Witches of Hyrule
by BluRider
"No," Saria cried, "I can't accept that!" Snarls of vine caught on her bright-green Kokiri tunic as she pushed forward in the red half-light.
"Please, Saria, it's not safe here. Let's go back!" Kady pleaded, her voice faltering when she saw the tears in Saria's eyes.
Saria turned back toward's the fairy's soft blue glow. The undergrowth between them cast jagged, frightening shadows as the gloom deepened.
"And do what, Kady?" the green-haired Kokiri child asked in an accusatory tone. "Sing and play in the forest, while Link is out there fighting for his life?"
Her voice caught, but Saria gave Kady a determined look. "That isn't me. I want to go out there. I want to... to do something! Anything! I want to help. And I... I want to see Link again." She wiped the tears from her eyes, turning away.
The fairy just hovered in silence for a while, the cracking of branches the only sound as Saria fought her way out of the thick woods.
"It's... getting dark, Saria," the fairy said finally, her glow subdued. "And I feel like we've been here before."
The Kokiri girl looked around, feeling a sob build up in her throat as she realised Kady was right.
"N-no!" she shouted suddenly, beginning to tear at the undergrowth around her bare-handed. "No! No! No!"
Frightened, Kady hovered backward, her light dimming. "Saria! Please don't be angry... you know the Kokiri cannot leave the forest. The Great Deku Tree's magic can't protect you, on the outside. Maybe he-"
Saria tugged at her Kokiri tunic as though it were constraining her, the tiny scratches on her pale, thin arms apparent in the fading light. "I don't want to be protected! I don't want to be a child forever!" she shouted at the sky, "Let me out!"
There was silence, followed by a crackling sound... and for a moment then, it seemed as if the spirits had heard Saria's plea. The undergrowth suddenly parted, revealing a way out - except that it was awash with bright red flames! A cackling, hideous laugh echoed through the forest.
Kady flitted to and fro in alarm. "Run, Saria! Run!"
Jolted into action, Saria fled. A column of smoke rose upward as the fire swept toward her, unnaturally fast. She ran and ran, back the way she had come, but as the smoke and fire spread around her she became less and less able to find her way. Every direction was fire and thick, choking vegetation. The inferno seemed to chase her as she ran. Kady flew madly around the Kokiri girl, searching for a way forward - but too late! With a shriek, Saria was engulfed by the flames. Kady screamed!
Gathering her restorative magic, the fairy flew back toward the inferno, shouting Saria's name. She dived toward the flames suffused in a powerful azure glow, but as the fires rose around her Kady shuddered to a painful stop. The hissing, crackling, spitting flames blistered her skin, withered her wings and sapped her will with mind-numbing, all-consuming terror. The fire was everywhere, and every thought of rescuing Saria fell apart as the fairy fell away from the inferno, to the ground. The azure glow faded, taking with it Saria's last hope. Kady scrambled backward with her tiny hands and feet, her vision a blur of smoke and terror, and regretful tears.
"Don't underst-... it... little thing... kind of... fire... Kotake," came snatches of a voice from above.
Saria was drifting into wakefulness. Everything was hazy and confused.
"Shh! Get away...-me, just put... her head... don't want to wake her," said another voice, clearer now. A woman.
Slowly, the little Kokiri girl fluttered her eyes open, and they adjusted to the darkness. A grimacing, goggle-eyed visage filled her field of vision. Saria squeaked in surprise, recoiled and pulled herself away.
The warty old woman only muttered to herself, tucking something into her robe, "Well, isn't that curious. Yes, very curious, that is..."
"Wh- who are you?" Saria stammered dizzily. She looked down to find her clothing covered in grey ashes that caught the moonlight brightly. The forest around her was black and charred, even though she was only slightly singed herself. Beneath the coating of ash, her green Kokiri tunic seemed to glow a little in the blackness, like the leaves of the Great Deku Tree. She stumbled to her feet, to find the strange old woman was barely the same height as her when standing. For a moment they looked at each other.
Suddenly a bright blue light shot out of the darkness, filling the glade with dancing shadows. "Saria!" came a fairy's high-pitched voice, trembling with emotion.
For a moment, only the two of them existed, as Kady and Saria reunited in the moonlight, the fairy crying tears of joy at seeing her friend safe.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she gushed at the gnarled old woman, "Thank you so much for saving Saria from the fire!"
The old woman blinked her bulbous eyes. Then, slowly, a wrinkled smirk began to creep across her face. "Don't mention it, m'dear," she offered graciously. "But what were you thinking, trying to leave the forest? A Kokiri outside the forest would never survive, unprotected!"
Saria looked away. "I..."
"What do you mean, unprotected?" asked Kady.
"I mean magic, little one," said the old woman, warming to her subject. She sat herself down upon a fallen branch. "Protective magic, for when the forest's protection fails here at the outskirts. Magic," she flourished an item out of her blue robe, "a little like this."
It caught what little light there was and shimmered, glinting with a thousand points of light: a beautiful tiara, light as gossamer save for the single, great green gem over the forehead. It glittered radiantly even in the dark, quite clearly filled with magic.
"It's... it's beautiful," said Saria and the fairy Kady both. "So that's protective magic?"
"That it is, and powerful as well. If you want to be able to leave these woods," the old woman informed them, her face creasing in a smile, "you will need one of these, yes you will!"
