside!" Daniel ran off in the direction of the stables and came back soon.
"Careful Fiory don't move his head too much." Fiory nodded as Alexander took Camry's legs and hoisted him onto the horses back. "Look! Something's in his hand! It's a scroll!" Alexander took the scroll out of Camry's hand and handed it to Fiory who was leading the horse slowly back to the ranch. He opened it and read slowly aloud.
Dear Generals,
I am assuming that by this time either you have turned in the girl or you have found this through a tragic occurance. Do not meddle in this situation any further or it will be your lives that pay your curiosity's expense. I can understand how frusterating this situation is for you all so I will offer you an opportunity to make it simpler and a brief explanation. As soon as you all and your soldiers are able to mobilize yourselves come to Hyrule castle immedietly. I request a conference with all my top generals as it is a matter to be discussed as soon as possible.
Signed King Christopher
They remained quiet as they unloaded Camry and took him inside. Fiory pulled the reigns of his horse gently and led him to the stables. Fiory and Alexander carried Camry to the couch and laid him down carefully. They stripped his armor off and uncovered the wounded areas were blood was still fresh. Daniel looked at Alexander, "It seems he only has a fractured arm and no other broken limbs. Aside from cuts and bruises he will be fine. We need to stop the bleeding on his arm though. Move him on his side so I can wrap his wound." Alexander nodded and did so.
In no time Camry's wounds were all taken care off and his arm was also laid properly to heal better. All that was left was to clean off the blood. Alexander looked up when Fiory walked in cleaning his hands. "How is Camry doing?" he asked sitting next to Daniel. "He's fine all I need to do is finish cleaning his wounds. It's a good thing he was unconscious during all this or it would have been a very painful expirience for him." Fiory sighed and nodded in comprehension. He walked towards Alexander who was leaning against the wall heavy in concentration.
"What do you think of the scroll." Fiory asked him firmly. "We should see the King, he said he would give us at least a brief explanation. Perhaps since Wufei is there he can tell us more I'm sure he knows what's going on. He may even know where the King had Malon." Fiory sighed and ran his hands through his sift hair. "What could he want with her though? What could she have done to get captured?" "Don't you mean what could the King have done to want her captured." Daniel interrupted angrily. "Those bastards took Malon and left Camry for dead! My loyalty for the King is dead and so is he as soon as I get him alone!" Both generals turned to him wide eyed ans shocked. "Daniel! We are just as disturbed by this as you are but there is no need for such rash actions at least not yet. We need a plan not brute strategy. First we meet with the King then talk with Wufei. After that we form our plan...but please Daniel calm down. We need to make sure that our friend is safe and that Camry is better.
"Fine, but the King will pay for this." Daniel said before walking into the guest room and shut. Fiory looked at Alexander and sighed. "I'll go talk to him." Alexander nodded and said, "I'll stay with Camry. Rest for the night I will keep watch in case anything else happens." Fiory nodded curtly once more and went inside the room leaving the door open a little.
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Lost in the dark, trembling and chained lay Malon. Tears strolled down her already marred face, she had cried for so long her eyes were puffy and ichy. Her wrists bled from the cold steel shackles encasing them, her hair was toussled all over the place and her ached from the cold wooden carriege she was being transported in.
her eyes searched the carriege for any signs of light but she found none save a small crack in the roof that let the moonlight through. Staring at the light her eyes began to give out, her head slowly drooped and her breathing slowed.Sleep had called to her...
Dream
A soft voice mumbled in her ear but all she could see was darkness. She tried to look around for the source of the voice but she couldn't find it. Slowly colors began appearing in her vision. They seemed blurry for a moment but soon they became clear, ocean blue eyes were staring at her, Link's blue eyes were staring at her.
He opened his mouth and ouot came that voice she had heard at first. "I will forever protect you...forever." He held her in his arms, their faces only breaths apart. Mesmerized by his eyes and voice her heart skipped a beat and she gave in to her loving desires. "Forever?" she asked sweetly lokking at him with a childish smile. Link smiled back and leaned in closer, brushing his lips softly against hers, he whispered a soft but reassuring 'forever' before taking her lips in a passionate kiss.
They lavished in each others sweetness for what seemed forever. But as fast as she was able to see the collors after the darkness, it took over once more leaving her with only a small note in Link's writing.
I'm sorry Malon, forever was not long enough.
Link
Tears formed in her eyes but her attention was soon turned to someone pulling on her arm gently. Looking to her right she saw non other than Camry. His face was sweaty and his eyes tired. His arm lay immobile at his side and he appeared too tired. When realization hit her, her eyes widened and her tears fell from her face fiercly, her mind was recreating her capture all over again.
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With a startling halt, Malon's head hit one of the steel shackles, brutally waking her. "WENCH!Wake up!" called a soldier as he opened the door. He smirked at her evilly making the scar on his left wrinkle as his swollen lips lifted to show rotted yellow teeth. Malon felt the urge to throw out her last meal at the mere sight of him. "C'mon! I do not have all God forsaken day to wait for your lazy ass!" He urged. Malon locked eyes with him and glared disgustingly. "I would gladly get out of here, but it since you have yet to release my hands from these shackles that bind me here...I can't!"
Climbing on immedietly he struck her across the face and spat at her feet. "Stupid wench! Think yer' so smart talkin' like that...' he smirked once more and bent down at her eye level lifting her head up by her hair.' Well lemme' tell you now that once I get my hands on you, you won't be so fiesty anymore. In fact he he you might even be beggin' for me to kill you. He he he." He chuckled evilly, the smell of liquor strong in his breath. He stood up and released the chain from the wall and pushed her out roughly. She landed on her side on the dirt outside. Her arm was hurting now more than ever.
"Get up wench!" He sneared and kicked her making her clutch her stomach. He stepped closer to her and knelt down grabbing her by the hair again. She winced and tightened her jaw as he made her look at him. "I said get up." He said in a softer mocking tone. She glared at him wich made him smile even wider. "What? Not gonna cry are ya? Aw little wench wants to cry! Can't take a few hit's!?" He slapped her again making her scream this time. He laughed louder now gaining an audience of drunk soldiers. To his pleasure he stood up and walked around his audience with his hands in the air. His little crowd cheered as he hit the girl once more with his foot.
