Chapter 5; Anita's POV
"Ghirahim?" I looked around the room. No one was here… except for one the Bobokins. Wait… how did it even get in here? I stepped back slowly; trying not to arouse its attention… they were stupid creatures-their thought process being one of attacking anything in sight. It was currently just ambling around the room pausing to look around before continuing on. It didn't really seem to have any sort of course set…
I accidentally hit the door backing into it, cringing when it slammed shut behind me. The Bobokins turned around, startled, before crying out swinging its club and running for me. "Shoot…" I dodged as it sprinted forward. "Nice little Hell Spawn…" I moved slowly, hoping its attention would be drawn away from me by something else… Like I said; they are stupid creatures. "How did you even get out of your cell?" these things had a holding cell down below-near the torture dungeon. The only one who had the key was Ghirahim… well at least now I had a pretty clear idea on where they were…
Its answer was another shout and charge. I dodged again and it crashed into the wall-shaking its head as I made my way towards the door. I could just let it chase me back to the Holding Cell, lock it back up, and hopefully find Link and Ghirahim in the process. I waved my hand at it, "Over here, ugly!"
"GAHHH!" It was annoyed with me now… that was both good and bad… I ran, sprinting down the hallway-fast enough to keep ahead of it, yet slow enough to keep a watch on it.
"Oh, great…" as I turned a corner I saw two more down the corridor. I rolled my eyes, running for them. They retreated-yelling angrily-before following me like the other one was. At least I was still far enough away… "Ghirahim what are you up to?" I thought aloud-completely annoyed. I hated these creatures with a passion… well; at least they were better than Skulltulas… far better. I hate spiders… I ran down a few flights of stairs before I finally saw the door to the cell up ahead-standing wide open and the Bobokins screams could be heard from down the hallway. "Ghirahim!" he had his back to me, looking down, before casting a halfway glance over his shoulder at me-obviously not wanting to take his eyes off whatever commotion was down below.
"Ahh, you found them! Wonderful!" he grabbed my arms, hauling me quickly to the side as the trio of Demons ran past-kicking them into the pit below. "Impulsive creatures…"
"Ghirahim… what's… going on?" I was out of breath from my run.
"Hmmm? Oh." He smiled, drawing me closer to him-and away from the pit, "Nothing Sweet-Heart… nothing. The boy and I just came to a little…" he paused, as if searching for the right word, "agreement?"
"Which means?" I struggled in his grasp, craning my neck in an effort to see what was behind.
"Nothing you need to worry about Darling." he purred, leaning down to kiss my cheek. I melted into his arms as his lips continued downward, and his arms wrapped tightly around me. I was grateful for his affection-actual caring, loving affection that I truly wanted and enjoyed. "What did Master do with you?"
I started at the question, turning to look at him. "Wh-what?"
"What did Master want with you?" he smiled, noticing how shocked I'd been by his words. It had almost sounded like he knew… no. I was overreacting. Besides, he always asked what went on. I usually had to make up some punishment or berating speech. "You were gone a long time…" he continued, resting his head lightly against my shoulder.
"M-Master just wanted to talk…"
"About the boy?"
"Link." I growled. Why couldn't he use his name? Yet I was grateful for the topic. "Yes. He… he's worried Link might put some crazy ideas into my head…" yes, that was believable…
"About escape?" he laughed-albeit nervously-and he tightened his hold. I admit I had tried escaping numerous times, however I succeeded only once. Thankfully I was fortunate enough to have found refuge up in Skyloft-however briefly. But never again… escape-while it was a wonderful thought to leave behind Masters assaults-was the farthest thing from my mind.
I now had a reason to stay.
I kissed his cheek, turning around in his grasp to hug him back. "Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."
"Good." Ghirahim chuckled lightly, stroking my hair. "I don't trust that boy… no doubt he'll try and steal you away from me."
"Never." I promised, leaning up to kiss his lips. I pulled back once I remembered what I had come down here for in the first place. "Where is Link?"
He opened his mouth to speak before I heard a cry from below. A human cry.
"Ghirahim please tell me that you didn't do what I think you did!" I tore from his grasp, running to the edge of the balcony. I looked down at the mesh of creatures below me, scanning for any sign of him. "Link!" I spotted him off in a corner of the pit-Bobokins surrounding him-thrashing clubs.
