Legend of Zelda: A Goddess's Plea | By : elegyenigma Category: Zelda > General Views: 3936 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own The Legend of Zelda game series, nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Quick A/N: This fic contains graphic rape scenes. And I don’t do the whole “she starts enjoying
it” thing. Some portions of this fic are VERY dark and are based on memory of personal
experience. No, I’m not a girl, I’m a
guy, but even guys go through it too, so don’t think that just cuz you got a uterus makes you unique to rape. IT DOES HAPPEN.
I don’t own anyone other than Graide and the plotline
here. The rest is copyright to
Nintendo. I don’t aim to try making a
profit on this story at all. I’m doing
this purely for fun and creativity and an outlet in some ways.
Prologue
It all began in
those dark days…when the kingdom of Hyrule was nearly consumed in
its entirety by evil, before the Hero of Time halted the fell wind that swept
across the land.
Between the seven
years that passed during the Hero’s absence, much destruction was brought on
the land. Torturous cries rent the
nights without fail as the great evil’s minions furthered its destruction,
obliterating and conquering all in its path.
Its true power came
from, of all things…
One
of the goddesses, she who forged the very land of Hyrule.
This was not
voluntary. But she could not retake her
powers after they’d fallen into the hands of Ganondorf.
The horror of
realizing her own powers were aiding in the destruction of the land she’d
created, however, soon turned to relief when the Evil One was banned to another
dimension and sealed away.
Her joy would not
last.
The Triforce of Power…the Triforce of
Din, goddess of fire, strength, and earth, was still in his hands.
It was not long
before he finally broke free of the dimension once again…and the carnage began
anew…but now…there was no Hero to come to the aid of the people. What happened to the people of that kingdom?
…There’s no one left
who knows. But legends of it and its
heroes survived on the wind.
When Ganondorf
restarted his carnage again, he had found a way to harvest even more power from
the Triforce he held…by tapping into the source of
she who was its originator. It was a
long process, and Din did not give in easily…but it finally happened. She was returned to her physical form…and her
powers, out of her control and in the hands of another, were used against her,
to intensify them. Imprisoned
by a man of unspeakable evil, trapped on the mortal plains, never again to
return to the heavens, cursed to hell upon her death…and made slave to the most
evil man in existence…Ganondorf.
But as is the way in
fairy tales…there is always a hero to save they who are in distress. The incarnation of Link was to save the
People and the Land…but for the goddess…there was another hero in shining
armor. He could never come too soon…for
the torment she endured physically matched the emotional torture she endured
with the knowledge that her powers brought this horror upon the world.
“Get up, bitch!!”
”Please, mercy, I beg you- AAAIIIEEEE!!”
“MERCY?! YOU SPEAK OF MERCY TO ME?!”
Another blow landed
across her face…the steel-covered gauntlet nearly broke her jaw as she tumbled
the ground, holding her hands over her head, as if she could protect herself
that way. Ganon
kneeled over her, sneering as he grabbed her long, flowing fiery red hair,
which reached down to her hips, and pulled her up to her knees by it, extracting
a sobbing whimper from the woman.
Despite the cuts, bruises, and dirt that covered her, she was the very
essence of beauty. To Ganon, though, all he saw was a weakling…one who had once
represented “purity.” Such
an inferior, laughable notion. His
upper lip curled in contempt as she spat on her and hurled her to the
side. She hit the wall, hard, and fell
to the ground, sobbing.
Her bright red eyes
were shedding tears without desire to halt.
She knew what was going to happen. This was torture beyond anything imaginable. She tried to crawl away…but to where, and for
what reason, she knew not. She knew that
what was coming was inevitable, just as it had been every other night. Her fire-red dress, once elegant and slightly
flashy, that had once reached down to her knees, was now stained with her blood,
torn and ripped so that it was hardly worth calling a rag. She let out a high-pitched, winded sob of
agony as a kick was landed against her side, rolling onto her side and clutching
at it in pain, silently screaming in pain uncontrollably, all the breath gone
from her.
She didn’t hear his
snarled yells for her to shut up…and to her, it didn’t matter…no matter what,
what was going to happen was going to happen.
She didn’t flinch when she heard the noise of fabric falling to the
floor…didn’t budge when her dress was yanked up to her waist and down to her
stomach, leaving her exposed…didn’t even struggle as she felt him lift her leg
up, his fingers harshly gripping her ankle, which was already bruised from
being grabbed and hit in such ways before, keeping her other leg trapped
between his…didn’t resist when binding cuffs slapped against her wrists, biting
into her cream-white flesh and binding them to the ground. All she did was let out a strangled sob of
misery, pain, despair, and agony as she felt something large, thick, and hot
suddenly rammed up her ass. All she
could do was cry and shake as she was violated.
His cock pumped back and forth in her painfully, causing her to bleed
inside slightly as her anal walls began to tear from his cock’s massive width
and the intense friction. Her head
tossed in horrified agony, her wails hitting a new high pitch, sounding quite
inhuman as he growled his satisfaction.
It wouldn’t be long,
she knew it…and then she felt it extract from her and he shifted, suddenly
sitting on the side of her chest, turning her head roughly and forcing his
thick cock down into her mouth and into her throat. She gagged, almost vomiting, except she had
nothing to vomit. She could only manage
a muffled shrieking sob of disgust, pain, horror, and despair as her throat
stretched EXTREMELY painfully to accommodate him, having to literally taste her
own anal fluids as he began to hump her mouth.
She gagged and choked violently, the tears rolling down her face as his
load suddenly exploded into her throat, overflowing into her mouth and down
into her stomach, some even going into her lungs, causing her to cough around
his cock, spraying his cum all over her face, her eyes clenched tightly shut so
at least she wouldn’t have to see this torment with her eyes. Her muffled cries of distress and pain were
unheard by the rest of the world.
Finally, after a minute more of this living nightmare she was
experiencing, like how she experienced it every day and night, he pulled his
cock out of her mouth, and a half minute later, had grabbed her by the hair,
undone her chains, and dragged her across the rough ground to her cell, hurling
her into it and cackling cruelly as he stalked off to his room again. All she could do was curl up on the ground,
try to spit out the horrible tastes in her mouth, and cry…there was nothing she
could do…no one to save her…
…Or so she thought.
The sun rises every
day and brings forth new events, even if they are like ones we have experienced
before, and they are always different in some way…and in some ways, they are
more different than others.
And we all have a
hero or heroine to save us in our darkest hours.
And she was no
exception.
Alrighty, that sums up the first chapter, which was made to
basically define just what ‘she’ is going through. Horrifying, I know, but the stronger the
emotion, the better the story.
Anyways. Stay tuned.
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