"Just tell me when you want me to stop Princess so I can let you cry. He he." He looked down at her shaking form, her face bruised and the corner of her mouth bleeding. She sat up clutching her left arm tightly and looked up at him glaring fiercer than ever. "I...will not cry...over this pain! You can hurt my body all you want! But no pain will ever measure up to the one I have still harboring inside! So go ahead!Do your worst because I have had it with life and it's stupid interpretation of FATE!!"
Silence overtook the grounds, no one dared utter a word. She held her glare steady towards the man whose pleasured expression had changed.He was shocked at her outburst and found himself speechless. When he regained control he walked toward her and knelt down once more,"Do my worst eh?' his eyes drew into slits and his face gave a more malicious view, 'Well, if you insist" He threw her back down on the ground were she landed on her back. He smirked wickedly and slowly caressed her leg from her foot to higher and higher. Malon, now fearing his actions, gathered her strangth and managed to dig her nails in his left eye.
He took his hand off her leg immedietly and pried her hands off his face. He howled in pain as everyone else observed in shock. He growled infuriated and slapped her once more. This is when he took both her hands and pulled them above her head making her scream when he pulled on her injured arm. He then stradled himself ontop of her and neared his face to hers as his audience remained silent. "I'm gonna make you scream in pain, make you beg for death before I finish. And you will have everyone here witness this so you can be reminded of this nightmare for the rest of your pathetic life. No scream for me we-" "My,my, my. Degrading yourself to sluts Keilo?" The soldier looked up to meet the eyes of his commander Terry. He stepped closer and glared at Malon who was looking at him with angry eyes.
"Master Terry...he he' he quickly unsattled Malon and stood up to look Terry straight in the eyes. 'Claim the throne yet? Or is your half brother still Papy's favorite?" Terry raised an elegant eyebrow at the soldier and leered at him with a stoic face. His features had gone from cheerful and kind to cold and fearful. He blinked twice at Keilo and in a flash Terry had drawn his sword, the metal glinting with the first rays of sunlight, and gracefully shifted his arm horizantaly only to meet with Keilo's neck cutting his head clean off his shoulders.
He turned to Malon, who looked on at the former soldiers body in fear. He walked to where she lay and picked her up bridal style. He cocked his head towards the soldiers and spoke very smoothly, " Touch her again in any manner other than commanded and your fate shall be the same." The soldiers nodded nervously and stood speechless in fear of their commander. Malon looked at Terry's face who was turned away from her facing forward. He walked towards a tent that was in the far corner of the camp sight. "I'm taking you to my tent so that this does not occur again.I do not want you ditractiong my soldiers so I encourage you to say nothing to no one unless you are spoken to. Even then say the least possible.Understand?"
Malon drooped her head and layed it on his shoulder. "If you say so...Terry." Once they entered the tent he sat her down on a woven cot infront of a small fire. He sat across from her and poured himself a drink sighing out loud in the process. When he looked up at her he noted her eyes held a distant glow, and although her face seemed devoid of emotion tears did not fail to fall from her saddened blue orbs. "Look at me." he ordered sounding harsher than he meant to.
Her eyes moved slowly in his direction but her head did not turn. " Do not think that I have changed from the person you once met because I havn't. I simply acted that way to gain your trust, wich I'm sorry to tell you but it isn't very difficult to gain. You should be more careful with that in the future, I mean if you live long enough to have one." He closed his eyes in frustration and growled under his breath. He took out a leather pouch and handed it to her along with a drink of water. "Take it." Turning fully to him her trembling hand stretched out from it's former position and she took it.
Hastily she drank the water that relaxed some tension in her throat. She looked at the pouch curiously and opened it slowly every once in a while glancing at Terry making sure it was safe for her to open. Inside it she found a small bundle of cherry's from Kokiri forest. Her eyes widened and she took them eagerly, hunger replacing her current fear. She looked up when she heard a chuckle come from Terry and she stoped eating immedietly. "Again you trust easily. Those cherry's could have been poisoned, lucky for you their not."
Malon put down the pouch and sipped at the water once more before putting her full attention on him. "Before you start...I would like to thank you...For saving me from that man and for the food. I really appreciate it. And for the record, I gave you my trust because I believed you a good man...and I still do...no matter how much you act different from the way I first met you." Terry looked at her suspiciously but decided to ingore her comment. He stood up and took a blanket from a wool bag in the corner. He stepped behind her and covered her. She looked up at him confused but her silent question was in vain as he stood now with his back to her.
"I will go get you some more proper clothing since your dress is torn and you look like a whore. A very poor one I might add." Stepping out of the tent he walked away slowly his siluett slowly dissapearing into the distance. Malon sighed looked down at her dress. 'I do look like a whore in this dress...ugh how could my life change in a mere second? First I am at home unknown to all this pain along side the one I love and then I am at the market...getting it all torn away from me...To make matters worse those who only wished to protect sent one of their friends to their doom...just for me...How I wish this would have never happened...Maybe if my life ends there will be no more pain for me or for anybody else whom I come across with.' Footsteps aproaching interrupted her train of thoughts and in stepped Terry with a set of folded clothing.
"Here this is from one of my men. He is the skinniest of us all and so I thought his attire may fit you. It consists of combat pants a shirt and a pair of boots with socks. I am sorry there is nothing else, but this will do." He walked up to her, set the clothes on her lap and sat down again. Malon put down the boots with her right arm and tried to unfold the clothes with one hand. After she unfolded the pants she failed miserably on the shirt and droped it in the process. "What is the matter with your left arm." She winced at the harshness of his voice, his question sounding more like a statement before anything.