Saria's small pointed ears drooped slightly downward. Sighing, she opened her mouth to speak, when -
"I know," the old woman exclaimed. Her expression softened, though her goggle-eyed gaze remained intense. "Why don't I let you borrow mine? You can come out with me, and I will take you to the road where it is safe."
The Kokiri girl perked up, her face full of hope. "Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!"
"You're welcome, my pretty," replied the crone, baring her teeth in a grin. Lights danced on the tiara as the strange old woman spoke some magic words and gently placed it upon Saria's brow.
Saria felt a tingle of excitement rush down to her toes as the tiara came down on her head. Kady gasped at how beautiful her friend was as she wore this shimmering magical treasure, the flawless, shining emerald on her forehead framed by her silky green hair. Even her forest-green Kokiri tunic seemed to glow with a virescent inner light. For a moment, no-one spoke.
Then, with a look of concern, the crone frowned at the Kokiri child as the latter gave her a shy, grateful smile. "Are you feeling the power of the tiara's magic, Saria?" the old woman asked.
"I... I think so," Saria answered happily, adjusting the tiara a little. "I don't know for sure."
The crone frowned deeper. "No," she said, her eyes narrowing. "It isn't working." After a moment's pause, she pointed down at the softly illuminated Kokiri tunic Saria was wearing. "The magic you are wearing will not let it: it keeps you trapped inside this forest, unable to ever leave."
Saria looked down at her glowing tunic in alarm. Then, Kady flew between them. "That's not true!" the fairy shouted. "The Great Deku Tree would never try to keep us prisoner. His gifts are nurturing and kind, and keep all of the Kokiri safe from evil."
The old woman sneered, her eyes bulging. "Safe? What horse-dung! She must give up being 'safe' if she wants to escape here, yes she must!"
"I don't believe you!" Kady muttered. "What's really going on here? And... wait, how did you know her name?"
The crone's lips puckered with displeasure, but she did not get a chance to reply, instead looking over at Saria in surprise. Kady turned, also, unprepared for the sight.
"Saria!" the fairy gasped. Saria's belt lay discarded in the grass, glinting blue in the fairy's soft light. Behind it, hidden by a bush, they could see the tiara shimmering beautifully and illuminating Saria's soft, moonlit skin as she began to slip out of her Kokiri tunic, her beautiful bare shoulders visible above the leaves of the bush.
"I'm not afraid," the Kokiri girl whispered serenely, only the slightest little quaver in her voice. "I've made my decision. I don't need protection, and I want to see Link again, whatever the cost."
She continued fumbling with her tunic in the darkness, but despite herself, Saria began to blush under the two intense gazes. "C-could you turn around, please?" she asked sweetly.
Herself blushing, Kady obeyed. "You can't, Saria! The tunic-"
"Y-yes, I c-can!" came the Kokiri girl's voice unsteadily from behind. The fairy heard a telltale rustle as Saria laid out her entire Kokiri tunic over the bush in front of her. There was a pause, and then she said, "Oh! I, I think I can feel it... feel... feel the magic..."
"Wonderful, wonderful, my pretty," said the high-pitched voice of the crone. "Let it come over you, that's right. How do you feel?"
"I f-feel... I, um... w-wow... it's so... so powerful, ohhhh..."
Kady turned back around to see Saria dizzily grasping the tiara with weak, fumbling hands. "I... ohh," she was struggling to speak, "I... m-must... N-no! Oh, no... I..."
Alarmed, the fairy flew towards her, when suddenly a streak of blazing blue light shot past her, striking a tree-branch and transforming it instantly to solid ice!
The old woman - a witch! - was levelling a scepter her way. Its tip blazed with blue light, and several more blasts were hurled at Kady. The fairy was forced to retreat in desperation, flitting up into the trees and out of sight. From there, hiding her light as best she could, she watched Saria's eyes begin to go blank and unresponsive, as the gem upon her forehead shone a fierce blue-green. Her mouth worked silently, as if still trying to form words.
"What's that, my dear?" the witch asked mockingly. "Come on out here, so we can talk..."
The light returned to Saria's eyes as they grew wide and fearful. "Oh, n-no... I... w-won't -"
"Obey me!" screamed the witch.
Involuntarily, Saria's body stood stiffly at attention, her eyes now staring blankly. Kady could see the swell of her tiny breasts as the little girl rose up to her full height. Her nipples were stiff and pointed, though her face had lost all its expression. For a long moment, Saria just stood there with her naked chest exposed. Then, falteringly, she began to take slow steps out from behind the bush, the glittering tiara shining with an irresistible power as her long, smooth legs and then the rest of her thin, delicate nude body were revealed.
"Very good, Kotake," another witch wearing red robes cackled evilly, as she flew down upon a scepter of her own.
"Of course, Koume," said the first. "Brainwashing is, after all, our personal specialty, yes it is!"
Saria stood before them now, completely naked, and swaying dizzily from side to side. "P-please... n-no..." she managed to gasp at the two witches. "I... h-have to..."
"Now, now," hissed the red witch. Her fingers snapped, and a swirling ball of bright flame appeared over her hand, painting the moonlit clearing a hellish red. "Look into the flame, my child. Look deeply into the flame. That's it... forget about resisting us... the more you watch the fire swirl, the deeper you fall into our power. So dizzy, now... So dizzy..."
