Scooter: ((peeks out from behind a couch)) Ehm...hi? Eh-heh. I know it's been forever but here's an update. : ) I can't give any adequate excuse other than the fact that school has been kicking my ass lately. X.x This isn't meant to be an action chapter, but it's not filler either. We're getting closer and closer to the end, and Shadow is still on the brink of being good or evil (DON'T FORGET TO VOTE!). So, after five months of waiting, I bring you chapter 7, including a vague reference to a popular video game, confusion, Red unknowingly hitting on Blue, and awkward moments! I do hope that this makes up for my absence! Enjoy!
Chapter 7
"So once we go through here then we'll be at the Palace of Winds?"
Shadow rolled his eyes and gave Blue a droll look.
"Exactly how many times do I have to say it? Yes, once through this cave we'll be at the entrance to the Palace of Winds."
Honestly, Shadow didn't know how many more times he had to repeat it. It was obvious, almost painfully so, just how little Blue trusted Shadow. And yet Shadow had not betrayed them. Yet. The dark ink pointed straight ahead into the mouth of the cave and looked back at Green, Blue, and Red.
"We walk. We go in. We kill what we find. We get out. We arrive at the Palace of Winds."
"Will it really be that easy?" Red asked.
The other three Links looked at him and Green, luckily, was the one to respond.
"Yes it will." Light blue eyes sought Shadow's face and locked on it. "Right?"
The shadow did not answer immediately, but thought about it for a few seconds before he nodded.
"Yeah. Should jus' be a straight shot through."
Green continued to stare for a few more seconds before he finally turned to the gaping mouth of the cave. It was dark and ominous, and didn't fail to send a shudder racing down Green's spine. An echo shot through the cave, sounding like a low moan to the travelers' ears. Two pairs of blue eyes and one pair of red eyes instantly trained on Shadow, who looked just as spooked as they did. Red gave a frightened gulp.
"Well," Shadow said, his voice holding just the slightest tremor, "time's wastin'."
He didn't exactly want to be the first one to walk into what honestly seemed to him like the mouth of hell, but Green did not give him much of a choice in the matter.
Shadow's steps echoed loudly in the cave when he entered. He could tell when the other three had finally decided to join him because it got just that much louder and more annoying. Shadow didn't honestly know why he was so annoyed by the sounds but he hazarded a guess and pinned it on the fact that he was tired, he was hurt, he was nowhere near his full strength, and, again, he was tired. Very tired.
The passage ahead looked like it would simply go on forever, and with only the dim lighting from several torches that lined the walls, Shadow had to wonder if someone was actually screwing with them. Namely Lord Ganon. The stench was rancid and Shadow couldn't tell if it was because of the blood, rotting corpses, or both. Red proceeded ahead with a hand covering his mouth and nose. Blue, being the more macho of the Links, tried to grin and bear it. Even Shadow felt bad for him when he nearly threw up. Twice.
They didn't know how long they walked, but they at least didn't have to walk single file.
"I see a light!" Red exclaimed after what felt like hours but what only could have been ten or twenty minutes at most.
The red Link pointed ahead excitedly and the other three struggled just slightly to see the light at the end of the tunnel. After several seconds they saw it as well and began to pick up the pace. The four had barely started running when the floor beneath their feet suddenly shook violently. Red promptly stumbled and tumbled to the ground with a high squeak. Blue tried valiantly to keep his feet under him, but ended up with Red under him after also losing his balance and toppling to the ground with a rather feminine cry. Shadow and Green both latched onto the rocky wall and crouched down a little, waiting for the quake to abate. When it did, it did suddenly and without trailing off. One second it was there and the next second it wasn't.
Shadow recovered first, looking at Green before around as if the shaking would start again. Green was shaking minutely, more shocked than scared, and looked over at the other two Links. Both he and Shadow couldn't help it. They laughed. And it felt good to laugh. Despite the dire situation it felt good.
Red had somehow ended up on top of Blue, and Blue, unfortunately for him, had both his hands on Red's hips while Red's head was buried in the crook of Blue's neck. Still shocked dark blue eyes stared up at the ceiling.
Shadow could no longer resist the temptation.
"Hey, Blue, y'gonna give Red a nice ride?"
Green clearly wanted to give Shadow a look of reproach but found that he couldn't through his laughter.
