A/N:Hello everyone, Grr. Fanfiction. I had this all typed up and the site went down. Anyways, Due to the large amount of reviews I combined two chapters into one. You get more to read. Yea! All responses to the reviews will be at the end of the chapter.
Ghirahim looked at the group of women that stood in front of him. They looked at him expectantly. "Vlad, why are all these women here?" he asked.
"They are potential suitors," Vladimir answered.
"But I didn't ask for any," the noble said frustrated. He looked over the women to see Rahzel standing with Midna, they were speaking to each other. Ghirahim looked on with even more irritation. The Hylian has been so aloof that it irked him. "I supposed that the proper way to start this is for me to know your names." The noble stepped down from his throne to stand at the same level as the others.
He held out his hand and took the first suitor's hand. He brought it up to his lips looking quickly to the Hylian that was against the wall.
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Rahzel laughed at Midna who just finished her story. "You're taking this very well, Rahzel," Midna said interrupting the joyful moment.
"What do you mean?" she asked not understanding what Midna was saying.
"Look at him," Midna said motioning toward Ghirahim. Rahzel followed the motion with her eyes. The women that surrounded him were all giggling. They placed their hands on his arms trying to get his attention.
Rahzel's smile dropped to a thin line. She looked back to Midna, "It is what is necessary."
"So that's fine with you?" the younger woman said.
"When did you get such an attitude?" Rahzel asked avoiding the question, "I'm still your elder."
Midna rose a single eyebrow, " Answer the question."
"No, it's not fine with me," Rahzel answered before storming to Ghirahim. If she turned around, she would have seen Midna's pleased smile. The Hylian stomped to the noble about to chase away the females that were clinging to him.
"May I help you, Rahzel?" Ghirahim said before the woman said a word which made all the suitors turn to Rahzel glaring daggers at her. Vladimir shot her a questioning look.
Once again, all the words she would have said dried up. "I think we should be planning our crusade of the Surface," she said pulling at the first idea that popped into her head.
"Ever the responsible one, Rahzel," Ghirahim said with his dramatic flare. "If you would excuse me ladies, I'll be discussing some important matters with my knight." The noble made his way to Rahzel's side. He hooked his arm with hers. "Come Rahzel, there's a tactical room that we can go in." he pulled her gently out of the grand hall and to the hall.
"Thank you, Rahzel. They were touching my cape and my hair," Ghirahim said with a shudder.
Rahzel laughed lightly, "They did mess up your fabulous perfection." The noble grinned widely.
"How are you liking the castle?" Ghirahim asked feeling silence beginning to creep in.
"It is a lot larger than the one you had on the surface," Rahzel said, "I've already gotten lost a couple of times." Ghirahim chuckled as he opened the door to the tactical room.
A octagonal table laid in the center of the room with maps sprawled across it. A single bookshelf held more scroll that were undoubtedly more maps. Ghirahim snapped his fingers and the candles on the chandelier burst into flames along with the torches along the walls. The door closed silently behind them.
"Is everyone treating you right?" Ghirahim asked softly.
Rahzel nodded swiftly, "No one has harmed me." Ghirahim seemed to sigh in relief.
"Rahzel, may I ask you something?"
"Yes, but I may not answer," she responded.
"Are you okay?" he asked not looking at her. "You've been… dif-quiet," he corrected.
"It is nothing that you should concern yourself with," she said walking to the table and leaning over it.
Ghirahim stood across the table leaning in. "Those women seem to enjoy your company."
"Yes, they do, but I enjoy your company more," Ghirahim said leaning lower so he was at the edge of her sight. He looked at her expectedly.
"Please, let's focus on this," Rahzel said her voice almost begging. The noble didn't remove his gaze.
"Rahzel, are you here?" Midna's voice came from the door before it swung open. She looked at both of them standing around the table. "Your majesty," she greeted.
"Midna, we were just discussing our plans," Rahzel said relief at the distraction.
Midna walked to the table also leaning over to look at the maps. "You don't seem to have many plans," she said smartly.
Rahzel pulled a quill from a nearby bottle. She begun to mark different locations on the map. "Is there a significance in these markings," Ghirahim asked.
"These are the largest villages of the Surface," Rahzel answered.
"That was the reasoning for all our travels," Midna said impressed.
"Not all those who wander are lost, Midna."
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Link looked at the battered Sheikah that now knelt in front of him. "What happened?" he asked shocked at the sight of the beat warriors.
One stood up and Link recognized the warrior to be Groose's Sheikah friend (each Sheikah wore a slightly different outfit). "The small village of Ordon was attacked by the demon, Ghirahim," the Sheikah said.
"How many casualties?" Link asked dreading the answer.
"None of the civilians were harmed," the warrior answered, "He stole some relic and retreated from the village. When we attacked him, he killed two of our men."
Link looked over at the dozen of warriors in front of him, "He is this powerful."
"He received aide," the Sheikah said frantically. "It was her. The Bloody Knight."
Link could feel a shudder coming on. "That's impossible. Link killed her," Groose said, "Rahzel isn't coming back."
