Chapter 6- The Legend of Fiend -Part 2

Say hello to Fiend, everyone, because here he comes!

With a roar, Link was surrounded in a yellow light. All Ganon could do was take up his trident and back away from the Lion, shaking his head in bewilderment.

Several minutes later, Link was lowered to the ground, on one knee, still holding Demonslayer. When he looked up towards Zelda, she could tell that he had changed.

He rushed over to her, sheathing his sword and falling to his knees next to her. "...Zelda…." He had changed. A lot. His voice was slightly deeper, his eyes were a slightly lighter shade of blue. His clothes were in tatters, but what he wore was a brilliant shade of green. He took her right paw in his left, and both of them glowed slightly. "...Link...help me up…" And the Hero of Magic did just that.

He couldn't believe it. He had the nerve to hold the Heir to the throne in his arms, and thought nothing of it? "...You underestimated me this time...Hero." With a roar that shook the heavens, Ganon began to charge at Link and Zelda, who at the time, had no idea what was going to happen to them.

But he did. With not a second's thought, he pushed Zelda away from him and took his shield and turned-CLANG! Link's right arm felt numb. He could barely hold his shield even an inch from the ground. Ganon had tried to stab him. "...Are you done yet?" The Demon King snarled down at him. "...You forgot I have allies, Link." He heard what sounded like wings being rubbed together behind him. A split-second thought raced in his mind before the Mantis struck ….Oh shit….

He was still standing. Then he fell to his knees. The Mantis had stabbed him in the gut with its own claws. And there was this sword...it was made from Lightning. "Well done, Praetor…." "What should I do with him?" He looked up from the blood covered sword in him to Ganon, who was standing above him. He looked elated. The Demon King reached down and pulled him upwards, causing the sword and Praetor's claws to slide out of him. Link almost passed out, but he managed to keep it together. "...Let me deal with him….then, you can have the rest…" As the beast that was holding him began to laugh evilly, Link began to pray very silently to the Four Goddesses…

A flash of black in the darkness. Yet another. And another. (Here you go, Bluepaw.)

The reason he had come to this location was because he had heard of a Lion that owned a sword. A sword that could not be broken. He wanted to see it for himself.

Well, there it was, covered in blood...and something else….From the bushes he was hiding behind, he saw a flash of yellow light. Then, he heard what sounded to him as a Lion roaring…

Needless to say, he had a right to be pissed off. (This could apply to both of them.)

Ganon had let go of him. Now, he lay on top of his sword, not that it would be any help to him right now. ….Hylia….Farore….anyone….help….He was trembling now, whether it was from the pain or from blood loss, he didn't know.

Then, something black appeared above him. And spoke. "...How are you still alive?" The black figure seemed to be getting darker. The voice quickly became alarmed. "Hey! Stay with me!" "...Can't do that…" He, yes, the figure above him was undoubtedly male, seemed to grow frustrated. "...If you talk, you'll only make it wor…..

The Lion laying on the ground before him had passed out. And just as well, because he had a gaping hole in his gut. ...Damn….He raised his eyes to the blue horned beast that watched him. "Who are you?" He demanded. The Boar began to laugh. "Do you know whom you speak to? I am Ganon, the Demon King!" "...King?" That shut him up. "Do you mock me?!" He knelt down next to the Lion and checked his pulse. ….Still alive...good...but he needs care soon...Still kneeling, he looked up at Ganon. "What did he ever do to you?" "...To me? Lots of things...but no matter, for I have the complete Triforce now…" He stood, and began to walk towards the Demon King. "...Triforce? I've heard of it….sad that greed turns people like you into beasts…" He shook his head. "I pity you, Ganondorf." At this, Ganon grew irate. "...You dare called me that? I bear no resemblance to my human side….How dare you…" He merely smirked, leaned down, picked up the Lion at his feet, and turned away from the Demon King. "...By the way, the name's Fiend."

Razar joined him at the edge of the camp. "...Where'd you get the sword at?" Fiend was carrying Link in one arm and he was holding his sword in the other. "Oh, you mean this?" He brandished the weapon. Razar nodded. "Yes." Fiend looked down at the beast in his arms. "It's his." "...What?" He looked up to find Razar staring at him. "You're a Healer, right?" "...Uh...yes...but how do you know…" He found himself grinning. "Eris told me." Razar seemed to be studying him. "...What are you?" Fiend studied his black claws. "...A Lion…" "...You don't look like any Lions I know…" "...Well...I guess you could say that because I'm supposedly demon-spawn….I very well might be." "...Like Ganon?" Fiend let out a hiss. "No. Not like him. That bastard is pure evil. I'm good. Unless someone pisses me off. Then blood gets shed." Razar was quiet for a while, which was a good thing, because he was tired of the Raven asking questions that he didn't want to answer at the moment…

….Link….Chosen One...Hero of Magic….you will live. For I am with you….who am I? You shall see in due time...but for now...rest.

