the journey continues...

The Legend of Zelda: The Rise of the
Hero

            He stepped
out from the darkness of the shadows and continued along his furtive path. He
crept by the small huts and behind the giant crystals that rose from the
ground. He couldn’t believe that the forest had come to this. No longer where
the trees high and proud, but where now replaced by the giant crystals that
tormented the woodland. The Lost Woods were the only evergreens left, Kokiri
Forest was no more. Although the
Mines, which they were now called, was the only known place in all of Middle
Earth were at least artificial light shone down upon, it was not the same. The
man continued along his way and hid his staff. As he neared the end of the
forest the light receded. Again he looked up to a dark sky. It was always dark,
the sun never shone anymore. The sky was now covered in a black and violet
haze, allowing no light to shine through. Then as he emerged into the field he
saw the cause for this horrible destruction. He set his eyes upon the tall dark
tower that loomed in the middle of the field, where the ranch once stood. Its
top could not be seen, but the bottom dug under the ash that remained of the
grass. The field itself seemed black too. As he looked north he saw the
collapsed town, but from it rose the evil man’s castle. He was the cause of the
tower... all this... destruction. He claimed a fraction of the Triforce and
used it to make Hyrule and all of Middle Earth his own. No man, no army could
match the power of his supreme empire. As he looked to the east, to his shrine,
he saw the rivers the emaciated rivers and the great Death
Mountain which had crumbled, all to
the evil man’s might. No longer did anyone inhabit this portion of Hyrule. Many
died trying to migrate to West Hyrule, which fell victim
to the King of Evil anyway.

            The man
then heard a noise from one of the dried bushes. He jumped and grabbed his
staff and looked toward the bush only to see a squirrel scurry from it. He
calmed down a bit. “Come on Koji... you’re eighteen, get a hold of yourself.
You’ve dealt with a whole lot worse.” He spoke to himself. Koji then continued
to walk through the dead field toward his shrine. It was once the great
Spectrum Hold, but now it was the last stronghold against the Evil King. It was
renamed the Crimson Cathedral. Koji walked along his way until he spotted
something. He couldn’t quite make it out and the darkness wasn’t helping
either. Koji then saw something long and narrow fly out of the figure’s mouth
and retreat. “Oh no, a vampire!” He gasped. Koji really didn’t like vampires,
but he had no choice right now, since it was headed for him. It scurried and
then leaped right in front of Koji, before he could do anything.

            “Die you
rebellious fool!” the vampire hissed. It lashed its long acidic tongue at
Koji’s face, but Koji dodged it. Koji threw back his cloak and wielded his
staff whose top began to glow with a soft white light.

            “Maybe
another day, scum of the earth!” Koji yelled back. The vampire showed his
perilous claws and hissed once again. It set its demonic crimson eyes on Koji,
and thrust toward him. Koji dodged the attempt attack and countered. He scored
a blow in the vampire’s side. Only a heavy gash remained. After a few seconds
it began to heal. Due to the vampire’s evil origins its body, even when
tattered and bruised will recover. There were only four ways to kill a vampire.
Fire blazed it to the bone, water burned it like acid, sunlight scorched it
like a thousand white hot arrows and to impale it would be the most devastating
of deaths. Koji and the vampire stared one another down trying to intimidate
each other. Then the vampire suddenly lashed out its tongue once again, aiming
for Koji’s bare chest. Koji held up his staff in an attempt to swat the acidic
tongue away, but failed. The cadaverous like tongue met its mark on Koji’s
forearm. It pulled away, bringing a piece of Koji’s flesh with it back to its
mouth. Only a deep gash remained. Koji cried in agony.

            “I will feast
on your blood soon enough foolish mortal!”

            “Go ‘head
with that. You goin’ get it now!” with that Koji held his staff up high and
chanted a spell. “Ignis, Aqua, Solis
Lucix, Spero! Addo cunctus clades abeo hoc bestia!”  After Koji had chanted his spell, his staff
began to glow. He shined the light from his staff unto the vampire, causing it
pain. He then lifted his staff off the ground and pounded it back, bringing
water to its feet and knees. The fiend cried in agony as its leg began to steam.
Koji then waved his staff and fire shot out and set the beast ablaze. It began
to flail its arms wildly. Koji feeling no remorse for the fiend impaled it with
his staff and pulled it back out. Only a giant hole remained in the burning
body as the vampire fell to the ground. “Damn it! This is what I didn’t want to happen! Damn!” Koji
ripped a piece of his cloak and wrapped tightly around his wound. He continued
to walk toward the Cathedral, his group of nine would help him restore to
health...

            “Who dares
kill one of my fledglings? It shows not on the map.” said an evil shadowed man
looking at up a giant piece of glass that floated in the middle of the room. He
had seen the mark that represented his vampire, but it was no longer visible,
meaning it was dead. “I have seen no other mark that shows the cause of my
beast’s death. Tell me of this magic Wizard!”

            “I believe
it was Koji, who was the cause of your fledgling’s death...” said an old man
holding a wooden staff.

            “How! How
can he hide away from the Radar?”

            “He and his
comrades may have produced a material to send back the waves the Radar sends
out M‘lord...”

            “This is
the last time Koji will ever scold
me. Koji will get his, I assure it...”