Blue suddenly snapped out of it and glared a bloody and violent death at Shadow. He jerked, looking like he was about to leap up and slaughter him. Instead, he carefully pulled Red away from him, sat him up gently, and then helped him to stand. Then he gave another murderous glare to Shadow, only to be thwarted again. By Red.
Who had suddenly moved forward and kissed Blue solidly on the cheek and uttered a 'thank you' before backing up. Blue should change his name to 'Pink'. Shadow and Green snickered again, and Blue just folded his arms and defiantly looked away.
Wiping a tear from his eye, Green stepped away from the wall he'd been crouching at and looked at them all before back down the tunnel. The cave had not collapsed, he was sure, because it would have lasted longer, and all of them would be dead.
So what was it? Green thought, frowning.
"Let's get goin'." Shadow said as he moved back to the lead and started walking again towards the light. Green grinned at Blue and Red before he followed. Red just grinned back and scurried after Green, utterly oblivious to what he had just done. Blue, still blushing, grumbled a few choice words before he followed the others.
It took them only five more minutes to reach the light room which, it turned out, was merely a large circular room with three doors on the opposite side. The room was lit by lanterns hanging from the ceiling and torches lining the walls. Aside from those, there was absolutely nothing else in the chamber.
Red, Blue, and Green all immediately turned to look at Shadow, who just stood there with slightly wide black eyes and mouth agape.
"You didn't know about this either." Green said. He made it a statement not a question. Shadow nodded.
Blue did not look convinced, but he knew that Green wouldn't listen to him. Instead he looked over at Red who had started walking across the room to the doors.
"Red!" Blue hissed, and hurried after him.
Shadow looked at Green and held his gaze for a few seconds before following. Red stopped in front of the three doors and pointed to each in turn.
"Look, see?" he said, "There are these plaque things on the doors!"
Indeed there were. Blue and Shadow both read them as Green approached. Upon each one of the doors was a golden plaque that dimly reflected the meager light from the torches and lanterns. Letters were inscribed in each one, and the letters were clearly visible to the naked eye, almost as if magic had placed them. The letters on the door to the left glowed a deep blue. The door beside it had letters of a bright red and the final door carried letters the color of emeralds.
The four Links looked at each other briefly before back at the doors. Shadow gazed at them with a frown on his lips.
This . . . doesn' seem like a trick that Lord Ganon'd pull. . . . But he woulda caused that quake earlier.
Shadow's head throbbed dully and the dark Link grimaced. The time of day hardly mattered anymore; he had been in the world of light, the real world, for too long. A shadow needs something to tether it down, needs something to hold it so it doesn't just vanish. Shadows couldn't exist in the light, not without help. Even a shadow with free will, independent thought, and feelings had to have something to hold onto. Shadow had nothing to ground him, nothing to help him survive in the blinding light. It would kill him. It would be slow, painful, but eventually it would kill him.
He didn't want to die.
His eyes looked from Red, to Blue, and finally to Green. The three Links had their backs to him, examining the three doors closer. The fingers on Shadow's right hand twitched and his heart slowly began to thump more wildly against his ribs.
If I killed 'em all right here, right now then it would be over.
Almost mechanically, his right arm began to lift slowly.
Yes he was weak, but if he acted now then he would have the element of surprise.
All I have to do is kill Green. . . . If I just kill Green then . . . then. . . .
His hand was even with his head now, and still moving. The tips of his fingers ever so gently glanced over the hilt of his sword.
Then it would stop hurting. . . .! I could rest!
Blood pounded in his ears and blocked out the faint voices of Green, Blue, and Red. Two sides of Shadow, two different Shadows, rose up within him. While others saw an angel and a devil, Shadow saw two different parts of himself. And they were at war. The fought, not with words or weapons, but with will, belief, instinct. It was a perfectly silent battle that rang louder than ten thousand cannons fired at once through his mind. He wavered for a moment as the two sides warred with one another. Any train of thought was promptly derailed, leaving Shadow unable to move or act. Neither side wanted to give up, and the sound rose to deafening proportions.
It was impossible to tell which side won, whether it was the part of him that wanted to stay true to instinct and to what he was created (created, not born) as, or the part that wanted to tread the fine line of both worlds and continue to help.
