Fan Fiction ❯ Professional Hero ❯ Attack on the Castle ( Chapter 39 )

Chapter 39 - Attack on the Castle

Link had said nothing since he had left Kokiri village, but then again, neither had his children. The four kids just followed their father over Hyrule field with the same determination the Hero of Time had. Link glanced up at Lon-Lon ranch and slowed down.

"What's the matter, dad?" Mikau asked as he looked at the ranch.

"I'm going to kill the queen." Link seemed to think out loud.

"Well, yeah," Malon nodded, noting he had said queen instead of Zelda, "that's 'cause she's bad. She's the one that tried to kill us and locked up mom."

"But we're the only ones who know that," Link continued, still in thought, "so we better get away fast when we kill her. Follow me."

Link started running again, but now towards Lon-Lon ranch. Darmani looked at his twinbrother who shrugged and started running.

Feylon was carrying a big jar out of the barn when he tripped. He could already see his mother punishing him for spilling the milk like that as he tried to keep the jar in one piece. Suddenly the jar rose into the air and Feylon fell.

"Are you alright?" a voice asked.

Feylon looked up and looked into Malon's face.

"Yeah," he nodded, "who are you?"

"I'm Malon," she said, "and these are my brothers, Darmani, Mikau and Dekaru, and that big guy who's holding your jar is my dad, Link."

"My mother's name is Malon," the little kid frowned.

"I know," Link said a she put the jar on the ground, "we named Malon after your mother. Where is she by the way?"

"She's in the barn," Feylon responded, "do you know my mom?"

"I used to." Link said as he pushed the barndoor open.

A redheaded woman was inside milking a cow and briefly glanced at the light coming in through the door.

"Back already?" she laughed, "that was fast."

"I thought my absence of five years was long enough." Link responded.

Malon turned her head with a shock and looked Link in the eyes. Slowly a smile came to her face and she darted forward towards Link.

"Link!" she shouted as she hugged her old friend, "you're still alive! I'm so glad!"

"I'm sorry I couldn't come any sooner," Link lied, "but I need a favour."

"Sure," Malon smiled as she grabbed Link's hand and pulled him outside, "ask anything, but first meet the others."

She waved at Makei who came riding closer to see who the visitors were.

"Link? Is that you?" he jelled as he recognised the Hero of Time, "how are you? It's been ages!"

"I know, and I'm sorry," Link nodded, "but I… had other things on my mind."

"Oh, and this is my son," Malon seemed to remember Feylon, "He was born shortly after your youngest son if I'm not mistaken."

"That's right," Link nodded as he patted the boy on the head, "Romani had told me you had a son, but I hadn't had any time to come and visit you 'cause of those monsters that emerged everywhere. What's his name?"

"Feylon," Malon beamed.

"Just like your… uncle, right?" Link recalled.

"Yes," Malon's eyes grew wide, "how did you know? My father said he died in the war, just a few months before I was to be born."

"Long story," Link waved the comment away, "maybe somebody will tell you later. But I need to ask you something."

"Sure," Makei nodded, "what is it?"

"I need six fast horses," Link said, "for me, Romani and my children."

"Is Romani alright?" Malon asked, "since I heard both of you died in the fire that burned your house down."

"She will be, if I get those horses."

"I'll pick them out myself," Malon nodded, "it may take a while, but…"

"No," Link shook his head, "I don't need them now, bring them to the castle in about two hours."

"To the castle? But why…?"

"The castle gate is close enough," Link assured her, "but make sure they're ready, we'll be needing them."

After he had made the proper arrangements at Lon-Lon ranch, Link and his children continued their journey to the castle. Just before the gate, a few soldiers awaited his arrival, but before they could even raise their weapons, he had shot a fire arrow which exploded in their midst. As he approached them, he drew his sword and slayed the survivors without holding his pace. When his kids passed the remnants they saw the soldiers were all dead. Link had killed them in a swift motion at full speed! A few minutes later they arrived at the closed castle gate.

Link glanced at his children before he directed his attention again at the gate.