"It hurts a lot when I touch it, let alone move it." His expression changed from stoic to curious as he stood and walked to her arm. He removed the blanket and pulled up her sleeve. He put his hand firmly on her arm making her tighten her jaw in pain and looked at her amused at his discovery. "You arm is dislocated, if I do not do something fast you will end up loosing it. I warn you that it will hurt...a lot." He smirked upon seeing her scared reaction and raised his eyebrows in implication of what she wished him to do. In response she nodded and turned her face in the other direction.
She felt him tighten his grip and lift it carefully, then she felt his other hand on her shoulder. Taking the deep breath before the plunge she waited for the pain to come. In one quick motion he pushed her arm back in it's socket and protected his ears from her fierce scream of pain that echoed throughout the camp. When the sound had dissipated he looked at her and saw her clutching the blanket dead tight with her right hand, her jaw clentched and her eyes shut tight. "It's alright now you can let go of the blanket." At the sound of his voice she opened her tear struck eyes and released the blanket from her strong hold.
She looked at her arm and moved it a little. She smiled when it didn't hurt and turned her head toward's Terry who held a face full of pride. "Thank you so much for my arm. That's twice that I owe you now." He smirked and walked to his chair to sit again, "You owe me nothing it only ties you to a person for nothing. I will hold your gratitude though.'He stood once again to leave seeing as she needed to change but stopped before exiting to say one more thing.'Know that you will be treated as my personal servant in front of my men. At least until I get you to our destination. It is for safety purposes only and my reputation. But change with haste because these men have long gone without a good sleep and they will look for it in you if you are not careful." With one last glance he continued on his way and walked out.
The shirt was black with dark purple lining at the neck and sleeve and held the Osirian emblem near the right shoulder. It was made of some elastic tight material,for agility purposes. The pants were black also of loose cotton material that puffed out a little at the bottom and the boots were made of thick leather similar to the Kokiri boot style, also black. When she put it on she stood to look at the mirror leaning on a boulder. The shirt hugged her every curve quite snuggly, the pants fit her a bit loosely resembling the Gerudo style but without the V shape around the hips and less puff. The boots went a little bilow the knees and fit her a little big but were comfy enough to walk with.
She smiled when she saw herself, she liked their uniform it was very confortable and it looked nice on her. When she looked at her face though she frowned, her right cheeck had a decent sized bruise on it and her hair looked like it had gone through a tornado and back. She looked around for a brush but found non, she had to resolve in using her fingers to work out the knots and fix it. Taking less than she expected she grabbed her old clothes and ripped out a long thin piece of cloth from her skirt to use as a hair tie. After wich she picked up her hair from behind and tied it in a high ponytail. Her bangs slipping out as usual she gave it one quick tug before walking out of the tent.
Right away she found Terry and walked up to him tapping him lightly on his shoulder. He turned around and was about to speak but was stopped by her appearance. Malon had noticed a few soldiers were turning around to look at her and she found herself suddenly nervouse under their eyes. She looked around nervously then back at Terry who looked at her the same way. Finally getting a little frusterated she poke up and knocked them out of their trance. "What? What is it? Am I not wearing the uniform right?" As if shaking away the bedazzlement Terry shoock his head and turned to look at all the soldiers mesmerized as well and glared in their direction putting them back to their tasks. He then looked back at her and said in a low tone, "No, you're wearing it right. Yo-you just...look..."
Malon eyed him strangely confused by his stuttering. "I look what?" she asked a little scared of his upcoming comment, fearing it may be cruel. "You look fine. Mind you no woman has ever worn the uniform.Don't worry about them, remember they havn't had a woman since they left Osirian wich is forever to them. But come, let us allow these men to continue their labour and stop staring at you." he answered returning his tone to that emtionless one of the night before. Malon walked at his pace beside him looking at the men that turned their heads just for a glance. Growing afraid at their lustfull look she closed the little space between her and Terry causing their arms to brush against one another constantly.
Once they arrived at a clearing Terry turned to face her. "You are so weak it's pathetic. You couldn't even defend yourself from a low rank soldier. I do acknowledge that you are a woman and that it is common sense for you to be weak but that was just pityful. If you want to learn how to fight to defend yourself properly you should have learned because that pityful scratch from last night was attrocious." Malon glared at him angrily and raised her chin high defiance. "Then teach me your mighty-ship so that I may learn at least basic fighting skills.Or do you wish me to learn on my own miraculously?" He returned the glare and nodded curtly before turning around and walking to his horse. He untied a sword from the saddle and lanced it in her direction. It landed tip first in the grassy field beside her leg, Malon stared at it incredulously.
"Pick it up and prepare yourself for toughest lessons of your life. First I will teach you the way of the sword,then hand to hand combat and finally archery. We will train all day and possibly all night. All it takes to relieve you from your weakness that is undignifying even to me." He called out harshly. Malon picked up the sword that was heavy for her and held it up as high as she could. He soon stood next to her and moved her body to shape the proper stance. "Terry, may I ask you something?" He paused and turned his head menacingly slow toward her. "Where are we going?" she asked him not turning to face him. "We are headed towards Osirian It's a long way back and we will be taking longer considering we have all the injured men from the Generals along with us now." Malon faced him, her eyes showing worry,"How long will it take us?" The Knight sighed and took some time to calculate in his head. "About five weeks, if we're lucky. Now pay attention or last night's incident will just keep repeating itself."
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"Where were you going Link? You arrived quite late in the evening and now you were about to take leave again?" The King of Osirian glared at his son comfortably from his big chair.
"Nowhere father. I was going out again, away from you and your pestering general. It seems he likes to question a lot, just like you." Link responded boredly.
The King eyes him suspiciously and put a hand to his chin in thought. "I see, and what exactly does he question you about?"
Link sighed out in frustration and responded angrily, "The same as you father. About my whereabouts. It appears that I cannot get away from that one question that to you and your henchmen seem so important!"
