yes?

*and then a portal opens under her feet, and she's thrown into a collapsible castle.*

*the magic of the portal is not dark, but laced with desperation*

@sparrowthelink

*Kairi had been practicing what Twig taught her, at least the best she could. She cries out in surprise when she falls, landing on her arm with a grunt. It doesn’t feel broken, though it does hurt. She gets to her feet, and—

*Something is wrong. She can feel it so intrinsically.

*looking around, it seems like he dropped a sword. Sealing magic coats it, but it struggles, desperate and afraid like a cornered animal*

"don't- hurt... can't control...it.."

“I..Wasn’t planning to hurt anyone.”

*That’s good to know, at least.

*She stops at the entrance to the room, staring inside.

*it sounds so scared...*

"help him, please"

*inside the room, the substance covers the floor, looks like a game of the floor in lava for you. At the other end of the room, barely visible curled up and covered in the strange substance is...a boy. A child no older than 12.*

*She focuses her light, trying to overpower the seals on the sword.

"much better. I wouldn't touch that, even with your blade. It eats away at metal and drains energy."

*he's not lying, even touching it with your blade, you feel tired*

*it's raining outside, the rain is blood red.*

"the kids name is Link, but he prefers Sparrow. He can't control his magic, usually I can calm him before it gets this bad, but the idiot queen sealed me away. His magic is sealed away, pushing past the seals like this could kill him. We need to be fast."

*the man talks fast, scanning the area for a way to get to Link*

"we can use the tables to cross."

*She jumps at the appearance of the man, startled, but decides against questioning it.

“R-right.”

*Theres no way she can do this. She doesn’t know why she was brought here, but they should’ve found Sora. He’d have a much better time.

“What if I fall?”

*Ghirahim jumps first, landing easily. And holding a hand out*

*She takes a breath, then plasters Sora’s normal grin on her face and jumps onto the table with Ghirahim.

*And if she can do one, she can do the rest of them. So she keeps going, trying to keep the light inside her heart at bay, she can tell it’ll just make things worse.

“What- what do I do when I get to him?”

*She finally notices the woman.

"we need to calm him down...and if that fails...knock him out....then we need to heal him, those seals hurt him a lot when he pushes past them, his arms are probably broken"

*He glares at the woman on the ground, pure disgust In his expression*

*She follows him, losing her balance once or twice. Something swirls in her stomach, she doesn’t like the way he hates her. She doesn’t know why she’s trusting him, either.

*Ghirahim tenses slightly*

"but that doesn't matter right now, if we have to break the seals then break them. We'll deal with the consequences later."

*soon they get to the kid, from here you can see the seals, tightening around his arms painfully. There's already a bone poking out of one. Tears leak from his eyes, mixing with blood from his arms, but his face is blank.*

*Ghirahim kneels down on the table, getting as close to the kid as possible*

"Link, hey, Link, Little Prince, Sparrow. Can you hear me? It's ok, it's ok now, I'm here. I need you to take a breath for me"

*and then a portal opens under her feet, and she's thrown into a collapsible castle.*

*the magic of the portal is not dark, but laced with desperation*

@sparrowthelink

*Kairi had been practicing what Twig taught her, at least the best she could. She cries out in surprise when she falls, landing on her arm with a grunt. It doesn’t feel broken, though it does hurt. She gets to her feet, and—

*Something is wrong. She can feel it so intrinsically.

*looking around, it seems like he dropped a sword. Sealing magic coats it, but it struggles, desperate and afraid like a cornered animal*

"don't- hurt... can't control...it.."

“I..Wasn’t planning to hurt anyone.”

*That’s good to know, at least.

*She stops at the entrance to the room, staring inside.

*it sounds so scared...*

"help him, please"

*inside the room, the substance covers the floor, looks like a game of the floor in lava for you. At the other end of the room, barely visible curled up and covered in the strange substance is...a boy. A child no older than 12.*

*She focuses her light, trying to overpower the seals on the sword.

"much better. I wouldn't touch that, even with your blade. It eats away at metal and drains energy."

*he's not lying, even touching it with your blade, you feel tired*

*it's raining outside, the rain is blood red.*

"the kids name is Link, but he prefers Sparrow. He can't control his magic, usually I can calm him before it gets this bad, but the idiot queen sealed me away. His magic is sealed away, pushing past the seals like this could kill him. We need to be fast."

*the man talks fast, scanning the area for a way to get to Link*

"we can use the tables to cross."

*She jumps at the appearance of the man, startled, but decides against questioning it.

“R-right.”

*Theres no way she can do this. She doesn’t know why she was brought here, but they should’ve found Sora. He’d have a much better time.

“What if I fall?”

*Ghirahim jumps first, landing easily. And holding a hand out*

*She takes a breath, then plasters Sora’s normal grin on her face and jumps onto the table with Ghirahim.

*And if she can do one, she can do the rest of them. So she keeps going, trying to keep the light inside her heart at bay, she can tell it’ll just make things worse.

“What- what do I do when I get to him?”

*She finally notices the woman.

"we need to calm him down...and if that fails...knock him out....then we need to heal him, those seals hurt him a lot when he pushes past them, his arms are probably broken"

*He glares at the woman on the ground, pure disgust In his expression*

*and then a portal opens under her feet, and she's thrown into a collapsible castle.*

*the magic of the portal is not dark, but laced with desperation*

@sparrowthelink

*Kairi had been practicing what Twig taught her, at least the best she could. She cries out in surprise when she falls, landing on her arm with a grunt. It doesn’t feel broken, though it does hurt. She gets to her feet, and—

*Something is wrong. She can feel it so intrinsically.

