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The Legend of Zelda: Rise of Darkness [PG -13]

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OOC: Isn't it strange how... 8 posts back, I sent a soldger to force them out of the house.... and they're still there.

IC:

Mosquett blinked as rain made it's way into his eyes, he liked the rain but there was something about this rain that made it seem unhealthy. Holding the princess in his arms he watched as his Zorian ((oooo Zorian)) traveling compainion talked to the princess, it seemed that he was fond of her, but Mosquett was not willing to let her go.. not to him, she had a diffrent destany and he wasn't going to meddle in it. He cleared his thoat and ran a hand over the Princess's imaculate face, "Dearest Princess... you must sleep... there are many one-long runs we must travel when the sun returns."

"One-... long runs...." the Princess began but soon found herself drifting into a sleep she could not fight.

Mosquett smiled then sighed, true he spoke in the old ways, but being old enough to remember the original hero of time had that affect on a person. ((I'm assuming that it was a little over a hundred years ago....)) He turned his attencion to the Zora, "Mizujin... there is dark power at work..." he smiled as he rememberd the havoc he caused when he was in his prime, "I beleive I can clean your water Mizujin... but for that I need to ask a favor of you...." He waited for a moment trying to find the words, "I need you to keep your cool for a while, I don't know what the king is capable of but he made sure that I wasn't fed for years..." An idea struck him then, "Mizujin... could you be so kind as to... aquire some fish...? I hear that you Zorians are good at that."

He then heard the Soldgers allingt o eachother about him, "If you do... I'll tell you why they evacuated the city..."

OOC: I wonder when we will meet the others....
 
OoC: Well I was going to send out people over to the eastern gate. Oh well though, I'll go learn a lesson. (Mizujin isn't a good fisher, but this will teach him that when others need it, he can really put his mind to it)

IC: "You can clean my water? That's great!" Mizujin said with a triumphant smile, "But why are you so scared of the King? I obviously know he's corrupt, but is he really that bad?" Mizujin seemed almost surprised that this fearless looking man was somewhat afraid of this King.

"And also, I'll try to get the fish, but I'm not promising I'll come back with something big...or anything at all."

Mizujin traveled off knowing that a small pond was up ahead. He left Mosquett and Zelda to do as they pleased, and when he arrived at the grove he dipped his hands in the water and splashed his face. It was dirty from the cell and the sewers only a few hours ago. As he stared at his reflection, he thought about how much he had grown in such a short amount of time.

Mizujin began his fishing session shortly after washing up. He took his axe and took the pointed tip at the end and stabbed it into the water. (His axe has a small sharp dagger thing at the top, used for fishing specifically)
 
OCC: l Using my dad's laptop. Post will be sorta short. I'll be home tomorrow though. =]

IC: Dara watched all the males retreat back into the stable. An eerie feeling of lonliness swept over her. She shuddered for a moment, the thought of a madman creeped her out even more than she was already was. Walking over to the bed, she grimaced a bit. The thought of sleeping in someone else's bed made her a little nervous. Not that it was a bad thing, though. She undressed and climbed into bed. With a short yawn, she rested her head upon the pillow. The bed was much more comfortable than she thought it to be. Stretching out, she tried to fall asleep. With her body cozy and warm, she began to sleep.

OCC: Sorry it's so short and boring. D:
 
