Teaching Link had to be one of… my biggest challenges. He was adventurous, loud, and very misbehaved. Impa and I, like old women, shared parenting skills. Of course hers went in one ear and out the other, but mine seem to occasionally go into play.
Kukiel, my least favorite, had been able to identify the other with Impa as 'Peatrice.' It was odd, really. No one really knew her and all she did was… age. Not that I cared or anything. She wasn't my problem.
Of course there were several things to have to plan, and do, but I was too busy with Sir Demise, to really do anything. Even with my lack of participation in their lives, I was still able to catch a few… Amusing scenes for myself.
Year one: Teaching Gully the ways of a swordsman
"Idiot," I hissed, pushing on his back to straighten his posture once more. "If you're
going to slouch over like you're millions of years old I'll just teach Kukiel."
Gully frowned at me and pushed his hair back behind his ear. Oh how a year can make such change.
He wasn't the same old shy Gully. We'd grown to be silent enemies and he'd always try to top me. Of course I won, but it wasn't a fair fight. He didn't know how to fight back. And, me being so fond of kids, I felt the need to teach him.
"Do you have to call me an idiot after everything?" He grumbled, moving away from my hand. "I'm sure Kukiel would be more interested in learning anyway!"
"Don't bring me into this," Kukiel called from the fire. Link crawled around mindlessly by her feet. He had learned his lesson about fire already, so he was allowed outside more often now.
I chuckled at his short temper. "Maybe if you weren't so-"
"Stoppit!" Gully snapped, lashing his sword towards me. I flinched feeling my hand bleed.
He dropped the sword and stepped back. "I-I didn't mean to…" He mumbled. I
rolled my eyes and threw the sword at his head, amused as it bounced off.
"Now just do that without hitting me," I snickered. Gully scrunched his face at me, as if I
had gone mad.
"Ghira, you're so strange!" I shot him and odd look, shaking my head.
Okay, so maybe I was a little.
Year two: Kids say the darnest of things.
Two years have gone by and we haven't been caught. I guess this demon lord has more
than one trick up his sleeve! Link sat on my lap, lazily sucking a this thumb. I hated that so much. I just wanted to yank it out. I did this once and got a heavy scolding from Kukiel. It was awkward to say the least. "Link," I smiled at him, and he glanced towards me. My smile faded instantly, and I had to hold back a natural urge to strike him.
He tilted his head to the side. I huffed softly. "Do you not like talking to me little
guy?" He put his hands up in front of his face, and smiled, shaking his head. I rolled my eyes. Of course he could talk, but even now he refused to at times.
The stubborn little...
"And why don't you?" He tilted his head to the side, and shrugged. "That's not very
nice," I scowled at my own tone. Baby talk? Oh no. He smiled at me and shrugged
again. I rolled my eyes. I swear he got that 'whatever' attitude from Kukiel.
"He doesn't understand you," Kukiel broke in, giving me an odd look. "He's only two, Ghira..." I've grown to hate the sound of her voice. Kukiel didn't fit her. A name more irritating did... Such as Navi. Yes. Her nickname shall be Navi.
"Be quiet, or I'll dangle you over a cliff," I warned. Her eyes narrowed in a spoiled way,
but she turned away, and shut up. Thank the goddesses.
Link was standing on my lap, tugging at my earring. Dear Din, I hated when he did that. He would pull and pull, and then just laugh at my pained expression. I never knew him to be... sadistic? Is that the word I'm looking for? He smiled and suddenly released the jewel.
"Ghira," he whispered. I blinked, unsure if I had imagined the sound or not. "You're a very pretty lady," he smiled. I forced a smile, giving him an odd expression. Yep, it's a fact. That's far too much time spent around Kukiel.
Year Three: Afraid of the dark.
I wasn't one to hang around the funguses- I mean kids, after dusk. I never expected anything wrong when I left. I would disappear in a furry of diamonds, and I would
continue on with Demise's tasks. But such naive thoughts were quickly banished
from my mind.
Such a small sound was made. My wooden door crept open slowly and the moonlight filtered into my room. I lay in my bed, tensing slightly; I had thought it was Demise.
The door slowly closed, and a small bundle made its way towards me, dashing under
the covers.
Deciding it wasn't Demise I sat up and looked at the creature lurking under my covers. It was small and quickly covered the distance between us.
"Uhm, hello?" I grabbed the creature and lifted it up. Goddess... What the hell is he
doing here?
"Ghira?"
"Yes, Link?" I hissed, glaring at him.
In his childish mind he didn't register the hissy tone, and he smiled. He pushed my hand off of him, and made him so ever so comfortable right next to me. I blushed faintly, and pushed on his back. "C'mon you have to go back, Link!"
"No..." He complained, hiding himself under my covers. I pinched the bridge of my nose and scowled.
