The New Chronicles of Hyrule: Two Suns

"Ow, hey, that's my face!" The masculine voice was muffled slightly, though soon the reason for his difficulty was removed, as the slipper-clad foot that had been firmly planted on his face shifted instead to the top of his head. Tyras grimaced as his gold-laced brown hair was ruffled, bright blue eyes lifting to gaze at the girl balanced precariously on top of him. "You're not that light Kisa, hurry up!"

"Shut up, jerkface." Kisari glared down at her cousin with golden hues, shifting her feet awkwardly on his shoulder and head, before gripping the top of the fence and pulling herself over. The Gerudo girl landed with a thud and an 'oof' as all the air rushed out of her lungs. After a moment, she rolled over and pushed herself to her feet, brushing debris idly from her traditional Gerudo garb, which was a dark emerald green. Moving back to the fence, she looked down to find Tyras flat on his rear, glaring up at her. "Comfy?"

"Har har, very funny." Rolling his eyes, Tyras stood and moved back closer to the fence. His attempt to grasp the lower slats and pull himself up was in vain, earning a growl from the young prince. They were just out of reach. "Help me up."

"No. You stay down there. I'm gonna handle this myself." Completely ignoring her cousin's angry sputtering and demands that she go back and help him climb the fence, she turned and moved down the small set of stairs, into the antechamber of the Shadow Temple. She shuddered, but tried to ignore the chills that ran down her spine. This place always gave her the creeps. Moving to the left side of the large room, she rose up on her toes, reaching up and feeling around...

Her fingers located what she was looking for, and pressed; a small click preceded the grind of stone against stone, and a section of the wall swung inward. Kisa headed down the dark stretch of hallway, one hand trailing against the wall so she wouldn't lose her way. Just a few yards in, she ran smack into another stone door. Leaning closer to the door, she pressed her ear to it, listening for voices within.

"..to do?"

"..nothing.. can do."

"That's.. a lie.. know it."

Kisa frowned, then lightly banged against the door. All noise from within died, and Kisa banged again. "Come on you guys.. you can't stay in there forever."

There was the sound of shuffling on the other side of the door, before she heard a feminine voice, raised just enough to be heard clearly through the thick stone. "Maybe not, but I for one intend to try."

A soft growl fell from the Gerudo's lips, and she banged on the door once more, with both fists this time. "Kura, don't be so stubborn! He's your father, you have to speak to him."

"No.. we don't."

Kisa cursed luridly, and threw her weight against the door, only to fall into the room with a startled yelp as it abruptly swung open. Lifting herself up, she looked around, only to frown as she saw the room was empty, save for the light of a few candles. "Yanno, I really hate when you guys do that disappear-into-the-shadows thing. That's so not fair!"

"Kura!" Kisa looked up as she heard Tyras, the prince stopping in the doorway. His face fell as he looked around, and Kisa's heart went out to him. Tyras sighed, moving over to his cousin and helping her to stand. "They left again, I take it."

She simply nodded as she placed her hand in his, allowing him to pull her to her feet. She brushed herself off, then looked up at him with the faintest of smiles. "Always.. you know they take off when they want to avoid us."

"I know." Tyras sighed, draping his arm around Kisa's shoulders and guiding her out of the empty room.

"So how did you get up over the fence anyway?" Kisa looked up at him, arching a brow.

"..That's a bit complicated." He simply chuckled, shaking his head.

A set of crimson eyes watched from the shadows as they departed, then shifted to one side, meeting with violet hues. As their unwanted visitors departed, a sigh was heard, a quiet male voice filling the room. "She's right, you know.. we can't hide forever."

Those red eyes narrowed, accompanied by a low growl as the door swung shut. "..I know."

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Shuffling footsteps echoed in the semi-darkness, resounding within the walls that glowed with the eerie pattern of light reflected off water. As the cloaked figure approached the source of the light, it sighed, gazing upon the slowly revolving blue medallion that hovered just above its pedestal. One large hand gloved in black extended from the folds of the black cloak, reaching towards the Medallion, which sparked with a vibrant blue light in reaction to the proximity of the individual. Just as his fingers made to curl around the Medallion, a deep, guttural voice spoke up behind him.

"My lord." The figure turned around, looking upon the tall, dark figure clad in black armor. "We have him, just as you commanded."

That hooded head nodded, before his masculine voice emanated from the shadows of the hood. "Good. Bring him in."

A bruised, battered man with dark brown hair and brown eyes was dragged into the room and thrown to the stone floor, his gaze rising to the figure who approached and loomed over him. "Wh-who are you?"

The figure pushed back his hood, and grinned with a sort of sadistic glee as the man seemed to choke on his own scream, attempting to scramble away despite the fact that he was bound hand and foot. "I am your worst nightmare, little servant of Hyrule.. and you will beg to tell me what I wish to know before I am done with you..."

He began screaming even before the cloaked man touched him.