Link shifted uncomfortably. "I said her wounds were severe. She could have survived." The Sheikah and Groose looked at him in shock. "Let's increase the number of patrols around our borders. They will be stopped." The Sheikah left with a bow to fulfill his orders.
"Link, what will you like me to do?" Groose asked.
Link turned to the Skyloftian. "I need you to be my general. Keep our people safe. Rahzel and Ghirahim will not sit idle for long."
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Ghirahim laid a single hand on Rahzel's shoulder. Her red eyes turned to his. The noble pointed at her before making a circling motion. The Hylian nodded her head before she shifted and slunk out of his view. The sound of horse hoof falls alerted Ghirahim of their target. A handful of Hylians on horseback trotted along the path.
Two slow whistles sounded through the trees. Ghirahim grinned as he leaped into action. He landed in front of the horses, frightening them and causing them to rear back. Their riders fell off and the steeds took off where the noble knew that some of his followers would stop them.
The Hylians begun to pick themselves off of the ground. From the brush, Rahzel tackled one back to the ground and swiftly bound his arms behind him. A couple of more demons also joined her until all of the Hylians were bound and kneeling in front of him. Ghirahim lifted his head to look down at the group. "It seems as though we caught the patrol. Wouldn't you say, Rahzel?" The Hylian looked up at him and nodded. "What shall we do with them? Shall we silence them?"
The noble looked to see Rahzel's reaction. He didn't think anyone could look both shocked and exasperated at the same time, but Rahzel seemed to accomplish it easily. "No, they were just doing their job," She answered in her no nonsense voice.
"Fine, fine," Ghirahim said with a wave of his hands. "Tie them to that tree where they will stay out of trouble," he ordered pointing to said tree. The other demons followed the orders swiftly. The noble begun walking toward the village that Rahzel suggested that they took over first. Rahzel followed swiftly and reached him so she walked beside him.
"Thank you," she said softly. Ghirahim shrugged nonchalantly. "The village up ahead is a simple farming town, so there will not be much resistance. And once we evict the villagers, we will be able to support an army here."
Ghirahim draped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer, "You been hanging around Vlad too long. Your becoming a stick in the mud just like him."
"Yeah, he is kind of a downer. We should find him a girlfriend. Maybe that will cheer him up," Rahzel said with a mock thinking face.
"Or maybe a cat. On the other hand, I don't think we should torture another living creature," Ghirahim said with a grin.
Rahzel laughed and ran ahead out of his half-embrace. "So how's Addison?" the Hylian asked as she kept a couple of steps ahead.
Ghirahim thought of the one suitor that he didn't mind spending time with, but she could never compare to the Hylian that always remained out of his reach. "She's doing well," he answered through clenched teeth.
A scream stopped the conversation much to Ghirahim's relief. Without noticing, the pair had wandered into the village. Rahzel had already unsheathed her sword and was prepared to battle. Without any instruction, she ran through the homes. The noble watched as the villagers fled from her most not even bothering to fight her. The few Sheikah that lived in the village were a different story they ran to Ghirahim to attack him.
The noble dispatched them swiftly. Soon footsteps from the forest joined the fray and Ghirahim's subjects were upon the villagers. Rahzel jogged to the noble and placed her hands on her hips. "The village is clear," she announced pleased with herself. Ghirahim walked through the empty streets and Rahzel followed behind.
The noble grinned to himself. They have their foothold. "Can you sense it, Rahzel?" he asked not looking back to her.
"What will that be?" She asked.
"The winds have shifted. The sun is setting on the Hylian's domination of the Surface."
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Link leaned over his map of the Surface. "There has been no sign of the demons on our northern border," Groose said pointing to the appropriate spot on the map. "In fact there hasn't been any motion at all."
"It is possible that they don't intend to invade us," Fi said, "They will not have the means to challenge our control of the surface."
The doors to the planning room swung open and the loud bang drew everyone's attention. A Hylian knight walked in holding a scroll in his tight grasp. "Your majesty, I've come from the small village of Riverrun. The enemy has taken the village."
"What were the casualties?" Groose asked as Link looked down at his hands.
"There was none. They didn't take any lives. But they demanded that I give this to you," the knight said holding out the scroll.
Link took it and rolled it out on the table in front of the group. The script was written in beautiful cursive and filled the page. "Link and the Kingdom of Hyrule, your era of oppression is coming to an end. Consider the lost of the village Riverrun as a warning of what is to come," Groose read out loud pausing for a moment.
"We have no desire for a war, but we insist that we regain what was taken from us. All we ask is to be allowed to live on the Surface once again. However, if our plea is unheeded, we will not spare you. If you agree to our terms meet us at the Skyview Temple to discuss the matter. Sincerely, King Ghirahim," Fi finished. She looked over to the hero, "Are you planning to give in to their demands?"
The blonde shook his head, "Zel- I mean, Hylia banned them from the Surface for a reason and I will not let what she suffered for be in vain."
"What is the plan?" Groose asked.
"We meet them, of course and tell them that we refuse to cower at their demands. Groose, prepare a platoon and we'll head to the Skyview Temple."
