Three chances Three left

Chapter five

* Vaati P.O.V.*

"Corona, I'm coming-"

"Ahh! Stop it! P-please!"

"You moron! Look at what you got us into! Oh, I'm gonna punch you until I can't punch you anymore!"

"Quit it! I know I have a nosebleed by now! Please stop it! Ow ow ow ow ow! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Enjoy what time you have left you complete idiot!"

"CORONA!"

I slammed open the door, and summoned a large enough gust of wind to knock Dread off of Corona, whom was curled up on the floor, trying to hide any vital parts of her body from him. I could hear her sobbing, and I saw various bruises littered all over her, as well as a few cuts.

I rushed over to the crying girl, knelt down, and picked her up, trying to give her a small amount of comfort at least. She clung to me, her sobs slowly losing sound until they went silent, and the tears finally stopped falling.

"What brought this on from Dread?"

"I-I dropped the mirror...And it broke on his foot..."

"Dreadison..."

I looked around for Dread, but I couldn't see him anywhere, there wasn't even a sign of the chain.

"Where did he go?"

"I'm right here lilac boy!"

I looked at the braclet on Corona's hand, and I instantly noticed that in place of the gem was a golden serpent like eye, that appeared to be glaring at me.

"He went inside the braclet..."

"H-he does t-that w-when someone tries to do something drastic to him."

"I'll take the braclet off and chuck him over the side. You won't deal with him again."

"No wait don't!"

I reached for the braclet, but once I got close enough to touch, a searing pain was on my hand, and I pulled back. I looked, and what I saw surprised me. A large burn mark was on my hand, and it was smoking a little bit. That's when it hit me. Corona was stuck with Dread, since the braclet couldn't be removed. She'd always have to deal with him no matter what. If the braclet was to be removed, the person would either have to be fire resistant, or a god, or extremely powerful.

"Does this happen everytime someone tries to take it off?"

"It's a lot worse when I try to do it m-myself..."

"Consider yourself lucky that your whole hand didn't catch on fire lilac boy!"

"Do you know of anyway to remove it?"

"Either Weak and whiny here dies, or the witch who sealed the two of us together dies! The former has a higher chance of sucession though, and it'd save me a lot of misery!"

"I believe that's enough out of you Dreadison..."

"V-vaati, your hand..."

"It's not as bad as it looks, I'll be perfectly fine."

She gave me an extremely worried look, then nodded and got up. I finally noticed what she was wearing as she did so.

She wore a simple long sleeved red dress with several silver bands on each arm. A small braid was on the left side of her face, and she had chosen one of the gold and rubie necklaces I'd picked out for her.

"Now, I say that you look like a royal right now Corona. And you said you didn't deserve to live in this kind of place. So, shall I take you to the study where we can start our lessons?"

"Y-yes..."

I gingerly took her hand in mine, and lead her to the study, smiling to myself as I made plans for Corona and I in my head.

'I am the king of this castle, and once I break her out of that shell of her's, she'll be offered the chance to become Queen. Hopefully, she won't refuse.'

* Corona P.O.V.*

"You're a very fast learner Corona."

"T-t-thank you."

"Why would you be teaching her anything lilac boy?"

"If I knew where his mouth was, he'd have a binding spell done on it..."

I picked up the book Vaati had been using during our lessons, and reached up to put it back on the shelf, back in it's original spot.

"Now Corona, do you maybe want to talk for a few minutes?"

"Uh...Um...Sure."

"Ugh, I'm gonna have to hear the two of you even more now aren't I..."

Vaati gave Dread a glare, then he turned back to me, offering me a polite smile. I felt warmth rising to my cheeks, telling me that a blush had decided to make it's way onto my face.

"So, do you want to tell me who chained you and Dread to each other?"

My eyes went wide, my heart rate increased, and I felt a lump forming in my throat.

"Corona, is something wrong."

I shook my head no, but too many horrible images flashed inside my mind. A dark room...Unbearable pain...Cold eyes glaring at me all the time...An expectation that I was forced to live up to...

I was trembling at this point, so many memories I'd pushed so far down breaking into the surface. My breathing became shallow gasps, my eyes darted around the room.

"Corona?! Corona! Look at me! What's wrong!"

"Moron! Did you have to ask her that?! Man, I'm gonna have to show you since weakling won't tell you!"

With a wave of Dread's hand, my vision began to blur. Then, everything faded to white.

* Vaati P.O.V.*

"Ugh...Ow, my head..."

I opend my eyes, and gasped in shock at where we were. An almost pitch black cell made of stone with bars on the door leting in a small amount of light. In the corner of the room, I heard sobbing, and looked over to find a small girl hugging her knees to her chest, crying her eyes out. She couldn't have been older than four or five, so why was she in a prison.

"V-Vaati..."

I looked over to my right, and saw a ghost like image of Corona next to me. Her eyes were filled with so much pain and saddness.

"Corona, where are we?"

"D-Dread sent us to my past...T-t-this is where I grew up."

"Then...Is that girl in the corner..."

"Y-yes...That's me when I was little..."

The cell door opened, and past Corona flinched, whimpering a bit.

"Get up girl. We're trying this again, and this time you will kill it."

I looked at the woman who'd entered, and I noticed quite a similarity between her and Corona, except that her hair was braided completely, a more sturdy build, stone grey eyes, and her ears actually looked more hyrulian than Corona's smaller and less pointed ones.

That's when it clicked. Corona and this woman were two similar looking to not be related. But she was too old to be her sister...So that meant...Oh no...

"Vaati, t-that's my mother...Gelo Virgil, the 'Ice misstress'."

Her own mother had done this to her.

He is learning more about her

Soon he will see the truth

That will make him watch her more

She may never escape from him now

A/N: To let you guys know, Gelo is one of the ways to say ice in italian. I wanted to pick a name that fitted who she was and her personality. So there, the more you know.