#lorleidian

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King Crimson's face started to contort as the blood magic constructed his face into a permanent scowl. The monster of a man stood over Mojo and Jugo, blood swirling around him. The battle for survival had begun. Lunging at Corsaire, his hands grew sharp bladed swords made of blood, swiping at the Captain.

THWANG!!!

The blades of blood would not pierce Corsaire's metal arm. If there was one thing the captain was eternally grateful for, it was the unbreakable arm that Rat bought for him. Mojo and Juju quickly got to their feet, piercing the king from the back with their blades.

King Crimson real face started to peek through as his disguise left him to heal his back and face. He had the scent of a man of the ocean, and long, dirty hair. Distinct tattoos ran from his neck down his back. A snarl left his lips, and raising his hand, the blood in the room started to churn, and tendrils from the liquid shot out to pierce the torso's of these peasants.

Corsaire did the only thing he could do at this point. Striking the wooden floor with his hand, the ground disappeared beneath his feet, Mojo's and Juju's. It was just in time as well, for another reason he did this particular move was because of Halvar. The young prince had swung by on a rope... and dropped a bomb canister.

King Crimson growled, taking his most valuable book and retreating as his office combusted into a terrible explosion. He’d make these upstarts pay.

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Liz was leading the prisoners to safety, when she heard a scream down the hall. She recognized it immediately as her father. She knew she shouldn't have gone alone, but she felt compelled regardless. Rushing to his aid, she opened a door to find two figures dimly illuminated in the dark. One was leaned farther away against the wall, and the other was face first in the blood. His white hair was stained by the liquid, his body as mess from some unseen torture Liz had not witnessed. Carefully picking him up, she recognized it as the face of her father. "Father. I'm going to get you out of here."

As she started to carry him out, she noticed the other man reaching out to her. As he got closer into the light, it was revealed he was also Bakura. Liz was taken completely by surprise. "Father? What?"

The man she was carrying around her shoulder smiled, and with a quick motion, took her knife, stabbed her in the chest, and kicked her to the side. Liz landed into the blood with a loud scream of pain. Seth smiled, looking at Bakura. The two of them, with the help of King Crimson's magic, had separated into two separate bodies. It left them both weakened, their bodies shocked, however, Seth was ecstatic to begin his carnage on his own. "Finally. I'm free of you and your bloodline."

Bakura rose slowly, up against the wall. Gods. He was free of Seth, but his body was so weak from the ritual. He watched as Seth was forced from his mind, with a swirl of blood to clone his body as a temple for the alter-ego. Now this monster had finally hurt one of his girls. "Seth. You don't need to kill us. You can leave."

"No. No we both know that's not going to happen."

"Why?"

"Why? Because I hate you. Like you hate me."

"I never wanted to hate you."

"Really? All I did was protect your fragile mind from threats."

"You saw everything and everyone as a threat."

"Because they were."

"You're the reason I didn't have a good life."

"I gave you a life Bakura."

"No... I gave myself a life to live for. And if I have to kill you to keep that life safe, so be it Seth."

"The purple piper plays your final tune Bakura. Can't you hear it?"

As Seth raised his knife, Liz stretched her hand as best she could, grabbing Seth by the foot to sear his leg with fire. This was enough of a distraction for Bakura to tackle Seth into the blood. Seth's body was slippery in the blood, slithering like a cobra out of Bakura's killing reach. The Shiekah battled the Yiga, giving Seth punches as they rolled around. Seth hissed, slashing Bakura's skin with deep cuts.

Bakura fought with all his will, but he was getting tired. Seth gave Liz a kick to her stab wound, causing her to keel over. With a smile, he pushed Bakura to the ground and thrust one knife into Bakura's stomach, and stabbed downwards to stab Bakura in the neck with another. The Shiekah grasped Seth's hand, losing the strength to hold him back.

"First I'm going to kill you. Than I'll kill Liz. Than I'll fuck the hell out of Lex. Beautiful thing she is.” Seth licked his lips, his eyes full of insane hatred. “Than to finish, I'm going to find Adda, and I'm going to burn her, and her whole people at the stake. One giant extermination."

"Go. To. Hell."

"I'll see you there first Bakura."

Bakura's looked into Seth's rage filled eyes and saw their history. He remembered how as a young lad he was kidnapped by a rival clan. His body was sliced open, burnt, and exposed to all manners of pain. He remembered how his mind cracked, snapped, and contorted, as all he felt was fear and hatred. Finally, the hatred couldn't co-exist with the fear, and Seth was born to cope with the torture. Seth was a part of him that he couldn't deny, because the more he tried to, the stronger Seth became. A self cycle of hatred fueled their bond. Now Bakura wondered how things could have been different. Seth twisted the knife in Bakura's stomach and the Shiekah knew that he was going to lose.

"Mojo?" Corsaire held the back of his skull, wincing. "Juju? You two alive?"

"Aye, but wish me wasn't." Juju groaned aloud. "Everything hurts."

"Hurt'in lets us know we's alive." Mojo grimaced. "Where's we at?"

"I think... we're in the basement. And I hear screaming."

"Dat sounds like Bakie."

"Pretty sure it's Bakie."

"Let's go find him before the idiot gets himself killed."

"If we rescue him, he owes us drinks."

"Fuck a drink, he owes us a whole bar!"

Corsaire, Juju, and Mojo stumbled through the dark, heading to the sound of the screams. Before the brothers rounded the corner, the captain held them back. He heard the struggling, the conversation, and knew not only Liz was in trouble, but Bakura. There were... two of him. Seth's voice, he knew the difference, he could sense the bloodlust. So he stopped, took a breath... and fired.

Seth felt the bullet go through his chest, and he looked down at Bakura, shock filling his eyes. The madman’s face shifted from wrath to pure confusion. Bakura looked back at Seth, a moment of hesitation between them. Seth didn't move, processing how a bullet pierced his lung, but Bakura did. Taking the knife from his counterpart, Bakura thrust the blade into Seth's neck, and blood oozed from his throat down onto Bakura. The Shiekah looked back into Seth’s eyes as he pushed the knife deeper. Seth fell onto his side, and Bakura kept the pressure up, climbing atop the Yiga.

Many thoughts raced through Seth's mind, but he no longer had the capacity to speak them. Bakura’s eyes were filled with conflict, guilt, and then relief. Seth followed in suit, a light smile creeping on his lips. The hate. The hatred was disappearing. Maybe he could rest now. Finally rest…

Pulling the knife out, Bakura caught Seth and set him down gently. He put his fingers to Seth's palm, not breaking contact until he felt the last heartbeat go.

"You are... a giant pain in the ass to find." Corsaire staggered up to Bakura with Mojo and Juju not far behind. "And this," He gestured to the man's counterpart. "You can tell me about later. Right now, we need to get you and Liz back to the ship. You're both wounded."

Bakura didn't hear Corsaire, closing Seth's eyes. His doppelganger was a part of him for so long and now.... he was gone. He was out of his mind, and he was dead. Bakura looked back to Corsaire, a little dazed. "What?"

Mojo leaned down to pat Bakura's cheeks, almost like he would a kid's.

"Bakie, come on back ta earth now." Mojo looked at Bakura's face. "Hmph. Think he's lost too much blood, cap'n."

"Can you and Juju get him and Liz to the ship?"

"Aye, we's hurt, but not as bad as them."

They heard Liz scream as she gritted her teeth. Using her fire, she cartelized her knife wound. "I-I'll be fine. Where's my sister? Where's Halvar?"

"Halvar was supposed to meet back up with us, so I'm guessing he was rather occupied with guards... or something else." Corsaire helped Liz to her feet. "Lex is with Scarlet."

Bakura picked himself up. With one final look at Seth, he closed his eyes on the dangers of the past. Now, he would open them to the future threats to come. "We need to find him. This King Crimson is more dangerous than you know."

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After the blast, King Crimson channelled the blood to heal himself. Damn these people. It would take forever to rebuild his office. One by one he'd hunt these bastards down. Starting with the Direnor. At first the Crimson King was surprised when he saw it was the youngest prince of Uskar, but that surprise was quickly replaced by excitement. The royal blood would do wonders for his power.

Using his blood magic, he churned the blood around Halvar to bring smells old and new to the prince's nose. As Halvar tried to focus his senses at the sudden burning sensation, King Crimson descended from behind him. With a hard chop the pirate stabbed his hand into Halvar's side. "Little Prince. So far from mommy and daddy. So foolish to come alone. It is little wonder that your people are losing the war against the Frost King. Your rusty chains of life will now come to an end. A Dirnor Prince is no match for a Crimson King."

Pain was nothing new to Halvar. During his training, he had been stabbed before, and Frost Ones had mauled him. Luckily, he never had anything life threatening. Whirling around, Halvar sucker punched the man in the nose, then slammed his foot into the pirate's neck. Growling, Halvar's eyes looked no longer human.

"A king is not a match against sheer will."

"Yes. But my people have always excelled at one thing better than yours."

"If you're going to say 'surviving', then you're wrong." Halvar drew his blade. "Direnors fight to survive everyday. Your kind, the witch queen's kind, may have lost their home. But they never had a constant enemy."

"Yes. You can smell my secret. Than you should know the answer. Magic." Touching the flowing blood that littered his entire home, many tendrils shot forward, stabbing into Halvar's leg, torso, and his sword arm. His energy was sucked out, and King Crimson launched a hydro pump of blood to knock the prince against a wall so he could drain Halvar easier. "I like my secrets. I like learning the secrets of others. I keep to the shadows, and fill my treasure trove with knowledge. Now that you know one of my own closely guarded secrets, you should know that I can't allow you to live."

Scarlet and Rat arrived with Lex flanking them and refurbished back into her garb, and the next moment Corsaire's group joined them. Scarlet didn't hesitate, swinging her axe at the Pirate King. King Crimson had grown incredibly powerful from Halvar's lifeforce, however, and used a hand of blood to grab the axe. Another torrent of bloody water threw her into a wall. Bakura tried to make a move, but he felt his knife wound ooze blood as he took a hard step. King Crimson stabbed him with a tendril from behind, and threw him into the ceiling. With a taunt of fingers, and many tendrils swarming around him, he waved for Corsaire and his men to face him.

Magic, of course, made the Lorleidians very formidable opponents. While most of the Lorleidians did not condone violence, Halvar supposed there was always an odd one in the group. Seeing the witch queen in action always filled Halvar with awe when he was a child. He never imagined having to face on in a duel... and that was his downfall. He barely watched Scarlet and Bakura be throttled before losing consciousness from his own damage.

King Crimson laughed as he took down Mojo and Juju, slicing open the backs of their thighs and using the blood to drag them away. Rat tried to use his brute strength to break the King in half. The Lorleidian Pirate Lord used a torrent of water to grasp Rat, and throw him around like a ragdoll, smashing the man into the ceiling, the walls, and the floor. He only stopped when Corsaire furiously shot his piece at the King. With a laugh, King Crimson engaged in a mock sword duel with Corsaire, using blood to make shift a sword against him. "Tell me Captain. Do you feel in charge? Do you honestly think you will see Seer once more, let alone the light of day again?"

Liz rushed to Halvar, while Lex rushed to Scarlet. It seemed her sister was safe, so Liz poured her worry into Halvar. "Halvar! Wake up! Please wake up!"

King Crimson used his blood magic to shift his face once more, this time opting to the face of Seer to taunt Corsaire. "Let me give you a secret Captain. I gave up on seeing you so long ago."

Blood could burn. This would have to be timed just right. He hoped that Liz would get his meaning as he tossed his pipe to her from his pocket. Maybe now was the time to fight fire with fire.

"Just a note, you filthy swine," Corsaire clanged his sword against the one made of blood as he made the signal to Liz. "Seer can't see."

"I'll paint him a picture of what I did to you." A dirty move, King Crimson used the blood all around them to stab Corsaire in the back. As one small tendril pierce the Captain fully through the bottom of his lower torso, Corsaire felt a lightning bolt of pain travel through him. The King followed up by slashing Corsaire across the chest with a claw hand formed from his blood magic. Paying attention to the last two girls, he tore away Scarlet and Halvar from them. "The children of Adda. With you two imprisoned, she'll have no choice but to bow to me."

Lex saw Scarlet reach out to her, and her eyes widened with a primal fear, which exploded out into a cry of resistance. "LET GO OF MY MOM!"

Lex's hair turned icy without her realizing it, and she froze all the blood around the room. King Crimson's eyes grew wide with panic, as he felt his additional life force be suddenly cut off. "You cur! I'll make you beg mercy for that!"

Liz sprung into action, her flames igniting, and she and her sister made an unconscious joint effort, both of them hurtling a bolt of fire and ice at the Lorleidian Pirate. King Crimson launched what torrent of blood he could in the form of tendrils at the twins, but they burned and battered their way through his magic. Calling all the blood he could in his mansion, he sought to bring a typhoon down upon them, drowning them if he had to.

Lex rose her hands, and the blood froze. Liz followed in support, burning the blood to steam. Both sisters advanced towards the King, working together to stay uninjured. King Crimson rose a hand to take a hostage in the form of Rat, but Lex took the gun Corsaire gave her, and fire a shot into his eye. The Lorleidian drew a claw hand to gut this upstart. It would take a few moments to repair his eye, however, that was when he lost vision of Liz. It was too late when he spotted her inches from his face. By injuring her friends and family, he had summon back the fire witch to the court of the crimson king. Liz's hair burned like cinder, and reaching a hand to his exposed injured eye, took a breath, and, on exhale, poured all her fire into the man. Lex froze his legs so he couldn't run, and everyone in the room boor witness to the end of King Crimson.

His body combusted into flames, fire rocketing out of his eyes and ears. His outside skin was completely intact, but everything else inside burned to ash. His body fell back, and all the blood inside his mansion simmered away. Liz, upon letting go of him, fell onto the floor, colliding with her sister. They were exhausted, the traces of magic in their hair disappearing.

The group was completely astonished by the twin sisters. They had battled their way to victory through a seemingly unstoppable force. Halvar didn’t think he could find Liz anymore attractive. His waging tail told him otherwise. Scarlet gave Lex a light smile. She was so incredibly proud of the girls. “Mom eh?”

Lex didn’t have any sarcasm in her voice, and she was so tired, she barely could nod. “Of course. You’re the closest thing I have to one. Like hell I was going to lose you…”

Corsaire saw the book that held Adda’s location fall from King Crimson’s pockets. Reaching over the dead Lorleidian man he picked the book up. They finally had the final key to find Adda. “Come on. We’re leaving. And we’re not leaving without saying a proper goodbye.”

The crew helped Lex and Liz to their feet, and quickly ran out of the mansions under layers, with Mojo and Juju setting explosives at key points in the mansions structure. Bakura couldn’t help but notice another look at Seth’s body as they passed by. His alter ego always did want a grand burial. And for what little it would mean to the psychotic assassin, Bakura made a silent pray for him, and honestly hoped he’d find peace in death.

Zizi was listening to the plants. It was odd to hear the leaves almost harmonize with the machines, but loved to take note of their whispers. Every plant here was part of a massive interwoven chain almost, every piece of greenery sharing with its neighbor. She ran her hands across a few flower petals, watching how the blooms responded to her touch.

"It is... but I still think our little treehouse beats it, don't you think?" Zizi kissed Kahli's cheek.

"I'd agree. More cozy." Kahli snuggled his nose with hers when he suddenly groaned. He tried his best to keep his wife's attention away, but he knew for a fact that she'd hear the clanks. T0-D was viewing the machinery and the plants, scanning the area for documentation.

Zizi was just about to suggest looking from plants from the Kikai Empire, but nothing could stop the plants from alerting her to the 'walking gears' nearby.

"... are you fucking kidding me?" The Zemlja growled under her breath. "Is he following us?"

Kahli gulped, feeling the rage radiating off his wife. "I do not know..."

T0-D turned to them and waved from afar. "Greetings: Kahli. Wonderful news. The people of Danjur have plants that have been previously thought extinct from the original homeland."

"That's wonderful news." Zizi said through gritted teeth, then tugged on Kahli's arm lightly. "Let's go to a different section."

"I want to see these closer." Kahli went closer to the Android, pulling his wife with him. The plants included some insect eaters, as well as beautiful red spiraled flowers.

"Observation: These red spiraled plants, the Colalilelalo, were symbols of happiness, associated with the Waku tribes."

Kahli was starting to take real interest now. "Really?"

"Statement: When they are about to die, burning them causes the most pleasant smell, according to others."

Kahli asked her to be civil to the robot and she would attempt to do so. Though, that did not mean she had to like him. Zizi personally wanted to bury him so far in the ground, that he could never dig himself out of it. As T0-D explained some of the facts about the native plants of the Kikai Empire, Zizi carefully ran her fingers through the greenery. It was full of life, though she could feel the traces of its true home. The blood red flowers almost looked like fire dancing.

"What are these purple ones?"

"Answer: Those are Aztela. Carnivorous plants that feed both on sunlight, water, and flesh. A personal favourite of mine. They feed mostly on flies and other insects, but they have the biting force of a crocodile. Foolish explorers have lost fingers, and even a hand from sticking them inside the mouths of these joyful little bundles."

Ziz thought the Aztela sounded similar to Ve'nusa, the Jawstalk Mantrap, a carnivorous plant which could swallow a grown man whole. However, the Jawstalk Mantrap was much larger than these flowers and usually burrowed in the ground, laying flat, waiting on their prey to walk over the perfectly laid trap. Ve'nusa also had vines connected to the stalk, instead of just multiple leaves.

"These are beautiful."

"Statement: Yes. They are. It fills my cores with nostalgia to see them again. Oh Zannah will be so happy to know that their are living samples to be transferred and regrown on the new homeland."

Zizi still said nothing and just listened. It would be difficult to keep these plants alive over such a long journey. The transportation would have to be extremely careful. The seeds, however, would be much easier to take back to the Kikai Empire and plant instead of trying to move the entire flower.

