Chapter six: "Blades of Fire"
"So tell me, what all do
you remember of your past?" Nyfer said through the blowing winds, now
wearing a complete black tunic. "I'd rather not want to talk about it,
aright?" Blaze explained, head dropped. "C'mon, you have to remember
something, right?" Nyfer spoke, trying to reason with the stubborn
hunter. "No... Now leave me alone..." the red head exclaimed, rather
calmly, but also coldly. If the low temperatures of Snowpeak didn't
cause the two to freeze, then this would have. "Look, if you leave me
alone after wards, then I'll tell you, alright?" Blaze finally gave in,
rather annoyed with Nyfer. "It all started out when I was younger..."
Blaze began, images beginning to form in Nyfer's head...
~Memory~
The
snow blew at a harsh rate, as the young fighter, about the age of nine,
attempted to scale the cold mountain. This boy had red hair and blood
red eyes, like that of his grandfather, wearing a red tunic and a broad
sword at his side. He killed many timber wolves along the journey up
the dangerously high cliffs, as he continued on his family's greatness.
He's survived this long due to an unknown power that the boy didn't
even know of, as the back of his hand glowed quite faintly with golden
light, unable to be noticed from the storm. He finally made it to his
destination, as the storm began to thin out. The glow on the boy's hand
had faded, as a village came into view. The dark dressed leader of the
nearby tribe came up to help the boy, who was slowly losing
consciousness. After treated of his injuries and his body temperature
returned to normal, the boy stood before the leader and said, "I have
come here to be great like the rest of my family, for my name is Blaze
Morison."
After a month of training,the bow was quite
skilled at hearing far off noises, but other than that, he needed much
more work. "You are still lacking strength, young one, for you lunge
straight at an opponent when they obviously see you. You must make the
kill with their guard down." The leader said, still trying to teach the
young boy, who was irritated. A few days later, a snowstorm broke out,
unlike any the tribe has ever seen. The temperatures dropped
ridiculously, as the boy was asked to do one simple task; create fires
by using magic.
But the boy wasn’t skilled in using magic very
well, and once he summoned forth the flames, they came out in much
larger quantities… and on the buildings.
It took hours
to distinguish the flames, as several casualties took place. At that
moment, the leader approached the boy with unseen anger, saying,
"You've risked our whole tribe, You've caused destruction like that of
your grandfather... For that, I here by banish you from Snowpeak,
FOREVER!" as the young Blaze left the village in shame.
Days
passed on, the boy forced to travel across Hyrule, having no place to
go. Soon, he lost consciousness outside a nearby village, found by the
residents who lived there. Being in a coma for a few days, Blaze awoken
two weeks later, finding himself inside an inn. He was up again in a
day, but he knew he failed to continue on the family name. That is,
until fate shone upon him, as he was then raised in a guild mainly for
hunters. For years, it was there where he learned to control his
abilities, and it was there where he received his fire elemental sword,
Flamberge, the guard shaped like that of a phoenix. With this blade, he
was able to amplify his fire magic and was also able to control it.
~End of memory~
"So,
that was how it was..." Blaze said, finishing, "But, other than that, I
don't remember anything..." he added, dropping his head. "So that blade
of yours. Flamberge, is the legendary fire sword of Death Mountain,
crafted by only the finest Goron blacksmiths there?" Nyfer said,
looking at the sword at Blaze's side, decorated with finely crafted
rubies and garnets, as well as gold. "So I've been told..." Blaze
spoke, unsheathing the sword. The single-edged blade of the weapon was
as bright as ruby, but as hot as fire, enchanted with intense fire
magic.
"But, I have have been told of another blade, the
"Phoenix Blade" or something, is said to be located around here." Blaze
said, sheathing the bright colored blade, "Legend has it, that the
double-edged blade was made from the heat of phoenix flames, thus
enchanting it. But, only half-twili are able to wield it..." Blaze
added, looking at the calm sky, "If you want a finer weapon than what
you got, then this is the one for you..." Nyfer then thought, 'The
Phoenix Blade... compared to my Gaia Blade, the Phoenix Blade would be
a weapon I should look for.' "Do you know exactly where it is?" Nyfer
asked, getting the hunter's attention. "It's said to be located in the
ice dragon's lair. Seeing that it's dead, we're free to enter without
worries..." Blaze said, now standing up right.
