The Ebony Portal and the Colossus Arm [Skyreach Dungeon]

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    Meryem Ihsad sat over her cushion. She molested her crystal ball softly. Yes, it was just like in her dreams. The children of legend would be born this day. As they made their move in her mind's eye, she smiled warmly as fate began to fall together as cogs in a great machine. The Order would be pleased to know that she wasn't horseshitting them.

    As their cage fell open, Gor Briggs flew down to the floor. He landed face-first in a heap, buried under his massive backpack. Lucia fell next, softly on to tuft of the pack. She signaled to the others that it was safe to jump from the hatch. Not far from the mechanism stood a large box. Mind, it wasn't the prettiest box. It did seem full of loot nonetheless.

    There was a creak as Lucia wedged open the lid of the crate. While Lucia was expecting something that might really interest monsters, like jewels or ordinary contraband, she'd found something a little different. The box was filled with explosives. Not much they could actually use, given the circumstances. However, there were a few bags that they might be able to easily carry. They weren't labeled very well, but there was a symbol of a little explosion on the side.

    There was a note with a riddle atop the pile of sacks. It was curious, even more so because of its specificity. It read:

    "Seldom are there many mares
    who deftly wish to take the stairs
    for those of you that rather won't
    throw this powder if you're stoned.
    "

    Lucia wrinkled her nose. Manaku. Regardless of the risks, she ran one of these bags to Julius. He seemed raring to get this expedition over with. In a way, Lucia was ready too. Mostly because they had to get to the roof before that Goron could stand up. The passage to the roof was just ahead. They had to strike before the striking got cold.

    They continued side-by-side into the new chamber. This wasn't an ordinary ladder. It was something different entirely. They had come to a wind tunnel. It was a series of devices in the floor that blew a powerful updraft to the roof. It would take a little careful navigating, but propelling to the top seemed like one of the easier things they had to do today. Somehow, it seemed the powder they had found may be connected to this. As Lucia noted to herself, staying at the center of such a focused stream would be difficult. She then knew the purpose of the powder.

    "The powder. . . is to control your position in the air! We need to boost up to the roof using the tapering walls!" she understood aloud.

    This did seem like some sort of rejected part of the dungeon. Oh well, not every trick was meant to work. After all, if there had been more fans, what good would they have been on the weighted Julius? Truly Julius had no fans. This much was certain. The two of them flipped through the air up the tower that tapered tighter as they went up. A toss or two of the powder would blast a small radius against the wall if they got too close to the outside of the stream. This was pretty scary for Lucia, but once she was high enough she had no choice but to try.

    The two of them landed on their feet on a gigantic rooftop. It was larger than four football fields. Atop this wooden disc was the rest of the tree-like structure. Massive branches scratching against the clouds like fingers. It was a sight to behold. Lucia wanted to look upon Hyrule off the side of this tower, but her instinct told her to turn around and look at what they had climbed so high to find. Something itched on the back of her head. It was that feeling one gets when they know someone is watching them but they are too afraid to turn and look. A horrible shiver came from this feeling and made her quiver from her hips down to her legs.

    It smelled of. . . mold. Lucia's heart raced. Julius was out of her perception as she held her hands to her head. But soon, she would have no choice but to turn and look. It was the monster at the end of the book. All but inevitable. Right on cue, the creature roared like a freight train. The rooftop exploded with a smashing noise like a thousand drums. There in the center. . . it was a figure with a mouth as large as its own body. The roar was more powerful than nature itself. The giant had bulky arms as a man would had he devoted his life to bodybuilding and bad tasting food. There came a tremor across the entire tree. It swayed to and fro with the lot of them on top. This had to be it, that massive thud was the cortex of the entire network of wood and roots.

    The air was sick with its rot. The mass of moss lurched forward. Foot after foot it tread toward the two heroes. Could it have been all part of this main body? The poison bogs, the roots, the moss? The foggy sky lit up with electricity. It had spotted them. Soon, its call would travel eons. The signal would reach Death Mountain, alerting the demons to the struggle. The clouds swiftly turned dark as long tendrils of purple lightning crawled out of the sky. The saturated air became cold as an alien feeling struck the two from the sight of this thing. Had all of this resulted from tampering with the Triforce? It was truly a terrifying power. The lump of amorphous cells staggered forward, near enough for the two to see it clearly. The slurry of moss stood over three men tall. Long fangs dotted its chest like massive stitches. Without a moment's hesitation it began to spew green acid from its purple maw.