"Observation: It's fascinating how the people of Danjur have fused their technology to feed the plants in this greenhouse in a symbiotic relationship. These plants could not live with out them, and the machinery would have no purpose without the plants. All so that beings like you and I can enjoy the smaller lifeforms before us."

The plantations in Hyrule did not require machinery due to the magic of the Zemlja tribe. Windmills were as close as machinery came to grind grain. Still, it got Zizi to thinking... were machines going to replace magic? The thought unnerved her.

"Query: Zizi Slatki. Don't you think it's wonderful that this machinery keeps these little flowers alive?"

"Yes and no." Zizi answered as the robot continued his scanning. "Without the machine, the plants would die and without the plants, the machine would not be needed. Plants have always thrived on their own, without the interference of machines or magic. I use my magic to help the plants grow faster and larger to feed my people, but regardless of my magic, the plants would still survive."

"Statement: And the machinery would be used to power something else. I suppose each could find its life else wear if needed."

"Perhaps, though it feels unusual to me." Zizi was not trying to fight, just speaking how she felt. "Lorleidians do not need machines like this to care for our plants. We have always had magic. Then again, Danjur has some magic, but not much, so there is a need."

"Statement: It would seem that machines hold just as much value as magic when it comes to taking care of fragile life."

"Magic is a living force that flows through everything, a machine..." Zizi trailed off, not liking where this conversation was going. "Can serve a purpose, for sure, yet... you still unnerve me, T0-D. I can't read you. I can't sense any emotion from you."

"Counter: Well you humans are unpredictable as much as you are predictable. That unnerves ME. I express how I feel. And I think, just like you do. I mean, I call you meatbags, but at least you have intelligence that puts you above cattle."

Zizi glared at T0-D for that statement.

"You are a robot, you don't have a soul." The Zemlja was starting to get angry. "You simply follow orders, that's what you were made for, besides making any being you don't care for feel inferior or helpless."

"Zizi..." Kahli warned. T0-D's eye turned red on her.

"Statement: And how do you know YOU have a soul Zizi Slatki?"

"Because I have a conscience, and I don't go around hurting people!" Zizi snapped at T0-D. "You hurt me! You hurt Kahli! You could have hurt my unborn child when you kidnapped me, injecting me with those drugs! You have no sense of morality! You're just a thing!!! Why do you think I don't want you around me? Around my husband or children?! You hurt us once and you probably will do it again if your Empress orders you to do so! So stay the hell away from me and my family!!!"

"Counter: You're own husband was brutally tortured by the man you call a brother in law. Oh I'm sorry, correction. He allowed for his torture by a psychopathic prince. Wither I have a conscience or not is up for debate, I believe I do, but I've never taken the sickening joy in the torture of targets. What I gave you was completely humane, and dear Kahli received a simple punch to the stomach. When I kill, I make it swift, as one would do when putting down a pet. I enjoy following my orders, because I enjoy helping serve my people, but I do not have to enjoy the orders themselves. You are just as much a thing Zizi Slatki. Everything can be classified as a thing. You come into this world, you grow, and than you die. So here you are, holding onto grudges that I honestly cannot calculate why you'd still hold them, wasting the energy and time your organic body has left. Would you preferred I simply snapped Kahli's neck? Broken your bones so you couldn't escape your capture? No? The gods will judge you on your actions, as I sure they will they will when I eventually expire. So save your breath. I will always be a figure in your life, and all your future generations. If you choose to fear me or not, hold onto a grudge, I will not lose any time over it. But by my calculations, those who hold onto hate do rash things. And I'd have no issue terminating you if you made a move on my life. And yes, it is a life. As much as you, these flowers, or the countless meatbags surrounding us."

"At least I have a choice, you just blindly follow your orders without question. You kidnapped Kanisa, and because of your actions, your people suffered in the war. If you chose not to do so, think of all the misery that could have been prevented." Zizi spat back at him. "I know what Ralnor did to Kahli, tried to stop it actually. Just because my sister is married to the king doesn't mean I have to like my brother-in-law or agree with what he did. Personally, I'd like to kick his ass, yet that would only cause more strife. Sometimes, a grudge can give a person lessons; to be wary of those who could potentially stab them in the back. Call me all sorts of names and insult me all you want, the same goes for you. If you ever try to hurt us again, mark my words, I will find a way to dismantle you, spirits so help me. I will get along with your Empress for the sake of the alliance, and nothing more."

Turning on her heel, the Zemlja marched toward the exit. She was not going to deal with this any longer. That thing, that robot, whatever it was, it had no soul, no conscience, and was evil. She knew it, it was in her gut. Zannah craved power and would do anything necessary to get what she wanted. All it would take was one simple order from the Empress and T0-D could hurt her loved ones.

"Statement: I calculate my orders. I follow them out of choice. Every order was for the betterment of my people. We did not lose the war because one little princess was kidnapped. And I'd kidnap you again, without an order, if I felt it was necessary for the betterment of my people."

Kahli finally stepped in. "T0-D. Do not threaten my wife. Zannah will know about this."

"Clarification: I so do wish that you had not married her Kahli. Someone like you would be better at the Emperor's side. By my calculations, the offspring would do wonders physically and politically for the country."

He turned back to Zizi one last time. "Statement: I choose not to beat your ugly meatbag face in out of curtesy. I have been given no specific order that says I can't hurt anyone I like here. Remember that I know where you live Zizi Slatki."

T0-D turned his mechanical clawed feet and stomped away, needing to clear his circuits.

Zizi was going deeper into the greenhouse to where plants were waiting to be installed next to machinery for watering. She used her magic to pull them closer, causing the blooms to burst out of their pots. Swirling the various flora around her, the Zemlja created a hollow sphere and stepped inside of it. She needed to listen to the whispers of the plant. The age old knowledge would soothe her about this situation.

Kahli went back to his wife, finding her in her shelter. "Zizi... please come out."

"You come in. I can protect you in here."

"Zizi... I don't need protection, but I think you feel that you do."

"You do need protection! That thing will hurt you again! I just know it! A punch in the stomach, my ass!" Zizi was close to the verge of tears. "Zarazu told me it nearly killed you!!!"

"That was an exaggeration on her part. T0-D was right in some regards. I suffered much more at the hands of the Gerudo royalty than I ever did at him. A gut punch was nothing. The suffering that happened was my worry for YOUR safety! But Zannah did not hurt you! T0-D did not hurt you! You are a flower, my flower. You're the one who is as fragile as one Zizi. So if anyone should be worried, it should be ME!"

"I don't want them to ever hurt you. I'm terrified that they will!" Her sweet husband called her a fragile flower, though some flowers had thorns. Currently, Zizi was making sure her thorns had more nutrients than her beautiful petals. "Those Hasai hunted you for months! I can see how beaten you were, exhausted and hurt in my greenhouse when we first met. I know what T0-D has done, what Zannah has done and might do in the future. How am I supposed to ever put my trust in someone who's main priority is power? I want to keep you safe, keep you close, I never want to see you hurt again, by their hands or Ralnor's. I already lost so many I carried for on Lorleidi, I can't... I can't lose you too..."

"I'M NOT AN ANIMAL TO BE HUNTED ANYMORE! AND ANYONE WHO WOULD DARE HURT ME OR  YOU WOULD SUFFER MY WRATH!!!" Kahli smashed his hand on her protective dome, flames searing from his nostrils. "Zannah is my FRIEND ZIZI! I suffered for years, until SHE helped me! The Hasai don't hunt me anymore, directly and indirectly because of her! Power is a force I do not condemn, because of the power I hold now is what saves us allows me to protect you! If you see her as a monster for valuing power, than you see me as one as well. Don't. Please."

Zizi released a startled yelp when Kahli smacked his hand upon the sphere.

"... I don't condemn you or Zannah for having power, Kahli." The Zemlja was quiet now, sounding tired. "I've never seen you or her as a monster. I'm simply afraid... of her becoming one."

Kahli gripped his fists, reeling in his emotions. "Than you discredit her by giving into your fears. T0-D was wrong in scaring you. But I, or any other Hasai would have done the same actions her committed. Circumstances are what lead us down the actions we choose. The war, saving the island home. And she has every right to hold power if it means protecting our people. I do the same to protect you, my flower."

"Power to protect is different from power to dominate, Kahli." Zizi slowly stepped out of the sphere, the flowers moving to allow her through to her husband. "Zemljas know if a soul is good or evil, my husband. When I first looked upon you, I saw a soul who was hurting but still had good in him. There was darkness there, but you defeated it. You pushed it back and chose love instead."

"Do you honestly think that Zannah is evil? After all the struggles she went through?"

"No." Zizi shook her head. "Not yet, at least. When I first saw her, I noticed there was darkness there in her soul. Grudges, pain, and despair, but I thought it was just because of the past and what was happening with the Hydra poison." She then took a breath, feeling her skin crawl. "Though each time I saw her afterwards, the darkness has become more apparent. Growing like a weed that chokes other plants to steal resources. It's growing more and more, and when she looked at Annuciata..." The Zemlja bit her lip before saying. "I think Zannah will try to bond with Annuciata. For love, perhaps, but power is the driving force. I believe she intends to make an alliance with Danjur not only for the sake of her kingdom and resources, but... maybe to make Hyrule pay for what they did."

"She wouldn't dare."

Zizi held up her hands to his face.

"Will you let me show you what I saw?"

"I don't know if that would be fair to Zannah..." Kahli was conflicted. He didn't want to be pulled into a conflict of interests. "She can't become the worries you fear, can she?"

"You tell me, my love." Zizi started to lower her hands. "You and Zannah share the same abilities of fire."

"Hyrule is more of threat than she'd ever be."

"For now, maybe. In the future, we cannot be sure."

"Your people have dragons that could annihilate her. Your brother's wife is born from a demon-man. I fear the damage Hyrule can do now over Zannah's own power."

"I understand, Kahli. Though the enemies who lie in the dark and are patient, waiting for the perfect moment to strike are more dangerous than the ones who face you in the light." Zizi's gaze went downcast. "You told me that. I don't want to think Zannah is bad, I don't want to think she has an ulterior motive to hurt anyone. Though I have to be careful, and be cautious. I wasn't before, and that could have ended bloodier than it did."

"Can I tell you something? Malik worries me more than Zannah."

"Heh..." Zizi tried not to laugh, not wanting to seem hysterical. "I'm worried about Malik too. I have no idea what Zarazu was thinking, sending him."

"He's the one who craves power. Did you see how he valued showing off his wife's power? I find it disturbing."

"I honestly just viewed that as a kink of his, but perhaps you have a point." Zizi thought about how Malik used to be Klinge. How if Zarazu was not powerful enough, she was not worthy. She could still hear the sickening smacks of Klinge's punches or kicks hurting her sister. Though Zarazu knocked him down a few pegs, taking his arm. "I trust my sister, Kahli, so I'm sure she has a plan for all of this. Maybe it's to test him. To help him learn to be... human again."

"Hmmm, perhaps...." Kahli opened his arms wide for his wife. "Would you like to go home?"

"That sounds wonderful." Zizi hugged him tightly, breathing in his smell and relaxed. She always felt so safe, so secure in his hold. "... I'm sorry if I upset you, love. I promise it was not my intention."

"I'm sorry that you've been upset. Have you ever thought about open combat against T0-D? It's been a Hasai tradition to duel in order to get over strife and deal with stress concerning another being."

"Open combat?" Zizi nearly cringed at the words. "While I would absolutely love nothing more than to pummel him for what he did, I know better than that." She rubbed her belly and then sighed. "I don't want to risk our baby and I certainly do not want to burn bridges that my sister tried hard to rebuild. Besides, Kahli..." The Zemlja turned a little red in the cheeks. "I'm not the greatest fighter. When we fought against Vul'kar, I was absolutely petrified."

"I suppose that cements it. I'll have to always be by your side to fight for and protect you." He kissed both her cheeks lightly.

"Hey, I can fight, I'm just not good at close combat." Zizi pouted at him for a moment, but smiled at his kisses. "Though I will never object to you always staying by my side."

"I'll never leave." Kahli pressed her back into the pod, kissing and nipping her neck.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" Zizi giggled as her husband maneuvered both of them inside the flora sphere. "You know you're in my domain now, right?" The Zemlja proved her point by having the vines sneak under Kahli's shirt to tug at it as well as his pants.  

"I know. I wanted to give you a handicap~" He was already massaging her breasts. "This thing is sound proof, correct?" "Do you want it to be sound proof so I can moan as loud as you want?" Zizi knew how her lover was weak to love bites, so she bit down, hard, on his neck. "And a handicap? Such a gentleman."

Kahli hissed loudly. "Z-zizi."

He was already dropping his pants, and pushed downwards on her chest.

"Yes~~~?" Zizi ran her hands up his chiseled torso and the vines finished pulling off the shirt and Kahli's pants. However, the Zemlja was being very playful today. The flora sneaked up his thighs, running over his skin in feather light touches. "Does my lover want me to tease him?"

"That stings Zizi. I just want to embrace you..."

"I think we both know you want to do a little more than just embrace me." Zizi winked at him before trailing her hands down to his manhood. "Looks like I have a nice treat waiting for me."

Kahli growled, pulling her close. "I want to fuck your troubles away.”

"I don't object to that, just not too rough, love." Zizi kissed him, tugging on his neck to pull him closer. "After all, this is precious cargo in here."

“I promise not to be too hard.” Kahli went pressed his cock to her womanhood, grinding his teeth as he held her close.

Zizi shivered as her husband slipped inside her walls. He was always so warm, so passionate in his love making. How she wished she could hold onto that feeling forever. She held onto his shoulders as Kahli moved, moaning softly. Biting his neck, Zizi wrapped her legs around Kahli.

Kahli groaned loudly as she held onto his body. It was nirvana to him. “Whisper to your desires.”

"I want to make love to you everyday, I want to kiss you everyday, I want to keep you here in my arms and never let you go..." Zizi breathed as she ran her hands down Kahli's back. "I want you to know how much I love you, how thankful I am for you..."

“I love you. You are my passion. You are what sets my mind free.”

"Passion, indeed, love, I believe I can feel you swelling up inside of me." Zizi purred at Kahli, giving his back a light scratch as she nibbled on his throat. "Make me cum."

Kahli took a hand a pressed hard  her left nipple. He made sure to dip her back enough as he fucked her for the blood to go to her head.

"Ooooh-oh!!!!" Zizi moaned aloud as Kahli continued to thrust, digging her nails into his shoulders. The way his touch was fire incarnate made her see stars. Every single nerve was aflame, and responding to his caress. It was not long before the Zemlja came undone, crying out her husband's name.

“You’re so tight when you scream my name. Where do you want my seed?”

"I want you to cum in me, on me, anywhere, I want them to smell you on me."

Kahli never did this before, but pulling out, he cummed all over his lovers face down below.

"Mmm... I daresay you have a kink for marking your territory, Kahli." Zizi's tongue licked the corner of her mouth where a drop of cum hit her face. "Now I'll smell like you all day."

“You look filthy my dear. Rub it in before we leave~”

"And who's fault is that?" Zizi made sure to 'clean up' before exiting the sphere with her husband. "I feel better, Kahli."

“I’m glad.” Kahli held her close, walking away with her as people stared in disbelief at the two coming out of the pod. “You should wear the tribal painting next time.”

"Tribal painting? That's a good idea, love. I'll wear it to a meeting with Annuciata, and then later," Zizi leaned closer to whisper into his ear. "You can 'rub' it off of me."

Liz was in her p.j's, and rested on his chest. Slowly waking up from just making a rant about 'bloody pirates', she held Halvar close. "You feeling ok?"

"Heh, I'm fine. I don't know about your 'burnt toast' being okay." Halvar snickered.

"Oh shut it." Liz pinched his nose, giving him a peck.

"... you know, I've been doing some thinking." Halvar then suggested to Liz. "When we get back to Uskar, I know it's traditional for the royals to live in the Grand Halls. Though, I also know you like your privacy. Do you want me to build you a new house?"

Liz shrugged. “Is that something you want to do? I know your family cherishes their traditions.”

"They do, but I'm not the firstborn son, so technically, I don't have to follow them." Halvar reminded her. "We could always make our own little world if that's what you want."

“Ok.” A blush crept on Liz as she held onto Halvar. She always felt she should keep pushing her boundaries. “Halvar? Don’t laugh... but can I hold onto your fox tail and brush your fox ears?”

Now, it was Halvar's turn to blush.

"Um... I... I guess you can, but they're sensitive." He let the insinuation hang in the air.

"Maybe... I can give you something in return? Something you've wanted to see for a while?"

"Your butt." Halvar blurted out before he thought and then covered his face with his hands. "Rotar, sorry. It's just that you have such a fantastic ass."

Liz took a few deep breathes. With a shy smile, she nodded. "Ok."

She stood up, turned around, and bending over, slowly dropped her pants for Halvar to look upon her ass. Liz even slowly pulled down part of her panties so he'd get a clearer look at her bare bum, but nothing totally lustful down lower. "I-Is that satisfying?"

"... whoa." Halvar actually started to purr a bit from the view. "So round and like... the color of cinnamon." His hands slowly traveled to her ass, and gave it a squeeze... before just burying his nose between her cheeks, taking a deep sniff of her scent, his exposed fox tail wagging so fast.

Liz gasped, NOT expecting him to push in. She didn't complain though, leaning down ass in the air as Halvar continued to bury his face in. When his tail wagged close, Liz took hold of it, grasping the length of the tail, rubbing the soft fur with her face. "H-halvar."

"YIP!!!" Halvar jumped when Liz suddenly grabbed his tail, turning blood red in the face.

"Y-you ok?" Liz turned to him, getting on her knees, but still holding the tail. Her hands rubbed the length up and down. It was the softest material she ever held.

"Y-Yes, but if you k-keep rubbing it like that then---" Halvar inhaled sharply. "You're going to get a r-reaction!"

"What reaction?" Liz kept rubbing, leaning closer to Halvar, inches away from his lips. "You're very soft Halvar. I love your fur. And you're so cute too."

There was an opportunity to pounce and Halvar did exactly that. With his lips pressed to Liz's, he pinned her on the bed, purring loudly. Already, he was semi erect from her playing with his tail.

