Conjuration

#02

"-ou savage Brute!" A girls voice exclaimed, snapping me out of my sleep. The voice was excitable, indignant…and pissed. "You've gone and brought them here but now what do you think you're going to do with them! What made you think she would have desired this?!"

Yawning, I blinked away the crusties and groaned as I was reminded of the aching in my arms… and my legs… and everything else.

"Want and need… These are two separate things, Princess," a deep voice rumbled. Slow and patient, but firm. "You or I cannot be by her side at all times. And please," the tone changed to bemusement, "remind me how many times I was able to capture you, with ease. The Mistress will need protection and forces that she may utilize herself. That are not reliant upon us."

"That's not the point! This place was hidden, she was safe and now you've brought them here and ruined that! It will take me hours to bring the field back up!"

I groaned into my sheets. How wonderful, they were going at it again.

Rolling off my bed I hissed, cringing away a bit as me little piggies met the cool concrete floor. But it was only for a second, and standing up I reached toward the ceiling.

Rubbing at my eyes my mouth stretched into an expansive yawn and my ears popped a moment later.

"-HAH! By all means, call forth your Hero. Those two Empowered were an enjoyable warm up. Go ahead, I would I'd enjoy a good bout."

Ugh, it was like dealing with a pair of children.

Reaching down, I snatched my glasses off the wood wire reel that acted as my nightstand; and rubbing the leftover gunk out of my eyes I slipped them on and stumbled to the crimson curtain that acted as the door to my 'room.'

Parting the thin barrier, I stepped out into the expansive room of the warehouse that made up what was now my home… a sharp dagger of pain rose up in my heart, home…

Sighing, I raised my head high and scanned over the room. Ganondorf was, of course, reclining in the red throne his minions had appropriated from somewhere; clad in his casual robes.

And Zelda was… I cringed as I saw she was barely an arm's length from Ganondorf; an arrow made of light held in one hand, with her cutlass in the other.

The Princess, although one wouldn't have really expected that from looking at her; what with her tan, blond hair tied up in a messy knot and the casual tight tan pants, pink shirt, sleeveless blue jacket and red scarf combo she had going.

But, a Princess was certainly what she was; and Looking her over I couldn't help the pang of jealousy I felt. She came from my power and yet she had such a better figure than me… it wasn't fair.

But… at least I could console myself with the fact that I was at least getting better. With the lean muscle I'd been quickly putting on actual curves.

It wasn't much, but I knew they were there.

Pressing a my a hand to my mouth, I stifled another yawn and looked to what I presumed to be the source of the most recent argument between the two champions of Light and Dark

Two… men? Bound tight with thick ropes and rag gags sitting in a cleared area of floor. The floor, which I realized, there was actually rather little of as the entire area behind them was filled with stacks upon stacks of crates.

The two were watching the argument so intently that they didn't even notice me shuffle up to them. Zelda and Ganondorf probably did, but they knew when I woke up anyway so whatever.

Such a, by now, normal thing wouldn't make them stop bickering.

So standing over the two, I looked them over while waiting for them to realize I was there.

Both had their hair cut short and were in their early twenties… maybe, but beyond that I couldn't tell much other than that as they were so bound in ropes.

Swinging my leg back I kicked the thicker necked of the two in the side. Immediately, his head snapped away from the argument to look up at me.

Reaching down, I pulled at the knot of his gag and the man spat out the cloth; which hit the floor with a wet splat. Ew… and a cold spot on my bare foot told me that I had gotten at least some of it on me.

"Who are you, and why are you here."

"What-," he blinked, "but that's what I should be asking?!"

I nodded, he did have a point. But, "And I asked first."

"Ah- ah I'm not gonna tell you my name and I dont know why I'm here," He jerked his head toward Zelda and Ganondorf, hitting the other man in the process and eliciting a muffled complaint but he ignored it. "My turn to ask a question, you're the master right- so whats up with the comedy act. Is it for the company? Is that why you abducted my sexy self?"

The man waggled his eyebrows and I felt the urge to club him upside the head… repeatedly. But instead I held up three fingers, lowering them as I counted down, "One: It's not a comedy act, Two; I'm not controlling them and Three: I'm not even eighteen so how about no."

Gaping like a fish, the man looked between me and the others several times, "Y-you don't… Do you know who they are!"

"Yeah, Dark Lord Ganondorf and Princess Zelda." I glanced over at the pair in question, "And they're bickering like an old married couple… again."

The last bit I said a little louder and said married couple impersonators looked to me, visibly annoyed. But I just shrugged and looked back to the two men. "What of it."

"Wh- what of it?!" The man exclaimed and the other one tried to say something as well but it just came out muffled.

"Yeah, what of it," I parroted before yawning, "I'm tired, I'm sore from sparring with the Princess and I've got to do it again in a few hours so I'll ask again." I leaned in close and enunciated each word to make sure it got through, "Who. Are. You."

The man swallowed, "Ah- um, well Ganondorf already knows who we are so I guess it can't get any worse. I'm Leet, and the meat head is Uber."

Leaning back I looked down at the two men. Combined with what I'd heard Zelda and Ganondorf arguing about, I could put a few things together and understand why they were probably here. Adding in the interest the green skinned man had shown in what a Tinker was able to create it shouldn't have been surprising.

That didn't mean I particularly liked it though, "Is that so? Well I used to watch your show you know, when I finished up my coding assignments early I'd sometimes watch your stuff."

The two men perked up and Leet smiled, "A fan huh, well maybe-"

"And then you guys decided to go around beating up hookers," I cut in and the man's face fell.

"...Oh."

Sighing, I looked to my wrist watch, saw that it wasn't even four yet, and then back to the the two Gaming themed Parahumans.

I sighed again, it was way too early for this. Turning on my heel I shuffled back to my room; ignoring the calls from the Leet and the volume of the argument between Zelda and Ganondorf. And walking right into my 'door' I just kept walking until I reached the bottom of it and it fell back into place.

Taking off my glasses, I carefully set them on my nightstand; then picking up Dad's Big Ben alarm clock I turned the dial on its back to adjust the alarm to go off before setting the scorched metal clock back down.

And with that, I fell face forward onto my oh so comfortable memory foam mattress.

It was- regrettably -stolen, but the comfort… I snuggled into my down pillow before absently reaching up to the line of crates that served as my headboard and snagged a pair of foam ear plugs.

Twisting them and shoving them into my ears was an almost automatic motion; and soon enough, I was luxuriating in blissful silence. Not that they would block the alarm clock of course, Dad had used that thing for years and it had woken me up even when I'd been in my old room. With my door closed… and a blanket shoved up against the door.

But still, the plugs were at least effective in blocking out the frequent arguments between the Princess and the Dark Lord.

They very rarely ever agreed. It didn't matter whether the topic was over this war or that, which policy was best, what action to take…