"And you know why! You go out all alone with no one to know were you are headed-"
"I am not a child to be treated as so! What, do you think that someone will try to kidnap me and hold me for ransom? Do you think-"
"I need to know were you are headed so that I know not to hurt your precious whore. If I find out that you were headed to see her again, she will perish from this earth I warn you! I know that you have met with her since I warned you the first time and now she is paying the price! You will not see her again in this land I have made sure of that. So I hope you said your good bye's in your last meeting because it will not occur again! Now get out of my sight before I get even more infuriated with your disgusting behavior!"
Link stood up from his chair and threw it across the room in rage. "I will get you back for all this pain you are causing me one day. And I warn YOU now father that when I do it,I will have nothing but sheer pleasure written all over my face when I end your life as slowly and painfully as you are ending MINE!!"
"Oh,hush now and do as I say and leave." The King said more calmed and joyful. Link stormed out of his father's chambers and went to his own room to try and find a way to know of Malon. Maybe Wufei could assist him in that.
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"Now Wufei be a dear and tell me exactly what you saw at the Lake...or your denial will be the last thing you say" The King said with a grin plastered on his face.
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"You are learning fast Malon I congradulate you. I was wrong in assuming you weak." Malon smiled at his compliment and lunged at him once more with the tip of her sword glinting through the darkness in the moonlight. "Thanks, I appreciate it!" Terry sidestepped out of the way but Malon anticipated his move ahead of time and shifted her weight on her right leg, turning around just in time to meet sword to sword with Terry in a loud clang. "We share the same mind. Don't you think?" He smirked at her from behind his sword. "I highly doubt that." Malon sneered as she slid her sword to the tip of his and pushed him off causing him to lose his balance.
Growling under his breath he ran towards her at full speed with his sword held horizantaly at his side. He slashed at her but she jumped back in time and met swords with him again, this time however she was prepared and created her own move. She pushed herself off his sword and jumped down to trip him making him land on his back. She stood now towering over him with the sharp end of her sword at his throat. She glared menacingly at him causing a shock of fear to course through him. True they had met like this before and she was the one on the ground all those times, but never before had she looked at him this way. Not with this much hate.
Her eyes suddenly lit up and her frown turned into a bright smile when she realized she had won. All those time of being defeated and she had won. Relieving him of her sword she extended her hand to him wich he took. "Ha! I defeated his mighty-ship! I won! Woo-hoo!!" He watched her jump up and down before running around the field roaring out her victory. He called out to her and began leading her back to camp, deciding to end the training session for that day.
"You did good. I have done well in teaching you what I know about swordsmanship and hand to hand combat. Tommorrow though, we will see how much your archery lessons have improved since the last time." 'He just never gave up on that did he?' Malon mused. She shoved him playfully and smiled, "You know, ever since that day we have been training daily. Five nights you did not let me sleep because of it! You need to lighten up and give me time to rest for once. I cannot go on like this, you'll end up killing me!" He smirked to himself and kept walking while she kept on talking about useless things, to him useless anyway.
When they arrived at the camp they ate infront of his tent and talked about different things. Like her life and her childhood. "Terry? I meant to ask you this a long time ago,but I didn't dare to then. But, now I really want to know, what did tha-"
"You want to know what Keilo meant about me inheriting the throne and my half-brother don't you?" He interrupted smoothly.
Malon smiled embarrassed at her curiosity but nodded anyway. He sighed and set his food down sitting up a little straighter.
"As you know Link is the son of the King of Osirian. During the time's of war back then, before Hyrule became what it is now, the castle of Osirian was invaded. His mother fled with him and traveled for days getting lost and dissapearing eventually. During that time Link's father had an affair with the Queen's lady in waiting and she had a son...me. When I was born he exiled us from Osirian afraid that I, a non-pure royal blood would inherit his throne. When my mother returned four years later to claim the throne for me, he declined saying I would only make it as I Knight. He treated my mother horribly and even beat her' He paused for a moment as if remembering all those times,'that is one of the reasons I stopped Keilo that night.The years passed and finally Link had returned to fill the rightful place of Prince of Osirian. But I always hated him. It was because of him that my mother was denied her wish of me becoming a King. It was because of him that I was denied a father and everything that should have been mine!"
Malon looked on at him, shocked at his own suffering because of his father and Link.Malon couldn't believe that out of all people he hated Link when all along it was his father that had denied him all. Link hadn't done anything. "Terry, you musn't blame your brother though. He had no say in this at all. It was your-
"You defend him still after he betrayed you! You of all people I thought would understand my hate for him but i guess I was wrong!" He shot up from the chair he was sitting in and stomped in his tent. Malon looked on disbelieving his words and yet not understanding him. It was true that she did have a huge resentment towards Link, but she didn't hate him. Nor did she understand fully why he hated him.
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Starlighter:THE END!!!! OF this chapter anyway!!! lol ok so as usual I'm sorry for the long wait but hey it takes time...
Sesshy: And effort to get your lazy butt out of bed to write this.
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Chapter 20 Taken AT THE CASTLE
"Link, come to your window." Wufei demanded. "What is it Wufei?" he said standing next to the general. "Torches at the ranch. They carry the Osirian emblem, the knights are from Osirian. What do you think their buisness is at the ranch?" Both men frowned in concentration, as Wufei began to walk around Link looked up at the view and glared out into the darkness.
"Damn! They're going to capture her! It's all my fault!" Wufei turned to look at Link as if to confirm his suspicion with a firm expression in his eyes. What he saw was Link slamming his fists on the stone-made window sill cursing at himself. With one last punch he directed his attention to Wufei and spoke angrily, "I'm going after them!" Before Wufei had a say in the proclamation Link had run past him and out the door, his step's echo subsiding as he went. Wufei turned back to the window and looked on, "The King is not this careless... He would not let Link simply waltz out of this castle...unless he...planned this! Link!!"
Grabbing his weapons he ran after Link.
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Daniel growled and leered at the door. "What did that bastard mean with that comment?" Fiory walked up to Daniel and recieved his attention, "This was a setup. The King of Osirian is much too astute, he always has a backup to what he knows is a plan with a flaw." "They were waiting for them...outside the ranch." Alexander said as in a trance. "Bastards!" growled Daniel as they all took off outside after him.
