The walk to the Rafferty home seemed endless. Breanne constantly glared back at Dark to make sure he hadn't wandered off, and Dark had thrown Vincent over his shoulder since he refused to walk.
They got a few odd looks.
"Geez, how much farther is it?" Dark whined.
"Only a few more minutes," Breanne glared back at him, "And stop whining! Its annoying,"
"Thats why I'm whining,"
"Stop it or I'll cut you down, shadow." Breanne snapped back at him, pulling the hood of her cloak farther over her face. She turned back to see the Rafferty home in the distance; she smirked to herself. The time was almost at hand.
"So, what is this ritual anyways?" Dark asked, loudly.
Breanne turned and shushed him, once again glaring. "Do not speak so loudly! You never know who might be listening." She hissed quietly, "Besides, guards could be looking for us... couldn't you be a little." She looked him over as he was carrying Vincent, "Inconspicuous?"
"Please, baby, you know me." Dark flashed a grin, "I'm never inconspicuous."
Breanne stared at him, "That deserves a punch to the crotch." She said after awhile, noticing he slowed significantly so he wasn't in arm's reach of her. She grinned and looked back in front.
Dark frowned, "You're such a buzz kill." He told her, "Why can't you be more fun?"
"She is a kidnapper," Vincent muttered, earning a slap to the back.
"Because," Breanne sighed, glancing back at Dark. "Why do you care? You're working for Ganon?" She quickened her pace slightly, wishing to get to the Rafferty home as quickly as possible.
Unfortunately, it had wished to come to her.
She bumped into a man in a cloak, and glared up only to notice it was Radwan.
"Radwan," She asked curiously, frowning, "What are you doing here?"
"I could inquire the same thing," Radwan said, his voice dripping with disdain.
Breanne scowled. "I came to visit you, of course. I trust the ritual has been taking care of?" She asked, dropping her voice to a whisper.
Radwan nodded, "Yes, it is." He glanced over Breanne to see Dark staring at them. "Who is that?"
"Thats just Dark," Breanne replied flatly, pointing a thumb back at her companion, "He's a gift from Ganondorf." She looked back at him to see him staring. "What the hell are you looking at?" She snapped.
"Its like a match made in heaven," Dark said, sounding slightly in awe, before bursting out laughing.
Breanne growled, cheeks growing slightly red. "What the hell is that supposed to mean!" She snarled at him.
"Is he implying what I think he is?" Radwan asked, looking rather disgusted. He shook his head, and looked back at Breanne, "Are we going to go now?" He asked.
Breanne turned back to look at Radwan, "Yes," She hissed angrily, before turning and slapping Dark on the head. "Stop your laughing, idiot. Its time for the ritual." She barked at him.
Dark caught his breath and nodded, nearly falling over from having to carry Vincent and his lack of breath. "Heh, yeah... you got it." He replied, grinning widely.
Breanne rolled her eyes, muttering 'idiot' under her breath before her and Radwan made their way back towards the house.
Dark grinned, following them, holding onto Vincent tightly as he squirmed. "Don't worry, kid! You're life will be over sooner then you think." He said quietly to him.
The hooded man had been snooping around Radwan's office for quite some time, looking for something he most likely wouldn't find. He sighed, putting his hands on his hips, "Well damn!" He said, defeated, "I infiltrate this place just to find out he doesn't have it here? I'm disappointed." He sighed. If only Gerlinde was here, she would probably find it. He sighed once more, knowing he relied too much on his minion, but after the Shadow Link incident... He shuddered, not wanting to think back on that.
"I wonder when those fools are going to be back..." He muttered, folding his arms and turning to look at the door. The office was on a lower level, very close to the front door, so if they came now he probably wouldn't have time to get out. He frowned, pushing the hood off his head; no one would recognize him here, so he was safe. On first glance, if you knew anything about Hyrulian lore, you would be able to tell that it was indeed Vaati, the wind mage. He had the same long violet hair, pale skin with a slight purple tinge and blood red eyes.
"That other person he's working for must have it." He rubbed his chin absentmindedly, still gazing at the door. He would have to get Gerlinde on that... He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard someone shout 'Alistair! This way!'. He quickly pulled the hood over his head again and stealthily made his way out of the room, though nearly tripping on the door frame, just as that bastard's daughter, Ruana, and another gentlemen around her age ran into the home.
Alistair frowned, "Uh, what are we doing here?" He asked nervously; if any of his family found out he was here, he would definitely be scolded, whether or not he was looking for his brother.
"We came here to ask my dad if he knows anything!" Ruana replied with a smile, leading him into her father's now empty office. "Oh... he doesn't seem to be here..." She said, her smile fading.
"Lets leave then," Alistair said quickly, "I shouldn't be here, anyways."
