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
The Evil Creation by BOEG
Chapter Six: The Evil Creation
The night was young. The silver moon had just barely risen into the dark blue sky, and the sound of crickets in the bushes and tall grass was loud as the Triforce Team slowly approached Jet’s house. The sound of armor and weaponry rubbing against fabric was very unnatural in Earth, but it was something Jet had gotten used to. Magic and different planets, evil lords and demonic creatures, all of these were things Jet would have labeled as fairytales less than a year ago, but much had changed since then.
He himself was married to a Hylian woman, he himself was part saiya-jin, he himself was the king of another realm. There were times when he sat alone and wondered about what fate had befallen Kari, where she was at the moment and what she had done with her life when she left him, but they were fleeting thoughts, as he knew his life dwelled apart from hers, and that his true happiness was with Zelda. At the moment he was in too much pain to think about much of anything, except maybe how good sleeping in his own bed with his wife by his side would feel.
He was bleeding from yet another wound, and it seemed as though they were gaining up on him, and he was given no time to heal. Just as one started to form into a scab or scar, another larger one was delivered in its absence. The pain annoyed Jet to a point he almost couldn’t stand it, but he knew it was a passing thing, and if he was to be strong, he would have to continue moving in the face of things like pain and danger. Danger had never gotten to Jet, but pain was one thing he didn’t tolerate well.
He walked up the old stairs of his front porch and slowly turned the knob of his front door, opening it and entering his familiar and much missed living room. Several of the team members sat down on the couch or the floor, exhausted, and too tired to make it into the beds stored in the training unit. Others stood, and a few entered the kitchen for something to eat. Earth food was something that most on the team never had before, but they were quickly growing to like it.
“What are you going to do now, Jet?” Kazuya asked groggily.
“I’m gonna sleep…” Jet answered.
“I’ll follow him too…that battle took a lot of my strength,” Zelda stated, following her husband up the stairs.
“Why are they doing this? It makes no sense…Agahnim had never acted apart from Ganon…they’re a team…they never attack individually,” Link questioned to no one in particular.
“Suppose…they aren’t such an indestructible partnership anymore,” Twindora said, back facing Link.
“What does that mean?” Link asked.
“…just what the words spoke…no deeper meaning,” Twindora answered.
“No…you know something don’t you?” Link asked.
“Twindora…if there is something you know it would be valuable to the team to learn it,” Samus called out from the kitchen, overhearing the conversation.
“…on that spire…when we were fighting Agahnim, he spoke to me, but no words came out of his lips. It was a form of telepathy…and I had no idea he had that kind of power, but that is aside from the point,” Twindora began.
“Twindora…what did he tell you?” Link pressed.
“He told me to join him, and that together, we could overthrow everyone in Hyrule, Jet…..and Ganon,” Twindora answered.
“So he isn’t with Ganon anymore?” Link asked.
“It doesn’t sound like it,” Kazuya answered.
“You didn’t tell him anything did you?” Link asked.
“I simply said no,” Twindora answered.
“…he could use the smallest piece of information against us in the largest of ways….he isn’t weak,” Link said.
“Not weak…but not immortal,” Twindora added.
“What did Agahnim do to you anyway?” Link asked.
“…it was a very odd spell…but I am fine,” Twindora spoke, just as the armor on his lower arms cracked to pieces and fell to the floor. He picked them up quickly and began to walk off.
“Twindora…you okay?” Link asked.
“….yes,” Twindora answered, hurrying up the stairs.
“There we go…” Jet said to himself slowly, tying a bandage tightly around his wound.
“…are you going to be okay?” Zelda asked.
“Yeah Zel, it was a tiny cut,” Jet answered.
“No…it was a large wound, that is also burned…are you sure you can hold out like this? Be honest…please…I need to know if this is all a large act,” Zelda questioned.
“Zel…it hurts to move a muscle…okay? It hurts for me to stand, it hurts for me to move…my whole body is like a living, breathing wound. But I’m not going to just…quit. We have way too much on our plate right now. With Ganon and Agahnim there’s no way I’m gonna be bed ridden. Nope…I’m fightin’ till I die,” Jet said.
“…okay…goodnight,” Zelda said, laying down. Jet followed slowly, holding Zelda tightly.
“Out of all the useless things that wizard has ever done, there has to be one thing I can use to my advantage! Spells, spells, spells, all the magic in the world, but isn’t there a single potion he has here that I can use!?” Ganon asked to dead air.
“Sir…perhaps you should ask him yourself,” a Stalfos suggested.