Through the darkness of the night they stood in the middle of the path that led outside the ranch. They could see something burning outside the tall stone walls, though not very big, it seemed more like the sun's rays through a small dungeon crack. Running towards it as fast as their legs could carry them they reached the outside in no time.
Torches were thrown on the grass carelessly, broken shields were sprawled near the torches, spears seemed to acompany the shields as they both lay together. It was a small battlefield and apparently the one person fighting them all off had lost. As they stepped further out into the field the seperated and searched for Camry. Walking closer to the walls Daniel studied the battlefield, his eyes searched all over the place for his friend but he couldn't see him. The light emmiting from the torches was dying out and his eyes were giving into the darkness. Suddenly his foot hit something hard and metallic. As he bent down to see what it was he grabbed and realized it was Camry's sword. "Alex! Fiory! I found his sword! He must be nearby!"
The two ran toward him and searched near that area, Fiory soon spotted something rather larg lying lifelessly to his left. He called to the others and ran himself to the spot. It was indeed Camry who lay on the ground. His body armor had been broken in so many places and blood was still oozing from his wounds. "Fiory he isn't going to make it if we don't care for him soon. We need to get him inside." Alexander said in a low tone looking down at the general. Fiory nodded and looked around for anything to help carry him inside without moving him too much. "Daniel go to the stables and get my horse! We need to carry him inside!" Daniel ran off in the direction of the stables and came back soon.
"Careful Fiory don't move his head too much." Fiory nodded as Alexander took Camry's legs and hoisted him onto the horses back. "Look! Something's in his hand! It's a scroll!" Alexander took the scroll out of Camry's hand and handed it to Fiory who was leading the horse slowly back to the ranch. He opened it and read slowly aloud.
Dear Generals,
I am assuming that by this time either you have turned in the girl or you have found this through a tragic occurance. Do not meddle in this situation any further or it will be your lives that pay your curiosity's expense. I can understand how frusterating this situation is for you all so I will offer you an opportunity to make it simpler and a brief explanation. As soon as you all and your soldiers are able to mobilize yourselves come to Hyrule castle immedietly. I request a conference with all my top generals as it is a matter to be discussed as soon as possible.
Signed King Christopher
They remained quiet as they unloaded Camry and took him inside. Fiory pulled the reigns of his horse gently and led him to the stables. Fiory and Alexander carried Camry to the couch and laid him down carefully. They stripped his armor off and uncovered the wounded areas were blood was still fresh. Daniel looked at Alexander, "It seems he only has a fractured arm and no other broken limbs. Aside from cuts and bruises he will be fine. We need to stop the bleeding on his arm though. Move him on his side so I can wrap his wound." Alexander nodded and did so.
In no time Camry's wounds were all taken care off and his arm was also laid properly to heal better. All that was left was to clean off the blood. Alexander looked up when Fiory walked in cleaning his hands. "How is Camry doing?" he asked sitting next to Daniel. "He's fine all I need to do is finish cleaning his wounds. It's a good thing he was unconscious during all this or it would have been a very painful expirience for him." Fiory sighed and nodded in comprehension. He walked towards Alexander who was leaning against the wall heavy in concentration.
"What do you think of the scroll." Fiory asked him firmly. "We should see the King, he said he would give us at least a brief explanation. Perhaps since Wufei is there he can tell us more I'm sure he knows what's going on. He may even know where the King had Malon." Fiory sighed and ran his hands through his sift hair. "What could he want with her though? What could she have done to get captured?" "Don't you mean what could the King have done to want her captured." Daniel interrupted angrily. "Those bastards took Malon and left Camry for dead! My loyalty for the King is dead and so is he as soon as I get him alone!" Both generals turned to him wide eyed ans shocked. "Daniel! We are just as disturbed by this as you are but there is no need for such rash actions at least not yet. We need a plan not brute strategy. First we meet with the King then talk with Wufei. After that we form our plan...but please Daniel calm down. We need to make sure that our friend is safe and that Camry is better.
"Fine, but the King will pay for this." Daniel said before walking into the guest room and shut. Fiory looked at Alexander and sighed. "I'll go talk to him." Alexander nodded and said, "I'll stay with Camry. Rest for the night I will keep watch in case anything else happens." Fiory nodded curtly once more and went inside the room leaving the door open a little.
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Lost in the dark, trembling and chained lay Malon. Tears strolled down her already marred face, she had cried for so long her eyes were puffy and ichy. Her wrists bled from the cold steel shackles encasing them, her hair was toussled all over the place and her ached from the cold wooden carriege she was being transported in.
her eyes searched the carriege for any signs of light but she found none save a small crack in the roof that let the moonlight through. Staring at the light her eyes began to give out, her head slowly drooped and her breathing slowed.Sleep had called to her...
Dream
A soft voice mumbled in her ear but all she could see was darkness. She tried to look around for the source of the voice but she couldn't find it. Slowly colors began appearing in her vision. They seemed blurry for a moment but soon they became clear, ocean blue eyes were staring at her, Link's blue eyes were staring at her.
He opened his mouth and ouot came that voice she had heard at first. "I will forever protect you...forever." He held her in his arms, their faces only breaths apart. Mesmerized by his eyes and voice her heart skipped a beat and she gave in to her loving desires. "Forever?" she asked sweetly lokking at him with a childish smile. Link smiled back and leaned in closer, brushing his lips softly against hers, he whispered a soft but reassuring 'forever' before taking her lips in a passionate kiss.
They lavished in each others sweetness for what seemed forever. But as fast as she was able to see the collors after the darkness, it took over once more leaving her with only a small note in Link's writing.
I'm sorry Malon, forever was not long enough.
Link
Tears formed in her eyes but her attention was soon turned to someone pulling on her arm gently. Looking to her right she saw non other than Camry. His face was sweaty and his eyes tired. His arm lay immobile at his side and he appeared too tired. When realization hit her, her eyes widened and her tears fell from her face fiercly, her mind was recreating her capture all over again.
