Chapter 5: Not so different after all
Princess Zelda's POV
"How dare you violate me," I hissed, "Have you no honor at all?" She looked at me with a deeply annoyed expression. She said nothing but proceeded to insert various objects inside my body. After she had severely poked, prodded and probed me she left the room. I was left alone in the dark cold room for several hours. I started to shiver. As if to my response or thought, I felt the temperature of the room rise. The woman in blue returned, this time with a black collar like object around her neck. She looked me up and down before staring into my eyes.
"Turns out you really are an undiscovered race nearly identical to humans in every single way." She said walking up to me, "So what exactly are you? I still haven't ruled out the possibility that you are space pirates, but it does seem highly unlikely. However, none of this interests me the most. No, what I am most curious about it is; how does a race as primitive as you appear to be, have such power? You disabled my powersuit, a task few can claim credit for, and were able to fire energy nearly as powerful as my own cannon from your arm, with no apparent weapon. Explain to me how all this is possible."
I squirmed in my bonds. I didn't understand what she was asking. As I moved my broken arm, my mind was suddenly distracted. It didn't hurt. I looked up at it to see it healed. I looked back at her, and to that black collar she wore, "What happened to my arm and what is that thing you are wearing?" She frowned, I assume because I did not answer her questions.
"I fixed your arm. It was quite simple really. If you haven't noticed, the rest of your body is mended as well. Where I'm from, it's quite an easy task to heal." She said, watching me with those cold, calculating blue eyes, "As for this," She touched the collar lightly, "It allows me to speak to you without my helmet. I made it while I was processing your DNA samples."
"My what?" I asked perplexed.
"The samples I took from you. The blood, the hair, the skin and the cells scraped from inside you. All of them contain your DNA, the genetic code that is you." She closed her eyes, then slowly opened them. They were frustrated and curious at the same time, "Nearly human. Eerily human. Yet nothing about this strange power you possess. I took several samples from your hand, arm and clothes. Nothing." She said as she pointed at the Triforce on my right hand. I could barely make out a faint glow to it, "No technology, no robotics, no cybornetics, androids, nanobots, nothing. Tell me how you were able to do the things you did."
"I don't understand what you mean." I hissed, "You are not native to this land so I assume you are unfamiliar with the Triforce, yet I find that hard to believe. The Triforce is the reason many come to this land." Her eyes examined me closely and I cringed a little at my nudity. I felt humiliated but knew I mustn't let it show, "The Triforce is the gift the goddesses bestowed upon us. I am the holder of one piece of the Triforce."
"This Tri-force... What is it?"
"It is a blessing of the goddesses."
"Yes, I understood that, but what is it?"
"I don't underst-"
"What is it? A bio or synthetic weapon capable of harnessing raw energy? How was it presented to you and by who?"
"It's... It is a piece of the goddesses. It was given to the royal family of Hyrule ages ago."
"No, no, you don't understand the questions. Enough of the fancy legends, do you know how it was really acquired?"
"It is exactly how I said it was. The Triforce of Wisdom has been passed down from mother to daughter for ages."
"So what you're saying is that the mutation only occurs in females and is passed down as a hereditary trait? Fascinating. Perhaps I can duplicate this mutated power from your DNA and harness it for-"
"The Triforce cannot be duplicated, if that is what you mean. Any certain Triforce can only exist in one person at a time."
"That can easily be explained away, I'm sure. Obviously the acknowledgment of this Triforce is sacred. Daughter refuses to use it, or is unable to use it till a certain age, by at which time the mother stops using it, either because she can't or simply doesn't. Does this sound about right to you?"
"The Triforce is not transferred by blood. The process requires powerful spells and sages. Only the holder of the Triforce of power can take the other Triforce without these things. The extraction is, most painful, to say the least. The physical form of a Triforce is a golden triangle."
"Interesting..." She said and paced away and back again, staring at the ground.
Samus Aran's POV
Clearly there must be two distinct races here. These Hylian creatures that seem so human, and a second race of unknown, highly advanced creatures. Before I could dwell deeper into these thoughts the princess began to struggle with the bonds. I looked back at her. Now that it had been proven she was part of a race with near human intelligence it would be illegal to treat her with much more indecency.
"Return my clothes to me dark knight..." She hissed as if reading my thoughts. I smirked and stood up. I walked up to her so that my chest pressed against her's slightly.
