Brothers Once Lost Ch. 7 Ch.7
"Why do I get set up in these situations?", is the question I ask myself a lot. I lift my head to see where I am. I look around a dimly lit room, complete with a rather rusty and contaminated torturing set. I look over to see a fat, grotesque man looking at me. His beady little eyes stare into mine, as he dons a devilish grin. "Well, well. Ready to talk ambassador? You still have a chance to tell us about Hyrule's defenses, before we make you talk." He asks, as in glee that I might concede to their demands. I smile and lift my head so I can speak. " Well this certainly is a more accomplished task you Maralian's have pulled off. Kidnapping the ambassador during his trip, and then torturing him for information, quite.....unrefined if you ask me."
He turns around and puts his hand behind his back, like a man of high authority. " No one asks for your opinion, now are you going to tell us what we want to know? You didn't put up much of a fi
Brothers Once Lost Ch. 6Ch.6
Novabran 13th, 877 A.H. (After Hylia's ascension.)
I don't often write,
I have been commissioned as an ambassador to Hyrule for a few months now, and everything is going better than I have envisioned. The first few weeks were rough, as politics aren't my forte. However, I have improved in them greatly, thanks to Zelda's stellar tutoring. Sometimes the topics we discuss in meetings are trivial to me, as I frequently find the answer to be in common sense. The other attendees rave on with a complicated solution, spouting so many rules and bends. However, these men have trained their whole lives for matters such as this. Still, the princess and the others listen to my word respectfully. Perhaps an untrained man is appreciated in politics, possibly because he provides a new point of view. I know , for a fact, that I wouldn't have survived the wrath of noble men, without Zelda's help. For reasons unknown, I just now find myself
Brothers Once Lost Ch.5 Ch. 5 : Link's decision.
As the storm continued raging on through the night, the two girls had fallen asleep. I quietly placed my git-in back inside my satchel, and turned my gaze towards the window. The storm's rage knew no bounds, as the wind howled with ferocity. Blue streaks of the storm's anger shot across the sky, echoing a large shout across the land. As I continued servaying the outside, I bore into thought. What is the next course of action?
What is my next adventure? Will I be a mercenary, fighting for the sake of the highest bidder? Will I open a shop, or settle down? At my age, most other men are married, or pursuing love. Is my future my path to forge, or will destiny decide my fate for me? Only time will tell I suppose. The matter of housing is also brought into question. I can't keep accepting refuge from beautiful women, that my brother happens to be friends
with. I don't have much gold, it would take time to raise some for a home. Zelda did mention that I could sta
Missing Piece Of Mischief part 5*~Dark Link PoV~*
After I saw Kurai bleeding, I left to get bandaids...being nice is harder than it looks. The stupid onna hasn't even fallen for it yet. She hasn't even blushed or stuttered. I can't stand being nice and considerate to her any longer. It would kill me if I smiled anymore. Why can't she be easier to toy with?! Goddess...
I reached the medicine cabinet and opened it to reveal a small box of bandaid's and some rubbing alcohol. I grabbed the bandaid's and a bottle of alcohol and a small bag of cotton balls from under the sink. I grumbled to myself as I began walking to the room on the west field of the castle grounds. When I went in, I went to the last place I saw Kurai. She was lying on her stomach and running her fingertips across the water making soft ripples on the water's surface. I shook my head as I put up my act again.
"Kurai, I'm back with some bandaids and such." I sat down next to her. The close placing of our bodies made me want to kill myself. I never understo
Missing Pieceof Mischief part 4*~Kurai's Pov~*
"Kurai, wake up. Kurai~" I heard a voice from above me call. I cracked open my eyes to see Dark Link standing beside my bed with his face in close proximity to mine. I blinked a few times and turned my head to yawn. Why he was so close was no buisiness of mine, might as well ignore it.
"I'm up, I'm up..." I mumbled slightly. I turned on my side towards him and brought the blanket over my head. I heard a chuckled from above me and felt a hand on my shoulder slightly shaking me.
"Come on now." He chuckled and tugged the covers from over my head. I moaned in defeat and sat up rubbing my eyes.
"Okay, okay...I'm up now..." I yawned again. I brought my arms above my head and stretched. My back and shoulders popped a few times. I brought my hands to my face and rubbed my eyes, then sweeped my hair back. I turned and looked at Dark Link with a tired and lazy smile. He chuckle and put a dish in my lap with an omlette with green chili and a roll. I nodded in thanks as he went and
Missing Piece of Mishchief part 3*~Dark Link PoV~*
Kurai didn't eat much and she barely spoke...how troublesome. (he sounds like Shikamaru XD) I gave the dishes to a passing Boblikin(sp? I need to work on my spelling...) and continued my walk to Ganondorf's room. I knocked on the door and waited to be invited in.
"Hello Dark Link. I assume the little Ernitie is in bed?"
"Ernitie?" I asked in a monotone.
"Yes. You see, her clan was called the Ernitie clan. A clan of thieves, slayers, and wickedly greedy souls. She is not Hylian as you can probably already tell. Her mark of Mischief she holds is possible because of the blood of the Rymoridde in her bloodstream, Pandora. Without this vicious creature, the mark would tear her open from the inside out."
"Rymoridde?" I was curious at to what this creature was.
"Rymoridde is a creature with the Griffon's wings, the face of a fox, one ear of a rabbit, one ear of a cat, body of a wolf, thirteen fox-like tails, piercing dark rich pink eyes, colored like the raccoon, black tails
Missing Piece of Mischief part 2* ~Kurai's PoV~*
After I had ran into that young man, I had ran home. Or at least, what's left of it. I live in an old broken village outside of Castle Town deep in Hyrule Field. More like on the brink of Hyrule Field.
I walked through the walkway of my "house" and sat down at the table. I put the loaf of bread, 2 apples and 5 plums wrapped in the cloth of my dress on the table. I lived alone. I had no family. They were all sick and died a couple years back. I'm not really sure what happened, all I know is I am all that's left. I'm not Hylian. I can't be. I'm an outcast. I steal food and some cloth for simple things I need because I'm not able to get a job. I take things I need, not want. I don't see anyhting wrong with me. What in the Goddess's name is wrong with me? What did I do? I don't intrude on people and ruin their lives. I'm rarely ever in town! Bread and fruit can keep me alive for a few weeks. I see nothing wrong with me.
I sighed and walked into the back room. It had a few