After
scaling the mountains, killing timber wolves along the way, they
reached their destination. The cavern reeked of death, half clawed and
half chewed bodies covered the floor, icicles hung on the ceiling. "I
don't like the looks of this..." Nyfer said, the Gaia Blade tight in
his hands. "Look, the dragon's dead. What's to worry about?" Blaze
said, when a familiar chuckle was heard from throughout the cavern.
"It
looks like my half-twili self still won't seem to give up... No
matter." the all, to familiar voice said, as the corrupted twili
version of Nyfer stood before the two. "As much as I enjoy fighting
you, now is not the time, however..." the shadow said, sword sheathed
at his side. "What are you getting at? Who are you?!" Nyfer spat,
gripping his sword. "Hmmm, you don't know anything, do you? I am your
full twili half, Vyfer! And the treasure that lies at the end of the
cavern isn't even worth my time..." the imp spoke, before disappearing.
"Just know that you will die eventually..." were the last words before
all went silent.
"We should get moving..."Blaze said,
moving forward as Nyfer mimicked the same. It wasn't long before the
two came across a finely crafted sword sitting an a pedestal, engraved
with symbols of the twili language. The silver, double-edged blade
shaped like a phoenix wing shone brightly from the light from the other
side of the cavern. 'Alright, here I go...' Nyfer thought as he stepped
up to the blade. After he spoke a few words of the twili language, he
grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it up with great ease. As
Nyfer held the magnificent blade, which barely weighed anything, Blaze
realized something, but was interrupted by the sounds of clashing
weapons outside. Like any other curious people, the two fighters made
their way to the exit.
Looking out from the cliff, the
two saw a cloaked figure fending of a horde of timber wolves. "That
person looks like they're in danger, we should help..." Nyfer began,
but was stopped short by Blaze. "She can take care of herself, as I
sense and incredible source of magic within her..." Blaze spoke, eyes
closed. The fighter then leaped up and their hand was covered in
twilight magic. "So it would appear as though she's a twili..." Blaze
said, eyes open once again. It was at that moment, the woman released
the magic, striking the wolves. Upon contact, the wolves were
disintegrated into ashes, as the woman landed nearby without any
scratches.
Chapter six: "Blades of Fire"
"So tell me, what all do
you remember of your past?" Nyfer said through the blowing winds, now
wearing a complete black tunic. "I'd rather not want to talk about it,
aright?" Blaze explained, head dropped. "C'mon, you have to remember
something, right?" Nyfer spoke, trying to reason with the stubborn
hunter. "No... Now leave me alone..." the red head exclaimed, rather
calmly, but also coldly. If the low temperatures of Snowpeak didn't
cause the two to freeze, then this would have. "Look, if you leave me
alone after wards, then I'll tell you, alright?" Blaze finally gave in,
rather annoyed with Nyfer. "It all started out when I was younger..."
Blaze began, images beginning to form in Nyfer's head...
~Memory~
The
snow blew at a harsh rate, as the young fighter, about the age of nine,
attempted to scale the cold mountain. This boy had red hair and blood
red eyes, like that of his grandfather, wearing a red tunic and a broad
sword at his side. He killed many timber wolves along the journey up
the dangerously high cliffs, as he continued on his family's greatness.
He's survived this long due to an unknown power that the boy didn't
even know of, as the back of his hand glowed quite faintly with golden
light, unable to be noticed from the storm. He finally made it to his
destination, as the storm began to thin out. The glow on the boy's hand
had faded, as a village came into view. The dark dressed leader of the
nearby tribe came up to help the boy, who was slowly losing
consciousness. After treated of his injuries and his body temperature
returned to normal, the boy stood before the leader and said, "I have
come here to be great like the rest of my family, for my name is Blaze
Morison."
After a month of training,the bow was quite
skilled at hearing far off noises, but other than that, he needed much
more work. "You are still lacking strength, young one, for you lunge
straight at an opponent when they obviously see you. You must make the
kill with their guard down." The leader said, still trying to teach the
young boy, who was irritated. A few days later, a snowstorm broke out,
unlike any the tribe has ever seen. The temperatures dropped
ridiculously, as the boy was asked to do one simple task; create fires
by using magic.
But the boy wasn’t skilled in using magic very
well, and once he summoned forth the flames, they came out in much
larger quantities… and on the buildings.
It took hours
to distinguish the flames, as several casualties took place. At that
moment, the leader approached the boy with unseen anger, saying,
"You've risked our whole tribe, You've caused destruction like that of
your grandfather... For that, I here by banish you from Snowpeak,
FOREVER!" as the young Blaze left the village in shame.