"We've been through this before, my name is Samus." I said, my face inches from hers, "And besides, I don't think you're in a position to order anything." I felt her body temperature raise as I pressed closer, in an attempt to intimidate her, of course. There was something exotic about her face. Maybe it was the ears. Either way, up close she was an unmistakable beauty, "Maybe if you ask nicely, I've give you what you want." It was unusual for me to act so unprofessionally, however, this near human was a special case. She had such a fierceness to her. As if she felt stronger or better than me. I refused to have anyone assert such a controlling air before me. I felt the need to some how assert my own control and dominance to her. As these words crossed my mind the feeling became stronger. I wanted to dominate this princess to prove-
"I refuse to beg, Samus Aran, dark knight of no honor. Whatever kingdom you belong to or used to belong to will surely punish you for your actions. I order you to return my clothes at once." She said strongly, oblivious to my attempts to show her who was in control. I grumbled to myself but grudgingly decided it would be for the best.
"Fine. I will give you clothes, however they will not be yours. I still plan to find out what you really are and how you use that Tri-force." I said and left the room. I returned with a blue zero suit identical to mine. However I had made a few alterations to it. It would pick up any influxes of power coming from the princess and try to disperse it back into the surrounding air. I pulled up a screen from a nearby monitor and deactivated the bonds holding her. She fell down lightly and made to cover herself with her arms. I grinned at the action. I wanted her to feel humiliated. She saw my gaze and perhaps understood my thoughts, for she made more of an effort to hide her embarrassment. I held the zero suit out to her and she looked at it suspiciously.
"What is this?" she asked in a slightly agitated tone. She refused to accept it as I offered it once more.
"It's a suit. Just like mine, with more or less a few alterations." I said frowning, "Take it." She met my gaze with a fiery intensity. Without breaking eye contact she reached out and grasped it. I released and she looked at it for a few seconds.
"How do I put it on?" She asked. I walked over to her, but before I had a moment to think she whipped it around my neck and began choking me with it. She forced me to the ground; all fours. I felt her put the weight of her body on my back. She had me pinned down on my stomach. I felt every muscle in her body tense with the effort she was putting in. Her legs were intertwined with mine and her chest pressed strongly against my back. despite the lack of oxygen I was receiving I still noticed the heat, of a certain part of her, as it was rubbing slightly against my lower back. I reached back with my arms and grabbed her by the upper arms and threw her off. She rolled and quickly got into a crouching position.
"You really don't want to screw with me. It's the worst mistake you'll ever make," I growled and crept towards her menacingly. I suddenly lunged at her, catching her off guard and forced her to the ground. I grabbed her wrists and slammed them to the cold metal. I straddled her about the waist and pressed my body close to hers. She continued struggling and I began to twist her arms. The struggle immediately subsided. She glared at me, her back pressed firmly to the steel floor. I was breathing heavily from the sudden attack and the effort to keep her under control. The need to prove my dominance was stronger now. I pressed my womanhood strongly against hers. I was the stronger woman and she was going to learn it, "I should have kept you bond. Foolish of me to think you would be smart and be submissive."
"Very foolish indeed. I fell for the same thing with you didn't I?" She hissed and gave a sudden violent jerk. I twisted her arm suddenly and she whimpered and lay still. Her hands, which were balled up into fists, went limp, my grip remained strong however. Her eyes stared steadily at me. As I moved my body to get a more comfortable position on her I noticed the hardness of her nipples.
"If you don't obey me, you could be in a whole lot of pain." I hissed back at her.
"I can stand pain dark knight. So much so that torture would be foolish." She said in defiance.
"Perhaps," I said and moved my knee to her crotch and pressed lightly, "However, I know that women have certain-," I pressed harder, "-weak spots." She cringed slightly. I kept my knee pressed tightly between her legs. My grip had relaxed slightly as I had done so and she dug her nails into my arm. She saw her opening and proceeded to bite between my shoulder and neck. I slammed her back to the ground, making sure her head hit first. With her slightly stunned, I grabbed a pair of bonds and quickly bond her hands and feet. With my body still pressed firmly to hers, my hand reached for her breast, "Weak spot..." I hissed as I began to feel it roughly. As my fingers trailed over her nipple I saw the fight leave her. Fear danced in her eyes as I considered what to do with it. Unable to think of anything my hand trailed down between her legs. Her eyes widened.
"No..." Was her quiet and submissive sounding reply.
"Yes, that could be very painful down there." I said and observed her. She closed her eyes and looked away. I reconsidered. To torture a woman in her most vulnerable spots would very cruel indeed. I drew my hand away and again pressed my womanhood to it. I rubbed it against her once or twice before deciding what to do with her. I pulled her up and picked up the zero suit. Our eyes remained locked, like two wild tigers, "I'm either going to put you in this zero suit or torture you. What will it be?" She said nothing but offered her bond wrists. I gave her a mistrusting look.
"I won't fight." She said quietly. I suddenly pushed her up against a wall and my hand went straight to her sensitive area. She held her breath.
"You better not, or things could get pretty painful." I said while I considered her neck. I sunk my teeth into it and she let out a small gasp but remained still.