Post by Azler Wilder on Aug 1, 2011 19:18:56 GMT -5
The Temple of Time, having fallen into ruin long ago, still held a magical kind of splendor. The sun fell upon its small clearing in the Sacred Grove, helping the structure keep its holy feel.
However, today its halls darkened as the clouds gathered.
A black door appeared upon one of the walls of the structure, it swinging open to reveal the cloaked man and his dark skin companion, who quickly walked through and shut it, causing it to vanish.
The pair seemed to have no problem, until just a few steps in the cloaked man fell to his knees, coughing hard until a small splatter of blood tainted the green grass.
”Not going to die on me, are ya chief?” Inquired the tuxedo clad man.
”Shut up…Teleporting here is practically impossible, only one person is supposed to be able to enter this part of the Temple, and that is most certainly neither of us…” Muttered the other, spitting his mouth clean. ”The amount of energy I had to use to get in here was more than most use when battling for their lives.”
”…Wuss.”
A boot suddenly introduced itself to the man’s gut and knocked him on his ass.
”Shut it.” Retorted the cloaked one.
Coughing hard, the tux man smirked and the pair slowly got to their feet, making their way towards a platform where a sword was stuck in a pedestal on the ground. A shimmering silver blade was attached to a deep blue hilt, with a yellow gemstone at its center. Near the bottom of the blade was a carving of the Triforce. To outsiders who knew nothing of the area or that of which it held, the sword would initially seem to be almost random, but none who looked at it for long would be able to brush the feeling of importance it radiated. Unfortunately, in this day and age, the number of people who did know if its importance were few. While the cloaked man walked straight up to the weapon, the tuxedo man stayed further back.
”Alright, so, shall we get started?” Asked the man as he pulled his white glove tightly.
Glancing back for just a moment, the cloaked man knelt down and placed his hand upon the ground. A circle of black extended outwards from his palm before he began to raise it up, red lightning crackling from the darkness as a black staff rose from the ground, closely following his hand until it finally fully emerged. The end of the staff ended in a red gemstone from which three blades jutted forth, forming a trident.
”Yes. The spell you gave me appears to be working fine so far. Go, this will take a while.”
The tux man smiled wide and bowed to the other before suddenly dropping straight into the ground, vanishing.
Reaching into his robe, the cloaked man threw out six Medallions in a circle on the platform around the pedestal, followed by throwing three Stones in a triangle formation on the platform as well.
”Zelda, Midna, Golden Goddesses, people of the Realms, and my most beloved…Please forgive me.” Whispered the man, his voice struggling.
Grasping the trident with his hands, he plunged it forth, the center blade of the trio impacting the Triforce emblem upon the sword‘s blade. As soon as the two touched one another, a whirlwind erupted around the platform, stripping the surrounding trees bare of leaves and branches. The Medallions and Stones began to glow brilliantly, shining an overwhelming light that pierced into the heavens above.
Deep within Death Mountain, further than the Goron City, a shadow emerged within the Goron Mines. A single midnight blue eye appeared within this shadow, flicking to and fro before it began to slowly crawl along the ground. Soon, it found itself next to a large Goron working on a strange machine, gears turning around, clanking loudly as the creature worked, ignorant of its surroundings. The eye flickered again, looking around quickly before focusing on the single Goron once again and its colored changed to a deep gold as a white fanged smile appeared again.
A tuxedo clad form began rising from the ground, pulling itself together out of its own darkness and forming its body once again. Its smile never left its face, amused that the Goron was so focused on its work that it didn’t even notice the being.
”Why hello there! That looks interesting! Guessing its important right? The bigger things are, the more important they are in your society, right? You guys are practically walking compensations if you ask me~” Said the man at a speed the Goron could probably barely understand.
Flicking his wrist, the apple he had been chewing on so shortly ago fell from his sleeve into his palm and he bit into it again as the Goron looked at him for the first time, blinking.
”This machine is very important, it regulates the heat level of the hot springs we built.” Replied the Goron, eyeing the man.
”Ah, interesting, interesting…I keep forgetting you lot are a slow but brilliant race. I know what its like to be under appreciated, man can I tell you some stories. Go do this, go get that, kill this thing for us, blah, blah, BLAH! But you guys, people look down on you all they want, but you blow them out of the water man! The stuff you got going on here…I almost feel bad.”
