Legend of Zelda

Return of the Twelve

Okay! Chapter two! This one is the where it shows what happens between the two weeks. It'll flit back and forth between Ilia and Link. All flashbacks will be written like this. Okay, read on!

Ilia sighed. Day eight of waiting. She was on the rooftop looking out over the village. Since the letter, she was too excited to sleep. She spent the nights sitting on the rooftop, watching the stars. She would watch the sun rise in the morning. Then the rooster would crow and everybody would come out. They would sleepily start their jobs. The kids would sit on one off the docks and fish. But otherwise it was pretty quiet. The subject on everyone's mind was who Link's mystery friend was. The village was divided, who thought they were male or female. Then what the appearance looked like. Everyone had his or her own opinions. But Ilia didn't care. Link was coming home! She wondered where he was…

"Hiya!" he cried. He did a Great Spin, killing the twenty bulblin infantry that had surrounded him. He glanced up at the figure on the black stallion. They had an Elven crafted bow pulled back and aimed. The Elven arrow flew straight and true, hitting the bulblin rider dead center in the forehead. He fell off and the bullbo, which crashed into the others. They then fell off.

"Conas atá tú a láimhseáil!?" (How are you handling!?) He yelled.

"Deas damnaigh maith! Nasc! Taobh thiar duit!" (Pretty damn well! Link! Behind you!) they cried.

Link turned around and slashed. A red bokoblin screamed and fell, only to get back up. He grounded his teeth. 'Why do the red ones have to be tougher!?' he screamed mentally. The thing swung and he ducked. He lashed out with his foot, knocking its feet out from underneath it. It fell and he lept up. He preformed the Ending Blow, killing it. He stood up only to be nailed in the gut with a bulblin's club. The wind was knocked out of him and he dropped his sword. He fell on his knees, gasping. The bulblin raised its club and nailed him in the head. He crumpled. His companion lept off the stallion and drew the two twin Elven long swords from their back. They preformed an "X" attack, crossing the blades over the enemy's chest in an "X". The bulblin fell. They stood protectively in front of the injured Link.

"Ná leomh leat dul amach ar liom mar seo, Link!" (Don't you dare go out on me like this, Link!) They cried as they slashed and spun at the bulblins. Link smiled weakly.

"An bhfuil tú ag súil go hionraic dom dul amach mar seo?" (Do you honestly expect me to go out like this?) He said weakly. He struggled to get up. He grabbed his sword and stood.

"Má tá rud ar bith, tá mé ag dul chun dul amach ag troid mhaith ifreann!" (If anything, I am going to go out fighting like hell!) He cried. He held his shield out and charged, letting out a ferocious battle cry.

Whack! "Ow!"

Talo was on the ground rubbing his forehead where a large red welt was forming. His wooden sword was still in his hand. Colin looked down.

"Sorry." He muttered. Talo looked up.

"I'm not mad at you because you hit me, I'm mad that you managed to hit me at all. Man! I was getting good too!" Talo stood up. Rusl looked at them both.

"Okay remember what I told you. Dodge, duck, hit! Ready? GO!" They both lunged at each other.

"Ow ow ow ow ow ow! Hóra! Go mbeidh éasca ya!? Hurts sin i ndáiríre!" (Hey! Go easy will ya!? That really hurts!) He cried. He winced as his companion attended to the large gash on his forehead. The figure scowled.

"Scoir gearáh! Is é an rud ar bith, tá sé é ach gearradh! Man sin stoptar suas!" (Quit complaing! This is nothing, it's only a cut! So shut up!) Yelled the figure. Link winced.

"Maitheas maith! Fíneáil! Ach le do thoil! Bí milis." The figure applied the stinging ointment on the wound. "Ní Sin milis!" he cried. (Okay okay! Fine! But please! Be gentle. That's not gentle!)

"Stuif é!" (Stuff it!) They shouted. Link winced but was quiet. They bandaged the wound.

"Ansiúd! Críochnaithe!" (There! Finished!) They said. They stood up and looked out. They sighed.

"They sun is setting. We better set up camp." Link nodded.

"Ilia! Ilia! Ilia, come back down here!" called her father. Ilia sighed. "Yes dad!" she went back down the ladder and went inside. She got into bed and waited for her father to fall asleep. She heard snoring and crawled out of bed. She tiptoed out of the house and back out on to the roof. She looked at the full moon. 'I wonder if he can see it…'

The figure sighed. "Link?"

Link stirred slightly. He turned his head and looked over. "Yeah?"

"What does Ordon look like?"

Link sighed. "Well, it's a peaceful farming village…" Link described the village where he had spent his childhood in the greatest detail without going overboard. The figure closed their eyes and listened. When Link was done, the figure opened their eyes.

"Thank you Link."

"You're welcome." Link yawned and fell asleep. The figure looked at him then at the moon. 'You don't see that in Malitom. Too much smog from the factories.' The figure sighed and nodded off.

Day 9

Colin and Talo were sparring again. Ilia watched with mild interest. She sighed. Day nine, nine! Why can't it go any faster!? She looked down at the two yelling boys. They reminded her of Link…

Link swore. "Dammit! Why do they never make it easy!?" In front of them was a bulblin camp. They were hiding behind a rock out cropping. He looked behind him. They were looking over, judging the distance.

"Think you could hit them?" He whispered.

"Oh yeah. Nailed a bee in mid flight from a hundred paces, and yes, I was aiming for it." They whispered back. They notched the bow, stood up, aimed, and fired. They hissed and dropped.

"Fuck." They hissed.

"What?"

"Missed. Moved at the last second." They looked over and dropped to one knee. "Shit. Found us."

