Chapter 15: Fatality
Sheik's sword plummets through Luck's chest, and her mouth opens in a silent scream; struggling against Ganon's hold.
"Luck!" I scream, and reach out to her, but my hand drops. "Luck..."
Sheik's anger takes a turn for the worse, and he pulls out his sword quickly.
"You..." he grumbles at the Gerudo.
"You would use somebody like that?!" He screams in fury.
Ganon drops Luck, her eyes slowly fluttering to a close. As she hits the ground, I hear Sheik mumble,
"I'm sorry."
Ganondorf laughs, mocking our pitiful display. Sheik's fury is amplified, and I get to my feet. Both of my sisters, gone. I don't blame Luck at all, this was the job. She was following orders, and Ganon would have killed her otherwise.
"Why would you use someone like that?!" He hollers. "She dedicated her whole life to you!"
Ganon laughs even louder at this, clutching his belly. Sheik looks beyond mad at this point. He is furious. And I'm broken, a discarded toy left on the sidelines. Which is why I can pull off this next idea.
I grab the sword from Sheik's hand, using my critically acclaimed lightning speed and reactions. Ganon's eyes are lit with joy, chuckling, knowing he's won this battle against the pathetic weaklings. But I'm here to prove him wrong.
I twist around to face Ganon's back, and jump up so my head is on level with his. My left hands grip tightens around hilt, and I spin with all my force.
He has a thick neck, but the blade goes through halfway. I hear him scream, and my heart lights up at the thought.
When I land, I take a hop back the same time that the Gerudo's leg swings out to kick me. He turns to face me, clutching his bleeding neck. Sheik rams into Ganon with his whole body, giving me the chance I've been waiting for.
But my nonexistent right hand proves to be a disadvantage.
I hold the sword's hilt to the ground, so the blade is sticking up like a spike. Keeping it steady is the hard part. Ganon falls, and I position it to go through his heart. But this man has a different idea.
He lights his hands with black and violet, and holds them forward towards me. Ganon's body hits the ground.
The sword goes through the crack in his armor, and into the white scar tissue. He screams, and his hands wrap around my neck. I scream, and my vision flashes between black and white at the pain. It wracks through my body, and I let go of the sword, now grabbing at his hand. Ganon's voice finally fades, and I know he's dead.
His death grip is around my neck.
I grab and claw at it, but black dots invade my vision. My body falls limp, and soon I can't see anything. If I could've wished for any death, I'm
happy to have died so heroically.
Killing the King of Evil, but trapped under his body with his death grip around my neck. Yeah, it's not as bad as it seems.
A white light starts to glow beside me, and reach out my hand. It glows warmly in this dark world, and I stretch out to it, begging it to take me with it. I feel something wrap around my hand, and pulls me out.
Something rough around my neck snaps, and my body comes loose, flying into the white light. All that I need is that light. My body flies out, and I close my eyes. I'll see my sisters again.
And then I hit the ground.
What the hell?! I look around, and see dead Skull Kids, injured Sheikah, weak Zoras, and a dead Ganondorf. And a worried Sheik.
"Sheik?" I ask weakly, and cough now that I can breathe again.
His eyes flood with relief, and his arms wrap around me, pulling me into his chest.
"Karma..." He murmurs into my hair.
I wrap my arm around him, and take in the safety of his chest. He really did care.
"I didn't want to do it," I murmur into his chest. "After the ceremony, I decided that I wouldn't do it. I never wanted to," I silently cry.
"I know you didn't. I'm sorry about how I treated you," he whispers.
He pulls back, and then cups my cheeks. I look at him, his blood-splattered clothes, his bruises and rips in his clothing... I don't think he could be more handsome.
From the looks of it, he's thinking the same about me.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull myself until his lips tenderly touch mine. His hands gently pull me closer to him, and I tighten my grip around him. Sheik and I stay that way, only stopping when we need air.
"Karma..." he murmurs, "I think I--"
"K-Karm-a..." A weak voice croaks.
Sheik and I both look away, and see a dead body lying not so far from Ganon's. It has matted red hair, and faded green eyes.
"Luck?" I mutter, and crawl over to her. When I actually see her, my breathing stops.
Beneath her wild hair and blood splatters, tears flow from her eyes to the ground below. Luck has never cried before.
"Karma..." She whispers again, through the blood clogging her throat. "I-I'm so sorry..."
"Luck, don't be sorry..."
She swallows, "No, I am. I... I tried to k-kill my own sister! And I killed the boy she loved instead," she whispers, and her tears flow faster as she struggles for breaths. "I didn't want t-to kill her, Karma! Ganon m-made me..." Luck cries. "Please, please, forgive me," she begs. "I'm so .sorry."
"Shhh..." I whisper, "I forgive you. I don't blame you."
"I'm sorry, Luck," Sheik says from beside me. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
She smiles a bit. "I know you didn't. So th-this is the guy, Karma?" Luck chuckles. I laugh a little.
"Yeah. This is the guy."
"Well..." She pauses, and coughs up some blood, "I approve."
"I thought you would," I whisper.
"I-I love you, Karma," Luck says, and my tears start to fall again. I hold her hand, and her eyes start fade. "But maybe, maybe... I can see Hope again in the afterlife... With Ralis. Th-That's why I'm not scared."
"You will, Luck," I reassure, "You will. And I love you too."
She laughs a little, and looks at me again.
"Maybe... Maybe I am just Bad Luck."
Her chest freezes, and her tears stop. She has a small smile on her face, and my tears fall like a river. I collapse onto her chest, and cry my heart out, screaming her name. My big sister has gone, and so has my little sister.
After who knows how long, I wipe them away, and gently kiss her forehead. Sheik rubs my back, and helps me up. I walk over to Hope, and see her laying on Ralis' chest, with her fingers intertwined with his. Even in their final moments, they loved each other so much.
Her blue eyes are widened in fear, and I gently place my hand on her forehead, and slide down to close her eyes. I look at Ralis, and do the same. I carefully kiss her forehead, and then his.
I whisper in their ears, "I approve. Goodbye, little sister. Goodbye, brother."
And that was it. The Second Hyrulian war, where family and love was torn apart.
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