The Legend Of Zelda Fan Fiction ❯ Gerudo Forest ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

They appeared just outside the big double doors. The nerve of the old ghost asking her to do such a thing. She could feel the heat of her anger spreading through her. Jimmy had been hurt once before. She promised it would never happen again and she had meant it. She would cause him no pain just because someone thought it was her duty. Ganon started escorting her down the hall. He gripped her arm as if he thought she was going to run off again. “Where are we going?”She asked curiously. “Some place we can talk.” He replied apparently upset he hadn’t found the treasure he was looking for. “Don’t you need someone to look after your wounds first?” She insisted. “No! We will talk first.” He sounded agitated so she didn’t say anymore. They walked in silence for a while. She had a feeling he was going to be asking her about what the ghost king had said to her. She didn’t know what she was going to tell him. She needed time to think herself. All she knew is she wouldn’t be mentioning the sword of kings to him anytime soon. The closer they got to the main hall the more she could hear people running around and shouting. As they came into view of everyone the Gerudo stopped. They stared from their King, to Melissa, and then back again. “What is the Meaning of all this commotion?” Ganon barked at them. Koume and Kotake flew into view. “Where have you been?” Koume asked. “We were worried about you.” said Kotake. When they spotted the new wound they gasped and gave Melissa an evil look. “ Don't look at me. I didn't bite him.” Melissa said upset they would even think she would do something like that. “Then how did he get it?” Kotake said pointing a finger at her in anger. “Oh no your bleeding again. I just bandaged that.” Koume said fretting over him again. “Do I look a child to you mother?” Ganon asked angrily. “ I have business to attend to with this one.” he said pointing at Melissa. “Well you’re not doing anything till we get you patched up again.” They said together. Koume started ushering a pissed off looking Ganon down another hallway. He glanced back at Melissa before he was pushed down a different hall. “Chara” Kotake called to the group of girls. Chara stepped out of the group and bowed awaiting orders. “Take this one to her room.”Kotake commanded with that she flew off to join her sister. It was a silent trek back to her room. Chara wouldn’t even speak to her. It was okay though. First thing she did when she got in her room was plop down on the cot. The old ghost didn’t know what he was talking about. She was just a regular nobody. Not a sword or a dragon or whatever else he had called her. She just couldn’t believe it. What did he mean she would find out soon? Her stomach was turning in knots so she decided to just take a nap. Maybe with a little luck she would wake up in her own bed. She woke to the sound of the door opening. Opening her eyes she saw Koume and Kotake enter. She turned over to face the wall. She didn’t feel like talking to anyone. “Melissa.” She heard Koume speak softly to her. “He wishes to see you. He has some question to ask you.” When Melissa didn’t respond Kotake yanked her by the hair. “Owwie!” Melissa objected rubbing her head. “Get up now and come with us.” Kotake said firmly. Though Melissa really didn't want to she did what she was told and followed them as they led her down the hall which by now was becoming a little familiar to her. They went past the main hall and down the hall Ganon had been ushered through before. A little ways down they stopped in front of an ornate door. Koume opened it and gestured for her to enter. His room looked like nothing she would have pictured him in. Rows of thick tomes lined the wall. It was like a library. Not that she didn’t think he read, she just couldn’t picture him sitting down and taking the time to do so. They turned past a stack of books and walked up to his bed where he laid looking paler than the last time she saw him. She noticed that the bandages were still soaking up blood from the wound he had gotten in battle. “We have brought the girl.” Kotake said shaking his arm trying to rouse him. His eyes did not even open and his fresh bandage already had blood seeping through. Was he still even breathing? Kotake looked worried at Koume. “Did you try sewing up the wound?” Melissa asked and they looked at her like she was crazy. “He has lost a lot of blood. If he continues at this rate he will die.” The two just looked at each other not really understanding what she was talking about. Melissa got a crazy idea. If she hadn't felt she owed him for earlier she would never have even contemplated doing this. She started to look around the room for anything she could use of course not seeing what she needed. “Ok. I am going to need some help if we are going to get him stable.” Melissa continued. They just kept staring at her. “I need one of you to sew him up.” She repeated. Kotake snapped out of it and went to get what she hoped was a needle and some thread. “Koume?” Melissa said turning to the witch who had yet to move. “I need to give him a blood transfusion.” The silence was thick in the room. “Koume?!?!” Melissa said urgently. “Do you want him to live?” That seemed to snap the other witch out of her trance. “What’s a blood transfusion?” Koume asked. “I don’t have time to explain. I need two tourniquets, a tube, and two hallowed out needles that can attach to the tube.” Melissa said worried they wouldn’t be able to find some of the equipment she needed for this. Surprisingly Koume was able to conjure up exactly what she needed within minutes. Kotake Had already started sewing him up and Melissa could see just how deep the wound really was. It looked as though someone had tried to impale his heart but only knew which side it was on. They had missed it completely which is why he had lasted as long as he had. He seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness but would wince every time the needle pierced his skin. She wondered if he could see them, or if he was even aware his wounds were that serious. Melissa sterilized the needles in a candle flame by his bed. It was the best she had to use at the time. She tied a tourniquet around both their arms just above the elbow so as to make the vein easier to find. Koume just watched her as she worked. Melissa had never done this before. She was so worried she was either going to do this wrong or that his body would reject the blood she gave him. It didn’t help that she had a fear of needles. She had already committed to saving his life so no turning back now. She winced as she poked the needle through her skin and into what she hoped was her vein. Sucking on the other end till the blood moved up the tube gave her a very odd sensation. When that