Termina's Twilit Troubles | By : Stormez_The_Wolf Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 5963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chance floated upstairs and went over to the man he was going to question. "Might I help you with something?" the man asked. Chance got cautiously smart and decided to start with small talk. "I never caught your name." he said.
"To be fair no one asked, but my name is not something I can reveal. however, my title is the equivalent of a Hylian Sheikah. You may call me Shreika" he responded.
Chance gasped. "How do you know about the Sheikah? I thought I was the only one in Termina who knew the path there!"
"Oh please, as I said before, we are the male equivalent of our Sheikah sisters. If I gave you any more information however, I would have to kill you." He responded in a deadly serious manner. Chance simply nodded, then a thought popped into his head. "Does your girlfriend know?"
"Yes, why wouldn't she?" the man deadpanned.
"No reason. by the way, we're headed to the well in the morning. Do we need anything specific?" he asked. ~better safe than sorry~ he thought to himself as the man nodded. "Here, you can only make it through the well with a Gibdo mask. someone named Link gave it to me for safe keeping. since there are two of you, you'll need a way to hide one of you down there."
"Don't worry, we've got that covered." Chance said, remembering the Stone Mask.
"Alright then. You'll also need..." he pulled a large basket of several random objects out of his cloak. "all of this." Chance didn't question how he was able to carry all of that. He just assumed it was like when he was carrying all the furniture that he left back in the Goron village. "Thanks. One more thing, though." Chance paused, a bit ashamed at his next question. "Is there anywhere I can sleep besides the basement? Ester's a bit... I don't really know how to describe it. She just doesn't seem like herself."
"Ah... girl troubles? well I wish I could help, but it is almost morning anyway. You would get thirty minutes sleep at the most." The Man calling himself a Shreika said.
"Alright... I'll just go wait for her to wake up, then." Chance said. however a minute after he went downstairs, he saw Ester sit up in bed with a panicked expression on her face. "Ester! are you ok?" He asked, a little scared for her sake.
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Ester looked over at Chance, still a bit startled about her dream. "I... it was just a bad dream" she muttered, still seeming out of it. What WAS the deal Chance talked about that he and the Fierce Deity had made? Just the idea made her uncomfortable. After all, from what her father had told her, it seemed evil. Like no one should ever come in contact with this mask, or terrible things would happen. So far, it had helped them. Twice. But something told her it might have been because of that deal.
Ester shook her head. "Well, we better get going... I'm probably not going to get any more sleep after that..." She clambered out of bed, and looked down at her gown with slight annoyance. Why, oh why, did it have to be so huge? It was about a full yard of cloth, and she was sure she would only need about a quarter of that to cover her entire body from head to toe!
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Chance noticed Ester's frustration at the size of her dress and a thought occured to him. snapping, a Twili sized tunic appeared in his hands. He held it out to her. "Here, this might be for boys, but at least it will fit you better than that enormous dress."
He looked away as she changed, and occupied himself by checking to see if they had everything they would need. The two then set out for the Ikana Well that would eventually lead them to the castle. When they arrived there, Chance looked down at an old ladder that had broken off midway down.
"Good thing we can float, huh?" he smiled at her. at this point he noticed she still looked extremely depressed. unfortunately, he wasn't good at handling depression, (This was his first girlfriend after all) so he could only hope it would pass.
Before he went down the well, he handed Ester both the Stone mask and the Gibdo mask. "Each of us needs to wear one of these to make it through the place. which one would you prefer?" he asked her.
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Ester blinked when he held out a tunic for her. She smiled, "Thanks. That's much better" It was kinda surprising that he wanted to get her out of that dress and into a better fitting one, considering her new, sexy body that he seemed to enjoy more than she was. Well, it might have been for her not to have her hands full of cloth the entire time, but who knew? She slipped it on, thankful he wasn't tackling her to the ground over her nakedness and actually turned around, and they soon headed out.
As much as she wanted to keep alert, her mind kept wandering to what she had thought of before. She had never had a boyfriend before, just as Chance never had a girlfriend, and the idea of him cheating seemed like a very real possibility. Which would make things much harder for the both of them, it seemed. She could tell he was trying to keep things from being awkward, but that was a bit too late.
As soon as she saw the Stone mask, she flashed back momentarily to the last time she wore it. Chance nearly died then and there... so why would he want to give away his immortality for her? After all, he might get over her soon, and then what? He would be stuck in a mortal body, and he might not be able to do anything to get his immortality back. That idea alone was enough to make her question their relationship.
Without a word, she placed the Gibdo mask on her face, instantly bracing herself for the searing pain she had gotten used to from using so many masks so many times, but it never came. She blinked, surprised at how it was literally just a mask. "Huh... it didn't change me..." she muttered, then handed Chance the Stone mask again. "Let's go" With a nod, she hopped down the well, floating easily to the bottom.
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Chance nodded and put on the stone mask, approaching the first door guarded by a gibdo with caution. as per the stone mask's function, it was like he was ignored by all living (and half dead) things.
The well went by relatively fast, with each Gibdo mistaking Ester for another of their kind. They all said something similar, wanting a different thing each time. They would then disappear when given what they asked for. The only complication was a Big Poe that they had to fight in order to send a Gibdo away, which for some reason wanted a Poe in a bottle.
In the final room, Chance took off the Stone Mask and reached into the chest. what he found was two mirror shields. These were surprisingly two different sizes. One was small enough to be worn by a twili, while the other seemed to be Terminan sized.
"Interesting... I wonder what a mirror on a shield will-" he started, reflecting light from a hole in the ceiling onto a sun icon. The wall it was on disappeared instantly. "Well that answers that question!" He then snapped which sent the Terminan sized mirror shield into his seemingly infinite storage space. as the two left the are through a hole in the roof that had been covered by the sun icon block, Chance took out the Garro mask. "I wonder why that Shreika said we would need a Garro mask?"
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Things went relatively well, seeing as the undead hardly even reacted towards her, even though she was a flying chibi being with a mask on, but she wasn't complaining. After all, they were getting further through the dungeon with each step. The only issue was all the stuff they had to give away. She could have used those 10 arrows, or the spring water, but the Big Poe? Wasn't much she could do with a reaper-like being in a bottle.
Their treasure didn't seem like much, but looks were always deceiving. Ester quickly floated where the wall had been, and let out a gasp. As rundown of a place as it was, it still looked cool. Faded paintings on the walls and pillars, now crumbling to pieces, but what Ester soon realized was they had company. Mummified beings poured out of the entrance, making Ester brace herself, ready for a fight. But, it never came. Instead, they began to... "Wait... are they dancing??" she asked quizzically as they spun like ballerinas out of nowhere. All she could do was float there and gawk with utter surprise at this.
"Uhm... let's go" she said finally after a long moment, and she floated past them and down into the castle.
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