“Ugh! Silence!” Ganon yelled.
“Sorry, master,” the Stalfos apologized.
“Urgh…toad potion, sickness potion, aah….none of them are things I can use to win a kingdom! I cannot destroy Hyrule with an apple tree potion!!!” Ganon yelled.
“….Sir,” a Doomknocker began.
“Shut up insolent fool!” Ganon ordered.
“…yes, sir,” he silenced himself.
“Urgh! Curse the bastard! What’s this?! Love potions?! Aah to think he brought this garbage into my kingdom! Is there nothing I can use?!” Ganon asked.
“Sir there’s a-,” an Iron Knuckle was cut off.
“When I want to hear your voice I will ask you to speak!!!” Ganon yelled, pacing around the room, picking up potion bottles then becoming even more frustrated.
“…yes your highness,” the Iron Knuckle agreed.
“This is ludicrous!!! Age reversal spells?!” Ganon asked.
“Master,” the Stalfos began again.
“What is it?!” Ganon asked, enraged.
“You missed a potion sir. The Superbeast Serum,” the Stalfos answered, handing Ganon a bottle filled with a syrupy green liquid.
“Aah…this may do…fetch me a Wolfos…quickly,” Ganon ordered.
“Yes sir,” the Stalfos complied. It left the chamber quickly.
“I shall destroy you yet, foul Triforce Team,” Ganon said proudly.
“I just don’t get it,” Jet stated quietly.
“Get what?” Kenji asked him.
“All of this crap is just happening too fast…” Jet answered with a scowl.
“What crap?” Kenji questioned with a smile, amused at Jet’s terms.
“We have to deal with Ganon…and Agahnim…when I say we I mean my team…but I have all these wounds…and…I just don’t know how I’m gonna be able to help at all the way I am,” Jet answered.
“Oh…everything will end up as it’s supposed to,” Kenji assured him.
“How do you know?” Jet asked.
“…I just do. I mean, everything happens for a reason, that is a belief that you and I share. And although this small room is rather boring, I must say talking to you is kind of fun, even without the zombies,” Kenji said, grinning.
“Heh heh…that was a pretty close one,” Jet noted.
“Yes…was,” Kenji agreed.
“So…tell me about yourself,” Jet told him.
“What do you mean?” Kenji asked.
“Well…I mean…the Dreamshrine is a realm…so there are villages, and cities, and places like that right?” Jet asked.
“Yes,” Kenji answered.
“Well then…you must have a past, plans for your life, memories, family, you know…tell me about yourself,” Jet explained.
“Yes…well….I came from a small village…very near to the actual Dreamshrine…the temple area of the realm…near Koholint…and this village…was burned…long ago,” Kenji answered.
“Oh? How?” Jet asked.
“With fire,” Kenji answered.
“…I was being serious,” Jet told him, slightly annoyed.
“Fine. The Nightmares came through the Dreamshrine…leaving behind them a path of destruction…and terror…and death,” Kenji answered.
“The Nightmares?” Jet asked.
“They were the shadows, evil forms made primarily from beasts, shadows, other darkness…there were six shadows that made up the Nightmares…the Moldorm shadow, the Buzzblob shadow, The Lanmola shadow, Agahnim’s shadow, Ganon’s shadow, and….then there was the king of the Nightmares, …a shadow known as Dethl…his evil chaos spread the fires through my village…and then he left to try to conquer Koholint island with the other Nightmares…and was slain by Link,” Kenji explained.
“Oh….so you knew about Link before me?” Jet asked.
“He did what I could not…he saved the people he cared about from the Nightmares…he accomplished with ease…what I failed with misery…I did not know him…but I learned to hate him…with everything in my heart…for he was what I could never be; a savior…..now I will answer no more questions,” Kenji said.
“You tried to fight the Nightmares?” Jet asked.
“I will answer no more questions,” Kenji stated again.
“But they died?” Jet asked, seemingly ignoring Kenji.
He unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Jet’s throat, then spoke, “I will answer no more questions…now…go back to your world…bye for now,” Kenji told him. Jet closed his eyes, and the rather unsettling conversation was put to an end.
Four Stalfos in red armor dragged the ragged beast by heavy chains to the King of Evil’s throne. They were proud of themselves, proud that they were able to deliver what their master wanted, proud that they received such an easy task to complete.
“Hmm….good work. Now, inject the serum,” Ganon ordered.
“Yes master,” the Stalfos complied, carefully picking up a large needle full of the potion with his bony hand. The Wolfos thrashed about wildly in its chains, trying desperately to avoid the Stalfos that was approaching it. The Stalfos moved forward with haste, injecting the potion into the Wolfos arm quickly. It howled wildly, its loud cries of pain echoing through the mountain cavern.