Days
passed on, the boy forced to travel across Hyrule, having no place to
go. Soon, he lost consciousness outside a nearby village, found by the
residents who lived there. Being in a coma for a few days, Blaze awoken
two weeks later, finding himself inside an inn. He was up again in a
day, but he knew he failed to continue on the family name. That is,
until fate shone upon him, as he was then raised in a guild mainly for
hunters. For years, it was there where he learned to control his
abilities, and it was there where he received his fire elemental sword,
Flamberge, the guard shaped like that of a phoenix. With this blade, he
was able to amplify his fire magic and was also able to control it.
~End of memory~
"So,
that was how it was..." Blaze said, finishing, "But, other than that, I
don't remember anything..." he added, dropping his head. "So that blade
of yours. Flamberge, is the legendary fire sword of Death Mountain,
crafted by only the finest Goron blacksmiths there?" Nyfer said,
looking at the sword at Blaze's side, decorated with finely crafted
rubies and garnets, as well as gold. "So I've been told..." Blaze
spoke, unsheathing the sword. The single-edged blade of the weapon was
as bright as ruby, but as hot as fire, enchanted with intense fire
magic.
"But, I have have been told of another blade, the
"Phoenix Blade" or something, is said to be located around here." Blaze
said, sheathing the bright colored blade, "Legend has it, that the
double-edged blade was made from the heat of phoenix flames, thus
enchanting it. But, only half-twili are able to wield it..." Blaze
added, looking at the calm sky, "If you want a finer weapon than what
you got, then this is the one for you..." Nyfer then thought, 'The
Phoenix Blade... compared to my Gaia Blade, the Phoenix Blade would be
a weapon I should look for.' "Do you know exactly where it is?" Nyfer
asked, getting the hunter's attention. "It's said to be located in the
ice dragon's lair. Seeing that it's dead, we're free to enter without
worries..." Blaze said, now standing up right.
After
scaling the mountains, killing timber wolves along the way, they
reached their destination. The cavern reeked of death, half clawed and
half chewed bodies covered the floor, icicles hung on the ceiling. "I
don't like the looks of this..." Nyfer said, the Gaia Blade tight in
his hands. "Look, the dragon's dead. What's to worry about?" Blaze
said, when a familiar chuckle was heard from throughout the cavern.
"It
looks like my half-twili self still won't seem to give up... No
matter." the all, to familiar voice said, as the corrupted twili
version of Nyfer stood before the two. "As much as I enjoy fighting
you, now is not the time, however..." the shadow said, sword sheathed
at his side. "What are you getting at? Who are you?!" Nyfer spat,
gripping his sword. "Hmmm, you don't know anything, do you? I am your
full twili half, Vyfer! And the treasure that lies at the end of the
cavern isn't even worth my time..." the imp spoke, before disappearing.
"Just know that you will die eventually..." were the last words before
all went silent.
"We should get moving..."Blaze said,
moving forward as Nyfer mimicked the same. It wasn't long before the
two came across a finely crafted sword sitting an a pedestal, engraved
with symbols of the twili language. The silver, double-edged blade
shaped like a phoenix wing shone brightly from the light from the other
side of the cavern. 'Alright, here I go...' Nyfer thought as he stepped
up to the blade. After he spoke a few words of the twili language, he
grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it up with great ease. As
Nyfer held the magnificent blade, which barely weighed anything, Blaze
realized something, but was interrupted by the sounds of clashing
weapons outside. Like any other curious people, the two fighters made
their way to the exit.
Looking out from the cliff, the
two saw a cloaked figure fending of a horde of timber wolves. "That
person looks like they're in danger, we should help..." Nyfer began,
but was stopped short by Blaze. "She can take care of herself, as I
sense and incredible source of magic within her..." Blaze spoke, eyes
closed. The fighter then leaped up and their hand was covered in
twilight magic. "So it would appear as though she's a twili..." Blaze
said, eyes open once again. It was at that moment, the woman released
the magic, striking the wolves. Upon contact, the wolves were
disintegrated into ashes, as the woman landed nearby without any
scratches.
Well after seven strait posts will someone please leave a comment well anyway, please!
Chapter seven: "Power comes at a price"
Blaze's POV
Once
the woman sheathed her blade, Nyfer and myself headed over to her.