    PARASITIC CLUSTER HYDRA
    MOLDERMAW
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    The beast had a gash across its torso as wide as its chest. It was with this gash, this fanged maw, that it roared such an intense and unusual roar.

    Suddenly, there was a gush forth from its maw; it was green, like the moss. Something told Julius he didn't want to be hit by it; that he would not, could not, become a servant of Ganon, even in death.

    He dodged to the side of the giant. One of its incredulously powerful arms swung down, trying ti crush him. The beast was at least thrice as tall as Julius; there was no way even he could hope to match its strength without sustaining what was certain to be, at the least, a perilous injury. He continued to strafe the best, leaping and bounding arounds its side. Its arm finally connected with the ground. It certainly seemed slow enough, he thought as he raced back to the hand. Within a second, he unleashed a Spin Attack, and tore into the monster's hide first.

    There was a degree of luck as well, however; he had, unknowingly, struck the other arm just as it was swooping in to grab him. It shook its hands in frustration, but it knew it would not be overcome by such weaklings.

    Julius bounded behind the creature and paid attention to its movements. It would be difficult for him to remain aware of both its arms -- he could sense the creature itself, but not its individual appendages. Julius readied an Ignition Charge as it lifted its arms again. Taking his feather into his hand, he began to run, before throwing the charge down,magnifying his jump by a great extent. With the already potent Roc's Feather decreasing his weight, he was almost afraid he'd jump over the goliath creature. He got halfway up its body -- ten, maybe thirteen feet! He had just sailed almost double his own height. They really could take this thing. Using what by now, as Captain of the Hyrule Guard, had to be his signature move, he sailed up another five feet, tearing into the monsters body yet again.

    As his Spin Attack finished tempo, he stabbed his blade inti the beast's back, wrenching into it with everything he had. He tried to hold on -- no, he was falling. His sword slipped from his grasp as easily as he had embedded it. Moments later, it would follow, above him, clattering to the wooden floor at least twenty yards away.

    Julius knew that Lucia could, most likely, handle the goliath on her own for a moment -- besides, as a response to the tearing of his back, it seemed to focus its wrath on Julius...

    It attempted to assail him with a barrage of grabs and strikes -- and, thankfully, he had a way of evading each one. With his feather and a charge in one hand, and his cape held in a now swordless arm, he bounded back almost twenty feet. For the giant, however, twenty feet was nothing for it to cover; and soon, it would be upon Julius once more.

    This game of cat and mouse would continue, until Julius hadn't seen one of its enormous hands coming from the left. It swept him up -- and, silently, Julius began to pray to Din for the strength to fight, Nayru for the wisdom and strategy which would be necessary in apprehending such a creature, and last but not least, Farore, to give him the reolve, the courage, to slay the beast. More verbally, however, he yelled out at Lucia to do whatever she could to rile it up. Most notably, however, were the clear instruction to strike where his Spin Attack had already broken its hide.
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    Lucia gulped as the fight broke out. Could she really trust to approach that thing? Lucia's hands shook. She would have to attack it to give Julius openings. Julius would need more openings to survive. . . so she had to attack. With her first trembling step she followed the dark outline of the tower's horizon with her eyes. Ever slowly toward the middle she stepped, cautious at first. Then a fury rose within her. Lucia trotted into battle almost as if on Julius' own command. He had shouted for her to strike where he'd ripped it in twain.

    She almost playfully approached and threw her weapon. She had to protect that man by any means. This was surely their destiny in the balance. Lucia almost enthusiastically bounded forward. The flaming missile that was the boomerang connected with the torn point. Lucia smiled as her feet skidded back on the roof. But then, Julius would see her feet fly back up off the surface. His faith in himself undoubtedly shaken. A long tendril of green extended past the armored titan. One of the halves had not been stunned in time and had elongated itself. Lucia was without armor or shield, and the beast knew she was the easy target here.

    The long spear of green. . . covered in teeth and thorns it lifted her. It lurched as her smile persisted for a second and then faded. She had cried for the Korok with purpose, for this kind of pain was immeasurable. The thorny tentacle collapsed under its own unbalanced position, dropping the impaled Kokiri hard onto the unbreakable monument. Lucia talked, then flickered grey. Oh, she slipped away.

    "Save yourself Julie. I see your faces, my friends. I'm coming home."

