Dia' walked into the hall at the foot of the large staircase to see that the remaining soldiers of his were now ready for the final assault on Hyrule. This time it was triple the size of the previous attack and much more combat ready than before.
"Are the units ready?" asked Dia' eager for combat.
"About sir," said the monster. "There are still a few weapons and armor that must be manufactured but we are about finished."
With over thirty thousand men near ready for combat, that is over ten thousand soldiers than there are citizens of Hyrule, Dia' thought that nothing could stop him from taking back what was his.
Dia' walked into the massive armory that was no longer busy like it was before. Only a few smithers remained and they were slowly working on a few swords and helmets. The sword's were made out of cursed mithril. Totally black and evil weapons. Mithril, the enfaillan constructed type, had a heart like it did the owner. I bet you've heard this before but the sword choses it's master by the master's quality compared to the sword. Though the black mithril, black for short, does not choose it's master, it does not care for a good master all it wants is for it to feel blood and flesh and feel the life being taken out through it.
"Let me see a sword," commanded Dia' to one of the smelters.
The smelter picked up a sword from it's stack and handed it to Dia' for him to examine.
"Yes," said Dia', "just like the first blade I had ever weilded, strong and black."
Another one of the smelters spoke to the one standing in front of Dia'.
"He says," said the smelter, "that all the armor and weapons are... ready."
"Excellent," said Dia' giddily. "Are the weapons in absolute combat ready condition?"
"Yes sir," said the monster convinced. "Smelted to perfection!"
Dia' then left the armory and returned to his soldiers. Miraculously they already were full on supplies and were ready for combat.
He spoke to the head troll, "Have the units ready by dusk, and this time... make sure you do no lose the fight!"
"Yes sir," said the troll convinced. The troll looked back behind him and saw a demon in chains struggling to losen himself free. "We have your greatest servent!"
"Precisely," said Dia', now get your men well fed and ready to travel!"
"Yes sir!"
***
Link woke up in his old room in Hyrule Castle. It was very early in the morning, 4:00 AM to be exact. He wasn't getting as much sleep as he used to. He got up out of bed in the darkness. His left arm was still in a sling which was getting slightly irritating by now. He had done a few practice rounds with his right hand, trying to get used to it but it didn't help much. He figured out how many days it took when he was young to get used to his left hand, much more difficult his right.
He walked onto a balcony that faced down into Zelda's courtyard that he had been to the first time he saw Zelda.
He was having a bad habbit of remembering things he tried to forget. But then again forgetting the first time he had seen Zelda would be a bad thing. He had first kissed her just four days ago right before a large battle had devoured all of the city and near destroying the castle.
Speaking of the city there had been a few repairs. Not a single building had been built yet. Not even all the ashes of the old buildings had been completely removed. The new drawbridge was the only thing that was intact. Almost all the river that seperated the field from the city was renewed and the civilians went to Kakariko Village for refuge.
He recalled the battle much to easily. If it had not been for Michael they would have all died. But where did Michael come from.
He had come from a strange incident five years before. Only trying to have a good time at a party, Link found Michael threatening the king, Link tried to defend the king but ended up failing miserabely.
Link went back into his room and opened his door. He went down through the hallway down the the main hall. He saw the dragon that had saved Michael, Link, and Zelda's life twice lie there outside on the cliff snoozing like he always does. Link went to the dragon's side and slowly started stroking it's beautiful scales. He could tell they were ancient but somehow, admirable and beautiful. The sun was just coming over the top of the trees and made the scales look perfectly gold as the way they were.
The remaining soldiers from the battle four days before went to switch shifts guarding the castle.
Link turned onto the tall cliff that Michael and Link climbed up to get to the castle to warn the king. Michael was standing on the cliff looking at the dark castle in the distance. He had a very worried expression on his face that could only mean trouble. Link climbed up the cliff, very skilled for one arm and went to stand beside Michael.
"Is something wrong?" asked Link looking at the castle. He could only see a castle in the distance.
"The enemy moves against us again," said Michael. "If you look extremely carefully you can see the massive assault he is sending now, even larger than before."
Link squinted trying to see anything but nothing, only the tiny castle. Then he kept his eyes fixed around the castle and then into view came the horror that awaited Hyrule. Easily 30 thousand goblins, twenty trolls, a few dragons, and a demon.
Link stumbled backwards outstanded at what he was seeing. He closed his eyes and hoped that this ways a dream.
Michael patted Link's soldier, "It'll be fine," said Michael encouragingly. "We won last battle didn't we?"
"Yeah, last battle we lost nearly all of our soldiers not to mention nearly got our own asses kicked, 'and', that army was nowhere near as big as this one!"