"Why not?" He just pointed outside.
"Link can't you say something?" He shook his head and pointed outside again. "What? Monsters I cou-" he shook his head. "Then what?" He huffed, and jumped off the bed, walking over to my curtains. He got on his tiptoes, grabbing the edge of the curtains, and closing them, until the moonlight could no longer leak in.
"The dark?" I questioned. He nodded once, reopening the curtains. "You've always slept in
the dark..." I retorted. His lack of communication irritated me... He shook his head again. "Then what happened tonight?" He blinked, and searched around the room. He was searching, his eyes tracing over everything in my room. He finally sighed and crossed his arms.
"Crimson sleeps by the window now..." His face scrunched at the sound of his own voice
and I snickered. Crimson was getting big now, so I'm sure he took up plenty of room. Azure, Zelda's loftwing, was also having the same problem, supposedly.
"And how did you find me?" He smiled, sticking out his tongue. In other words, he wasn't planning on telling me. Look at my little stalker. "Only tonight, understood? And I swear if you come again I'll make you stew!" He smiled and nodded. I swear he thinks he's got me wrap
around that cute little finger of his. Cocky as ever.
He crawled back to the bed, and pulled himself up, panting at the effort. He scrambled
over and flopped back down, pulling the covers over him. "Night-night!"
"Goodnight, Link."
Year four: Rude Awakenings
When Link had turned four we'd finally gotten caught. He, despite my threat, made a habit of visiting me in the middle of the night. He'd just slam my door open and creep onto my bed. Okay, so maybe it was partly my fault that I'd never chosen a better spot for Crimson... But so what?
But that night Demise had been snooping in on my room. After he had gone to bed next to
me I decided to stay up and read. It was ancient scripts, written about... Well I didn't even know. Eventually the book bored me to sleep, and I dozed off into an awkward sleep.
THUD!
My eyes snapped open, staring at the figure in the doorway. "Master Demise..." I
groaned, sitting upwards. I stared at him a moment before following his gaze to
Link.
"What is that?" He complained, pointing. The blonde hair sticking every which way made
it hard to even deny that someone was slumbering there.
Link, much to my misfortune, began to stir at the sudden voices. He sat up and stretched. By such simple, everyday movements, the air tensed. I glanced at Link, glaring at him slightly. He stared at me with wide eyes, and frowned.
"What's wrong?" He questioned. His question was quickly answered when Demise had me by the throat. I think he's quite fond of this position. I gasped for air again, clutching onto his much larger hands. "Let him go...!" Link cried, grabbing at Demise's arm. He was the wielder of Courage? It seems to more or less move along the lines of futile stubbornness.
Demise glared at him, glancing towards Link. "Who's that?" His voice was calm, but his
eyes defied his outward feelings. Link looked at me, and he looked so scared. I wanted to help him but...
"I've never seen him," I choked out, trying to pull myself upwards for air. He glared at
Link, and within seconds Link hit the other wall and slid down, all from one hand. He didn't stir and I felt panic rising in my stomach. I waited a long moment before Demise suddenly released me.
***
I winced and picked myself off the floor. I hate nightmares. I panted slightly and rose to my
legs, staring at the figure invading my bed. He was fine. The cursed book. I picked it up and threw it against the wall. The sound of the pages slamming shut was satisfying enough. I stretched and sighed.
So maybe we weren't caught for real, but it was enough for me.
Year Five: Bug Eater
Link had a nasty habit of eating... well, bugs. He'd see a butterfly of some sort and
catch it. Upon seeing the colors it would end up in his mouth. Yet, it didn't
end here. The beetles and grasshoppers were also no match.
Gully and Kukiel didn't seem to mind much, as they constantly reminding me of how it was custom to eat bugs or mix them in medicines. I would roll my eyes and tell Link
to go spit it out. With a big grin he'd quickly swallow and run away. Why I
outta...
"Link, come here," I commanded. The sun was beginning to set, and I needed to depart.
Knowing Link would follow me I at least wanted him to have a clean mouth. His ears perk at my voice. After a few more seconds of messily brushing down his green tunic he ran to me. I squeezed my eyes shut. What an awful habit! The feathers of the poor butterfly still lodged in his teeth. I sighed, irritated.
A light smack filled the air, and I started to rub the back of my hand. "What did I tell you
about eating bugs?" His cheek busied itself with flushing, while he face scrunched into pain.
"To not to..." He turned away from me, crossing his arms. His attitude was really starting to piss me off.
"Then why did you?" He crossed his arms and shrugged. "Are you planning on do it again?"
I hissed; the warning obvious in my voice. He sat down in the grass, snatching up a grasshopper. We stared at each other for a long moment. "Don't you dare...!" He smiled and put the grasshopper in his mouth, slowly closing it. I sat in front of him, and slowly began to pull off my glove. I don't intend on getting them messy after all.