The mind versus the heart.
Logic versus emotion.
Both sides suddenly exploded in his mind and his heart lurched violently along with his stomach and he thought for a brief moment that he might be sick.
Shadow!
Air rushed from Shadow's lungs and he staggered. Black eyes were open but sightless as the dark Link struggled to regain at least a tentative peace of mind. He felt a firm hand on his shoulder and three seconds passed before Shadow managed to clear most of the fog from his mind and focus his eyes on the worried (Worried?) face of Green.
Shadow's gasps for air echoed off of the rocky walls, loud and unerring. The grip on his shoulder tightened and Shadow slowly began to resume control over his own body. Green asked no questions but Shadow could see the faintest flicker of emotion in his sky blue eyes.
"Jus' . . . Jus' a bit tired s'all." Shadow whispered.
To Shadow's surprise, he realized the weight of Green's hand was comforting. It let him know that, for the moment at least, he was not alone.
Faint whispers of the war between himself rose up, fresh in his mind, and the dark Link forced the memory away into a dark corner of his consciousness.
The comforting touch evaporated and the silence transformed into something utterly awkward. Shadow felt Blue's and Red's eyes on him and the shadow straightened, looking right back.
"So," Shadow began, "the longer we wait, th' longer it'll take us t'get through." He raised an eyebrow at Blue, for some reason finding himself unable to glare at Red. If he had to, he would hide his weakness. Of course there was no 'if' about it: he had no choice.
Red's small voice piped up from beside Blue and Shadow looked at him.
"It . . . looks like each one of these doors represents something." Red paused and screwed his face up as he tried to find a way to word what was just on the tip of his tongue. A sort of light came into the red Link's eyes and his voice was excited when he next spoke. "I got it! You know how each individual Goddess represents wisdom, courage, or power?" At Shadow's nod Red hurried on. "And-And how each Goddess seems to represent a different color?"
Again Shadow nodded. "Din, power, red; Nayru, wisdom, blue; Farore, courage, green." He blinked when it finally clicked. "A test! Or a choice at the very least."
Green nodded. "That's what we think," he leaned nearer to the door closest to him, the one with the green lettering. He didn't look at the others as he spoke again. "Green for Farore and courage. I bet there's some kind of . . . test or puzzle that would require us to have courage."
"Which we have in spades!" Blue proudly exclaimed.
Their leader finally took his eyes from the door and glanced at Blue, a smile playing across his lips. However despite his words the blue-clad Link allowed his own gaze to be drawn to the middle door and he pointed at it.
"How's about a real challenge?" Blue demanded.
Three voices rang out simultaneously and promptly vetoed the idea, much to Blue's dismay.
"'Cause tha's jus' what we need, isn't it?" Shadow drawled. Despite the aching in his bones, mind, and soul he still achieved a rather disdainful air which he then directed right at Blue. "A 'real' challenge, huh? The harder the challenge, the longer it'll take us to reach the Palace," he sneered. "Try turnin' your brain on, Sparky. I've found mine quite useful whenever I have to think 'bout somethin'."
Green shook his head and refrained from telling them just how much they acted like an old married couple, while he went around them to examine the Door of Wisdom. Red firmly planted himself between Shadow and Blue and pushed the both of them apart with a hand on their chest. Still trying to kill each other merely with the power of their glares, Shadow and Blue both took several steps back. Red donned one of his default looks and turned huge, watery doe eyes to the both of them in turn.
"Please just stop fighting!" he begged. "It never does anything other than make things worse, so please stop it!"
As if by magic, both of the death stares vanished and the two quarreling Links merely blinked at Red in surprise that he actually stood up to them. There was something about him, something that both annoyed one to no end but also made him endearing as well as downright adorable. Hell, there were even tears in Red's glistening eyes and Shadow uneasily looked away while Blue actually blushed and looked away as well.
He was right about not fighting because their journey was nearing its end and every small distraction, no matter how miniscule, might be too much. Red was unsatisfied with Shadow and Blue's reactions, and so he took the matter into his own hands quite literally. Blue and Shadow felt Red clamp down on one of their arms and pull out. The two looked confusedly at the red Link and immediately grimaced when he forced them into a handshake.
"Say it!" Red demanded, sounding exactly like a spoiled child would when wanting something and was used to getting it. "Say you won't fight anymore!