Popping the apple into his mouth and biting into it, the man kept it in his mouth. Grabbing the Goron’s arm with one hand, he tugged on it, surprisingly pulling the large creature back, even though it was far taller and much greater in size than he. The tux man then raised up his other hand and dozens of tendrils once again erupted from where he stood, piercing into the machine, wrapping into its gears and ripping them, breaking them, stopping them from operating as clanks and grinding noises filled the air.
”NO! What are you doing? Stop that!”
The man looked at the creature and gripped it tighter, throwing him aside. Putting his other hand forth, more tendrils flew in, destroying more and more of the machine until alarms began going off, the air becoming crowded with the variety of noises filling it.
Within a few moments, the lava of the area began to rise, the earth below them rumbling and shaking with increasing aggressiveness.
”There we go, all set for the big show!” Exclaimed the man gleefully as he pulled back his hands, the tendrils disappearing. ”Why’re you complaining? You guys are more hurt by water than lava, this will just be like a big ol’ shower for you all~”
”Why…Why would you do this? What have you done?” Called out the Goron, getting to his feet and running to the man, grabbing him and shaking him violently. ”Who are you? What monster would do this?”
”I’ve done this to show you the error of your ways! This technology is blasphemous before our holy Golden Goddesses! You must surely cease and desist this!” Responded the golden-eyed man, his voice suddenly taking an authoritative tone, like a parent scolding their child. ”You may call me a Dark Interloper, a Twili in this day and age. Beware!”
The Goron’s eyes suddenly filled with shock and dread, his hands letting the man go as he stepped back, stumbling to the ground as it violently shook again, the lava bubbling around them, rising higher and higher.
”Ah, well, anyways.” Said the man, clearing his throat nonchalantly as he glanced around him. ”It appears as though I need to move on, places to be, chaos to start. Have fun!”
His skin darkened further, turning completely black, and within a second, he dropped down into nothing, gone as the magma started to gain more height…
The cloaked man let go of the Trident, it staying in place, floating in the air with its primary point still attempting to pierce the sword’s blade.
Putting his hands together, palms flat and fingers stretched, the man extended one leg and swung it in a circle, sliding it along the ground, and, upon hitting the start of his circle, immediately switched to his other leg and spun it in reverse before standing up, spreading his hands part and raising them as two more circles appeared just outside the platform, forming a double ring as strange Relics and Artifacts appeared from the ground and began shimmering.
Lowering his arms, he clapped his hands together again before once more pulling them apart, this time three Crystals appearing between them. Floating for a brief moment, they suddenly dispersed into the same triangle formation the stones had previously been thrown into; one crystal impacting the ruby stone and enveloping it in an inferno of fire, another hitting the emerald stone and surrounding it in a hurricane of wind, and the last colliding with the sapphire stone and encasing it in a shell of ice.
As these completed, three golden triangles emerged where the crystals and stones floated, glowing brilliantly.
The black shadow appeared on a floor once again, its midnight blue eye emerging and glancing around, yet this time it did not search for anyone, gathering together all alone as wind whipped around it with ferocity, as if trying to cast him from the height at which he stood.
”Hmm…I suppose blaming the Twilit folk for both the mountain and here would be too much, we can’t have too much coincidence or else it will detract from our point.” Muttered the man.
Where it had previously been deep within the earth, it was now high above in the sky, standing upon the City in the Sky.
The wind pulled hard at his body, his tuxedo flapping wildly and his hand clothing his hat tightly, his teeth bared in annoyance.
”Bloody hell! How do people survive up here?…Oh yeah, wings.”
Raising one of his hands up, a wall of shadow suddenly emerged behind him and redirected the wind, allowing him to loosen his grip upon his cap. Glancing around, the man noted no one near him.
”Children of the wind! How the prideful climb to such great heights! Truly a great testament to the kings of old!” Stated the man as his eyes turned dark and golden. ”Such a shame no one ever thought about the consequences!”
Whipping out his hands, tendrils shot forth from the wall he had created, breaking windmills and snapping fans, others swirling around the makeshift ground and attack those supporting the structure from below.