End
With a startling halt, Malon's head hit one of the steel shackles, brutally waking her. "WENCH!Wake up!" called a soldier as he opened the door. He smirked at her evilly making the scar on his left wrinkle as his swollen lips lifted to show rotted yellow teeth. Malon felt the urge to throw out her last meal at the mere sight of him. "C'mon! I do not have all God forsaken day to wait for your lazy ass!" He urged. Malon locked eyes with him and glared disgustingly. "I would gladly get out of here, but it since you have yet to release my hands from these shackles that bind me here...I can't!"
Climbing on immedietly he struck her across the face and spat at her feet. "Stupid wench! Think yer' so smart talkin' like that...' he smirked once more and bent down at her eye level lifting her head up by her hair.' Well lemme' tell you now that once I get my hands on you, you won't be so fiesty anymore. In fact he he you might even be beggin' for me to kill you. He he he." He chuckled evilly, the smell of liquor strong in his breath. He stood up and released the chain from the wall and pushed her out roughly. She landed on her side on the dirt outside. Her arm was hurting now more than ever.
"Get up wench!" He sneared and kicked her making her clutch her stomach. He stepped closer to her and knelt down grabbing her by the hair again. She winced and tightened her jaw as he made her look at him. "I said get up." He said in a softer mocking tone. She glared at him wich made him smile even wider. "What? Not gonna cry are ya? Aw little wench wants to cry! Can't take a few hit's!?" He slapped her again making her scream this time. He laughed louder now gaining an audience of drunk soldiers. To his pleasure he stood up and walked around his audience with his hands in the air. His little crowd cheered as he hit the girl once more with his foot.
"Just tell me when you want me to stop Princess so I can let you cry. He he." He looked down at her shaking form, her face bruised and the corner of her mouth bleeding. She sat up clutching her left arm tightly and looked up at him glaring fiercer than ever. "I...will not cry...over this pain! You can hurt my body all you want! But no pain will ever measure up to the one I have still harboring inside! So go ahead!Do your worst because I have had it with life and it's stupid interpretation of FATE!!"
Silence overtook the grounds, no one dared utter a word. She held her glare steady towards the man whose pleasured expression had changed.He was shocked at her outburst and found himself speechless. When he regained control he walked toward her and knelt down once more,"Do my worst eh?' his eyes drew into slits and his face gave a more malicious view, 'Well, if you insist" He threw her back down on the ground were she landed on her back. He smirked wickedly and slowly caressed her leg from her foot to higher and higher. Malon, now fearing his actions, gathered her strangth and managed to dig her nails in his left eye.
He took his hand off her leg immedietly and pried her hands off his face. He howled in pain as everyone else observed in shock. He growled infuriated and slapped her once more. This is when he took both her hands and pulled them above her head making her scream when he pulled on her injured arm. He then stradled himself ontop of her and neared his face to hers as his audience remained silent. "I'm gonna make you scream in pain, make you beg for death before I finish. And you will have everyone here witness this so you can be reminded of this nightmare for the rest of your pathetic life. No scream for me we-" "My,my, my. Degrading yourself to sluts Keilo?" The soldier looked up to meet the eyes of his commander Terry. He stepped closer and glared at Malon who was looking at him with angry eyes.
"Master Terry...he he' he quickly unsattled Malon and stood up to look Terry straight in the eyes. 'Claim the throne yet? Or is your half brother still Papy's favorite?" Terry raised an elegant eyebrow at the soldier and leered at him with a stoic face. His features had gone from cheerful and kind to cold and fearful. He blinked twice at Keilo and in a flash Terry had drawn his sword, the metal glinting with the first rays of sunlight, and gracefully shifted his arm horizantaly only to meet with Keilo's neck cutting his head clean off his shoulders.
He turned to Malon, who looked on at the former soldiers body in fear. He walked to where she lay and picked her up bridal style. He cocked his head towards the soldiers and spoke very smoothly, " Touch her again in any manner other than commanded and your fate shall be the same." The soldiers nodded nervously and stood speechless in fear of their commander. Malon looked at Terry's face who was turned away from her facing forward. He walked towards a tent that was in the far corner of the camp sight. "I'm taking you to my tent so that this does not occur again.I do not want you ditractiong my soldiers so I encourage you to say nothing to no one unless you are spoken to. Even then say the least possible.Understand?"
Malon drooped her head and layed it on his shoulder. "If you say so...Terry." Once they entered the tent he sat her down on a woven cot infront of a small fire. He sat across from her and poured himself a drink sighing out loud in the process. When he looked up at her he noted her eyes held a distant glow, and although her face seemed devoid of emotion tears did not fail to fall from her saddened blue orbs. "Look at me." he ordered sounding harsher than he meant to.
Her eyes moved slowly in his direction but her head did not turn. " Do not think that I have changed from the person you once met because I havn't. I simply acted that way to gain your trust, wich I'm sorry to tell you but it isn't very difficult to gain. You should be more careful with that in the future, I mean if you live long enough to have one." He closed his eyes in frustration and growled under his breath. He took out a leather pouch and handed it to her along with a drink of water. "Take it." Turning fully to him her trembling hand stretched out from it's former position and she took it.
Hastily she drank the water that relaxed some tension in her throat. She looked at the pouch curiously and opened it slowly every once in a while glancing at Terry making sure it was safe for her to open. Inside it she found a small bundle of cherry's from Kokiri forest. Her eyes widened and she took them eagerly, hunger replacing her current fear. She looked up when she heard a chuckle come from Terry and she stoped eating immedietly. "Again you trust easily. Those cherry's could have been poisoned, lucky for you their not."
Malon put down the pouch and sipped at the water once more before putting her full attention on him. "Before you start...I would like to thank you...For saving me from that man and for the food. I really appreciate it. And for the record, I gave you my trust because I believed you a good man...and I still do...no matter how much you act different from the way I first met you." Terry looked at her suspiciously but decided to ingore her comment. He stood up and took a blanket from a wool bag in the corner. He stepped behind her and covered her. She looked up at him confused but her silent question was in vain as he stood now with his back to her.