Dark watched as everyone searched for a comfortable place to rest for the rest of the night.
Alex was away swiftly, in the other room, he heard Dara moving into his bed. It felt wierd. For the first time in years he had someone visiting him, and it was a whole group at once. He leaned against the wooden door leading to his living space, feeling how the iron bar in the middle poked his back through his shirt. Even though he had felt really tired earlier, all the tiredness had moved away now. He was feeling to uncomfortable with this new situation. Last time he had slept with more than one people in a room was when he was still in the orphanage. He held very few precious memories from those days. But in many ways they had made him who he was now. A reserved boy with those he didn't trust, roaming the streets all day (he knew almost every roof or crack in the wall of this quarter) and feeling akward to let out the secrets of his past life. He unconsiously clenched his right fist, feeling how the fabric folded between his fingers. Secrets of his past life, huh? Like he knew that many of his past life.
The questions Dara had asked him earlier returned to him. He didn't know why he had recieved the golden triangle and certainly not why only the middle triangle lit up. As far as he knew by the songs he had heard from the Gerudo woman there were only three triangles: Wisdom, Power and probably the most know one, Courage. The hero of legends had been blessed with this strength. As it guided and even saved him. Dark though more of it as a curse. Up to now it hadn't really served him, and Dark never thought of himself as a hero. Never.
He slid down the door, hurting his back while sliding over the iron bar. He had forgotten about it.
Sitting on the sand floor, he unwrapped his hand. In the scarce light of the candle's flame it looked normal again. The triangles of the actual triforce were a shade lighter than his own skincolour. The one in the middle on the other hand was a shade darker then his skin colour. Surrounded by the lighter triangles it seemed even darker.
He laid his hands on his knees and leaned against the door. Staring at the invisible ceiling, he told himself he had to apologise for his behaviour to Dara. He shouldn't have pulled his hand away like that.
 
OOC: Saba, do you think they are even reading our posts?


IC:

Mosquett blinked at the Zorian as he left, "I never stated...." he sighed, "think what you please Zorian. he then proceded to place the princess on the floor so that he could inspect her and make sure nothing had happend to her. She was beautiful no doubt, just like her mother, he chucked remembering the woman who had caused him so much trouble. "Let's hope you do not do as she did my dear..." he whispered and placed a light kiss on the Princess's forhead, with that kiss he drained her of very little life force, a few hours no more, and with that he felt streanght fill him. yet... he still needed more. "if that Zorian doesn't..." he stoped for the rain did. "Strange... I never told it to-!" A sudden thunderclap and a ray of lightning strikes him square in the chest.

He fell backward his long hair falling with him like the wings of the Raven that squawked in the distance. At that moment the Goddess Din apeared before his eyes, (everybody react with Awe!) She smiled sweetly to him, "Mosquett.. there are many that you must find... evils that only you can vanquise... My darling... you must regain your strength...." With that she kissed him and Mosquett felt all the strength that was denied him return.

He awoke and found himself levitating in a standing position, "Looks like the most feared man in all of Hyrule.... is back..." he whispered then let loose an evil cackle that woke the princess and startled a few viligers who instantly recocnized him.

"IT'S MOSQUETT! HE'S OUTSIDE THE CITY!" Someone shouted right before they were silenced forever.

Mosquett used his control over the elements to bring down a feirce rain that covered him and the Princess from view, the rain was so feirce that not even a person who lived under water would not be able to see past there own nose, Thankfully Mosquett never needed to see. he found the Princess, picked her up, wrapped her in his cloke, and made his way to the pond where his Zorian companion had gone to fish. Mosquett whispered into the Zorian's ear in a sudective yet threatening manner, "Get up!"
 
The rain was still beating outside the window pane of Dark's house. Dara's sleeping habit was becoming uneasy and restless. Tossing in the bed, she tried to find a comfortable place to relax. Her anxiousness was becoming the best of her, though. She wasn't sure why she felt anxious, but she did. Climbing out of the bed and walking towards the chair where her clothes lay, she redressed herself. A small, but moderarelty sized shard of glass was on the floor. Dara picked it up, and examined herself in the reflextion. Even though her appearance would be altered due to the rain, she still at least wanted to look approachable when she left out. She slid on her shoes, and exited Dark's home. Not wanting to bother the men resting, she figured it would be best not to check up on them.

"Wow. The rain is really heavy tonight." Dara whispered, shuddering as a swift breeze caught her off guard.

She began to wander around the "ghetto" like area aimlessly for at least 20 minutes. Everyone was snuggled in bed, sleeping peacefully. Unbeknowst to Dara, she was being stalked. As she continued strolling around, as her stalker followed it. A foot step caused Dara to jump up in the air.

"Who.. who is there?" She called out into the night.