"S-so... dizzyyy..." Beads of sweat ran slowly down Saria's skin as the bright red flames grew closer and hotter, reflected in the beautiful elfin girl's glassy, wide eyes.
"That is right, my dear," Kotake murmured, sprinkling glittering snowflakes magically in front of the little Kokiri's captivated eyes. "You can't resist us. You are a slave of our Lord Gannondorf. You must obey."
"Ohh... Obbbeyyy..." Saria strained not to say it, to convince herself it wasn't true. The little girl squirmed, fighting their power. "I m-must... o-ohhh... n-no! No! I w-won't obe-..."
"Say it! Let the brainwashing take hold of you, or we will catch your little fairy, and burn off her tiny wings!"
"N-no!" Saria cried out in despair, her naked chest rapidly rising and falling. "No! I... I w-will obey... please... must obey... obey..."
Kady was devastated, her own tiny heart hammering in her chest with rage and shame. The witches smiled cruelly at each other, as the naked little girl fell to her knees, continuing the chant on her own.
"I am a slave of Lord Gannondorf," she recited obediently, her voice a cold monotone, her eyes empty wells of complete and utter enslavement.
A shudder ran up and down her petite naked body, raising goosebumps as the last of her resistance fell away, leaving her totally in thrall to the two witches.
Hopelessly entranced, she said to both of them at once:
"I must obey."
* * *
Her rich, red hair tied back in a ponytail, Malon had just finished cleaning up the empty stables. She only took a brief rest before determinedly wiping her brow and beginning to prepare the fodder for when the horses returned from pasture. It wasn't long before she stopped again, however, her face lighting up with wonder as she saw a delicate, glowing silhouette fly into her stable.
She beamed, calling out, "A fairy! Hello!"
Kady, however, immediately shot toward her chest and seized the front of her flower-patterned homespun dress, shaking the hemline back and forth in panic. "Quick! You have to run!"
Startled, Malon tried to catch the little fairy, which began to fly around her head. "What's going on? Hey, come here!"
Kady bobbed and flitted to and fro, "Please, you've got to go now!"
Determined, Malon shook the fairy loose. "I have to run the Lon Lon Ranch while father is out, I can't just lea-!"
Hideous cackling interrupted her, and the farm girl squealed as Kady managed to shove her into a bale of hay.
A crone with bulbous eyes flew through the stables, casting her gaze about. "The farmers have all vanished, Kotake, yes they have!" she screeched at her sister, outside. Malon froze, the hay just barely hiding her from the witch's eyes. She hugged the fairy tightly to her chest.
"We'll find them, Koume," called the other witch, as her sister left the stables through the loft. "Let us check the house!"
Letting out a long breath, Malon freed herself from the rustling hay. Her hair came loose from its ponytail and tumbled to her shoulders. "W-witches? Here? Why?" she stammered to the fairy. "What do they want?"
"I don't know, but they... they've brainwashed Saria! They'll do terrible things if they see you. I'll go lead them away from the stable door, if I can. Please, you've got to run now!"
With that, Kady was off like a shot, flying out through the loft after the first witch. Malon turned to flee, brushing the hair out of her eyes as she went, before suddenly stifling a scream when she ran right into somebody! Terrified, she felt a hand grab hold of her!
Twisting free, Malon raised her fists as if to strike. To her surprise, her attacker was a naked little girl wearing a glittering tiara. The girl was about her age and beautiful, with short, forest-green hair, pointed ears and a friendly appearance - but she walked like one of the ReDead, her eyes dull and lifeless beneath the glowing green gem on her forehead, and she had scratches on her arms as if she had been fighting. The naked girl was heading directly for Malon as if pulled on an invisible string.
"Give yourself up," she said in a cold, even tone, advancing on Malon slowly and blocking the way to the door. "You are Master Gannondorf's property now," she continued, her face twisting up slightly as she slowed down a little. Then, the gem on her forehead burned brightly, and she continued her advance, staring directly ahead. "You will obey him," she declared.
"Never!" cried Malon, and launched herself at Saria, making a sudden grab for the tiara! The Kokiri girl's hands shot up as if on strings to defend the magic item, her stiff, puppetlike motion catching Malon's arms, and holding tight.
The brainwashed Kokiri's grip was like iron, and Malon whimpered in pain. The farm girl's heart pounded rapidly in terror as Saria forced her into a corner, the naked girl's single-minded enslavement lending her a mad, wiry strength. "N-no," Malon pleaded in horror, "don't do this! Don't let them brainwash me, please!" She was in tears, squirming as she was pushed to the ground. "You've got to resist it!"
Saria's grip started to loosen. Tears welled in her eyes, but she continued to hold Malon down. "I..." she forced herself to speak, beads of sweat running down her neck and over her body as she fought to resist the magic of the tiara, "c-can't... resist... w... without... m-... c-... c-lothes..." Tears in her eyes, she tightened her grip again, saying, "S-sorry..."
Renewed hope showed in Malon's expression. The farm girl squeezed her eyes shut, gathering a burst of strength. Moaning with exertion, she then pushed hard off the wall behind her. With a mighty effort, she suddenly - and to her own surprise - was able to push the naked Saria off-balance. Rather than bolt for the door, however, Malon seized the moment to pull her flaxen dress up over her head. The red-haired little girl got goosebumps from the chill and fear as she was left wearing only her lambskin shoes and a thin silver necklace with a heart-shaped locket.