A sadistic grin was upon his lip, and soon he flicked his hand again, his half eaten apple appearing once more as he bit into it again, then tossed it over the edge.
”My, my, an apple will be falling upon someone’s head soon, and out he will cry, the sky is falling! How little he knows, for the fairy tale comes true! And more than just a simple apple shall follow.”
Extending out his arm to match his other, he quickly swung both down and the shadow behind him dug in, tearing apart the land and splitting it.
”Well, my play time is over. So sad, my first day of letting loose and it must end so quickly…Oh well, a better day comes before long. Good day to all!” Called out the man to an absent audience as he vanished yet again into shadow.
Within moments, the section of the City in the Sky he had broken snapped away from the rest, Oocca fleeing from their homes, taking to the sky and soaring as fast as they could to escape, though some stayed behind, hopelessly trying to keep their self-created “land” afloat.
In the Sacred Grove, the cloaked man breathed heavily as wind swirled about him, chaos reigned in the small patch of land he had intruded upon. A rainbow of power, a storm of energy, it rocked the earth beneath him.
He stood upon the ground, hands once more clasped together with his hood low, head obviously bowed.
Once again, the shadow appeared with an eye at its center, flicking about before focusing on the man, causing the ferocious row of teeth to grin again before materializing, this time much further away from the platform, the tuxedo man leaning against a ruined wall as he watched.
”Just thought I’d let you know, our comrades are all almost done. I can only imagine the look on their faces when they see what we’ve been doing while they were sent on mere fetch quests. I wonder what they will think is going on?” Mused the man. ”I still don’t see why we sent them out to get those remnants, its not like we need them.”
”They are a distraction, and more importantly, a ruse. We need those items for what they represent, not what they are. Besides, I have a use in mind for them.” Informed the other. ”Now shut up, you know full well how hard this last part is, I need full concentration.”
”It’s about to get harder~” Sang the tux man, his eyes looking through the clearing.
On one side of the view, high above in the sky, further than any land-based structure could dream of reaching, a tenth of the City in the Sky fell to the earth. On the other side of the clearing’s view, from the earth itself erupted fire and rock, Death Mountain showering the land in lava. The earth shook violently all over Hyrule, quakes from the eruption rising up and the impacting collapse landing hard.
Groaning loudly, the man raised his hands high and pulled them apart as a whirlwind of energy centered between him, power from every item he had laid out collecting within and taking shape, forming into two objects.
The man grasped them and jumped back, landing upon the top of the ruined wall through which the former Hero of Time had ventured past the Door of Time to grasp the sacred sword that would save his world.
Raising the two items up, he drew the Silver Arrow along the Light Bow and held it taut as he aimed it, breathing slowly as the chaos enveloping the area tried to disrupt his concentration.
”I’m sorry.”
Releasing the string, the arrow flew forth with unnatural speed as the bow transformed into a golden aura around the projectile and pierced through the red gemstone of the Trident of Darkness, straight into the yellow gemstone of the Master Sword and shattering it as well.
Abruptly, with the head of the arrow in the center of the sword and the tail at the core of the trident, a spiral of energy shot into the sky, countless colors swirling into a vortex of power as it pierced the heavens themselves, visible to the entire world.
The tuxedo man whistled as he watched, raising his gloved hands up to protect his eyes as the tornado flew into the sky.
However, this pillar of lights would only last a moment before it coalesced into a large sphere of energy and exploded, thousands of small streams of light shooting outwards, all across Hyrule like falling stars.
With the sudden silence that emerged from the spectacle, it felt like the whole world had stopped, if only for that second.
Clapping would be the first sound to emerge, the tuxedo man stepping forth from the wall as the cloaked one hopped down to the ground.
”My man, you know how to put on a SHOW! That was great! Ah, never let it be said that destruction can’t be beautiful~”
The cloak looked back, then turned forward and walked towards the platform. The numerous items he had strewn about where gone, vanished as if they were never there to begin with, and only two things remained; the yellow gemstone of the Master Sword and the red gemstone of the Trident of Darkness, laying next to one another before the Pedestal of Time.
”Heh, guess they really are indestructible, huh? Oh well, we scattered their remains throughout Hyrule. That will increase our odds, believe it. A hundred pieces of power are better than two, trust me.”