"Anita, really. It isn't like he hasn't taken on my horde before."
"I guess…" I glared at him, remembering back to when he had captured Zelda-performing the spell in order to revive my Father and claim her soul. He'd sent even more of these things with additional creatures in order to stop Link from saving her. But back then he'd had a blade-the Master Sword. Realization hit. "HE DOESN'T HAVE A SWORD!"
"Calm down." Ghirahim pulled me away from the edge. "I'm not entirely cruel. I gave him a blade in order to defend himself with." he motioned down below where one of the Bobokins suddenly fell to the ground-dead. "You see? He's perfectly fine!"
Ok, perhaps I was putting too much faith into the Master Sword instead of its wielder but I certainly didn't like this. Link had training-he was a Knight of Skyloft and the Chosen Hero of the Goddesses-but even he had his limits. I could tell as the Bobokins became higher in number-charging more frequently and with more vigor-and by the fewer number that they were falling by that he was weakening. Tiring out. Losing.
"Ghirahim you promised me you wouldn't hurt him!" I was getting a little hysterical.
"I'm not Dearest! I'm simply allowing him to let out a little frustration that's all! I can't help it that my little babies want to fight back-it's self-defense on their part!"
"Murder on their part you mean." I hissed, throwing him off me. "Ghirahim, he's losing! He can't keep this up!"
"Hmmm…. Perhaps…" Ghirahim leaned down, watching the scene below with satisfaction. He smiled at me, clamping a hand firmly against my shoulder. "Perhaps the boy simply needs a little… motivation?"
What? I screamed as I was suddenly thrown from the edge-grasping frantically for a hand-hold. I grabbed at the edge of the balcony, dangling with one hand-legs flailing underneath me. "GHIRAHIM! ARE YOU CRAZY?! I DON'T HAVE A SWORD!" a few of the Bobokins had gathered beneath me, licking their lips at their newest prize-me! "P-Pull me up!"
"You'll be fine, Darling! Completely fine! Besides it seems to me that the boy needs all the help he can get!" he grasped my hand as if ready to tug me back, but I knew that wasn't his intent. I wasn't at all surprised when I found myself falling through the air once again.
Unable to grasp another hold I fell to the ground, landing on my back, pain wracking my body from the earlier wounds, as my vision became hazy and disoriented due from the shock of the blow to my head. I was aware of constant motion all around me and approaching figures from all sides… great.
I got up quickly, my head spinning like a top before I fell to my hands and knees. The Bobokins-needless to say-where pleased with this little outcome. They circled me, whacking clubs at the open air as their eyes studied me happily. I gulped, fear taking hold before drawing up my courage and glaring at them. I opened my mouth, bared what little fangs I had and let out a weak hiss! in their direction.
They looked at one another before laughing, coming forward again. Stupid creatures… well, I had far less to deal with than Link did… I had just a select few crowded around me, while Link had the entire rest of the Horde intent on breaking his skull open! Come on… stand up and fight… one grabbed my arm, tugging me backwards while another reached for my leg, tugging me another direction. One grabbed at my hair, waving his club in the other before he attempted to bring it down to smash against my head. I dodged just in time, wrenching my hair free before I became caught in the middle of another group. It was when they started tearing at my clothes that I panicked. "Gh-GHIRAHIM!"
He seemed to hardly bat an eye from above, leaning casually against the railing. "I know it's a temptation, but at least try to be civil with her!"
Civil? These things were nothing more than stupid pigheaded brutes! Their only thoughts being those of killing! Though it seemed a few of them might have had something a little different in mind with what to do with me at the moment… I was back on the ground again, creatures holding me down on all sides. One was once again at my hair while a few were trying-and slightly succeeding-in tearing off my skirt, along with a few other layers on my body. "GHIRAHIM!" I tried to be heard above their incessant deafening shrieks. "Get off me!" I kicked at one of the Bobokins tearing at my skirt, feeling mostly relief at feeling my foot make contact, sending him sprawling off to the side.
