I clutched the pot, staring at the door. I quickly stood up and moved towards the door. I whipped it open, but she was nowhere in sight. My right ear twitched in an attempt to search for noises. There was till nothing. There was no way someone could move that fast! There was absolute silence.
"Ghirahim!" I jumped and looked towards Demise's castle. There goes the silence. "Get over here!" I cursed under my breath and sprinted towards him. I glimpsed at him, and my mind blanked. He was fuming. "I'd like to know what the hell that was!"
"Not… now!" I snapped. Demise has been pissing me off lately. He was extremely fast on his feet though and had quickly covered the distance between us. He moved in a blur, and suddenly the breath was knocked out me. His hand was wrapped so tightly around my neck, his eyes burning into mine.
"I must have heard you wrong," he warned. "I do believe it wasn't an option or not," he growled. I was raised off my feet, and launched sideways into the building. I winced, knowing I was bleeding. He was on my case again, pushing my face further against the side of the building. I called him a few choice words, trying to escape his grasp.
I slipped away and shoved him. In response he quickly grabbed my neck again, holding me up as if I were a wine glass. I struggled in vain. I had to rely on breathing; it was the sucky thing about being of mixed blood. I coughed and shuttered, lashing out at him. He was just so unphased by my hits and looked at me as if I were a pesky bird.
Eventually I'd used all the air stored in my body and was unable to struggle anymore. A grip that was once tight around his hand had grown weak, and my hand fell. My mind fogged and I was slipping from consciousness. There was no air left to scream, and I just dangled in his arms. I tried to give him one last glare before I subdued to blacking out.
"Jhdz! Jhdz!" I was being shaken and it sure pissed me off. I knew that annoying accent. My eyes snapped open and I had prepared to slice their heads clean off, but my hands were bonded. "Ktzzz lic!" The blue moblin nodded, pleased by my awakening. "Master Demise," it called in broken Hylian. "Lord Ghirahim has awoken." And he scampered off.
I squeezed my eyes shut; throwing my head back. My head pounded, and I couldn't focus. I struggled with my bonds, arching my back and shouting. It was day time again, and that pesky sun was shining in my eyes again! I clenched my hands into a fist and screamed again. My breathing was tortured. For some odd reason my throat burned. I forced my eyes open and looked around the room.
I hated this room. This was my old bedroom. I was bound to what seemed like a bed. I realized that my head wasn't the only thing throbbing. I yearned to turn onto my stomach, and nurse my wounds. I howled a complaint.
"Be quiet, Ghirahim," Demise retorted. I jumped at the sound of his voice. He was just out of my eyeshot, standing by the door. The bonds disappeared, and I shot up. My hands flew to my neck, and I coughed. It was dry and harsh. My neck felt bruised and torn. One hand slowly moved down to my legs, and I noticed how tough the skin was. And my lack of my clothes.
That bastard raped me!
I glared at him for a second, my hands eagerly searching for something to throw at him. My hand captured a vase, and I launched it towards him. It shattered against his skull with a sickening bang. I froze in my place and leaped from the bed; just dodging his retort. He rubbed the back of his head, nursing the wound gently with his fingers. It's a shame demons don't bleed, I'm sure it would have created a revolting cut.
He rubbed at his fist, irritated that it had hit the wall instead of me, and glared daggers towards me. I think in a way he was afraid to confront me again. Not afraid like he couldn't take me, but afraid that receiving any more abuse would cause me to snap completely. That'd I'd become a true hassle; a rebellious slave.
"Get out," he commanded, motioning towards the door. I clenched my teeth and left the room. I summoned my clothes, and headed for my house. I pushed the door open and the sour stench of medicine reminded me of the children. I whipped out a bottle, trapped the juices, and warped back to the cabin.
Something was off. My ear twitched, and I realized how quiet it was. "Kukiel… Gully?" I tested, pushing the door open. I heard them scurry as I opened the door, hiding behind the little furniture they'd made. Blood stretched down the wall, pooling behind Gully. I lost it in that instance, dragging Gully out from his hiding spot. His eyes were clamped shut and he screamed at me.
"Please don't hurt us anymore! We gave you Link!" He wailed, cowering under my touch. He was bleeding most profusely from the back of his head and arms. I stared at him, trying to comprehend what he had just said. He was calming down in my semi-aggressive hold. "Ghira…?" his asked, opening his eyes partially.
"Gully, what happened?" My hand grew a mind of its own as it gently felt over his skull. The incisions on his arms where deep, but this one had me worried the most. His eyes dulled in pain as if repeating the incident was just as bad as undergoing it.
"Kukiel, Link, and I were going over to the Kikwi to see if they had any medicine for her… They didn't have any… S-So," he shuttered, and I could tell he was getting to the nightmare part, "as we were walking back… it was already nighttime… we were almost home before th-this lady attacked us from the s-s-shadows…" He took a second to recompose himself. "She told us to give her Link… but we refused. She tried to negotiate with us, saying that if we give her Link she'll revive our families. We still d-denied because no one should be revived from the dead…
"She talked about you, saying as to how you were evil. We didn't believe her because no evil person would help Kukiel and I… She reached for Link's basket and I hit her hand away. S-She created these cuts on my arms with magic alone… She told me if I didn't let go she'd kill Kukiel… So she leaned to hit Kukiel but I moved in the way and got this cut on my head… Kukiel ran inside by then… So this lady kidnapped Link and took off…" He was in full tears by now. "So I ran in the house and we've been hiding for a good seven hours…"
I stared at him. The child had courage, but it was still in vain. I felt I was at fault for not teaching him how to defend himself. He was staring at me for a good couple of seconds before he rubbed under my eye. "Don't cry, Ghirahim…" I stared at him as if he'd just grown a new pair of eyes before I did indeed feel a tear hit my hand. I quickly wiped it away just to have another form. I pressed the palm of my hands into my eyes and rubbed away the tears angrily.
I looked at him and nodded, watching Kukiel. She looked worse. There absolutely no color left to her, she looked skinnier, and she was barely moving. I handed Gully the potion and growled, although it wasn't direct towards him.
"Give her all of this," I commanded. "I'll bring food later." I jumped to my feet and looked away. Impa had taken Link, and Gully now was emotional scarred along with Kukiel. It felt personal now…
Impa will pay. She will pay for the blood and tears… She would pay… for hurting my family.
