You decided to talk to one of your newer friends, BEN DROWNED. You had been introduced to him a while back by Jeff, and the two of you had gotten pretty close. You made your way through the screen door and started asking a few of the monsters inside if they had by chance seen a demonic imp come by. After a while, you recieve an answer.
"He's downstairs in the game room..." Ticci-Toby said, his shoulder twitching slightly. You nodded a 'thank you' and made your way down the somewhat decayed and creaky staircase. The lightbulb overhead flickered as you flipped the switch. Lined up against the wall were multiple old arcade games such as PacMan and Dig Dug. It was fairly dark other than the multi-colored lights coming from the game screens and the bright light shining from an overhead projector. You followed the projector's beam over to a wall.
The best of the best: Fan art of Zelda's Majora's Mask.
Majora's by Gahiko
Majora's Mask (Fan Poster) by Image-Six
Majora's Mask - Wooden Replica by ThePropBoxMajora's Mask - Wooden Replica by ThePropBox
Majora's Mask by KirstyCarter
Majora's Mask by Arabesque91 DoA: Playing With The Moon by Orioto
The Skull Kid by JohnnyCago
Majora's Mask: The Clockworks by EternaLegend
Majoras Mask: The Moon by MaxGrecke
It made you want to scream. You kept running, but every time you stopped, it would be there. You could only see its eyes, piercing into your very soul.
Red like fire.
You wanted to die.
You wanted your brother,
But he would never come...
He was gone...
"Stay away from me!"
You would cry, but the unseen creature still pursued you with an undying persistence.
You couldn't move...
You felt a burning pain all over...
Like you were on fire....
Laughter. Discusting, sickening laughter. Screeching noises.
Reaching into your bag you pull out an ocarina.
It was a gift from him... your brother.
He taught you small tunes as a child and convinced your young mind that the songs had magical abilities. You believed him.
Play the song... Play the song!
A simple tune, five notes, first three repeated twice, then the first two once, then the last two once, finaly the last note once.
The Song of Healing.
You struggled to blow a puff of air into
“Ouch! That hurts”
“Right in the jaw, Cap!”
“Dang! That’s gonna leave a mark!” you stated observing the fight between Captain America and some villain with a metal arm.
The way the two fought made you watch in awe. How their bodies could take that much hard hits left you amazed.
As Captain America used a right hook on the villain, his mask flew off.
Your hand flew to your mouth. Even though the punch wasn’t directed to you, you could imagine the pain. After all that was the reason you left the orphanage…
Looking back to the fight, you saw the villain’s face. Your eyes widened.
Chin length brown hair accentuated his sky blue eyes. He was very handsome; probably even more so than Captain America!
However, his eyes seemed strange. Like he was lost. This struck your tiny heart. It reminded you all too much of when your parents- ‘No I spent months
45. Don't let go
53. On the Run