Summary: Ten years have passed since the Triforce Team defeated the Hell Lord Apocalypse Modeus on the fields of Zedusria. Link has never returned, and not even a body of his child has turned up. The remaining two children, Samson and Gogetta, have grown into powerful young warriors. Despite it being the Chrsitmas season, and Jet having all of his friends and family surround him, certain things have been bothering him. What has become of Link? Why is his heart so heavy? And why does he keep having flashbacks to seemingly unimportant events, as if he is trying to remember something? All of his questions may be answered on one fateful day, when the alarm sounds for the first time in ten years.....
Categories: Fan Fiction Characters: Zelda, Link (OoT & MM), Impa
Genres: None
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 30 Completed: Yes
Word count: 72673 Read: 109893
Published: Dec 23, 2004 Updated: Apr 27, 2005
Out of the Flame and Smoke Comes a Warrior.... by BOEG
Chapter Seven: And Out of the Smoke and Flame Comes a Warrior…
The rain had slowed to a light shower. Impa had joined with the rest of the team in Kakariko, and they had decided as a group to go back to the castle and strategize. They knew not what the Gruid-noms were planning in the crater of the mountain of death, but they knew it couldn’t be good for them. When everyone had gathered their gear and weaponry, they headed out from the small house and down the staircase that led to Hyrule field. Jet was first, followed by Zelda, then Kafei, Shinota, and Impa last.
Upon entering the field Jet wrinkled his nose, looked around, that let out a stifled gasp.
“What’s wrong honey? Are you feeling okay?” Zelda asked.
“No….oh no,” Jet said in disbelief.
“Jet…what is it?” Impa asked, curious.
“I….” Jet didn’t finish the sentence. He quickly bolted down the remaining the stairs then ran toward the stream. They were all confused by his actions at first, then his shock became all too clear and understandable. Near the stream which led into Zora’s River was the fallen form of Malon, blood all around her, staining her dress, covering the dirt and the grass, and flowing into the water. She was almost completely covered in the liquid, blood splattered on her face and neck, a tangled mass of bleeding flesh all that was left of her wrist. There was a bloody rock next to her corpse, enough of a clue for the team to guess what had happened.
“Why would she….?” Shinota’s voice trailed off.
“But….but she….” Zelda began to sob, tightly embracing Jet. He held her close, kissing the top of her forehead gently. He wasn’t just holding onto his wife in this moment to silence her sadness, but also to help his. Although he wouldn’t voice his pain so openly, Jet felt the same way. He felt like sobbing. Malon had forever been a friend to the Royal Family, even in the days of Harkinarian. He didn’t understand why something like this would happen.
“She was always happy though, wasn’t she?” Impa asked.
“She was until….Link left,” Shinota said quietly.
“Are you trying to blame this on Link?” Kafei asked defensively.
“No. But more likely than not it was him that drove her to do it,” Shinota said quietly.
“How can you say that?” Kafei asked, enraged.
“How can I say what? He left! He abandoned his duties!” Shinota yelled back.
“He’s just a man like you are! He can’t always know what’s right and what’s wrong!” Kafei yelled, pulling his black hood aside and shaking his bright purple hair loose.
“No! don’t hand me that! He isn’t just a man! He’s the Hero of Time! When you have a title like that you can’t simply abandon it!” Shinota yelled.
“Please stop,” Zelda said quietly, still crying, holding onto Jet tightly, not wanting to see Malon’s body.
“It wasn’t his fault! Last time I checked you still had a son!” Kafei continued, in spite of Zelda’s plea.
“Because I wasn’t dumb enough to let my son get kidnapped in the night!” Shinota yelled.
“Are you calling Link stupid?” Kafei asked, drawing his dagger. Zelda buried her face in her husband’s shoulder. She couldn’t take it. She wanted everything to just disappear. The whole world was swirling together around her, and one line was blurring into another. Nothing made sense anymore, and the only comfort she had was in the arms of Jet. She couldn’t stand the death, or the fighting. It made her wonder why she was even a part of the team.