The cloaked man merely nodded and knelt down on his knee, picking up a gemstone in each hand. Raising them up, a Symbol appeared upon the back of both his gloves and he released the gems.
The yellow one landed upon the pedestal and, in a brilliant blaze of purple flames, a nigh perfect copy of the sword was recreated in its resting place, the only imperfection being its purple hilt that held the gem.
The red one landed behind the pedestal and, in a similar flare of purple fire, a copy of the trident was created as well, with this one bone white in color, a skull at the base of the trio of blades, the gem in its mouth.
”Back to the pyramid with you…” Muttered the man with mild disgust, waving his hand and causing it to lower into the ground, disappearing.
”Now, let’s see here…Destruction? Check. Mayhem? Check. Misplaced blame? Check. Minions blindly following orders? Quintuple check…Or is that quadruple since two of them can fuse? Eh, whatever. Evil cackling laugh?” Asked the man, raising a finger for each one. Looking to his companion, he suddenly broke out into a loud and resounding laugh, echoing deep within the woods before he abruptly stopped and raised his last digit. ”Check. High five!”
The cloaked individual looked at him, then stepped off the platform, walking towards the tuxedo man who still remained near the wall until there was barely a foot between them.
”You better pray to the Goddesses that this is the right thing to do. If not, you’ll miss the prison you were in naught but five minutes into what I have in mind for you if this fails.” Swore the man, venom in his voice.
”Scaaaarrryyyy~ No worries, I have as much at stake in this as you do.” Replied the creature, waving his hand. “Now come, our part in this play is over for the moment and the prologue will be complete once our associates are finished. Let us go and see how the first act plays out, I simply love improvised stories~”
The two watched each other for a moment, the dark skinned man staring with golden eyes and a wide smile, unflinching in his watch of the shadow man. A sigh left his cloak, and a slow nod followed the man turning, the pair walking towards another white doorway, opening it and entering, the portal vanishing behind them.
Three catastrophes rocked Hyrule, with four villains of legend having reappeared, setting the stage as the Light and Twilight Realms moved towards an unknown end.
However, this stage was far from set in stone, and unknown to the two figures that believed to know all the variables, all the anomalies that could upset their plans, a pair of soulless gray eyes watched them from the very sky high above…
However, today its halls darkened as the clouds gathered.
A black door appeared upon one of the walls of the structure, it swinging open to reveal the cloaked man and his dark skin companion, who quickly walked through and shut it, causing it to vanish.
The pair seemed to have no problem, until just a few steps in the cloaked man fell to his knees, coughing hard until a small splatter of blood tainted the green grass.
”Not going to die on me, are ya chief?” Inquired the tuxedo clad man.
”Shut up…Teleporting here is practically impossible, only one person is supposed to be able to enter this part of the Temple, and that is most certainly neither of us…” Muttered the other, spitting his mouth clean. ”The amount of energy I had to use to get in here was more than most use when battling for their lives.”
”…Wuss.”
A boot suddenly introduced itself to the man’s gut and knocked him on his ass.
”Shut it.” Retorted the cloaked one.
Coughing hard, the tux man smirked and the pair slowly got to their feet, making their way towards a platform where a sword was stuck in a pedestal on the ground. A shimmering silver blade was attached to a deep blue hilt, with a yellow gemstone at its center. Near the bottom of the blade was a carving of the Triforce. To outsiders who knew nothing of the area or that of which it held, the sword would initially seem to be almost random, but none who looked at it for long would be able to brush the feeling of importance it radiated. Unfortunately, in this day and age, the number of people who did know if its importance were few. While the cloaked man walked straight up to the weapon, the tuxedo man stayed further back.
”Alright, so, shall we get started?” Asked the man as he pulled his white glove tightly.
Glancing back for just a moment, the cloaked man knelt down and placed his hand upon the ground. A circle of black extended outwards from his palm before he began to raise it up, red lightning crackling from the darkness as a black staff rose from the ground, closely following his hand until it finally fully emerged. The end of the staff ended in a red gemstone from which three blades jutted forth, forming a trident.
”Yes. The spell you gave me appears to be working fine so far. Go, this will take a while.”
The tux man smiled wide and bowed to the other before suddenly dropping straight into the ground, vanishing.