"ANITA!" I turned, causing the Bobokins to painfully pull my hair in the process. I heard them screaming, but this time the shouts were those of pain rather than triumph. They ran off as something charged, scattering them and allowing me a clear view of Link as he swung the blade, attacking a few within his reach. I watched and my eyes widened as he reached for his adventure pouch-taking out a bomb of all things! "HEADS UP!" he rolled the bomb in my direction, the Bobokins scattering for safety. I made my own escape, getting up quickly running towards him as the bomb exploded not a few moments later behind me. At least that got rid of a few more of them…
"I almost forgot how annoying these things were!" The Bobokins had doubled in number now that we were closer together.
He looked tired-with a few bloody scrapes here and there, but nothing looked broken or seriously injured. Smiling with relief I made my way towards the wall-placing my back firmly against it.
I studied the blade as he sliced it through the air; it was an old one… Ghirahim hadn't given Link much of an advantage at all! It didn't even look sharp-rather-it was most likely dull with age. No wonder most of these things were still standing! "Are you ok? OUCH!" one of them clawed my arm and I kicked again, knocking it to the ground.
"He's a freak…" I knew very well who he was talking about… Link had finally reached me, shielding me as he held off the Bobokins. He was nearly out of breath, panting heavily, grunting with the force of the blows he dealt. "Never mind me, how about you? You took quite a fall there…"
I nodded, "I've survived worse…" I looked up at Ghirahim, glaring. "How long has he kept you down here?"
He shrugged, slashing at another Bobokins as it tried to bash him with its club. "A little while after you left… anytime I get even close to killing every single one of these things…"
"He summons more. I know." It was annoying… "Look out!"
"HEY!" while he'd had his focus a few creatures to his left, another had slammed its club into Links hand-knocking the blade from his grasp. Link clutched his hand, hissing at the pain.
"AHH!" The Bobokins screamed triumphantly, a few running for the sword-the others continued their advance on us-no doubt wanting to finish the job…
"ALRIGHT YOU WIN ALREADY!" Link shouted, backing away.
"Link…"
"Come on, Anita," he smiled at me-almost apologetically- as he fell back against the wall beside me, "I know when I'm defeated… How do you expect me to fight like this?" he held up his arm-his hand already a bright red swelling wound from the blow.
That was easy… I didn't. There were too many of them-Link had been lucky to have continued standing as long as he had-but I could see that the entire ordeal was now taking its toll. He was slumped against the wall, fighting the urge to close his eyes as he glared daggers at the looming horde in front of us.
Ghirahim at least looked satisfied. "Finally given up have you?"
I heard Link laugh softly beside me, "I still beat you back then… that's enough of a victory to compensate for a loss here and there…" he sighed, finally closing his eyes, laughing as I instinctively reached to catch him. "Calm down… I'm not dead yet…"
"I shouldn't have left you alone with him-" on Ghirahim's command the Bobokins backed off-reluctantly-glaring at us all the while. Sorry guys… maybe next time.
"If not this, he would have found something else to do to me. Don't blame yourself." He shifted, gaining back his footing-wincing at the motion. "Besides you were rather…" his face went red, "…occupied… it wouldn't have made a difference."
I stayed silent. Of course it would have made a difference… Ghirahim would have found something else to hurt him-but at least it would have been delayed.
He let out a few curses as he cradled his hand, wincing as he moved his fingers up and down. "Goddesses that hurt more than I remembered it did!"
"Is it broken?"
"Don't… think so…" he glared as Ghirahim materialized in front of us. "I'll get you for this…"
He waved the comment away carelessly. "Come now boy, it's merely a flesh wound! Easily healed with time-you should have expected a beating."
"This?" he raised his hand, "I've survived worse." He smiled upon mimicking my own words before frowning again. "Not much of a beating; I killed more of your creatures than I can count-and they barely even struck me."
Ghirahim scowled at that, stepping forward. "Anita, are you alright?"
"Yeah, no thanks to-"
"I'm fine." I cut in quickly before Link could make things worse, smiling at him as Link rolled his eyes.
Ghirahim observed Link as he leaned against me with a satisfied look on his face. "They didn't break your legs did they?"
"No."
"Then I highly doubt you need her for support." He grabbed my arm hauling me away as Link simultaneously fell to the ground, gasping as he instinctively tried to brace the fall with his hand, grasping at his wrist once more.
"My, my, so dramatic." Ghirahim rolled his eyes, smirking as he brought me close. "You see my dear? The boy's fine! I told you that I wouldn't… ugh." All of sudden he turned his head away from me, shoving me a good arm's length away from him. Talk about dramatic!