If Red noticed the rather blatant surprise on their faces he gave no notice. Shadow sighed as he stared at his and Blue's clasped hands.
"Fine, I won't fight with Sparky anymore." The shadow found it impossible to resist giving Blue one last taste of the unsavory nickname.
The muscles in Blue's jaw ticked when he grit and clenched his teeth, but he forced himself to repeat the promise.
Cheer immediately flooded back into Red's face and eyes as soon as Blue finished the sentence, and he suddenly yanked Blue over to Shadow and bestowed a tight bear hug upon them. Shadow had never felt so relieved when Green finally reminded them that he was there by loudly clearing his throat. The leader struggled not to smile at Red's simply beaming expression, but the task got just that much more difficult upon laying eyes on the other two. A plethora of emotions were visible on their faces including horror, surprise, disgust, embarrassment on Shadow's part, and confusion on Blue's.
It's time to get serious. Green firmly told himself. I can bring this all back up later when Ganon and Vaati are dead, and Termina, Vio, and Zelda are safe and sound.
Right. Time for business.
Green returned to the Door of Courage and rapped upon the dark wood with a knuckle. The sound, though rather small, bounced off the walls a few times before near-silence descended once more. Shadow, Blue, and Red all finally appeared focused and awaited what Green would say with apprehension.
"We will go through this door," he had to let his lips quirk upwards at least a little bit when he resumed speaking. "While you three were . . . making amends, I gave it some thought. Shadow is too weak to go through the Door of Power, not to mention that it would most likely waste a whole lot of time and our energy. We are all clever, but the Door of Wisdom might hold one of the same issues: time. We have no idea what could be behind these doors so we have to be careful." Green rested his hand on the knob of the Door of Courage and half expected a jolt of some kind to rush through him. The green-clad Link was a little surprised when there was nothing. He turned back to his companions and looked at each of them square in the eye as he spoke.
"But I know that we all have courage. Blue is right, we have it in spades. On our own we are brave, but together we can overcome anything."
Those piercing sky blue eyes lingered longest on Shadow's face before turning once more to the door. There was a split second of hesitation before Green steeled himself and pushed the door open. The three behind him tensed in preparation for a sudden onslaught of monsters and were honestly shocked when the area beyond the door was pitch black. Green licked his lips and straightened before he took his first step over the threshold. Blue, Red, and Shadow all held their breath, waiting for a sudden cry of shock or the sounds of battle, but there was nothing for about twenty long, agonizing seconds. And then they heard Green's voice calling out to them, assuring them that there was nothing but blackness. His voice was faint and muffled as though speaking from a great distance away.
Red whimpered softly and latched onto Blue's arm, trembling faintly. As Blue was now captive of Red's hold, Shadow moved next and strode over the threshold into the darkness.
The very second his entire body was through the doorway the light suddenly vanished. Shadow spun in what he believed was a half circle only to be faced with more black. Normally seeing in darkness was no problem for him (it was one of the perks of being a creature of darkness after all) but his sight had all but deserted him. Eyes widened and he strained to see his hand waving mere inches from his face. Nothing. He was blind. It was impossible for there to be a darkness so complete, so perfect that would cause even the bravest of men's hearts to stutter in fear.
The shadow took an uncertain step forward and then another, and when nothing happened, when nothing suddenly leaped out at him. Shadow continued walking. Time did not exist here, he realized. No matter how hard he tried he could not remember how long he had been walking, whether it was an hour, or merely a single minute. The thought to call out for Green occurred to him and just when his mouth open, it closed again with a snap and a click of his teeth.
Something was approaching him in the darkness, he could feel it shifting, gliding, though he couldn't see. An indescribable feeling coiled in his belly and it made Shadow queasy. Not knowing what was stalking him made his blood pump more quickly and is muscles tensed. He sensed more than saw as it approached. Without another moment of thought, Shadow reached behind him for his sword only to grasp nothing but air. Slowly, confusion danced – waltzed – through him, the fear like the rest of the crowd, never wanting to move out of the way. His mouth opened to speak, and Shadow didn't know if he had or not, when the unknown . . . thing revealed itself.
Congratulations! Your fear has just evolved! Would you like to give it a nickname?