Liz kissed him back, moaning. She kept rubbing his tail as they continued to kiss. Oh how she loved kissing him.

"HEY!!!" Corsaire rapped his knuckles on the cabin door where Liz and Halvar were sleeping. "No sex on my ship!"

The young prince was so startled, he fell off the bed with a thud.

Liz screamed as Halvar took her off the bed with her. "W-were just kissing Uncle!" The young Gerudo couldn't stop massaging against Halvar's tail. It was just soooooo soft.    

"Kissing, and we all know what that leads to, don't we?" Corsaire said again. "No sex. Keep your hands to yourself."

Snatching his tail back, Halvar blushed darkly.

"We know, Captain Corsaire."                                          

Liz huffed. Others might put up with it, but she wouldn't. Not giving a damn if Halvar looked, she got undressed and into uniform. Quick as she could, she went to confront her Uncle. "Captain Corsaire. I find your lack of trust in me disturbing and completely unjustified."

"... darling, it's the dicks and the hormones I don't trust." Corsaire simply stated. "I was your age once, and I know how it goes."

"Than you mock my lover. Permission to speak freely."

"I'm not mocking anyone, Liz, I'm stating me rules on me ship." Corsaire groaned, not wanting another argument. "You can fuss about it all you want. Once we reach land, I don't care if you two want to do something then. But not on me ship."

"Captain. I've done plenty of thinking, and it's absolutely unacceptable that you've been treating the younger members of this crew like teenagers. For instance, why is my sister still in her room? You haven't even made any attempts to talk things over with her."

"Liz, I'll say this once, and once only," Corsaire was getting tired of hearing this. "You have been on me ship for years now. You know the ropes, you follow the rules, and you're safe. I trust you to do the right thing. You're a wonderful sailor. Your sister, on the other hand, is a loose cannon. She disobeyed my orders, put us in danger, got Revy hurt, and nearly got herself kidnapped. I'll be more than happy to trust her when she shows that she can listen and follow orders." He stated very firmly. "Until Lex wises up, and realizes that she has to listen and think of everyone before she acts."

"She did stop Eltontor from fleeing. Yes, in the long run she got Revy hurt. I know this. But Revy was proud to fight." Liz took a step closer, standing tall. "You're right. Lex is a civilian. But she's just someone who wants to feel love. Love and the respect that comes with it. Being hard on me worked for me, but it can't work for her. And if I might add, you've been on edge for this entire journey. The Captain I know would have never allowed my father to slip into that monster that tried to kill me, let alone let that same monster traumatize him. Bakura still hasn't left his chambers either. I find your command slipping, sir." With a nod, she kept her voice calm and firm. "I think it would be best for everyone, now that Bakura can't help her, you sit down with Lex, and be kind to her. I'm more than certain she's felt enough guilt now to change. Sir."

"The captain you know..." Corsaire's voice was very hard. "Is resulting to old tactics of his pirate days to find your father. Your uncle isn't a knight in shining armor, lassie, he's done things he's not proud of. Your other father knew the risks, and if he can't keep his other damn self under control, that's not my problem. I'm responsible for my men, yet Bakura is responsible for Seth. If you have a problem with my command, then you're free to leave, Elizabeth, yet I'd like you to stay and keep your sister under control. I'm doing my best to hold everything together at the seams where Adda clipped them to pieces." He then added. "I will talk to Lex, though I will not promise everything will be running smooth after this."

Liz's expression grew dark, and she pointed a sharp finger at her Uncle. "Don't. You. Dare. Compare yourself to a pirate. You are not our enemies. We will NOT lower ourselves to Adda and the rest of the monsters that follow her. You go down that road, and she will have already won. With us at each others throats." Liz turned on him without saying another word, returning to her cabin.

"Goddess damn women... where's my spitfire to handle these girls when I need her?" Corsaire muttered under his breath. "Ain't no damn babysitter." Grumbling, the captain knocked on Lex's door.

"Yes?" Lex had spent that last better part of two weeks in her room like her Uncle wanted, thinking over her actions in catching Eltontor. Why did her Uncle Corsaire think she was a liability? She just wanted to do her best for everyone. She didn't want to be kicked off this mission.

"Requesting entry."

"You may enter Uncle..."

Corsaire entered the cabin and shut the door behind him.

"Your sister wishes for me to talk to you." The captain told Lex. "Are you ready to talk?"

"I am." Lex was sitting on the bed, very shy. She looked like a mess, her makeup having been runny from crying.

"Do you want to start or shall I?"

"...Do you think I'm really a bitch?" Lex sniffed, gripping the sheets. "I just... I just wanted to show that I'm not useless. My sister is a navy officer. And Revy's a hero. So what does that make me? Just some pretty bitch?"

Sighing loudly, Corsaire leaned against the door.

"No... I don't think you're a bitch." The captain kept his voice low and soft. "I was wrong for yelling at you. My temper got the best of me because I was afraid." He then told Lex. "Look, Alexandria. I know you want purpose in life, and I know you want to try to help as best you can. I admire both of these things, yet sometimes, you are brash and reckless. This cannot be with a mission as critical as this. However, there are reasons I have rules in place to keep everyone safe. If you don't follow those rules, then bad things can happen like they did with Eltontor." He took a deep breath and then tried to be as blunt, but less callous, as he could. "If he would have gotten away with you, then there's no telling what he would have done to you."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I was stupid." Lex couldn't look him in the eye, not wanting him to see her cry.

"Do you understand why I'm telling you this? And why I was upset with you now?" Corsaire felt like he was talking to one of his own kids when they had done something wrong. "... and why I need you to listen to me? I'm not trying to control you, or make you feel inferior. I'm just trying to keep you safe. For Seer." He told Lex. "Seer would be crushed if something happened to you. And if it happened under my watch, I'd never forgive myself."

"I-I understand. I won't disobey you again."

"... does your uncle still get a hug even though he's a mean bastard sometimes?"

Lex looked up finally, and her face breaking down into tears, she ran to her Uncle and hugged him deeply. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"Hey, hey... shh, don't cry." Corsaire told Lex softly as she hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry too, okay?"

"Why are you sorry???"

"I shouldn't have brought you girls along." Corsaire said to Liz with a defeated tone. "All I've done is put you in more danger. I should have just told you to stay in Uskar."

"Now that's what I don't want. Your pity." Lex brushed her tears away, trying to calm down. She was being embarrassing. "I have to find my mother. I need to confront her. That's my quest. I need to see it through."

"I'm not pitying you, Lex, I'm simply worried for you. There's a difference." Corsaire then asked. "If you find her, confront her, then what?"

"I'm gonna talk to her. I want answers." Lex knew her Uncle was going to interject, so she quickly added, "And I'll freeze her feet to the ground so she doesn't go anywhere either."

"... you do know there's a chance that Adda isn't getting out of this alive." Corsaire frowned. "If you're... not ready to face that, I'll understand."

"Can you give me a chance? Please? That's all I ask for."

"Yes... I will." Corsaire then asked. "Though, you're going to have to promise me to listen. For your safety and everyone else's. Is that clear?"

"I promise."

Just then, a knock came at the door. Revy had taken the time to recover, already limber and ready to go. "Uncle Corsaire. Dad says the island is in sight."

"We'll go into port and be careful. Remember, we're not naval officers, we're pirates. We have to make them believe that." Corsaire then gave the order. "Everyone goes in pairs again, and we have to make sure that we're careful. This 'King Crimson' is probably a lot more so dangerous than Eltontor was."

Bakura was dishevelled as he came out of his room. He had bags under his eyes, and his hair was a mess. Gripping his weapons, he looked out to the mansion in the distance. "Captain Corsaire. I should provide recon before we go charging in. This isn't a major port for pirates and sailors to come and go. This is someone's established business. We should know what we are up against first."

"Recon?" Rat seemed a little tense. "Bakie, you really shouldn't go alone."

"It what we- shut up- I'm trained for." Bakura was already getting his gear together.

"Daddy? Are you ok?" Lex took a step forward to check up on him, but Bakura raised his hand to her.

"I'm fine sweety. Just fine."

"Are you sure you're okay to do it?" Rat pulled Bakura aside to speak to him. "You don't have to a-do this if you don't a-want to."

“Of course I’m okay with it. It’s the mission. Now let go.”

"... all right, Bakie." Rat sounded reluctant. "If we don't hear from you in an hour, we're a-coming to look for you."

“An hour? I can give you that.” Bakura slipped his mask on. Sometimes, he wondered what clan he belonged to more. The Shiekah. Or the Yuga. He felt his bloodlust growing and a need to kill and complete his mission. “Captain Corsaire. Is an hour adequate for you?”

“I’ll try and find a window.”

Liz frowned, gripping her hips tightly. “I don’t like this.”

"I don't either, but we can't exactly stop him." Halvar held Liz around her waist. "Besides, your dad is very capable. I'm sure he'll be just fine."

“I’ll return shortly.”

Diving from the boat, Bakura swam his way to the island, able to surprisingly go quickly. Reaching the island, Bakura argued with Seth in his mind. His dark side wouldn’t stop hissing from the blackest corners of his soul.

“You have nothing to give your friends. You’re useless on this mission. Leave it.”

“You’re nothing but a rat that ruins everything, like a pestilence.”

“I help you. I keep you safe.”

“You ruin lives. Including my own.”

“I am you. I’m more you than you’ll ever be.”

Bakura discovered a small sewage drainage, and with a little effort, pried open some bars. Crawling through a pipe the size of a large wolf, Bakura eventually heard voices below him. They were muttered. A few were scared. He than heard a scream, followed by an echoed silence. Continuing to crawl forward, he found an opening and hopped down.

Landing, he hit the floor with a splash. A liquid was up to his knees, and it ran along the floor. Bakura drew his knife and walked along the corridor. It quickly become apparent the area was built like a grid. Continuing, Bakura found a doorway that was far away from the murmurs behind and above him. Opening it, the Shiekah discovered an alter. There were torches in a circle of blue fire. The whole thing seemed ritualistic. However, now that there was light, it dawned on Bakura what he was standing in. It was a river of flowing blood.

“Bakura Saibot. Adda has told me much of you.” The voice came directly from behind Bakura. Even Seth was shocked that they were so easily sneaked up from behind. “You’ve done well to get this far. But you must know that you won’t find Adda.”

Seth was screaming at Bakura to let him take control, but Bakura drowned it out. His sweat was pouring down. The man felt his hot breath circulate in his mask. He had to act fast.

“I’m fascinated by you. A man with two minds. Two souls in him. You should know that there is a price for coming into my court. A toll. I require a soul.”

Bakura moved fast, faster than he’d ever moved before, drawing his sword. Ultimately, it wasn’t enough. The only look he got at the man in the dark was his darker skin and red tie, before a tendril shot out from his attacker and stabbed through Bakura’s stomach. His face drained of blood as he gasped for air.

“Two souls. One body. I will take the one who is most worthy.”

Bakura and Seth felt a wave of unspeakable magic channel through them, and they screamed in agony. A torrent of blood swirled in front of him, and he was not sure if he was hallucinating from the pain, but a duel image of himself swarmed in the blood. Seth screams grew quieter in his mind, and more external, and Bakura’s own pain and sounds of torment filled the halls.

~

An hour had passed, and no sign came from Bakura. Liz and Lex were barely keeping it under control. Revy looked to her Uncle, tapping her sword. “What’s the plan now?”

"He never shot the flare." Bomba was looking at the skies with a telescope. "Been an hour. Think we should go look'in for him."

"It's not like Bakie to not check in." Rat remarked to Corsaire. "He doesn't like to a-worry the girls."

"Maybe we s-sh-should go look for him?" Pockets asked.

"Aye, we should go, but some of us have to stay with the ship." Acrobat volunteered. "Me's not so fast on me legs. I'll stay here."

"He can't stay here alone." Bomba spoke up to the crew. "Me's staying with him. Gotta have someone here ta help him."

Scarlet looked to Bomba and gave him a nod. “Good. Best you stay on the ship. Don’t need you getting hurt. And you can man the cannons if we need them.”

"Maybe you should stay with Bomba, lassie." Rat told Scarlet. "Acrobat and Bomba can man the cannons, but they're shit for a-fighting close range."

"HEY!" Bomba huffed at that statement. "I can fight!"

"Not like we can." Rat patted the man's head like a child, earning a scowl from Bomba. "You can hold your own at long range, but at a close range, you a-stink."

"Or perhaps you should stay. I'm looking after my daughter."

"Revy's not going." Rat told Scarlet. "We's already talked. She needs longer to rest. Besides, Cap'n trusts her to get the ship out of the harbor if something happens and he can't. Besides the crew and Liz, she's the only other one who knows how."

Scarlet swallowed her fears with a slow gulp. "Than who will look after you?"

"Scarlet, I's in a gladiator ring for the first half of me life." Rat assured the woman. "Me survived all that time. Stabbed, burned, and even mauled by a tiger. Death ain't gonna be knocking on me door. He'll have to a-come after me when me's sleeping or else, death's gonna get a fight."

"Everyone needs backup." Scarlet gripped her axe tightly.

"He has backup, Scarlet." Corsaire nudged Rat in the side. "We's always had each other's backs. Rat will be fine."

"Besides, more important you's a-looking after Revy." Rat chuckled in good humor. "Me's more scared of what Borgie will do to me if her cub doesn't come back."

"Mom... can you go with Liz and Lex?"

The twins looked towards Revy, who looked unpleased that she was being benched for this raid. Her mother held a bit of surprise and worry. "Why hon?"

"Because if I can't look out for them, I want someone who can trust to do so. Can’t protect my Uncles here and my best friends at the same time ya know."

"Heh, we can always use another set of eyes to watch those two troublemakers." Corsaire grinned in good humor.

"I'm not a-"

"Yes you are." Liz interrupted her sister. Turning to Revy with a light smile, Liz patted her shoulder.  "Revy. Always the hero looking out for us."

"You each have your orders," Corsaire told the young girls. "Though most importantly, your first priority is to stay safe. If you feel unease, then trust your gut."

"We will Captain Corsaire." Liz gave a salute.

Scarlet put her suit of armour on, and painted her chest plate in Corsaire's flag design to give more of a pirate look to her background. "Let's get a move on than."

The crew sailed into port, the members staying on the ship waving goodbye. The group marched up a paved pathway, leading up to a mansion on the hill top. As they neared the door, a man in robes answered the door. "Which crew do you fly your colours under?"

"We're here under the brother captains, Hazir and Azir."

"I see. And did you bring a human cargo to join the auction?" The servant tilts his head, looking at Lex.

"That we did. Look at this beauty here," Corsaire yanked harshly on Lex's arm, shoving her forward. "A mixed blood, but sure turns head, doesn't she? Has a little bit of a temper sometimes, but I know your men like to break their pets."

The man grasped her by the neck, and held on of her arms. Lex was miffed her Uncle volunteered her, but she would act out her role for the sake of the group. Even if this man's hands were disgusting. "Yes. She is. Bring her and follow me."

"Keep it together, Lex, we know you can do this." Corsaire whispered in her ear as the group strolled into the mansion. "Don't let us down."

"Just don’t let them fuck me."

The servant lead the group through the mansions halls. Psychedelic art littered the walls, that was bizarre and eerie. The servant pointed Corsaire to another room as he took Lex. "What is her ethnicity?"

"She is a," Corsaire thought quickly, knowing that there was no hiding Lex's Gerudo heritage. However, the white hair could play into their favor. He had to give them something rare to be considered for entrance. "Gerudo and Uskarian mix. Her father is an arctic fox, hence the white hair." He gave a little tug on one of Lex's braids. "Pretty, isn't it?"

"She is. Starting price?"

"Considering she was a tough one to get, I'd say I'd start at the very minimum 300,000 rupees."

"Very well." The servant waved his hand and a secret door opened. "Make your way down the staircase. Follow the forward path until you reach the fourth doorway on the right. Do not enter any other door."

He took hold of Lex and started to walk away with her. Liz looked at her sister with worry, but a nod of encouragement for her to not hold any fear. Lex nodded subtly back.

Before the group had left the ship, Corsaire had given Lex one of his smaller guns. He had Lex keep in on a garter strap on her leg, just in case she needed to use it. He figured if she was going to dress in a provocative manner, she might as well make use of it.

Lex was thrown into a cell and told to get naked, or they'd force her to get undressed. She did as she was told, deciding to hide the small gun in her thick hair. Better than some other places to hide the weapon. When the servant came in, he placed a chain around her neck and lead her away.

Meanwhile, the group went down the hall. Below them, they heard a steady stream of water flowing. Liz looked to Corsaire, checking her compass. "We're going to split up, obviously?"

"We're going to split up, but we're also going to cause a distraction." Corsaire then handed each crew member a pick pocket kit. "Free the slaves here. We're not leaving them to their grisly fates. I'm heard that this King Crimson has a knack for cannibalism for the more unfortunate ones. Not sure if that's true, but I don't want to risk it." He ordered. "Scarlet, Liz, Rat, you go to the left. The rest of you are with me."

"Someone should go see this auction through so that we know Lex is safe." Scarlet mentioned to Corsaire.

"We's can go, cap'n." Mojo offered. "Juju and I's the best sharp shooters. We can take 'em done wif'out be'n seen."

"But cap'n can't go alone." Juju told his brother.

"No. You stay with the captain. I promised Revy I'd look after Liz and Lex. Liz, you stick with the men. Mousa, you come with me to see the auction."

"Scarlet, the auction is... distasteful." Corsaire gave her a fair warning. "Don't be surprised by what you see."

"That's why Liz isn't going." Scarlet pulled Rat's hand to follow her down the hall. "Go. Find Bakura. Find this Crimson King."

"We'll find him. You two stay safe." Corsaire took Mojo and Juju with him, and kept Liz close.

"Oi, Scarlet, you's pulling kinda hard." Rat had to trot slightly to keep up with her. Something was bothering her.

