Gentle Rain: Chapter 7>>


"I feel like sometimes you love that cat more than you love me."
Zelda was in bed watching Link pet her cat by her feet. Link didn't reply. He had been very upset by the incident at the market.
"Come crawl under the covers with me!" she groaned.
Link sighed and obeyed.
He had the most trusting relationship with Zelda. He was sure that she was "the one". After all, he had fought an army to save her.
But Malon had him doubting this. She trusted him. But it all amounted to nothing in the end.
Didn't it?





"Tell him to come." Said the monster. His skin was hard, and a shade of dark beige from many battles. He had strong arms with huge muscles. He had a large nose, which bridged across his face, and fiery eyes that would make a man mad.
"Yes, sir,"
"Hurry up."
The thief quickly left the room, and returned with a young boy of about thirteen.
"Here he is."
The boy bowed down and said, "I am here to serve you."
"Get on your feet. Tell me what I want to know and I will spare your life."
"What is it you desire?" asked the boy, standing on his feet.
The monster leaned back into his chair.
"Rumor has it you have gotten into the castle before."
"Yes. I was on a mission to"
"SPARE ME DETAILS! DID YOU MEET A MAN NAMED LINK?"
"The fool in green?"
"He is more intelligent than you think. Do not underestimate him. I've made that mistake before."
'You must be weak then . . .'
The monster threw his hand out and grabbed the boy by the neck. He lifted him high above his head.
"You have no idea about my strengths. I would crush your bones in an instant."
You go out and bring him to me. If he is dead, you will die."
He dropped the boy down to the ground.
"Yes, sir."
"You will lure him into the fortress. I want you to take him out. Leave him alive, however. I will kill him personally. "





"Give me the most expensive drink you have."
Link groaned and leaned back in his chair.
"Plan to get drunk as hell tonight?" the bartender asked.
Link ignored him.
He guzzled down his 200r$ drink and left.
He had been unhappy for the last two weeks, and everybody was noticing. He had started to drink to the point were he reeked of booze, as apposed to the mild cologne that had captivated his lovers.
He smoked constantly. He was rarely seen without a cigarette or cigar in his mouth. One of his co-workers at one point said, "Did you wake up with pride missing, cuz you've been in a f---ing bad mood all week." Link flipped him off.
He felt sick. In fact, the only time he was himself was when Zelda was there. He wore his cologne; he took mints to eliminate the smell of smoke and booze. He loved her. They would be seen walking around, holding hands. They never let go of each other's hands. They made a beautiful couple. Zelda was elegant and sophisticated. Link was strong and handsome. Soon, the whole town spoke of them on a daily basis. They spent time together on a daily basis.
But still, link couldn't shade the feeling of Malon. It would come to him while lying in bed, or eating breakfast. He knew she wouldn't speak to him if he went to her. But he did anyways.



Blood was spilt everywhere. It was splattered onto the walls and floor. I stared out on the scene. The ranch was gone. Something had happened. I walked out to the corral. There was a body. It was Malon. I went to her. Kneeling down, I placed a hand on her stomach. She was still living. She opened her eyes, and I remembered why I fell in love with her. She captivated me, with her piercing blue eyes. Not as piercing as Zelda's, but the color of crystals. A knife whirred past my face. I turned and saw Gaara. Blood was splattered over his face and he grinned maliciously. IN an instant he was behind me, and he had Malon by the throat. He flipped backwards and threw a knife at me. I tried to dodge, but it hit me in the leg. HE dropped Malon and flew towards me. He put his sword to my throat and grinned.
"I was instructed not to kill you. Feel lucky. I will take the girl to the fortress now. You will follow. I'll make a deal with you now. I'll let the girl live if you bring the magi to the throne of our master! There is no escaping! If you do not comply with our demands . . ." He flew back to Malon and picked her up with a knife pressed up to her jugular.
"I'll kill the girl, then hunt you down and sever your head!"
He and Malon disappeared.
The bastard had taken her. I couldn't comply with Gaara's demands. But I wouldn't let him kill her. So I would play dirty. I would strike first and sever HIS head.
I fell unconscious onto the ground.


The conclusion to Gentle Rain will be posted sometime in November, or maybe sooner if I feel like it. Don't blink!