was done she attached the other needle to the end and waited for the blood to fill the entire tube so as not to inject an air bubble into his arm. Now it was his turn to be poked. His went in easier and she wondered if he had even felt it. By now Kotake had finished and had joined her sister watching her. ”Now we wait.” Melissa said unsure of how much she could give him without giving too much. She tried not to worry about it. All she could do was watch him. She had just noticed that they had taken off his crown and undid his hair. Long waves of bright red hair fell around his face and shoulders. She didn’t know why she hadn’t realized that the ridiculous hair style he wore used a lot of hair. It actually looked good down. She brushed the strand of hair back that had fallen over his eyes. What was she doing?!?! She stopped when she realized she had been stroking his face. The only reason she had noticed what she had done was because the Triforce had started to glow once again. Her hands had been on auto pilot and she felt ashamed for it. After a while color slightly started to return to him and Koume had found her a chair to sit in. She was grateful for a place to rest because she was starting to feel drained herself and wondered if that meant she should stop. Koume and Kotake kept asking her questions. Like “Where did you learn to do this?” and “Why hadn’t they heard of this technique?” She tried to answer them as best she could but she knew they wouldn’t quite get the idea of what a TV was. “My mom works at a hospital so she tells me a lot.” Melissa decided to tell them. This of course brought a new volley of questions. Melissa was starting to feel light headed and guessed she had probably given her limit. She detached the tube from his arm and hers. Holding pressure on both their arms till the bleeding stopped. He at least looked better and a little color had returned to his face. “I think he will be okay. It looks like his body is taking the blood.” She mumbled more to herself than anyone. Just then Melissa’s stomach growled. Kotake looked at her and realized that she hadn’t eaten anything since this morning. “Would you like to come and get some dinner” Kotake asked being a little nicer to her. Food sounded really good to her at that point. Melissa nodded and went to stand up. Big mistake. No sooner had she left the chair than her head began to spin. She fell forward and barely managed to catch herself before her head smacked the floor. “Oh My!” she heard Koume say. They helped her back onto the chair. “I will bring something to you then.” Kotake said giving her a worried look. “I’ll be okay.” Melissa tried to convince her. Kotake nodded then took off to find her something. Melissa looked back at the Ganon sleeping beside her. “We are even now.” She whispered to him. “I owe you nothing and you owe me nothing.” She thought she saw his mouth twitch. Was he pretending to be asleep? Oh well. Let him who cares. Koume moved to the other side of the bed to hold her son’s hand. She looked relieved. “So…” Koume started. “Tell me. What are your feelings toward our son?” Melissa tensed at the question, but she guessed she had meant that she was curious about when Melissa had caressed his face. Not that she knew anything about her many great grandmother and the role that the ghost king was expecting her to fill. “Uh… “Melissa said pausing not really sure herself. Since they had met this morning she had found him to be rough, arrogant, self centered, pig headed, and power hungry but he had also saved her life. She didn’t hate him quite as much as she thought she would if that was what she meant. “I don’t know what you mean.” Melissa finally replied. “Do you have feelings for him?”Koume asked her bluntly. “What? Why would you ask something like that?” Melissa stammered. “I have only just met your king plus I have a fiance' back at home whom I love and miss.” It felt good to her to say that. Once again she thought she had seen Ganon's face move. It must have been a trick of the candle light. “A fiance' …” Koume repeated to herself looking at her son again. Melissa's eyes teared up. She missed Jimmy so much. She wondered if he was okay. If he was searching for her. Melissa knew the witch hadn’t meant any harm but the mere subject of her feelings for this man before her was already becoming a sensitive subject. Koume looked at Melissa strangely and she felt she should explain just a little. “I’m sorry.” Melissa apologized.” It’s just something that ghost… I mean past King told me that is getting on my last nerve.” Koume looked very interested then. “Oh? What did he say?” She asked curious. Melissa decided to tell a little of what he had said. “He basically told me that I should forget about my home…my friends… my family… my love…” She left out the part about the ghost wanting her to marry their son. “I see.” said Koume. ”Did he say why you were to forget?” She asked trying to gleam information from her. “I don’t want to talk about it.” Melissa said flatly. “That is between me and the ghost king.” And Melissa left it at that. She looked back at Ganon laying there on the bed. His face almost looked as though he was disappointed. Melissa wished he would just stop pretending to be out cold and just get the questioning over with so she could go back to her room and break down. She noticed that his hand was still glowing even though she wasn’t touching him. “Why do you suppose his hand is doing that now?” Melissa asked using this opportunity to change the subject. “Koume looked down at his hand. “I don’t know.” she said picking it up to examine the Triforce mark. “Maybe it’s because of your blood.” That could make since Melissa thought. If just touching him made it glow certainly her blood would as well. Just then Kotake came back with a tray of food for everyone. She was using magic to levitate them in front of her. Koume went and grabbed two of them and passed one to Melissa. She was too hungry now to worry what it looked like and chowed down on what might have been a Cucoo drum stick. Kotake set a tray beside the bed for Ganon if he woke up. She figured he would wait till she left though. Melissa finished the meal feeling a lot better. She could actually stand without teetering over. “It doesn’t look like he is going to wake anytime soon.”Melissa finally said after they had waited for a while. “I think I want to go to bed.” Melissa said standing up brushing off her clothes. “I guess we will guide you back to your room then?” Koume replied. Melissa got up and they made the trek back to her room. “We shall see you in the morning.” They said as she entered her room. She could hear them lock the door again but it didn't bother her tonight. Tomorrow would be a new day and though she had no idea what curve ball she would be thrown next she felt she might be able to manage somehow.