“I just want to get out of here.” The two of them entered the room. It contained a glass window with two cushioned seats and a buzzer to raise prices. The room had a podium in the middle to show off slaves for purchase, and other windows in a circle for buyers to view in. Above all the buyers was seating area with a black throne. Sitting on it was man in a red tie.

Scarlet and Rat were too late to watch a current auction end. A small naked boy stood on the podium, a servant speaking. “And for 100,000 silver coins, the seven year old Danjuran boy goes to Mr. Gillian.”

The boy was taken away to his new master, another slave being brought forward. Scarlet squeezed Rat’s arm. This slave was a pale girl, the age of a teenager. She had dark hair and red eyes. “This is a rare find. A species known as the Mortuus, hailing from the unknown country of Malus. Captain Faliz is pricing her at 150,000 gold coins. The bidding starts now.”

Rat felt his insides twist. He had seen this several times throughout his younger years, but it never failed to make him shudder. The gladiator had to keep a hand on Scarlet for balance, lest he feel dizzy. So many fights, so close to freedom, but his master always extended his chains. Still, he had to keep it together for Seer. His eyes wandered over the crowd, until he noticed the description of the man Bakura saw in his vision.

"There."

Looking up on the throne, they saw the Crimson King atop his seat. They didn't notice he had bought the girl. The servant spoke allowed. "King Crimson has spoken! The girl is his! Master, her fate is yours!"

King Crimson raised his hands, and liquid around the podium churned. The slave girl looked around, scared at was going on. Her thoughts of fear were dashed by overwhelming agony when tendrils rose up and penetrated her body. The girl was drained of her bodily fluids and soul, and Scarlet and Rat watched in horror as her body became reduced to a frail, thin husk. The King radiated a dark red glow, before sitting back down. One servant dragged the corpse away while another one spoke. "180,000 silver coins to Captain Faliz. Now, the next item is a fine crossbred between a Gerudo and a Uskarian. Behold her."

Lex was dragged onto the podium, frightened at seeing a corpse dragged past her. She was naked, with chains around her hands. "This woman is starting at a price of 300,000 rupees. Bidding begins now."

"No. NO THEY DON'T!" Scarlet drew her axe and smashed her way in. Swinging, she cut the servant in half. She’d not see any other innocent be slain here. "LEX! FREE YOURSELF!"

Lex did as she was told, and used her ice magic to break her bonds. King Crimson watched in fascination, but he also knew that his base was compromised. While his servants would deal with these Gerudo, he'd find the other intruders. He quietly stood up and left to seek his prey out.

Rat went to chase after King Crimson, but was blocked by his guards. He picked up one man, tossed him against another, and then punched the last man, knocking him out cold.

Liz was with her Uncles, Mojo, Juju, and Corsaire. Halvar had been instructed early on the boat to come in right behind them to cover their flanks. She felt content that although he wasn’t with her now, he was safe nearby. With fury, she finished hacking a man down. The four of them had found a group of slaves that were waiting to be auctioned off. "Listen to me, all of you. We have a ship. We can save you if you all flee now."

"Liz, you shoulda lead 'em back to the Sea Witch." Mojo finished unlocking the chains from most of the slaves. Some were weak and malnourished, but still had the strength to stand. A few were hurt, but others were helping them move. "Dey don't need ta be in the crossfire."

"You know the way and the ship." Juju handed Liz one of his smaller pistols. "Get 'em out of here."

"There's... a lot of blood here." Corsaire watched the blood swirling, moving even, almost as it were alive. "We need to be careful."

Liz kicked the blood with her feet, cringing at the liquid. "Alright. You two go find our target. I'll be back."

"Liz, tell Bomba to give you a few canisters of his black powder," Corsaire told the young woman. "Have Halvar come back with you. We're going to blow this place to kingdom come."

"Understood." Liz ran off, leading the slaves down a safe path.

As Corsaire investigated, he found a chamber with multiple maps and books with leather covers laid on a desk.

The Captain looked around the room, with Mojo and Juju covering him, finally settling on peering through the various books. In a red book bound in human leather and written in blood, he flipped through the pages. Finally, he find his treasure. Under the name, Captain Adda, Corsaire saw the description of a vanishing island. The book held details of the slow path the island moved in, but, most importantly, a spell that would reveal the island to the rest of the world, and allow ships to enter its waters. Other information included Adda's mental weaknesses, with notes on how perhaps her daughters could be used against her.

As he finished reading, the excitement building at finally having the answer to find Seer, he heard a sickening sound of pierced flesh. Turning, he found Mojo and Juju falling into the blood floor. A man in a red tie stepped forward into the light dim light of the torches. His arms had crimson clawed hands, fingers as long and sharp as machetes. He held the face of Corsaire's long dead brother. "Didn't you know it was foolish to snoop into information that is not yours?"

Corsaire felt like he was frozen in place for a moment. Gharhad... his younger brother, what was he doing here? No, he had to get a grip on reality. It had been years, and Gharhad was dead. The actual sea witch, the Queen of Lorleidi, had killed him for raping her sister. There was no way he could possibly still be alive. Clenching his fist tightly, Corsaire had a stiff jaw when he spoke.

"If you really were my brother, then he wouldn't have attacked my crew mates." Corsaire glared at the man and drew his pistol. "Not to mention, Gharhad is long dead. Nice try, fake king. You won't fool me."

Mojo and Juju were stuck. The blood was almost like glue. Yet, that didn't keep them from trying to move.

"I know. Zarazu is quite the inspiration in power, isn't she? Did you know how much water is in the human body? It's intoxicating to consume. Imagine what someone like her could accomplish with just a little blood magic. But go ahead, shoot me. Shoot your brother in the head. Let my silence drown your internal screams." King Crimson started to drain the brothers, stabbing them both with tendrils from his hands, smiling cruelly with the face of Gharhad.

Corsaire did not hesitate and fired the gun.

Zannah barely stirred as she woke, her hand squeezing the Queen’s lightly. “Dream well flying in the sky?”

"I dream I was flying over a volcano, though the flames didn't hurt me, only lifted my wings higher." Annuciata stretched lightly, snuggling closer to Zannah. "I was no longer white, but red."

“Red?”

"Yes, the flames bathed me and turned me red." Annuciata stroked Zannah's hair out of her face. "Sounds silly, doesn't it?"

“Dreams are never ‘silly’ to me. They can share with you knowledge.” Zannah gave a light smile as Annuciata pulled the hair out of her face.

"Then tell me, o wise one," Annuciata said in a teasing tone. "What do you think my dream means?"

“That you desire the freedom to burn your passions as brightly as you like. That without the shackles of your society, you can burn hot and without limit.” Zannah was completely sincere.

"Such beautiful words, Zannah, such a lovely thought." Annuciata kissed her lightly with a deep, dreamy sigh. "Do you have to go back to Kikai?"

“After negotiations, I do.” Zannah kissed Annuciata back. “Talk to me. You miss me before I leave?”

"I don't want you to leave. It seems like I have so many pretty things here, but I don't want to give up the one true beauty." Annuciata held Zannah's hand tightly. "Sorry, I probably sound selfish. I know you have a duty to your people as well."

“If you married me, it would be no issue. Our Kingdoms as partners. Be selfish together with me”

"You feel that strongly? That... bond sense your people have?" Annuciata asked curiously, shifting a little under the covers. "I want to... but I will still have to have a child." She held a finger to Zannah's lips. "I was thinking, and I have a plan."

Zannah kissed her finger. “Tell me.”

"An old childhood friend of mine, well, I use the term 'friend' here, lightly, has recently brought forth an offer of marriage." Annuciata explained to Zannah. "My brothers approve, my council approves, and he has high standing within the community. I was thinking of accepting it," She then added with a sneaky smile. "And then in a tragic accident after the marriage consummated."

Zannah’s face was still, until she gave a light smile. “I don’t suppose there’s any way I can help?”

"What would be the most discreet way to be rid of him?"

“I once had a vision of what my life could have been after the war. Sold off as a whore, only for a young customer to fall in love with me. To keep me from ever taking the throne, the Theron Elite of my kingdom, tracked me down and my lover traveling through the woods. With a single arrow, they detonated myself, my cart, and my family. Worst part of that vision was watching a pet puppy being blown to pieces as well. The thought of being silently hunted down in the woods has been haunting to me ever since.” Zannah took a moment to take a breath. Her visions of possible visions always gave her worry. So vivid. So violent.

"... it didn't come true, did it?"

Zannah shook her head. “No. I’m still here, aren’t I? Was the first vision I ever had. Some of them have come true of the years, but many not. I am glad that was not one of them. Yet a similar fate could happen to another being.”

"I'm glad that the vision didn't come true. I don't like to see others suffer." Annuciata then asked Zannah. "Do you think it's a bad plan?"

“It’s the best plan. I don’t have to like it, but so long as we are together, lives are but an obstacle. I can have someone loyal, trained, and discreet to carry out the deed when needed. It would be a shame for your husband to die alone without his wife in a forest.”

"I'll get what I need from him, and he'll simply be a means to an end." Annuciata kissed Zannah's knuckles. "The council will be none the wiser."

"I love the way you think." Zannah straddled the Queen's hips, lying over her. Her small breasts were perky and she tied her hair back. "Do you think I'm beautiful my darling?~"

"You're like nothing I've ever seen," Annuciata had no reason to lie. "Like a rare gem, waiting to be discovered. I could look at you all day."

"Please do. You don't need an emerald ring when you have me."

"Tsk, emeralds could never compare to you." Annuciata sighed and closed her eyes once more. "I don't want to get up. Not yet. I just want to lay in bed all day with you."

Zannah laid on top of the queen, chest to chest. Her head snuggled close next to Annuciata's neck. "Neither do I. Let's wait an hour, shall we?"

"Sounds like a marvelous idea to me, though I do have a question." Annuciata ran her fingers through Zannah's silky hair. "How does this... I think you called it a bond? How does that work?"

"I feel a deep sense of protection for you. I can't make love with another being as long as you are alive. If you die before me... it could have the potential of breaking me. You are the fire that burns in my heart." Zannah was hesitant when she asked her next question. "Do you love me as I have come to love you?"

"You're going to think I'm daft, but as soon as I saw you in my throne room, I was half tempted to lock you in my quarters and never let you go." Annuciata turned slightly red at admitting such words. "Not only were you beautiful, but you were not afraid. I did not sense any fear from you, you held your head high, and walked with an air of confidence. Though how you talked to me, how you spoke of your devotion to your people, your family, trying for a better future... not many rulers have such passion." The queen embraced Zannah gently. "I love you now... but I know that love will only grow within time."

Zannah felt relief. Moving closer, she held her head close to Annuciata's own. "I admired your confidence. Your control of power. And I admire your abilities to use the power you have to give your people the brightest future they can receive. There's nothing daft about you."

"There's still some things I wish I could change about myself." Annuciata told Zannah as she kissed her. "I still wish I really had a pair of wings. Though, I suppose I could settle for the way you make me feel." She held Zannah's cheek. "It's a different type of flying, sure, but it's still wonderful."

Zannah lifted Annuciata on top of her to get better look at her. "How about his my angel?"

Lifting her high, she made the Queen feel warm as she was raised breathlessly into the air.

"Wow... you're so strong." Annuciata turned dark red in the cheeks. "I wouldn't object to this everyday."

Zannah spun Annuciata around lightly, before finally setting her down on top of her. The Emperor gave a cheeky, but proud smile. "More intelligent, powerful, and stronger than any man. How's that make you feel~"

"I think the word you're looking for is 'satisfied'?" Annuciata replied with just as much cheek. "Highly satisfied?"

"Unbelievably so." Zannah pulled Annuciata in for a deep kiss, pressing her lips as hard as she could go. She wanted to take her lover's breath away.

"Hmmm-mmm." Annuciata's moan was muffled against Zannah's lips. As the kiss parted, the queen then suggested with a giggle, "You know... I think an hour is enough time to have a little more fun before the meeting."

"I think it indeed is. What do you have in mind? I'm open to anything."

"I'm very, very curious..." Annuciata ran a single finger down Zannah's chest, in-between the valley of her breasts, to her navel. "Whether that fiery talent of yours can be used to give me that blissful feeling all over."

"Whatever do you mean? I can't burn you alive now."

"That feeling I felt during the massage. Is there something similar with that ability to making love?"

Zannah gave a deep thought to it, until she finally got an answer. "Do you own a strap on?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Annuciata's grin spread from ear to ear.

Once they had the right tools, Zannah stood above Annuciata, giving a chuckle as her thigh brushed the Queen's cheek. "Your Emperor demands you start her engine up. Lather me~"

"Oh, need some help?" Annuciata took the lube and started to run her hands up and down the strap on. "What plan do you have?"

Zannah jacked the strap on, her flames filling it with energy. She hadn't roll played since she was a child, but perhaps pretend would be fun here. "First you can suck my dick while you get yourself ready for my royal penetration~"

Annuciata decided to amuse Zannah with this little game. She took the tip of the strap on into her mouth, letting her lips wrap around it. Then she swirled her tongue with the strawberry flavored lube. This was while her fingers teasingly rubbed over Zannah's moist passage.

Zannah gave a low hum as her body grew excited. Watching the Queen's eyes stay on her at all times was sexy for her. Pulling out, she positioned Annuciata on her hands and knee's. Giving her ass a hot smack, her hands settled on the Queen's back, starting to massage her. Once again the Queen felt that desirable feeling she longed for, but what came next would be nothing compared to what came before. Zannah put her magic and energy into the shaft, the black rubber starting to glow blue. With a deep sigh, the Emperor pushed deep into the Queen's wet entrance.

Moaning at the intense heat, Annuciata shuddered at the feeling. Zannah had that talent of making her feel like she was swimming in a volcano. It only took a few thrusts of Zannah's working magic and Annuciata saw stars... then blackness.

When she woke, she found that both her and Zannah were clothed, and Zannah's two Theron guards were checking the Queen's vitals. "Emperor Zannah. Queen Annuciata is coming to. Her health appears to be stable."

"Hrmm-mmmh?" Annuciata felt sort of... hungover almost, but without the headache. It was that dazed feeling. "Zannah?" She tried to sit up but felt a little dizzy. "What happened?"

"I... I overloaded your senses. The pleasure was too much for you. I think it almost gave you a stroke." Zannah checked Annuciata's forehead. "Are you feeling alright? I never meant to put you into any danger."

"Death by orgasm... what a way to go..." Annuciata giggled a little. "I feel a little... lightheaded."

Zannah sighed. At least Annuciata thought it was funny. One of Zannah's guards gave the Queen some juice, and the two women stood together, Zannah carefully taking the lead. "We'll go easy, step by step, but your council and the diplomats of Hyrule expect us."

"Hrm? Oh, juice... hehehe, love juice..." Annuciata sounded like she had a little too much to drink, but took the juice and sipped on it slowly. Her feet felt like they were floating. She stumbled along with Zannah. "Meeting... right, right, I have one of those today."

"Yes. We both do. You look beautiful. I hope you like the dress I picked out for you." Zannah gave her a quick kiss before they entered the meeting hall together.

"Wait, dress?" Annuciata looked at her body, seeing that the outfit matched. "Hrm... nice, I planned to just... eat you out for the rest of the day, but stupid meetings..." As soon as the pair were in the hall together, Zannah helped Annuciata take her seat and the Queen of Danjur pulled out her fan to hide part of her face.

Malik had been wondering what took them so long. It looked as though the Queen of Danjur was not all there. To his right, he was taken aback by Zizi wearing tribal tattoos. Perhaps she wanted to look her best before the final meeting ended. He could barely stand small talk with the Queen's brothers, so he was looking forward to get over with this so he could go back home. "Queen Annuciata. Emperor Zannah. I'd like to open up today's negotiations with what Hyrule needs of both Danjur and the Kikai Empire."

"Very well, Lord Malik." Annuciata gestured with a wave of her hand. "Do continue."

Zizi had made sure to save her best outfit for last. She had a long talk with Kahli the previous night. The Zemlja was honest with her husband, telling him her fears and worries. After their long conversation, Zizi and Kahli both felt better. The couple could move forward with better understanding. Malik and Asakonigei had some words over the history books found in the library, but both arrived at the conclusion that the past would be sooner than later. After spending some time together out in the lovely city, Asakonigei made sure to tell her husband how much she loved him, and that their queen would understand the past was the past.

"For the people of Danjur, Hyrule seeks a 5% increase for our spices do to a shortage this year, we wish to extend an offer to send Lorleidian students to your academic universities, and lastly we ask for additional assistance in supply ships for the people of Uskar."

"We will comply with the spice request, and you know our universities are always open to any students." Annuciata then questioned. "Just supply ships? Heavy duty cargo ships only, Lord Malik?"

"In addition with the food, weapons would also be appreciated in their fight against the Frost Ones."

"Oh, I see, this is for the... the Direnors, correct?"

"Yes. Do my requests sound reasonable?"

"Yes, and I will see to it that the nation of Uskar receives aid from Danjur. An ally of Hyrule's, is an ally of Danjur's." Annuciata then added. "Is there anything else, Lord Malik?"

"Not for you, Queen Annuciata." Malik turned his attention to the Emperor. "Emperor Zannah. In Zarazu's interest, I think I speak for her that the information of you restarting your war factories is alarming. I assume this means you are training warriors for a new army."

"Soldiers, Lord Malik. And you are correct. My people are natural fighters. It's in our blood. However, rest assured, I have no plans of conquest. This world has showed me there are many great threats to us in the shadows. Should my allies need them, I could have a private militia trained within three years to assist against any enemy. For a price of course."

"Of course... but that sounds like a warrior to me. I know all too well the feeling to fight and kill. I can only imagine how your people must feel it burn inside them."

"Yes. You are Hyrule's most blood thirsty warrior. I'm sure you know all about the thrill of a fight, Klinge of the Gerudo."

Zannah let her words sting and hang in the air. Malik's eyes didn't flare, instead icily staring back into Zannah's golden eyes.  

"We want regulations on your weaponry."

"You want regulations. And the answer is no. The Kikai Empire will grow strong with our heads high above the sky."