There was no answer. Feeling scared, she picked up her walking pace. Dara figured it was just the wind or maybe a stray animal. She swallowed hard, and continued walking. The foot steps became louder, and in more quantity. Trying to walk faster, Dara attempted to get away from whatever was following her. Much to her dismay, she lost her footing on a pot hole. She slipped and crashed down on the cobblestone.

"Ow.." Dara muttered, rubbing the back of her leg. A little blood was dripping down the side, for when she fell, she scrapped her leg.

"Isn't she a pretty one?" A voice asked.

Dara turned around on the spot. Four shadows had surrounded her, all grinning at her on the ground. Before she could even scream, one of the shadows grabbed her up from the ground. He clamped a hand over her mouth so she couldn't scream. Another shadow stood infront of her, preventing her from any means of escape. The other two just stood by and laughed as the girl squirmed in the arms or someone she did not know.

"Well well. We certainly got a catch tonight." Her abducter spoke.

The other three agreed, laughing as she continued to flail around. Dara was terrfied at what they might do, and who they even were. It was far too dark to even see what their faces appeared like. Trying to break free of the man's grip was making her become weaker than she already was. She couldn't speak to them, and trying to kick them was out of the question.

"All right girl." The man threw her on the ground.

Dara tried to recollect herself, but it was no use. Another one of the men picked her up and binded her together with a rope. Tears streamed down her eyes as she was tied up. The men just meerly laughed at her. The man carried her outside of the gates, and threw her down into the mud. For a moment, nothing was said. The rain was still beating down upon her body, shielding her tears.

"Now listen," One of the men spoke. His voice was deeper than the other three. "You're never to enter this city again. If you do," He paused. A wide smile stretched across his face. His eyes twinkled with evil and corruptiveness. "The consequences would be grim."

He forced her to look at him. She could never forget the appearance of his eyes. They burnt with fire and evil. Dara's heart burned with disgust as she stared into his eyes. His friends were standing nearby, but Dara couldn't make out what they were doing. Her gaze was fixed on the man who tied her up. She began to regret ever leaving Dark's home in the first place.

"Come on! We need to get back!" One of the men called.

With one final laugh, they all left. Dara was left in the rain, tied up and her mouth taped so she could not scream. She attempted to look around to see if anyone was around. All she was by was a lake. The rain was far to powerful for her eyes to make out anyone in the distance.

"This isn't good.." She thought, crying harder.

OCC: Is that better? I made my chara near you guys. 83 I hope I didn't make this too depressing or creepy. XD
 
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Oc: no, no, it's very good. =O

Slowly Dark opened his eyes. Completely desorientated, he looked around. The night had advanced further and the darkness was complete, even the candle standing next to him had burnt up. Upon straigtening his neck an awkward pain shot through it. He laid his right hand on his neck. He must have doozed off. He saw no point in sitting next to the door when he could find a better place to lay down. He stood up and stretched himself. He could feel the bones of his spine crack as he did so. He must have slept really wierd for them do do so. He grinned softly and opened to door to his actual living space, quietly for he did not wanted to wake Dara. He walked towards a small box in the corner and grabbed an apple. It was late in the season and they were far from being excellent. But if you wer hungry and thirsty, everything tasted well.
He slowly walked towards the small window next to the frontdoor. His face was lit by silver moonlight that vanished very soon behind the clouds.It was still raining, but Dark felt it was growing less stronger. The ticking of the raindrops on the roof had become less continous. There were now two possibilities: or the rain would stop, or it would regain its strenght. Dark hoped for the first one. He didn't want to be locked in all day tomorrow. Surely not with all those people in his house.
When he turned away from the window he noticed something strange. The bar locking the door was open. Asured that he had locked the door earlier this night, he put it back in the iron holder in the wall. This was odd...A sudden chill rushed through his body. No one would have come in, would they? Dark frowned as he looked back into the dark room. It was highly impossible that anyone would come into his house, as their was nothing of any value. He twitched his ears. Something was missing. It took a while before he realised that there was no breathing in this room except his own. When he was in the other room he could clearly distinguish Alex' and Rael's heavy breathing. Even the Korok could be heard. He rushed towards the bed and removed the sheets, reluctantly, as he was still somewhere hoping that she'd still be there. But the bed was empty. "DARA?" He asked, not too loud for not waking up the other boys. But there was no anwer coming back. He grit his teeth and threw the sheets back on the bed. He rushed towards the other room and shouted: "WAKE UP! SHE'S GONE! WAKE UP YOU, GUYS!"
Who knew how long it had been since she had left his home?
 