His eyes widened, and he scooted back. I'd never disciplined him but Kukiel and Gully weren't as lucky, and he'd seen firsthand. I scowled at him. "Get over here!" He began to cry, using the backs of his hands to wipe his eyes.
That little bastard...
He sniffled and made his way agonizingly slow towards me. He stopped in front of me and
sniffled again, peeking a look at me. I scuffed and twirled my index finger in a circle. He turned around slowly, covering his face. I wrapped my arm around his waist, tapping his butt and releasing him with a light push.
He fell on his knees and began coughing. I grabbed the collar of his tunic. His choking wasn't serious, as odd as it sounds. Simple as coughing up spit. I watched him for a moment, arching a brow his way. He coughed and thrashed before he finally spit up the grasshopper.
I couldn't help but laugh. The tiny creature's legs thrashed before it finally found the
strength to hop away. So Link hadn't eaten but that was beside the point.
"Are you done with bugs?" His face turned a few shades of red before he nodded.
"Yes, Ghira..."
Year Six: Crushes
The moon was full and it was one of those days the hero had to meet the goddess. I took my half of the clearing, staring at Impa who occupied the other. Impa had finally brought
Groose. Oh how my hand itched to take a comb to his head.
"Groose, come on, stop it!" Link whined, trying to push the older male off of him. My
eyes narrowed at the boy, drawing my attention to the quarreling children.
"But you like her, don't you?" He smirked, crossing his arms. Link's face turned a bright red.
"N-No! Girls are nasty!" Link retorted, looking over at Zelda. I sighed, who in their right mind had taught him that?
"Then why did you kiss her?" Groose smirked, and crossed his arms, assuming he'd won this one.
"Because she said she wanted to make it clear that shit didn't like you," Link snapped. Groose's expression fell and he looked away. Zelda blushed, observing the scene right beside Impa. With an awkward look exchange passed between her and her mentor, they decided to change the topic.
"So Groose, who do you like?"
Year Seven: She's dying!
Gully, Link, and I hovered over Kukiel. She was crying and clutching at her stomach, claiming to have a clenching feeling in her lower stomach.
"Ghirahim it hurts!" She wailed. I glanced at her uneasily. I've never heard of such a… foreign pain! We shook our heads at her and told her she'd feel better soon. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes, but she accepted the lazy answer.
She became moody and grumpy over the next three days, complaining of the same pain. The three of as avoided our 'little time bomb', I mean, sickly friend. She'd snap at us to make certain foods and only those foods. Gully would nod hastily and drag Link off to cook with him.
I was stuck with her.
"I feel wet…" She suddenly whined.
"You're sweating," I snapped, shrugging off her concern.
"I feel really wet!" She whined, standing up. "If it where sweat I'd be hot out, or I'd be exercising! But I just feel suddenly wet in one place!"
"…Where do you feel wet then?" I was pretty sure I didn't want the answer. She pointed to her… personal parts. I stared at her a long moment.
"I'm… not gonna help with that…" I looked away, crossing my arms. Guardian or not, I'm not messing with some teenagers 'issues'. She glared at me for a long time. I felt her eyes boring into the side of my head. Finally I glared back at her to snap something, but blanket of red in her pants stopped me from doing so.
"What?" She questioned, the worry leaking into her tone. "What are you staring at?"
"You're bleeding," I informed. Her eyes widen and she looked down at herself, starting to panic more.
"Ghira do something! I don't want to die!"
"You won't!" I snapped. I wish I hadn't though. Tears well in the corners of her eyes, and she rushed outside in a crying mess. Maybe Impa would have answer to this... female? Tragedy.
I disappeared from the scene and stood in front of Impa's house. I hated this place. I think I seriously hated every place that I didn't sleep in. Ah well. Her home was far away, and I wondered if they made a three day trek just to meet every full moon. She lived in the desert, right where the Thunder Dragon used to. Who in their right mind would raise a child right beside a canon that you couldn't see the bottom of?
Her house was made of iron that she made robots collect for her. Well that house wasn't going anywhere soon. Of course she'd put a barrier around her housing as well, in fear that Demise would sense the Goddess's magic. Anyway...
I knocked on the door. The door, much to my dismay, was made of pure iron, and sitting here in the heat all day... Well let's just say my white gloves looked like they had just been through a fire.
"I'll get it!" A little girl's voice squeaked. The door knob wiggled slightly.
"You back away from that door!" Impa snapped from inside. The girl huffed and moved aside as the door swung open. Zelda hid behind Impa's gown, smiling. "Oh.. it's you..." After seven years she still couldn't stand me. "What is that you need Demon Lord?"