"You made a deal with Zelda and Ganondorf to-"

"Who are no longer Queen and King. That treaty passed. The Hasai have complete authority to flex and evolve our military might as we see fit for our personal interest and the interest of our allies. Now I doubt that there is anything Hyrule wanted from us besides having us join as allies with Danjur. Congratulations my Lord, you have succeeded."

Zannah looked at Zizi and Asakonigei to see if they would speak up. Looking back to the Gerudo Lord she continued her menacing gaze. "The Kikai Empire will continue the regular trade. And we will contact other allies if they need assistance."

Malik was furious with Zannah, wanting to snap her neck. He also heard that damned Android laugh at him from behind. The Emperor whispered to Annuciata. "Do you know of his abilities? He is a grand warrior, but his lordship is to be desired."

"While Empress Zannah may restart her war factories, we all know this to be true," Annuciata spoke gracefully and with precision to try to lessen Lord Malik's worry. She knew this would come up eventually, and had an idea of how to address it to please Zannah and Malik. "The Kikai Empire is small and is still recovering from the hydra's poison, and I highly doubt their number of warriors could ever possibly hope to rival Danjur's, Labrynna's, and or Hyrule's put together. Your worries are for naught. Empress Zannah has no desire for a repeat of past mistakes." She then turned to Zannah with a smile. "Right, Empress? It was even part of my deal with her to say that Danjur will not be caught in the middle."

"Dear sister, are you sure this is the best idea?" Dario asked. "War factories or not, their people are highly dangerous."

"Not to mention, the Kikai Empire has made some... unfavorable choices in the past." Enzio added his thoughts. "What if the Empress decides to turn on us?"

"Dear, sweet brothers, your worries are for naught. I'll hear no more of it." Annuciata then snapped her fan blades together, and looked at Malik in interest. "Klinge... I've heard that name so many times before. I thought that was an undead husk of a man walking around? A man who desires nothing but blood."

"He has since changed, Queen Annuciata," Asakonigei squeezed Malik's hand. "Due to the kindness of our Queen."

"We are dangerous Dario. But as your wise Queen has put it, we would not stab our allies in the back. If I had a desire to turn on you, I'd tell it to your face Enzio. And could do nothing about it as you burned. But it is not my desire to bring war to peaceful nations." Zannah was tired of people trying to undermine her, so she gave the twins something to keep them quiet with their tails between their legs.

Malik eyes burned, ignoring his wife in his rising anger. "I was. Klinge was the greatest warrior Hyrule ever had. And even among the living, I still am. As I told you before, I've taken many names, Queen Annuciata. Power is my house under the three sacred goddesses. And I will use all my power at my disposal in the service and protection of Hyrule."

"Power, you say?" Annuciata mused with a small smile. "It sounds like you have a neverending thirst for conquest. How about a demonstration?"

"A demonstration?" Malik's first targets in his sight were the Hasai. T0-D stepped closer to Zannah, in case he was given an order to engage.

"Your wife has brought her metal puppets, and we all know of your... tasteful past." Annuciata rolled her wrist at the implication. "You love power so much, how about you clear your head of worries? A small duel?"

"Against my wife?" Klinge looked towards her. It felt wrong to even ask her that.

"No, silly, against the... um..." Annuciata thought for a moment and then looked T0-D up and down. "This! This majestic creation."

Zannah looked at T0-D, than back to Annuciata. "You wish for Tod to fight? He is a combat android, but Lord Malik and him have history."

"Confirmation: Yes. We do."

T0-D spoke quietly, scanning Malik closely and retrieving old combat memories. Malik stood from the table, but his body language wasn't full of confidence. It held restraint.

Zannah looked to the Danjur council, than to Zizi and Asakonigei. "Does anyone have any objections?"

"I think what everyone needs is a way to blow off steam," Annuciata simply stated. "The Kikai Empire and Hyrule have bad blood, so let's have a little duel, settle your differences, and go from there." The Queen of Danjur shrugged her shoulders. "It's a suggestion that I believe will help in the long run. However, if you do not wish to fight, then I'm open to suggestions."

"I... don't think Lord Malik should fight." Zizi finally spoke up from her seat. "There's no need for further violence. This would only tempt Lord Malik to going back to his old identity. To Klinge."

"No. I will give the Queen what she wants." Malik flicked his cap back clenched his metal fist.

Kahli nodded, agreeing with his wife, but little could be done.

"Now, Queen Annuciata, where would you like this duel to take place?"

"I'll fight!" Asakonigei stood up suddenly, grasping Malik's hand. "I'll fight. I'll use my puppets. You don't have to do this, love."

"No. He will fight." Zannah turned to T0-D. "Try not to kill. Three strike duel. Rules of engagement mean that the one to make three clean strikes on the opponent wins the duel. That agreeable to you Queen Annuciata? Lord Malik?"

"I can agree to that."

"Sounds plausible to me." Annuciata noticed how worried Asakonigei was for her husband. "No killing, shiny robot. I won't have blood on my beautiful courtyards."

"Malik, please!" Asakonigei pleaded with her husband.

"Statement: I promise you that this time, without help, I will not be turned into scrap."

"I've gotten wiser since the war Android." Malik squeezed his wife's hand. "I have to do this. To maintain my humanity and honour."

"But..." Asakonigei wanted to protest further but knew there was no changing Malik's mind. "... just... come back to me in one piece, okay?"

"I really don't think this is a good idea." Zizi said under her breath again.

"Self Reflection: How more fun this would be if Zizi was my opponent. Real piece of garbage that one is."

Walking to the courtyard, the spectators gathered around. Malik drew a single katana as his weapon of choice. He wanted a swift and agile weapon. On his back he had a short sword if he so desired for duel wielding. T0-D's eye flashed from blue to red. "Statement: I have studied our last battle closely. I wonder what chance as a human you have over being an undead."

"I have more to lose."

T0-D drew two handles. Each handle at the touch of the button drew two blue glowing blades. They were guardian weaponry, the same origin as him. The Android made the first move, striking fast and downwards, with Malik raising his blade horizontally to block the first strike.

Kahli held his wife's hand close, and looked at her seriously. "Watch close. This is why I encourage you not to antagonize T0-D."  

"You can kiss my brown ass, robot." Zizi muttered bitterly as T0-D took the stance against Malik. "Oh, I know what he can do, Kahli, Zannah told me. I have no doubt that he'd be a formidable opponent. It's not that I doubt his abilities. my love..." The Zemlja held his hand tighter in return. "It's that I simply do not like him."

Asakonigei was a nervous wreck. She kept praying silently to Kovina to keep her husband safe. The metal spirit was a fan of those who desired strength and triumph. Hopefully, the metal god would watch over her lover.

"This should prove interesting, don't you think?" Annuciata asked Zannah.

"Yes. T0-D and Klinge nearly killed each other in the war. I want to see how this fight plays out."

T0-D's torso suddenly moved on it's own, spinning like a tornado, and his blades spinning in a blur with him. Malik barely held onto his sword as the Android clanked against his defences faster the normal eye could manage to spot. The spinning came to a stop as T0-D used the cover of the blades spinning glow to mask his foot leaning back for a kick. His clawed foot smashed against Malik's chest, getting a loud moan of pain out of the man. It didn't count as a strike of the blade, but it made room for one. Or so T0-D thought. In his lighter armour, Malik took the heavy kick and rolled backwards. Once he was on his feet, he leapt forward to make a daring lunge. His katana scarped against T0-D's hip, and the Gerudo warrior spun around to face his opponent, glad he made the first strike.

Zannah was displeased, until she saw T0-D make a daring counter attack. The Android threw his blade to his foot, and his talons latched onto the weapon. Still activated, and with extra length, he caught Malik off guard, and the Gerudo received his first injury in his new body. A sword through the thigh.

T0-D pulled out his leg and kicked the sword back to his left hand. The Android quickly advance once more, pushing Malik quickly on the defensive with his leg starting to bleed out.

"Oh spirits." Zizi put her face in Kahli's chest. "I can't watch this. I don't like fighting, I don't like people getting hurt." The Zemlja had experience in battle, but she was never fond of combat.

Asakonigei, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck. Each blow against her husband, she felt her breath hitching. Her fingers itched to move him away from T0-D. She wanted to protect him against anymore harm. Malik had been through enough in his lifetime, why make him repeat more of this grisly fighting?

Malik, although a human, had nothing mere about him. He was able to defend himself against the sonic speed of T0-D's strikes. And despite his wound, he focused to ignore it, and concentrate on his opponents attacks and weaknesses. Mustering a strategy, the Gerudo Lord focused his magic, and launched two energy spears at the Android. T0-D's guardian blades could defend himself with a parry, but it left him open.

"Query: We can use magic now?"

Zannah clenched her fist in worry that the battle could escalate further in T0-D's defeat.

Malik threw another spear and T0-D parried again. When the Gerudo swiped his sword, the Android could only block with one hand. Malik drew his short blade, and made a cut across the Android's chest. He wondered, that despite T0-D not bleeding, if he felt pain. He cut deep enough to leave a large scratch.

Swinging downwards with both blades, Malik hoped to end the duel quickly, with T0-D defending himself from the vertical strikes. It was 2-1 for the Gerudo so far.

"This is proving to be far more entertaining than I thought, Empress." Annuciata told Zannah. "I thought for sure your robot would have a huge advantage over Lord Malik. It appears I was wrong."

"Please be careful, please be careful..." Asakonigei whispered under her breath as she watched the fight continue. She wanted to cheer each time her husband dealt a powerful blow, but did not want to risk distracting him.

"Just watch. T0-D will use the unorthodox."

If T0-D had eyes they would have narrowed. His arms suddenly split in half, still able to hold up the force of Malik's strength with his first two blades. Malik's eyes widened, hoping it wouldn't come to this. To Zizi, Kahli, Asakonegei, and Annuciata's surprise, T0-D took two more guardian swords, and activated them. His 3rd and 4th weapons pushed Malik back, and he suddenly had to deal with torrent of blades attacking him. T0-D spun two blades like a whirlwind. Malik hated this trick, as sparks flew up from the blades repeatedly striking the ground over and over. When the Gerudo smash against it, T0-D used his lower arms to swipe wildly. The Gerudo Lord screamed in pain as his hip was cut open. Malik growled, using both his weapons to defend himself, but T0-D held the clear advantage now.

"Oh, I had no idea your robot was so creative, Empress." Annuciata watched as T0-D increased his speed and method of attack against Malik. "He does know not to kill him, right?"

"Spirits!" Asakonigei jumped when Malik was struck by one of the blades. Her husband did not scream, he never showed pain. This was bad. "Get up, get up, come on, do something!"

Kahli held his wife's hand, wanting to protect her, the violence making him worried.

Zannah gave Annuciata's hand a light squeeze, and a quick kiss with everyone so heavily distracted on the fight. "He knows. Won't be his fault if he bleeds out first. But I have faith in him to hold on before T0-D beats him."

Malik felt his adrenaline spike. His breath grew hotter. The Gerudo Lord didn’t know how long he could keep his defenses up. Every time he tried to throw an energy spear, the Android simply parried them, having all his area covered. T0-D scanned his vitals, and knew he was winning. "Statement: You are a bold one, Lord Malik. But you lack the soul to win."

Zizi did not watch, and Annuciata was highly entertained.

Asakonigei, however, was feeling the dread creep up in her chest. The memories of fighting against Vul'kar resurfaced. How many friends fought alongside her that day? How many were injured? How many did she lose? When T0-D raised his blade once more to gain another winning strike, while her husband was down, Asakonigei could not stand it anymore. Her fear overrode her common sense. Jumping off the balcony, the Kovina landed on her feet and pulled as hard as she could against T0-D's blade. All five of her puppets rushed in front of her husband, making sure to guard him on all sides.

"You're not hurting him anymore, Tod." Asakonigei held T0-D's blade in place with one hand and with the other controlled her metal knights. "I've lost too many people already, I'm not losing my husband." Her eyes were dilated wide, an indication of her terror getting the best of her.

T0-D's first instinct was to point his head at Asakonigei and start his laser, a steady red beam pointing at her. Malik looked to his wife, shocked that she jumped down to him. "Asa, step away. Please don't get involved."

Zannah was displeased. "You dishonour your husband, Lady Asakonigei. He was fighting well, and finally held my respect."

"Shut up." Asakonigei snapped at Zannah. "I know Tod has history with my husband and I'd rather him be mad at me than lose him. I dishonor no one by protecting what is mine." The metal knights shifted into an attack stance. "I am not going to give Tod the opportunity to finish the job he felt he should have done years ago."

"Oooh... I admire your wit and fire, Lady Asakonigei." Annuciata actually laughed. "I have to give you credit when it is due; you Lorleidians protect your loved ones quite fiercely."

"Asa, what are you doing?!" Zizi exclaimed. "You're going to get hurt! You know how dangerous that robot is!"

"Shush, Zizi!" Asakonigei kept her eyes on Tod. "Dangerous or not, friend or not, I will fight him to protect my husband."

"Asa... this fight was mine to bare." Malik slowly rose, still pointing his sword at T0-D.

The Android was miffed, as Malik stepped away, he turned to the puppets, and fired. Detonating three of them, T0-D deactivated his swords. "Angry Statement: You are overdramatic, Asakonigei. If I wanted to kill him, your husband would be dead. If you value any friendship, step away."

"I am a good wife, Malik." Asakonigei's voice was hard. "I try to ask for little and I stay by your side. You will not deny me this." She kept her focus on Tod, not too upset by his little reaction to detonating her metal puppets. "Say what you want, Tod, but Zizi it seems, was right about one thing. You're a brilliant piece of technology and I admire your skills, but..." Asakonigei frowned at the robot, simply curled her wrist and the metal pieces floated back together in the shape of the knights. It was difficult to defeat a Kovina when metal was their talent. "Do you understand... fear? I was afraid of losing my husband. I still am, always will be. If you call that being overdramatic, then you do not understand fear."

"Kahli," Zizi whispered to her husband. "Asa's acting on panic right now. Look at her eyes."

"Hm. It seems you might have a point, Lady Asakonigei." Annuciata then asked the robot. "Tell me, Toddy-Gears... do you feel fear? It seems there is nothing that scares you. Most impressive, all three of you. Lord Malik's skills, Toddy's technology and Lady Asakonigei's resolve. There is much to admire."

"Conformation: I do feel fear. Why do you think I tried my best to win against him?" T0-D turned his gaze to Malik, who was now standing tall. "I do not wish to destroyed by you again."

Malik would normally take great pride in this, and perhaps even gloated in the past. But now, this fight had taught him how fragile mortality could be. The blood that dripped from him was limited, and his body ached from his wounds inflicted. If T0-D wanted to be weary of him, he wouldn't dispel that notion. In fact, he'd keep it secret as his advantage over the android.

Kahli wouldn't interfere, but his gaze was on the Emperor. If she did anything, he'd be the only one with the potential to combat her.

"I thought technology could not feel." Annuciata tapped her fingers on the armrest of the chair. "An intriguing development, wouldn't you say, Empress?" The Queen of Danjur trailed a single finger of Zannah's hand, in a flirty manner, a small smirk on her face. "Do see that Lord Malik gets the medical attention he needs," The queen ordered her servants. "And um... well, Toddy-Gears, if you need any metal to replace your parts or such, please let me know."

"What's she thinking?" Zizi whispered to Kahli. "Will Zannah react?"

"Good. I'm glad I'm wrong." Asakonigei used her magic to help Malik stay steady in his armored suit without the others knowing. She could tell he was hurting. "You're wise to listen to that sense of fear."

"Statement: Your husband is the only one to have defeated me. Although he did have help. And was undead. Will need to calculate my thoughts further on this development..." T0-D walked away, his feet clicking with each step.

Zannah gave her Android a nod of respect. "You did well in defeating Lord Malik, through interference of course, but still a victory none the less."

"Reaction: Why thank you, my Emperor."

"Go get your gear looked over. When we return to the Empire I will have you polished."

Malik held his wife close. "I suppose that this officially ends negotiations here for the trip here."

Zizi gave a notable sigh of relief when T0-D walked away, not noticing how tightly she had been holding onto Kahli. Asakonigei turned and looked at her husband, letting her metal knights relax. Her face was pale and she looked like she had seen a ghost.

"Please never do that again." Asakonigei spoke so softly, it was almost inaudible.

It was almost time to bring in the summer harvest. Over the last month, Kahli had learned everything there was to know about running his own section of a plantation. In the future, Kahli had expressed a desire to run the entire plantation to ease Zizi's burden. Grateful for the help, the Lorleidians had learned more of the Waku and were now fond of him. Despite the obvious dislike of the Dragmire family, Kahli was flourishing under the tutelege of the Zemljas. Today, he was helping Zizi manage the intake of plants. Recording the yield of each and every plant was a pain, but it had to be done properly for exports. It was a hot day, the sun bearing down on the workers as carts were loaded to take to the ports. Usually, Zizi was full of energy, but this afternoon, she felt... odd. Huffing, Zizi took the papers and started fanning her face.

“Zizi? Are you alright? You seem tense.”

"Sorry, Kahli..." Zizi set down the papers and ran her hands down her face. She looked a little green and sweating more so than usual. Taking some water from the pail, Zizi splashed it on her face and neck, trying to cool off a bit. "I'm just... just so hot. Maybe yesterday, I got dehydrated..."

“I’ll call a doctor.” Kahli walked around to ask another work to grab some help.

Naira, the Dusa from the children's hospital, arrived at the plantation at the call for help. She was expecting an accidental cut from a scythe or perhaps a sprained ankle, yet the Waku told her it was Zizi. The Zemlja was not feeling well. Taking Zizi aside into one of the tents, Naira was a touch concerned.

"You're burning up." Naira told Zizi as she pressed a cool rag to her head. "Lorleidians do not get sick so easily. Is there anything you've done differently lately?"

"No, not lately."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Well... um..." Zizi then cleared her throat and then admitted with a sheepish smile. "Kahli and I have been more known... intimately."