Alex rolled over and he layed on his back now. "What an akward angle to sleep. Straw covering my head." ,except for a hole near his mouth, he muttered. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and stretched out his arms hearing a few bones pop. He stood up and swiftly picked his bow from the small wooden poles that held the saddle, if one had been there, and slipped it on his shoulder. He picked the quiver of the ground and slipped it over his left shoulder. He looked at Dark, the sleep lifting from his eyes and serious entering them. "Dark. Calm down. I can track. It wont be well, we might get the trail going cold but other then that I might be able to get some leads..... If she was taken.... Could you think of anyplace they could take her?" He said trying to keep calm. He started pacing, and thinking of different solutions. "It wouldn't be around here. Or anywhere close around here.... I'd be to simple....." He said and started pacing faster.
 
Rael woke up instantly to the words "she's gone". He grew worried and stood up quickly. He thought for sure that he would be able to hear if anyone tried to enter or leave. He must of been more tired the he thought. Rael didn't want to wait on Dark or Alex to find a trail. What if something terrible was happening to her right now? He shook his head, trying to get all the pessimistic thoughts out of his brain. Rael quickly ran out of Dark's house, noticing that there was some foot prints imprinted on to mud. Careful to not ruin the trail of foot prints, Rael followed them, hoping to find her quickly. He ran around with no luck at all. The two foot prints soon turned to multiple ones. This worried him to death as he was hoping to find her. He tried to follow the multiple foot prints, but most of them were washed away. He cursed loudly as he continued to look for her. What seemed like hours, Rael found himself at the gates that allowed people to enter and leave the area. He didn't think she would be around this area, but he still had to look around.

Rael found himself in front of a small lake. He sighed and cursed at himself as he dragged his feet along the mud. He tripped over something and fell hard onto the mud.

"Greeeat." He said loudly as he sat up.

He looked behind him and noticed the tied up Dara. He felt happy, angry, and worried all at the same time. She was right there in the flesh! Looking perfectly fine! Despite the fact that she was tied up and all dirty from the mud. Rael quick untied her and her mouth. He held her very close to his chest. Who knows how long she had been out there in the freezing rain, she could get very sick from it.

"Dara, are you ok?" He asked, still holding her tightly.

He knew that he was going to get the good old lecture from Dark or Alex, maybe even both, for leaving them behind to find Dara. But he didn't care, as long as she was alright. That was all he cared about. Was her.
 
Wet to the bone Dark cursed the water falling from the black sky. If he looked up his face was immediately drenched in water. If Dark didn't know he was in the middle of Hyrule Town, he would have sworn that he was somewhere at sea fighting a storm. And what was even worse, all trails would soon be washed away by the piercing rain. The once sandy streets were now covered in a thick layer of mud. Dark's sandals sunk at least 3 cms before finding any grip. Dark cursed even more when he saw Rael's shadow disappearing behind the curtain of water. "WAAI.." He wanted to shout, but the noice of the rain hammering on the houses surrouding them was too loud to overcome. He let his arms hang next to his body, he hoped that everythign would be alright for both of them. Alex was bended over to the mud, seemingly researching the footprints thoroughly. Dark saw his mouth move, but was unable to understand him. Then a flashing light broke the sky in two, followed immediately by a thunder that made Dark press his hands agains both his ears. "That's a nice gift" he groaned. We rushed towards Alex. Tapping the boy on his shoulder, he tried to tell him that they needed to go after Rael. It would be worse if they all got separated. Rael knew nothing of this place, he could get lost very easily. Dark hadn't finished his explanation yet, or another bolt of lightning struck the clouds above them. It was very dangerous outside, but they didn't have a choice. After all, the guardians would not come further with this kind of weather. Dark couldn't disagree with them, no matter how much he hated the monsters of the castle.
 