Reaching into his robe, the cloaked man threw out six Medallions in a circle on the platform around the pedestal, followed by throwing three Stones in a triangle formation on the platform as well.
”Zelda, Midna, Golden Goddesses, people of the Realms, and my most beloved…Please forgive me.” Whispered the man, his voice struggling.
Grasping the trident with his hands, he plunged it forth, the center blade of the trio impacting the Triforce emblem upon the sword‘s blade. As soon as the two touched one another, a whirlwind erupted around the platform, stripping the surrounding trees bare of leaves and branches. The Medallions and Stones began to glow brilliantly, shining an overwhelming light that pierced into the heavens above.
Deep within Death Mountain, further than the Goron City, a shadow emerged within the Goron Mines. A single midnight blue eye appeared within this shadow, flicking to and fro before it began to slowly crawl along the ground. Soon, it found itself next to a large Goron working on a strange machine, gears turning around, clanking loudly as the creature worked, ignorant of its surroundings. The eye flickered again, looking around quickly before focusing on the single Goron once again and its colored changed to a deep gold as a white fanged smile appeared again.
A tuxedo clad form began rising from the ground, pulling itself together out of its own darkness and forming its body once again. Its smile never left its face, amused that the Goron was so focused on its work that it didn’t even notice the being.
”Why hello there! That looks interesting! Guessing its important right? The bigger things are, the more important they are in your society, right? You guys are practically walking compensations if you ask me~” Said the man at a speed the Goron could probably barely understand.
Flicking his wrist, the apple he had been chewing on so shortly ago fell from his sleeve into his palm and he bit into it again as the Goron looked at him for the first time, blinking.
”This machine is very important, it regulates the heat level of the hot springs we built.” Replied the Goron, eyeing the man.
”Ah, interesting, interesting…I keep forgetting you lot are a slow but brilliant race. I know what its like to be under appreciated, man can I tell you some stories. Go do this, go get that, kill this thing for us, blah, blah, BLAH! But you guys, people look down on you all they want, but you blow them out of the water man! The stuff you got going on here…I almost feel bad.”
Popping the apple into his mouth and biting into it, the man kept it in his mouth. Grabbing the Goron’s arm with one hand, he tugged on it, surprisingly pulling the large creature back, even though it was far taller and much greater in size than he. The tux man then raised up his other hand and dozens of tendrils once again erupted from where he stood, piercing into the machine, wrapping into its gears and ripping them, breaking them, stopping them from operating as clanks and grinding noises filled the air.
”NO! What are you doing? Stop that!”
The man looked at the creature and gripped it tighter, throwing him aside. Putting his other hand forth, more tendrils flew in, destroying more and more of the machine until alarms began going off, the air becoming crowded with the variety of noises filling it.
Within a few moments, the lava of the area began to rise, the earth below them rumbling and shaking with increasing aggressiveness.
”There we go, all set for the big show!” Exclaimed the man gleefully as he pulled back his hands, the tendrils disappearing. ”Why’re you complaining? You guys are more hurt by water than lava, this will just be like a big ol’ shower for you all~”
”Why…Why would you do this? What have you done?” Called out the Goron, getting to his feet and running to the man, grabbing him and shaking him violently. ”Who are you? What monster would do this?”
”I’ve done this to show you the error of your ways! This technology is blasphemous before our holy Golden Goddesses! You must surely cease and desist this!” Responded the golden-eyed man, his voice suddenly taking an authoritative tone, like a parent scolding their child. ”You may call me a Dark Interloper, a Twili in this day and age. Beware!”
The Goron’s eyes suddenly filled with shock and dread, his hands letting the man go as he stepped back, stumbling to the ground as it violently shook again, the lava bubbling around them, rising higher and higher.
”Ah, well, anyways.” Said the man, clearing his throat nonchalantly as he glanced around him. ”It appears as though I need to move on, places to be, chaos to start. Have fun!”
His skin darkened further, turning completely black, and within a second, he dropped down into nothing, gone as the magma started to gain more height…
The cloaked man let go of the Trident, it staying in place, floating in the air with its primary point still attempting to pierce the sword’s blade.