*looking around, it seems like he dropped a sword. Sealing magic coats it, but it struggles, desperate and afraid like a cornered animal*

"don't- hurt... can't control...it.."

“I..Wasn’t planning to hurt anyone.”

*That’s good to know, at least.

*She stops at the entrance to the room, staring inside.

*it sounds so scared...*

"help him, please"

*inside the room, the substance covers the floor, looks like a game of the floor in lava for you. At the other end of the room, barely visible curled up and covered in the strange substance is...a boy. A child no older than 12.*

*She focuses her light, trying to overpower the seals on the sword.

"much better. I wouldn't touch that, even with your blade. It eats away at metal and drains energy."

*he's not lying, even touching it with your blade, you feel tired*

*it's raining outside, the rain is blood red.*

"the kids name is Link, but he prefers Sparrow. He can't control his magic, usually I can calm him before it gets this bad, but the idiot queen sealed me away. His magic is sealed away, pushing past the seals like this could kill him. We need to be fast."

*the man talks fast, scanning the area for a way to get to Link*

"we can use the tables to cross."

*She jumps at the appearance of the man, startled, but decides against questioning it.

“R-right.”

*Theres no way she can do this. She doesn’t know why she was brought here, but they should’ve found Sora. He’d have a much better time.

“What if I fall?”

*Ghirahim jumps first, landing easily. And holding a hand out*

*and then a portal opens under her feet, and she's thrown into a collapsible castle.*

*the magic of the portal is not dark, but laced with desperation*

@sparrowthelink

*Kairi had been practicing what Twig taught her, at least the best she could. She cries out in surprise when she falls, landing on her arm with a grunt. It doesn’t feel broken, though it does hurt. She gets to her feet, and—

*Something is wrong. She can feel it so intrinsically.

*looking around, it seems like he dropped a sword. Sealing magic coats it, but it struggles, desperate and afraid like a cornered animal*

"don't- hurt... can't control...it.."

“I..Wasn’t planning to hurt anyone.”

*That’s good to know, at least.

*She stops at the entrance to the room, staring inside.

*it sounds so scared...*

"help him, please"

*inside the room, the substance covers the floor, looks like a game of the floor in lava for you. At the other end of the room, barely visible curled up and covered in the strange substance is...a boy. A child no older than 12.*

*She focuses her light, trying to overpower the seals on the sword.

"much better. I wouldn't touch that, even with your blade. It eats away at metal and drains energy."

*he's not lying, even touching it with your blade, you feel tired*

*it's raining outside, the rain is blood red.*

"the kids name is Link, but he prefers Sparrow. He can't control his magic, usually I can calm him before it gets this bad, but the idiot queen sealed me away. His magic is sealed away, pushing past the seals like this could kill him. We need to be fast."

*the man talks fast, scanning the area for a way to get to Link*

"we can use the tables to cross."

*and then a portal opens under her feet, and she's thrown into a collapsible castle.*

*the magic of the portal is not dark, but laced with desperation*

@sparrowthelink

*Kairi had been practicing what Twig taught her, at least the best she could. She cries out in surprise when she falls, landing on her arm with a grunt. It doesn’t feel broken, though it does hurt. She gets to her feet, and—

*Something is wrong. She can feel it so intrinsically.

*looking around, it seems like he dropped a sword. Sealing magic coats it, but it struggles, desperate and afraid like a cornered animal*

"don't- hurt... can't control...it.."

“I..Wasn’t planning to hurt anyone.”

*That’s good to know, at least.

*She stops at the entrance to the room, staring inside.

*it sounds so scared...*

"help him, please"

*inside the room, the substance covers the floor, looks like a game of the floor in lava for you. At the other end of the room, barely visible curled up and covered in the strange substance is...a boy. A child no older than 12.*

*and then a portal opens under her feet, and she's thrown into a collapsible castle.*

*the magic of the portal is not dark, but laced with desperation*

@sparrowthelink

*Kairi had been practicing what Twig taught her, at least the best she could. She cries out in surprise when she falls, landing on her arm with a grunt. It doesn’t feel broken, though it does hurt. She gets to her feet, and—

*Something is wrong. She can feel it so intrinsically.

*looking around, it seems like he dropped a sword. Sealing magic coats it, but it struggles, desperate and afraid like a cornered animal*

"don't- hurt... can't control...it.."

*and then a portal opens under her feet, and she's thrown into a collapsible castle.*

*the magic of the portal is not dark, but laced with desperation*

@sparrowthelink

*Kairi had been practicing what Twig taught her, at least the best she could. She cries out in surprise when she falls, landing on her arm with a grunt. It doesn’t feel broken, though it does hurt. She gets to her feet, and—

*Something is wrong. She can feel it so intrinsically.

*looking around, it seems like he dropped a sword. Sealing magic coats it, but it struggles, desperate and afraid like a cornered animal*

"who do you think sent this portal, Ghiri?"

"I... don't like the magic... might be one from the old bastard. We should be careful"

*Sparrow nods, Ghirahim returns to his sword form, and Sparrow wields it. They step through*

*and...he's..home. in the castle courtyard.*

"Prince Link? Is that you?"

"Link? Is that really you?"

*Sparrow tenses slightly*

"yes, it's me.."

*his mother sits at the end of the table, getting up to check him over*

"what happened?! At first I thought you were taken but I found your note and- who even convinced you that this was a good idea?!"

*Sparrow pulls away slightly*

"no one convinced me! It was my decision!"

*she crossed her arms, clearly not believing he could form a thought on his own*

"I quite seriously doubt that! My precious boy would never do such a thing. Who was it? It was that sword, wasn't it! I tried to take it away but it found a way back to you!"

