"Didact, I'm pretty sure the only ones with the answer to that
question are the gods and God who have put us here - or dragged us
into this madness people call an adventure, anyway." Skye couldn't
resist to point out, her tone flat. The joke was there though, for
those who had caught it.
"Adventure? Really?" Didact asked sarcastically. "It was worth a
shot, though." He looked at Link. "Okay. I give up. He wants to
join our group, tell him to pick a number and get in line."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
Link was a bit surprised to find that he could now understand the
woman. However he was more surprised by the woman's words. "I
assure you ma'am I don't plan on making enemies. Your... Over
exuberant friend is doing that job just fine." He got the
impression that this woman expected to be feared, simply through
her power. He realized that the woman's words meant she had been
reading his mind! That was not a thought he enjoyed. Navi flashed
at the group, obviously irritated. "Where do you get off
threatening us, huh? And comparing yourself to the princess? As
if!" Link snatched her out of the air, placing her on his shoulder.
"Hush Navi. There's no need to be rude." He grinned apologetically
at Galadriel. "Sorry about that. She's just a bit ruffled after
your friends actions" Navi remained silent, pouting. Link extended
his hand, hoping Navi hadn't gotten them into another mess. "Name's
Link, Hero of Time."
"Which Hero, though?" Galadriel answered quizically, perhaps giving
more questions than answers. Though she supposed she didn't owe the
boy any answers. She though was somewhat amused by Navi's reaction
- in all honesty, even with the Triforce of Power Zelda would be an
easy for for her. All she needed to do was let her darker side take
control - Galadriel stopped her thoughts there and then. She shook
Link's hand anyways. "And it could be argued that I am feared for
many reasons - one of them being my power, yes. However I do not
necessarily like fear - especially fear of me." Galadriel added.
There she went reading his thoughts again! He would need to talk to
Navi about this later. "Umm, I'm not sure I understand the
question." He said, cocking his head. He knew that there had been
other Links before him, and he had a vague understanding of the
multiverse from Navi. Was that what she meant? Navi perked up at
the question. "Hero of Twilight. He has some weapons from the Hero
of Termina though." Link pointed at Navi. "I'm just gonna go with
what she said. By the way, what does your friend mean by 'join your
group'? Are you expecting me to stay?"
"Lupine form?" Galadriel questioned. "And yes, you are expected to
join. It is not obligatory, but as Hero of Time I believe it would
be within your interests to save the worlds - and rescue Zelda
again, though this time your adversary shall be an evil your kind
had never faced." She resisted the urge to comment just how well
she knew what Link and the people of Hyurle had faced in the past.
Link glanced at Navi, who seemed just as confused as he was. "Isn't
that what we were just doing? Before we came here we were trying to
help Midna stop Ganon, who kidnapped Zelda." He shook his head.
"Why should I risk my people's safety to help you in your quest? I
mean, I'm sure whatever your doing is important, but why do you
need me?"
"Ignorant child." Galadriel smiled ruefully. "Zelda is long gone
from your world. She was transported to this one some time ago. And
here I thought the so called Hero of Time had been my equal,
superior even... it seems such was not to be."
"Stay on topic, Galadriel. Either we convince him or we don't. If
we don't, I have a feeling we'll be facing Majora without the
Lightforce or whatever it's called. If we do, we'll have a much
easier job of banishing him." Skye pointed out.
Galadriel turned to look at Skye. "As you wish, míleth. I shall try
to stay somewhat on topic."
Link rolled his eyes. "Yes, insulting the person you want help from
is definitely the best way to go about it. You're hardly being fair
anyway. How was I possibly supposed to know Zelda was here? I just
got here less than thirty minutes ago. That's hardly a sign of
weakness." Navi snickered, flitting above his head. He shook his
head in exasperation. "If Zelda is here then I guess Hyrule is safe
for now, and it's my duty to protect her. Anyway, what's this about
Majora? I thought my predecessor killed him? And it's called the
Triforce."
"Forgive me, but I am neither a Seer nor have I even been to
Hyulre." Skye remarked, the sarcasm clear in her voice. Galadriel
laughed. "There is no such thing as safe in this world, Link. There
is never such a thing as safe, in any world. But you may think what
you wish. Majora is a demon, the reincarnation of evil itself. Can
evil be killed? No. Not until Dagor Dagorath. Can you kill Majora?
