Authors of Our Own Fates - Chapter 3

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A Legend of Zelda Fanfiction

Authors of Our Own Fates

Chapter 3: The Lust of Battle

By: knowlee

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The dark knight stared straight ahead as he stood guard over the Princess of Hyrule. The young girl was locked in a cell with no means of escape save for the key attached to his belt that wrapped around the waist portion of his black armor. He had been given orders by the Great Wizard Agahnim to keep watch over her and to prevent her from escaping.

He huffed at this thought. He spared a glance over to the aforementioned girl and saw her sitting upon her knees looking downwards with her hands folded as if praying. He smirked. She could certainly try to pray to her so-called precious goddesses, but it wouldn't help her any. There was no way she was getting out of here. At least not until Lord Agahnim sent for her to be escorted to his chambers to perform the ritual. And even then she would still not be free.

He watched as the guard in front of him patrolled the area that lay before the stairs leading to the upper levels of the castle. He vaguely found himself wondering if any poor sap would come wondering down those stairs. Lord Agahnim had warned of the potential that someone may come and attempt to rescue the princess. Hence why he was now guarding said person.

He found himself laughing at the thought. Whoever dared to challenge the might of Lord Agahnim was a fool. Not to mention that if anyone ever made it this far into the castle, they would still have him to deal with. And he would give them no quarter.

He loosely pulled the handle that was connected to his weapon: the ball and chain. He had yet to have an opponent that was able to best him in using it. Most never dared to challenge him due to the mere sight of it. Underneath his helmet, a smile formed on his face. It felt good to be feared.

Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps climbing down the stairs. At first he thought it to be another guard coming down to change shifts with the other guard nearby, but those thoughts were dashed when he saw said guard suddenly start running towards the noise.

An intruder.

He gripped the handle of the ball and chain tightly and prepared himself to lift it above his head to swing it around should the guard fail.

Sure enough he did as he saw the intruder, a green clad boy, slay the soldier and came running quickly towards him in an effort to save the princess.

He smiled as his thirst for blood increased within him. That effort was never going to reach fruition as he wasn't going to allow it.

The knight yanked the chain with a grunt and began to twirl the ball around above his head, quickly gaining momentum. As the ball began to spin faster, he saw the boy falter in his speed and stop before him as if he was trying to find an opening.

He smirked. 'Good luck finding one', he thought.

The spiked orb above him continued to spiral as he continued to keep up the momentum. Suddenly without warning he quickly slung it towards the boy with a speed that he could tell shocked his opponent. It didn't appear to shock him completely into fear though as he narrowly managed to dodge the attack and left the ball to crash into the stone floor below them.

Before the boy could strike his sword against him, the knight quickly pulled the chain once more and slung the ball back to his side. When this was done, he once again began to put into the motion the orbit of the ball.

As this was going on he could vaguely see the gears working in the boy's head. Apparently he believed to have found a weakness in his plan of attack. Hah! Even if he had found something, he had an extremely low chance of actually landing an attack on him.

Once he felt confident enough to attempt to hit the boy again, he let the ball fly. Once more the boy narrowly dodged but this time instead of staying put, he quickly lunged towards him and slashed his sword against a small opening in his armor.

Blood gushed out from the wound, but instead of stopping to attend to it, he quickly yanked the chain back and readied another attack. He felt angry that the boy managed to strike him. He had no chance of doing so and yet he did. He glanced over at the imprisoned princess whose eyes were now open and watching the battle with a hopeful expression. Perhaps she had something to do with this?

He quickly looked back at his opponent and saw that his eyes were diligent searching for another chance to strike. He thought for a few moments as to how he should direct his attack and keep the boy from hitting him again.

After a few moments of deliberation, he decided on his course of action. With adrenaline coursing through his veins, he slung the ball towards the boy but left the chain with more slack than the previous times. After the ball landed, the child again lunged towards him and brought out his sword to strike, but as the boy got closer the knight quickly took his slacked chain and wrapped it around his throat.

He heard the princess gasp when she saw what had occurred and the boy immediately dropped his shield and brought his right hand to his neck to grab the chain and attempt to loosen it. The knight laughed as he knew that there was no way that the boy could succeed. He watched as the boy's face slowly started to turn blue due to the lack of air. He grinned at the sight.

Suddenly he saw a bright blue light emanate from the blade the boy held. He was both shocked and curious to see it. Then he noticed that the boy had a grin on his lips. It took him a few seconds to realize that the boy had a trick up his sleeve. Before he could react though, the boy quickly spun around full circle and struck him with the mysterious blue energy that he saw before.

He screamed in pain as the energy cut through his black stained armor and dug a wound deep into his body. He dropped to the ground as he slowly felt the life start to drain out of his body. He had been bested by a mere child!

'No, I shall not die here…' He refused to believe that he had lost. He attempted to lift his body up and try and attack the boy when he least expected it. To his regret, his body refused to comply with him. Was his life truly going to end this way?

The last thing that registered in his mind was the boy grabbing the large key from his belt and walking over to the cell that held the princess. He watched as the young woman stood up and said something to the boy. Her words escaped him though as he found he couldn't hear anything. Then he saw the couple run away from the cell and away from his dying body.

'Lord Agahnim, forgive me, for I have failed you…'