A/N- Thanks for the reviews, darthritter86, maximushyrule, and The-Saiyan-From-Hyrule. Right now, I'm working on making the chapters longer with a larger vocabulary.
Disclaimer- I don't own Zelda or Dareka No Negai Kanau Koro
Vaati closed his eyes, concentrating hard. Stupid brat. She was putting much too much up for a fight. How he wished that he could just kill her and be done with it, but, unfortunately for him, she knew something that he wanted more than almost anything.
That brat knew, somwhere within her memories, where the Book of Wisdom was.
Vaati knew that if he invaded her mind and took a look around, he would eventually find that certain memory. However, that brat was fighting back fairly hard. She was using her magic to keep him away, so Vaati knew that he would have to get rid of that. If not, that brat would figure out a way to get rid of him, which was not part of the plan, believe it or not.
For an instant, Vaati was brutally shoved from her mind. The man swore violently under his breath, wiping his persperated head. A man from his guard snorted under his breath and murmured to another guard, "I thought this guy was supposed to be ultra powerful."
Vaati turned to them, his eyes a burning red fire of hatred. The man recoiled at this, and even more so at Vaati's snarl. "Oh, yes? I would pay to see you do any better. This girl has immense power, but I won't lose to her. I will never lose to these fools, especially not this brat." He turned back to his staff which was upon a stand, allowing Vaati's hands to be free. A rather helpful littlle thing, even if many people thought of it as useless, Vaati did not.
"Heski no gamma Nakasht..." Vaati hissed under his breath, some spittle flying from his mouth. A darkness enveloped him in a tight circle. Vaati pressed his magic further within her mind, pushing even the darkness in. A thought came to Vaati, and he quickly did as the thought went.
He sealed her within her own mind and sent even more darkness within. It was, in fact, so dark that none could find their way, not even Vaati could find his way through it, and Vaati had been through a lot of darkness. In those eleven years, he had been sealed into darkness by Queen Zelda for trying to steal her book. The Book of Wisdom.
Vaati shook his head quickly, and began sifting through her memories. That brat was so lost within her mind, that she seemed not to notice him doing so. After a moment, she finally did, but she did not do anything about it.
Vaati easily flickered through the memories, trying to find that one certain one. There were thousands of memories, one for every day. There was one about a rainy day that she spent inside, drowsing on Impa's lap whilst she was small. Another when she had tried to explain that she loved singing more than she loved history. Another when she found a ladybug upon her pillow and played with it all that night. Meaningless memories that only fools were able to have.
Yet, somewhere within his own mind, Vaati found these mildly interesting. She had been raised to be an innocent. What had that been like, to not know everyday what had happened to your family? What had it been like to not know about her parents, and to only cry because she did not understand why a butterfly that had flown into her room and died? What would it be like to live that kind of life?
No... it was better this way. Although some of us dream about that sort of thing so we can no longer feel any pain and only feel happiness, Vaati felt that it was better to know about these sort of thing than to not. It was better to not be innocent.
One memory caught his attention. Zelda was gently rocking Malina and singing a song that seemed to have no purpose other than to comfort. The baby was beginning to fall into a sort of half-drowse. It was a sweet, sweet memory. One that Vaati hated. He wished, for a moment, that he had been able to have been there with Zelda and looking into the face of his future enemy, the face... of that brat.
Vaati sighed and brushed that memory away. He had been thinking too much lately. Right now, more than anything, he needed to focus on his duty. His duty to take that memory and put it towards his own reasons. When he thought of that way, however, it sounded so selfish...
The red eyed man swore angrily under his breath. What was he thinking? A thought suddenly and forcefully pressed itself in Vaati's face. That was right. If you spent too much time in the person's body or paid too much attention to their memories, you would begin to act and think like them. At least, that was what Vaati's old master had taught him.
Vaati began searching even more rapidly. He had to find it. If not... then he would end up being a goody-goody, just like that brat. The memory was locked tightly within her mind, lost in many folds of her mind. Vaati pushed through them, and blinked. At the end of all it... there was nothing. How could she not know? Everyone remembers everything, it just becomes harder to find the more that you don't think about it. But this... it was impossible for her not to remember it completely.
"You idiot!" Vaati shouted, his face turning a slight shade of red. "How do you not know?! Your mother showed you where it was! I know that you know where the Book of Wisdom is! Show me the memory!" That was not was Vaati received.