"What is it that you want? Especially you, half-twili..." the woman
said, turning around, looking at us. Nyfer held his Phoenix Blade, my
hand holding onto the hilt of Flamberge. "Calm yourself... I do not
wish to fight amongst you..." she said, but I held on, ignoring her,
Nyfer the same. "Who might you be?" she said, her hands at her side.
"Blaze Morison, and who might you be, twili? What business do you have
here on this mountain?" I said, getting a more firm grip on my sword.
She chuckled a bit, then said, "Fine, I'll tell you my name,
light-dweller... My name is Ayame, and the reason I'm here is because I
sensed a great power. Power of seemed almost as equivalent as that of
the godesses..." as she walked up to us.
As she approached, the
grip on Flamberge increased, the triforce slightly glowing on my right
hand. "So... you're the possessor? Hmmm, yes. I do see a resemblance
now..." Ayame said, examining me, "But anyways, the other reason that
I'm here is because I need your help..." she concluded, as I stood
there. "Listening..." I said, the grip on my blade continued. "I'm here
to ask for a favor, to help me kill the one who destroyed my village."
she said, a fist of hers now clenched. "The target?" I asked, the grip
loosening slightly. "His name is Dark Link, the shadow of the hero of
Hyrule." Ayame said, sending a twilight bolt at a timber wolf nearby,
disintegrating it. "Wasn't he defeated a long time ago?" I said,
slightly shifting my position. My grandfather once knew of this shadow,
created to destroy the hero, which failed. "You would think that, but
as long as the Mirror of Shadows remains, he'll always remain present
in this world, creating shadow of regular people such as yourselves."
She said, the magic level within her rising.
That's when a
loud, evil laugh occurred, as two dark shapes took form several feet
away. The one shadow took form of Vyfer, but the other was shaped to
that of the hero of Hyrule... He wore a full black tunic with and his
skin was also black, his eyes the only thing with colour, them being
red. He held a Hylian shield as well as a dark version of the mythical
sword of legend, the Master Sword. 'Dark Link...' I thought, as I
unsheathed Flamberge. "Hahaha... to think that the grandson would carry
on the grandfather's wishes, but instead, he allies up with the 'other'
side." Nyfer said, sword held high in his hand. "It would appear that
the Triforce of Power chose the wrong person, and for that, you must
return it to us..." the dark Hylian said in a some-what deep voice,
ready for an attack. "And if I refuse?" I said, flames emerging from
the blade. "We'll have no choice but to kill you and take it from your
corpse..." the shadow said, lunging at me, as I lunged right back at
him.
I heard other swords clashing with another as I looked and
saw Nyfer trying to fend of his full twili half. I saw Ayame lunge at
Dark Link as well, but he easily blacked her attack and knocked her
away, heading back to me. As he swung the sword at me, I was quickly
able to block it, as well as several other swipes that followed after.
"Impressive..." he said, as I swung at his now vulnerable form, but he
quickly appeared behind me and said, "Just not good enough..." came
from him as I swiftly turned around and was barely able to block the
sword. As he swung his sword another several times, he backed up and
his sword began to be shrouded in darkness. "You will pay..." he said,
as he spun around several times with the blade swung horizontally, as
bolts of darkness came flying toward me. I raised my hand and absorbed
the coming darkness with little effort. "Look, I may be sided with the
light, but that doesn't mean I don't possess the dark arts like my
descendants..." I said, as I jumped up, looking at the mere shadow "But
this will change everything..." I then held my sword behind me, then
cried, "Flames of Hell!" as I swung my sword at him, intense heated
fireballs erupting from my blade at an incredible speed, hitting the
dark Hylian. 'Is it over?' I thought as the smoke cleared, leaving
nothing there. Then I felt a pressence behind me, saying, "Think you
can get rid of me that quick?" as I felt a shield hit me in the back,
knocking me several feet away, "Well, try again..." Dark Link said as
stepped up and readied his blade for a killing thrust, when he was
tackled by Ayame. I quickly got up and thrust Flamberge into him.
"Don't think I'm defeated so easily..." was what he said before he
disappeared into darkness. "Don't think we're defeated." was what I
heard from Vyfer as he too disappeared by Nyfer.
"Thank you.
