The Symbol

The Trap

Zalia brought her mother twelve soldiers to protect her, but it was all for naught. Someone had already ransacked her house. It was in ruins.

The trespasser was still inside. She ordered 15 of her best soldiers to bring him to her, but they never returned. She took a step into the house. It was dark, even though it was the middle of the day. She took another step. She turned, suddenly, to her right. There he was.

She took a step toward him and called out, "Where is she? What have you done? I can wipe you off the face of the earth in one word. Where is she?" He looked at her and smiled. "Ha. You defeat me? Girl, I'm the one who gave you your power. Surprise, surprise, I am the infamous 0wL you talk about, don't worry, your step mother will be ok in my dungeon, and Zelda, make a right choice about your next choice of person, I will show you who to pick this time, to let you get the hang of it. Come, follow me. Your soldiers are dead by the way, hope they weren't important.

He walked down the hall and stopped. Zalia was caught off guard and got a few steps ahead of him. He easily saw his chance, and pushed her in. She stumbled into the room. It was all black, but before she could think anything else, he slammed the door and locked it.

The locking itself, must have took an hour, because she was hungry when she heard it stop. She heard about 32 locks on it, but there could've been more.

"Ha ha ha. Lookie here. The amazing Zalia is trapped? Oh No! What will the people think? This is a disaster!" He replied, then walked away, laughing all the way.

"Oh great, what do I do now.? Zelda? Oh Zelda? Hello, are you in there?"

Yah, I'm here, what do you want? Want me to blast you out of here? Is that it?

"Well, if you could. But you can't now, can you. Didn't the owl just walk out on you?"

That's the least of your worries. This is THE dungeon. As in, the dungeon that kills people slowly within five years. FIVE years of painful death, and by the way, the one you met, he was the worst of his split personalities. He has dozens of them. Like, there's grumpy, mad, smad, happy, overly joyful, sad, fun, stressed, creepy, evil, envy, sleepy, gluten, stupid, weird...

"I think I got the picture. So, which one is he?"

He's, I think, wait, no, um, it's uh, Gralaphy.

"Gralaphy"

Yes

"Gralaphy"

Yes

"Gralaphy"

And...

Gralaphy

Shut up

"Gralaphy"

What the heck, you idiot! Just shut up it's the combination of grumpy, laughy, stupid, and idiot.

"Ok, uh, moving on. CAN YOU?

Well, I've never tried. Uh oh, hear that, that would be the machine starting up again.

"What. Oh, the highly deadly machine, k"

She tried to dodge all of the spikes, while shouting to Zelda to just do it. The spikes singed pass her, while some of them hit her. Good thing, she was still wearing her armor, but it wasn't enough, she was soon covered in them.

Station two, please continue through the door to continue, soon you will be home free.

Zalia was overjoyed, she started down the path, but Zelda stopped her.

Do you know what's in there, it's a presser, a presser that will kill you, not by squishing you, but by stabbing those little needles into you. Pull them out, then continue, and when you're in there, continue running till you reach the door, then unlock the door with this toothpick, it should be easy.

Zalia did everything she said, then she ran through, it was a long, dark tunnel. She kept running till she crashed. She felt in her pockets for a toothpick, but by the time she got one, there was only about two feet in between the walls! She quickly fought to open the door, and was greeted by a friendly click, and she squirmed home free. It was an open room, with tons of control panels and switches. She turned around to make sure she wasn't in a tube, and then, she ran toward them.

They gave her one look then, picked up their guns. She swung toward them, sword in hand and slayed the lot of them. Something stung her back. She couldn't move. She crumpled to the ground, unable to move. "Ha, ha, ha. So, this is what you're capable of, huh. Well, better make it a quick death, then. Prepare the ultra guns, and don't forget the detracetor-deminishetor. Don't worry, this will be quick, and painful. The voice said behind her.