Dara's heart raced as she noticed someone approaching her. She tried to wiggle around, but she was bound together too tightly to move. The rain prevented her from looking straight at the person, which made her even more scared than she already was. She attempted to yell, but it only came out as the sound someone makes when peanut butter is stuck to the roof of her mouth.

Before long, however, she felt the ropes fall beneach her shoulders and the tape removed from her mouth. She was finally free to move around and speak once more. It was one of the most exciting feelings, knowing she was safe now. Dara looked at the man who had saved her. It was.. Rael! Her heart began to thump with anticipation.

"Rael!" She cried, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The warmth from his body made everything seem to go away. She stared into his eyes deeply, not blinking or anything. He stared back at her, a stern look in his eyes. Dara was thankful he had came to actually save her. This was all worth being captured!

As they continued staring, Dara felt her body being whisked away. Now, she was in the arms of a man she had never seen before. He removed the excess rope Rael had forgotten to remove, and held Dara close to his chest. Her face flushed with embarrassment. His black hair was in his eyes, but she could still see his mouth. The sword he carried as large and powerful looking; she wondered who or what had made it. Then, he spoke her name.

"Who're you..?" Dara asked, still embarrassed as she was being held.

The rain parted from them as they stood there. She was being held too tight to look over at Rael. Dara wasn't sure whether to break away, or be kind and remain there.
 
Rael saw the man holding Dara very close, which made him very pissed off and grow protective. Rael pulled at his sword, as if he was going to attack this unknown man. But Rael was afraid of what this man was capable of doing, he didn't want Dara to get injure or taken away again. He heard something being mumbled to Dara, but he had no idea what it was. He instantly pulled Dara away and held her close again. This time, he made sure that this unknown man couldn't get his hands on her. Rael slowly began to step back, thinking of a way to get to Dark and Alex again. Knowing that they were probably wondering around the streets though, which made Rael feel a little guilty for leaving them behind. He examined this man, to see how big of a threat he might possibly be. This man made Rael feel very uncomfortable, and he couldn't trust him at all.

"Dara.. Are you ok? What'd he say to you?" He whispered, a little nervous.
 
Dark fled for the rain, through the small allyway that was his homestreet. He tried to stay as close to the houses as possible, not that it was possible to get any wetter. His shirt was glued to his skin, and it felt very unpleasant. Dark sneezed. If he wasn't careful he would catch a cold sooner or later. Dark came at the end of the ally and had reached a a more broad street. It wasn't a lane or something, but it was a decent street. Dark shook his head why he was thinking about what kind of street it was. At one side it would got to the center of town, but there were the guardians of the castle. Dark was sure of it that they wouldn't go that way, not after their run. On the other side, though, was a small gate wich let out of the citywalls. It was very old and barely guarded at this time of the night. Dark inhaled deeply. There was a reason why he never took that gate to leave town. There, in the vast Hyrule Field, were enough monsters that could kill an unarmed man. Yet, Rael was armed and he had Alex, who had now reached Dark and was looking left and right. He seemed to think the same as Dark. The purple-haired boy sighed and rushed towards the gate. His companion followed him very closely. His thoughts were correct: the gate was left unclosed. He pushed the door more open and looked outside. The green field had turned into a swamp. The water of the lake nearby had probably needed to find new ways to float. Dark groaned but rushed into the Darkness, wondering if he would find his friends or not.
 
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OOC: And we will live together... Until the 12th of never! I just... have that song stuck in my head so bad!

And I'm an idiot... In an attempt to fix... I made it worse..... hm..... I will... I don't know what I'll do... so...... HDP! So... for those who shall be confused.... I accidently deleted my last post... so the post that tells that Mosquett had a hold on Dara.... has gone... forever..... the computer's here have deepfreeze... so I ain't gettin' it back. For that I am now super Pissed! so..... sorry in advanced.


IC:

Mosquett ran a long tongue over his dry lips, "Rael.... if you value your life... you must come with me." he ordered his fingers curling around Penetrator (for those who do not remember, that is his sword), "I have seen many things in my time Rael... and what I see now... brings a light to my heart that I have long not felt.... I shall offer you my protection.... for now."

