Author's Note: Okay, starting Link's First Person. :) Hope y'all enjoy it. By the way, PLEASE notify me if my Link's first person sucks—I'm thinking about switching to Midna's POV only, if I suck at Link's. Also, who else uses Sticky Keys?
Goddesses, another Green Gill. Can't I catch at least a catfish? I mentally complained. I hope Éléazar has been opening the door. I thought Ilia was bringing some bread. I kept the fish and put it in the basket containing ten small Green Gills and only one catfish. I smiled, remembering the day I caught my second fish. I tried to release it, but the cat took it and went back home, proud of its accomplishment. I met Midna several days after that. I winced at my own pain.
Even with a gaping hole in my heart, I could smile and laugh and be normal. But when I was done doing those things, I would be alone, lost inside my own misery. I didn't talk about it, taking aside the time at my house with Éléazar, but that wasn't really talking about it. I just briefly mentioned my relationship with Midna.
I heard two distinct splashes and saw two blackish things enter the water upriver. I dropped my fishing rod and drew my sword, ready for combat.
I dropped my sword as I took in one figure.
It was tall and slender, swimming gracefully to the platform I was on. Even in the water, I noticed its fiery red hair and blue skin. It was female—making my best case scenario true—and had a beautiful, heart-shaped face. She lifted herself up, right next to me. A million memories hit me—the time she stroked my cheek in the desert, the time I ran up the hill to greet Midna-her miracle resurrection-, the sad look in her eyes before she shattered the mirror.
"I—I—I..." Was all she could say before I embraced her.
We stayed like that for a while. I could tell she was crying softly. I let go and wiped away her tears. She glanced away for a brief second and glared at the other…person? Thing? I couldn't tell. It moved away, out of view.
"I'm sorry," Midna whispered.
"I thought I'd never see you again," I whispered back. She pressed her lips against mine lightly and pulled away when a coughing noise began.
Midna sighed. "Do you not know how to swim? Get out of the water, damn it," She called, irritated. The noise got louder and the black thing got closer.
It pulled itself up out of the water. It was a tall, skinny man with black hair and blue skin. He shook violently and Midna stepped away from me and hit his back, so hard I thought he might fall over. He stopped coughing.
"Thanks," He said sarcastically.
"I told you I'd see you later, right?" Midna raised an eyebrow at me and I smiled. "This is Kulak. Kulak, Link, Link, Kulak," She introduced me to the man. He reached a trembling hand out to shake mine.
"We need…help, Link," Kulak said. I could tell he was nervous. But why? If he was from Midna's realm, he could look out for himself. Was he afraid of the unknown? That would be understandable.
"With what?" I asked. I regretted leaving Éléazar at home—he probably was scared out of his wits if these two knocked on the door.
"Link, my realm…it's in trouble." Midna sighed.
"Hang on—could you have come back here all along?" I asked, starting to feel hurt. Was she using me?
"Of course not, Link. Let's find a place to sit, then we can talk. Okay?"
"Okay," I said.
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"We were assessing the damage of the fire, thinking we were safe. Well, we weren't. The door slammed—on its own—and the leader of the Lilisians took us captive. We unwillingly preformed an ancient ritual that, I guess, reformed the mirror. We were forced here and Kulak attacked Jauli—the leader. We were able to warp out of there to Ordon, and that's pretty much it," Midna finished.
Éléazar squirmed. "And you want us to help?" He asked. I closed my eyes for a brief second. I did this to calm myself, to help me focus on my goal, even if I didn't know the goal. And I saw my invisible goal—Hyrule Castle.
"What about Zelda?" I asked. I was starting to panic. Zelda. Was she okay? What did they do to her?
"Zelda! She exists?" Kulak exclaimed. "I didn't know much about the Light Realm—but I heard of her. Word travels, even through the Realms—"
Midna glared at him. "Damn," She muttered. "We've got to get there—fast. Before we start saving my realm, yours has to be safe. And it's not. Zelda can't take care of herself—too self sacrificing. We've got to go, now."
I nodded. "Éléazar, stay here. You'll get hurt if you're on that leg. Kulak?" I instructed. Would Kulak come?
"I'll keep the village safe," Kulak's face lit up for a brief second, then dimmed back to a distant memory. His people, slaughtered. His family, gone. I wished I could help him, but time was the only cure for sadness—I knew this well.
"What's the plan, Midna? Are we going to fight our way through or just slink in and out?"
"They're strong—we can't fight them alone. And they're bound to be in numbers around the castle. So slink in and out it is," she replied.
I took the Master Sword and my shield. I didn't take the bow—why would I need it? The only things I took were my sword, and shield. Midna snapped and with a small snap, something appeared in her hand. "You have a basement, right?" She confirmed.
"Yes."
"Okay, you guys, stay here." Midna ordered. She stalked off to the cellar.
A few minutes later, Midna emerged wearing a one shoulder, tunic-style plate body and a silver skirt. She had chainmail tights and black, elbow length gloves. She murmured something and a basic sword appeared in her hand, along with a shield, about the size of mine.
Éléazar's eyes widened when she made the items appear out of thin air. I smiled reassuringly at him and he relaxed. "We'll be back."
We rushed out the door and both gasped.
The entire place reeked of smoke. Midna said it was bonfires—I thought it was much, much worse than a simple fire.
"Can you warp us there?" I asked quietly. Luckily, Ordon was surrounded by trees and mountains, so we were safe, in a way. Still, it was better safe than sorry.