"What?" Needless to say; I was getting rather irritated with him at the moment. First he sets his little pets on Link, then me, and now he was acting disgusted with me? "What's wrong?" I looked over to see if Link was ok-he was standing, holding himself up by the wall. I crossed my arms. "What?" I asked for the third time; getting tired of asking.
Ghirahim sighed, holding his nose, and even going so far as to clear the air in front of his face; waving his hand. "I'm sorry Darling, but… well…" he smiled apologetically at me, finally stepping closer. "To put it bluntly… you reek."
"Oh, thanks!" Like that wasn't insulting! "Shut up!" I glared at Link as he started chuckling slightly. I supposed it was to be expected though… I was covered in dirt, sweat, and… well…embarrassing to say; ejaculation… not to mention the Bobokins didn't even bother with cleanliness… but besides all that-it was still insulting-no matter if it was true or not!
"Easily remedied, Darling." He smiled, glancing over at Link. "I suppose you could use one as well…"
"I could use one what?" Link looked at me for verification.
"A bath, obviously." Ghirahim rolled his eyes, cutting me off before I'd even begun to speak, "Do you really believe that I'm going to allow you to stroll around my castle looking like that?"
"You mean bruised, and bloody?" I couldn't keep the venom out of my voice.
"Precisely." He seemed to ignore my tone, "It just wouldn't be proper!"
"I'm not going anywhere with you again." Link seethed, finally standing fully on his legs-anger strengthening him. "Look where it got me-and I haven't even heard an apology!"
"And I should apologize to you why?"
"To Anita." Link gestured to me with his uninjured hand.
He lowered an eyebrow, glancing at me-as if just now remembering what he'd done-looking me up and down before his gaze turned from anger to sympathy. "Darling, they didn't hurt you did they?" his eyes roved over my body checking for injuries, "You understand I merely wanted…" he trailed off-not even needing to say it-shrugging as he turned his eyes to the floor. "I'll make it up to you."
Funny… that was the second time today that he's told me that… "I'm fine, Ghirahim." I repeated, smiling to reassure him. Link certainly had it worse than I did… and truth be told, I was absolutely craving for a bath right now… "I'd be feeling even better right now, though, if I were clean…"
"Of course." He looked over uncertainly at Link, "Coming along, Sky Child, or shall I simply leave you here?" The Bobokins certainly seemed to like the latter option… he took my hand, drawing me close again as they crowded around us.
Link glanced from me to the horde warily, rolling his eyes and sighing. "Do I have any other options?"
Ghirahim shook his head, snapping his fingers and we were instantly teleported from the Holding Cell, appearing in a large oval room with white tile covering the expanse of the floor, walls and ceiling. The bath lay in the center of the room-but it was more of a swimming pool being so large and deep-which is actually what I used it for on some occasions. I smiled upon seeing the water, already steaming hot like always. I couldn't wait to get in-I was in need of some relaxation.
Link glanced around the room, glaring at a set of two silver hoops on the floor, connected to the railing that led into the water. "What are those?"
"…Chains…" I answered hesitantly, averting my gaze from his.
Link cast an accusatory glare towards Ghirahim. "Why?"
Ghirahim smiled, chuckling slightly, holding up his hand once more. "Observe." He snapped his fingers, the chains coming to life, binding themselves to Link's wrists.
"HEY! Ahh!" he winced as the motion jerked his hand back as he was dragged into the water, shrieking as the liquid soaked through his boots. "THAT BURNS! How hot do you need it?" I supposed it was hotter than Link was used to… Temperatures didn't have any effect on Ghirahim, and I could withstand the hottest of temperatures. I could even walk through lava if I wished it-and I had a few times in the Eldin Volcano come to think of it… he jumped out of the water, straining at the chains.
Ghirahim laughed softly beside me, placing a gentle hand against my shoulder. "Calm down."