He considered what he had just said, "On second thought..." he smiled, it had been so long since he spared with anyone, "Let's see if you can beat me!" He parted the sky with a wave of his hand, The cloud's swirled and the rain seiced the sun blazed in the sky as though the rain had never been, "Beat me... and I shall offer the protection that you can not find outside the sacrid realm..." he chuckled evily knowing full well that this boy did not have the streanght to defeat him, for not even the great Hero of time stood a chance against the one they called, Emperor of Misory.

Mosquett smiled as he remembered the days before he was locked up, how sweet they had been, everyone feared him, as they still did, everyone longed for his mersy, which he did not give, millions died at his feet and he never had to lift a finger... simply order them to die. With that in his mind he let out an evil cackle and faced the boy, "So.... what do you say boy? Will you fight me.... or die before me?"
 
oc: that's okay, JBC. =) We remember how it was. But for your information, it's still night. :O Around 3 o' clock or something. ^^"

ic: Dark helt halt when the rain suddenly vanished. It if it had never rained this night. The now visible sky was filled with twinkling stars. Here and there you could even find constellations of this season. If Dark wasn't still wet to the bone he would have declared everyone who said him it had rained, completely insane. The strands of his long purple hair kept dripping and the ground that could not take any more water was flooded. At times like this, Dark wished he could affort decent boots.
The silver light of the moon reflected on the thousand puddles and drops. It was truely a magnificent sight to behold. He whiped his face with his t-shirt. Not that it helped, though...
But now in the moonfilled night, Dark could see what was going on. Not too far from where he was standing he saw two figures standing. No, three. The third one was sitting on the ground. But the other two held something that shone in the moonlight. Dark tried to pierce through the night, he narrowed his eyes and saw by his astonishement they were holding swords. Were they planning to fight?
 
Dara felt her body being torn away, once again. This time, she was familar with the touch. His smell was the same as it was when she first met him. It was Rael. Her heart began to beat in her chest as she became embarrassed and nervous. She was thankful the rain was causing one's sight to be distorted, for she was blushing insanely.

She heard him whisper into her ear, and almost melted. With some needed courage added, she replied back to him. "I'm okay Rael. He didn't say anything worth mentioning."

Hiding her face in his chest, she wanted all this to end. Her friends were no where in site, and someone new had appeared, and had known her name. She wasn't sure how or why, and worried who he might be. He didn't seem like he would hurt someone. He DID help her get the remaining rope off of her body. Still, a little bit of hostility was there. She wondered if Rael felt the same way too, seeing as how he had drawn his sword towards meeting the man.

Then, they both heard his challenge. The rain ceased, and everything became quiet. Dara shivered as the eerie feeling of silence rushed over. Everyone but Mosquett was wet with the rain water. Dara's eyes widened as she watched him distort the reality. He drew his sword, which was by far larger than Rael's. Dara gripped Rael's arm tighter.

"Are you sure you want to go through with this? This man looks incredibly strong. I don't even know who he is, and neither do you! You could hurt.. or worse.." Her voice trailed off as if disappearing with the rain itself.
 
Rael didn't know what to do. There was no way he could win, he hadn't really even fought anyone before. Now he was to fight someone who could control the weather? His heart beat went faster as he grew more nervous. He could run away, but then what would Dara think of him? And what if this man tried anything? Rael just pulled Dara closer, just wanting all the horrible things to just go away and end. He looked up at this creepy man and knew he had to try to find some other solution.

"I can't do anything else? Why do you even want to fight?" Rael only pulled out his sword because it was on instinct, he wanted to protect Dara and he thought it was the only way. Now he was slowly regretting even owning a sword. "Obviously I am not threat to you, so why bother killing me? Can't you just let Dara and I go?"

Rael had the feeling that this wouldn't work. This man made him feel very uncomfortable, he felt so hostile towards this person, he hated this. He knew he would loose the fight if he even accepted the challenge. Rael never fought anyone because no one had ever been an actual threat to him like this person was.