It jerked wildly in its chains, then after several minutes it went limp, unconscious, or dead. Moments passed. The body twitched somewhat, then the serum began to work. The Wolfos’ eyes shot open, but they were not the normal yellow color; they were bloodshot and glowed with a strong emerald light. The minutes passed, and the King of Evil continued to watch the Wolfos change before his very eyes, growing from a normal beast, to a creature that would destroy all of Hyrule.
Its muscle grew; its arms and legs as wide around as small tree trunks. Its claws were sharper, and longer, and its mind was enhanced to a point that it could comprehend many things better than a Hylian. It stood on its hind legs, grey fur still covering its body, vicious intent in heart and mind.
“Armor him up…this will be the new super warrior of my army…Hell Hound…he will usher in the age ruled by the cult of darkness, by my army!” Ganon yelled at the nearby Stalfos. They quickly gathered armor for the beasts chest, knees, and shoulders, fearfully unlocking his chains.
“…..Ga….non,” Hell Hound spoke slowly.
“Yes, that is me, that is the name of your master. Now, go, kill the Triforce Team, but do not stop there, destroy every last town and village, conquer the land for me, so that all that stands in my way are the frail people, whom I will handle myself,” Ganon ordered.
“…..Okay,” Hell Hound agreed, turning slowly for the exit of the chamber. He gave Ganon one last look, nodded, then left. It had begun. Ganon was sure with the power of this beast he was unstoppable.
It was late, and all were awoken in Jet’s house by blaring red lights and the loud warning given off by the alarm. Something powerful was near Hyrule castle. The team armored up hastily, securing belts, strapping on clothes, sheathing weapons, all wondering what new terror could be right on the doorstep to their kingdom. Jet opened the warp portal and the team was soon on their way to Hyrule field, to the closed drawbridge. They saw before them the might of Ganon’s new creation, and with a growl he turned to face them.
“What are you?” Roy asked.
“….who,” Hell Hound spoke.
“Fine then….who are you?” Impa asked.
“He….ll……Hou….nd,” Hell Hound answered.
“He sure ain’t the sharpest in the tool shed,” Jet commented under his breath.
“What do you want with us?” Link asked.
“…you…death…you…to die….all of you,” Hell Hound answered.
“How about the other way around? You are not going to take a single step into that market,” Zelda stated calmly, stepping forward. Hell Hound spoke no more, dashing forward and punching in Zelda’s direction. She leaped to the side, throwing a Deku nut and disappearing. She appeared in the air above the Wolfos, landing on its back and planting her daggers deep into its body. She removed the blades just as the wounded creature reared back in pain, throwing Zelda to the ground.
It slammed its massive claws into the ground, sending a tremor through the area, knocking several off of their feet. Samus blasted the beast with her Ice beam, and Jet shot through the thick layer with his Tetraforce. The creature was burned and bleeding, and he did not accept pain well. It rushed forward, running toward Samus. She blasted the Wolfos in the body with several missiles, the explosions burning the Wolfos but not stopping him. He slammed his closed fist at Samus’ head, knocking her to the ground. She quickly formed into her morph ball, rolling to the side of the angered creature.
She positioned herself under his legs, releasing a Power bomb, then turning back to her normal state. The attack knocked the Wolfos off his feet, and at this, he clawed at Samus’ armored legs, knocking her down once more. He leapt onto her, the force of his weight nearly crushing Samus. She reached her gun arm toward his head, but the creature was swift, and knocked her arm to the ground once more. He raised his claw slowly, enjoying the feeling of power he had in this moment.
Samus was completely at the mercy of the beast, and whenever he wished it, her life would end. He raised his claw higher and brought it down. Samus closed her eyes tightly, readying herself for a pain that she had never felt before. That pain did not come. Hell Hound’s arm stopped mere inches from Samus’ body, a blade through his shoulder. He moved forward and ran into the shadows, gone for the moment, wounded, but far from dead.
Samus opened her eyes slowly to see who it was that had saved her from certain death. Twindora stood proudly, bloody Twin Diamond sword in hand. Samus removed her helmet and stood.
“I…um…I owed you one. It wouldn’t be….right without you….I mean, um, you’re part of the team…and we need you,” Twindora explained.
“Thank you,” Samus muttered, out of breath.
“You’re welcome,” Twindora responded, turning and walking slowly back into the warp portal they had all entered Hyrule field from.
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