@mightiestbanana sent: "none of that is true, and you know it!" THE BIG MISUNDERSTANDING Meme
The battle had been abrupt. The Seer, as the Yiga called him, had descended upon their group without mercy—but they were not without strength. They held power, Link's sword and Zelda's light, and they had numbers, and they could win—they would win.
It was why, when The Seer suddenly pulled back his creations, ceased his attacks, and smiled upon them, that Zelda knew something had gone terribly awry.
His laughter was a horrid, mocking sound, shaking his head as though he were entirely too amused. "Master Kohga—Lord Ganon is so very pleased. You make a rather competent spy."
"What?" Impa had been the first to react. Members of their party and the Yiga's began to shout over one another, hurling accusations and insults and threats, but The Seer only laughed and laughed and laughed.
"You may kill her," he finally said, his voice booming over the chaos. "Lord Ganon has offered the Princess as your reward. Go, my friend, take your revenge, enjoy it—"
You may kill her.
Zelda felt her skin grow cold.
"Don't you come near her!" Impa spat as Link's back suddenly filled Zelda's view, "You traitor! I knew we should have left you in that forest! I knew you were lying!"
"None of that is true, and you know it!" Master Khoga hurled back, but it did not seem to be toward Impa. He was speaking to Zelda. She felt his eyes upon her even through the mask, his voice echoing in her rampant thoughts.
Conversations by a fire.
A walk down a dirt path, blood dripping beneath his mask.
He came to them, he asked to help, he told them—
"No...Impa, Link, this is a trick—"
And there was the laughter again, sickening, patronizing. "Oh, Your Highness...did you think you'd made a friend?"
Zelda turned to look at The Seer over Link's shoulder, and for a moment, it nearly looked as though he pitied her. She felt her shoulder stiffen.
"Enough!" She called, a hand to her chest as she raised her voice, "The Yiga are under my protection, you will not—"
"Don't be stupid," The Seer snapped and sneered. "This is war, little girl. And it will not stop until you and that pig father of yours are dead. It is the only desire your Yiga Clan has possessed, long before our battles began. It was all they could speak of—they will hold you down, slit your throat, break your bones one by one, and cut you down into tiny pieces—that was always the plan."
His expression pulled back, calm and composed once more. "A bit gruesome, for my taste, but to each their own."
They will hold you down,
Zelda recalled hands that pinned her to the ground.
Slit your throat,
Fingers that dug into her skin, and she couldn't breath, couldn't move, could only see flashes of paint and mask, of blood red and bone white—
Cut you down into tiny pieces—
And she was trembling, and oh, her instructors had always said never to show fear, never weakness, but she was trembling and shaking and her eyes were wide with horror—
That was always the plan.
You stupid little girl.
"Oh, and, Master Khoga?" the Seer spoke with a smile in his voice. "Do have fun."
He was gone, as quickly as he had arrived, but Impa and Link did not move from their positions in front of Zelda, and her eyes, still wide and far away, trapped in a memory, did not leave the sight of Khoga and his red, white mask.