"Here, I have clothing for you," Malon offered. "Is this what you need?" She held the small dress out in front of her, like a bullfighter. As the compelled, stiffly-moving Saria attempted to rush her, Malon tried to force it down over her head!
The girls went down in a tangle of limbs, wet with the sweat of their exertion, only the light dusting of freckles on Malon's naked body differentiating their two forms as the naked girls conjoined into a pulsating jumble of soft, feminine flesh. Despite several efforts, however, Malon failed to push the dress down over Saria's shoulders and the unrelenting enslaved girl slowly won the upper hand. "You... must... obey..." Saria demanded, out-wrestling the sweating, glistening Malon, rolling to the top and attempting to shake the dress from her hands.
Suddenly, Malon whipped the homespun to one side, then brought it up under Saria's arms. Entangled in the fabric, the Kokiri girl pulled back with sufficient force to tear the dress - but it was now too late. Malon had won. "I'm going to free you, whether you like it or not!" the red-haired girl panted, smiling, pulling the tangled Saria down into her reach and making a grab for the magic tiara. She succeeded, catching a hold of the thing with both hands.
Half-standing now, with Saria bent down before her and tangled in the floral-patterned dress, Malon laughed out loud with joy. Her fingers hooked into the sides of the tiara, to pull it free. There was a tiny spark of magic. Malon twitched at the contact. Her smile faded. Her eyes widened. Her body froze in place. Her laughter silenced. Malon's jaw dropped open. She shuddered as a shock ran through her body. Her back straightened, her nipples stiffening at this new sensation. Both girls stirred slowly in place, swaying a little from side to side. Long rivulets of sweat ran freely down their bodies. Saria recovered, shook the dress off, and raised her hands to pin Malon's own to the tiara. Then, with a surprised expression, she stared the other girl directly in the eyes.
"N..n-nooooo," gasped Saria and Malon simultaneously, as they found themselves trapped in the same position. The dress fluttered to the ground unheeded, as both naked little girls slid to their knees, their hands on the tiara, their gazes locked together, their bodies swaying ever so slightly, and their free will completely overcome.
Malon blinked rapidly as she suddenly awoke from her deep trance.
Her vision was blurry, and her body felt cold and clammy. She was standing in the stable, facing the door. A hideous witch was staring her in the eyes. Running her hands down her own body, Malon found herself completely naked, except for her shoes and her necklace. She swallowed hard, looking slowly around as her vision cleared. Saria stood at attention, also nude, still wearing the glowing green gem that enslaved her. Another witch stood nearby, watching Saria.
It took Malon a moment to realize that she, too, was wearing a gem like Saria's. The locket from her necklace lay upon the ground, replaced by a large green gem. Malon wondered whether to pretend she was still in a trance. Perhaps their brainwashing had failed?
"Rejoice, little girl," screeched the witch. "You are to be given the honour of serving Lord Ganondorf, as his slave."
"Y-yes, mistress," Malon lied, trying to gauge the distance to the door. "I, uh, will obey my Lord."
The second witch shrieked with laughter. "Look, Koume! This one wants to serve, even before she is brainwashed. She will make a fine slave, yes she will!"
"Good, good, little one... and when we have enslaved you, you will call a special horse for us, which will lead us right to him..."
So much for pretending, Malon thought. She tried to run for the door!
"Obey!" commanded the witches, together.
Malon tripped, falling to the ground. The green gem glowed with magical fire. Her naked body protested, as Malon fought to get back up and keep running.
"You will obey!" the witches continued, weaving their gnarled hands in mystical motions.
Malon felt herself caught up in their movements, rising to her feet as though pulled up by their invisible strings. She pushed herself forward, her movements slowing. The door seemed to move further away.
"You must obey!" came the chant. Firefly lights swirled around Malon. She could feel her body stiffening in place, her eyes glazing over.
All of a sudden, Malon saw something from the corner of her eye. It was a powerful-looking hooded man, moving silently and dressed for combat, with the symbol of an eye upon his chest. He motioned to her to remain silent.
"You will serve Lord Gannondorf," the witches ordered, staring intently at Malon. They hadn't seen the man at all.
Malon saw the man trying to circle through the barn unseen, still warning her with his eyes to stay silent. The red-haired girl, however, blushed fiercely under his intense gaze. Here she was, standing stiffly at attention in the center of her family's barn, as naked as the day she was born and being slowly turned into a mindless slave. She couldn't help but turn bright-red at the thought of this man seeing her in that condition. Her cheeks burning with humiliation, she was overcome with the ridiculous thought that even if she was going to become a brainwashed naked slave girl, she couldn't let it happen now, in front of this man. Breathing heavily, she fought the magic with everything she had; but she was too distracted by his presence, her body blushing redder by the moment under his stern gaze. Malon almost didn't notice as she fell deeper and deeper into the witches' power... until she heard her own voice answer:
"Y-yesss... I... amm a... s-sl...sla..." she caught herself, trying to bite her lip. She couldn't give in to it, not in front of this man! Bright red from head to toe, the naked little girl sweated profusely, perspiration rolling down across her tiny, gleaming breasts, still fighting the dark power. "N-nn...nnooooo!" she moaned, resisting. The gem at her neck burned bright green. "N...nev...er."