Kahli looked out over the landscape, avoiding any stares. The marks he left on Zizi still hadn’t healed, mostly because of more then one session.

After a half hour or so, Naira left the tent. Assuring Kahli that Zizi merely needed to rest, and heal from the vigorous love making. The healer, in not so subtle words, expressed to Kahli it was probably a good idea for the two of them to refrain from roughness until Zizi's body had adequate time to recover. Naira figured she would want to deliver the news to her lover.

Inside of the tent, Zizi relaxed on one of the cots. This was an unexcepted surprise, but not an unwelcome one. The Zemlja always thought that Zarazu or Zolori would be first to have children, but... it was going to be her. In a little less than eight months, Zizi was going to have a baby... her baby... Kahli's baby.

Kahli went back to her. “What was it she prescribed about you?”

"Naira told me I needed to stay hydrated and to rest for a few days." Zizi sat up on the cot, knowing she would have to tell Kahli of the news. "Naira also told me that we're going to have company very soon."

Taking Kahli's hand, Zizi felt hesitant. She was not sure how he would react to this news, especially so soon in their relationship. Either way, this was her child and she would make sure the babe was loved. "Soon... it will not be just the two of us."

Placing his clawed hand on her stomach, the Zemlja looked into her eyes, hopeful and a bit nervous.

Kahli’s blackened pupils expanded in utter shock. His mouth hung open, chocking on air. His body actually became cold for a moment. “That’s....”

Fatherhood. He was going to become a father. He was going to acquire a mantle of manhood. For Hasai manhood was achieved through a grand hunt, conquering land, or achieving the status of a parent.

His heat came back as he eased his initial shock, his other hand caressing her face. “That’s the best news...I have ever heard.”

Zizi breathed a sigh of relief at Kahli's words. Why was she worrying about such a thing? Kahli said he loved her, wanted to be with her. He spoke of the future, wanted a family. Sure, this was a little soon, but... sometimes life did not go as planned, it rarely ever did. Maybe a little one was what the two of them needed. It was very well a blessing, and Zizi decided to treat it as such.

"Naira said I'm only a few weeks along at most, maybe a little more." Zizi told Kahli as she held his hand to her face. "After winter, our little one will be here... our son."

“A...a son?”

"Dusas have the ability with magic to tell whether the child is going to be a boy or a girl." Zizi explained with a bright smile. "Naira told me he's doing very well, and has a strong heartbeat. And for some reason, he's giving me hot flashes." She laughed lightly with a shake of her head. "That's why I was sweating so badly."

Kahli hugged her for a moment, before pulling away and kissing her. “We need to tell your sisters.”

"Yes, tell them they're going to be aunts." Zizi agreed, knowing her sisters would be excited to have another addition to the family. "Zarazu will no doubt start sewing a horde of clothing for our boy and Zolori, despite her demeanor, really does love tiny babies. I'm sure she'll want to babysit at some point. Though we can tell them later... for now, I think I'll take Naira's instructions to heart and simply rest a while."

“Alright...I’ll stay with you.”

As Kahli rested beside her, Klinge had heard everything, going about his daily check on her. Heading back to the castle, he merely strolled through the castle. This would be neutral news. Good to Zarazu, horrid for Covarog. Would be interesting to see. Opening the door to their office, he cleared he throat. Seemed Covarog and Zarazu were making out on the desk. Three minutes later and it would have been inappropriate to intervene. “My lordships. I have delicate news to report.”

"EEK!" Zarazu squeaked when Klinge opened the door, almost halfway to indecent. Her face turned a blood red, seeing that Covarog had her dress hiked up to her hips. It was not unusual for the king and queen to be frisky in the middle of the day. She expressed embarrassment while Covarog seemed annoyed.

"After all these years, you haven't learned how to knock?" Covarog grumbled under his breath, not happy about this interuption. "Can these delicate news not wait until I'm done with my queen?"

"Covarog, get off." Zarazu scolded him as she pushed at his chest and then stood, clearing her throat, still blushing. "Klinge... what is this news we must know?"

Klinge decided to simply be blunt. The King and Queen could save baby making for later.

“Zarazu. You’re sister, Zizi, is expecting a baby.”

"... WHAT?!" This time, Zarazu was the one to lose composure, just briefly. "Zizi?! She's not... how..." Her mind instantly turned to the one man who she knew fancied her little sister. Taking a breath, the queen did her best to steady her nerves. In her mind, Zizi was always going to be her baby sister. Yet, Zizi was grown and now a woman. She was able to make her own decisions. There had to be a positive side to this. "... Kahli is the father, isn't he?"

"What in the hell was your sister thinking?!" Covarog asked his wife, not happy at all about the situation. "That bastard is a Hasai!!! An enemy of Hyrule!"

"Kahli has done nothing to give us reason that he is an enemy." Zarazu did her best to keep calm. "He has caused no trouble, despite what happened in the dungeon. Zizi has assured me multiple times that his intentions are sincere."

"Zizi would say a Manticore had good intentions!" Covarog argued. "Pray tell, Zarazu, what are you going to do if he is an enemy? A spy? Someone who was just looking to hurt your sister or our family?"

"Easy." Zarazu took a steady breath and pulled her long hair back into a tail. She needed to speak with her sister. "I'll kill him myself." She looked to Klinge. "Please escort me to my sister."

Klinge simply nodded. “Of course.”

Back at the camp, Kahli braided Zizi’s hair, forming her dreadlocks into a bun. “I can’t believe I’m already thinking of names for him.”

"Kahli, we have at least eight more months to go." Zizi laughed as her lover fixed the dreads. "We have plenty of time to think of names, but first... I think it would be nice if we could..." Her face flushed a little. "I mean... if you want to... we would need.... to get..." Her words were a little quiet. "M-Married?"

He nodded rather tamely. “I’ve....been asking around about your tribes culture on how to purpose...”

"There are different ways that Lorleidian men express interest to their chosen partner." Zizi told Kahli with a soft smile. "Some build their lover a house as a way to propose, some present a rare gift, others say a declaration in front of others... it really depends on the couple. Though you do not have to do any of those if it doesn't suit your culture." She looked at him. "I want to respect the Waku traditions as well."

Kahli chuckles to himself. “My culture has been heavily lost to destruction. And Hasai traditions are...well it’s safe to say I don’t think you’d like it if I burned a picture in the side of a mountain, or killed a beast in your name.”

"... yeah, let's just keep things simple." Zizi was not overly fond of the ideas, but did not want to insult his culture. "How about this? We'll just do our own ceremony the way we want it. We don't have to follow any of the Lorleidian traditions if you do not wish to do so." The Zemlja told Kahli as she interlocked her fingers with his. "You are my adanata... my other half, the missing piece of my soul. No matter what happens, as long as we are together."

“Then I simply ask you to marry me.”

"Of course I'll marry you." Zizi leaned, kissing him on the lips and then flushed again, but this time, due to another hot flash. "I think our son is already showing signs of using fire. I will certainly have to learn more about Waku physiology." She then asked. "Would you mind getting me some more water?"

“Of course.” He turns to see Zarazu and the bastard Covarog arrive. He does his best to ignore them as he grabs Zizi her desired water.

Zizi saw her sister and brother-in-law arriving, knowing that look on Zarazu's face. Something told Zizi that a particular imp had shared intimate news... or maybe it was one of the guards. She was not sure. The Zemlja decided that she was going to have a long talk with Skull Kid about privacy.

"Zizi?" Zarazu was not quite sure why her sister was in one of the medical tents. "Are you all right?"

"Yes, I'm all right, just got a little dehydrated. You know how it goes when you're out in the sun all day."

"Well, if you have a moment, I'd like to talk to you." Zarazu eyed Kahli walking out of the tent, her husband, then the commander. "Privately."

Kahli took a cauldron of water, adjusting its temperature to a medium degree. Klinge simply stood guard outside the tent, getting the message from his queen.

Covarog wanted to go inside the tent alongside his wife, but understood it was probably best to simply wait. This was between sisters. While the king was concerned for Zizi's sake, he did not want to upset his queen with angry words. So he would patiently wait outside, keeping a watchful eye on the Hasai.

"... you know about Kahli and I, don't you?" Zizi asked her elder sister quietly. "Are you here to tell me that you're disappointed?"

"No. No, I'm not." Zarazu sat down beside of Zizi. "I want you to be happy, Zizi. I really do."

"Then why do you look so upset?"

"... a little bird told me you were pregnant."

"...?! Who told you?"

"It doesn't matter, what matters is that this changes a few things, Zizi." Zarazu tried to chose her words carefully. "I want you and the baby to be healthy and safe. I believe Kahli doesn't intend any harm to you, however, I'm worried."

"About what?"

"I'm worried about the possibility of this being used against our family. I don't want anyone to hurt you or the baby because of Kahli being a Hasai."

"Why would they do that? Everyone on the plantations love him."

"I'm not referring to Lorleidians, Zizi... I'm thinking of the Hylians. What the Dragmire’s went through with Kanisa being kidnapped."

"... then what do you suggest I do?" Zizi asked Zarazu. "I love Kahli. I make no plans of leaving his side and I sincerely believes he cares for me."

"I... I only want you to be careful." Zarazu took her sisters' hands and kissed her knuckles. "You're my baby sister. I love you and want you to be safe."

Kahli walked towards the tent with the water. Klinge raised a hand. “The Queen is not ready for you.”

“This water isn’t for me.”

“And I have my order.”

Kahli was not going to deal with this bullshit anymore.

“Get. Out. Of. My. Way. My pregnant wife needs this water.”

That struck an old cord with Klinge, and how, for a brief moment, he too was an upcoming father. It pained him to think on his curse of undeath. Against the wishes of his Queen and King, he moved to the side.

Kahli walked into the tent, setting the water down. “How’s your fever?”

"Fever?" Zarazu inquired with an arched eyebrow.

"Heh... I think our boy is going to be a flame baby." Zizi said to her sister as she took the water from Kahli. "He's giving me hot flashes, making me feverish."

"I see." Zarazu created a smooth block of ice in her hands and then wrapped it in one of the available cloths. Pressing it against Zizi's forehead, her sister sighed in contentment at the coolness. "Do you need an ice bath?"

"No, no... this is fine." Zizi assured her sister. "It feels nice."

"A boy, huh? I'm going to have a nephew."

"Yes, a little fighter."

“We’ll hopefully be married before he arrives.”

"Married... well, you two will have to have a suitable living quarters." Zarazu told Kahli with a small smile. "I'm sure we can arrange for a house to be built among the plantations."

"One thing at a time." Zizi assured her sister. "For now, I need to rest for a bit. Don't want to tax the little one."

“Thank you Zarazu.”

Klinge motioned for his queen to take their leave. It was obvious the couple wanted to be alone.

"I know that there may be harsher times in the future, a few obstacles to overcomes... but I will do my best to help you." Zarazu promised Kahli. "I just ask... that you have patience." Taking Covarog's arm, Zarazu saw that her husband saw nothing but had a hard stare. It was rather obvious he was not happy with the ordeal. "Come, love... let's leave them to talk."

As they drove back, even Klinge made a lighter comment. “Come Covarog. Even I, after all this time, see little danger. He’s even having a baby...”

"I'm not worried about the child, I'm worried about someone attacking Zizi because of it." Covarog remarked. "I don't want her hurt."

“Covarog, I think-“ A pause. There was a sound. The sound of mechanical footsteps heading toward the plantations. A sound that made Klinge turn the cart around as soon as it’s horror reconnected to his mind.

Back in the tent, Zizi finished the water as Kahli held the makeshift ice pack to her head.

At the tent Kahli was preparing lunch when he heard the sound. It slowly drew closer. He didn’t quite recognize it right away, but it felt faint in the back of his memory. “What...what is that noise?”

"...? I don't know." Zizi heard the clanking, thinking it sounded like one of the mechanical engines from Danjur. "Is someone wearing heavy armor? Or maybe one of Corsaire's mechanical... oh... what did Orana call it? Steam engines?"

Sensing Klinge's sudden apprehension, Zarazu looked at her general.

"What's wrong?"

Klinge looked to Covarog. Perhaps the fear of the Hasai was correct afterall.

After a few moments, the sound stopped.

Kahli stood on guard. “Something feels wrong...”

Suddenly, bursting from the roof, landed the source of the sound. A large seven foot tall android made his appearance. It was white as snow with a slick domed head, the centre holding a single eye. It’s legs held talons that allowed it to walk up any surface, and sharp claws on its hands. Whipping around with surprising speed and grace, it grabbed Zizi, administrating a dose of paralysis from its fingers.

“Observation: Target in reach.”

Kahli raised his palm to strike fire at the mysterious Android, only for it to make a sudden squat. At this level it administrated a devastating punch, almost annihilating a kidney. Kahli fell as pain over took him.

Looming over Zizi, the Android picked her up effortlessly with one arm. “Introduction: I am T0-D. I am here to take you to your new home.”

It walked with her to the roof, seemingly no where to go.

Klinge arrived with Covarog, and they laid eyes once again on one of the deadliest killers the Kikai Empire ever had. The same machine that Covarog failed as a child to stop Kanisa’s kidnaping. The same one Klinge fought in a duel to the death to cover Zelda in the final stage of the old war.

Zizi had no time to react. As soon as the drug was introduced to her system, she was limp and out cold. Her green eyes went wide and then slipped shut, confusion and terror written on her face. As the android left the tent, Zarazu saw Zizi in the machine's clutches. Rushing toward the android, the Lorleidian queen was screaming for her little sister.

"Let her go!!!" Zarazu could not outright obliterate the android, lest she risk hitting Zizi. She formed ice underneath its feet, causing it to slip. Using her magic, she coated the android in a thick layer of ice trying to pin it to the ground. "Covarog! Klinge! Get Zizi!!!"

Covarog brought out a sword and began hacking at the android's arm. It had a whole arm wrapped around Zizi, and he had to get her free. When the blade did not work, he tried to pull her free, straining against the metal.

“Query: Why have I fallen?”

Looking at them his eye glowed from blue to a frightening display of red, and a beam of plasma shot out at his attackers. It was hot enough to melt just enough ice for him to break out using the force of his legs and free arm. His mechanical strength smack Covarog away with a right hook as he stood up. Activating the talons on his feet, T0-D made sure to not fall on the ice again.

As Klinge prepared to attack, a shadow loomed over. A dragon flew overhead, breathing fire at Zarazu and Covarog so they would keep back. It was not like animalistic Hylian or common Lorliedian dragons. It lacked wings, a round body or heavy scales. It was long like a serpent, with only two arms to give it anything to grasp. Two long whiskers sprouted from his face, with a flaming main to give it an intimidating figure. “Away with you.“

T0-D climbed onto its back with Zizi, and with a roar, the Dragon took off into the heavens.

Covarog saw the dragon and tackled Zarazu out of the way. The two rolled across the ground, away from the danger of the flames. This was not a Lorleidian dragon, nor a native species of Hyrule. Scrambling to her feet, Zarazu was not about to let it leave with her sister. As it started to take off, she hurled a spear of ice at the dragon's belly.

The dragon dashed around like a lightning bolt away from her shot, roaring at the other dragons that he had broken through Hyrule under their watch. With that he zoomed back to his home land.

Kahli groaned as he walked out, his body still in incredible pain.

“N-no. Zizi.”

"Klinge!!!" Zarazu ordered her commander. "I want forces ready to follow that dragon! I want it dead and I want that android in pieces beneath my feet!!!" She was enraged, the air feeling cold around her. Tromping over to Kahli, she wanted to throttle him. It was not his fault, but he knew there was a chance of this happening. Someone had to come after him, yet he never said a word about a robot or a feral dragon. Kahli was hurt, but he was still conscious. "And you..." Zarazu grasped him by the shirt. "Are going to give me some answers..."

 "Zarazu, that... that was one of the same machines that kidnapped Kanisa years ago." The king told his wife. "We are going to need Kovinas to warp the metal out of shape so they will not be able to attack us. I will contact the guards."

“Zarazu. I have no idea why they came for Zizi and not me.”

"You must know something, they took my sister!!!" Zarazu nearly shouted, her composure barely holding together by a thread. "Why would they take her? Is this revenge?! You say you haven't had any contact with the Kikai Empire for years, but I need you to think!" She nearly shook him, tears brimming at her eyes. "Why would they take Zizi of all people?! She's never done anything for them, she's just a herbalist for spirit's sake!!! She grows plants, she hates fighting, she's never done anything wrong!"

“I don’t know Zarazu. If it was another attack against me, then they would have just killed me instead of trying to emotionally hurt me. They must have a need for her. Something only she can do for them.”

Zarazu was lost. Her sister had just been taken and she could not release her full potential of magic without the risk of hurting Zizi. She needed answers, she had to go after that abombination that took her. This entire time, Klinge had not moved. He had not said a word. Was the great commander in shock?

"Klinge... your queen gave you an order. Why are you not moving?" Zarazu's words were coolly spoken. "I know you have fought these things before. We will need your help."

"Let's gather our forces to go and get Zizi back." Covarog told his wife, leading her away from Kahli and the commander. "We need to get Ralnor's reports of the area as well."

"... get Kahli some help as well." Zarazu motioned for some of the workers to help Kahli walk properly. "Bring him to the castle for treatment. I won't have Zizi's son without a father."

Klinge slowly turned to Kahli. Losing ones wife like that, so quickly, he froze with post traumatic flashbacks hitting him. “What do you need?”

Kahli brushes the workers off. “I need a skilled Vatra, preferably your Zolori, and a fire dragon of your people.”

"The contractions are getting closer, Zizi." Doctor Boveir told her. "You're going to have to push soon."

Kahli paced back and forth as well, like a wolf, an intense sense of dread filling him. He was calm on the outside, but in reality, was ready to burst if anything went wrong. He also felt how he felt was time wasted in working on the house, when he could have thought of baby names our prepared for the marriage.

"He's... sure taking his sweet time, isn't he?" Zizi sounded frustrated. The labor pains were growing more discomforting by the second, and all she wanted was for this to be over, her son in her arms. Keeping a cool head was difficult when the aching never ceased in her midsection. "Are all babies... this slow?"