*of course, she always finds someone to blame.*

"Ghirahim didn't do anything! It was my decision. I left because I was tired of being trapped!"

*he takes a step back, arm guarding his sword*

*his mother sighs*

"no."

*his mother tenses*

"excuse me?"

"I said. No. You're not taking him from me."

*his mother sighed, that same, disappointed sigh he remembers*

"Guards. Take the sword. Link, you are going to your room where you are staying. This is for your own good."

*Sparrow tenses as an armored hand lands on his shoulder. He tries to swing around, but his mother grabs his arm as Ghirahim is taken from him. Why doesn't he fight back? Why doesn't he change forms?*

*a seal rests upon the sheath as the sword flickers and fights against it."no-no no no!"

"come on. Link. We are GOING."

*his mother's hand tightens around his arm, leaving red welts."

"let go! You're hurting me!"

*the guards are taking Ghirahim... he's trapped, they have Ghirahim and he's trapped and-*

"while you deal with the sword, please get rid of that cat. I think she has mange."

*no. Cleo followed him- no- nonono- he can't do this- they can't take him- they won't take them from him*

*the seals worm around his arms. Tightening and squirming as his magic begs to get out. To fight back. To save them.*

"who do you think sent this portal, Ghiri?"

"I... don't like the magic... might be one from the old bastard. We should be careful"

*Sparrow nods, Ghirahim returns to his sword form, and Sparrow wields it. They step through*

*and...he's..home. in the castle courtyard.*

"Prince Link? Is that you?"

"Link? Is that really you?"

*Sparrow tenses slightly*

"yes, it's me.."

*his mother sits at the end of the table, getting up to check him over*

"what happened?! At first I thought you were taken but I found your note and- who even convinced you that this was a good idea?!"

*Sparrow pulls away slightly*

"no one convinced me! It was my decision!"

*she crossed her arms, clearly not believing he could form a thought on his own*

"I quite seriously doubt that! My precious boy would never do such a thing. Who was it? It was that sword, wasn't it! I tried to take it away but it found a way back to you!"

*of course, she always finds someone to blame.*

"Ghirahim didn't do anything! It was my decision. I left because I was tired of being trapped!"

*he takes a step back, arm guarding his sword*

*his mother sighs*

*She was grumbling about all of this until she felt the familiar presence of magic-- the presence she'd felt die millenia ago, that she'd been looking for ever since*

*She slowed herself, shoving her excitement down in favor of caution as she slowly approached the source of the presence. Ghirahim... and next to him, a child*

...what the fuck.

@evil-twin-vitale

You're not him. Who are you?

fuck, shit, fuckin'-- kids--

I was trying to protect you, you idiot! This guy's supposed to be dead, and the last time I saw him, he was an illusion made by the god of destruction!

"protect me? I swear to fucking Hylia every time someone see's us together they assume I need to be protected! Do none of you have the ability to read a situation?! He was unarmed and made no move to attack even when you did! That isn't a threat! And he isn't your timelines Ghirahim! Think for a moment before pulling a weapon on someone!"

I don't know if you've heard of it, kid, but there's this thing called manipulation and the only weapon you need to accomplish it is a sharp tongue. And that *she points at ghirahim* is about the sharpest-tongued motherfucker i have ever met

"I cannot manipulate the little prince, because he is my current wielder, and I cannot physically disobey his rules. I revert to sword form if I try."

"in other words" *the very annoyed child continues* "Ghiri can't do shit to me because I own his soul. But because controlling people is a dick move, I set rules instead of giving him direct orders"

"I got him when I was a toddler. That's how powerful."

"his magic is sealed away. I stay because he repaired me and I owe it to him"

*the kid pouts*

"Ghiri! I was trying to be scary!"

"your about as intimidating as a kitten, kid"

you know, this ghirahim is the least assholish one i have ever met. count yourself lucky, kid

*she sighs* well, if the bird hero let you go, you can't be that bad

"well, expose someone who's never known kindness to a ball of sunshine and they usually lighten up"

*Sparrow takes the bottle, slightly confused*

*Ghirahim chuckles*

"we can use it for some milk for Cleo"

*a small hairless cat comes running at her name, meowing happily* "Her full name is Cleo Amaryllis Cuckoo Hyrule The First!"

*Ghirahim smiles* "LADY Cleo Amaryllis Cuckoo Hyrule The First. Use proper titles for members of the royal family, Little Prince"

...prince? what era are you guys from, exactly? the royal line doesn't usually,.. have princes

*the kids magic is strange, a mix of light and dark that almost seems to fight constantly, but the kid doesn't even notice*

*she observes your magic for a moment before sitting down, laying her sword-- her timeline's ghirahim, long dead-- across her lap* can i... can i ask how you were able to repair him? i've been trying for centuries but... i'm not the best with dark magic, and i don't think my light magic helps him at all

*She was grumbling about all of this until she felt the familiar presence of magic-- the presence she'd felt die millenia ago, that she'd been looking for ever since*

*She slowed herself, shoving her excitement down in favor of caution as she slowly approached the source of the presence. Ghirahim... and next to him, a child*

...what the fuck.

@evil-twin-vitale

You're not him. Who are you?

fuck, shit, fuckin'-- kids--

I was trying to protect you, you idiot! This guy's supposed to be dead, and the last time I saw him, he was an illusion made by the god of destruction!

"protect me? I swear to fucking Hylia every time someone see's us together they assume I need to be protected! Do none of you have the ability to read a situation?! He was unarmed and made no move to attack even when you did! That isn't a threat! And he isn't your timelines Ghirahim! Think for a moment before pulling a weapon on someone!"