"Oh, calm down! We're looking for your brother, so its perfectly safe." Ruana said, waving a hand dismissively at him.
"But-"
"No buts! Now, come on, I bet theres something in here that could help us." Ruana said, walking over to her father's desk, seeing all the papers strewn about on the floor. "Hey, this wasn't..." She paused, looking closely to see the signs that someone had looked through the papers. "Someone looked through these!" She exclaimed.
Alistair stood in the door frame, nervous, when he heard someone nearby mutter 'damn it'. He looked over to see the hooded man slowly making his way away from the office. "Hey," He called.
Vaati half turned, frowning. "Uh... me?" He asked.
"Yeah," Alistair turned and walked over to them, a disapproving look now on his face. "Did you look through Radwan's stuff?" He asked, folding his arms.
Vaati turned to look at him, though he was much shorter, and grinned sheepishly. "Why, of course not, boy! Why would I do such a thing?" He asked, though nervousness crept into his voice.
Alistair raised an eyebrow, obviously not buying it. "Really," He asked slowly, sounding skeptical, "Then do you happen to know who did?"
Vaati shrugged, "Uh... I don't- OH MY GOSH, IS THAT GUY ON FIRE!" He exclaimed, pointing at the windows behind Alistair.
Alistair turned halfway to see nothing, only to look back to see the man was now gone. He scowled.
Ruana came out of the room and sighed, "I didn't find anything." She said sadly, "Sorry, Alistair."
Alistair shook his head and walked over to her, "Its alright, Ruana... I know you tried..." He said, patting her on the shoulder when he reached her.
Ruana frowned, "I just wished I could've helped more..." She muttered, sniffing.
"Ah, Ruana, its okay!" Alistair said, eyes widening. Was she really crying over this? He shook his head and pulled her into a hug. "Its alright, I know you tried your best... I mean..." He trailed off.
Ruana hugged him back, burying her face in his chest. "Thanks, Alistair."
"Daaamn, Radwan, is that incest I see?"
"They're a different race, dumbass!... OH CRAP."
Alistair and Ruana turned to see a cloaked figure shoving a man in black behind a wall, causing him to fall and drop something he was carrying.
Radwan stood in the doorway with the woman, looking positively unamused.
"Daddy," Ruana exclaimed, her face lighting up as she let go of Alistair.
"Yes, Ruana," Radwan sighed, "Um... do you mind taking Alistair... elsewhere? I have important work to do with this person." He said flatly, motioning to the robed woman.
Ruana nodded, "Um... yeah, but we were wondering if we could ask you something first." She said happily, beaming at him.
Radwan sighed inwardly and nodded, "Sure... sure, what is it you wanted to ask?"
"Well, uh, I was helping Alistair look for Vincent and we were wondering..." She paused and dug the toe of her boot in the ground nervously, "Do you know anything about it?"
The two in the doorway froze, staying silent, before laughter bubbled up from behind the wall. The robed woman shoved her foot in that direction, the laughter dissolving into a yelp and a, "WHAT THE HELL, BREANNE!"
"Shut up, you deserved it." She snapped back, glaring down at him, "Now shut up."
Radwan regained his composure and coughed, "Well, uh... no, not really." He replied, trying his best to keep his face straight; he was a terrible liar.
Ruana raised an eyebrow and folded her arms, now frowning. "Is that so?" She asked in nearly a hiss, "Are you going to prove the rumors true, Father?"
Breanne then looked at Radwan, "Wow," Was all she said, though she sounded extremely unpleased.
Radwan shook his head again, "Y-Yes!" He exclaimed, "I am quite positive I know absolutely nothing about Vincent!"
Ruana stared at him for a few seconds, then let her arms fall back to her sides. "Alright, dad." She said finally.
"Now, can you use the back door?" Radwan asked, motioning for them to leave.
"Why," Ruana asked.
"Because daddy has business to attend to, so take Alistair and-"
"Alistair!"
Suddenly it felt as if everything went in slow motion, and Breanne's heart dropped; she had only heard it a few times, but that was definitely Vincent's voice. She turned to see him pop up behind the window, then her worried eyes immediately shot to Dark, who had Vincent's foot in his crotch, and was wincing. She growled.
Radwan's eyes widened as well, and though he knew it wouldn't work, he opened his mouth and said, "Its... its a miracle!" Only to see the disapproving eyes of his daughter.
"V-Vincent!" Alistair exclaimed, surprised, "What are you doing here!"
Vincent turned to run through the door, passing the cringing Dark only to have Breanne grab him by the arm and pull him back. She whipped out the dagger form her belt and held it to his neck, "Damnit, Radwan, you really are an idiot." She hissed at him, "I should've killed you when I had the chance!"
The room went still.
Everyone was in utter shock.
Alistair and Vincent were staring at each other, both looking frightened, while Ruana was staring intently at Radwan, confused.