"This one's a little fighter, Koume, yes she is!" one of the witches cackled.
"Perhaps she thinks someone will save her, Kotake..." muttered the other suspiciously, casting her bulbous eyes around the room. "Is that what you think, little one?"
Malon's eyes boggled in horrified surprise, her body arching back as she felt the blue-robed witch's dark power take her over. Her mouth twitched at the question, and she tried not to look at the warrior, who had almost snuck around behind the witches. "Y-... n-...n-ooohhhh..." she fought, twisting and writhing in place, trying not to give the man away. He was almost in position, keeping low as he withdrew a sheaf of tiny, glinting blades.
"She's lying, Koume! Lying, yes she is! There is somebody, isn't there? Who is it, dearie?" snapped the witch. With a glowering scowl, Kotake shrieked out, "Tell me!" Dark magics lanced out from her scepter. The hooded man was a step away now, the blades between his knuckles, raised to strike her from behind.
Black energy swirled around both of the naked young girls in a storm, thundering loudly. In an instant, they were moaning and writhing, overcome with pain and pleasure under the terrible brainwashing spell. The emerald burned brightly between Malon's nipples, the droplets of sweat on the red-haired girl's body glittering like the thousand sparkling gems on Saria's tiara. Her eyes took on a dull and glazed expression, and her voice was hoarse as she lifted a trembling arm, pointed, and called out, "M-...m-my mistress, behind you!"
Three wicked metal razors lanced out, crashing with a peal of thunder against a hasty magic barrier as Kotake whirled around. They went flying wildly in every direction, one spinning past to slice a tiny cut on Malon's cheek. She didn't move at all, stiff and frozen in her obedient trance. Livid, the witches summoned ice and fire, unleashing a chaotic storm of lancing ice and blazing infernal comets. Unable to move or speak, or do anything except obey the witches' orders, Malon followed the battle with her eyes, her heart in her mouth and her breath coming in thick, ragged gasps as she watched the mysterious warrior make a flying leap towards the witches.
More daggers flew, many of them finding their mark. The witches shrieked and cast spell after spell, the powerful warrior landing lightly and rolling aside as sheets of ice and fire converged on his position. A horse-trough exploded, the muscular man flying through the air amongst its splinters, a wickedly curved sword now in his hand. He slashed through Kotake's blue robe, connecting with her leathery flesh and then a swift and powerful kick sent her flying back, shrieking, into her hideous sister. As the two bloodied witches struggled to rise, entangled with one another, he advanced on them with heavy steps, raising the scimitar to strike.
"I am Sheik," he said simply. "And for your crimes, I must destroy you."
With a glint, the blade came down in an arc of death.
In unison, the witches spoke a word of power. The warrior was forced back, covering his eyes. A brilliant light cut through the room, and the brainwashed girls felt the weight of black magic lifting from around them. They stirred, massaging their stiff limbs, but opened their glazed eyes even wider as they saw a larger, more powerful sorceress be born from the magical fusion of the two.
"We are Twinrova!" spoke the towering new witch with a smug leer, "Our magic is irresistible."
In response, the warrior threw two handfuls of blades, riddling the witch with small knives. Their hits lacked impact, however, her magic so powerful that it nullified their force as they struck her. Taken aback, the warrior charged with his scimitar, only to be blasted back by a terrible spell, a fire catching in his cloth-swathed armour as he thumped down heavily to the ground.
The two nude young captives rushed immediately to his side, cradling the fallen warrior and urging him back to his feet. With their help, he rose up again, and attempted to blitz Twinrova with a headlong leaping charge. Again, he was sent reeling - an overwhelming blast of ice smashing him immediately back down to earth. Twinrova raised her hands to finish him off, when the two little girls, blushing from the contact, embraced him.
"We will not let you kill him," declared Saria. "You'll have to kill us first!" They clung to his hard armour closely, barely covering the tall man's form, their soft naked bodies his true shield against Twinrova.
The huge witch hesitated, releasing the energies in her palm. The wounded warrior stirred, striking his palms together, and forming a sequence of magical gestures with his hands.
Bright mist arose around the girls, when all at once Twinrova's echoing voice shouted, "Enough!"
The great witch swept her arm, and the two naked girls were dashed aside in different directions, rolling to a stop at opposite ends of the stable. Groaning in pain, clutching their bodies where they had been dashed against the hardwood stalls, both girls determinedly got back to their feet and tried to hobble back to the mist-wreathed warrior.
"Foolish children!" called the witch. Twinrova swept her arm again, and suddenly the girls were pulled together, the huge green gem each girl was wearing glowing brightly. They came together near the warrior with a slapping sound, their naked bodies colliding as their gazes locked together.
"No!" the children cried out, squirming. Their bodies rubbed against one another in a futile struggle against the magic pinning them together, but they could not break free. Once again, each little girl began to lose herself in the other's glassy eyes. "N-nnooo... no..." they whispered, drawing the breath out into a sigh. With a long exhalation of breath, each of the girls was still, both staring at each other in a deep, deep trance.
Twinrova turned back to the warrior, completely shrouded now in mist. Raising her arms, the powerful sorceress hurled fire and ice with her hands in an irresistible final attack, raining down death upon the warrior.