I don't know if you've heard of it, kid, but there's this thing called manipulation and the only weapon you need to accomplish it is a sharp tongue. And that *she points at ghirahim* is about the sharpest-tongued motherfucker i have ever met

"I cannot manipulate the little prince, because he is my current wielder, and I cannot physically disobey his rules. I revert to sword form if I try."

"in other words" *the very annoyed child continues* "Ghiri can't do shit to me because I own his soul. But because controlling people is a dick move, I set rules instead of giving him direct orders"

"I got him when I was a toddler. That's how powerful."

"his magic is sealed away. I stay because he repaired me and I owe it to him"

*the kid pouts*

"Ghiri! I was trying to be scary!"

"your about as intimidating as a kitten, kid"

you know, this ghirahim is the least assholish one i have ever met. count yourself lucky, kid

*she sighs* well, if the bird hero let you go, you can't be that bad

"well, expose someone who's never known kindness to a ball of sunshine and they usually lighten up"

*Sparrow takes the bottle, slightly confused*

*Ghirahim chuckles*

"we can use it for some milk for Cleo"

*a small hairless cat comes running at her name, meowing happily* "Her full name is Cleo Amaryllis Cuckoo Hyrule The First!"

*Ghirahim smiles* "LADY Cleo Amaryllis Cuckoo Hyrule The First. Use proper titles for members of the royal family, Little Prince"

...prince? what era are you guys from, exactly? the royal line doesn't usually,.. have princes

*the kids magic is strange, a mix of light and dark that almost seems to fight constantly, but the kid doesn't even notice*

*she observes your magic for a moment before sitting down, laying her sword-- her timeline's ghirahim, long dead-- across her lap* can i... can i ask how you were able to repair him? i've been trying for centuries but... i'm not the best with dark magic, and i don't think my light magic helps him at all

*She was grumbling about all of this until she felt the familiar presence of magic-- the presence she'd felt die millenia ago, that she'd been looking for ever since*

*She slowed herself, shoving her excitement down in favor of caution as she slowly approached the source of the presence. Ghirahim... and next to him, a child*

...what the fuck.

@evil-twin-vitale

You're not him. Who are you?

fuck, shit, fuckin'-- kids--

I was trying to protect you, you idiot! This guy's supposed to be dead, and the last time I saw him, he was an illusion made by the god of destruction!

"protect me? I swear to fucking Hylia every time someone see's us together they assume I need to be protected! Do none of you have the ability to read a situation?! He was unarmed and made no move to attack even when you did! That isn't a threat! And he isn't your timelines Ghirahim! Think for a moment before pulling a weapon on someone!"

I don't know if you've heard of it, kid, but there's this thing called manipulation and the only weapon you need to accomplish it is a sharp tongue. And that *she points at ghirahim* is about the sharpest-tongued motherfucker i have ever met

"I cannot manipulate the little prince, because he is my current wielder, and I cannot physically disobey his rules. I revert to sword form if I try."

"in other words" *the very annoyed child continues* "Ghiri can't do shit to me because I own his soul. But because controlling people is a dick move, I set rules instead of giving him direct orders"

"I got him when I was a toddler. That's how powerful."

"his magic is sealed away. I stay because he repaired me and I owe it to him"

*the kid pouts*

"Ghiri! I was trying to be scary!"

"your about as intimidating as a kitten, kid"

you know, this ghirahim is the least assholish one i have ever met. count yourself lucky, kid

*she sighs* well, if the bird hero let you go, you can't be that bad

"well, expose someone who's never known kindness to a ball of sunshine and they usually lighten up"

*Sparrow takes the bottle, slightly confused*

*Ghirahim chuckles*

"we can use it for some milk for Cleo"

*a small hairless cat comes running at her name, meowing happily* "Her full name is Cleo Amaryllis Cuckoo Hyrule The First!"

*Ghirahim smiles* "LADY Cleo Amaryllis Cuckoo Hyrule The First. Use proper titles for members of the royal family, Little Prince"

...prince? what era are you guys from, exactly? the royal line doesn't usually,.. have princes

*the kids magic is strange, a mix of light and dark that almost seems to fight constantly, but the kid doesn't even notice*

*She was grumbling about all of this until she felt the familiar presence of magic-- the presence she'd felt die millenia ago, that she'd been looking for ever since*

*She slowed herself, shoving her excitement down in favor of caution as she slowly approached the source of the presence. Ghirahim... and next to him, a child*

...what the fuck.

@evil-twin-vitale

You're not him. Who are you?

fuck, shit, fuckin'-- kids--

I was trying to protect you, you idiot! This guy's supposed to be dead, and the last time I saw him, he was an illusion made by the god of destruction!

"protect me? I swear to fucking Hylia every time someone see's us together they assume I need to be protected! Do none of you have the ability to read a situation?! He was unarmed and made no move to attack even when you did! That isn't a threat! And he isn't your timelines Ghirahim! Think for a moment before pulling a weapon on someone!"

I don't know if you've heard of it, kid, but there's this thing called manipulation and the only weapon you need to accomplish it is a sharp tongue. And that *she points at ghirahim* is about the sharpest-tongued motherfucker i have ever met

"I cannot manipulate the little prince, because he is my current wielder, and I cannot physically disobey his rules. I revert to sword form if I try."

"in other words" *the very annoyed child continues* "Ghiri can't do shit to me because I own his soul. But because controlling people is a dick move, I set rules instead of giving him direct orders"

"I got him when I was a toddler. That's how powerful."

"his magic is sealed away. I stay because he repaired me and I owe it to him"

*the kid pouts*

"Ghiri! I was trying to be scary!"