"I think Kukiel is dying," I said, ignoring her hostile tone. She seemed to be debating whether she cared or not. I growled inwardly, and she caught the warning to urge him on.
"What do you mean?"
"I uh..." I grabbed her shoulder, yanking her forward with unneeded force, frantically whispering the situation into her ear. She laughed. "What's so funny?"
"She's not dying, ya baboon's butt! It's normal for a girl, it's means she's matured!" My face flushed. To think I'd been so foolish...
"So she's not gonna die?" Impa rolled her eyes.
"Just take me where she is..." She pushed away from me for a second and yelled in the door, "Peatrice take care of Groose and Zelda! I'll be back in a bit!" A grunt was her only reply. "Alright let's go."
I stole her hand away from her side, before in a loosely murmured spell we reappeared in front of the log cabin. It took a good portion of the day to find Kukiel, but we did. Her and Impa walked off. Girl talk. Ew. I rolled my eyes at the disappearing figures, and busied myself at nosing around the camp.
Finally the steps grew louder. Kukiel had new pants and seemed to be smiling. Maybe I'd have to rethink about listening to Impa's parenting skills...
Year eight: I'm running away!
"Why can't I play outside, too?" Link crossed his arms over his chest. The last moonlit meeting didn't end so well. Groose and Zelda were telling Link of their adventures with robots. I barely even aloud Link to go to the Kikwi but a mile away, much less let him venture out in the vast desert talking to robots.
"Because it's dangerous," I snapped, twirling a dagger in my hand. If he pissed me off too much it'd be in his gut. Then I'd have to deal with removing it and healing him, but it was obviously worth it. "If you go out there you mig-"
"Gully and Kukiel get to go!"
"They're older."
"You hate me!"
"Now why would you think that?"
"B-Because I'm locked in here all day!"
"So?"
"Then you hate me!" That was it.
"Would you rather I let you go out there and be killed? If so then go!" I snapped, pointing towards the toward. "Go out to goddesses know where! Go on!" I clenched my first and glared at him. He crossed his arms and looked away, crying.
"If you don't w-want me here I will..." He grabbed his wooden sword, and sniffled. He walked towards the door and slammed it behind him. Ungrateful brat!
I'd give him all day. Then he'll realize he likes it in here more. Or maybe he'll like it out there more... Or maybe he won't come back. I stared at the door and shook my head, leaning back against the wall. Until sundown...
Sundown came unbelievably fast, and Link still wasn't back. With little hesitation I was out the door. I walked for a good mile or two before coming to a stop.
Link was sitting on a log, hiding his face, and obviously crying. He held his sword in one hand.
"Link?" He jumped and looked at me. I fidgeted with my earring slightly, and looked away, flipping my hair to see him from the corner of my eye. "Are you ready to come home?"
"N-No..."
"And why is that?"
"Be-because you wanted me to leave..."
"What if I want you to come back now?" I held out my hand to him and he sniffed, but took it. I chuckled softly and led him home. "Please just stay inside... When you're ten... Then you c-"
"Do you mean it?" His ears perked up and he smiled so bright I thought he'd blind me.
"I'm a Demon Lord of my word." He grinned, hugging my waist before running off.
Year Nine: Hiding Places
"Link?" Gully whined. He was dumb enough to participate in a game of hide and seek. Kukiel started to play but quickly sat out, and I was forced to go in her place.
"Link where are you?" I questioned.
"Do you think he went outside?"
"Maybe."
"Wasn't that against the rules?"
"Isn't this Link we're talking about?"
"Good point, Ghira..."
"So grab your sword and lets go on a search."
"Adventure?"
"Shut up, and get your sword!" Gully shot a crooked smile before equipping his sword and exciting from the door.
I sighed dramatically and warped to the sealed grounds. I scrambled down the Cliffside to the very middle. Why would anyone make such a ridiculous path? For the goddess statue to lodge itself down in here? But how long ago had that happened? Even being a few good thousand years in the past it wasn't here. I actually don't remember it ever being here except for in the future. But in the future we fail, and it is impossible to go into the future for Demise. So guess who got to drag each Skyloftian down one by one? Oh yea. Me.
What was I doing? Sitting in the center where a strange scent of Demise still sleeps, I couldn't remember what I was after. I pondered on it a minute before a quick shrug dispatched of that problem. Oh well. I raised my hand slightly above my head, and with a quick snap I was returned to the house.
Kukiel muttered a failing welcome. I glared at her before searching the house. Was that... giggling? I turned my attention to the floorboards. I stood there for a second before sighing and shaking my head. Who hides under a house?
I grabbed one of the planks and sent it across the room. It slammed into the door before slamming into the ground with a thud. Link stared up at me. He faltered a smile, testing if I were mad or not. I rolled my eyes and his smile broadened before he crawled out, shoving planks in the process.