Radwan was focused on Breanne, his eyes wide with terror, and she was simply glaring back him, gripping Vincent and the sword as tightly as she could.
"Wh-what," Radwan asked breathlessly.
"I knew you were dead weight from the start," Breanne snarled at him, "All we need was a home, and mine could've worked just fine, or maybe a forgotten warehouse, but no! The superiors had to pick you- you for heaven's sakes! WHY THE HELL WOULD THEY CHOOSE YOU! So what if you're in the middle of a power struggle! That makes it all the more ridiculous!" She sent a quick glance at Dark, who was still recovering, before resting her eyes back at Radwan.
"D-Dad..." Ruana said, "You... you helped her kidnap Alistair's little brother?" She looked near tears.
"How could you!" Alistair yelled in a rage, reaching for the sword at his belt.
Breanne's eyes snapped towards him, "I wouldn't do that if I were you boy! ONE MORE MOVE AND YOUR BROTHER'S HEAD COMES CLEAN OFF!" She yelled, pushing the dagger against his neck.
Radwan was in a state of shock. They only used him? But... he had devoted so much and... he couldn't wrap his head around this. "But... but..."
"You're lucky you've lived this long." Breanne hissed, turning her attention back to him, "I was going to kill you sooner, but the superiors said they needed you. Tch. So then I had to settle to killing you after the ritual." She smirked at him.
Dark recovered, sitting up and frowning. "You still are the Breanne I know," He said flatly.
"The one and only," Breanne sneered, looking back at Alistair, "Now, whats it going to be? Are you going to back away slowly and leave, or are you going to make me cut your brother's little head off? Hmm?"
Alistair glared at her, reluctantly pulling his hand from his sword. "Fine," He snapped, taking a few steps back, "Go ahead..."
"Dark, make sure those two don't do anything funny." Breanne said, glancing back at him.
"Yeah, sure." Dark said flatly, fading back into the shadows only to reappear in front of Ruana and Alistair a few seconds later.
Radwan was still in the doorway, but was obviously too shocked to do anything.
Breanne advanced towards the stairs leading to the basement, "Have fun, you two."
"Woah, woah, woah,"
Breanne looked over to see the hooded man take a step back into the room, his arms folded over his chest. "Who are you? And what are you doing stopping me? You're wearing the group's insignia." She snapped, sounding confused.
Vaati scowled, pulling the hood of his cloak off, "I Will not permit you to bring Ganondorf back!" He exclaimed, smirking.
Breanne stared at him. "...Why? Who are you?" She asked flatly.
Vaati's smirked faded, "Seriously," He asked, sounding annoyed, "SERIOUSLY? NO LOVE FOR THE WIND MAGE, HUH? I GET NO SUPPORT. EVEN MY MINIONS ARE CRAP. GANON GETS ALL THE GOOD ONES! He even got Zant!" He barked, "Damn him..."
Breanne raised an eyebrow, annoyed. Who was this guy, and what was he going on about?
Dark cocked his head, "Ohh, you're the pansy mage guy from that one time, aren't you?" He said, then nodded, "I remember you."
Vaati turned to glare at Dark, "Eh? W-Whatever!" He exclaimed, then looked back at Breanne. "I won't let you bring back Ganondorf! If someone's going to take over this kingdom, its going to be me." He snarled, frowning.
"Really? You and what army?" Breanne's lips twitched into a smirk, "Two against one? Seems slightly unfair."
"Well no, because three others in the room want to beat the crap out of you, too." Vaati sneered, pointing a thumb at Alistair and Ruana scowling in the corner.
Breanne frowned, "Like they can stop me," She hissed at him.
"Maybe not..." Vaati caught movement from the corner of his eyes, and a smirk played across his lips. "But my partner can..." He turned to see the shadow-y figure of a woman in a long dress standing there. "Gerlinde, would you please?"
"G-Gerlinde!" Alistair exclaimed.
A woman with long red hair stepped out of the shadows, smiling devilishly. "Remind you of anyone?" She asked, directing this at Breanne.
Breanne scowled, "Seriously? How many times do you think the history card has been played?" She snapped, "A lot- I've gotten used to it."
The woman pouted, folding her arms, "Really, dear? Thats no way to greet me." She chuckled, reaching behind her back and grabbing a scythe that had not been there before.
"Gerlinde, take care of them." Vaati hissed, pointing at Breanne and then at Dark, "I want no one in this room left alive."
The woman looked at Vaati, "And you expect me to do this all by myself?" She inquired, raising an eyebrow.
Vaati sighed, un-doing the tie on his cloak and pulling it off, revealing a dark purple robe underneath. "No, I suppose not." He said flatly, "Just keep them busy while I turn the rest to stone- I think they'll be fitting for my garden." He then sneered, turning to look at Ruana and Alistair.