The mist around him was blown apart, as suddenly the magic wildly jagged out of control, striking the corners of the room and reflecting in a deadly arc of ice and fire at the witch. Twinrova screamed, suddenly engulfed in pain and magic, falling back and crashing with a thump into a stall. Where the mists had parted, the warrior no longer stood, however.
In his place, there stood a princess of radiant beauty, standing almost as tall as the powerful warrior, her hair in golden ringlets. She wore a glowing, triangular magical talisman which was alight with mystical power as the centerpiece of her elaborate palatial gown. There was an ocarina at her belt, and an ornate silver sword in both her hands.
"I am Zelda, bearer of the Triforce of Wisdom," she declared, "Your magic cannot defeat me. Give yourself up."
"A disguise..." spat Twinrova, hovering back upright from the ground. "You will pay for this humiliation."
Rather than reply, Zelda cast a spell of her own, driving golden triangles of force into Twinrova. The witch reeled back in pain, and then unleashed a vile torrent of dark magic at the princess, the boiling blackness of her spell exploding against Zelda as the young woman placed a hand on the Triforce of Wisdom at her breast. The power of the triforce once again reflected the dark spell, the magic bursting outwards and rebounding on Twinrova, leaving the monstrous sorceress reeling from the power of the blast.
"Give yourself up, witch!" Zelda threatened. "You are powerless here."
This time, Twinrova did not reply. Her hands jerked spasmodically, dark energies gathering around her as she began a gruesome chant.
Zelda held her hand to her dress, where the Triforce was embedded, drawing on its shielding power once more.
Suddenly, she was grabbed from both sides! The two naked children who had been helping her earlier were now clinging to her arms, their minds overtaken by the power of the witch. Beams of dark magic lanced out from the witch and struck the little girls in the eyes. The magical items they were wearing lost their telltale green glow, the girls' own eyes beginning to shine with Twinrova's enchantment as she took control of them directly.
The larger, stronger Zelda fought back easily against the magically dominated girls, but was distracted as Twinrova launched a bolt of terrible dark magic energy at the Triforce over her heart. The Triforce reacted, shielding her from harm, deflecting the magical energies which sizzled in the air around her and returned toward Twinrova. This time, the witch was able to deflect her own attack, but the girls holding Zelda had not fared so well. The magic had reflected onto them as well, and racked their tiny naked bodies with unbearable pain.
Twinrova fired her magics again and again, deflecting the rebounding force even as a fraction of it continued to pour into the innocent girls she held there with her power. Both of the girls girls screamed long, heart-rending wails, their eyes still glowing, unable to let go of Zelda even as the darkness that came off her scorched their flesh, although the princess herself remained unharmed. Saria's scars had opened up, and she was crying bitter tears, her liquid, glowing eyes begging Zelda to help her. Malon was quivering in agony, and shook with agonized sobs.
"STOP!" Zelda wailed, tears in her own eyes, trying to shake off the little girls. She managed to pull the tiara from Saria's head, protected from its magic by the Triforce, but the girl still could not help herself: she was already under Twinrova's power, and the witch maintained the dreadful spell that kept her holding on to Zelda. Again, the princess cried, "Stop, please!"
"You alone can stop this, princess, yes you can!" said Twinrova in the voice of Koume.
"Give us the triforce," she added in Kotake's voice, "and we will let all of these girls go."
"I... I cannot," said the princess. "Anything but that!"
"Then," roared Twinrova, her voice a horrid echo, "you will watch these girls die!" Black magic lanced again from her fingers, leaving Zelda unwounded but torturing the other girls.
Zelda bit her lip. Bitter tears streaked down her face. She clutched the triforce, fighting off the girls. Malon shrieked her heart out, suffering unbearable pain. Saria's knees were collapsing, the cuts on her arms bleeding freely. Zelda cried aloud, her own wails of sympathy mingling with the screams of the slave girls as she was struck by another dark bolt.
"No, please," Zelda shouted. "Please... please stop... I..."
She took a shuddering breath, the two naked girls hanging off her, totally spent. "I..."
"What will it be, princess?" glowered Twinrova, summoning another dark bolt.
"Release them!" Zelda replied through the tears, throwing down her sword. Her voice was thick with emotion. "And I will give you the triforce."
Twinrova grimaced in what could have been a smile. "A wise decision."
The large witch snapped her fingers, and the black energies dissipated from around the two girls. Saria and Malon fell to their knees, their naked chests heaving, drawing long breaths against the after-effects of the pain.
"Princess, no," Saria whispered. "N-not... for us."
"You will let them go free," Zelda demanded. "That is the arrangement."
"Of course, your Highness," answered Twinrova. "We have released our control. Will you honour our bargain?"
Her gaze icy, Princess Zelda nodded, keeping a wary eye on Twinrova as she began undoing the elaborate robe that held the triforce, where it was embedded in a spiritual design. The witch made no move, watching as the beautiful Zelda slowly took off the elaborate dress, revealing a white petticoat, and the curve of her full breasts.
At Zelda's side, when the dress was half off, Malon shuddered. The emerald at her neck was burning bright green. "W-what? N...nnno..." she moaned, suddenly grabbing at an item on Zelda's belt.
"We've changed the bargain," said Twinrova, grinning as she fired a black ray of magic at Saria's eyes.
"Oh!" Saria stiffened, her eyes boggling as the brainwashing green glow returned.