"You found me!"
"Why yes I did... and in order to repay me you get to go find Gully. Out you go!" He smiled deviously.
"All by myself?"
"Nope, I'm going." I stood up, pushing on his head for support. I smirked back at him, waving and disappeared through the door. "Better luck next time, Hero
Year Ten: Road Runner
"So bird brain over here is finally ten?" Kukiel glared at me, petting her precious bird over.
"He seems to be, everything checks out. Although, like I warned so long ago, he won't be able to fly." She scratched Crimson under his chin and smiled, cooing at him.
"Can he run?"
"I don't know..." She averted her attention back to the loftwing. "Crimson can you run for me?" The bird looked at her, and then shook his head. "Why not?" He craned his head towards his neck, nuzzling the brown collar on him. "So you're waiting for your master?" He nodded.
I was torn between laughing at bird know-it-all over here, or angry that the loftwing had yet chosen Link as his owner yet. "I remember you saying something about a ceremony..."
"Yea, the child receiving his bird must stand under the Goddess Statue and call for his loftwing."
"What if we don't have have a Goddess Statue?"
"Well then... uhm..." She shrugged. "Why not just have Link call for his bird?"
"Fine then... Link!" A thud echoed from inside, and Link stumbled out, panting.
"Don't call my name like that! It worries me!" He whined.
"It also makes you move faster. You ready to venture out there alone?" His eyes widened and he nodded. "Well then... Call for Crimson."
"What Ghirahim is failing to say... is that you need to close your eyes, and try to find Crimson. Call with him through your mind." Kukiel informed.
"With my mind...? Are you out of your mind?" Link crosses his arms. I sighed, shaking my head at the two. I whacked Link lightly on the back of the head, and glared.
"Just do it before birdbrain here is never trained."
"Fine..." Link closed his eyes. Forever seemed to go by before Crimson lifted his head. He stopped his idle grazing and walked over to Link. He cocked his head to the side before bumping him lightly. Link opened his eyes and smiled at the bird, hugging his neck.
Crimson shook himself before lowering himself to the ground, staring at Link.
This was it...!
The air tensed as Link translated the silent signal. He climbed onto the creature's back, and straddled him. Crimson craned his neck and glared at his master. He nudged as his collar, telling Link to grab on. Link grabbed the collar with one hand, patting Crimson's neck with the other.
I gave him a reassuring smile before he grabbed a hold of the collar with both hands and urged Crimson on forward. The bird shook itself one last time before running off. The air hissed at the sudden movement, and only a red stream of feathers proved the boy was ever there.
Kukiel smiled at me. "He's fast."
"He's finally old enough..." I closed my eyes, and one thought lingered in my head... He doesn't need me anymore.
Year Eleven: Jay
With Link finally out of the house, Gully and Kukiel had some time to themselves. Of course no one started to notice it until Kukiel's shirts were growing too tight and she was moody all the time.
"Would you like some soup, Kukiel?" Gully asked softly, towering over her. She lazily sat on the bed, glaring at him. I stirred the soup and silently cursed him for offering something that wasn't even done.
"Do I look like I want to have soup, Gully? Do I? No! I don't!" I flinched and glared at her.
"Kukiel calm down, you're seventeen now! Act like it!" Kukiel crossed her arms over her not-so-flat chest and pouted.
"Well, Mr-know-it-all, why don't you carry around some six pound baby in you for nine months and see if you act your age!" I clutched the spoon of the pot tighter, biting back a retort.
"When are you giving birth to the thing anyway?"
"My child is not a thing, Ghira!" Gully snap. My eyes darted towards him and narrowed. "Maybe you should find a girl, or guy, I don't really care, and have, or adopt, a child and see if you like having them called a thing!"
I formed a dagger in my hand and it whizzed by his ear. "Do not raise your voice at me." He shut up and sighed.
"I'm giving birth tomorrow... Hopefully."
"Then I'll be gone all of tomorrow." Gully grunted and I continued to stir the pot, humming contentedly.
"So we'll see you the day after tomorrow?"
"Yep." The room filled with silence. I finished the soup, which I'm sure I burned, and stowed it away within a large bowl. "Well, I'll be off then. Before I go, though, do you have any names for it- I mean the child?" I sneered at Gully who simply rolled his eyes.
"Goodbye, Ghirahim. Be sure to yell for Link to come back." I glared at his him. Who was he to order me around?
"Do it yourself, Gully." With that, I was back home.
I slumped against this door and sighed. This was going to be a boring few days.
The days passed fairly quickly, and I found myself walking back to the Trio's house. I knocked on the door lightly.
"Link go let Ghirahim in!" Kukiel snapped
"You're not the boss of me!" Link retorted.
"You want Gully to get his belt again?"