“Both of you! Shut up! Just shut the fuck up! Can’t you see what’s happened? Malon is dead you two! Someone has died! …and you’re gonna sit here and bicker amongst yourselves?! You aren’t warriors….you’re damn pussies,” Jet said angrily. They fell silent, heads low.
“I’m….sorry,” Kafei said quietly.
“So am I….I…just…dunno,” Shinota said lowly.
“Impa….can you take Malon to the castle? I wanna be with Zelda right now, and I’ve got something for these two to do,” Jet asked.
“Yes, of course your highness,” Impa nodded, slowly walking toward Malon’s body.
“Kafei….I need you to go tell Talon his daughter is dead. Try to be as….gentle with it as you can,” Jet said slowly.
“You’ve got it,” Kafei nodded, pulling his mask and hood back about his face and running toward the ranch.
“Shinota, take my digivice and head back to my house. Gather the team and assemble them at the meeting room in the castle,” Jet said.
“Yeah….yeah,” Shinota said in a tone of disbelief, opening the digital portal and traveling through it quickly.
“Zel….let’s go to the castle, okay?” Jet asked in a caring tone.
“Jet….don’t….don’t leave me,” Zelda sobbed out, embracing him tightly.
“Don’t worry…..I won’t….I won’t,” Jet assured her. They slowly began to walk toward the castle.
Kafei stood in front of the entrance to Lon Lon Ranch for several minutes, thinking about what it was he was going to say, how he would say it. It was times like this he really appreciated the mask about his face. It was so much easier to give people bad news when they didn’t know who you were. Giving a friend bad news in Kafei’s mind was the single most unfriendly thing one could do. He inhaled powerfully, exhaled, then entered the ranch.
When he reached the house he knocked on the door quickly. After several moments Talon opened the door.
“Whaddya want?” Talon asked angrily.
“Your daughter-,” he was cut off.
“She ain’t my daughter!” Talon protested angrily.
“Malon…..killed herself. I’m sorry,” Kafei said, eyes on the ground.
“Th-thank you,” Talon said in a low voice. He closed the door calmly. Kafei’s heart sank. It wasn’t a job he took pride in, but it was done. He slowly walked out of the ranch to head for the castle.
“…and that’s the situation you guys,” Shinota finished. The team sat in disbelief at the misfortune. Ganon and the Dark Knight, both actively trying to kill them.
“Dad….do me and Gogetta get to come?” Samson asked.
“Yes. Everyone gets to come. Ready your weapons. We’re going to Hyrule,” Shinota answered.
“I….can’t believe she could do that? Why would she do something so….awful?” Zelda asked in disbelief, sobbing. Jet had taken her to their room in the castle, and ever since then he had been trying to think of anything that might make her feel better, and so far, his thoughts were in vain.
“Because….she got separated from the one she loved,” Jet answered, holding Zelda.
“Promise me then…that if I ever….if I ever die….you won’t do anything like that,” Zelda said slowly, tears still streaming from her blue eyes.
“But you know that’s never gonna-,” Jet was cut off.
“Just promise me!” Zelda said, burying her face in her husband’s chest.
“Okay….I promise,” Jet responded. Before she had a chance to respond, Shinota walked in.
“Everyone’s waiting,” Shinota said quietly.
“And Kafei?” Jet asked.
“He’s back,” Shinota answered.
“Okay, we’ll be there in a minute,” Jet said, nodding.
“Got it,” Shinota answered, leaving.
“Honey….everything’s gonna be alright….I promise,” Jet said, standing. He outstretched his hand. She took it, standing slowly. They both slowly secured their weapons once more, then left to meet with the team.