"Remember," he told them as he drew an arrow, "you only come along to find Romani. Don't kill anyone. Leave that to me."

He let go of the arrow and the fiery point exploded in the draw bridge, sending several pieces of debris scattering. He jumped over the moat and made his way into the town square. His kids had no choice but to jump into the moat and swim to the other side. When they had caught up with him, the town square was empty, save Link and his dark counterpart at the other side, holding a Hylian shield to his side.

"So we meet again," Dark grinned.

"For the last time," Link's voice sounded cold as he drew his sword.

"Indeed," Dark nodded and drew his sword, "I thought it would be appropriate to kill you with the fabled Master Sword."

Link's eyes grew briefly wide as he saw the light reflecting on the flawless surface of the sword, but then started laughing.

"I win," Link simply stated.

This wasn't a prophecy, it was a simple fact.

"So, the sword that can fight off any evil is no match for the great Link?"

"I never needed the Master Sword," Link told his evil twin, "I could have killed Ganondorf with just this sword."

Link held up his sword in front of him as to illustrate this sword.

"My, my, I never thought you were this arrogant."

"It's the simple truth," Link continued, "I only learned of this years after I had defeated Ganondorf, when I learned the true meaning of the Master Sword. If you wield the sword, I think I can say that Zelda has the Tri-Force of Power…"

"Correct," Dark nodded.

"… And the sword draws it's power from the Tri-Force in the Sacred Realm. But since all of the pieces are in this realm, just like when I wielded the sword, it's just a normal sword."

Dark glanced at the Master Sword in his hand.

"You're lying."

"Then tell me, what are my weak points? The Tri-Force of Wisdom should tell you this. And why aren't you attacking? That should be the Tri-Force of Power. And you're trembling, that's lacking the Tri-Force of Courage."

Link held up his left hand where the piece of the Tri-Force glowed brightly.

"Got you motherfucker."

Before Dark had a chance to react, Link sped forward and Dark could barely jump out of the way. Link turned around and continued his rampage on his opponent. Dark had all the trouble of the world to fence off the fierce blows of Link, who now seemed to have no restraint. Suddenly Dark found an opening in Link's defences and kicked him in the face. Link blinked and Dark saw the opportunity to drive his shield deep in Link's stomach to continue his blow to Link's swordarm. Link's sword flew out of his hand and came to a halt a few meters away. Dark laughed loudly as he brought down his sword, but stopped when he heard a metallic "cling". Link punched Dark in the gut and threw him back. He thew up the Kokiri sword he had used to fence off the Master swrod and caught it without looking.

"Got you motherfucker."

He dove towards his sword and barely caught it and rolled out of the way before Dark attacked again. Every blow Dark could land was fenced off by the Kokiri sword Link used as a shield, as Dark's shield became more dented of the onslaught of Link's two handed sword. Link's final blow almost shattered the shield and Dark could feel his arm break under the pressure. He swore and dropped something. The Deku Nut blinded Link temporarily, giving Dark the opportunity to dodge the two swords and drive the Master sword deep in Link's chest. Link looked down at the sword and seemed to smile before he fell down on the ground. Dark withdrew his sword and turned to the four children who had watched the fight. Dark grinned and raised the sword.

"I think I can handle the lot of you, even with a broken arm."

"Never get cocky," Malon simply said, "always bring a fairy."

"Wha…?" Dark blinked.

"Got you motherfucker."

"I don't know about this."

The guard sighed and glanced at his companion.

"Oh, and I was so glad for finally some peace and quiet," he said to no one in particular, "but you can't shut up for more than five minutes, can't you?"

"Hey! Excuse me!" the other guard shot back as he gripped his halberd tighter, "but word is that the Black Death is coming to Hyrule, and I don't want to be a soldier then."

"Oh please, that's an old wives tale," the first guard laughed, "and besides, quitting the army wouldn't work, since the Black Death kills everybody, right, Randall?"

He looked up at one of the two guards who were on top of the huge gate that guarded Hyrule castle.