Putting his hands together, palms flat and fingers stretched, the man extended one leg and swung it in a circle, sliding it along the ground, and, upon hitting the start of his circle, immediately switched to his other leg and spun it in reverse before standing up, spreading his hands part and raising them as two more circles appeared just outside the platform, forming a double ring as strange Relics and Artifacts appeared from the ground and began shimmering.
Lowering his arms, he clapped his hands together again before once more pulling them apart, this time three Crystals appearing between them. Floating for a brief moment, they suddenly dispersed into the same triangle formation the stones had previously been thrown into; one crystal impacting the ruby stone and enveloping it in an inferno of fire, another hitting the emerald stone and surrounding it in a hurricane of wind, and the last colliding with the sapphire stone and encasing it in a shell of ice.
As these completed, three golden triangles emerged where the crystals and stones floated, glowing brilliantly.
The black shadow appeared on a floor once again, its midnight blue eye emerging and glancing around, yet this time it did not search for anyone, gathering together all alone as wind whipped around it with ferocity, as if trying to cast him from the height at which he stood.
”Hmm…I suppose blaming the Twilit folk for both the mountain and here would be too much, we can’t have too much coincidence or else it will detract from our point.” Muttered the man.
Where it had previously been deep within the earth, it was now high above in the sky, standing upon the City in the Sky.
The wind pulled hard at his body, his tuxedo flapping wildly and his hand clothing his hat tightly, his teeth bared in annoyance.
”Bloody hell! How do people survive up here?…Oh yeah, wings.”
Raising one of his hands up, a wall of shadow suddenly emerged behind him and redirected the wind, allowing him to loosen his grip upon his cap. Glancing around, the man noted no one near him.
”Children of the wind! How the prideful climb to such great heights! Truly a great testament to the kings of old!” Stated the man as his eyes turned dark and golden. ”Such a shame no one ever thought about the consequences!”
Whipping out his hands, tendrils shot forth from the wall he had created, breaking windmills and snapping fans, others swirling around the makeshift ground and attack those supporting the structure from below.
A sadistic grin was upon his lip, and soon he flicked his hand again, his half eaten apple appearing once more as he bit into it again, then tossed it over the edge.
”My, my, an apple will be falling upon someone’s head soon, and out he will cry, the sky is falling! How little he knows, for the fairy tale comes true! And more than just a simple apple shall follow.”
Extending out his arm to match his other, he quickly swung both down and the shadow behind him dug in, tearing apart the land and splitting it.
”Well, my play time is over. So sad, my first day of letting loose and it must end so quickly…Oh well, a better day comes before long. Good day to all!” Called out the man to an absent audience as he vanished yet again into shadow.
Within moments, the section of the City in the Sky he had broken snapped away from the rest, Oocca fleeing from their homes, taking to the sky and soaring as fast as they could to escape, though some stayed behind, hopelessly trying to keep their self-created “land” afloat.
In the Sacred Grove, the cloaked man breathed heavily as wind swirled about him, chaos reigned in the small patch of land he had intruded upon. A rainbow of power, a storm of energy, it rocked the earth beneath him.
He stood upon the ground, hands once more clasped together with his hood low, head obviously bowed.
Once again, the shadow appeared with an eye at its center, flicking about before focusing on the man, causing the ferocious row of teeth to grin again before materializing, this time much further away from the platform, the tuxedo man leaning against a ruined wall as he watched.
”Just thought I’d let you know, our comrades are all almost done. I can only imagine the look on their faces when they see what we’ve been doing while they were sent on mere fetch quests. I wonder what they will think is going on?” Mused the man. ”I still don’t see why we sent them out to get those remnants, its not like we need them.”
”They are a distraction, and more importantly, a ruse. We need those items for what they represent, not what they are. Besides, I have a use in mind for them.” Informed the other. ”Now shut up, you know full well how hard this last part is, I need full concentration.”
”It’s about to get harder~” Sang the tux man, his eyes looking through the clearing.
On one side of the view, high above in the sky, further than any land-based structure could dream of reaching, a tenth of the City in the Sky fell to the earth. On the other side of the clearing’s view, from the earth itself erupted fire and rock, Death Mountain showering the land in lava. The earth shook violently all over Hyrule, quakes from the eruption rising up and the impacting collapse landing hard.