“Alright you guys….right now there is one thing on my mind. I know that the situation with Malon was terrible, and I know that we all have personal issues, but right now he have to focus on whatever the Dark Knight was brewing in that mountain. So I suggest a full on march to the mountain. Any objections?” Jet asked. Silence answered him. “Any questions?” he asked. Again, silence. “Good, let’s go you guys. Remember to be really careful with this one…we’re not only dealing with the Dark Knight, but also with Ganon, and all of the Gruid-noms,” Jet warned. The team was silent. They were afraid of the odds stacked against them, but none would let it show.
The rain in Hyrule had finally died, but the air was still cold and damp, and the skies were still covered in a grey veil of clouds. The team slowly crossed the bridge over the stream, trying not to stare at the blood drenched patch of land where Malon had lain several hours ago. The world seemed darkened beyond a point of recognition, almost as if it wasn’t Hyrule. It was impossible to tell whether it was day or night, and that lack of light would make the following battles that much harder.
They slowly walked up the staircase leading to Kakariko village, the hint of civilization before entering the mountain path. Very few people were out, and those that were had their eyes fixed intently on the swirling red cloud of fire above Death Mountain, the only fiercely burning light in the black sky. Those still about in the village had spirit’s raised at the sight of their king, even though he himself likely possessed more doubt than they did.
They stopped at the foot of the mountain, staring up at the black path ahead of them. Any direction you looked held the same amount of shadow, and the same unnamed terror, the fear of venturing into the unknown, where each step you took you weren’t even guaranteed to find land beneath your feet. Yoshimitsu sighed loudly.
“What is it?” Lord Deimos asked.
“There is…..this sick feeling of dread here. Aside from the Goron city, I sense….no life here at all, except twisted convulsed imitations of life…” Yoshimitsu said slowly.
“So….I guess that answers my big burning question…..” Dregan said quietly.
“Which is what? Lord Deimos questioned.
“Link isn’t here…the fabled Hero of Time. I want to meet this….hero,” Dregan answered.
“I would think it wise to keep traveling,” Al’Rashid suggested.
“Yes…while there is still a chance of attacking. As opposed to being attacked,” the executioner agreed.
“Right….ready your weapons,” Jet said, unsheathing his Royal Family’s blade. They began to travel up the black path, trusting instinct alone to lead their way. The shadow was terrifying to the team, and it seemed as if every patch of black was moving and alive, pursuing them as if it’s life depended on it. At length they made it once again to the top of the mountain, and ventured slowly into the crater. They took painful measures to make each step a silent one, trying as hard as they could to become one with the shadow that was their greatest enemy on the mountain just seconds ago.
Voices emanated from inside the crater, and a red smoking haze floated about on the outermost part. The Gruid-noms chattered and spoke much to themselves, but were suddenly silenced by a demonic boom that reverberated through the entire crater.
“What the hell was that?” Ogre asked, even his great courage tested.
“Oh no….” Kafei said slowly in disbelief.
“What is it?” Impa asked, clutching her machete tightly.
“I think they know we’re here,” Kafei said, a look of sheer terror in his eyes.
“How are we supposed to kill the entire lot of them?” Trunks asked.
“And whatever the hell it is that made that noise,” Shinota added.
“If we stick together we should all have enough power,” Goku said calmly.
“Mom, I’m scared…” Samson said slowly.
“Just keep your eyes on the enemies,” Samus responded, hand on her arm cannon.
“Yes, be careful, but aggressive…remember what Jet taught you,” Zelda added. The sound of shuffling feet was heard suddenly.
“You guys….the second they come around here, and I mean the second, we nail them all, as quickly and quietly as possible,” Jet instructed. It was a painful process almost, the anticipation of waiting for the opponent to arrive was horrible and slow, and all were tense. Finally ten Gruid-noms made their way around the corner.