Yes, Shadow would. He would name it 'terror' or 'horror'.
Ganon, the Lord of Darkness, the only man from the Gerudo tribe, Zelda and Vio's captor, Vaati and Shadow's creator, was standing right in front of him. Shadow's mouth opened but Ganon did not wait for him to speak. His loud voice, commanding, penetrating, evil, ripped through the dead silence.
"Shadow Link! I created you; I gave you life; I gave you power and yet you have the audacity to turn traitor?"
Again Shadow's mouth opened, and again he was interrupted before so much as a terrified squeak could pass his lips. His eyes were wide, naked terror within them, and tremors shook his body. Fear paralyzed him and yet he managed to whip his head from side to side in fervent denial. Lord Ganon, his creator, his father, his master, swung his right hand out to point directly at Shadow.
"I know you! I know what is in your mind and in that false heart of yours! Your delusions have gone on long enough, and now it is time-" the shadow's head whipped violently back and forth even as his shaking legs took a step back "—for you to see the light!"
The very second the word left the King of Darkness' lips, Shadow as running in any direction, any, as long as he just got away!
But that was impossible. He had not run more than five seconds at most (Where are the wall/! Where am I? Oh Goddesses!) before a light, so blinding that it exploded in his head, erupted around him. White flames licked at his skin with a venom-coated tongue and Shadow was sure he screamed but did not stop running. If he stopped then he died. How long did those fiery rays tear into him? The dark Link had no idea, but it felt like an eternity before he saw it.
It just hung in midair in the light, a large, flat barrier between the light and the ground (floor?), and Shadow all but dove under it, rolling and coming to a stop on his back with his chest heaving. He could have sworn he was literally sizzling. His blood pounded like drums in his ears and drowned out his panting, desperate gasps for air. Black eyes clenched shut to block out the light peeking out around the edges of the wall; it was a futile attempt but he had to try.
"Shadow."
His eyes snapped back open and Shadow pushed himself up so fast his head throbbed and his vision swam before him. It took him about a minute to realize that he wasn't hallucinating, that he had heard Vio's voice saying his name. When a purple-clad figure finally came into focus Shadow sighed in a relief he could have sworn was palpable. A tired smile touched his lips and his heart began thumping again, though for entirely different reasons this time. Shadow's mouth opened to say Vio's name, say thank the Goddesses he wasn't alone anymore, only once again he was interrupted.
"I trusted you." Vio's violet eyes were darkened by emotions: anger, sadness, betrayal. None of the emotions that Shadow almost always saw in his gaze or face. Now Vio just looked like a shadow of his formal self . . . an angry shadow. Which was just wrong to think about because he wasn't supposed to be like Shadow.
The dark Link just gaped at Vio, stunned. He had done nothing to break Vio's trust in him. Nothing! Right? Desperate, Shadow attempted again to speak and was once again foiled.
"I told them to trust you, too, and all you did was throw it back in our faces," Steadily, Vio's voice rose in volume, and with it, Shadow's confusion. Wide black eyes fixed onto Vio, pleading, begging. Why did this hurt worse than Lord Ganon's anger? Was Vio's disappointment that much more devastating? "Why I ever considered that I might have feelings for someone . . . something like you, I'll never know!"
He was yelling now, advancing closer and closer, step by step, hands clenched to fists at his sides. Shadow screamed, honestly he did, but snapped his mouth shut only seconds later when he finally noticed it. The shadow froze as if encased in invisible ice as he realized that he couldn't make a sound. Not really. What happened to his voice?
Wait . . . where was he? Why was Lord Ganon here rather than on his throne? Why was Vio here instead of trapped in the Dark World? Why did he have no voice?
His pause cost him. His pause cost him badly.
Because now Vio was in front of him. Now Vio reached a hand out. Now Vio had shoved Shadow out from under his last protection and into the harsh sunlight. And the sunlight did not wait this time – not even a nanosecond – before it was ripping into him.
It was endless. The pain was utterly endless. Shadow honestly believed he was dying because how could he not be? With a pain so profound coursing through his body, Shadow wanted to be dead. It would be easy to just give up, he knew that very well, but a part of him (somewhere deep in his heart, Shadow figured) continued to fight and struggle.
