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Chapter Six: To Catch A Hero
The sound of many hooves thudding against the ground. A familiar golden mare with the hero of the goddess atop her back. Link's hands mixed up in her flowing mane. Daring only a single glance at their pursuers.
Ghirahim was leading the horde. On top of a fantastic golden white hued steed. Silver and black tack contrasted well, no doubt Ghirahim's sense of fashion caused it, and to add to it his stallion had a matching face mask, likely to add to the look. His steed was tall and lean, glorious just like himself.
Slowly. Ever so slowly the demon lord and his steed were gaining on the pair of unlikely friends.
Link wore a panicked face upon seeing this. The horde wasn't the main problem right now. "Faster!" The green clad boy yelled to Elidora. Giving her a kick in the sides.
Elidora snorted loudly, trying to push herself faster. Her ears were pinned, her brown eyes blown wide. The limp in her gait increasing and slowing her speed. The mares injured back leg was covered mostly in blood. The pain was gradually increasing and wearing her down.
A snap of fingers could be heard, the mare didn't know what to think of it exactly but Link seemed to know what it meant. She could feel his small form tense up and hunker down low. The grip on her mane stronger than before still that didn't hurt her in anyway.
Out of the corner of her eye something black and red shot past her side. Immediately Elidora cried out in shock, quickly changing directions. Bolting into the cover of the forest.
Dodging and weaving past trees and bushes alike. Tree branches had her lowering her head, Link did the same.
The hero looked back again to see Ghirahim lost some ground upon entering the forest. Most of the horde was spread out and very slowly gaining on Ghirahim. His blue eyes scanning the area behind them when he hit the mare's neck and withers roughly all of a sudden.
Elidora had come up on a fallen tree and jumped over it during Link's glance back.
The green clad boy drew his shield and sword, still glancing back, Elidora knew something was amiss once she saw that.
Then pain ensued on her rump. Her gait slowed down by at least half, her head raised up releasing a loud pain filled cry. Dark laughter sounded behind them.
Link raised his shield, the sound of metal clashing as a dagger was effectively deflected.
Another unexpected thing struck the unlikely pair. Apparently the horde spread out to try and flank them. The golden mare got rammed by a bokoblin's mount. The boar's tusk made contact with her chest, it hurt and she made sure the world knew that by screeching.
Link whirled around in shock when his ride cried out and when she began to slow down. Slashing his blessed blade into the unsuspecting bokoblin. Who in turn fell off the boar, now laying prone on the floor.
The boy gasped when he saw a gore wound on the mare's chest, yet she was still running with everything she had. Adrenaline flowing through every vein in her wounded body.
"Enough of this." An annoyed and dark voice snarled. Then something shot out from a sturdy tree, looping around the golden mare's neck. A Diamond shaped chain tightly dug into her neck, going taunt when she kept going. Her body yanked to the side, causing Link to lose his balance and slide off on his butt.
Link quickly stood up, raising his sword and shield, seriously prepared to fight his way out. Elidora had her own problems.
The chain was digging into her hide, causing blood to seep out. She was only making it worse by thrashing around and struggling to get herself free. Never in her life had she come across such a painful means of capture. Chains instead of a simple rope.
Adrenaline was quickly escaping her body, leaving her dizzy and surprising exhausted. Her legs were shaking as her head was held low, giving the chain some slack. Ghirahim chuckled darkly at the sight of them both.
Pulling back on his stallion's reins, coming to a halt a few meters away, watching his minions catch up and surround them both. Dark hazel eyes staring at the golden horse's wounds. He in turn frowned in distaste. Patting his steed as he gracefully got off.
His glorious horse snorted in response getting a chuckle from it's master.
Ghirahim wore a cocky smile, snapping his fingers casually. Link tensed up and charged Ghirahim. More chains rose up from the ground, snagging the green clad boy's ankles. Causing the boy to fall over in his charge, still holding onto his sword and shield.
As soon as Link hit the ground even more chains rose up from the ground and wrapped themselves on his arms.
The demon lord sighs, sauntering over with a dark smirk on his face. "Skychild. You make things so difficult for me. It seems fair to make things difficult for you in return does it not?" The demon lord uttered, crouching down on the balls of his feet. A single hand on his face.
Link holds his tongue, glaring daggers up at the infamous demon lord. Soon the demon's attention wavers from the boy to the now again struggling mare. Staring at the golden horse in thought.
Soon Elidora catches his gaze and returned it with narrowed eyes. Snorting hot air out of her nostrils. Ghirahim lets on a frown as he stood up. Hands on his hips.
"I must say I wasn't expecting to see you again. How was the lake? Honestly if you survived that then maybe you are worth keeping around." Ghirahim said with little interest whatsoever. Cocking his head to the side, looking down at the still glaring skychild.
"Sadly I'm afraid you're little skychild friend will be coming with me. I can't have him ruining my plans." Ghirahim paused in his monologue, looking back at the golden horse and his minions surrounding them and him. "The question is, what to do with you?" Ghirahim rests a hand on his cheek, deep in thought.
Elidora stomped a hoof into the ground, snorting angrily. Her ears pinned flat against her head.
"Leave her alone." Link snarled, just now testing the strength of the chains, but to no avail. The demon lord looked down at the skychild with a deadly grin. "Now that you say that I think my minions haven't had a good meal in a while."
The look on Link's face was priceless to the demon lord. Pure shock and disgust. Maybe even some fear and anger sprinkled just beneath the surface. Then the hero began to struggle no matter how pointless it was. "No you can't do that!" The hero yelled, trying to get free of the chains.
"Of course I can spare her if you beg me skychild." Ghirahim was pacing back and forth now. The horde of minions were cheering at the notion of getting food. Elidora of course didn't quite understand what he was going on about.
Although she was getting very bad vibes at what was going on.
"Please." Link said while looking up at the demon, still glaring. Ghirahim didn't care, he found it funny actually. "Please what?" The demon taunted, looking down at the pitiful skychild. Link closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.
"Please Lord Ghirahim…" He said, his eyes still closed. "Now that's more like it. See skychild was that really so hard?" Ghirahim responded, snapping his fingers. The chain keeping Elidora trapped vanished.
Yet she doesn't run away. Elidora was tired and she felt sick from the blood loss. "Well look at that she doesn't want to live, maybe more begging is necessary. Tell my skychild should I heal her wounds?" Now Ghirahim was really pushing for an answer. Standing right above Link, who only looked up with a glare.
Ghirahim sighed with exasperation. "Come now is her life really worth glaring at me?" That did it, Link's features softened, catching a glance at Elidora who looked like she'd fall unconscious at any moment.
"Please heal her…" He began paused, looking up to see Ghirahim obviously waiting for the boy to say just two more words. "...Lord Ghirahim." Ghirahim cracked a smile, snapping his fingers once again.
The golden mare was far from coherent by this point, her posture was wavering up until that tingling feeling and the pain subsiding.
The bokoblin's were now growling with distaste and disappointment. "None of you will touch her or you will meet an unsavory end." Ghirahim announced while glaring at his minions, who all seemed to pout at the same time.
Even if Elidora was healed completely that still didn't stop her from losing consciousness and dropping to the ground. Ghirahim's steed gave a quiet sympathetic sound which went unnoticed by his master, that or he didn't care.
"Well it seems we best be off Skychild." Ghirahim muttered, giving one last glance to the mare before waving for his minions to make themselves scarce. Turning to link with a dark smile. Plans were falling in place.