They yelled loudly, pointing at the team assembled at the crater entrance. Jet rushed forward, delivering a magically charged spin attack, decapitating the first. It’s head flew several feet away, and it’s bleeding corpse hit the ground with a thud. Dregan came up behind him, slashing the next Gruid-nom in the chest, then stabbing him in the head with the pointed end of his shield. With a morbid cackle he kicked the dead and bleeding creature off of his weapon and to the heated stone ground. The executioner ran towards the Gruid-noms, impaling one of the Gruid-noms with his axe. Another ran to him, launching a punch at his chest. It hurt him slightly, and he angrily retaliated by pounding the creature in the head with his fist. It fell to the ground, the suffered the same fate as the other Gruid-nom.
Goku launched a ki blast at one, pinning it against a wall, it’s burning body dead before it hit the ground. Gogetta and Samson cut the legs of one of the Gruid-noms, stabbing it in the chest several times as it fell to it’s knees. Another ran to meet Impa in combat, launching several swings at the Sheikah. She parried each blow, smashing the Gruid-nom in the chest with her hilt, then stabbing it in the neck. Samus charged a blast of the ice beam, freezing one of the creatures. Shinota ran at the frozen creature, slicing it into pieces with his blade.
Ogre quickly tripped one of the monsters, then dug his fist into it’s chest, finding and crushing it’s heart. The last Gruid-nom cowered in the shadow, slowly backing away from the team. Jet smiled and stepped forward.
“You’re so pathetic I’ll let you go. But you can tell the Dark Knight this. We aren’t fucking around,” Jet said with a smirk. The Gruid-nom nodded, then turned and began to run. Jet smiled to himself, launching a ki blast at the Gruid-nom, sending him plummeting over the cliff. “Oops,” Jet said with a smile.
“Nice workout,” Shinota said.
“Yeah, now, how to handle the real thing. There’ll be a lot more over there,” Kafei said.
“Yeah, no point in letting them come to us,” Al’Rashid commented.
“Well then, let’s go,” Jet said, running ahead. He instantly stopped in his tracks. The rest of the team wondered why he had ceased the attack, when they all saw what he was looking at. A tall figure of black stone with wings of the same color and a large blade with glowing eyes was before him. It looked straight at him, pointing its blade in his direction and screaming in an inhumanly low tone. A stream of the burning lava flew in Jet’s direction, and he barely jumped to the side in time.
“What is that?!” Trunks asked, shocked.
“That’s not looking good,” Captain Falcon said quietly.
“Ah….screw this,” Jet said, flying toward the creature full speed. He stopped right in front of it, launching a barrage of punches at it’s chest, then one heavy blow to it’s face. The creature didn’t budge at all. It raised it’s fist, reared it’s arm back and hit Jet hard, the force of the blow sending him back and into the wall.
Goku, Trunks, and Shinota immediately charged to super saiya-jins, running at the stone creature and attacking with all of the strength they had, every move they made in vain. It raised both of its hands angrily, and boiling lava flew at the saiya-jins from all directions, sending them to the ground, smoking and wounded. Jet burst out of the wall he had been thrown into in this moment, in his super saiya-jin form, as the powerful Gotet. The golden aura once more surrounded his body, spikes emerging from the numerous spots on his body, his white eyes glowing fiercely in the dim light of the crater.
He flew with all the speed he could muster towards the black creature, planning to ram it head on. It quickly raised it’s hand, grabbing Gotet by the head, then thrusting him into the ground. He raised his foot slowly, and Gotet rolled out of the way of the crushing blow just in time, the strength of the stomp tearing the ground asunder.
“Mystic Light,” Zelda called out, the rays of light shooting out of her hands and straight at the monster they now faced. To her shock and dismay the blast did nothing short of agitate the beast.
“What….are you?” Gotet asked, standing.
“Golem……is my name,” it spoke out in a slow, dark voice.
“My name is Jet….I’m gonna be the one who kills you,” Jet said in a confident tone.
“Meh….I will leave this entire place in ruin….before you get a single attack in,” Golem said slowly. No matter how positive Jet tried to sound, he couldn’t help but believe Golem deep down. It was the most frightened he had been in a long time. He couldn’t lose.
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