"You don't think." They both froze. They looked up, only to see a crossbow aiming at them. The bulblin gestured for them to come out from behind the rock. "Well well well. What do we have here? Two sitting ducks." Said the bulblin in its raspy voice. They both swallowed.

The bulblin was amused. He had never caught two people this stupid. And to mention, it was the female who was carrying the bow. The male he had heard about, the one who defeated King Bulblin four times. The similarities between the male and the female were startling. They both had the same ice blue eyes, same high cheekbones and angled chin, the same nose, dirty blond hair with the same styled bangs. They were both clearly Hylian due to the pointed ears. They even wore the same garb. They were mirror images of each other, identical twins. The only difference was the fact that they were opposite sex. The female had two swords and no shield. The swords' handles were wrapped neatly with leather. On her back was a quiver filled with arrows. The bow was a totally different style from those he had seen. The bow curved in on itself at the ends. It was also colored gold!

"We're in deep shit, aren't we?" she asked.

"Very deep shit." He said.

She glanced at her partner.

"Ar an comhaireamh na trí, á reáchtáil againn." (On the count of three, we run.)

He nodded.

"Aon," (One,)

"You're coming with us so stand up!"

"Dó," (Two,)

They both tensed.

"What the heck do ya think yer doin'!?"

"TRÍ!" (THREE!)

They flipped over the rock and ran low and fast. Hylians were given the ability for extreme speed to complete the messages given to them by the gods. They bolted threw the camp and out the other side. They ran as fast as they could across the open plain before the found some cover underneath a tree. They pressed their backs against it, breathing heavily.

"Are they… following… us?" she panted. Link looked around. Nothing.

"No. We… got away… clean." He slid down the tree, exhausted. She slid down next to him. He looked over and grinned.

"Quick… thinking." He panted.

"Got to… if you… don't… want to… be caught… by the royal… guard… outside… the palace… when your… not… suppose to…" She panted.

"Did it often… didn't you?"

"Hell yeah. The palace… was a… cage… I hoped it burned… numerous times…" she panted.

She rested her head on his shoulder. "How the hell is Epona and Chaos suppose to get through?" she muttered.

"Don't have a clue. Probably gonna hafta go back there and wipe them out." He said. She sighed. "Perfect. You better have something planned when we get to Ordon." She said. Link looked at her. He took her hand and entwined his fingers with hers.

"I do." He whispered. They both fell asleep quickly.

Whack! Wham! Crack! Thud! "And freeze!"

Colin dug the tip of his wooden sword into the ground and helped Talo up.

"Man. How'd you get so good!?" whinnied Talo.

"I can read your movements."

"Eh!?"

"Your body has signs of what you're going to do before you do it."

"Cool! Teach me! Teach me!" Talo stopped jumping up and down. He face palmed. "I cannot believe I just said that." He muttered.

Colin smiled. "I'll teach you, so that way, we can team up and take down Link when he gets back!"

"Yeah!"

Ilia smiled a their little session. All the adults were in a cheery mood. Talo was usually picking on Colin but they haven't fought since the letter. 'That letter changed us all.' She thought. They have. Sera didn't yell at Hanch, Fado wasn't pulling any pranks; even the goats noticed the air! She sighed. 'Five more days and Link will be back in my arms.'

Link was woken up by someone shaking him. He opened his eyes and looked up. She was leaning over him.

"Get up! They're coming this way!" She hissed. Link sat up and peeked around the tree. He pulled back. Bulblin riders, and a lot of them. He stood up and drew his sword and shield. He glanced over. Her two swords were unsheathed.

"You ready?"

"Oh yeah."

He nodded. The both ran from behind the tree, giving a battle cry at the top of their lungs. They charged and clashed with the riders.

The kids were fishing down on the dock by Sera's sundries. Talo looked up at Ilia.

"Hey Ilia! Wanna fish with us?" he yelled.

"No thanks." She called back. She laid down on her back and watched the clouds. She sighed. It was only noon! Couldn't time move any faster!? She stared at the clouds for a few minutes before she sat back up. She went down the ladder and headed over to where the others were.

"Sure, I'll fish."

"Great!" they all chimed.

Link dug the tip of his sword into the ground and looked around. A lot of bulblins were around him. He heard a whinny and turned around. Epona was behind him. He patted the mare on the nose and mounted her. He looked behind she came riding up on the black stallion. He snorted and pawed at the ground.

"How long till we reach Ordon?" she asked. Link checked his bearings and grinned.

"On horse back, not that far." She smiled.

"Then what are we waiting for? Lead the way, O fearless leader." She mocked.

"Ha! Just because you're a woman, doesn't mean that I'm gonna go easy on you!"

She pulled up next to him. "And just because you have the home field advantage, doesn't mean that you're going to win." He smirked.

"HIYA!" he whopped. And he was off.

"HEY! HIYA!" she was on his tail. They raced through the woods, laughing when they pulled ahead, swearing when the other did. She pulled ahead and won.

"Yay! I won!" she cheered.

"Ha! You got lucky." Said Link. She stuck out her tongue at him. Link pulled right next to her and placed his hand on the inside of her thigh. She blushed deeply but smiled at him shyly. He leaned over and she leaned over as well. Their lips meet in the middle. They kissed passionately for a while. They pulled back. Link rubbed the inside of her thigh.

"Don't worry, everybody's gonna love you." He whispered. She took his hand that was rubbing her thigh and entwined their fingers together.

"I hope so." She whispered.

"I know they will, Linya." He said. The pulled their hands apart and headed towards Ordon, braced for the worst.

Well here it is. Her name is pronuced Lin-Yah. Got it? Good. Yay! My OC came in! if you want to use her let me know! ;-).