I'd instinctually flinched at the sound of the chains. I was all too used to them by now… Master and Ghirahim had used them on me in this room on many occasions-never allowing me to bathe alone-fearing I would attempt to drown myself probably… Nonetheless I had tried it a few times… they would lock me in place-much like Ghirahim had just done to Link-forcibly cleansing my body. Master would later on simply watch from afar, allowing Ghirahim to see to the task alone until he ceased in supervising all together. Once Ghirahim finally trusted me enough, he stopped chaining me down-even allowing me the freedom to swim as far and deep down as I wanted, nonetheless continuing to cleanse me by himself-it now becoming habit and routine. Plus, I enjoyed it. Although (and while this is embarrassing to say) it had been so long since I'd done it myself that I doubted I would even be able to do it properly without a little help… Now the chains were simply reminders… and I had completely forgotten their existence until now.
"Are you alright?" Ghirahim ran his hand along the length my arm, bringing me back to the present.
I nodded, gazing at the water, trying to ignore the clinking of the chains as Link struggled behind us.
"I mean with the boy being here…" his tone held an edge to it. Of course he would have a problem with it… and I wasn't too thrilled about the idea, but I didn't trust Link being alone. He could take care of himself of course, but it was Master and Ghirahim I was mostly worried about… especially Ghirahim now.
"I'm fine…" I whispered, kneeling beside the edge of the pool, hugging myself. "Just get it over with… besides; you're the one who suggested this!" I couldn't help but add that little fact. I turned back towards Link, blushing slightly. "Could you… turn around?"
His gaze was puzzled at first. "Why-Wait… you're not really going to-" his face turned red, but that didn't stop him from glaring at Ghirahim-who in return merely motioned for him to turn.
"Be a gentleman and give the girl some privacy why don't you?" he snickered.
Link snarled, closing his eyes. At least he had been able to bite back a retort to Ghirahims comment… I certainly had one in mind.
Feeling a little bit more satisfied, I turned towards the water, dipping my hand into the warm liquid, sighing pleasurably, feeling my muscles relax, even from that tiny amount of contact. I heard Ghirahim snap his fingers behind me, and felt my clothes disintegrate off my body. I slipped in quickly, before my clothes had even fully vanished like always, sighing as the warmth enveloped my body, leaning against the side of the bath.
"Warm enough?" Ghirahim chuckled behind me, placing his hands against my shoulders.
"Mm-hmm…" I sighed, leaning my head back against his leg as he leaned down behind me.
I felt him run his fingers through my hair, a cold substance dripping against my scalp before he started scrubbing- applying more soap, he began washing my back with his other hand, tracing circular patterns along my skin. When he had finished with my hair, I dunked under, swimming away, only to come up to splash him.
He shielded the water with his hands, laughing as he splashed me back. "Get back here! I'm not even half way finished with you!"
I had completely forgotten Link was there. I stuck my tongue out, kicking more water in his direction. "Come on in and get me then!"
"As you wish..." He smiled playfully, flashing away his clothes, diving in and swimming after me. I was able to keep a good distance away, ducking far below the surface of the water before he grabbed my ankle, hauling me back up, holding tightly to my wrists. "Got you." He placed a kiss against my forehead, wrapping his legs around my own to keep me from kicking him and swimming away again. "Now may we please finish?"
"I'm having fun." I whined, struggling in his grasp.
"So am I, Sweet-Heart." he laughed, nuzzling me softly, "let me finish with you and then I'll promise to let you have some fun afterwards, alright?"
My response was another head dunk underneath the water-but he simply dragged me back to the stairs, laying me down on the second step as he held me to the floor with his foot. "Aww." I pouted, patting the water with my hand as he washed my legs-cleansing the rest of my body.
"Well, you left me no choice… I should punish you for running away like that…" he smiled, grabbing my ankle again, tickling the soles of my feet-the slippery soap simply making the sensation worse.
I shrieked, splashing him with water. "DON'T DO THAT!"
"Still having fun?" Ghirahim smiled, climbing in beside me and setting me on his lap, running a hand slowly along my leg.
"No." I leaned back, closing my eyes, relishing in the warmth that surrounded me.
"Well how about now?" without warning he grabbed me, tightly, his fingers dancing along my stomach-tickling me again.
"GHIRAHIM NO! AHH!" I couldn't stop laughing!
"You're so cute when I do this to you-I can't help it." He laughed. He finally stopped and I gasped for breathe
"Why do you always have to torture me like that?"
I felt him shrug, "It's the only form of torture that doesn't harm you…" he laughed. "Well… almost the only form of torture…" I felt his hold tighten.
