"Wow, I impressed a lot of people with the last chapter. Eight reviews on the first torture! That's great! Thank you so much everyone! LXZ lover, Frederic Marile, Katttheamazing, JJ Dragon, Reyser3000, LxZrulez, Smash-the-Elder, and Hawktakesflight, you all rule so much for being good reviewers. And to answer your questions, Smash, the first two can be up to you and the third is just a preference shared by many people. In this chapter, you'll see my view on Ruto. But for now, disclaimer time. Princess!"
Zelda steps out onto the stage. "'Foxpilot does not own Zelda. If he did, Nintendo would confirm the canoness of the Link/Zelda pairing.' Wait, don't I get a say in this? What if I don't actually like Link?!"
"Princess, this is the craziest kind of writing in history; fans with opinions stemmed from things other fans noticed or made up or from things they think should be true. Be thankful some of us don't own the series, or there would be some really wrong things. If you want more, look up 'ZeldaX' on Deviantart. Odds are, you'll find someone with an imagination worse than mine. And with that being said, let's start this. Let it…Begin!"
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It was dark. And quiet. The only sound was the soothing rush of water. The problem Ruto had with it was that the water sounded like it was going over metal. But she couldn't see it; she couldn't see anything. Her bottom and back felt cold, like they were pressed against some kind of stone. Ruto started out being afraid, which turned to frustration and then boredom as time passed. To keep herself entertained, Ruto began to think of Link, her dear Link, as her dear king as they ruled over the Zoras, eventually taking over all of Hyrule and conquering the cursed fire-people, the Gorons. Then they would head to the desert—wait, was that a door closing?
Suddenly, light filled the Zora Princess' eyes. Giving a squeak of shock, Ruto closed her eyes and leaned her head back. "I know it's bright, so I'll just give you a minute." Slowly, the fish-lady became accustomed to the light and opened her eyes.
In front of her, holding a blindfold was a young man, hardly an adult. His head was covered by a gray, woven Feodora and his eyes were covered by sunglasses, even though the only light in the room was a single bulb on the ceiling. His clothes were heavily black—black pants and an unzipped hooded sweatshirt covered most of his skin. The rest of his torso was covered by a green shirt. Sneakers covered his feet and looked rather well-worn. Overall, this person seemed shady, but still kind. He had a gentle smile on his face that, though more amused than anything, still sent shivers down Ruto's spine. "Who are you, by the Goddesses?"
"My name is not important, but many call me 'Foxpilot.' Don't fear for your 'purity,' I'm not here for that. Which brings me to an interesting point. In Ocarina of Time, both the ZOras and the Gorons wear absolutely nothing, except for King Zora, the fat-ass, who wears a royal robe. The game was rated "E," yet there was clear nudity and blood in the last battle. How did they get away with that. Nowadays…"
Ruto had drowned "Foxpilot" out at "fat-ass." How dare this…this…peasant call her Father names! "You sickening Hylian! The royal family will hear of this betrayal!"
Foxpilot paused his rant and looked at Ruto. "The Hylian royal family? Sorry, but I don't answer to them. Nor am I Hylian. I'm close, but not quite. Anyway, I think they wouldn't care, really."
Something hit Ruto. She had dreamt something terrible last night; a Hylian had come and tried to kill her, but ultimately failed. Then she had gotten stomped by a horse. But that didn't matter now. The last words of the Hylian, as best as she could hear it, sounded like "fox pie-let." Could it be…? "YOU! You've been planning this! First, you invade my dreams with your minion, now you capture me and are planning an inexplicable evil. But not even Ganon has this kind of power. That makes you…an…an…" Ruto finally realized the danger of her situation.
"Yes, I am an author. But before you freak out, allow me to explain myself. I do not hate you, nor do I like you particularly. But a friend of mine started another torture fic and I liked the idea. So, I made one for one of the least-popular characters in the series. Namely you, Ruto of the Zoras. Please understand that I do this not as a crime against your people, who will never know or care, nor against you yourself, but for the entertainment of myself and all the crazed people who hate you with a passion. As such, this is getting long, so I shall proceed." Foxpilot ats Ruto on the head, then begins to freak out. "EEEEEWWW!!! Scaley fishy slimy! Hand sanitizer! Hand sanitizer!"
The strange human pulls a half-filled bottle out of his pocket and pours a bit of the contents onto his hands. He then proceeds to rub them together. "Uah…better. Note to self, never touch a Zora again." Foxpilot turns to an enraged Ruto. "Sorry, uh, lost myself there. Anyway. You will notice that you are tied up and are unable to move." This was true. Ruto was tied in such a way that she couldn't move an arm or a leg.
"So, mister 'pure author.' If you don't want me, what do you want" A mischievous grin spreads on the bearded face of the human.