"I will go get you some more proper clothing since your dress is torn and you look like a whore. A very poor one I might add." Stepping out of the tent he walked away slowly his siluett slowly dissapearing into the distance. Malon sighed looked down at her dress. 'I do look like a whore in this dress...ugh how could my life change in a mere second? First I am at home unknown to all this pain along side the one I love and then I am at the market...getting it all torn away from me...To make matters worse those who only wished to protect sent one of their friends to their doom...just for me...How I wish this would have never happened...Maybe if my life ends there will be no more pain for me or for anybody else whom I come across with.' Footsteps aproaching interrupted her train of thoughts and in stepped Terry with a set of folded clothing.
"Here this is from one of my men. He is the skinniest of us all and so I thought his attire may fit you. It consists of combat pants a shirt and a pair of boots with socks. I am sorry there is nothing else, but this will do." He walked up to her, set the clothes on her lap and sat down again. Malon put down the boots with her right arm and tried to unfold the clothes with one hand. After she unfolded the pants she failed miserably on the shirt and droped it in the process. "What is the matter with your left arm." She winced at the harshness of his voice, his question sounding more like a statement before anything.
"It hurts a lot when I touch it, let alone move it." His expression changed from stoic to curious as he stood and walked to her arm. He removed the blanket and pulled up her sleeve. He put his hand firmly on her arm making her tighten her jaw in pain and looked at her amused at his discovery. "You arm is dislocated, if I do not do something fast you will end up loosing it. I warn you that it will hurt...a lot." He smirked upon seeing her scared reaction and raised his eyebrows in implication of what she wished him to do. In response she nodded and turned her face in the other direction.
She felt him tighten his grip and lift it carefully, then she felt his other hand on her shoulder. Taking the deep breath before the plunge she waited for the pain to come. In one quick motion he pushed her arm back in it's socket and protected his ears from her fierce scream of pain that echoed throughout the camp. When the sound had dissipated he looked at her and saw her clutching the blanket dead tight with her right hand, her jaw clentched and her eyes shut tight. "It's alright now you can let go of the blanket." At the sound of his voice she opened her tear struck eyes and released the blanket from her strong hold.
She looked at her arm and moved it a little. She smiled when it didn't hurt and turned her head toward's Terry who held a face full of pride. "Thank you so much for my arm. That's twice that I owe you now." He smirked and walked to his chair to sit again, "You owe me nothing it only ties you to a person for nothing. I will hold your gratitude though.'He stood once again to leave seeing as she needed to change but stopped before exiting to say one more thing.'Know that you will be treated as my personal servant in front of my men. At least until I get you to our destination. It is for safety purposes only and my reputation. But change with haste because these men have long gone without a good sleep and they will look for it in you if you are not careful." With one last glance he continued on his way and walked out.
The shirt was black with dark purple lining at the neck and sleeve and held the Osirian emblem near the right shoulder. It was made of some elastic tight material,for agility purposes. The pants were black also of loose cotton material that puffed out a little at the bottom and the boots were made of thick leather similar to the Kokiri boot style, also black. When she put it on she stood to look at the mirror leaning on a boulder. The shirt hugged her every curve quite snuggly, the pants fit her a bit loosely resembling the Gerudo style but without the V shape around the hips and less puff. The boots went a little bilow the knees and fit her a little big but were comfy enough to walk with.
She smiled when she saw herself, she liked their uniform it was very confortable and it looked nice on her. When she looked at her face though she frowned, her right cheeck had a decent sized bruise on it and her hair looked like it had gone through a tornado and back. She looked around for a brush but found non, she had to resolve in using her fingers to work out the knots and fix it. Taking less than she expected she grabbed her old clothes and ripped out a long thin piece of cloth from her skirt to use as a hair tie. After wich she picked up her hair from behind and tied it in a high ponytail. Her bangs slipping out as usual she gave it one quick tug before walking out of the tent.
Right away she found Terry and walked up to him tapping him lightly on his shoulder. He turned around and was about to speak but was stopped by her appearance. Malon had noticed a few soldiers were turning around to look at her and she found herself suddenly nervouse under their eyes. She looked around nervously then back at Terry who looked at her the same way. Finally getting a little frusterated she poke up and knocked them out of their trance. "What? What is it? Am I not wearing the uniform right?" As if shaking away the bedazzlement Terry shoock his head and turned to look at all the soldiers mesmerized as well and glared in their direction putting them back to their tasks. He then looked back at her and said in a low tone, "No, you're wearing it right. Yo-you just...look..."
Malon eyed him strangely confused by his stuttering. "I look what?" she asked a little scared of his upcoming comment, fearing it may be cruel. "You look fine. Mind you no woman has ever worn the uniform.Don't worry about them, remember they havn't had a woman since they left Osirian wich is forever to them. But come, let us allow these men to continue their labour and stop staring at you." he answered returning his tone to that emtionless one of the night before. Malon walked at his pace beside him looking at the men that turned their heads just for a glance. Growing afraid at their lustfull look she closed the little space between her and Terry causing their arms to brush against one another constantly.
Once they arrived at a clearing Terry turned to face her. "You are so weak it's pathetic. You couldn't even defend yourself from a low rank soldier. I do acknowledge that you are a woman and that it is common sense for you to be weak but that was just pityful. If you want to learn how to fight to defend yourself properly you should have learned because that pityful scratch from last night was attrocious." Malon glared at him angrily and raised her chin high defiance. "Then teach me your mighty-ship so that I may learn at least basic fighting skills.Or do you wish me to learn on my own miraculously?" He returned the glare and nodded curtly before turning around and walking to his horse. He untied a sword from the saddle and lanced it in her direction. It landed tip first in the grassy field beside her leg, Malon stared at it incredulously.