"your about as intimidating as a kitten, kid"

you know, this ghirahim is the least assholish one i have ever met. count yourself lucky, kid

*she sighs* well, if the bird hero let you go, you can't be that bad

"well, expose someone who's never known kindness to a ball of sunshine and they usually lighten up"

*Sparrow takes the bottle, slightly confused*

*Ghirahim chuckles*

"we can use it for some milk for Cleo"

*a small hairless cat comes running at her name, meowing happily* "Her full name is Cleo Amaryllis Cuckoo Hyrule The First!"

*Ghirahim smiles* "LADY Cleo Amaryllis Cuckoo Hyrule The First. Use proper titles for members of the royal family, Little Prince"

"You call that a swing? And you expect to be capable of wielding my blade?" *is that...Ghirahim?*

"You're the one who decided to follow me around. I didn't have a choice in this" "you are the one who summoned me! why summon me if not to wield my blade?"

"I was a toddler who didn't know how to control their magic. You know that."

"That is besides the point! Tighten up your stance and try again!"

*Well then. either you're hallucinating or something even weirder is going on* @sparrowthelink

*I was patrolling the forests nearby loftwing landing. Making sure everything is okay before I go back to reds place before I hear the voices.*

"like this?"

"tighten it more, your leaving openings"

"the only way I can tighten my form more is by dislocating my shoulders, I'm not a contortionist!"

*Ghirahim knocks the boy over, but doesn't actually hurt him*

"you're forgetting about your legs again!"

*I grab my bow from my bag. Pulling it out and looking over towards you both. I need an opening...*

*I throw the twig as far as i can away from me. Hitting some leaves knocking an arrow and leaving it undrawn but tracking the pair of you...*

"Ghiri, did you hear that?"

"I did. I believe someone is here."

*it happens very fast. An arrow aimed perfectly for Ghirahims neck flies through the trees towards him as I sprint from the trees drawing my sword.*

I dont know how the fuck you are alive. But you came back at an awfully wrong time!

Look, i dont know what hes told you but this man is dangerous!

*I lower my sword. I wont point it at you. But you can feel the anger behind my words.*

That man behind you is the reason I lost my home. That man behind you is the reason I lost almost everything I ever loved.

So don't you think for a moment. That i have not thought about my actions.

*the kid recognizes that name* "oh, so you're the fucker that shattered him."

*The rain dosent bother me. Not anymore.*

Last time I didnt act fast enough this fucker stole my girlfriends soul to resurect his master. So forgive me for acting a little faster this time!

*My sword begins to glow gently. I look at it. As if in silent discussion.*

I have nightmares about him too. About what he did. How he almost killed me on so many occasions. How hes hurt my friends and my family.

I am perfectly aware you are not from my era. Anyone who is knows who I am and not to anger me.

And dont worry. He may have served his time. But i am still serving mine because of what his actions did.

*I scratch the back of my left hand.*

Then Ghirahim. Then tell me this.

"because serving him was all I knew. When I became free I did not know who I was. I needed someone to tell me, so I began to look into bringing him back."

*his eyes become sharp and angry for a moment*

"during that time, I learned from the worst of your people. I learned from the man who peaked under skirts, the woman who screamed and left bruises on her husband, the girl who bullied a boy for having no companion, the bullied boy who snapped and fell from the nursery window, plunging into the clouds."

"so by the time I found a way to bring him back, I thought it was the right thing to do. Because I had learned evil and cruelty from others."

*he's tearing up now. Have you ever seen him cry?*

*I stay silent for a while. I pick up my sword. Holding her in both of my hands as I debate something in my head.*

Before it was too late...

*Then the sword is returned to her sheath. And I look at him. Squinting my eyes. Trying to see if theres any falter in his attitude.*

*When I dont see it... well... its something for me to think about.*

*I look away.*

Well. It seems like youve found someone to show you such things.

*I still wont face you both. The sword on my back glows in an attempt to comfort me.*

*Sparrow let's out a small whine at that*

"we should pack up camp then, maybe we can shelter in that old shrine?"

"we could but then you'd have to deal with your great great something great grandmother trying to spoil you"

I wouldnt.

Our allies all know your face. Anyone in this timeline who sees you will perceive you as a threat.

*I sigh.*

I cant believe I'm doing this...

Pack up your camp and meet me about five hundred yards in that direction.

*I point eastward.*

*By hylia this decision is hard.*

*even evil sarcastic sword spirits...*

*the kid is carrying a large backpack with a few things strapped to the side, old pots and pans, a lantern and a container of lantern oil, basic stuff*

Honestly I'm surprised you decided to go along with this.

*I nod.*

We are headed to the timeline split. Its easiest to get there by loftwing. And I needed an area large enough to call him down.

Further on in time...

*I sigh.*

Ghirahim? past my timeline. You are less likely to be attacked. And by proxy you are less likely as well.

*the boy looks at Ghirahim*

"what's a loftwing?"

"giant bird"

*the kid looks slightly excited*

"yes, little prince, they are very fluffy"

*he looks like he'll bounce out of existence with excitement*

"right...we should probably call Cleo back from hunting"

*a meow comes from nearby*

"nevermind, there's the baby!"

Now... bud. Its... no hurting anyone.

*Crimson looks confused. Then he spots Ghirahim. And he fluffs himself outward.*

No. Stop that. Its. Its okay. We have to get them out of here.

*When crimson spots the cat he looks confused again before tilting his head and moving towards the cat while blinking close to the ground. Trying to move really slowly while not scaring everyone.*

This is crimson. My loftwing. He can get us to safety.

*Theres a rustle a ways off. But my ears perk up. Im listening out for something.*

Crim... you may be hiding them...