"I'm getting it, I'm getting it!" The handle wiggled until the door whipped open. Link looked tired, but alas he would never complain.
"Where are they?" I questioned, searching the cabin.
"Right here," Gully called, walking back into the main part of the cabin. He held the bundle so tightly in his arms I swore he was suffocating it.
"May I see it?" Gully nodded and passed the child, who I found out was a girl, over. "She's very..." I stared at her a moment longer. "Precious," I said. Her hair was a light brown, although it hinted at growing darker. Her skin was a nice, light tan. And her eyes... Well she wouldn't open those for me. She had them clenched so tightly shut, like Link had all those years ago. She breathed in, and screamed. But it was joined with a screech... Who knew it was loftwing mating season?
Year Twelve: School
"Ghirahim?" Impa had crossed the clearing towards me. Something we've never done before. I didn't like her over here, she smelled like sweaty sand. "Have you thought about teaching Link reading and writing? Math? Manners? Things like that..." She turned her attention to the gathering children. We brought along everybody nowadays. "He seems very interested when Zelda reads to him, or when you bring him over for dinner he gets his nasty fingers everywhere."
"I haven't."
"Could you?"
"I don't think so. I've never been good at writing, goddess forbid I teach a child. Manners... well..." I shrugged. "Why don't you teach the Trio?"
"Isn't there four now?"
"You teach a one year old and I'll supply you lumber for a year."
"Point taken. I guess I could teach him. But that means you must come, too." My lines pressed into a tight line.
"You know why I can't do that."
"They'll be in the afternoon,Ghirahim. You can make it." I scowled and looked away.
"Fine... We'll be there."
I ushered the children into a line and walked them through the agonizingly long journey to the desert. Link was nessled into Crimson, dead asleep. Jaylene, Gully and Kukiel's child, was riding in Gully's arm, while Kukiel stood behind him, scolding his technique of holding their child.
Several times I had to leave them to tend to Demise. I'd tell them to take a break and I'd be back before long. But slowly the morning ended and I was no longer needed. We walked for hours until we reached that damned place. I'd have to think about moving closer if we had to do this everyday.
But finally we reached our destination. Link jumped off of Crimson's back and petted him.
"'Good job, Crim!" Crimson shook his head and laid down, falling into his own slumber. I took the liberty of knocking at the door. The handle wiggled until the door creaked open, Impa behind it.
"You guys look beat... how about some water?"
"I'd love water!" Link broke in. "Crim needs some water, too... And Jay... Cookie, and Guls! Ghirahim... do you need water?" I shook my head and he smiled.
"Well alright... Just go sit on the carpet in the living room over there, and after water we'll begin the lesson."
"Lesson?" Link echoed.
"You didn't tell them Ghirahim?"
"I did!" I snapped, at the defensive. "Its not my fault this good was half asleep when I said it!"
"You should have made sure he was aware."
"Whatever... just teach them.. us."
"Then let us start with the basics. Do you know the alphabet?"
"I do!" Kukiel broke in, her face bright in a grin. "A, b, c, d, e, f ,g ,h ,i, j, k, l ,m , n, o, p, q, r, s, t, u, v, w, x, y, z!"
"Well... that's very good. Now can you write it?" Impa questioned, her face less than amused. Kukiel's face fell and she looked away. "How about reading it?" Kukiel shook her head.
"What's the alphabet?" Link piped in. Zelda smiled at him, sitting next to him. She pulled a notebook from under the ruffles in her dress, and motioned it towards him. His eyes narrowed at the paper, and his face fell. She broke out into a lecture.
I ignored her lessons towards them and focus on Impa. So writing was like saying something without moving your mouth? That could be... helpful.
Of course it took several weeks but we finally got down the hang of writing. Gully has the best penmanship... Link has the worse. Why am I not shocked by this? He always seemed like one to hate classes. But that's beside the point. Impa decided it was time we learned two things at once.
Grammar and Math.
I think I'm going to die.
Year Thirteen: Fi
Impa had so nicely giving me the role of caring for Fi. What, just cause I'm a sword means I'm fit to train another spirit? Has she forgotten I'm powered by Dark magic and Fi by Light magic? I'm sure she knows.
"Sir," Fi said, her eyes focused on me, unblinking. "I think I now understand how to before a skyward strike."
"All you do is point upwards... But whatever, show me." The thing about us swords is we don't change appearance to each other. She always look human. I never see her as a sword. I mean, I can tell when she's being a sword because she closes her eyes and twists oddly, but it still Fi.
She closed her eyes and stiffened. I crossed my arms, watching my blue apprentice. There was a few dragging seconds before her body filled with a blue light. Of course, being by herself she couldn't release the attack, but at least she could harness it.