"Vaati..." Malina's voice crooned through the darkness. "You took your eyes off me, Vaati... that wasn't too smart of you, Vaati. I thought that you were smart, Vaati... I guess that I was wrong, Vaati."
The man's face paled as he realized the mistake that he had made. He had left her all alone and paid no attention to her. And now... that brat had obviously found her magic. But how was that possible? He had used the blackest night, the darkest darkness that he could come up with. How was it possible that she found her way through it?
"Vaati... I would like my brain to have only one person in it. And, as you can see, I can easily kick you out. However, I don't have to, Vaati. You can always leave. I'll let you leave, Vaati. It's your choice. Get kicked out or leave, Vaati."
Vaati's eyes darkened at both thoughts. If he left, it meant that he thought that she was too powerful for him to take on, and she could easily take it that way. She might think that she was very powerful and lower their defenses... or she might just highten them. It was slightly risky, so Vaati pondered his other choice, to get, as she so roughly had put it, 'get kicked out.' Not very appealing either.
At least his men would know that he went out trying. That... no. This was not a good option either. If he got kicked out, that would have his men know that he was not quite as powerful as he said. And that... Vaati shuddered at even the thought of his men, taunting him. Especially that man that had doubted him before. He would have even more doubt, and, most likely, spread it around. His men doubting him was almost as bad as that brat coming back and having the Book of Wisdom. But not quite.
"Have you quite decided yet?" That brat asked, being obviously quite impatient. But Vaati could not blame her. If he was in her position, he would have most likely done the same thing... ah, the magic where he turned into her in a sense was beginning to make it's way.
"No, but-" Vaati began, wanting to explain that these sorts of things took time, as he did when deciding anything, including what to wear that day. That brat had no such patience.
"I don't care! If you shall not leave on your own, I shall force you to do so!" The brat exclaimed. "Be away, fool!"
Vaati blinked as a bright light came from somewhere. For an instant, he saw what he was looking for. She had locked it away in her heart, and that was why he had been unable to find it. It was not enough for him to be able to tell where it was, but it was enough to see Malina's wide eyes as she looked at the pages on the book.
Even as the bright light surrounded Vaati, he smiled and laughed. A laugh that was crazed, not one that was filled with humor. It was the only thing that he could do. That brat had gotten a look at the Book of Wisdom, and could now remember it. This was a large fall-back that Vaati hadn't even begun to consider. It was... impossible to explain, and the most horrible thing that could have ever wormed itself into his equation. It meant, for Vaati, that he would soon die.
And that thought was why he was laughing.
Even as the black magic circle around Vaati fell, he still laughed, his eyes no longer firey. All of his guards, all of his maids, and Impa stared at the man, trying to make some sense of the insane laugh that was pouring forth. However, none could make sense of what he was laughing about until he spoke, hands shaking and his eyes full of more fear than Vaati had ever felt during his life.
"That little brat... she has seen the book. She has seen the Book of Wisdom." Vaati looked up, his eyes haunted. "She knows it's secrets. She remembers them now. She will kill me. She will find me and kill me. That brat will find me and kill me. I am going to die." Everyone stared in shock at this announcement, and, after a moment, one of his guards spoke out.
"Sir... did you find it? Do you know where it is?" Vaati turned from the guards and looked up, his eyes wide and full of fear. That book held all of the wisdom of the world... if Zelda had shown it to a mere child, what could happen? How old was the brat? Would she have the guts to kill Vaati?
"No." Vaati answered softly. "I don't believe I do. And if I did, I would certainly not tell you. That girl... that brat... I never suspected that Zelda would show her the book. I knew that Zelda had shown it to her, just the fact that it was a book and all, but I never thought that the woman would think this far ahead and allow the brat to see what is upon those sacred pages. Unbelievable. I must, now more than ever, find that girl. This time, though, I must capture her."
Vaati turned to face one of the maids. "Find a messenger, and send this message to Ashrak. He needs to not kill the girl, only find her and bring her to me. Even with her even more so enhanced powers, I need him to find a way to capture her. As long as she's alive, I really don't care how he does so." The maid nodded and bowed, leaving to find what he asked.
Vaati walked to his throne and sat upon it. His eyes were a violent red at the thought of that girl. Something was different about her... while she had spoke, it had not held that fear Vaati was so used to. She had held a voice that seemed to be more... mature. Not that simple little girl that he knew.
