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The purple echidna was seemed to be out and about that day. He needed some groceries for home. As he gathered them he noticed a dingo nearby that he’s never seen before.
He decided to confront him, and of course by doing something not so smart. He grabbed an apple from his bag and threw it at him.
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Ganon’s eye began to twitch. Was she serious? This couldn’t be happening. This pitiful excuse for a shadow that he has time and time again beaten down, that she has fled from, was now in HIS tower telling him to leave her be? The woman was a damned fool. Ganon took a small breath. “Very well, just stay out of my treasury.” The dark lord said as he gestured to a door down the corridor and began walking away.
Ganon why? Now she’s curious... And also not one to listen to orders.
The dark woman’s gaze followed his gesture, eyes locking on the door down the corridor. What’s in there? Why CAN’T she go in there? Why does he want her to stay out of there? Dare she defy him and go in thee anyway? Though bad things happen when you defy a Ganondorf. Her creator had dealt the worse to her, and just recently some other Ganondorf had left a terribly sore scar on her. Damn thing still hurt...
“I’m going to go in that room.” She boldly stated, beginning to make her way towards the door he had told her to NOT go in.
"Why are YOU of all people in my tower?" The dark lord Ganondorf asked with a partly amused, but mostly annoyed expression. She was one of the last people he expected to find here.
Pausing, the dark woman cast a side-glance of sort to the dark lord. She soon snarled and looked away, making a shooing motion with her hand.
“Exploring. Now, go away. Leave me alone.I’m... BUSY, exploring. This place is nothing like the one I know. It’s...” She shrugged and proceeded to walk off.
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Tanja watched the last of the customers leave out the front of the restaurant. It was her first night working at the famous Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria, a local food joint that employed Anthromorphs as entertainment. She was pretty excited to get started, if only just to see what it was like being inside the establishment after hours.
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Zea was sitting on a rock along the trail, horse having ran off some time ago so she just felt like giving up for the time being. Scrtahing her stump a bit the drow was watching the few passerbys, while while nursing one of her many gashes she has had in her lifetime.
That’s when the Goliath came into view, not something she saw every day but certainly quite interesting.
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The white scaled male garbed in dark leather stared at the warehouse, beginning his approach. He however halted on the path. “Laas yah nir..” He whispered out, his orange eyes gaining a faint blue glow. If there was anything around with a soul, he would be able to see the soul itself. He was making sure none would get the drop on him.
Inside of the warehouse had been dripping water, barrels filled with old water as well. This tall 4 floor warehouse looked completely empty. That is except for one thing. Or rather one Mobian. Someone was on the third floor of the warehouse. There were no stairs to the warehouse. The only way to travel was with climbing a rope. This ninja was idly pacing back and forth inside of the warehouse as if on lookout. No one else was there behind it.
Snow was informed right after Zhara found out from texting Mori. Even if they are gone now, he could still go there to try and figure out how to track wherever a search party went.
The warehouse was actually hard to find. The repeated scenery made it look like Snow was going in circles. But, after some twists and turns the moss and vine covered warehouse came into view. A haunting vibe seeped from it.
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Ganondorf…really had no idea why he was in the area. He was just walking, lost in his thoughts, when he heard a bunch of yelling, groaning, and cussing outside if the house. Having nothing better to do, he decided to just see what was going on. Lo and behold his surprise, seeing the bloody heroine shade. He simply stared at her wound, a look of annoyance visible on his face. "The version of me that created you truly was a fool. To make a creature of darkness, yet to give it a mortal’s body?! It’s apparent his reasons for your existence were for his own needs rather than combat. Shameful, goddesses forbid I follow in such depraved footsteps." He stated distastfully. He honestly hated the version of him that made this spiteful shade more than the shade herself. Normally Ganondorf would partake in tormenting her a bit. Here she was, gravely wounded, trapped in this wound with the only way out being jumping out the window or going through him. Neither of which she’d probably survive. But she was already wounded. And oddly enough, seeing her bleed like this infuriated him. He was angry at himself, more specifically the Ganondorf that created her in the first place. He was The Lord of evil, the king of theives, but the reasons he assumed this Ganon created her sickened him. He suddenly strode forward, and grabbed for her, trying to make her lie down. If he could manage to do so, he would place his left hand over the grevious wound, a dark aura forming around his hand as said aura would spread around her wounds. “Organs and flesh or not. You are still a creature of shadow, I can fix this.” He said to her. He was actually attempting to mend her wounds with his power over darkness. It worked on his dark link, he figured it could work on this brat as well. “And before you ask ‘why didn’t you just say so porkface?!’, would you have actually believed me if I said I was going to help you?” He said ahead of time.
An immortal in a mortal body. That’s what she was. Her Ganondorf wanted her to be hard to kill, hard to rid of so that she’d be a good fight for the Hero. Hell he was CERTAIN she’d defeat him in that Water Temple. And as close as she may have been, she had still failed. But to her Ganon; he’d be a fool to make her completely invincible. What if he sought reason to destroy her? He had to instill a way to kill her.
And he damn well did. A foolish idea to this Ganondorf, but a clever and cunning idea to hers.
To make her hard to rid of yet make it possible if needed. Least; this is all what she found ‘safe’ to assume. She wasn’t going to voice her opinion either. Instead she had struggled to get back to her feet. “I AM for combat. I had... One job to do while -- Ugh, just. Don’t... Think about it? Ponder on it? Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter. None of --” Right as soon as her eyes had trailed back up, she saw him stride forward.
And now she was pinned to the bed, looking RIGHT up at Ganondorf with eyes as wide as they could go, her heart instantly picking its pace RIGHT back up. And it HURT that it had done that so suddenly. So many feelings rushed through her.
First and foremost; fear. He was going to hurt her. Maybe even RID of her -- On this VERY bed and her mate would come home to find her. Dead.
Then; helplessness. Ganondorf, of all beings, had the utterly topless and injured dark woman PINNED down to a damn BED. At his mercy. What would he do? What WAS he going to do?
Oh, no -- His hand was... ...Mending her wound? He wasn’t going to hurt her further? No, no... This was a ploy, a lie. This was a TRICK.
“Y-you’re right. I wouldn’t have -- A-and still DON’T... This -- AGH!” Eyes squeezing shut as his magic worked its, well, magic in her wound, slowly but surely closing it up; albeit painful.
“...N-no. Fucking. WAY.” there HAD to be some ulterior motive to this. There HAD to.