"That was good... I guess." I scuffed and glared away, crossing my arms. Her eyes flashed with brief doubt, and she looked away. Impa hadn't finish stripping the personality from the sword yet.
"Ghirahim, I calculate a 76% chance that you are being sarcastic."
"Oh shut up," I waved my hand in front of my face. "Do you know how to dowse yet?"
"No."
"Of couuurse you don't," I hissed, rolling my eyes.
"My apologies, Sir. I am here to learn from you, though."
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Annoyance flickered behind those pupilless eyes, and she spoke no more. "Dowsing is easy... Its how you help your master search for something. All you do is concentrate on what you're finding... the stronger connection you have when you find that object the stronger response your master will feel. Why don't you try it?"
"Yes, Sir." She closed her eyes and started towards me. He swayed around me a bit before her eyes opened. "Sir, I'm sorry to report that there's a 99% chance your manners are not anywhere to be found. Would you like to hear my full evaluation?"
That little bitch...
Year Fourteen: Silence code
"Ghirahim," Zelda began, "Link has informed me that he's started the silence code..." To be honest, this was the most she's ever said to me and I was more shocked by her voice than her words.
"And what is that?"
"He won't be talking until he's a full knight."
"When will that be?"
"When he's eighteen... If he passes all his classes."
"But that's four years later!" I raised my voice at her, as if it were her fault. "You and your goddess serving dog had something to do with this didn't you!" A blurred image displayed before me until Zelda and I were separated by the Sheika.
"I do advise you not to raise your voice at her, Spirit." I huffed and blew the hair out of my face. I turned from them and crossed my arms in a rather immature way.
There was so much still to learn about Link...
Year Fifteen: No more secrets
"You both are now fifteen now I believe that you have a right to know..." Impa swallowed and forced herself to stare at Link and Zelda. "Ghirahim and I are enemies... And... Your entire family was killed in a war." The air slowly swelled like a pregnant woman's belly; looking able to burst at any moment, but waiting for the right time.
"What are you talking about?" Zelda asked.
"I'm saying... that just like Gully and Kukiel talk about sometimes, you have to come from your parents... You see Jaylene, right? She's from Gully and Kukiel. Zelda, I only knew your father... and Link... well you were an orphan when I met you."
"I don't understand..."
"You don't need to... I can't expect you to. Although don't you see how you both have your own loftwings? While no one else does yet? These birds were born for you. You two are a legend." Link stared at her in confusion, but said nothing else.
"You two will be finishishing the war," I reminded.
"And how will we do that?"
"You'll have to be reconnecting with your future selves," Impa said. "It won't be for another year, but Zelda, you'll be reawakening in the waters of each temple that I'll guide you through... Then Link, you will endure each trial laid out before you... Do you understand me?"
They both nodded.
Links eyes dropped, and he snagged piece of paper,quickly scribbling down, "it sounds like I have to kill my mentor... that's not gonna happen, right? we'll all still be friends afterwards?" Impa didn't look him in the eye.
"I don't know," she whispered. I closed my eyes and sighed. There's still a year left...
Year Sixteen: Faron Woods
Link was given his traditional hero's clothes today... Apparently Impa had them hid away. How much more was she hiding? It was strange to seem in something other than the traditional underworld clothes I had forced him into... It was so... so.. green.
"Ghirahim," Zelda looked up at me. Her eyes were round with wonder and youth. "I wish you luck..." She held out her hand. "Until we meet again?" I narrowed my eyes, but eventually took her hand.
"Goodbye, Goddess Hylia." She smiled and ran back to Impa. "Link! Let's go!"
Link's eyes narrowed, and he ignored my comment. He continued to clean Crimson's talons clean of mud and other things. Eventually, finally, he boarded Crimson and headed my way.
"We're going into central Faron Woods, alright?" He nodded. "You have Fi, yes?" Another nod. "Alright, let's get going. Tell bird brain here that if he's too slow I'll be having loftwing stew!" Crimson's feather fluffed up, and he glared at me.
We trekked across the moist land until we caught sight of the colorful mushrooms and Kikwi.
"Kweee!" One of the Kikwi smiled and ran over. It was Machi. Apparently Kikwi don't die. "Hi Link! What are you here for?" Link raised a finger and pointed towards Skyview Temple. "Oh, I see! Well, you should probably talk to the elder first! There's been a boost in baddies for some reason!" It never occurred to me that the rest of the world didn't know that Demise was king...
"We will," I snapped. "Now leave us alone, Machi!" The plant's eyes widened and he quickly dropped down into 'hiding' mode. Link scowled at me, but still nudged Crimson back into a dash.
Link and I raced about half a mile before we were blocked off by red moblins. I froze and quickly teleported somewhere else high. I stared down at them. If they told Demise that I was with the hero... No, if they told Demise there was a hero...