    Lucia's pale skin began to turn a dull green as the ivy collapsed and retracted around her. She knew she had forgotten just one good shield. Moldermaw lit brightly with harsh embers on the other side of him. It had been charred and stunned and sought to heal itself. After it had made a human popsicle of Lucia, it had a window to go on the defensive. But Lucia's corpse didn't stop twitching. As Julius looked back on her, a crushing wave of despair mouthed itself on Lucia's lips. A fierce song spouted from her throat like a ballad that should end the earth. The body crinkled together and then buckled outward. A mess of vines, jet-black and thorned grew around the green body as it propped itself up. The howl from the unhinged jaw hit a fever pitch as a siren would call for an execution. Off with his head.

    Chloroplastic Librarian Doppelganger
    LUCIA VERDE
    The cadaver stood up and cast aside all of the girl's worldly possessions. It drew many thorned weapons like whips from its body, and then belched a black tide of bloodied acid. While there was no longer a Lucia, her form remained. It took a combat stance. Julius would have to fight the shape of his child page, who was not leaving without a fight to the death. Lucia Verde lashed ropes made of razors with blinding finesse at the knightly guard. It began and by Ganon and by Vaati it was upon him.
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    Save yourself Julie.

    Those words echoed through his head and pierced his heart like an arrow. Something... changed inside of him. Something snapped; like Lucia's Boomerang bursting into flame, something animalistic burst from inside of himself.

    He was enraged. Angry. Angrier than he had ever been; not even Ganon or, heavens forbid, Din herself could quell the raging inferno that had built and been kindled inside of his mortal form.

    That wasn't Lucia any more. She had been infected by whatever that disgusting beast had spread, had poisoned Kokiri Forest with; and for that, it would die. It would die because it was of Ganon; it was of an evil that transcended their known realm, an evil that transcended time itself, Julius felt.

    He burst forth from the creature's weakened grasp, bring his blade to bear quicker, quicker, quicker upon the monster's mossy flesh; where it tried to regenerate, Julius had little difficulty tearing it apart, exposing the living green mass that flowed within its veins. He raised his sword once more.

    A vine from that... impostor caught the white sheen of his sword. He looked back at her; before immediately grasping the razor-edged vine and slinging her smaller form into that of Moldermaw. Her Boomerang... where had it gone? There. It was lying on the ground-- right where Lucia had been. He ran, sprinted, towards it, dead set upon retrieving it. He discarded his shield along his run, not caring whether it skittered or clattered to the ground. He dove towards it, knowing full-well that Lucia and Moldermaw were both already up and about again.

    A vine caught his ankle. His hand brushed the Boomerang, before slapping to the ground. He turned, blade already making short work of the vine; another caught his blade. He could do without it. He relinquished grasp of his blade, willing to lose it to the tide of darkness overtaking the once innocent woods; but, he had a much more valuable weapon in his possession now. Lucia's Boomerang. That would be all that he would need to finally end this forsaken fight; to destroy and demolish the colossus arm they stood upon.

    He caught the Boomerang, rolling over and onto his foot. His sword was already within the grasp of the vines; firmer than before. But it didn't matter. Whether he had to burn, tear, or crush these vines apart, he would end... all of this. All of this nightmare; all of this goddess-forsaken poison blighting the land of the Kokiri. The land that Lucia had died trying to protect.

    He threw the Boomerang, the fiery gust surrounding the projectile as it whirled around once, severing a handful of vines from Lucia Verde. He caught it as it came back, taking several steps forward. He threw it once more. It severed the vine that held his sword, even as the demonic wails of Lucia's voice pierced his ears. No, that's not her, he had to remind himself. That wasn't the Lucia that he had come to care for. He stopped to pick up his blade as the Boomerang continued to whirl in the air; there was a.. noise. He couldn't quite place it-- a deep inhalation, maybe? There was no time for pondering.

    His blade in hand and Boomerang in the other, he tossed the Boomerang at Moldermaw this time-- Lucia was already set aflame, embers smoldering as she screeched, panicked, and flailed about. For what good it did at imitating her more physical properties, it could never imitate Lucia as Julius knew her. It could never, would never, imitate her intellect and analytical ability. He stepped forward. Then again. He fell into a walking pace. Before he knew it, he was running.

    He caught the Boomerang as it came back, this time throwing it nearly point-blank at Lucia; try as she might to avoid that harsh, cleansing sensation of the fire kissing her body, she was already far too weak to make any form of evasive movements. She was, Julius knew it, already close to her end. Her real end, he solemnly reminded himself, tears falling from his eyes.

