Fantiality

Battle of the Gods

"You're joking." I said. Point blank, she had to be joking. This made absolutely no sense, and I wasn't going to accept it. "That, or you're wearing some sort of enchanted, mind-control necklace thingy."

She laughed. "Oh, Kara, you're funny."

"I don't see anything funny about this." snapped Shadow. "You're a bunch of damn liars! How could you have brought about the rain? Or even this castle? Miyamoto has control over this story, not you."

"Is that what you believe? I'm sorry to tell you, Dark Link, but I've gotten the better of Miyamoto more than once all ready. He should have never made that little hole for me in attempts to draw me into his story. 'Whatever you believe', really quite stupid, especially with someone who wasn't his character." I didn't like how she leaned from one side to the other as she talked. It was unlike her, and yet at the same time it was like her. She was being honest.

"But...but...but he said that this was the natural course of the story. That I couldn't do anything. He said he had control, he never said anything about you, he said..." I trailed off, my mind whirling around in too many circles to make clear sense of myself anymore. Ganon's eyes flickered from Link to me. He hardly even considered the dark young man next to us.

"Whatever he told you, he lied." he said, smirking.

"Why the heck would he have reason to lie?" I asked.

"How should I know?" said Amanda. "But forget about it, Kara. Look around you. Look at what we could do! I'm planning for how our world will be like." She stepped in front of Ganon and twirled on the spot. "What do you think? It would be just like home."

"But it wouldn't be home." I said softly. "Amanda, what are you doing? Why are you with Ganondorf? Don't you know who he is?"

Her happy face turned defensive in a flash, her wide blue eyes tightening to slits. "Don't be so judgmental, Kara. All you know of him is a few lines and pixels in a videogame."

"But Mandy—"

"Don't start with me, Kara! I know more of him than you could ever dream of. I've seen his past, his heart, his ambitions, and you Kara should be more careful in how you label him, for he's not as different from us as you may think."

I snorted. I couldn't help it, taking in the towering, exotic sorcerer before me. "Totally. We're practically twins."

Amanda frowned. "I'm serious, Kara. Don't you remember what you were telling me in the windmill? How you felt like you could never belong? Like we'd never be accepted or find a place here? Well you're right. We were never meant to be here. But with our powers, Kara, this could be a blessing rather than a curse. We could be gods! We could create anything we want!" she began to grow giddy again. "All those stories and games of pretend we played in the Bush Forest could be all real! Our dreams could come true! Maybe this is the luck our storyteller wanted for us."

"And where does mister Dark Lord come in?" I asked, sarcasm being my only defense against such confusion.

"I do not belong as well." the sound of his voice startled me. I had been solely focused on Amanda and the fact that Ganondorf himself was now talking to me sucked away any bravery I had. He looked sympathetic, however, almost understanding and charming. "My dream is the same as yours, and I too only wish to belong, to create, and to live."

"Shut it, Ganon! Don't you dare say another word to her!" shouted Link, stepping in front of me and whipping the Master Sword in between us. Ganon glared at him. He clenched his large fists. I heard his knuckles crack.

"Ah, you..." he said, "yes, I have a bone to pick with you, boy." He took a step forward. I caught a faint pulse of energy radiating off of his hand, looking like heat waves.