I walk into a circular room with another large picture frame in it, but the painting was completely black, as if whatever had been there before had been covered by flat black paint. As I walk closer, an image of Joelle as a ghost shows up for a second and she flies out of it, cackling at me. "Can you answer my questions now?" I call at her as she flies high above my head. She just laughs again before flying straight towards me. "Woah!" I yell, jumping out of the way, but I was too slow and she slams into my shoulder, sending me sprawling to the ground. She flies above me again and I remember that I have to kill her in this room. "Okay, since you asked me to," I mutter to myself, picking myself up and pulling out my bow and arrow. I wait patiently, this bow doesn't have a far enough range to reach her way up there. So I steadied myself and aim, waiting for her to fly closer. She lunges towards me.
The arrow releases and flies into her straight on attack. She shrieks and falls to the ground. I take my scimitars out and jump attack her, slicing her as fast as I can. She shrieks again and floats back up into the air. I notch another arrow, waiting. As soon as she starts to attack again, I let the arrow fly, jump attacking her again when she hits the ground and slashing her again before she can get out of reach. This actually isn't too hard. Another three hits with an arrow, followed by jump attacks and she's done. Her ghost burns up in a puff of smoke. The painting on the wall slowly glows into life. Colors appear and it matches the picture of the girl in the red dress I saw in the other room. The girl from the painting walks out of it and smiles.
"Thank you, Miira," she says, her voice smoother than the Poe of her, but a little hoarse, as if she hadn't used it for a long time. "I am freed from the curse. Please, help my sisters."
"Wait, do you- stop!" I say as she fades. "Do you remember what happened now?" I yell, but she's gone. The painting slowly starts to burn, as I watch, the flames consume it faster. In a matter of seconds, it's gone. Behind it, there's a door. "I guess I'm supposed to go that way, huh?" I ask the air around me. Nothing answers. Nothing ever answers me. I walk over and go through that door. It opens into a small room with a large chest in the middle. I open it up and a map flies out of it. "Ugh, not again," I complain, reaching up and grabbing it out of the air. Whoever thought I would be a good hero thought wrong.
The map is a jumble of different shapes that I can't make out at all. I can't even tell where I am. So I just stuff it into one of my pockets and move to the other door in the room. It opens up to a hallway and I cautiously look both ways. One of the big Moblin guards is walking down the hall to my left, his back to me. A doorway on the other side of the wall is about halfway between me and the guard. Silently, I shut the door behind me and cautiously make my way down the hallway. The guard stops at the end of the hall and looks around, then turns and sees me. It roars and runs towards me. I lunge towards the door and barely make it through before the guard charges past.
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An Unwarranted Hero
FanfictionMiira is a Gerudo that has never fit in in the valley. When she's confronted and accused of murder, she leaves the valley for the first time. It leads her to meeting the infamous Link, who she still doubts stopped the great Ganondorf, but with the...