"Ghirahim, you can let go of me."
"I'm still not finished with you yet…" his tone was quiet, barely a whisper.
"What do you mean? Of course you are." He'd cleansed most of my body-the parts that I would allow him to touch anyway-so the rest was up to me.
"No…" he spoke as if consoling a child, "I'm not. You still have a few areas in need of cleansing you know…" I felt one of his hands reach down to my nether regions, the other starting to work its way against my breast…
I started panicking. "Gh-Ghirahim… wh-what are you doing?" I whined-still feeling sensitive from Masters Ministrations from earlier. "I… I can wash those… areas… by… by myself…"
"Nonsense Anita." He purred, wrapping his legs around my own once more, holding them tightly as his hand worked between them. "If you're worried about the boy-"
Link… Goddesses, no! Ghirahim don't do this! "St-stop…" I moaned, writhing as much as I could in his tight hold.
"Well you seem to be enjoying it." He laughed softly, "Besides, I did promise you that I'd let you have some fun afterwards. What's wrong? Don't you want more?"
That's what Master always asks of me… "N-No…" I whimpered, "Pl-please let me go! Ghirahim… do-don't!" he kissed my neck, fondling my breasts softly, suddenly placing a finger inside of me… no don't! "GHIRAHM, NO, PLEASE!"
He didn't stop, but slowed slightly, sounding concerned. "I'm not hurting you am I, Anita?"
I shook my head. "N-No… but…" you've never done this before… he'd had plenty of chances in the past and had never taken such advantage of me before… Just because it wasn't hurting me, that didn't mean I wanted it!
"Then what harm is it causing? It feels good doesn't it? Honestly Sweet-heart, just relax and enjoy it…"
I shook my head, my breathing quickened, and I cried out as he stuck another finger inside. I was too sensitive from earlier, and the soap and water were simply adding to the sensations… it was even worse without having my clothes on- he had an even closer access to my body now than earlier… Ghirahim please… I whined, writhing as he increased his strokes inside and out.
"Shhhh… Shhhh… it's alright… I won't go any further than this." His tone seemed to be caught between comfort and amusement. He laughed softly, "Such a loud little lover you are, Anita…"
"STOP IT!"
I forced open an eye, glancing in Link's direction. To my horror he was watching all this! Yes, his gaze held nothing but hatred in it but… he was watching all the same! "L-Link… do-don't… look…" I sobbed, begging him to turn away.
"Enjoying the show, Sky child?" I heard Ghirahim laugh behind me as his hands slowed-only making things worse.
I didn't even want to look at Link right now, but I glanced out of the corner of my eye all the same, at the same time trying to calm down my breathing. He was breathing almost as heavily as I was, but his breathes were those of anger not pleasure. "Let her go!" he tugged at the chains in an attempt to move towards us.
"Hmm… not likely." He sneered, hugging me closer, placing soft kisses down the nape of my neck, beginning to lick me in time to his strokes down below.
"Darling, I promise I'll-"
"I… know…" I panted, burying my head into his chest. "You'll… make it… u-up to…me… I know!" I looked over at Link, who was still straining at the chains.
"It does feel good doesn't it?"
Slowly I nodded. Link was still trying to force it forward… just stop trying… it isn't going to get you anywhere…
"LET HER GO!" It was a small sound-barely audible-but I could have sworn I heard one of the chains break…
"Hmmm? Why would I do a thing like that? You heard her; she loves it." He nuzzled against my neck.
"Mmm… Ghirah… AH!"
"ENOUGH!" yes, that was definitely the sound of a chain breaking… I turned, watching as the chain-rusted from years of exposure to the water-snapped as Link tugged harder, rushing forward. Ghirahim didn't even have time to turn before the chain was wrapped firmly around his neck, and Link hauled him headfirst into the water-his claws scratching at my skin in a futile attempt to grasp hold of something.
"GHIRAHIM! LINK!" there was too much motion going on below-kicking, punching, clawing-It wouldn't do any good for me to try and break it up. Water splashed furiously as they thrashed below-Link keeping the chain tightly around Ghirahim's neck as Ghirahim in turn tried to pry the metal from his throat and gain an advantage.
