Summary: Continuation of Rise of the Hell Lords---
Just minutes after the battle against Hell Modeus ends, the Triforce Team discuss what they should do next in their quest to destroy the evil army of Hell. They decide to go back to Earth, and it is there that they meet a warrior with something unbelievable; a fifth piece of the Triforce...is he friend? or foe?....
Categories: Fan Fiction Characters: Zelda, Link (OoT & MM), Impa
Genres: None
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 22 Completed: Yes
Word count: 53484 Read: 58332
Published: Jul 14, 2004 Updated: Dec 12, 2004
A Higher Evil Reborn by BOEG
Chapter Seven: A Higher Evil Reborn
It couldn’t believe it. It had sat dormant for days now, replaying it in its mind. It had been the perfect set up. Him against a small group of people with next to no power. He was the most powerful being at that time, but he had been overthrown, and he still could not form a reason why in his mind. But it was done now, done thinking, done being angry, done regaining energy. Now it was ready to return and reclaim the world.
Out of the massive carcass of the dead Hell Lord Hell Modeus there came a new wound, one that was not given during the battle. A bleeding hole appeared in its neck, the blood spilling to the ground and making a loud splash as it had the grass of the field. An ebbing spirit emerged from the neck, a black mist with glowing red eyes.
It flew with speed, with purpose, it flew to a spot it had created itself; to the dark crevice in the middle of the field, to the depths of Hell. There it retained its original physical form once more, the short, stone skinned Hell Lord, Modeus had returned. It grinned.
“Servants! Demons!” Modeus called out. There was silence.
“Soldiers in the army of Hell!” Modeus called forth once more. No answer.
“Come forth my soldiers!!!” Modeus screamed loudly. No demon came to answer him. His army had turned from him in shame, awaiting one more worthy of the title Hell Lord. Then, out of the shadows came a tall figure, armored from head to toe in black, a red crystal in his left hand. He had a long flowing red cape, and wielded a large blade.
“The others are weak minded master, unable to see past their own clouded conceptions of a good leader. But I am different my lord. I remain faithful, while these rats huddle weakly together, trying to gain strength in numbers, when it is that very struggle that is dividing them,” the Dark Knight spoke.
“Ah…you…the Dark Knight of Hyrule. You were slain by the Hero of Time correct?” Modeus asked.
“Yes my lord,” the Dark Knight answered, falling to one knee in front of the demon.
“Rise…rise...would you like another chance at destroying him?” Modeus asked.
“Yes master,” the Dark Knight answered.
“You will be the general of my army. Do what I say, and you shall have opportunities to kill him. As many as you want. Go back to Hyrule, I grant you new life. Kill him if you can, for now you are free of order. I have things to attend to down here,” Modeus ordered.
“Thank you master!” the Dark Knight said in excitement. He slowly stood, then left the Hell Lord’s chamber, eager to return to Hyrule. He had another chance at stealing from his son what was taken from him; his life.
“So what are we doing?” Lord Deimos asked.
“Going to see if my planet is alright,” Twindora answered.
“What do you mean?” Ogre asked.
“It’s been awhile since I have been to Zedusria…I don’t know what condition the planet is in…that’s all,” Twindora answered, a crack running through his breastplate, yet another result of Agahnim’s spell.
“Let’s go…Digi-Port Open!” Jet yelled out, opening the vortex into the new planet. The team stepped through hastily, some excited, others slightly confused. The vortex flew on for near to an hour, the land very distant from Earth. The portal shined from blue to red, the colors all blurring together into a shadowy black for several moments, then reverting to blue again. Warp portals were beautiful to behold, but very awkward to enter; one would lose their weight and gain an incredible feeling, amazing and terrifying at the same time. It was indeed an experience that was hard to describe with words.
They continued to float on through the tunnel of time and space, shifting colors and morphing shapes creating an amazing show. The portal curved several times, and on the last, a light appeared in the distance. That light was the end of the portal, that light was Zedusria. The Triforce Team flew out of the vortex quickly, and found themselves in a cool, dark forest, tall trees with gnarled roots all around them. There was a thin dirt path in front of them, and a similar path leading away to the right behind them.