The thought amused Vaati and he removed one of his rings. He began absently twirling it between his finger, brows furrowed. His red eyes flickered momentarily to the ring. It was gold with a large ruby in the middle and intricate designs layered the part around it. It was beautiful, and didn't seem as girly as most rings would. No, the band was too thick to be woman's ring. Vaati held the ring between his two forefingers for but a moment longer before he slipped it back on his finger.
There was only one question that floated within Vaati's mind. When would he die? It seemed... too soon for his taste. Too soon to have to give up the power that he currently had. Once again, his eyes flickered to his ring. What was so special about it that it kept drawing his attention? Why couldn't Vaati remember where he had gotten it?
He had been looking through other people's memories, when he couldn't even remember some of his own. Vaati had worn that ring as long as he could remember, yet whenever he saw it, he thought about the past. Someone very important to him and given it to him. A gift that he would cherish forever. One that he had worn since the day that he had gotten.
That brat... why did his mind go to her when he stared at it after a while?
Torture. It was pure torture for Malina. Being alone in this darkness. For an instant, she wished that she had not sent Vaati away. Any company would have been better than none. But... no. She couldn't. He was pure evil that she preferred not to even think about. Yes, yes, let's think of other things... Malina thought to herself, trying to bring her mind away from the evil man that currently filled her mind.
Malina lay there, instilled in the darkness. It was seemingly impossible, even with the help of her magic, to get out of her own mind when she had been sealed there by someone else, namely Vaati. Perhaps she could do something about it later, but for now she was stuck.
In this time, Malina had begun to review things that had happened to her. Everything to her birth to now. To her surprise, there was a man in her memories everytime from birth to age two. Who was he? She could not say because he was shrouded in a sort of darkness. She had blocked him out it appeared.
The only thing that Malina could remember about this man was that she had loved him very much. He was constantly beside her, telling stories and whispering little jokes that only she would get. A secret treat when she was not supposed to be eating anything. A kiss on the cheek everytime that she went to sleep. A rose on her birthday. He was someone that had dissapeared from her life quite suddenly and painfully.
Malina remembered it...
"Mommy, Mommy!" Malina cried, looking around the room. "Whewe is he? Whewe is he? I wanna know! He gaved me dis wose and den he wend away..." Malina held the rose and looked up into her mother's wise face.
"Honey... he had to go away. He told me that he loved you very much, but he had to go away."
Malina's face turned pale and her eyes widened as she stared up at her mother. "No... NO!"
Malina pressed the memory out of her mind quickly. That was then. This was now. She would most likely not be able to remember that man, and would never meet him again. He was amazing, though. He had a way of calming her down when the worst case scenario had reared it's ugly head.
Too bad he wasn't here now.
The thirteen-year-old closed her eyes and sighed. It was so tiring... using her magic. And not to mention remembering all of those things at once. She knew that she would be able to use them to her advantage. Especially remembering that time where her mother had allowed her a look into the Book of Wisdom. A great opportunity, indeed.
Malina allowed herself to begin drifting in those memories. Those lovely memories. Anything from her mother holding her to a day that Impa would tell her stories to when Yuumei sang to even when she had been in that state of peace where all she had to do was sit around and listen to what elderly men had to say about the world. Ah...lovely and boring at the same time... and even, in some cases, a bit sad.
A thought hit Malina at one point. She could remember anything that she wanted to. Except, of course, that man. This talent could be useful as time went on. She smiled softly as she lay there in the darkness.
If you can picture someone under water and completely stretched out, not struggling at all, you would have what it was like for Malina, stretched out in the nothingness of the darkness, completely alone. You might think that it would be rather lonely, and you would be right. It was.
Malina closed her eyes and thought about that song that she sang when she was younger. The one that she sang until this adventure had really begun. It was rather silly now that Malina thought about it. And yet... it seemed to make sense for the life that she had been living back then. The one that Yuumei loved seemed to fit more so now than that other one. Unconsciously, she began singing it to herself.
"I've lost something important because of small things
The cold ring showed its glimmer to me
I said, "All I need is today," but that wasn't the case
The door to you vanished without a sound"
"The more I wish for your happiness, the more selfish I become
But still, I want you to stay, and I always did
When someone's wish comes true, she'll be crying
That way the door won't make a sound..."
A/N- Ah, there we go. Please, R&R.