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Ghirahim ran his fingers through his hair as he watched Rahzel polish her sword. "Do you think that they will come?" she asked not looking up from her task.
"They'll come. But most likely prepared to eliminate us," Ghirahim said pulling his gloves tighter.
"So you told everyone to stay at the village because?"
"If they were here, we would lose our single foothold. We can handle anything that the Hylians throw at us," Ghirahim said getting to his feet. He held out his hand to her and lifted her to her feet. "I hope you've been training."
She rolled her eyes, "Of course, I have been. It would be foolish not to." Rahzel closed her eyes to see if she could use her gift. And sure enough, behind her eyelids she could see Link and Groose with a dozen soldiers. "The hero is on his way. He a small group of men with him," she said informing the noble. "If we are careful, we can take advantage of the situation," she said.
"Put your sword away. We want to at least look like we are going to discuss this peacefully," Ghirahim said. The woman listened not a moment too soon. The doors of the room opened slowly revealing Link at the head.
"Look who it is," Ghirahim greeted playfully.
"Ghirahim," Link greeted with a nod.
"That's King Ghirahim. Please remember your manners," Ghirahim reprimanded with a click of his tongue. Rahzel rolled her eyes but just grinned at his antics.
"Then I will politely ask for you to leave the Surface. You kind has no right to be here," Link said fiercely.
Ghirahim growled and was about to lurch forward before Rahzel held him back. "Now is not the time to lose your temper," she whispered into his exposed ear.
Ghirahim gave a false smile, "Then I hope you are prepared for a war. I can ensure you that you will regret the decision you made this day. Rahzel, let's go." He turned on his heel and was going to walking away when the sound of steel sliding against leather. "Did you really just draw your sword?" Ghirahim asked as patiently as possible.
The noble spun to face the Hylians. Rahzel stood firmly between them. "Link, I suggest that we go our separate ways peacefully and prevent any bloodshed."
The hero narrowed his eyes before striking out. The albino stopped the blade easily. Ghirahim summoned his twin rapiers and charged at the two Hylians. The woman kept Link's sword locked with hers until Ghirahim was nearly upon them. She then sidestepped and spun out of the way attacking Groose who had just drew his blade.
The other Hylians joined in trying to attack their enemy. However, they distracted more than help as Ghirahim batted them away with either his magic or his blade if they got too close. There was a grunt of surprise and all of the warriors turned to see Groose looking at his feet in shock. On the stone ground laid the point of his red-hair. "That looks a lot better," Rahzel said watching how the red-head stood gaping at his lost locks.
"You are a styling genius," Ghirahim said with a smile before Link came to his senses and attacked him again. The noble blocked his sword and teleported out of reach. He enjoyed how the Hylians looked everywhere for him. He took this time to watch Rahzel battle the knight commander.
She managed to slip behind him and now was twisting his arm to force him to his knees.
"Stop this instant or I'll kill him," she announced bringing the attention to herself as all the Hylians stopped their futile search of the demon lord. Ghirahim reappeared next to his knight and her hostage.
Link looked to his friend in desperation, only to lower it. "Retreat men," he ordered and the Hylians trudged to door.
"This has been very fun, Link. And I do hope we can meet again soon," Ghirahim said as he wrapped his arm around Rahzel's waist pulling her close. With a snap of his fingers, the pair left the former hero alone.
A/N: Okay here's my response to your reviews:
-SaraTheAngelic-Rant away, it shows me that you care. And I love your metaphors, Vlad is like a meteor. I can't wait to write both Midna's and Ghirahim's response. Hmm, who should beat up Vlad?
-Nerdgrlsluvzelda-Well, your first question was answered; Rahzel isn't leaving again. I'm glad that you find them perfect for each other. I tried to have them compliment each other. And lastly, I love the couple name. Go Ghirahzel!
-black rose a.k.a jane- Thank you for the compliment. I try to pull your heartstrings. And I can't wait to share Ghirahim's reaction (as soon as I write it).
-Randomfandomgirl- welcome guest, You almost make me feel guilty for making you cry. Don't worry Rahzel and Ghirahim won't be separated (They both are stubborn and inseparatable). And I did think about their differing lifespans, but you just reminded me. T.T
-Crazycatlady- Why am I doing this? because I like punishing my characters (they've been so uncooperative lately. JK) Aww thank you, I try to make them 'click'.
-loveandmydreams- You're right. I do love them soo much. I have fans?! Yeah.
-Anibella-I'll try not to break your heart, but I can't promise anything. My favorite would have to be Ghirahim or... Rahzel. It feel a little shallow to say that my own character is my fav, but she became someone I could look up to and respect as a person. As far as why. Ghira is fun to right, most of the time. Rahzel is a strong person and I respect that. I'm glad that you like Vladimir; he needs some love now. Why did I start this fic? This is a hard question to answer. I could say that reading through fanfiction; I like the expansion of Ghira's character and I wanted to write a story where the line between villian and hero is thin. So one thing led to another and this was the result.
Whew, that was a lot of reviews. Thanks guys. Since you have been so supportive, the characters of this fic are willing to speak with you. You can ask them any question and as long as it won't spoil the story they will answer. Until next time.