"hello Crimson..it's nice to meet you, I'm Sparrow"

He wont hurt you. Hes just protective of me.

*I keep listening. Yes. Those are voices...*

Get behind the tree line and whatever you do. Dont say anything. Dont try to help me. Now.

Crimson. Help them out.

*He moves to the treeline and sits down. Basically making a barrier for you to hide behind.*

Oh look who it is... the demon spawn. And his pathetic excuse for a loftwing.

Hello to you too.

And need I remind you that this loftwing can fly circles around yours anyday of the week.

I'm surprised your loftwing hasn't left you too. You should hear what Zelda says now that youve been exiled.

Or pipit.

I'm not exiled yet remember.

No. But you will be. The elders are pretty set on it.

As they should be. The man who destroyed our home dosent deserve to have happiness in our new one. Even making your "name" Sky in a mockery of our home. Did you really like that demons taunt of Skychild so much that you would take it on as your adult name?

Or did your so called Curse, Make you do it. Like it made you put a knife to Pipits throat.

I've told my side of that story. If I am not believed then so be it.

*You can see me through some feathers. I'm uncomfortable.*

What do you want? Cant you see I'm trying to patrol on a route that isnt covered by the knights.

What I want I cant have because someone...

*He walks up to stand infront of me.*

Took it all away. I should kill you for what you did to our home. No one would miss you if I did.

Even Zelda's moved on. So why dont you Demon spawn...

*Crimson gives a warning trill.*

Oh look. The loftwing isnt such an idiot after all.

For people who have their own. You two are being awfully harsh about mine. I suggest you stop it.

Still cant control the weather. That demon still has his claws in you.

Cant wait for another thing to be added to the exile list. The sooner you cant come back the better we will all be.

*theres a whistle in the air and the man in purple turns. Before tapping the man in red.*

Come on. We better get our report back. The demon spawn was too close to home again.

Agreed. But first...

*The man in red turns away but turns back quickly attempting to punch me in the face.*

*I catch his fist in my hand.*

Fuck you!

I suggest you leave. Dont want the elders waiting on that report now do we?

*He squirms a little. And throws his other fist instead. Which i catch as well. Letting go of the first one and twisting him around before I push him away.*

Dont forget my actions. You seem to enjoy showing them in my face often.

Its normal. They have every right to be angry.

*My hand holds out flat. Taking the blood no... magic. In my hand.*

*Ghirahim chuckles* "well, it was either that or let you continue to strain past the seals until you injure yourself."

*Crimson looks to me concerned. As he gives a soft Coo.*

*It seems to pull me out of my stupor as I walk over.*

Its. Okay bud. I'm still here.

*My voice is flat.*

Now come on. We've got to get you two out of here.

No I'm not.

*I climb onto crimsons back silently*

Now come on, before they come back.

I know... we can. Unpack it later.

*I push up quickly towards the clouds.*

Hold on. The portal hop can be a little strange okay?

*I we go through the portal quickly. And you get the feeling of lightheadedness. As we end up in another forest besides a lake.*

Here.

*I hover around the lake for a moment. So you can look at the view. The first time on the back of a loftwing is quite the experience.*

*I then take up back up.*

*I jump off his back. And sit down leaning against crimsons feathers.*

So much has happened since its hard to pin blame now.

Ive used this spot a few times since I...

Yeah. Ive used this spot a few times. I didnt have many issues with it. Theres no camps near here and theres good magic in the air.

You should be safe here.

*which, probably unintentionally, leaves you and Ghirahim alone. Because for once, he doesn't follow*

"Sky Child, I know I have no right, but I have a favor to ask you"

*then realise im alone.*

Ahh....

*I take a step back. Looking down.*

"this belonged to the boy who jumped. His most prized possession"

"I am smart enough to recognize a god when I see one, and you bear his mark. Please, return this to him. I'm sure he misses it"

I bare his mark?

*Trav... I know this. But I want to know how you do...*

*I take the charm carefully from your hands. Rolling it through my fingers.*

*yeah, they do that, his garden does too, it's something with his magic in general. you're pretty sure he can also do the oppasite*

"I can sense his magic on you...feels similar to the necklace, so was easy to put two and two together"

*I give a sigh.*

Yeah... yeah theres a reason for that.

*should he be saying this?* "and the way I reacted to him leaving certainly didn't help"

*You can see something debated behind my eyes.*

*I hand back the necklace.*

You give it to him. It'll mean more.

"he's..himself? not being controlled? He's not going to kill me?"

*I nod.*

He's... more than himself. But hes not evil. If he was do you think he and I would be friends? And have been for a long time now?

"Alright...We can go tomorrow, then"

*I turn and look behind me. Looking into the forest. You are unsure why.*

Looks like a good amount for over night.

*I stand and watch silently. Leaving him to do as he wishes.*

*As he comes back i spot the wet cloth and sigh.*

I... didn't think I. I wouldnt want too take your supplies.

And after. Well...

Okay.

*I look at what you are doing. A bad feeling settles in my stomach. A familiar feeling of not wanting to eat.*

Interesting. It looks good.

*I look towards Crimson and move over to him, tucking myself into a ball besides him. Like this I look rather small.*

*The quiet bark makes me look, I know that bark. And I give a soft smile as she approaches.*

Hey Lyova...

*I take the bottle and look into it. Smelling it.*

Thank you...

This is Lyova. She's a companion to a friend of mine. She's gentle but be careful.

*I look at her. then at the bottle.*

I... I don't know if...

*I think about it for a moment. Then take another sip. Before putting the bottle down again.*

Thanks...

Of course.

*I tuck myself up besides crimson. But look towards him.*

...

I...