Had not been there to tackle him, I would have died..." I said,
sheathing Flamberge, as it had no blood on it. "It was nothing...
although I could've handled him myself..." Ayame said, muttering the
last part. "Is everyone alright?" I said, looking around, not seeing
any wounds on anyone. "No..." "We're fine..." was what I heard from the
two twili blooded fighters. "So you do possess the Triforce of Power,
which was used for destruction in the past." Nyfer said, sheathing the
Phoenix Blade. "So this Mirror of Shadows, do you know where it is?" I
asked Ayame, who just nodded her head horizontally. "Alright... I guess
we're all on our own, then." I said finally, the snow coming down again
on the cold summit of Snowpeak.
Chapter eight: Separated
As the three made their way through a desert, all was silent and incredibly high in temperature. The group was now making their way to the sage temple, hearing recent sightings of the two shadows. "How... long... must we... traverse... through... this desert?" Nyfer said, the heat getting to him. "The temple should be about twenty minutes away, at this calm pace anyway..." Blaze said calmly, practically immune to the harsh conditions. "How.. is it that... you're able to... resist this heat?" Nyfer asked, the breath being lost. "I have Gerudo blood in my veins, as they were the ones who ruled this desert a long time ago. They knew of those who possesses their own blood..." Blaze reminded, then adding, "And besides... I'm not the one who's wearing full black..." Nyfer then went silent, followed by Blaze. It was then Ayame spoke next, "At least we have two people who can handle this heat..." before silence overcame them again.
Because of a short break, the group reached the temple in half an hour, the sun still flying high. "Well, at least we can get out of this heat..." Nyfer said, as the group entered the temple. Quicksand and desert rats infested the area, as if it were abandoned long ago. "Alright, watch your step. You wouldn't want to become some rat's delight, wouldn't you?" Blaze said, jumping to another platform, the other's following pursuit. After traversing dark hallways and climbing high staircases, the group finally found themselves outside again, only this time it was night. The three walked on, reaching the center of what looked like the inside of a Colosseum. Then, on a nearby walkway, Ayame noticed something.
"There... is the entrance to the Twilight Realm..." the woman said, walking up to a mirror. "This mirror is the entrance to your home?" Blaze said, looking at the chrome colored mirror. "And you shall not enter..." the voice of Vyfer said, as the mirror split into eight pieces. As the pieces floated above the temple, they separated into eight different directions. "Damn... That's our only way to get into the twilight realm, and Ayame's way home..." Blaze said, clenching a fist. "Okay, calm down, why don't we just look for the pieces? Surely they can't be that hard to find, right?" Nyfer said, looking at the pillar at the far end of the temple. "He does have a point there, Ayame. Why don't we look for the shards?" Blaze said, looking at Ayame. "Alright, We'll look for the shards. Then after we enter the realm, we'll look for the Mirror of Shadows in the Twilight Realm, okay?" Ayame agreed, as the group left the temple.
After another long journey through the temple, and a quick time for rest, the sun rose once again, it's heat blazing throughout the desert. "The sooner... we're out of this desert... the better..." Nyfer said, his fatigue once again returning. That's when Blaze stopped, listening to his surroundings. It didn't take long for Ayame to notice that Blaze stopped. "Blaze, what is..." was all she said, when she was hushed by Blaze. Nyfer finally stopped then yelled, "C'mon, hurry up I want to get out of this desert!" Blaze then sprinted to the group, ushering them to run with him. Nyfer was having a tough time with his fatigue. "What's going on?" Ayame demanded through breaths, keeping up with him. "Tornado..." Was Blaze said before a gust of wind rushed in the not too far away distance ahead of them. "Everyone, grab hold!" Blaze said, stopping as he stretched his arms out. The twili blooded fighters held on to his arms, but once the tornado struck, the grip was removed, as the wind carried them upwards.
Nyfer had awoken to find himself by Lake Hylia, however something was missing. He looked around, but couldn't find Blaze or Ayame anywhere. 'Where are you guys...?' he thought as he started his search for his allies...
In the high heights of Death Mountain, Blaze awoken from his black out. 'Where the heck am I?' He thought, rubbing his sore head. It was then he realized that Nyfer and Ayame were missing. 'Damn, it must have happened when that tornado struck...' he thought, the memory returning to him, 'You'd better be safe, guys...'
The cold temperatures of Snowpeak continued, as Ayame awoken from her knock out. 'Why am I on Snowpeak? And why aren't the half-twili and the light-dweller with me?' she thought, as she attempted to look for the two...
Well after seven strait posts will someone please leave a comment well anyway, please!
