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  Link appeared in another part of the castle.  It was another open sky garden, this time overlooking a bedroom with a heavy wooden door leading to it.  He did not understand why he had been brought here.            “What are you doing here?” he heard a voice say from the bedroom.  Zelda appeared before him again by a window in the stone.  “Should you not be on your way with my blessing?”

“I was brought here by Impa.  I don’t understand why.”

Already Zelda understood better.  At least if Impa had chosen to send him here, then there was a purpose to all of this.

“Come to my room,” she said, her tone now softer.  I don’t know why you’re here, but I’m sure we’ll understand soon.”  She opened the door leading in.

As he walked towards her, still in wonder from all the richness of the castle, part of the stone wall from the courtyard twisted, revealing a secret passageway from which a very disoriented Ganondorf appeared.  Turning and seeing the intruder, Link swiftly drew sword and shield.  In response, Ganondorf started invoking a ball of energy.

“Stop!”  Zelda yelled before realising what she had said.  But her words were unnecessary for the boy had already lowered his weapon and the Gerudo dissipated his attack.  For a moment, they were all silent and still, feeling something deep and mystical in the air but unsure of how to act.  Finally, Zelda understood as she looked at each of their triforce signs shining as never before.  The princess knew what was to come, but how to explain to the two others… Read the rest of this entry »

As it is three Goddesses came down from the skies

Let not the duality of man and woman perplex you

For through three has creation been brought

And through three was a road drawn

A triforce created, given to the worthy

Two to caretakers, the remaining to a life giver

From power to courage and courage to wisdom

Light shall reveal the path of truth

***

Zelda stopped reading out loud and looked at the back of her hand, the triforce glowing intensely, proving that she truly was one of the worthy of legend, the life giver.  She then turned to her mentor, the mysterious Impa who had secretly taken her to this hidden room, deep inside the princess’ own castle.

“That is what ales the people of Hyrule, the dark secret behind every precious few birth.  It is the secret Lord Ganondorf of the Gerudo, wielder of the triforce of Power, seeks.  For the woman of Gerudo are many and the man are one.  Their extinction seems inevitable.”

“I still do not understand what all of this means,” Zelda replied, frustrated and shaking her head towards the marble tablet containing the scriptures.  At seven years old, she had quite a character and if she had to hide it during her duties as a princess, Zelda had no retention as a scholar of Impa.

“Then I shall tell you.  And once you learn, then your fate shall be sealed.”… Read the rest of this entry »

  The night was warm and clear, lightened by a full moon, a lover’s moon.  The forest was silent but for a few owl hoots.  Somewhere in the treetops, a sole figure was standing guard to protect Knothole, the secret town of the Freedom Fighters, from any intruders.  He was an orange twin tailed fox named Tails.  He yawned.  It had been a week since he had slept well.  As he turned 13, Tails had become a full pledged freedom fighter, meaning more patrols, day and night, more raids on Robotropolis and the worst: less time for sex!  The last sexual encounter he had was this morning a quickie with Sonic before going to bed, but he was too tired to really enjoy it.  He sighed.  It almost made him want to become a kid again.  Almost.            Tails looked around with his night vision goggles.  Nothing in sight… as usual.  As he turned however, the sound of moving leaves caught his attention.  He looked down and indeed saw a bush shaking, yet there was no wind.

            “Who is there?” Tails asked loudly.

            From the bush came the small cries of a squirrel and Tails relaxed, “You can come out Shadz, I know it’s you.”

            “How can you be so sure?” heard the fox.

            “Squirrel cries is the oldest trick in the book and I know how much you like to use the oldies.”

            A tall wolf came out of the bush.  His white fur was of great contrast to the black night, as were his golden yellow eyes.  Shadow Forsythe, or Shadz as Tails liked to call him, was a ronin, a lone wanderer with only Blackstar, his girlfriend and mate, by his side.

            “I like the young ones much more then the oldies”, he responded with a hint of passion…. Read the rest of this entry »