    An explosion suddenly rocked whatever platform they were on. Julius immediately dove, falling feet from Lucia's flailing vines. They pierced the gaps between his armor, cutting him, wounding him. He bled. He cried. But he didn't cry because of the blood; he cried because of what he knew he would have to do to Lucia. He knew that he would be the one to kill her. And that made him very sad.

    He stood to his feet, ignoring the pain from the lacerations shooting through his body. A quick Spin Attack rendered the vines tearing into his skin almost a moot point; and he faced her, eye to eye, for the first time since her transformation; since her possession.

    The blank, black iris there indicated that there was nothing of Lucia there anymore. He yelled, driving his blade deep through her chest; on and on it pierced, drawing out more green... bullshit, Julius told himself, as he drove the sword nearly hilt deep into the Kokiri's body. He withdrew his blade. The wound in her chest began to regenerate already, seeming to seal itself shut. "I wish I didn't have to do this. I'm sorry," he said, quietly, pain and remorse evident in his voice.

    A second later, her head was gone. There was nothing left for Julius to say after that. Not to himself. Not to whatever Lucia had become. A solemn sort of despair and depression engulfed his being, dousing whatever righteous, divine fury that had awoken in him earlier. No, he reminded himself. If I can't save her, then I have to save myself.

    Julius stood, tossing his helmet aside. He grasped his Backshift Cape, using it to wipe the tears from his eyes. He turned, facing Moldermaw. "It's you and me now, Agent of Ganon. One of us has to die, and it' not going to be a fucking Knight of Hyrule." Sadness, anger, and despair were all quite notable in his voice.

    All the beast had to offer as a response was a guttural, violent roar. Julius threw the Boomerang once, not caring where it hit, so long as it did. The beast drew another breath, before another burst filled the air. A projectile? All he would need was one second.

    He met the projectile head on, a fully charged Spin Attack colliding with the air current; to Julius' surprise, the Mirror Silver of his blade actually reflected the projectile back into the beast's hide.

    What a roar it let out. It was almost deafening; but, Julius could tell, that that had dealt far more damage than either his own blade or Lucia's Boomerang. He continued to approach, the Boomerang entering and leaving his hands too many times to count; his blade whirred and flashed, fending off vines coming from Nayru only knew where. He took three more steps.

    He stared into where eyes would have been on any other beast. Nothing stared back. Julius positioned himself into a Spin Attack, using his Roc's Feather to give himself a massive leap against the creature; his blade and the spiral of energy trailing his blade tore into the creature, masses of browning moss falling to the blackened wood of the tower. It let out a final death throe, an incredible sound echoing from where he now stood to the Great Deku Tree himself.

    He looked at the creature as it lay there, dying. Nothing graced his face. Not a grimace, not a smile, not even a frown. Julius' face remained blank and expressionless, just like Lucia's Infinite Novel. Speaking of Lucia's things... He headed over to the bag. Everything of hers-- the Spectacles she wore, her novel... the Pirate's Charm, too. Everything was in order... He was ready to go. The forest had been cleansed... hadn't it? Julius cast his gaze to the corpse of Moldermaw, and the body of Lucia.

    After securing her satchel and stowing the Boomerang within it, he went and examined the body of Lucia. There was no way that she was going to recover from losing her head. After making sure all activity from that... stuff... had ceased, he made his way down the steps and stairs, through the various grounds where they had slain terrifying foes and near countless enemies. He stopped at one particular area. Where the Great Fairy they had met earlier had been.

    She was dead now. There was so much pain, destruction, evil that came about as a result of Ganon's actions. As a result of his devious lust for power; where he would stop at nothing, no matter the loss of life, to fulfill and satiate his own animalistic desires.

    Julius vomited into the fountain. What had once been pure healing water was now... just water. He cast a glance at her body; it seemed that a trip to the Great Deku Tree would, once again, be in order.

    Two bodies in his possession now, he reached the bottom of the tree, where that evil ebony portal lay. As he stepped into it, he noticed that it didn't... hurt, this time. There was no harsh pain as he exited.

    He turned back, both bodies slung upon his shoulders, and watched as the tower fell apart. It was almost silent from this distance. Lucia had sacrificed everything to save her home. He would make sure that she, alongside the Great Fairy that had tended to and mended their wounds, would be made something of legends in the surroundings areas.

    He turned back without any words. There was almost no sound whatsoever now. The forest... It would take a long time to grow back, to heal from a catastrophe of this scale.

    But, like all living things, it would persevere this day.