Groaning loudly, the man raised his hands high and pulled them apart as a whirlwind of energy centered between him, power from every item he had laid out collecting within and taking shape, forming into two objects.
The man grasped them and jumped back, landing upon the top of the ruined wall through which the former Hero of Time had ventured past the Door of Time to grasp the sacred sword that would save his world.
Raising the two items up, he drew the Silver Arrow along the Light Bow and held it taut as he aimed it, breathing slowly as the chaos enveloping the area tried to disrupt his concentration.
”I’m sorry.”
Releasing the string, the arrow flew forth with unnatural speed as the bow transformed into a golden aura around the projectile and pierced through the red gemstone of the Trident of Darkness, straight into the yellow gemstone of the Master Sword and shattering it as well.
Abruptly, with the head of the arrow in the center of the sword and the tail at the core of the trident, a spiral of energy shot into the sky, countless colors swirling into a vortex of power as it pierced the heavens themselves, visible to the entire world.
The tuxedo man whistled as he watched, raising his gloved hands up to protect his eyes as the tornado flew into the sky.
However, this pillar of lights would only last a moment before it coalesced into a large sphere of energy and exploded, thousands of small streams of light shooting outwards, all across Hyrule like falling stars.
With the sudden silence that emerged from the spectacle, it felt like the whole world had stopped, if only for that second.
Clapping would be the first sound to emerge, the tuxedo man stepping forth from the wall as the cloaked one hopped down to the ground.
”My man, you know how to put on a SHOW! That was great! Ah, never let it be said that destruction can’t be beautiful~”
The cloak looked back, then turned forward and walked towards the platform. The numerous items he had strewn about where gone, vanished as if they were never there to begin with, and only two things remained; the yellow gemstone of the Master Sword and the red gemstone of the Trident of Darkness, laying next to one another before the Pedestal of Time.
”Heh, guess they really are indestructible, huh? Oh well, we scattered their remains throughout Hyrule. That will increase our odds, believe it. A hundred pieces of power are better than two, trust me.”
The cloaked man merely nodded and knelt down on his knee, picking up a gemstone in each hand. Raising them up, a Symbol appeared upon the back of both his gloves and he released the gems.
The yellow one landed upon the pedestal and, in a brilliant blaze of purple flames, a nigh perfect copy of the sword was recreated in its resting place, the only imperfection being its purple hilt that held the gem.
The red one landed behind the pedestal and, in a similar flare of purple fire, a copy of the trident was created as well, with this one bone white in color, a skull at the base of the trio of blades, the gem in its mouth.
”Back to the pyramid with you…” Muttered the man with mild disgust, waving his hand and causing it to lower into the ground, disappearing.
”Now, let’s see here…Destruction? Check. Mayhem? Check. Misplaced blame? Check. Minions blindly following orders? Quintuple check…Or is that quadruple since two of them can fuse? Eh, whatever. Evil cackling laugh?” Asked the man, raising a finger for each one. Looking to his companion, he suddenly broke out into a loud and resounding laugh, echoing deep within the woods before he abruptly stopped and raised his last digit. ”Check. High five!”
The cloaked individual looked at him, then stepped off the platform, walking towards the tuxedo man who still remained near the wall until there was barely a foot between them.
”You better pray to the Goddesses that this is the right thing to do. If not, you’ll miss the prison you were in naught but five minutes into what I have in mind for you if this fails.” Swore the man, venom in his voice.
”Scaaaarrryyyy~ No worries, I have as much at stake in this as you do.” Replied the creature, waving his hand. “Now come, our part in this play is over for the moment and the prologue will be complete once our associates are finished. Let us go and see how the first act plays out, I simply love improvised stories~”
The two watched each other for a moment, the dark skinned man staring with golden eyes and a wide smile, unflinching in his watch of the shadow man. A sigh left his cloak, and a slow nod followed the man turning, the pair walking towards another white doorway, opening it and entering, the portal vanishing behind them.
Three catastrophes rocked Hyrule, with four villains of legend having reappeared, setting the stage as the Light and Twilight Realms moved towards an unknown end.
However, this stage was far from set in stone, and unknown to the two figures that believed to know all the variables, all the anomalies that could upset their plans, a pair of soulless gray eyes watched them from the very sky high above…