Link had more of an advantage, however, in this sort of situation… he had the ability to breathe under water longer than Ghirahim was able-thanks to the Zora Scale given to him by the Dragon of Courage; Faron. I breathed a sigh of relief as they finally came back to the surface; Ghirahim clawing at the side-his skin had transformed to a shiny metallic black shade-he'd reverted to his final form.
"Oh, Goddesses, Ghirahim! Link how could you?"
"How could I? How could I?! Anita, he was literally raping you in front of me! How could I not do something?" he stepped forward, pointing an accusing finger towards him, "You're dead! I don't care if I have the Master Sword or not-I'LL KILL YOU!" He raged-shaking in anger. The only reason he wasn't attacking again was because I stood in his way.
"Shut up, Link! I'm fine! He wasn't hurting me…"
"No, he was just taking advantage of you when you were begging him to stop!"
"Link…" I sighed-unable to retort, hauling Ghirahim from the water as he panted for breathe-forcing the oxygen to come through his lungs. "Ghirahim… are you alright?"
"Y-Your fault…" he giggled-and for a moment I thought he'd gone mad…
"M-My fault? I don't understa…"
"She's mine, boy… mine…" All of a sudden he grabbed my neck- jumping up as he flung me against the wall. "You enjoyed it." He hissed, coming closer.
"G-Ghirah…" I struggled to push myself up-the pain shooting up my arms and the floor slippery from the water making it difficult. "AHH!" I cried out as he kicked me-knocking me back to the tiles below.
"Stop it! ANITA!" Link rushed forward.
"I've had enough of you, boy!" Ghirahim didn't even turn-merely snapping his fingers-summoning an onslaught of daggers that shot towards Link-pinning him to the wall. Ghirahim kicked me again, grabbing my arm with his claws-hauling me up from the floor, leaning close. "You little whore, you enjoyed every minute of it!"
"I… I'm not a… Wh-Wh-AHH!" he clawed deeply into my skin-started biting me…
"You enjoyed it-don't lie to me! You like it when I touch you… when I bite you-don't you, Anita?" he licked at the new wounds, the cuts stinging harshly. "It excites you, doesn't it? It turns you on…"
"It… doesn't…. Mmmm!" his lips covered mine and I tried to push him away-but he held my arms against the wall behind me, forcing me farther back until his body was right up against mine. "Mmmm…" finally he let me breathe, "Ghirah… Ghirahim… pl-please…" he started grinding softly against me-pushing me back into the wall, "Do-Don't…" I started crying-the tears mixing with the water dripping down my skin.
"Aww… look at you…" he leaned down, licking at my breasts, making me whine louder. "Stop crying… you're being too loud… Shhhh…" he moved his hips faster down below and I felt my eyes close as my head tossed back.
"Ghirahim…" I sobbed, "L-Link… pl-please… help… don't let him…"
"You want the boy?" he glared up at me, baring his fangs, digging his claws into my skin.
I shook my head, closing my eyes tightly. "L-Let me go… AH!" I was back on the floor again-I felt daggers cutting at my arms-my legs.
"You're nothing but a toy! My toy! You're mine, Anita, I won't let him have you!" he was on top of me again, pressing his lips to mine, forcing his tongue in… "You're mine! You enjoyed it! You whore, you loved it!"
I was shaking, trying to cover myself-shield my body from the blows but they wouldn't stop… just wouldn't stop… Please, Ghirahim…
"AHH!" I heard a small metallic "clink" fall beside my head and opened my eyes-noticing one of Ghirahim's daggers lying beside my head. I looked up, noticing the blood that was dripping from a wound in Ghirahim's cheek… he turned, growling at Link. Somehow he had been able to pry one of the daggers loose-doing the same with another and beginning to throw it again. "YOU INSOLENT BRAT!" Ghirahim got up off of me, moving towards Link as he pried the last dagger away from his clothing and stepped away from the wall, aiming the dagger for another throw.
His gaze held mine for the briefest moment… "ANITA… RUN!"
I didn't wait to see what happened next… I bolted-ignoring the pain-focusing only on escaping from the room-reaching the hallway-up the stairs-to my bedroom-locking the door securely behind me before I slumped painfully against it, collapsing to the floor. I couldn't stop shaking… whether from fear or sadness I didn't know… perhaps it was both…
Link had been right all along…