"Just...try to get what you can down, ok?"

*after a few minutes, Sparrow comes running back in an undershirt and pants, and Ghirahim's cloak, much to the man's confusion*

"you- did you steal my cloak again? it's not a blanket!"

"but yours is softer!" "to bad! I don't want it in the dirt!"

*Sparrow huffs, but gives the cloak back, grabbing his blanket from his bag and curling up for the night...up against Crimson, joining the pile*

"You call that a swing? And you expect to be capable of wielding my blade?" *is that...Ghirahim?*

"You're the one who decided to follow me around. I didn't have a choice in this" "you are the one who summoned me! why summon me if not to wield my blade?"

"I was a toddler who didn't know how to control their magic. You know that."

"That is besides the point! Tighten up your stance and try again!"

*Well then. either you're hallucinating or something even weirder is going on* @sparrowthelink

*I was patrolling the forests nearby loftwing landing. Making sure everything is okay before I go back to reds place before I hear the voices.*

"like this?"

"tighten it more, your leaving openings"

"the only way I can tighten my form more is by dislocating my shoulders, I'm not a contortionist!"

*Ghirahim knocks the boy over, but doesn't actually hurt him*

"you're forgetting about your legs again!"

*I grab my bow from my bag. Pulling it out and looking over towards you both. I need an opening...*

*I throw the twig as far as i can away from me. Hitting some leaves knocking an arrow and leaving it undrawn but tracking the pair of you...*

"Ghiri, did you hear that?"

"I did. I believe someone is here."

*it happens very fast. An arrow aimed perfectly for Ghirahims neck flies through the trees towards him as I sprint from the trees drawing my sword.*

I dont know how the fuck you are alive. But you came back at an awfully wrong time!

Look, i dont know what hes told you but this man is dangerous!

*I lower my sword. I wont point it at you. But you can feel the anger behind my words.*

That man behind you is the reason I lost my home. That man behind you is the reason I lost almost everything I ever loved.

So don't you think for a moment. That i have not thought about my actions.

*the kid recognizes that name* "oh, so you're the fucker that shattered him."

*The rain dosent bother me. Not anymore.*

Last time I didnt act fast enough this fucker stole my girlfriends soul to resurect his master. So forgive me for acting a little faster this time!

*My sword begins to glow gently. I look at it. As if in silent discussion.*

I have nightmares about him too. About what he did. How he almost killed me on so many occasions. How hes hurt my friends and my family.

I am perfectly aware you are not from my era. Anyone who is knows who I am and not to anger me.

And dont worry. He may have served his time. But i am still serving mine because of what his actions did.

*I scratch the back of my left hand.*

Then Ghirahim. Then tell me this.

"because serving him was all I knew. When I became free I did not know who I was. I needed someone to tell me, so I began to look into bringing him back."

*his eyes become sharp and angry for a moment*

"during that time, I learned from the worst of your people. I learned from the man who peaked under skirts, the woman who screamed and left bruises on her husband, the girl who bullied a boy for having no companion, the bullied boy who snapped and fell from the nursery window, plunging into the clouds."

"so by the time I found a way to bring him back, I thought it was the right thing to do. Because I had learned evil and cruelty from others."

*he's tearing up now. Have you ever seen him cry?*

*I stay silent for a while. I pick up my sword. Holding her in both of my hands as I debate something in my head.*

Before it was too late...

*Then the sword is returned to her sheath. And I look at him. Squinting my eyes. Trying to see if theres any falter in his attitude.*

*When I dont see it... well... its something for me to think about.*

*I look away.*

Well. It seems like youve found someone to show you such things.

*I still wont face you both. The sword on my back glows in an attempt to comfort me.*

*Sparrow let's out a small whine at that*

"we should pack up camp then, maybe we can shelter in that old shrine?"

"we could but then you'd have to deal with your great great something great grandmother trying to spoil you"

I wouldnt.

Our allies all know your face. Anyone in this timeline who sees you will perceive you as a threat.

*I sigh.*

I cant believe I'm doing this...

Pack up your camp and meet me about five hundred yards in that direction.

*I point eastward.*

*By hylia this decision is hard.*

*even evil sarcastic sword spirits...*

*the kid is carrying a large backpack with a few things strapped to the side, old pots and pans, a lantern and a container of lantern oil, basic stuff*

Honestly I'm surprised you decided to go along with this.

*I nod.*

We are headed to the timeline split. Its easiest to get there by loftwing. And I needed an area large enough to call him down.

Further on in time...

*I sigh.*

Ghirahim? past my timeline. You are less likely to be attacked. And by proxy you are less likely as well.

*the boy looks at Ghirahim*

"what's a loftwing?"

"giant bird"

*the kid looks slightly excited*

"yes, little prince, they are very fluffy"

*he looks like he'll bounce out of existence with excitement*

"right...we should probably call Cleo back from hunting"

*a meow comes from nearby*

"nevermind, there's the baby!"

Now... bud. Its... no hurting anyone.

*Crimson looks confused. Then he spots Ghirahim. And he fluffs himself outward.*

No. Stop that. Its. Its okay. We have to get them out of here.

*When crimson spots the cat he looks confused again before tilting his head and moving towards the cat while blinking close to the ground. Trying to move really slowly while not scaring everyone.*

This is crimson. My loftwing. He can get us to safety.

*Theres a rustle a ways off. But my ears perk up. Im listening out for something.*

Crim... you may be hiding them...

"hello Crimson..it's nice to meet you, I'm Sparrow"

He wont hurt you. Hes just protective of me.

*I keep listening. Yes. Those are voices...*

Get behind the tree line and whatever you do. Dont say anything. Dont try to help me. Now.