Chapter seven: "Power comes at a price"
Blaze's POV
Once
the woman sheathed her blade, Nyfer and myself headed over to her.
"What is it that you want? Especially you, half-twili..." the woman
said, turning around, looking at us. Nyfer held his Phoenix Blade, my
hand holding onto the hilt of Flamberge. "Calm yourself... I do not
wish to fight amongst you..." she said, but I held on, ignoring her,
Nyfer the same. "Who might you be?" she said, her hands at her side.
"Blaze Morison, and who might you be, twili? What business do you have
here on this mountain?" I said, getting a more firm grip on my sword.
She chuckled a bit, then said, "Fine, I'll tell you my name,
light-dweller... My name is Ayame, and the reason I'm here is because I
sensed a great power. Power of seemed almost as equivalent as that of
the godesses..." as she walked up to us.
As she approached, the
grip on Flamberge increased, the triforce slightly glowing on my right
hand. "So... you're the possessor? Hmmm, yes. I do see a resemblance
now..." Ayame said, examining me, "But anyways, the other reason that
I'm here is because I need your help..." she concluded, as I stood
there. "Listening..." I said, the grip on my blade continued. "I'm here
to ask for a favor, to help me kill the one who destroyed my village."
she said, a fist of hers now clenched. "The target?" I asked, the grip
loosening slightly. "His name is Dark Link, the shadow of the hero of
Hyrule." Ayame said, sending a twilight bolt at a timber wolf nearby,
disintegrating it. "Wasn't he defeated a long time ago?" I said,
slightly shifting my position. My grandfather once knew of this shadow,
created to destroy the hero, which failed. "You would think that, but
as long as the Mirror of Shadows remains, he'll always remain present
in this world, creating shadow of regular people such as yourselves."
She said, the magic level within her rising.
That's when a
loud, evil laugh occurred, as two dark shapes took form several feet
away. The one shadow took form of Vyfer, but the other was shaped to
that of the hero of Hyrule... He wore a full black tunic with and his
skin was also black, his eyes the only thing with colour, them being
red. He held a Hylian shield as well as a dark version of the mythical
sword of legend, the Master Sword. 'Dark Link...' I thought, as I
unsheathed Flamberge. "Hahaha... to think that the grandson would carry
on the grandfather's wishes, but instead, he allies up with the 'other'
side." Nyfer said, sword held high in his hand. "It would appear that
the Triforce of Power chose the wrong person, and for that, you must
return it to us..." the dark Hylian said in a some-what deep voice,
ready for an attack. "And if I refuse?" I said, flames emerging from
the blade. "We'll have no choice but to kill you and take it from your
corpse..." the shadow said, lunging at me, as I lunged right back at
him.
I heard other swords clashing with another as I looked and
saw Nyfer trying to fend of his full twili half. I saw Ayame lunge at
Dark Link as well, but he easily blacked her attack and knocked her
away, heading back to me. As he swung the sword at me, I was quickly
able to block it, as well as several other swipes that followed after.
"Impressive..." he said, as I swung at his now vulnerable form, but he
quickly appeared behind me and said, "Just not good enough..." came
from him as I swiftly turned around and was barely able to block the
sword. As he swung his sword another several times, he backed up and
his sword began to be shrouded in darkness. "You will pay..." he said,
as he spun around several times with the blade swung horizontally, as
bolts of darkness came flying toward me. I raised my hand and absorbed
the coming darkness with little effort. "Look, I may be sided with the
light, but that doesn't mean I don't possess the dark arts like my
descendants..." I said, as I jumped up, looking at the mere shadow "But
this will change everything..." I then held my sword behind me, then
cried, "Flames of Hell!" as I swung my sword at him, intense heated
fireballs erupting from my blade at an incredible speed, hitting the
dark Hylian. 'Is it over?' I thought as the smoke cleared, leaving
nothing there. Then I felt a pressence behind me, saying, "Think you
can get rid of me that quick?" as I felt a shield hit me in the back,
knocking me several feet away, "Well, try again..." Dark Link said as
stepped up and readied his blade for a killing thrust, when he was
tackled by Ayame. I quickly got up and thrust Flamberge into him.
"Don't think I'm defeated so easily..." was what he said before he
disappeared into darkness. "Don't think we're defeated." was what I
heard from Vyfer as he too disappeared by Nyfer.
"Thank you.