"W-wha-" Zelda struggled, caught up in her dress. Malon pulled the item from her belt: the ocarina. "The - the Ocarina of Time!" she cried out. There was another explosion of mist around Zelda, as she shrieked in horror and surprise.
"Ohhh.. N-nooo... I can't.. I w-won't!" Saria scooped up her magic tiara from the ground, even as she tried to fight the powerful spell that Twinrova was beaming right into her eyes. The black ray intensified. She couldn't stop herself.
Malon stood mindlessly at attention. She was holding the ocarina. The mist cleared, revealing Zelda. Tangled in her skirts and petticoat and undergarments, the princess had shrunk into the form of a child. Without the Ocarina, she was returned to her actual age in this time. She tripped through her now-oversized garments as they tumbled off her form, fumbling around in the fabric for her Triforce. As young as Saria and Malon, and now just as naked, the princess was paler - almost white - and shorter than either of them. She strained her tiny little arms to sort through the fallen clothing and catch a hold of the Triforce. Suddenly, she saw it amid the folds of her fallen dress, and her tiny naked body made to jump for the precious magical seal.
Malon wrapped her arms around Zelda's flat chest, clutching her nipples, the farm girl easily holding back the little princess.
"Oh no!" the tiny Princess Zelda cried, "Please let go! I can save you!"
Malon's obedience faltered, but her necklace burned anew. Her freckled arms held the squirming naked child in a tight grip. Zelda's white fingers lightly brushed the Triforce's surface. Saria stepped across it, looming over the smaller girl. A black miasma hovered around her head. Her eyes were glowing. She was holding a beautiful tiara.
"Why, that looks fit for a princess," gushed Twinrova, making a downward-pointing motion with her hand.
"No! I will never obey you!" The tiara went down on Zelda's head. Her eyes went wide. "Ne...ver... obey... obey you..." Her thin, white arms fell to her sides. "Will... ne-... obey..." Her body started swaying, her mouth chanting, "Will... obey."
"Yes, my pretties, you will all obey," replied the witch. Twinrova swept an inferno of magical flame over the fallen dress, withdrawing from the smouldering ashes a single perfect golden triangle. She began to cackle evilly, "With the power of this Triforce, I need no longer rely on these trinkets and gimmicks... I can make you Gannondorf's adoring slaves, forever!"
Kady scrambled backward with her tiny hands and feet, hiding in the rafters. It had all happened so fast, and there was nothing she could do. The massive witch began a powerful ritual - a magic so powerful that it shook the very walls of the hardwood building.
Twinrova stood before Saria and the others, cackling as she swept her rod in circles. Her magic arced between the naked little girls and raised them stiffly to the tiptoes of their feet, then hovered them up off the ground. Wide-eyed and statue-straight, the brainwashed children hung up in the air suspended by a black miasma that flowed from Twinrova and pooled in a growing magical portal over the doorway of the stable.
Kady shook with fear as Twinrova explained the horrid ritual to the girls, who looked on in impotent, glassy-eyed terror. "Rejoice, for I will summon your one and only Lord and Master. And when he steps through the portal to claim you, you shall be his completely, obedient to every command, body and soul."
The entranced girls' terror deepened, and they began to shake and squirm up in the air, but there was nothing they could do. Twinrova stepped beneath the flying children and raised up the Triforce in her hands. The walls themselves shook as its mighty energies lanced out into the eyes of each of the hovering girls, the light blinding Kady.
The fairy cried alone, up in the rafters, blinking to clear her eyes. Her vision was a blur of light and terror, and regretful tears. The girls' nude forms arched frighteningly backward in midair, the light pouring deep into their bodies and their very souls. "Feel your free will dissolving. You are empty vessels," laughed Twinrova. "Now you are ready. When the Master steps in through the portal, you will obey him forever!"
The Triforce glowed even brighter, flying up out of the witch's hand and into the air between the girls. The same light now burst outward from the girls' own eyes, connecting each of them to the floating Triforce. They spoke in unison, hovering to face the dark portal which swirled in place of the stable door: "We will obey him, forever!"
The hopelessness oppressed Kady. What could one fairy do? She grit her teeth against the fear. She didn't think. She made no plan. She simply leapt into flight, shouting out Saria's name. Tears streaming, she dived headlong toward the blinding light suffused by her own powerful azure glow, but as the magic of the ritual rose around her Kady shuddered to a painful stop. The lancing, irresistible, soul-enslaving light fought with her own, stiffened her wings and sapped her will with mind-numbing, all-consuming obedience. The light was everywhere, blinding her, and every thought of rescuing Saria fell apart as the fairy fell out of the air, toward the ground. Her azure glow faded, taking with it all the girls' last hope. Kady tumbled bonelessly downward towards the ritual, her will dissolving. Everything went white.
She saw Saria then, suddenly, beneath her. She was falling toward Saria. Her beloved friend's expression was hopeless. She was terrified. Her body was arched with the Triforce's magical power. She was about to become enslaved, forever. Saria. Kind, beautiful Saria, would be forced to obey every order of a wicked Master, forever.
Kady flapped her wings.
She flapped them again.
She forced herself to push forward, forward through the air.
Toward Saria.
Kady aimed herself at the tiara. She had seen what it had done to Malon, but she didn't care. Kady careened towards it like a tiny comet, bathed again in azure light!
She struck the tiara.
