Shadow of Ikana | By : cno Category: Zelda > General Views: 14711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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[Authors Note: I don't know if/when I will get around to finishing this story. Real life is being kind of overwhelming, so I do not know what the future holds for this. Thanks for reading either way]
Cremia plopped the heavy bucket down and wiped some of the sweat off her forehead. She heard heavy footsteps approach in the distance, and turned towards the noise. Link was meandering quickly up the path alone, looking extremely uncomfortable. She had never seen someone walk so quickly yet look like they would rather be anywhere else than their destination. She smiled at his approach, but her expression faded as she saw his pink face and pained expression. “Hey Link. Where’s Romani?”He shrugged and looked away, not even stopping once he reached her, instead roaming around in circles aimlessly. “...What’s wrong?” She asked, fear in her voice. He didn’t look at her. “Link, what’s wrong. Tell me.” She pulled out her serious voice, and he twitched at her tone. “I...” His face flushed and he shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. Nothing is wrong.” She raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? Then where is Romani?” Almost as if on cue, the sound of horses marching came echoing down the path. Cremia waited for her sister to escort the animals back to the stable, then approached her cautiously.
“Yes sister?” She asked innocently. “What happened when you two were out? Something is wrong with Link but he won’t tell me what it was.” Romani looked at the ground. “Nothing bad happened.” Cremia frowned. “What do you mean ‘nothing bad’? Did something else happen?” The younger girl couldn’t stop a blush from coming to her cheeks. The older woman’s eyes widened in realization. “Romani what did you do?!”
“Nothing you have any right to get angry about, sister.” The girl said cooly.
Cremia furrowed her brow angrily, and was about to chastise her younger sister when she noticed Link collapse limply in the ground and start convulsing. Their argument immediately forgotten, Cremia ran over to him, Romani not far behind. He was trembling uncontrollably, his limbs wrapped around him tightly. His eyes were wide open, but clearly not seeing the two women in front of him, instead looking far off into the distance.
Romani looked up at her sister with desperate terror in her eyes. “Sister, what’s wrong? What do we do? We need to help him!” Cremia lowered her hand to his chest, and felt his heart beating a mile a minute, not even keeping a steady rhythm. “Go get cold water. Now.” Romani pushed herself off the ground and took off in a dead sprint towards the house. Cremia did the only thing she could do, she pulled his shoulders off the ground and wrapped her arms around him tightly. Using her best soothing voice, she whispered in his ear. “It’s ok. It’s ok.”
It wasn’t a lie. Link was a hero. And nothing bad ever happens to heros. Right?
~~~
The dead faces. They were all around him. The empty, emotionless visages of people who had perished. The Deku Butler’s son. Mikau. Darmani. They all stared at him blankly, but their impossibly dark eyes still judged him. But the scariest one was the leader. Blonde hair, pale skin, green hat. It was a mirror image of himself, but there was something distinctly wrong about it. Where Link’s blue eyes should have been was an endless pool of black. His smile was forced, twisted in a mockery of human emotion.
He was death.
No matter how he ran, they followed. Chasing him. Surrounding him. A sadist version of the song of healing coming from everywhere and nowhere, taunting him. They wanted something from him. The statue of himself growing larger and closer, threatening to consume him. Deep in the pool of its eyes, he could almost see the outline of Majora’s Mask. He heard its sadistic laugh.
But then, as quickly as they came, they were gone. In their place was the familiar but horrifying scene of Cremia and Romani weeping, surrounded by monsters. They were already covered in several layers of jizz, but the violation continued from all sides, both girls completed surrounded. Before his eyes, the monsters transformed. They were no longer the Wolfos, Garos and Gibdos he was accustomed to. Instead, they were morphing into large blobs of green. The blobs took the general shape of a man, with more green on its head. Before their metamorphosis could be completed, they all finished their work, coating the women again with their seed.
They faded away, leaving nothing but the image of Cremia and Romani holding each other and weeping.
~~~
There was a cool, moist thing on his forehead. Before he even opened his eyes he could feel it. He reached his hand up and grabbed at the wet cloth, pulling it away from his flesh. He tried to sit up, but as he began moving, he heard a loud voice. “Cremia! He’s awake.” He winced at her yell, and she lowered her tone. “How are you feeling?” He looked up at the girl sitting beside the bed he was currently tucked into. He shrugged casually, not wanting to discuss his little episode, nor the visions he had in his dream.
Before Romani could say whatever it was she was going to, Cremia appeared at the door and rushed over to the other side of the bed. “Are you ok Link?” He gave her a curt nod and tried to push himself off the bed, but two pairs of hands immediately stopped him. “What are you doing? You need to rest.” Cremia adopted her stern voice.
“Sister is right. You shouldn’t strain yourself until we figure out what happened.” Link sighed and forced their arms away. “I’m fine. I’m fine. And I can’t stay. I need to go take care of something.” Cremia and Romani looked at each other. “What? What could be so important that you need to leave after you collapse out of nowhere?” Romani nodded.
“I...I can’t explain. But I need to go. I won’t be gone long.” At their frightened and worried expressions, he added, “I can take care of myself.” There was a silence, but then Cremia nodded solemnly. “I know...” Romani spoke up. “That doesn’t mean you always have to.”
“Is there anything we can say to make you stay?”
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