"No, this is your first, it's normal for your firstborn to be a bit slow." Doctor Boveir helped Zizi over to the edge of the bed. "Take some deep breaths and get ready to push."

"You make it sound so easy."

"Ready?"

"Yes... yes, I'm ready."

Zizi tried to keep her cries of pain to a minimum. She did not want Kahli to worry. Nothing was going to go wrong. She was in perfect health and so was their son. Time ticked by leisurely, Zizi fighting for breath. Doctor Boveir kept encouraging her, saying she was doing great, that everything was going smoothly. Soon, it was time for the final push. With a fist full of sheets, Zizi screamed as she brought her son into the world.

The baby screamed instantly, loud and fiery, crying for attention as his life was born this day. Kahli held him quickly, soothing him as best he could. He had the thick hair of his mother, the fiery, dark eyes of his father, yet his skin, while a shade of crimson like his father, was darker, a more brown to the red. He was a wonderful first born indeed. "Hello. I am Kahli. I am your father."

The pain was gone. Her son was here. Zizi could rest now. The midwife took a white rag and started cleaning the newborn, making sure his airways were clear for breathing. It seemed he had a very healthy pair of lungs from the strident crying. Zizi had tears leaking from her eyes, but was so happy to see her little boy. Doctor Boveir and the midwife cleaned her and made her comfortable on the bed. Holding her arms out for her son, Zizi wanted to feed him.

Kahli offered their son to her. He was indeed hungry, cooing at his mothers touch.

"Hi... hi, my love." Zizi spoke softly to her boy as she breastfed him. Her fingers carefully stroked his thin hair while she marveled at his little fingers and toes. He was a big baby, and Zizi was grateful to birth him without any complications. As he was nursing, Zizi turned her attention to Kahli, tired, but happy. "He's beautiful."

"He is...." Kahli relaxed as he sat beside her. "I still no not a name for him worthy of your gods."

"How about Manaco?" Zizi suggested to Kahli, remembering the old stories from when she was little. "He was Vatra's first follower and lived to a very old age. There's part of the story that said he came up with the concept of fireworks because he loved to see the sparkle in the eyes of children."

"It was believed the first Hasai founded fireworks. We then turned it into a weapon of destructive-“ Kahli stopped, seeing the raised brow she gave him. History lessons could wait. “...it is a powerful and wonderful name Zizi. Great indeed."

"Heh, I think old man Manaco would argue that his fireworks were the best." Zizi teased Kahli lightly as she then looked at her son. "What do you think, my little man?" The baby simply cooed in response, his little hands against Zizi's chest. "See? Agreeing with his mother already. He's very smart."

"Maybe he'll acquire your sense of humour." He turned to Bovier, and pointed to the door. "Now you may let visitors in."

"Do you feel like visitors, Zizi?" Doctor Boveir wanted to make sure. "If you need to rest, you can wait."

"Maybe just for a little bit." Zizi wanted to show off her son to his aunts. "I'm very sore, but I want my Manaco to see my sisters."

Kahli allowed Zarazu and Zolori to enter, glaring at all the men waiting outside. They could wait. Too much of a threat to the baby.

"I brought a---" Covarog started to speak but Doctor Boveir closed the door in the king's face. The last thing Zizi needed was to see a brawl between her brother-in-law and husband.

"You know, for a bald headed dude, you sure make babies with a head full of hair." Zolori nudged Kahli with a grin. "He's a big one, sis, how in the world did you manage?"

"Zolori..." Zarazu said in an exasperated tone. "Not now."

"I'm only teasing."

"He's adorable, Zizi." Zarazu let the baby hold her index finger, his tiny digits wrapping around hers. "What did you name him?"

"Manaco." Zizi told her eldest sister. "However, Kahli is adamant that the Hasai started the concept of fireworks."

"Ah, I see, old man Manaco might argue with that."

"Maybe this Manaco was Hasai." Kahli looked back at the door. Sighing, he opened it. The presence of the King didn’t feel hostile, and he knew he wouldn’t just disappear. Crossing his arms, he faced Covarog. "What did you bring?'

"...?" Covarog knew Hasai were extremely protective of their mates once the birth happened. "I thought the little one might need a bassinet." The king of Hyrule and his wife had gone shopping for Zizi once it was clear she had to be on bed rest for the last two months. "Zarazu said you two needed some furniture for the baby."

"Yes....we do."

"Zarazu took it upon herself to order a few things for Zizi since she was unable to go to the market herself." Covarog explained to Kahli, gesturing to his war boar pulling a cart with various furniture items, baby clothes, bedding, and pillows. "She wanted to ensure her sister and your son had what was needed."

"Yes. We'll need lots of furniture. For this and the other home."

"Then see what you wish to stay here and we will deliver the rest to your other location."

"First I need make sure with Zizi that a second home is ok." Waking back to the group, Kahli hoped this would go well. "Zizi. I have something I need to ask you, regarding raising our son."

"It seems you two need to talk before you rest." Zarazu kissed Zizi's forehead. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to send for me, all right?"

"Or me, I promise I can look after a kid while you two have a sexy night." Zolori earned a look from Zizi and Zarazu. "What? I've babysat before!"

"We'll come check on you tomorrow." Zarazu told her youngest sister goodbye and then exited the house with Zolori.

"Yes, Kahli?" Zizi finished feeding Manaco and had him wrapped up in a blanket. He was snoozing, content to be held in his mother's arms.

Kahli gave a quick smile to Zolori's offer. Looking back to Zizi, he pet his sons hair. "I want him to be around other Hasai. To learn my culture."

"Of course, I want him to learn from both of our tribes." Zizi agreed, though was not exactly sure of what he meant. "But, I am confused, my love. I thought there were no more Waku?"

"I accept the Hasai as my people Zizi. And Zannah has not only offered us another home on the island, but texts of the Waku people."

"Another home?" Zizi was glad to hear that Zannah and Kahli had made amends. "I would be glad to have another home on the island, Kahli, though I will be honest." The Zemlja gestured outside, to the plantations. "It will most likely have to be used as a winter home... or a place for a summer vacation. I will not be able to leave while during planting and harvesting."

"I thought you'd say as much...so winter and summer vacations then?"

"I think that would be perfectly suitable." Zizi offered Manaco back to Kahli. "Our boy will learn much from your people and mine..."

Kahli held his son tightly. "Thank you Zizi....You....gave me a new life."

"Kahli, love..." Zizi held the side of his face. "We changed each other's lives. You gave me our son, your love... what more could I ask for?"

With a snarl he blew fire from his mouth at the knife wielding assassin. It wasn’t much, more a reaction to save himself, but it was enough for the attacker to back off. Kahli pulled the knife out, running down the halls as more bolts shot at him. He should have known this would happen! The savages knew to strike when he was alone. Behind him his blood leaked a trail back to him.

He watched from the corner of his eye as his attackers ran beside him in the shadows. Reaching the courtyard, he threw a firebolt at one of them. The Hasai absorbed the fire after raising a hand. These men were prepared.

Horus had the look of insane wrath in his bloodstained red eyes. “I sent so many to finish you off Waku. You’re life continuing is a sin against nature.”

“You.” Kahli’s own hate burned, the power of a locomotive ready to strike. “You the one who’s been hunting me.”

“You’re death will appease the gods and save our island home. Once I kill you, I’ll slay Zannah. The false ideals she has brought will come to an end. I will save my people!”

Something in Kahli’s soul burned away. A thread containing all his hatred turning to great flame. He had enough of being hunted. And in a few moments, his hatred would finally settle to ash.

The Waku’s wounds lit up with his own fire, cartelizing his flesh, yet this time, healing it. His flames turned a dark purple around his fists as he clenched them. His voice spoke softly, but it dripped with an undeniable malice. “No. All of you will face the end before Zannah raises a finger.”

One of the Skurge fired a cross bow at him. This prompted Kahli to dance around the bolt, and fire a shot of lightning at the attacker. It came far easier to him now. The lightning entered the attacker, and he screamed as the bolt continued to course through his body like a worm, electrifying the attacker until he was a crispy corpse.

Two of the Skurge backing Horus rushed Kahli. The two assassins skillfully swiped at the Waku with curved knives. Kahli bashed their arms away with his wrists and kicks, getting a few cuts against him. Becoming fire itself for a moment, his hands became flame, turning the blades to goop as he slammed his fists into them with a chopping motion. One assassin couldn’t stop a motion of Kahli’s slicing his head off as the Waku made a clean chop with a fiery hand in a horizontal cut.

Kahli palmed striked the second Skurge’s chest, blasting his spine out his back. Molten fire burned around the hole of the dead man as he fell. Kahli walked towards Horus, who was readying his own fire. “I am a master of the flame. I won’t lose to a demon like you Waku!”

Kahli didn’t reply. The Waku smacked away fire bolts that were shot at him, only running in a circle as Horus fired a large beam of fire at Kahli. Kicking off the wall, Kahli jumped over the stream of fire, shooting a bolt of lightning at Horus. It was strong enough to sever a hand of the old Skurge.

Horus glared down at his suddenly weightless stump. Looking back up he saw Kahli right in front of him. “You bast-“

He was punched across the face, having three teeth knocked out. Kahli grabbed him by the collar as he fell, pulling him back up for another punch to the eye. He wanted to have Horus feel a little pain, so no molten hands with these strikes. No way to tell, but he might have been the one behind his families death. In the end it didn’t matter though. He was scum. A racist with dangerous delusions. And he had to go. He finished his beatdown with simple push, knocking the old man away.

“That it you animal?”

“It is. Goodbye.”

Kahli felt it, his power inside Horus. He slowly raised his hand, and snapped his finger. The fire he put into the Skurge with that push activated. Horus looked down to see himself explode from the inside out. He couldn’t even get a word out as his flying body part burst quickly into flame. Not a single part hit the ground as he turned to ash.

With that over with, Kahli took a breath. Finally, would he finally be free of these attacks? He supposed he would. With half an hour left, he decided to say a final goodbye to Zannah. Looking for her though, she saw that she was gone. It dawned on him, a terrible omen coming over him. She must have started early.

~

Zannah took a deep breath as her mind came to a final conclusion. She gave her children the happiest day of their lives, and all her subjects had surely gone asleep. The full moon was beautiful sight to look upon. A last sight of the sky. Looking back down at the poisoned earth, she focused her energy. A white aura of flame burst around her, electricity zapping in the air. Her palms glowed with black fire, and a small ball of energy, like the sun, filled her hands. She raised it into the air, and let it gather energy. Counting down in her mind, everything would be gone in minute. Everything.

Kahli looked everywhere for Zannah, but couldn't find her as he flew on his dragon. He only saw T0-D, looking down at his Empress. "Statement: I'll spit in gods eye if I don't get a good afterlife."

Ba'puu flew so fast, his wing flaps sounded like a storm brewing in the sky. His mistress had urged him to hurry, fearing that she may be too late to help the doomed island of the Hasai. The water dragon could smell the spread of poison growing stronger. Then came the smell of plasma being gathered. Soon enough the entire island would be dead either way. The magic of the Widayohisdi Stone had to be enacted quickly or else, all hope would be lost. Roaring, the water dragon tried his best to get the attention of anyone, someone, to stop Zannah.

 "Hurry, Ba'puu!" Zarazu held steadfast to the stone.

Kahli ran down to Zannah. His instincts told him to stop her. Why? "Zannah! Wait!"

T0-D stopped him from getting closer, drawing a guardian blade rather fast. "Query: Why are you here Kahli? Surely you know better to stay."

"This feels wrong!"

"Correction: It is the only path."

Kahli ran forward, but the Android fired a bolt of laser fire from his socket, shooting a hole through Kahli's leg, not giving a damn about the Dragon Zizi left to pick him up.

"Analysis: Leave in ten seconds, or face 1000% annihilation."

Kahli was desperate. He felt fate driving him. With thrust of his hand, he fired a bolt of fire at Zannah's back. It was barely enough to distract her. "What are you doing?!"

Zannah recharged her burst, ready to fire again.

T0-D replied to the attack by stabbing his foot on Kahli's hands, pinning them effortlessly underneath. "Statement: I have to kill you now. You’ll just have to imagine the fire. Lucky-"

A icy blast of plasma slammed into the android, knocking him off of Kahli. The blast sent T-0D through the outside palace wall, and through three more rooms, destroying furniture, pictures, and other items in the process. Ba'puu was hovering over the Empress, Zarazu and Covarog on his back. Bas'nike snatched up Kahli and took to the skies before the robot could attempt to hurt the Waku once more. She smelled his blood, and transferred some of her fire energy to him for healing. The Lorleidian queen hoped Zannah would listen.

"Zannah, wait, wait!!!" Zarazu called over the noise of Ba'puu's wings. "We found one!!! We found a Widayohisdi Stone!!! Stop what you're doing!!!"

Zannah eyes were in a trance. The destruction of her ancestors filled her mind. The energy in her hand cracked dangerously. "What?"

"Zarazu can save your damn island, stop the magic!!!" Covarog yelled at the Empress. "She found that Whachacallit Stone!!!"

"Zannah, please, we can use this to heal the island!!!"

Kahli asked to be put down. He would not abandon this critical moment. As soon as he was, he carefully walked to Zannah. "Please my Empress. Zizi can use it to save your island. She can-" That was when he read her eyes. He looked deep to see her thoughts. She wanted salvation, but the thought of destruction couldn't be stopped. Once a Hasai started an attack, it couldn't be stopped. With no word, she thrust the destructive death ball downwards to the earth, her trance taking over completely. Kahli didn't attempt to kill her, or shoot her away, instead rushing forward to catch the power in his hands while Zannah still held it. "Channel it with me. Please!"

He struggled with her, thankful that he acquired his boost of power before coming to the island. The immediate earth around them shook as the sphere of power was being kept back by an unmovable object. The Waku strained against the Ocho. For a moment, he didn't know if he'd stand against her, but as they struggled, the trance Zannah felt faded, and together, the two Hasai started to absorb the power.

Zizi was holding steadfast to the stone that Zarazu found in the treasury. This was Kahli's home whether it contained bad history with Hyrule or not. The innocent people here did not deserve to die. As Zarazu urged Ba'puu to find a place to land, Zizi thought she heard a voice. It was not Kahli's, or her sister's. No, it was coming from the stone. It was whispering to her, she could hear the words of magi flowing through her head. It was ancient magic, spells and rituals she thought was lost when Lorleidi sank into the sea. It was hypnotizing, how sweetly the lull of magic sounded. Yet, why was it talking to her?

“A devout follower of Zemlja... you want to cleanse the poisoned earth and save the innocents."

"Yes..."

"We will help you."

Zannah gasped along with Kahli. All that remained between them was a small tiny flame. Closing her fingers into her palm, the Empress whispered her regrets. “I’m sorry....”

“It’s fine my Empress. We stopped the destruction.”

“If you hadn’t modified yourself with the gift of Exodrum....I could have killed you all.”

“But you didn’t.”

Looking at Kahli’s intense yellow eyes, her own shut close in relief. “Thank you.”

Kahli looked to his lover. “Can you really do it?”

"She's pregnant, I'll do it." Zarazu volunteered, holding out the stone for Zizi to hand to her. "I don't want you risking the baby."

"The stone is talking to me," Zizi told her elder sister. "It... it wants me to heal the earth here."

"But the baby..." Zarazu was worried for her younger sibling. "That kind of strain."

"It won't hurt my boy." Zizi rubbed her hand over the stone, causing it to glow. "I think... it wants a Zemlja to do this job."

“She carries a child of the Hasai. The baby is strong. Believe in your gods Zarazu, and let Zizi Slatki save my island.”

Kahli nodded to Zannah. He wasn’t sure how quick she’d go back to destruction if this didn’t work. Holding Zizi’s hands, he gave her a quick, soft kiss. “I believe in you.”

Zizi gave a soft smile to her sister, trying her best to assure Zarazu that everything would be fine. The queen could not help but worry. While Zizi was a talented Zemlja, she was only half Lorleidian. She did not want the magical strain to be too much upon her sister. Exiting the palace, Zizi slowly walked down the stairs and took a breath. The stone was telling her to sit upon the ground while holding it. Following the instructions, Zizi held onto the ancient artifact and closed her eyes. This time when it spoke, everyone could hear it.

"You and your child will be a link," The ethereal voice told her. "Of earth and of fire... you will channel your deities, Zemlja and Vatra, to rid this island of poison."

With a flash of white light, there were two figures suddenly beside of Zizi, a hand on each of her shoulders. One was the mighty Vatra, spirit of the flame, and the other was the caring Zemlja, spirit of the earth. With their free hands upturned, the blackness started to come forth out of the earth in the shape of a huge oozing blob.

Zannah and Kahli felt a mutual feeling at once at the sight of the avatar of Vatra. Their own godly gift made them feel...intimidated? On guard? It was hard to explain how the fire spirits presence made them truly feel. At the sight of the blob, they felt an intense passion to burn it, their fingers twitching, yet they kept themselves under control. If Zizi needed help, she’d ask.

Zemlja was drawing the poison out of the earth, but could not eradicate alone. That was why Vatra was there. With an outstretched hand, flames shot forth from her body, covering the huge black blob. The glob started to shrink in size, the blackness evaporating into nothing. Once the poison was eradicated, Zemlja pressed his hand to the ground. Flowers, grass, and even trees started to burst forth from the dirt. The island was reborn.

"The little flame within you..." Vatra spoke softly for her intimidating presence. "Think of a good name for him. He will be unique."

"Tiny, delicate flower," Zemlja told Zizi, who was in a hazy state of mind as the magic channeled through her body. "Many fruits will you bear... and your gardens will be forever growing."

Other Hasai had gathered, having been woken up either by the destructive ball Zannah summonded, or drawn by the heat Vatra emitted in spirit, all amazed by the growth that had happened.

“The poison is gone.”

“The island is saved!”

“My sickness has disappeared!”

Zannah’s Therons were a tad wary of the Spirts, but respectively kept their weapons shelved. Zannah herself took the wave of calmness that overcame her into in mind and soul. It was beyond beautiful.

