Gerudo Forest

Gerudo Forest Chapter 1

She woke to the sound of shouting. A dull thudding sound was coming closer from somewhere in the darkness of what she thought was her bed room. She couldn't quite make sense of the noises she was hearing. She reached over to shake her fiancé, who should be laying next to her only to not find him. The bed felt much harder than usual.  

"Jimmy? Jimmy where are you?" she called softly trying not to panic.  

The room felt strangely frigid. The weather channel had predicted a hot night so why was it so cold? The air hitting her legs made her realize her covers were off. She shivered reaching for the sheets when the sound of clashing metal being struck repeatedly startled her eyes open.  

What she saw before her was not her bed room. A deep starlit sky was looking back at her from where she lay. She sat up and looked around. Jimmy was nowhere to be seen. The breeze she had thought was being created by her two air purifiers and stand up fan was actually the wind. 

The clouds brushed past the full moon spilling a silvery light on her surroundings. What the light revealed shocked her. Her bed had been replaced with a flat rock in the middle of a sea of sand.  

"Ok this just has to be a dream. I just need to give myself a good pinch." She whispered to herself but pinching had no effect and she just sat there confused.  

The shouting and metal clanging kept getting louder. It sounded to her as if a full on battle was being waged just over the huge sand dune to her left. Sounds of horse hooves could now be distinguished from the dull thudding that she had been hearing before.  

A thought had just occurred to her. What if her fiancé was just over that ridge? Was he in the middle of the battle? She just had to risk a look. It would do her no good just to sit there.  

"Ok Melissa you just need to look over that hill. No one will even know you were there." She said to herself.  

She worked her courage up and started towards the noise. The sand gave under her feet causing her to almost fall a couple of times. As she got near the edge of the dune she lowered to a crouch peaking over the edge trying not to be seen by whoever was down there. 

Two armies that looked like they had come from two different fantasy movies were facing off. The army closest to her was dressed in heavy armor and chain mail. They looked to be composed of mostly men. The other army was so drastically different. All of them were women dressed in what looked like Arabian harem out fits. Their red hair flowed as they slashed ferociously at the armored men. She skimmed the crowd for her fiancé and was relieved not to see him mixed in there anywhere.  

At first as she watched she thought the lack of armor on the group of female warriors would leave them at a disadvantage but the more she studied the event below the more she could see that the armor was actually weighing the men down into the sand making it harder for them to move. The women were so fast and agile. For every blow the men would strike, the women were able to counter with three. 

A flash of light struck in the middle of a group of the armored men which sent them flying. A gleeful cackling came from above. She looked up in amazement just in time to see two little old women flying away on brooms, just avoiding the volley of arrows being sent there way. Another half of the armored troop that surrounded a man who must have been their leader. He sat on top of a white mare covered in a golden armor.  

Melissa let her gaze follow the impossible flying brooms. The clouds had moved in once more and from them lightning flashed, allowing her to see the brooms coming to a stop finally after crossing a good distance.  

Even at that distance she could see Him when the lightning would flash. A man on a dark armored horse, his cape whipping out behind him in the wind. He was flanked by more of the women warriors also on horseback. The dark figure of the man pointed towards the other forces. It was all the women on horseback needed. They raced their horses forward striking at enemies that crossed their path as they went.  

All of a sudden she heard a raspy voice shriek above her. Melissa looked up to see the two old ladies hovering over her. They shouted at her but she didn't recognize the language at all.  

"Uh hi." Melissa tried. "I'm sorry but can't understand a word your saying. You wouldn't happen to speak English would you?" 

The two old crones just stared at her for a moment then began to talk amongst themselves. They sounded as if they were bickering about something. Melissa couldn't understand them but at least they weren't trying to kill her. One shouted at the closest group of horseback women. It was a little too late to run when Melissa realized what was happening. She almost felt silly about doing so but as she watched the horse galloping towards her she panicked.  

She made a mad dash away but knew she wouldn't actually be able to out run a horse. She felt a sharp tug at the back of her night shirt and was lifted into the air. Her captor was definitely stronger than she looked. She pulled Melissa onto the horse and together they rode off and Melissa dared not struggle for fear of falling off in the middle of the battle they were riding through. She didn't even dare speak till they crested over another dune leaving the fight behind.  

"Where are you taking me" she asked after riding what seemed a few good miles. The lady didn't answer. "Could you at least tell me where I am and how I got here?" But again she was greeted with silence. "What are you going to do with m-" 

The woman cut her off in the same strange language and though she couldn't understand what she was saying something about her tone made Melissa think it was best not to ask any more questions.  

They arrived at a huge stone temple-looking building that looked as though it had been carved out of the rock face from which it stood against. Melissa stared in awe of the beauty of the carvings etched into it.  

They dismounted and the woman dragged her into the temple. As they traveled through the maze-like hallways Melissa found herself feeling that if she were left alone, she would be lost. No escape now, she thought to herself. Finally they stopped and entered a room. Melissa's captor said something sternly to her as she was flung into the room and Melissa turned to protest but the door had already been shut. She heard the sound of a lock clicking. Now she was alone to ponder just what was going on here.