Every sign and spark of life had vanished, all that remained was a cold, stone room filled with the very essence of death. Bodies of guards and monsters alike had been slain and scattered across the room as if some sort of morbid decoration for a party. There was blood splattered on every wall and surface, the upturned, shattered tables, the stone floor, and the carpets of the Throne Room of which had been slashed and greatly wrinkled, showing signs of struggle. Among the scattered and splintered spears, I noticed the Hero's bow which was greatly worn from his grip. Avoiding the fallen bodies everywhere, I moved toward it and within seconds I snatched it up. It must've been knocked from his hand when he was trying to use it, for whatever reason, it must've annoyed the Evil King if not, wounded him greatly. Surely whatever reason that forced the Evil King to rid Link of the Bow must mean he was weakening and slowing down. Distant whispers of blades were carried to my ears as if the wind were carrying them upon its breath, I tucked the bow away safely for the Hero and darted up the stairs towards the sounds. Surely he would want it back afterwards, it would never dawn upon me that he might not make it out alive. I quickened my pace, running up staircase after staircase. In few spots, blood could be seen splattered across the walls along with the tapestries slashed. It was like watching the fight replay over again, I almost could see it. Link forced to duck down or roll to the side to avoid the Evil King's powerful blades. Every few steps, drops of blood stained the red carpet black. I stopped and knelt down, it was still fresh too. I had missed them by minutes, if not, seconds. I rose and returned to moving up the staircase, at last I reached the top. In the room, tiles of the floor were missing. I stepped back and jumped to the center then jumped again to the otherside. I ran out the doorway and into the darkened day, black clouds were consuming the usually clear, blue sky. There was blood there too, I noticed vaguely. Outside on the roof, I looked around. I quickly spotted my object of interest, the Hero of Time. Link, the only outsider who was allowed in the Kokori forest. I barely had time to move before the final blows were struck, I could only stand and watch as it happened. The Evil King, Ganon ran Link through with both of his swords and Link jammed the Master Sword through the skull of Ganon. I noticed a light arrow that had struck Ganon's chest just over his heart. He wasn't pure and so it was eating away at him. That had caused him to knock the bow from his hand, that's why it lay discarded. He was dying from the arrow, I could see from here. His strength was being torn from him quickly as part of him deteriorated. Ganon howled, falling backwards as he tried to pull the Master Sword free. His hands were burnt as he finally fell, dead upon the roof of the castle. The tower that Ganon himself had created when he took over Hyrule. The Tower shuddered, without the magic of the Evil King to hold it up anymore it began to cave in and collapse. I hurried over toward Link, wrenching free the blades. Wincing slightly as the burned through my bandages on my hands, I hefted Link over my shoulder. I turned toward the Master Sword and wrenched it free of the remains of the Evil King. He was no more, a golden piece of the Triforce lay within the ashes. I picked this up too and tucked both away, one into my pocket and the other back in its sheathe. I didn't notice as the piece of the triforce sank into my skin, I had no time to go back through the tower. I ran toward the edge and jumped off the edge, unexpectedly, I had landed on a path that lead downward toward the ground. To be continued... |
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