"Well you don't have to be so gloomy about it," said Michael annoyed.
"Yeah well what do you want me to do," said Link very annoyed. "Just stand here pissing myself, fighting, and waiting to die!"
"Listen bucko!" yelled Michael "If you want to leave and have it more likely to get your sorry ass kicked, be my guest! No one is stopping you!!!!!"
Link looked angrily at the calming Michael before him. Link just sat down on the cliff and decided to await their doom.
"That's more like it," said Michael. He took a seet beside Link and took out a small bottle.
"What's that?" asked Link rather interested.
"This my friend, is a Perthemian Ale," stated Michael proudly as he took a sip. "Extremely rare, and delicious too. It costs a fortune though... want one?"
"No thanks," said Link. Michael handed him a bottle anyway. "I said I didn't want one!"
"Just take it," said Michael. "Or at least take a sip."
Link was getting rather annoyed. He pulled off the cap and put the bottle to his lips. The absolutely delicious beverage trickled down his throat.
Link's eyes went wide. He had never tasted something this good.
"Didn't I tell ya you'd want to drink it?" said Michael happily.
"Yeah," said Link pocketing the drink. "Better save it for later."
Michael turned back to look at the advancing enemy. They were nearing Kethro by now, a big problem.
"Let's go," said Michael.
"That's just stupidity," said Link also staring at the enemy. "We can't defend that town it'll be destroyed and our asses will be along with the people living there."
"But we can at least warn them can't we?" said Michael picking up his sword and strapping it to his bag.
Without knowing it Link was doing the same thing. "Yeah I guess so."
They walked up the cliff and back onto "The dead road".
They reached Kethro with little more than a few minutes left. Because of the walls and the people's dimwittedness the people had not noticed that they would soon be under attack.
"People of the village of Kethro," Michael began. "It is for your own safety that you leave at once."
"And for what purpose?" asked a man.
"You will soon be under siege!" said Michael.
The people dropped what they were doing and laughed hysterically.
"Quit playing a joke," said a teenager.
"This is my last warning," said Michael. "If you do not follow we will abandon you."
"Abandon us from what?" called the man again.
"Let's go Link," said Michael. "We've tried but they're ignoring us."
"One last time," said Link not giving up hope.
"There's no time for tha-"
"Please leave," interupted Link. "We are playing no joke."
"Then where is this army?" asked a woman.
But it was too late. The enemy had just bashed through the wall and were flooding the city. Michael and Link got to their feet and ran as quickly as they could. Within seconds all of the city was already burning and many people died. The remainers were either wounded or running for their lives.
Link fell to the floor bewildered at how quickly the army caused destruction. The village of Kethro had fallen.
They both ran back to the castle as quickly as possible.
It was nearing 3:00 PM and Zelda was getting worried about both of them.
They returned to the garden where Zelda was.
"Where were you both?" asked Zelda as they took a seat exhausted.
"Kethro has fallen," explained Michael "Everyone there either killed or injured. This force the Dia' is sending is over triple the strength of last time."
"You said that last time there was half of Dia's force," said Zelda.
"Evil armies can grow rapidly Zelda," said Michael. "Just make sure your father re-instates the draft because... we're going to need all the men we can get"
Zelda walked up to inform her father about this. The king talked with the officials and re-instated the draft like said. All the remaining men and some young adults came and got their armor and weapons ready for battle.
It was now a day since Kethro had been taken over and they were getting dangerously near Kakariko. Luckily they had all been moved out and were in the refuge of the castle.
It was now getting severe. This was a serious problem that could destroy all of Hyrule and the surrounding countries.
"We have to get help," said Michael. "Hyrule alone cannot stop this force."
"We will see how they will stand," said the king.
"Sire!!!! I am losing my patience if you do not call for help this instant all the innocent citizens of Hyrule will die! Would you rather die than ask for help!?"
"Fine," said the king annoyed, "I will send out a messenger and ask Perthemia for assistance, then would you please shut up!"
"Do not tell me to shut up!" said Michael drawing his sword and pointing it at the king.
Two soldiers grabbed their spears and threatened Michael to get off the king or they would kill him, no matter how much he helped.
Michael gave the king an angry look and walked off rather pissed off.
***
A day had passed and Link and Zelda finally got some alone time in the garden. Link had been instated into the army by the draft because it was men of age 15 and older.
"Link, if you're fighting, just don't die on me."
"I can't promise anything," said Link looking down at Zelda's face. "I can only hope."
"Link, if you truly believe you will win. Just remember that..." she kissed him one last time and they went to bed to go to sleep.