No."
Didact was finding it hard to follow the conversation, but decided
to hold off his questions until he was sure they were done talking
about things he didn't understand.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
Quill watched the whole conversation unfold. "Oh well, may as well
apologies." Quill got up to Link and raised his hand for a
handshake. "Sorry about before. Name's Quill." Lockehorn waddled
next to Quill. He was hungry.
Link couldn't help a frown creeping onto his face. How pessimistic
could one person be? He crossed his arms, shaking his head at
Galadriel. "Well, if you want to believe that, good for you. I
choose to believe in a better future for the ones I care for. They
will be safe, no matter the cost." He waved his hand dismissively.
"Anyway, you don't seem to know much about the true nature of
Majora. He's far from being simply an incarnation of evil. I'm not
going to go into that story now though. My predecessor obviously
was unaware of this, or else he would have hunted him down." He
ignored Skye's sarcastic remark. He turned to look at Quill, giving
him a suspicious look. Navi flew between them, pulsing a dull red.
"Are you sure you are apologizing to the right person?" Link raised
an eyebrow at her. Something about this placed seemed to be making
her quite a bit more aggressive.
"Quill, I think you should apologize to Navi, not Link. Despite the
fact that she looks like a floating ball of fiesty light, she's
sentient. And it's rude to ignore her either way." Skye pointed
out. "Though may I ask how a handshake would be possible?"
"It's complicated." Galadriel telepathically answered Skye.
"And I am not pessimistic. Believe me, if I were I would not
have given what is essentially my most powerful weapon to Frodo,
who was a bumbling little hobbit when he passed through my
realm."
"Actually, he was a lost, bumbling, shuttering little Hobbit,
Galadriel." Skye quipped.
"Sometimes I wonder why I fell for you."
"But you still did, and still are."
"True enough."
"I don't know what a Hobbit is, but by you tone I'm assuming it's
about as useful as a Deku scrub. Still, putting you trust in
someone who is highly inadequate for a job isn't the same as
optimism." Link commented. He noticed the look that Galadriel gave
Slye. He had first assumed they had some familial relation, either
sisters or mother and daughter, but that look told him an entirely
different story. He would make note of that. "It doesn't matter
though. I'all stay and help. Also, that reading my mind thing is
going to get real old, real fast." Navi dimmed her glow, allowing
her body to be visible. "Of course I'm sentient. I'm not just an
orb of light you know." Her face was a mask of pouting, and her
arms were crossed like a child throwing a tantrum. "Enough Navi.
Not every word they say is meant to insult you." Link said,
glancing around. "Hey, where did your Stalfos friend and the hooded
man go?" The two had vanished.
"Can I kill them now?" Was Galadriel's automated response, which
earned her a glare from Skye. "Alright, alright! I'll find out what
they're up to first." She said, before her eyes glowed. The look
that decorated her face soon after was not pretty.
(Where are they? I noticed you hadn't used them, I was wondering
about that.)
Hoodie gazed out across the open field. He had no clue where they
were, but this is where the master had called him. Skin-Taker had
opted to tag along rather than deal with Galadriel alone. The field
stretched on for as far as the eye could see. He wasn't even sure
they were in the same dimension as before. He had simply heard the
call and followed. Skin-Taker broke the awkward silence. "Well this
place sucks. You sure we're in the right place?" Hoodie felt a bit
offended by that. "Of course I am. I am always sure." A tear opened
up before them, similar to the ones Taker made, but filled with
static. A black silhouette wearing glasses appeared. This was The
Observer. He was the conduit to all the Proxies, relaying orders
from the master. "I will not stay long. You will return to the
world you came from. Do not assist the Elven woman in her quest.
Her groups actions will cause the destruction of the Ark. You will
do everything in your power to hinder them. Do not die. Do not
fail. Goodbye." The rift closed, leaving only silence behind. "That
was only slightly horrifying." Taker commented. "But we should
probably get to work, huh?" Hoodie nodded. They had there orders.
He would obey.
Didact was inside the Approach. He'd managed to get the main power
system running. Sparks flew out of severed circuits and the lights
flickered on and off, but it was enough. The panels that had been
on the left side on the wall were now lining the floor while the
ones on the right were now on the roof. The entire ship was on it's
side.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.