“Well….you call it Twindora…where do we go?” Jet asked. There was no answer. He looked around, and after several minutes, the team realized Twindora was not with them, he had seemingly disappeared.
“Where is he?” Kazuya asked.
“You don’t think he left us here do you?” Zelda asked.
“Get lost then con someone into getting a free ride home? Sounds like the way to work to me,” Trunks commented.
“…no….I haven’t left you,” a voice called out from somewhere near to them in the forest.
“Twindora? If you’re there, come out of hiding….now,” Link ordered. From behind a tree came a figure, but it was not the armored form of Twindora. The one who stood before the team in this moment had a long blue cape wrapped around his neck, tunic and baggy pants of the same color. He had red gauntlets, three spikes emerging from the knuckles of each one, bandages wrapped tightly around his lower arms to his wrists. He wore brown boots, and had tall spiked black hair. There was a small metal crown about his forehead, a glowing red jewel in the center, and a dark look in his eyes. Sheathed at his side was a dagger, a satchel of powder, and the Twin Diamond sword.
“Who…are you?” Samus asked, stepping forward.
“I am not Twindora…that is the name I used when I entered the kingdom and became bodyguard of King Arbadeus. My real name is Shinota,” he answered slowly.
“Why did you feel the need to disguise yourself?” Zelda asked.
“…because. I am not proud of myself, of the way I grew up. I chose to be someone else, forgetting my memories and forsaking my name…I chose to do that, and still do…as often as I can,” Shinota answered.
“But you have a piece of the Triforce! You’re a knight! What do you need to hide from?” Jet asked anxiously.
“…you know the evils that can be contained with yourself Jet. You hold the evil Hell metal,” Shinota answered. Jet looked back at his Black Sunset, then nodded, understanding what the Zedusrian meant.
“Now…Shinota…can you please tell us why Hyrule and Zedusria are completely separated?” Link asked.
“It is not something you simply tell. It is not a story…for us Zedusrians…it is…a reality…one we are forced to live with every day, and go to sleep with every night…it is something that those of us who weren’t even alive during the time have learned to hate,” Shinota answered.
“That isn’t telling us anything…what could possibly be that bad?” the executioner asked.
“Many things…I…care not to speak of,” Shinota answered.
“Why not?” Zelda asked.
“…because….wait…wait! No! … I…choose….not to see the king after all…I cannot show my face in the kingdom…not now,” Shinota said, turning and walking back toward the warp portal.
A black steed rode through the open daylight, the Dark Knight the rider. It halted to a stop in front of the drawbridge of Hyrule castle, turning slowly to face a spinning blue vortex of light.
“These…these are the magical tools of transportation my son uses…I follow these…and I find him,” the Dark Knight said to himself. He galloped with haste into the warp portal.
“Why not?!” Jet asked.
“Because…I have my reasons…I will not go there,” Shinota answered.
“You took us all of the way out here…for nothing?” Goku asked.
“It was your choice to come,” Shinota noted. Out of the warp portal there came suddenly a horse with a black armored rider. The steed knocked Shinota to the ground, then rode a short distance away and turned. The rider slowly removed his helmet. His hair was long and blonde, down to his shoulders at least. His eyes were a fierce blue, and his ears were pointed. Below his left eye was a large scar with no skin covering it.
“No….” Link muttered in disbelief.
“The…the…D-d-,” Jet stammered.
“The Dark Knight,” Zelda finished for him, in nearly as much shock as he was.
“Hello son…oh…how I’ve missed you,” the Dark Knight said with a smile.
“…I…I…k-ki,” Link was cut off.
“Yes…you killed me….you killed your father….are you proud? I just thought I’d come to share the grand news of my return….heh heh…until we meet again…hero,” the Dark Knight said calmly, placing his helmet back about his head then riding off into the warp portal once more.
“…we need to go…now,” Link said, turning for the warp portal. The rest of the team slowly followed.
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