“Zizi Slatki. Spirits of the Lorliedians. And Kahli of the Waku. We are forever in your debt.”

The Empress bowed towards them. At this sign of unlimited respect, the other Hasai bowed with her.

"Different names we may have over vast cultures, but we are all the same." Vatra informed Zannah as the fire spirit took Zemlja's hand. "Flames can be a symbol of destruction and rebirth, young empress. Find your peace and go forth knowing the future will be prosperous."

"Chosen queen of our people," Zemlja turned his attention to Zarazu, who was not expecting a greeting. She held onto Covarog's arm tightly. "Lessen your worries. All will be well."

With that said, the spirits disappeared into thin air. Zizi, exhausted from channeling the magic, slumped over onto the ground.

Kahli scooped her up as she fell. “I have you.”

"Mmm..." Zizi was half-conscious, and snuggled closer to Kahli's warmth.

"She needs to rest." Zarazu then looked at Zannah. "May she recuperate here while you address your people?"

“Of course.”

Zannah turned to her people, surprisingly taking Covarog and Zarazu’s hands. “All tribes of Hasai! As your Empress, I am happy to declare that we are free of the poison that cursed our land! Free of the evil that threatened to wipe us out! In celebration with our wonderful allies of Hyrule, I declare Mugen no yorokobi no shū!”

Zannah raised both her arms with the King and Queen. The people went ballistic with happiness! They cheered and danced about, some setting off firecrackers, others quickly running for musical instruments. Fel’Lath roared, shooting a stream of rainbow fire into the air. Zannah felt so...young. A giddy joy taking her over. “Tell me, do either of you like to drink?”

"Waikiki juice is a Lorleidian favorite, but I must decline drinks right now." Zarazu told Zannah politely, a small blush on her cheeks. "Covarog and I are trying for a baby."

"We would not object to a good celebration." Covarog assured Zannah, not wanting to be rude. He still held distrust for the Hasai but perhaps a new era could be built. "For peace."

"I wouldn't object to tuna." Ba'puu warbled in an amused tone.

T0-D had made his way back, reattaching his arm as his eye socket blinked in a twitchy manner from the plasma he took. “Demand: I would like a vacation from all this meatbag madness thank you very much.”

~

As Kahli laid Zizi down on the bed, the petite woman looked up at her lover with a tired smile.

"I saw him..."

“Saw who?” He laid carefully beside her. The Empress declared a week of celebration, however, he would not celebrate until his lover was ready.

"Our boy..." Zizi murmured sleepily, still appearing to be in a daze. "He was so handsome, just like his father... such a good big brother..."

Kahli was unsure of her credibility in her state, but he nodded, wanting to keep her assured. "I'm sure he will be. Rest. For my sake."

"Hrm-mh... stay with me." Zizi tugged on his arm gently as she curled up on the bed. "You're so warm."

"You were either brave or stupid according to my guards, but probably both."

"I'm realistic. As well as having no tolerance for ignorance."

Kahli had his belongings laid out on a table behind him. A knife, a locket, and strange ruby held by gold bands.

The Waku did his best to not look interested by the items.

"You know full well of Hyrule's history with the Hasai." Ralnor noticed that Kahli was trying his best to put on a stoic expression. His body language, however, was a dead giveaway of tension, ready to spring into action. The prince wondered if the Hasai would listen to Zizi and remain docile or if he would react. "I was surprised when you had the gall to cross our border and even more so when you made friends with the queen's younger sister. We all believe you have some ulterior motive... except for the queen, but seeing that she's not here at the moment," Those cruel eyes flicked upward at Kahli. "That means I have you all to myself."

"I'm not into whatever games you want." Kahli growled a low thum. "You honestly think you can keep me for long?"

"I think I'll be able to keep you long enough, Hasai." Ralnor had been instructed to use whatever means necessary to obtain a confession from Kahli. Covarog was sure that the man had an ill intent. He was not going to let his family get hurt a second time. "Tell me, Hasai... why are you here?"

"To leave my enemies behind."

"So your own people are your enemies? That is hard to believe." Ralnor stood from his chair and ran his fingers over the items on the table. He stopped at the ruby and selected it. "This whole idea of genocide could be a lie to simply get everyone to let their guard down, to gain the sympathy of Zizi..."

"My tribe was wiped out. Legend says we strived to use the power of Dragons. Other say it was Demons. Some believe the Emperor was just angry our tribe could produce potentially equally powerful blood." His orange and black eyes burn at him. "I thought the Gerudo would understand that."

"The Gerudo can sympathize easily with those who have lost their tribe, their family, their friends, however, you made the mistake of making an enemy of us." Ralnor tossed the pendant to one of his guards, who had a rather large sledgehammer. He would start small, then use more drastic measures. "The Gerudo tribe was at war with Hyrule until my mother sought for peace. The Hasai refused to entertain such a notion, therefore we are still wary... now, tell me truthfully..." Ralnor held up his hand to signal the destruction of the ruby if he did not like the answer. "Why are you here? Did you deliberately target Zizi?"

Kahli was grateful he choose the ruby. The jewel would not shatter. But someone like Ralnor did not need to know that. It would only bring new questions Kahli wanted to avoid.

"My tribe didn't take part in the war because we were already nearly extinct. I came here because I heard Hyrule was fortified, that it had Dragons. Zizi was a random coincidence....but not unwelcome."

So he really was looking for a safe place from those assassins. Ralnor decided that answer satisfied him for now. However, there was still the lingering idea that Kahli could secretly be a spy. Maybe the assassins were an added touch to make it believable. There was the fact of Kahli becoming too close to Zizi. Covarog mentioned how the Hasai held her closer, and was displaying very strong signs of protectiveness. Hasai guarded their mates closely, and hated to be apart from them. His brother intended to keep the two of them away from each other before something happened.

"Are you spying for the Empress?"

"No. And that is the only answer you will get."

"Why stay?" Ralnor decided to press further. "You must know of the dangers here. Why not leave? Why stay in a nation that is seen as your enemy?"

"Because I'm trapped here now. And I like it."

"Trapped? You had the chance to run after Zizi attended to you." Ralnor's spies had reported every single detail. “No one likes a cage. Why are you really staying?"

"You aren't going to get an answer that will give you the clearance to hurt me."

"Who says I need clearance to hurt you? You threatened my brother, the king of Hyrule... that is treason." Ralnor put the ruby down and then selected the locket. "Normally, it calls for immediate death. Though Covarog was nice enough to waiver your death until I received answers."

Kahli furled his brow. "Your brother threw me racist remarks, wanted me taken by blunter hunters to be slaughter later. He insulted me multiple times."

"An insult is nothing compared to what your people did to my poor little sister." Ralnor was not interested in opening the locket. "I'll ask you again. Why are you staying?"

Kahli felt his angry rise. "I told you! What do you want me to say?!"

"You and I both know there is another reason. I'm beginning to believe your intention is to get close to the queen's sister." Ralnor frowned darkly, dangling the locket over a fire, heating up weapons of torture. "Why are you staying?"

"Stop that." Kahli rustled his chains.

"Last chance." Ralnor let the locket slip a little further down his fingers. "Why are you staying?"

Kahli growled. "To gain secrets I need to protect myself. Stop!"

"Elaborate."

"Stop it and I'll tell you!"

"It doesn't work that way, Hasai. I'm the one in control here. Whether or not you die is of no concern to me." Ralnor had the piece of jewelry dangling by one finger now. "What secrets?"

"Don't. My mother...." Kahli just watches the locket dangle, the last of piece of evidence he had connecting him to family. As trained as he was in discipline for most scenarios, he was still young, and torture was only shattering his concentration. "I'm not an enemy to Hyrule!"

"And how would we know this for sure? It could all be a ploy. What I think is this," Ralnor knew he had the upper hand since the locket obviously was a treasure of Kahli's. "You knew who Zizi was, you're simply using her kindness to get close to her, therefore get close to her sister, get the queen close, and harm her to get to the king."

"NO!!! I am not! I'm not a psychopath like you, like your brother! I like Zizi because she is a good person. I don't know anything about the Kikai Empire that's of use! Let me go!"

One of Ralnors assistants let him silently know the fiery marking poker was ready.

"Psychopath? Oh, I'll take that as a compliment." Ralnor had a demented grin on his face. "I don't think I could ever compare to those who hurt my innocent little sister. And unfortunately for you, I don't believe your words. If you were truly not an enemy of Hyrule and simply wanted to leave behind your enemies as said, then there was always the option of seeking asylum. Or even running to a different kingdom than this, one you knew would hate you for your actions in the past. I say... you burned us once, blindsided us with goodwill nature and then got us to drop our guard." He then dropped the locket into the flames. "And now, we have you exactly where we want you."

"NOOOOOO!!!!!" Kahli screams with pure rage. Once was done his voice grew more deep with wrath. "I'll kill you.  I'll gut you like rat and watch you burn."

"Oh? And what would your precious Zizi think of that?" Ralnor extended his arms in a dramatic flair. "You must think me ignorant. My men have told me how you fancy her. Hasai males are extremely protective of their mates. You think I haven't noticed the small touches and constant desire of yours to be near her?" He gestured to the guard with the hot poker. "Again... what secrets?"

"Once I burn your flesh, your soul can burn in Hell." Kahli spat on the prince’s face.

"Ah, Hell is too afraid to take my soul." Ralnor chuckled as he simply wiped away the spit. "You'll talk after a bit of pain."

With that, the guard shoved the hot poker against Kahli's back.

Kahli grounded his teeth together, incredible moans of pain vibrating his mouth.

"It seems like we have a stubborn one, men." To Ralnor, this was nothing new. He had assassins and mercenaries, spies and traitors, all men in the past that refused to talk. Yet, all of them broke after a bit of pain. "Again, what secrets? You have the power to make this pain last or have it cease at any time."

Kahli said nothing in return.

"Very well, have it your way." Ralnor waited for the guard to select the next weapon. With a whip in hand, the guard twirled the cat-o-nine tails and slashed it across the Hasai's back.

Kahli groans in agonizing pain. Huffing and puffing as each lash drew blood. "I-....won't confess."

"Oh, you won't? Maybe I'm going about this the wrong way." Ralnor did not cease talk as the guard continued his creal administrations with the whip. "Perhaps I should bring Zizi down here."

"Kill you."

Another guard let Ralnor know the magic electric spears had been charged for use.

"Hmm... it seems you need a touch of reconditioning." Ralnor returned to the chair in the middle of the dungeon, taking a seat. "Go ahead and have your fun." The prince said to the guard. "He'll talk sooner or later."

The guard nodded, and with a wag of his reptilian tail, shocked Kahli.

The Waku screamed at the top of his lungs.

~

Meanwhile, in the blink of an eye, and scaring the shit out of Zarazu, Skull Kid appeared suddenly in front of her as she was making her way slowly back to Hyrule. He wore Majora's Mask to amplify his powers; as while it held no demon, it still had dark magic that could be of use. Zizi came to him, worried out of her mind. She begged him to try and find Zarazu as fast as he could to bring her back to Zizi.

"Come with me. Now."

Grabbing her hand forcibly, he teleports her back through darkness to reach Zizi in the blink of an eye.

Zarazu was in the middle of reading while riding in a carriage through a town on the outskirts of Danjur. Business took a little longer than usual. The lord and lady of Danjur were having trouble trying to find new trade routes ever since a giant earthquake had shifted the tectonic plates.

As soon as Skull Kid appeared in front of her, the queen nearly jumped out of her skin. She was ready to call for Ba'puu who was flying nearby when she realized it was just Skull Kid. Before she could even ask what was going on, he teleported her to one of Zizi's greenhouses. The queen of Hyrule was looking a little pale in the face from the sudden magic, her stomach flip flopping terribly.

"...? I..." Zarazu bleched from feeling nauseous and tried to will away the feeling of sickness. "I assume... something is important?"

"Zizi. I found her." Skull Kid left to take the mask off. It was a useful tool, but it brought him great paranoia, as if he were to wear it for too long, he'd snap back to his wicked ways.

"Oh, thank the spirits!" Zizi rushed over to her sister, having been pacing back and forth the entire time. "You have to do something, please! Ralnor took Kahli to the dungeons!"

"...?! What?" Zarazu figured there would be any possible excuse to throw Kahli to the curb, but to put him in the dungeon was highly unlikely. The man wanted to stay here and live in peace. There was no way he would try to jeopardize this possibility. "Why?! What happened?!"

"He and Covarog were arguing and he threatened Covarog and they just dragged him away---"

"Okay, okay, calm down, calm down..."

Skull Kid tilted his head right before taking his mask off. He listened for a moment, his senses having been tuned up to unnatural levels. Turning to them, with those burning orange eyes on the Purple Heart, his next words held a terror for Zizi. "He's being tortured right now."

"He didn't do anything!" Zizi felt her heart sinking, knowing that Kahli was innocent. "Zarazu, I swear, I'm not trying to make you pick sides and I'm not trying to make you challenge your husband, just please, please believe me when I tell you this!"

"Zizi, I believe you, I believe you, just give me some time to sort this out." Zarazu assured her sister, putting her hands on Zizi's shoulders. "I doubt anyone even knows I'm back here yet. I'll put a stop to this, I promise, all right?"

Skull Kid leaned back in his chair. "You better hurry."

~

Kahli was crying, spitting up blood, and moaning in pure suffering. His hatred had been stamped out from all the pain. "S-stop. I beg you."

Covarog and Zarazu exchanged heated words. He was sure the Hasai was up to no good. She wanted peace between the two, not hatred. Arguing of her people forgiving Ganondorf, Covarog insisted this was different and Zarazu demanded the reasoning of why. Revenge was revenge, plain and simple in Zarazu's book. Covarog wanted to see the Hasai wiped off the face of the earth for what they did to Kanisa. Zarazu countered that she felt the same way about Ganondorf and his kin before she met him. The two were debating for nearly an hour before Covarog finally relented, letting Zarazu go into the dungeon. The king followed behind his queen, and Zarazu felt her stomach lurch at the sight of Kahli. The queen was not going to let her sister into such a vile place, seeing her heart was pure with good intentions. This was a place of darkness, not for the faint of heart.

"Ralnor," Covarog's voice rang through the dungeon. "The queen demands an audience."

"Does the queen not see that I am working to get answers for the safety of our kingdom?" Ralnor jested. "She doesn't want to dirty her hands with this one, brother."

"I want an audience with Kahli. Now." Zarazu was leaving no room for argument. "This has gone far enough."

Kahli took a few briefs to try and catch his breath. Barely lifting his head up, his orange eyes burned with primal feelings. Fear, pain, hatred. "Help me."

"You honestly don't think I'm going to leave you alone with this filth?"

"I'm not asking, I'm ordering you as your queen." Zarazu's expression promised a stern lecture later, perhaps even a punishment. Pointing to the exit, she commanded. "Take your guards and leave. I'm not asking again or lest you'll be the one behind those bars."

"Hm... testy today, is she not, Covarog?" Ralnor walked to the door with his hands behind his back, clasped together. "Do let me know if you need anymore of my famous interrogation techniques."

Saying nothing, Covarog trailed behind his brother, the two of them heading to a conference room to talk. As soon as the men were gone, Zarazu yanked open the cell doors and started to undo the chains with the keys. Kahli was struggling to breath and needed serious medical attention.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I had no idea they would do this." Zarazu apologized softly as she carefully undid one arm and then the other. "I'm so sorry..."

As soon as his magic sealing bonds were off, he grabbed her weakly by the collar, flames burning out his mouth and cartelizing his lashings. Fire burned up the chamber in small sparks. He looked her deeply in the eyes, contemplating what he should do. "You let them do this to me. I just wanted to be left alone."

As soon as Kahli's fingers touched her, Zarazu's instincts were in overdrive. Before she thought, ice covered the entire dungeon and nipped at the Hasai's hand. She should have expected a reaction like this. He was hurt, scared, and felt alone in this kingdom. Trying to keep her cool was not easy.

"I stopped them from hurting you further. Do you think I would simply 'let' them do this? Do you truly think I am that kind of queen?" Zarazu questioned him with a stoic expression. "I argued on your behalf, for your sake and my sister's. Do you believe I want you to suffer for a past indiscretion that I know little of?"

Kahli's face burned fury at her. However, tears feel from his face. "He took the last piece of family I had left and destroyed it. My mothers locket Zarazu. You let me suffer by not taking action over your husband. I-" He slinks to his knees, his wounds overbearing him. "I want to have peace, but instead you only fuel my hatred more."

"... do you think I can control what he does, Kahli? If you do, you're sorely mistaken." Zarazu did not let the emotion she felt get the best of her. "Covarog has many faults, but he is my husband. I have to stand by him, but I do not have to agree with him. We argue and squabble like any other couple, however, the one thing I cannot do is control him." As Kahli slumped to the floor, the queen took a slow breath. "... if you only feel hatred it will eventually consume you. I hated Ganondorf and the Gerudos for what they did to my old home. Yet, if I had acted on that hatred, then I would not be where I am today." Slowly, Zarazu bent down onto her knees beside of the man. "I am sorry that Ralnor did this to you and that Covarog turned a blind eye... if you are truly so unhappy and so full of nothing but spite, I will arrange for you to leave Hyrule and live elsewhere with us far behind you."

"Then I will act not out of hatred, but self preservation." Standing up, every step burned as he took a step, melting the ice underneath so he would not slip. Grabbing his ruby and his dagger, he started walking away. "I'm going to see your sister. If I see your brother in law within 15 feet of me, I will kill him. If anyone ever again tries to hurt me due to my race, I will kill them. If you let your husband torture me again, I will kill everyone. Now leave me alone." With that he limps his way back to the plantations.

"I understand how you feel, Kahli.. Yet as a queen, I have an obligation to protect my family," Zarazu reminded him quietly as he started to exit the dungeons. "My friends, and my kingdom... I urge you not to act upon those feelings. I don't want to hurt you and I don't want to see my sister sad, however, I will do what I must."