Link looked for me a second, but he grabbed his blade and dropped down from Crimson. The idiotic creatures screeched in a foreign tongue as they waved their clubs. Soon enough they fell into a battle stance. The moblin went into a defensive mode, holding the club in front of him. Link looked started and hit the club directly on the top. The moblin retorted with slamming the club into Link's gut. Link yelped, and scrambled from the second blow in motion. He held his stomach for a moment before he raised his sword again, a new type of fire in his eyes.
The moblin raised its club again, and Link dove in. He took two large swings at the creature's stomach. The creature tried to jerk away but ended up just falling over in a hissing soul. Link took care of the other moblins as if they were nothing.
Deku babas appeared from the ground and snapped at his ankles. Luckily for Link this wasn't his battle. Crimson charged over, ripping the vines out of the ground with his talons. Maybe bird brain could be put to use.
I slid off the tree branch and walked back over. Link stared at me, and pointed to his stomach. I waved him off, "I'm not healing you until the temple, you must learn to tolerate pain." He sighed. A quick whistle for Crimson and we were on our way again.
We found the elder after a rather exhausting wild goose chase. Link walked up to him, tapping his back lightly.
"Kwii?" The elder rose from his hiding position, towering over the hero. Towering over me. "Kwee, can I help you?" Link nodded and pointed towards the temple. "You want to go into the temple?" Link nodded. "Oh! Are you going to kill all those badddies, Kwee?" Link hesitated, but nodded. "Then you'll need this..." The elder face planted.
Link waited a second before climbing on the elder's back. He rummaged around in the grass on the elder's back before pulling up a slingshot. His face beamed and he held it up like it was the greatest thing ever. Fi quickly told him the uses of it. Link sat down and slid off the elder's back.
The kikwi jumped back up and smiled. "Good luck, Link! The name of a hero, kwii!" Link blushed faintly. "Try hitting that vine over there to proceed to the temple!" Link nodded.
He walked over to the edge of the raised platform they were one. He loaded the slingshot and aimed for the vine. Miss, miss, miss, success! He grinned wider, ever so pleased with himself. He used the vine and hopped over. I followed easily. Crimson was another story. He stared at the gap, and backed away.
"C'mon, birdbrain!" I snapped. Crimson glared. He stepped back and raised his wings. Was he going to fly...? He charged forward, grabbed the vine with his beak, and used it to land himself on the other side. He walked proudly afterwards.
Link would stop ever-so-often, and simply admire his surrounding. Such as the large structure before he reached the trail to the temple. He climbed it to the top and stared at the statue. He placed his hand on it, and the statue burst into life. I now glowed a warm purple, activated and ready to use.
"That's a bird statue," I said, startling him from his daze. "You may be able to use it later, but right now you don't have the proper equipment. Link nodded and dashed down the stairs. He climbed the miniature cliff, and ran for the temple.
I have to say, nothing was interesting until we met this goron. He pointed to this fairy like cube; schooling us on it. Link had sat down in the grass, pretending to listen to the lecture. Eventually he got bored enough to draw forth his sword.
Fi danced outside of the sword and pointed, if you call lifting one ruffly arm towards something pointing, and quickly told him to do a skyward strike. The goron's eyes widened and he did a little dance in his place.
Link took a stance and raised his sword towards the heavens. The light filled the sword until the sword glowed a skyish blue. He snapped the sword towards the cube. The cube turned white before it shot off like a bomb into the sky. The goron's jaw had dropped.
"We need to get going," I snapped. The goron seemed disappointed, but nodded. Link stretched, whistled for Crimson, and followed me to the temple.
Link stared at the lock door. A puzzle already? He searched around until he found a stone tablet. He didn't tell me what it said but he ran back quickly to the door. He loaded his slingshot, aimed at a funny looking thing on the ceiling, and shot. The door slid open. Link looked back at me and smiled.
I closed my eyes and sighed. I am officially disobeying Master Demise...
RikuTakano: Oh yes, feeear the Sheika. XD
MrMyshka: Thank you for the compliment :)
WolfenAmphithere: His almighty badass skills... XDD Changing a diaper... like a badass~
Kitsune1818: Thanks for the review :) I think I put Impa out of character in a way, yes, but I will try to keep it to a minimum unless I have to progress the story. I see in a way that she's determined to get what she needs, if kids stand in her way, she will quickly dispose of them again. Then again, its coming from Ghirahim's point of view, so it'd make sense for her to seem a bit evil, in his eyes at least.
FadingPhantoms (first review): Awh, thanks for the review~! I'm glad you like it~
FadingPhantoms (second review): You can review on every chapter I won't mind w and I'm glad you enjoy it~
FadingPhantoms (third review): Oh, I never realized how much of a hard time I give Ghirahim until just now. XD
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