The first memory I have is quite peculiar. It isn't running through tall grass without a care in the world or tasting my first sweet like most people. My first memory is a dark cold night, thunder waking me from my sleep with a shout. A small blue dot bodded up to me with a candle and knelt down to my cot in the homeless shelter. It was Fi, the little girl who was staying there with her mother. Her big blue eyes sparkled in the light, "Are you alright?" She whispered.
I started into her eyes, mesmerized at how blue they were and her blue hair. All paired with her soft looking pale skin.
My life starts there, in that shelter, staring into her eyes.
Of course I know where I came from before then. My mother died in childbirth and my father couldn't bare to keep me. So he left me in Hylian City at the homeless shelter. All of the young children who didn't have parents were adopted by the Mage Academy to learn magic and help protect and progress the city. And so that was my destiny.
A year after that first night, I turned 7 and was adopted by the academy. Fi and I remained friends and a few days after I was adopted, her and her mother moved in with Fi's grandfather who ran the library and archives not far from the academy. I was so happy to have someone I knew be so close. But what I didn't know was that the reason the old man let them move in was because Fi's mother was very sick.
A few weeks later, she passed away and Fi and I grew apart. She withdrew into a shell and shut me and everyone else out of it. I didn't really understand so for a while, I didn't consider her a friend.
After a years of lessons at the Academy I had acquired a few friends of my own. I was quite popular with the other children my age for a few years. I even had a group of closer friends who would celebrate my birthdays with me. For my fifteenth birthday, they took me to a brothel outside of the city. They said it was a right of passage within the adopted boys at the academy. I felt a part of something, the comradery that came following that night was completely different than anything I had ever had. I went back to that brothel every once in a while to celebrate other boys and somethings just for myself.
But I guess my popularity didn't sit well with some. When I was sixteen and a half, that is when Bender and his buddies, Thadius and Rike, started to get tired of me. They disliked that I had so many friends. So they started picking on me and telling everyone that if they kept acquainted with me, they would do the same to them.
I slowly lost all of my friends over the next few months. Then one day I was walking home from the market through the alley that lead past the library. I was pushed from behind and landed right on my face. It knocked the wind out of me and my groceries went flying. Three smug laughs came from behind me and I knew. Bender and his buddies must've been following me. I looked up to see Bender with his long greasy brown hair and crooked nose and Thadius and Rike, the twins with red hair and freckles as they walked over me. When they turned the corner, I pulled myself up and winced as I touched my chin. There was blood, a sigh escapes me as I shake it off and go to stand only to be met by a strangely familiar sight.
"Are you alright?" A soft voice comes from the young girl with bright blue hair and eyes. She was bending down holding my groceries in her arms. I knew this face, Fi, the little girl who was my very first friend back in the homeless shelter. I must've been staring for longer than I felt like because she started to give me an odd look.
"Uh, I-I'm alright..." I said jumping to my feet. She seemed rather skittish and drew back as I stood above her. She was short and her hair was a lot longer than I remembered, almost down to her elbows. She was only about fourteen.
We shared a moment of awkward silence with me towering over her and she hugging my groceries.
"Um...you're..uh.." I wasn't sure how to say that I knew her. It seemed she didn't remember me at all. Then she surprised me, "It has been a long time hasn't it?" She remarked, not quite looking me in the eye.
"Um...y-yes, it has..Fi.." I replied. I thought I saw a smile flicker across her face, "Well I'm glad your alright, Ghirahim..." She said. Another silent moment passed before I remembered my groceries, "may I have my things?"
"Oh! Yes, of course..!" She said and fumbled to hand them to me, dropping a few more things.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" She said reaching for them, our hands touched as I reached for them as well and she drew back.
"It's okay..." I said softly and looked to her.
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We walked back together and caught up over all that had happened in the last ten years. When we finally came to the fork that lead opposite ways to our homes, it seemed like neither of us wanted to part ways quite yet.
"It is quite late isn't it?" She said.
"Yes, I really should get back to the academy. May I come visit you tomorrow?" I said. She agreed and we parted ways. As I was walking back to the school, I didn't feel the usual dread. I felt a smile on my face that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't wipe off.
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The Story of Ghirahim
FanfictionGhirahim's story of his life before the events of Skyward Sword and his battling feelings of duty and love, madness and sanity. (Includes Ghirafi and mature content) (temporary cover art)