"Pick it up and prepare yourself for toughest lessons of your life. First I will teach you the way of the sword,then hand to hand combat and finally archery. We will train all day and possibly all night. All it takes to relieve you from your weakness that is undignifying even to me." He called out harshly. Malon picked up the sword that was heavy for her and held it up as high as she could. He soon stood next to her and moved her body to shape the proper stance. "Terry, may I ask you something?" He paused and turned his head menacingly slow toward her. "Where are we going?" she asked him not turning to face him. "We are headed towards Osirian It's a long way back and we will be taking longer considering we have all the injured men from the Generals along with us now." Malon faced him, her eyes showing worry,"How long will it take us?" The Knight sighed and took some time to calculate in his head. "About five weeks, if we're lucky. Now pay attention or last night's incident will just keep repeating itself."
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"Where were you going Link? You arrived quite late in the evening and now you were about to take leave again?" The King of Osirian glared at his son comfortably from his big chair.
"Nowhere father. I was going out again, away from you and your pestering general. It seems he likes to question a lot, just like you." Link responded boredly.
The King eyes him suspiciously and put a hand to his chin in thought. "I see, and what exactly does he question you about?"
Link sighed out in frustration and responded angrily, "The same as you father. About my whereabouts. It appears that I cannot get away from that one question that to you and your henchmen seem so important!"
"And you know why! You go out all alone with no one to know were you are headed-"
"I am not a child to be treated as so! What, do you think that someone will try to kidnap me and hold me for ransom? Do you think-"
"I need to know were you are headed so that I know not to hurt your precious whore. If I find out that you were headed to see her again, she will perish from this earth I warn you! I know that you have met with her since I warned you the first time and now she is paying the price! You will not see her again in this land I have made sure of that. So I hope you said your good bye's in your last meeting because it will not occur again! Now get out of my sight before I get even more infuriated with your disgusting behavior!"
Link stood up from his chair and threw it across the room in rage. "I will get you back for all this pain you are causing me one day. And I warn YOU now father that when I do it,I will have nothing but sheer pleasure written all over my face when I end your life as slowly and painfully as you are ending MINE!!"
"Oh,hush now and do as I say and leave." The King said more calmed and joyful. Link stormed out of his father's chambers and went to his own room to try and find a way to know of Malon. Maybe Wufei could assist him in that.
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"Now Wufei be a dear and tell me exactly what you saw at the Lake...or your denial will be the last thing you say" The King said with a grin plastered on his face.
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"You are learning fast Malon I congradulate you. I was wrong in assuming you weak." Malon smiled at his compliment and lunged at him once more with the tip of her sword glinting through the darkness in the moonlight. "Thanks, I appreciate it!" Terry sidestepped out of the way but Malon anticipated his move ahead of time and shifted her weight on her right leg, turning around just in time to meet sword to sword with Terry in a loud clang. "We share the same mind. Don't you think?" He smirked at her from behind his sword. "I highly doubt that." Malon sneered as she slid her sword to the tip of his and pushed him off causing him to lose his balance.
Growling under his breath he ran towards her at full speed with his sword held horizantaly at his side. He slashed at her but she jumped back in time and met swords with him again, this time however she was prepared and created her own move. She pushed herself off his sword and jumped down to trip him making him land on his back. She stood now towering over him with the sharp end of her sword at his throat. She glared menacingly at him causing a shock of fear to course through him. True they had met like this before and she was the one on the ground all those times, but never before had she looked at him this way. Not with this much hate.
Her eyes suddenly lit up and her frown turned into a bright smile when she realized she had won. All those time of being defeated and she had won. Relieving him of her sword she extended her hand to him wich he took. "Ha! I defeated his mighty-ship! I won! Woo-hoo!!" He watched her jump up and down before running around the field roaring out her victory. He called out to her and began leading her back to camp, deciding to end the training session for that day.
"You did good. I have done well in teaching you what I know about swordsmanship and hand to hand combat. Tommorrow though, we will see how much your archery lessons have improved since the last time." 'He just never gave up on that did he?' Malon mused. She shoved him playfully and smiled, "You know, ever since that day we have been training daily. Five nights you did not let me sleep because of it! You need to lighten up and give me time to rest for once. I cannot go on like this, you'll end up killing me!" He smirked to himself and kept walking while she kept on talking about useless things, to him useless anyway.
When they arrived at the camp they ate infront of his tent and talked about different things. Like her life and her childhood. "Terry? I meant to ask you this a long time ago,but I didn't dare to then. But, now I really want to know, what did tha-"
"You want to know what Keilo meant about me inheriting the throne and my half-brother don't you?" He interrupted smoothly.
Malon smiled embarrassed at her curiosity but nodded anyway. He sighed and set his food down sitting up a little straighter.
"As you know Link is the son of the King of Osirian. During the time's of war back then, before Hyrule became what it is now, the castle of Osirian was invaded. His mother fled with him and traveled for days getting lost and dissapearing eventually. During that time Link's father had an affair with the Queen's lady in waiting and she had a son...me. When I was born he exiled us from Osirian afraid that I, a non-pure royal blood would inherit his throne. When my mother returned four years later to claim the throne for me, he declined saying I would only make it as I Knight. He treated my mother horribly and even beat her' He paused for a moment as if remembering all those times,'that is one of the reasons I stopped Keilo that night.The years passed and finally Link had returned to fill the rightful place of Prince of Osirian. But I always hated him. It was because of him that my mother was denied her wish of me becoming a King. It was because of him that I was denied a father and everything that should have been mine!"
Malon looked on at him, shocked at his own suffering because of his father and Link.Malon couldn't believe that out of all people he hated Link when all along it was his father that had denied him all. Link hadn't done anything. "Terry, you musn't blame your brother though. He had no say in this at all. It was your-
"You defend him still after he betrayed you! You of all people I thought would understand my hate for him but i guess I was wrong!" He shot up from the chair he was sitting in and stomped in his tent. Malon looked on disbelieving his words and yet not understanding him. It was true that she did have a huge resentment towards Link, but she didn't hate him. Nor did she understand fully why he hated him.
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Starlighter:THE END!!!! OF this chapter anyway!!! lol ok so as usual I'm sorry for the long wait but hey it takes time...
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