He once again awakened staring up at a tree. ….Din...my head hurts…. To his surprise, Razar appeared above him. "Thank Cavora! You're awake!" He started yelling at someone else in the area. "He's awake! I can heal people!" Then, a black Lion with claws appeared above him. He seemed to be smiling. "Well, well, well...looks like you'll live." Link decided he liked him. "Name's Fiend. I got your sword for you, but that's it. Sorry." He was sitting up now, staring up at the two of them. "...S' okay…..how long has it been?" "...Too long." Link studied the Lion that was standing over him. He was around his height, give or take a few inches. He had a black mane, sharp claws, and deep blue eyes that felt as if he was staring into your soul...And he also had this...aura around him. ...Weird...it's almost if… Then it hit him. "...You're a demon, aren't you?"

Fiend then decided that it would be a very good time to launch into his life story.

"...Yeah. I'm demon-spawn. Whoop-dee-freaking-doo. (Fun guy, huh?). Here I am, living a life that I wasn't supposed to have…"

"Sorry about that...where to begin….my parents were both Lions...they...abused me...uh...because to them, I wasn't supposed to have lived." At this, Fiend stood up and roared to the wilderness. "YOU HEAR THAT? I'M STILL ALIVE!" "...Uh...Are you going to sit back down?" "What? Oh, sorry." Fiend walked back over to Link and Razar and sat down again. "So, they kicked me out. At eight. Cast me into the Outlands, they did. Wandered around a bit, then, when I was fourteen, I met this skunk-huh? Skinnet? That's his name? Thanks.-He seemed nice enough. I might have scared him half to death, though.

"Anyway, I was fighting one of the 'Lost Tribes', the Elephants.-Yes, Razar, they DO exist- I was severely wounded, found by the Wolves.

"I wanted to leave, but they wouldn't let me. So I left, fought the Elephants again, and won.

"Sometime later, I came upon all of you-this doesn't concern you, Link, because you were dead at the time- wandering the Outlands, and I took you to my camp. Which is now destroyed." Fiend sat back and watched his new companions take this in. "...Wow….that's one hell of a life story, Fiend." Link was looking at him strangely, as if something had changed in him. And something had. He had found out that his "ancestors" were in fact his previous lives. All of them. Beside him, Razar was nodding. "...I see….No wonder everyone was talking about you…" Fiend looked up. "They were talking about me?" Razar nodded again. "Oh, yes, they were." Link was feeling famished by now. "...Can one of you get me something to eat?" Fiend just started laughing at him. "What?" "...Are you crazy? Do you think you'll be able to even keep anything down in your state?" Link just stared up at him with confusement, which caused the black cat to laugh even harder. "...This isn't funny…" He got control of himself very quickly. "...Sorry...but you got stabbed in the gut. Which, we healed you, but we're being cautious about it. Also, we found someone else...Rika?" A female Raven appeared above him, and from the way Razar was looking at her… "Don't worry, Link. We'll find something for you."

He was limited to something that tasted like chicken stock. Which was fine. But it got annoying rather quickly. But hey, at least he wouldn't die from starvation, right?

He was able to move around the clearing now. It turned out that Fiend was just as good as sword fighting as he was. So, they fought.

Meanwhile….at Ganon's camp….

"HE DID WHAT?!" Ganon's roar of outrage rang through the forest. Those bringing the news to him cowered before him. "...He...lives...sire…" "YOU IDIOTS!" Ganon snarled as he drove his Trident of Power into the ground. The beasts before him were wise enough to flee.

"...Pinzer...fetch me Praetor...I need his assistance…" The Praying Mantis bowed and literally moon-walked away from Ganon. "As you wish, King." "...How does he do that…"

Praetor sat inside the Temple of Plymourth-Ir, the God of Praying Mantis. He was so absorbing in praying that he didn't hear Pinzer come in. "...Praetor." The yellow carapaced general turned to face his leader. "Yes?" Pinzer grinned evilly. "...I have a job for you….would you like to finish off the Lion Clothed in Green?"

(Send me suggestions, people! Also, if you would like to be a part of this, I will need a name, what Tribe you're in, and a brief (or long) description of your character. Thank you.)