"Dara, stay close to me, ok?" He whispered in her ear, running his fingers through her wet hair.
 
Oc: oh la... And I start wondering what I should let Dark do. ^^"
Slash_Vorlex, when you read this, I hope you don't mind I don't mention you anymore... Since I don't know how you would react. ^^" But I suppose you're still near Dark?

IC: From where he stood, Dark could see the blades shine in the moonlight. Because he was unarmed, he slowly crept closer. Being trained in sneaking in silence, almost as a ghost, by his thieving work, Dark could approach close enought so see who was standing there. The shortest one, was to his relief, Dara. Wet like everyone and everything else, but she seemed unharmed. He sighed a little. It was nice to know she was okay. The second one was Rael. Dark smiled a little. That man must have a nose to find Dara. He went straight towards her. Dark could see his fist was clenched around the swords hild. From where he was hiding (behind some small bushes), Dark noticed that Rael's expression was all but easy. He must have felt very uncomfortable with the third man's presence. Dark gasped as he saw the unknown man's sword. The blade had almost the same lenght as the wielder, who was -strangly enough- completely dry. In his long, black hair, there was no single drop to be found. Dark frowned. This was very odd. He grew suspicious of this man. Dark compared him to Rael, and concluded that Rael would be in a huge disadvantage. He was no expert, but if Rael wasn't an exellent swordsman, it would be hard to resist the huge blade.
 
OOC: It's so interesting that no one reacted to the fact that Mosquett knew your names. LOL!

Mosquett cackled so loudly that a nearby tree shook causing a pile of leaves to fall on both the Princess Zelda and The Zorian he had left Guarding her. Mosquett waved his sword for a moment before he stabbed it into the ground in front of him. "You are but a boy Rael..." He dropped to his knees and chuckled deep, "I expected no more from you. You are... exactly as I had expected." With that he stood and waved a hand to the pile of leaves. The leaves fluttered then jumped back onto the tree that they had come from, "Princess... come!" he ordered, yet the order was so gentle that it might as well have come from a father.

The Princess Stood, her night gown drenched by rain her body shivering despite the lack of wind, "Yes... my knight..." she whispered and walked ever so gracefully over to him. her long hair flowed behind her, the moonlight shining off of it giving her the look of the goddess that had returned Mosquett's powers to him. She took his outstretched hand, his hand was warm and it granted Zelda the comfort that she was needing. She turned to the group before her, curtsied as best she could and said, "Good evening, I am the Princess Zelda. This is... my Guardian Mosquett."

Mosquett smiled reviling teeth so perfect that they could not possibly be real, "They are the ones that will help us save your kingdom dear Princess." He said then added as an after thought, "Sorry for chalanging you Rael, I knew of no other way to see if it was truly you." he looked to the two who stood at a distance, "Dark... I suggest you come as well." He raised his hand causing a blast of wind to Toss poor Dark over. Unfortunately, lack of practice had left Mosquett sloppy and he was not able to let Dark down as gently as he would normally have, instead the purple haired youth fell at Mosquett's feet in an ungracefully heap and it took all of Mosquett's will power to keep from laughing. "So sorry..." he chuckled covering his mouth.

The princess covered her mouth with both hands, "Are you alright?" she asked worried about him, yet Mosquett did not allow her to go over and check him.

OOC: We all together now! sept for the Zorian!
 
Dark cringed as his body hit the ground. With his face in the cold mud, he could only see the feet of the men that had called him with the forces of mud. He hated the man already. And if he hadn't heard a female squeek he would have yelled at the man, no matter how strong that knight was.
He krept up, still sitting in the mud. He whiped his face with his still drenched shirt,cleaning his face as much as possible. Now he stood up completely, his body covered in mud and dirt. With his deep-purple eyes he glared to the stranger. Just a dimmed 'sorry' wouldn't work. He caught a quick glimpse of the lady who yelled. Her blond hair stuck to her face because of the rain. Her blue eyes were filled with worry about him, but they softenend when she saw he was okay. By the look of her clothes, she was from a wealthy family, but Dark had never seen her before...
 
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