Foxpilot reaches into the corner of the dark room and brings out a snake. No, not a snake, a tube of some kind. "The plan is simple, really. I feed you fruit punch until you explode." The author goes to place the end of the tube over her mouth, and then stops. "Right, gloves." Foxpilot brings a pair of gloves out of his pocket and puts them on. "Better, much better!" He then proceeds to shove the tube into Ruto's mouth and tape it in place with duct tape. "Duct tape; the tape of champions/men/insane people. Now available in several designer colors!" Foxpilot grins maniacally at Ruto before leaving the room.
"You won't get away with this! I-I'll just pee it out!" Foxpilot returns to the room, grinning idiotically this time, if there is a difference between an idiotic grin and an insane grin, and pokes Ruto between the eyes.
"I thought of that. That's why I had the creepy, exam-happy doctor from TP sew…the area… eh, sew it shut. Even if you manage to break the stitches, you'll have heavy bleeding and whatnot. Besides, the "piss-factor" is why I bound you to a toilet."
"Is that what this thing is? I thought it was a—gagulggumphguh!" Ruto's next line was cut off as the fruit juice flowed into her mouth. With nowhere to go except down, Ruto was forced to shut her conceited voice off as the punch forced itself down her throat. Though she squirmed valiantly, the Zora princess couldn't break the bonds nor remove the tpae that bound her to her position.
"I'm leaving now, since I don't want to be splattered with fish…whatever. But I'm leaving this camera here to catch the whole process, which I will review for my viewing pleasure later. Enjoy yourself!" Foxpilot leaves the camera on a nearby sink before walking away, humming the Star Wolf Theme from Star Fox: Command to himself.
Ruto was left alone to ponder her fate. Either she let her stomach explode from the non-stop influx of liquid or she could try and open her bum to relieve some of the pressure and ensure her survival. Neither option was pleasant, but the latter offered a chance to tell her Father about this menace to Zora-kind. Detemined, Ruto began to flex her glutes in a desperate attempt to undo the stitches.
Time passed, though how long was impossible to tell because the room was cut off from the rest of the world. Ruto continued to work as the fruit juice forced itself down her fishy throat. She felt her bladder swell and her insides become liquid-filled. Despite all of this, Ruto had to admit that this was a delicious way to die.
Finally, she could take it no longer. Putting everything she had into one last effort, Ruto managed to break the stitches keeping her from relieving herself. The pain was immense; even more so because of the properties of the rushing liquid, but she could feel the relief immediately.
Then it stopped.
Ruto realized that she was no longer losing liquid. Furthermore, she felt that her bladder was empty. It was with a sinking feeling that the Zora princess realized that her efforts were in vain. Her stomach continued to swell before finally bursting in a disgusting shower of red.
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"Dooooo! Dooooo! Doo-doo-doo-doo doodoodoo! Bom bom!" Foxpilot walked down the hall to the bathroom where Ruto had been kept. It had been 24 hours and he wanted his money—er, it was time to see the results of the "experiment."
The first thing he noticed when he reached the door was the stain of red that had spread along the carpet, covering several square yards. Or meters for those who don't use the Imperial System. The next was the almighty awful stench emanating from the doorway. Opening the door by a mere crack, Foxpilot peered inside with one eye and examined the final product.
Guts and juice were everywhere, intermingled with each other so that there was no way to tell the blood from the beverage. Ruto herself sat on the toilet still, stomach burst wide open. Opening the door fully, Foxpilot picked his way over to the fish-woman. "I can tell you're alive. I can literally see your lungs moving. You're impressive at surviving, for sure." Ruto opened one eye weakly and tried to mutter something. "You want to know what brand, yes?" The afflicted fish nodded slightly. "Hi-C. You died from a massive intake of vitamin-c. Feel good knowing I gave you something healthy as a last meal…drink…thing." Ruto's eye blazed coldly before shutting and lolling over.
"I am not cleaning this up."
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"Have you ever needed to go really badly, but couldn't because you were in the car or something? And each bump made the feeling worse? Think that, only it keeps on coming. Also, you can speak while there's a tube in your mouth and your lips are taped. Try it with a plastic, store-bought water bottle and your hands if you don't believe me.
"Also, I do not own Hi-C and any affiliate companies, nor do I own Star Fox.
"This is the first time you see me outside of intros and ending segments, but not necessarily the last. And if you don't get my take on Ruto let me put it this way: I don't hate her, but I don't like her, either. She's conceited, irritating, snobby, and probably not a good idea for a Sage. But she also helps when she's needed, so that's it. I don't particularly like her, but I know people hate her with a passion. So this fic, though nonsensical and violent, is dedicated to my enjoyment of tormenting fictional characters and to the many Ruto-haters out there. There's more to come, so be ready. Also, if you want a character tortured alongside Ruto, feel free to ask! But each one only once.
"Random note: Microsoft 2007 does not innately recognize 'glute' or 'glutes.' They must be added to the dictionary. Ciao chow, all!