"Yeah, but they'll swarm on us. Remember, they're not moblins or Keese. They're trained killers, and they look human. They have extremely dark skin, closer to black than blue," Midna explained. "Remember the Dark Crystal?"
I swallowed loudly. Where was the last place I saw that? Would we have to walk otherwise?
"Well, I took it as a souvenir. Hope you didn't miss it too much," Midna winked at me. She snapped, and, as always, it appeared in her hand. "Zelda, here we come."
She pressed it to my forehead and I felt my body morph, my mind take a new form once again. In wolf form, I had one goal, and one goal only. Then she warped us to the Castle Town eastern gate.
We were quickly greeted by fire arrows—we ducked for cover in a nearby bush. Midna transformed me back to a human. "Okay, I'll provide the distraction. I'll meet you at the gate," she whispered. I nodded and sprinted for the gate, not looking back when the sonic BOOM! erupted.
Once I was to the gate, hiding behind the doors, I saw what was happening. Midna, crafty as she was, was blowing up the ground around the bridge, creating a smoky fog that allowed her to dive over the newly created ditch and through the gates without being attacked.
"Creative," I whispered, peeking through the other side of the gates. Two Hylians were being escorted north, towards the Castle, by someone in a cloak. "What will they do to them?" I whispered to Midna.
"Probably make them slaves…or worse," she whispered back.
We stalked into the South end of Castle Town. Once we were in, we hid behind walls, crates, and stands to avoid being seen by the Lilisian guards. They changed positions every once and a while, so we moved forward then. I was almost spotted by a guard—one saw the end of my shoe as I dove to cover, and it came over to investigate. Midna clenched her fists and shut her eyes. A strong wind, centered on the Lilisian sent it skipping back about three feet. It looked around, but saw nothing. It continued looking for me, but I had moved forward enough not to be seen.
The square was different. Lilisians danced and played our Hylian instruments in insane ways. They grabbed a flute and played it upside down, then, frustrated, rang a bell and a Hylian woman, around thirty, ran into the square. They ordered in accented Hylian to play it. When she played, they laughed and grabbed it from her, trying again to play it for themselves. Her long blonde hair came out of her ponytail and blew in one's face. "Ha, ha! Its hair is
Midna made a sound of repulsion as we scurried along the buildings, passing the West wing entrance and edging along the wall to the Castle entrance.
"Have they found her yet?" A male, deep voice hissed. Midna and I dove for cover and listened.
"No, not yet," Another answered, this time high, but low for a female.
Midna and I waited until they took their conversation into the courtyard, then Midna snapped. "I figured we would need these," She pulled out my claw shots and rolled her eyes. "Well, you'll need both, but how will I get up?"
"Hang on tight, Midna," I teased. She put her arm around my shoulders and I claw shotted onto some ivy that, conveniently, hung fifty feet off the ground, barely in reach of the claw shot. She almost shrieked at first, then regained herself as we got higher and higher up the castle.
Zelda's bedroom window was closed, but Midna told me if I could get there, she would break it open. I risked it and jumped down onto a nearby roof. A guard looked straight at me and charged, spear held low and ready to harm me.
I attacked from the front while Midna jumped behind it and we both fought quickly and silently. The Lilisian was strong and nearly chopped my arm off, but Midna finished it off. I grimaced at the gruesome body and then, with a glare that said, "It might've killed a Hylian—no guilt needed", Midna and I took off running towards Zelda's window.
"Careful, there might be guards," I whispered. Midna rolled her eyes at my warning and dashed up the stairs, leaving me struggling to keep up.
I crashed into Midna's shoulder at the entrance to Zelda's room. I walked around her, unsure of what was the problem. I turned to Midna for an explanation.
Her horrorstruck eyes were frozen on the center of the room, where a stone statue stood.
I understood once I examined the gray stone figure.
The statue had long, wispy hair and a royal dress. The face was heart shaped and beautiful. The eyes were shut, the arm pointing down and the other to her heart. "Zelda," Midna choked.
Only then did I realize that Midna had not ever hated Zelda, or even disliked her. She, as she said ever so long ago, would never wish harm upon Zelda, never even a bit. She was against me fighting Zelda when Gannondorf possessed her, because of the possibility I might hurt her, not Gannondorf.
I knew what this meant.
Zelda had either frozen herself eternally so she wouldn't have to be tortured by the enemy, or she didn't have a choice. It was obvious that the Lilisians hadn't been here—so what could have done this?
"The…the dungeons," Midna whispered. Her pain hurt me, too. I wanted to cover my ears to stop her pain from entering my mind again. Her voice was broken and rough.
Midna uttered a spell and told me to take her hand and jump. I trusted her with my life—so I did.
Before we hit the floor, a cushiony waft of air slowed us down and we landed running. The dungeon entrance was a set of granite stairs leading into the ground. Instead of a floor, it was dirt. There were muddy spots and, surprisingly, there was no one in the cells, take aside a few rotting corpses.
As we went farther down the dungeon, another set of stairs led deeper, while the hallway ended. We investigated farther.
The air was thick and humid. The smell was of corpses and decaying material. I took off my hat and fanned myself with it.
"Link, stop panting, that's getting on my nerves," Midna whispered to me. I raised an eyebrow.
"That's not me panting, Midna."
We both ducked in time, before a set of long, needle-like spines flew at us.
Not bad, eh? Everyone, be prepared for an Author's Notice for the next chapter. Read that after this chapter—I want you guys to read it, you hear? LOL, 6 pages. 2266 words. Wow.
