"If you plan on being the hero/heroine you know you are, you first must have the thoughts of that character. There is a difference between courage and cowardice, right and wrong, and taking a life and doing your job. Courage is showing strength and bravery when your fears come true, not the absence of fear. You use that courage to avenge the wrongs that have happened, that are happening, and that will happen to everyone, not just against you. Never focus on the darkness within a person, but turn your focus towards the light within all." Silence surrounded everyone for a few seconds.
"That's it?" I asked.
"Yes, it is," General Impa replied.
"Okay then. Uh, I'm getting kind of hungry, so why don't we go eat and think about it?" I suggested.
"Okay," Zelda said.
"I can make us something," General Impa said.
"Okay, let's all go inside then," I said. Inside we stepped. After pushing gravel down and making a grass path, we made it through the door and to the kitchen.
Impa went to work in my small kitchen, mixing and muttering and bustling about. It seemed that she had quite a bit of experience with cooking. As she cooked, smells began to waft into every corner of the kitchen.
Mmmmm... the food's aroma was a pleasing one, one that would make you fall asleep if you smelled it long enough. Impa began serving onto plates as Sara and I sat down at the table.
"So, do you have a name for this dish?" I asked.
"Well, no," Impa (Lily) replied after swallowing. "It's just something I made using fish and rice served alongside Dahl.
"It is quite delicious," Zelda (Sara) said. I think you would make a great chef."
"I was, actually, for a period of time. I would cook food for supper for my family. I would ask everyone what they wanted for supper at about 3:50. They would all tell me, and they would always have different opinions and different choices every day. I would make something that combined all those meals into one for my family of 5. Not taking me into account it would be my parents, my younger sister, my younger brother, and my older brother," she sighed, reminiscing about her past. "I know you're wondering why I was chosen to be the General - even I don't know the answer -, but the answers to all our questions will come in due time, including the question: "why did my mom have to be the only one to survive the attack of the black-robed boy?" Something must have made its way into him. I can't believe he would do such a horrid thing with much violence." She looked like she wanted to break but refrained herself from doing so.
"Impa," I said soothingly, "We will bring this man to justice. We shall avenge for our losses, but right now our focus should be-" there was a sudden crashing and crumbling of glass. We all stopped talking. We all stopped moving. The only thing to hear was the gentle breaths around the room.
"General, may I borrow your blade?"
"S- sure," she said a bit hesitant. She always wore that sword. She slowly drew the blade and placed it in my hands.
"Thank you," I said and walked off slowly to examine what happened. Up the stairs I creaked, ever so slightly stepping, as quiet as a mouse. I walked straight to one end of the hall and found nothing out of the normal. I then proceeded to the next room down and noticed nothing abnormal. Off to the next room I go. Wait, there's something not right about this room. I decided to walk in. I noticed immediately that something was awry in the room, just seconds before I saw the one who had broken the glass. It was fortunate that I did, for no sooner had I seen him, than he attacked me. I parried his attack and gave him a counter blow to the stomach, faster than I could have imagined. He could do nothing but yelp in pain as I swung my left fist into his right cheek. He fell to the ground, so I immediately checked his pulse. He had one, so I ran back downstairs and to the kitchen only to see the girls trying to fight off the other intruders. Before I could do anything, they were knocked out and being dragged out the back door. I immediately ran to attack the masked kidnappers. One by one, they fell to my hands. I managed to take out all but one. The last was the guy dragging both Princess Zelda and General Impa out the door. Of course he was the biggest of his group, much bigger than me, wearing a clown mask.
"Lie them down, now!" I boomed at him.
"Or what? What do you think you can do to me kid?" he replied in a very malicious tone. I took a step towards him just to hear several odd clicking sounds go off.
"Why are you all wearing stupid clown masks? I assume you call yourselves the "Killer Clowns", right?" I asked.
"That is none of your business, now back off!" one of the men shouted.
"Why? Is he really so fragile? Why can't he turn and fight me. He'll take me down with his bare hands. I'll bet he's too scared to even try." Everyone backed off at this (surprisingly).
"Alright, princess," the big dude said, "I am Mike, and I am going to crush you!"
"Please, by all means crush me." He ran towards me with his fist aimed at my stomach, but I dodged, and he hit nothing but air. I am almost positive it hurt him once I sent my fists of justice into his face over and over again. As I punched him, I saw another group of the masked men who had attacked us coming toward us across the field. Everyone overlooked as I sent the giant to the ground with one last blow. "Well, I guess David DID kill Goliath with only rocks." I had both Sara and Lily at the community park nearby before anyone of them could fill us with lead. "What? Already?!" I shouted in rage and fear, "Oh, COME ON!"
I lay my friends nearby a lonley bench under a tree in the middle of the park as the enormity of what I just experienced began to pressure and press down on me.
"No. No!" I shouted in rage and fear, "Oh, COME ON!"
"Hey hey hey, don't be so loud," Zelda said, slowly sitting up, "Someone will hear you."
"Oh, hey there," I replied. We looked to the General.
"General, are you okay?" Zelda asked. All Impa could do was groan, for she was badly wounded.
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The Legend of Zelda: Humanity's Last Hope (by LinkDaLegend)
Fanfiction"We pulled to a slow stop at the Castletown Station. The town was fine. All the buildings were in their places, untouched. It was, though, oddly quiet. Peaceful. Empty. The winds blowing in the silent town brought back memories of when I had a famil...