She felt as if lightning hit her brain directly. Her thoughts were obliterated, replaced immediately with a boundless, unreasoning obedience. Her light died. Kady was enslaved, clutching the glittering tiara.
Hanging oddly under Kady's weight, the tiara slipped and tumbled off of Saria's head.
Falling, falling, falling, it tumbled through the air, the fairy coming free.
Unable even to think, Kady floated down toward the ground. The tiara landed directly beneath Saria, however...
Right on Twinrova's head.
"No!" she shrieked, clawing at the tiara, but her eyes were already glazing over. "Nooooooo!" The witch shrieked in utter horror as the tiara took control of her. She ran several feeble steps, clutching the tiara, then shrieked again as she launched herself bodily into the black and roiling portal over the stable door, screaming, "Nnnnnoooooooooooo!"
Tumbling end over end, she spun away into the portal's void, the dark dimension closing up behind her.
The black magic swirled away, and the ritual ended, leaving only the blazing white light of the triforce, as the naked young girls settled slowly back down to the earth.
Saria stirred first, beginning to awaken from her trance.
She saw herself and two other naked girls, standing together in the light of the Triforce of Wisdom. It glowed fiercely, connecting the girls with strands of radiant magic. They were entranced very deeply, but the other girls, too, were now stirring: a beautiful red-haired young farm girl, with freckles all over her body, and a shorter and more delicate little blonde girl, whose pale naked body was almost white. After a moment's dazed reflection, she remembered their names.
"M-Malon?" Saria stammered. "Princess Zelda? Are you both OK?" Then she looked down toward the ground, crying, "Kady!"
As Saria gathered up the fairy, Malon dizzily looked down at her hands, still shining from the Triforce's light. "Is... is the ritual still active?" the red-haired farmer's daughter wondered aloud.
"Y-you're right!" the little Zelda immediately grabbed hold of the Triforce of Wisdom. "I have to stop this," she said, looking over at the doorway to the stable, the edges of which shimmered a golden white, just like the light that suffused the girls. "I have to stop this before someon-"
"Is anyone home? Malon?" came a call. Link walked in through the stable door, the little boy holding some Rupees in one hand and wearing his green Kokiri tunic with a jaunty green adventuring hat.
The magic radiance disappeared. The girls stared in horrified surprise, and Link froze, the Rupees falling from his hand.
Silence fell.
Screams filled the stable, as all of the girls blushed red and screamed at once. Zelda leapt away with the Triforce, hiding in a pile of hay. Malon crouched down, and tried to hide her body with her hair. Saria grabbed up Malon's homespun dress from the ground, and shakily held it to cover herself.
Link whirled around, his own blush spreading to his ears. "I wasn't looking!" he promised, plucking his rupees up off the ground.
"Idiot!" cried Malon, throwing every object she could get her hands on at Link. "Pervert! Tresspasser! Creep!"
"Ow!" Link cried out in pain, but didn't turn around. "P-please stop! I didn't mean to!"
"Y-yes, Mas-... oh! Oh, no!" If he had looked, Link would have seen Malon shudder obediently to a stop at his command, her body moving almost on its own. All of the girls exchanged urgent glances, each hit with the same sudden realization. Silently, they panicked, each of them motioning frantically to the others until Link turned back to look at them. They froze.
"W-what did you sa-?" he started to say, before all the girls screamed and he had to turn around again. "I'm sorry!"
Suddenly Kady flew around him, and began to drag him out of the stable.
"H-hey! Let me go!" he said.
"Y-yes..." said Kady. Immediately, the little fairy let go - and her jaw dropped as she realized that she had been affected as well.
"Uh, thank you," said Link to the fairy, fixing up his collar. "What is going on with you girls? Why are you all... um..." he cast his eyes around, "Wow, why is this place so burned up?" he asked finally, without turning around.
The girls huddled together. "S-should we tell-" Malon murmured, but the other two shook their heads violently.
"M-maybe he just won't realize!" Saria whispered.
"No-one must ever tell him!" Princess Zelda hissed quietly. "Ever!"
"W-we were just..." Malon said aloud, "Um, it's a tradition. Naked, er, stable bonfire. It's special, for girls only! You have to leave."
Link shuffled his foot. "Uh, can I-?"
All of the girls cut in immediately, shouting, "No!"
"B-but I..."
"No!"
Annoyed, Link turned around. The girls scrambled to cover themselves. "Just let me tell you what I want!" he said, frowning.
The girls stopped trying to cover their nakedness as the impact of this order hit home. Suddenly, every girl fell silent, fighting an inner struggle not to give away the power that his voice had over them. Slowly but surely, every girl lost the battle, their collective willpower holding out for only a few moments before each girl was standing stiffly at attention before him, her naked body trembling under his irresistible control.
"Y-yessss..." Malon breathed, staring Link in the eyes obediently.
"I await your orders..." Saria couldn't help saying, wearing only a dazed expression as she swayed side to side.
"T-tell us wh...what you d-desire... M-Master..." Zelda said despite herself, before clapping both hands over her mouth.
"A-anything..." sighed Kady, feeling the pleasure of obedience wash over her.
They fearfully awaited his next order, helpless to resist.
Blushing, Link scratched the back of his neck, studiously looking away from their bodies.
"I..." he sheepishly admitted, "I really just came for some milk." He held out his Rupees. "Can I buy some?"
The girls all fell over from shock.