That small, miniscule part of him fled to the recesses of his mind, a part that could still think rationally, beyond the burning, the throbbing, and the agony.
How had Vio gotten there? How had Lord Ganon gotten there? His voice had been perfect so why did it suddenly decide to take a break? And how the hell had he been outside? Never mind that . . . the light . . . even something about that was off. No light he had ever seen had been so . . . blinding.
Wait a second . . . a test of courage? Test? Courage?
That was it! That was the answer!
It took a bit of effort, a small mental shove, but Shadow forced his eyes open. Not open, but open. This time he opened his real eyes.
The white was gone, the roof was gone, and Vio was gone. Shadow was staring stupidly up at a slab of rock. The object grew lighter the more Shadow looked to the left, until his eyes suddenly burned and he had to whip his head back around. Laying in the darkness, Shadow opened his mouth. So help him, if he still had no voice—
"Ah."
Thank the Goddesses. Except for Farore. She's on my black list.
After finally convincing himself that yes, he was all there and uninjured (for the most part), he looked as far to the left as he could and pushed himself up on his elbows with a grunt of effort.
"You're awake."
Black eyes whipped instantly to the sound and his tensed muscles relaxed upon seeing the dim figure of Green leaning back against the opposite wall. Half of the leader's face was darkened by shadows and he looked weary, like one who slept for a long time but did so shallowly that no energy was regained.
"Blue and Red are still out," he said softly, and looked at them. The two were laying side-by-side (Green had probably arranged them that way) in the darker part of the cave.
Shadow looked back at Green.
"That was the test, wasn't it?"
"Yes, it was." A deep voice sounded from Green's right where Shadow had avoided looking, and the dark Link jumped, narrowly avoiding burning his eyes again.
"Who. . . .?"
"The owl," Green supplied, voice still soft, "I always forget his name."
There was a ruffling of feathers, like the giant owl was settling down. "Kaepora Gaebora."
Shadow immediately forgot the name but nodded anyway. No harm in being polite. The bird continued in his low voice, head bobbing up and down to an invisible rhythm as he spoke.
"The test was to show you your greatest fears, to have them play out like a movie. Almost like a dream. But if you were to die in the dream, your life on this side would be lost as well. You would not wake up." Shadow could feel the owl's beady (but so sharp and so clever and so wise) eyes on him but they were ignored. He knew now how close he had come to brushing and shaking hands with death.
Slowly, he looked at the other two. "If they don't. . . ."
"If they don't wake soon then they will die."
The sheer bluntness of Green's words admittedly startled Shadow. The green-clad Link had his hands clasped together tightly, so tight that his knuckles began to turn white. Sky blue eyes stared at a fixed point on the rocky ground and his body trembled faintly. He was scared, Shadow realized, scared of losing . . . not just his friends, but parts of himself. What would happen if one of them actually did die? Shadow had never really given it much thought, not really, and now the idea ate away at him.
"It's been twelve hours. Twelve hours since we entered that room and started the test." The words were dull, lacking in emotion, and Shadow did not like it.
But then the amount of time registered.
Twelve hours? But. . . .! Vio! I didn' check on him!
The purple Link sighed heavily and sat up on the bed, looking around with a bored expression. Where was Shadow? He'd lost track of time by now (Time? In the Dark World? Hah!) but he was positive that Shadow should have been back by now, or at least checked up on him. Anxiety grew within him and gnawed away at him. His nerves jumped at the tiniest of sounds. Vio had just been sitting and laying for hours and, yes, he had a great amount of patience, but there was always a limit. The purple-clad Link reached his.
He wasn't stupid enough to go out of the little cottage, no matter how bored he was, so he settled for merely meandering about what little space there was. Gah, he was worried! Why hadn't Shadow contacted him yet?
"Maybe something happened. Maybe something went wrong." Vio quieted, mind whirring until it settled on a most uncomfortable thought. "Maybe he's a traitor after all. . . ."
Being answered by silence was disconcerting. But hearing a voice behind him, that did not belong to Shadow's, was ten times worse.
"Here you are. Right where he said you would be."
Purple eyes widened impossibly as his mind spun out of control and disbelief that he had failed to notice he was no longer alone coursed through him. Vio turned to face the source of the voice and felt a sharp, painful stab of betrayal strike his heart mere seconds before all he knew was darkness.
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