Crimson. Help them out.

*He moves to the treeline and sits down. Basically making a barrier for you to hide behind.*

Oh look who it is... the demon spawn. And his pathetic excuse for a loftwing.

Hello to you too.

And need I remind you that this loftwing can fly circles around yours anyday of the week.

I'm surprised your loftwing hasn't left you too. You should hear what Zelda says now that youve been exiled.

Or pipit.

I'm not exiled yet remember.

No. But you will be. The elders are pretty set on it.

As they should be. The man who destroyed our home dosent deserve to have happiness in our new one. Even making your "name" Sky in a mockery of our home. Did you really like that demons taunt of Skychild so much that you would take it on as your adult name?

Or did your so called Curse, Make you do it. Like it made you put a knife to Pipits throat.

I've told my side of that story. If I am not believed then so be it.

*You can see me through some feathers. I'm uncomfortable.*

What do you want? Cant you see I'm trying to patrol on a route that isnt covered by the knights.

What I want I cant have because someone...

*He walks up to stand infront of me.*

Took it all away. I should kill you for what you did to our home. No one would miss you if I did.

Even Zelda's moved on. So why dont you Demon spawn...

*Crimson gives a warning trill.*

Oh look. The loftwing isnt such an idiot after all.

For people who have their own. You two are being awfully harsh about mine. I suggest you stop it.

Still cant control the weather. That demon still has his claws in you.

Cant wait for another thing to be added to the exile list. The sooner you cant come back the better we will all be.

*theres a whistle in the air and the man in purple turns. Before tapping the man in red.*

Come on. We better get our report back. The demon spawn was too close to home again.

Agreed. But first...

*The man in red turns away but turns back quickly attempting to punch me in the face.*

*I catch his fist in my hand.*

Fuck you!

I suggest you leave. Dont want the elders waiting on that report now do we?

*He squirms a little. And throws his other fist instead. Which i catch as well. Letting go of the first one and twisting him around before I push him away.*

Dont forget my actions. You seem to enjoy showing them in my face often.

Its normal. They have every right to be angry.

*My hand holds out flat. Taking the blood no... magic. In my hand.*

*Ghirahim chuckles* "well, it was either that or let you continue to strain past the seals until you injure yourself."

*Crimson looks to me concerned. As he gives a soft Coo.*

*It seems to pull me out of my stupor as I walk over.*

Its. Okay bud. I'm still here.

*My voice is flat.*

Now come on. We've got to get you two out of here.

No I'm not.

*I climb onto crimsons back silently*

Now come on, before they come back.

I know... we can. Unpack it later.

*I push up quickly towards the clouds.*

Hold on. The portal hop can be a little strange okay?

*I we go through the portal quickly. And you get the feeling of lightheadedness. As we end up in another forest besides a lake.*

Here.

*I hover around the lake for a moment. So you can look at the view. The first time on the back of a loftwing is quite the experience.*

*I then take up back up.*

*I jump off his back. And sit down leaning against crimsons feathers.*

So much has happened since its hard to pin blame now.

Ive used this spot a few times since I...

Yeah. Ive used this spot a few times. I didnt have many issues with it. Theres no camps near here and theres good magic in the air.

You should be safe here.

*which, probably unintentionally, leaves you and Ghirahim alone. Because for once, he doesn't follow*

"Sky Child, I know I have no right, but I have a favor to ask you"

*then realise im alone.*

Ahh....

*I take a step back. Looking down.*

"this belonged to the boy who jumped. His most prized possession"

"I am smart enough to recognize a god when I see one, and you bear his mark. Please, return this to him. I'm sure he misses it"

I bare his mark?

*Trav... I know this. But I want to know how you do...*

*I take the charm carefully from your hands. Rolling it through my fingers.*

*yeah, they do that, his garden does too, it's something with his magic in general. you're pretty sure he can also do the oppasite*

"I can sense his magic on you...feels similar to the necklace, so was easy to put two and two together"

*I give a sigh.*

Yeah... yeah theres a reason for that.

*should he be saying this?* "and the way I reacted to him leaving certainly didn't help"

*You can see something debated behind my eyes.*

*I hand back the necklace.*

You give it to him. It'll mean more.

"he's..himself? not being controlled? He's not going to kill me?"

*I nod.*

He's... more than himself. But hes not evil. If he was do you think he and I would be friends? And have been for a long time now?

"Alright...We can go tomorrow, then"

*I turn and look behind me. Looking into the forest. You are unsure why.*

Looks like a good amount for over night.

*I stand and watch silently. Leaving him to do as he wishes.*

*As he comes back i spot the wet cloth and sigh.*

I... didn't think I. I wouldnt want too take your supplies.

And after. Well...

Okay.

*I look at what you are doing. A bad feeling settles in my stomach. A familiar feeling of not wanting to eat.*

Interesting. It looks good.

*I look towards Crimson and move over to him, tucking myself into a ball besides him. Like this I look rather small.*

*The quiet bark makes me look, I know that bark. And I give a soft smile as she approaches.*

Hey Lyova...

*I take the bottle and look into it. Smelling it.*

Thank you...

This is Lyova. She's a companion to a friend of mine. She's gentle but be careful.

*I look at her. then at the bottle.*

I... I don't know if...

*I think about it for a moment. Then take another sip. Before putting the bottle down again.*

Thanks...

Of course.

*I tuck myself up besides crimson. But look towards him.*

...

I...

"Just...try to get what you can down, ok?"

*after a few minutes, Sparrow comes running back in an undershirt and pants, and Ghirahim's cloak, much to the man's confusion*

"you- did you steal my cloak again? it's not a blanket!"