"I don't know, Bart" Randall absently scratched his cheek, "that talk about the Black Death started about five years ago, so I don't know if that qualifies as an old wives tale. And more over, every region where the Black Death has stopped, well, a lot of people DID die."

"You call entire city's a lot of people?" Willyfred looked up, "Hah, that's an understatement."

"Oh shut up," Bart said, "there is no such thing as the Black Death. It's just something people made up to give something mystical about the death of all those people. I bet that the Black Death is a whole bunch of Moblins or some other marauders. Not one person."

"Actually, it is just one person."

The new voice made all four guards look up at figure dressed in black who stood right outside the city gates. Behind him stood four children, three boys and one girl, who seemed about eight to ten years old, clothed in green. The man had a huge two handed sword strapped on his back and had his arms crossed over his chest.

"Damnit, Link? Is that you?" Bart asked, "don't make these guys more scared than they already are, talking nonsense about the Black Death."

"Uhm, Bart?" Willyfred gripped his halberd tighter, "the Hero of Time has black hair, remember? We saw him this morning when he left for the Lost Woods with that huge army troop."

Bart blinked and looked in confusion at Willyfred.

"I was sure that he had blonde hair, but if what you say is true, then who…"

Bart's eyes grew wide when he saw the sword entering Willyfred's skull. The tip of the blade did just not touch the wall, but had left the back of Willyfred's head several inches.

This is one sharp blade, Bart thought as Link tilted the sword vertically, causing Willyfred's head to rest on his shoulder, and swiped it sideward. Bart held his halberd in front of him as a shield and flinched as he felt blood splatter on his face, and as he looked down to where his hand used to be, he realised it was his own. Before he even touched the ground, Link had jumped up to the two guards on the gate.

Randall had somehow known something wasn't in order and had moved closer to the trumpet that was in the guardhouse on the table. From the moment Willyfred had died, he had jumped up to the guardhouse, just as he had heard in many tales, but he just stumbled and fell. He crawled up as he heard the deathcries of his compatriot and prayed the Goddesses he could sound the alarm before he died. Why didn't we take it with us on the gate, he thought, it was regulation. He crashed into the door, which swung open, causing him to fall inwards, against the table and the trumped fell down before his eyes. As he grabbed it, he noticed the shadow in the doorway and he looked up. The Black Death (he just knew this was the near mythical murderer he had heard about in so many tales) had sheathed his sword and seemed to wait for something. Willyfred opened and closed his mouth but couldn't take his eyes of the dark glooming figure in the doorway.

"Well?" Link asked, "aren't you gonna use that?"

Willyfred slowly moved his head until he saw the trumpet in his hands. He blinked, well, he thought he had blinked, since this was one of those blinking moments, but in reality he hadn't. He slowly raised the trumpet as in a dream (because that's what it was, a dream, he had no other explanation for this) and put it against his lips. He looked back at the Black Death who still stood in the doorway, as if to ask permission to sound the alarm. The Black Death nodded, and he nodded as well. The trumpet note sounded distant and seemed to echo in his skull until he realised those were the other soldiers who spread the alarm. He looked back to the Black Death who took Willyfred's head between his hands. Willyfred tried to swallow but noticed his throat was too dry. Funny thing, he thought with a smile, my throat is dry, yet I'm crying. If he could, he could have sworn he had heard the dry crack that sounded when Link broke his neck.

Link glanced down to the rip in his tunic that the Master sword had left.

"Should have brought my armour," Link mused, "spend all that money on making an intimidating armour, worthy of the Black Death, and then I leave it at the Kokiri village."

He jumped down to open the gate for his children.

"Come with me," he said, "there's one more stop before we begin the real assault."

AN: I'm really sorry for the long absence, but as I was rereading this chapter, I felt something wasn't in order, so I wrote some additional stuff for it (such as the visit to Lon-lon ranch) and rewrote some other parts. Hope you still like it and you haven't forgotten about me (let this know in your reviews). Anyway, I'm still alive and kicking, just like Link (although I kill fewer people, well, I try to).