Had not been there to tackle him, I would have died..." I said,
sheathing Flamberge, as it had no blood on it. "It was nothing...
although I could've handled him myself..." Ayame said, muttering the
last part. "Is everyone alright?" I said, looking around, not seeing
any wounds on anyone. "No..." "We're fine..." was what I heard from the
two twili blooded fighters. "So you do possess the Triforce of Power,
which was used for destruction in the past." Nyfer said, sheathing the
Phoenix Blade. "So this Mirror of Shadows, do you know where it is?" I
asked Ayame, who just nodded her head horizontally. "Alright... I guess
we're all on our own, then." I said finally, the snow coming down again
on the cold summit of Snowpeak.
Chapter eight: Separated
As the three made their way through a desert, all was silent and incredibly high in temperature. The group was now making their way to the sage temple, hearing recent sightings of the two shadows. "How... long... must we... traverse... through... this desert?" Nyfer said, the heat getting to him. "The temple should be about twenty minutes away, at this calm pace anyway..." Blaze said calmly, practically immune to the harsh conditions. "How.. is it that... you're able to... resist this heat?" Nyfer asked, the breath being lost. "I have Gerudo blood in my veins, as they were the ones who ruled this desert a long time ago. They knew of those who possesses their own blood..." Blaze reminded, then adding, "And besides... I'm not the one who's wearing full black..." Nyfer then went silent, followed by Blaze. It was then Ayame spoke next, "At least we have two people who can handle this heat..." before silence overcame them again.
Because of a short break, the group reached the temple in half an hour, the sun still flying high. "Well, at least we can get out of this heat..." Nyfer said, as the group entered the temple. Quicksand and desert rats infested the area, as if it were abandoned long ago. "Alright, watch your step. You wouldn't want to become some rat's delight, wouldn't you?" Blaze said, jumping to another platform, the other's following pursuit. After traversing dark hallways and climbing high staircases, the group finally found themselves outside again, only this time it was night. The three walked on, reaching the center of what looked like the inside of a Colosseum. Then, on a nearby walkway, Ayame noticed something.
"There... is the entrance to the Twilight Realm..." the woman said, walking up to a mirror. "This mirror is the entrance to your home?" Blaze said, looking at the chrome colored mirror. "And you shall not enter..." the voice of Vyfer said, as the mirror split into eight pieces. As the pieces floated above the temple, they separated into eight different directions. "Damn... That's our only way to get into the twilight realm, and Ayame's way home..." Blaze said, clenching a fist. "Okay, calm down, why don't we just look for the pieces? Surely they can't be that hard to find, right?" Nyfer said, looking at the pillar at the far end of the temple. "He does have a point there, Ayame. Why don't we look for the shards?" Blaze said, looking at Ayame. "Alright, We'll look for the shards. Then after we enter the realm, we'll look for the Mirror of Shadows in the Twilight Realm, okay?" Ayame agreed, as the group left the temple.
After another long journey through the temple, and a quick time for rest, the sun rose once again, it's heat blazing throughout the desert. "The sooner... we're out of this desert... the better..." Nyfer said, his fatigue once again returning. That's when Blaze stopped, listening to his surroundings. It didn't take long for Ayame to notice that Blaze stopped. "Blaze, what is..." was all she said, when she was hushed by Blaze. Nyfer finally stopped then yelled, "C'mon, hurry up I want to get out of this desert!" Blaze then sprinted to the group, ushering them to run with him. Nyfer was having a tough time with his fatigue. "What's going on?" Ayame demanded through breaths, keeping up with him. "Tornado..." Was Blaze said before a gust of wind rushed in the not too far away distance ahead of them. "Everyone, grab hold!" Blaze said, stopping as he stretched his arms out. The twili blooded fighters held on to his arms, but once the tornado struck, the grip was removed, as the wind carried them upwards.
Nyfer had awoken to find himself by Lake Hylia, however something was missing. He looked around, but couldn't find Blaze or Ayame anywhere. 'Where are you guys...?' he thought as he started his search for his allies...
In the high heights of Death Mountain, Blaze awoken from his black out. 'Where the heck am I?' He thought, rubbing his sore head. It was then he realized that Nyfer and Ayame were missing. 'Damn, it must have happened when that tornado struck...' he thought, the memory returning to him, 'You'd better be safe, guys...'
The cold temperatures of Snowpeak continued, as Ayame awoken from her knock out. 'Why am I on Snowpeak? And why aren't the half-twili and the light-dweller with me?' she thought, as she attempted to look for the two...