Start of a grand journey

[Drake]

Outside Castle Town

As Drake checks his pouch, he takes in a deep breath of fresh air as he looks upon the vast plains of Hyrule.

"Well, I think i should head towards the nearest major town, see if I can dig something up." Drake said to himself, looking in an eastward direction.

Giving his items and weapons a last look over, Drake sets off for Kakariko village.

[PyrasTerran]

The winds began to grow steadily silent, until not a sound was made around Drake.

[Drake]

Drake looked around him as he slowed down his running to a very steady walk.
"O.k, this is a huge place, i'm sure the wind dies out all the time, no need to be paranoid."

Drake picked up his speed again and began jogging back on his trail.

[PyrasTerran]

That's when he saw someone that seemed to be standing several feet away from him, as if he had been there all this time. It was him, but a completely black color all around from skin to hair to clothes, and blood red eyes.

[Drake]

Drake suddenly stopped and looked at the familiar figure in disbelief and confusion.

"What the hell?" Drake said to himself.

"Who are you?" He shouted out to the dark figure.

[PyrasTerran]

The black figure said nothing, eyeing him with a cold, bloodthirsty glare.

[Drake]

Drake reached back, grabbing his long sword with his left hand, shield in right. Putting up a defensive stance, Drake muscles tensed from the adrenaline, and the fear.

"Listen, I don't want to fight you. I'm sure we can settle this without blood shed."

[PyrasTerran]

That's when Drake realized that the dark doppleganger before him did the exact same thing, gripping his own black long sword and shield. His red eyes narrowed.

[Drake]

Drake took a deep breath as his nerves calmed and his eyes focused. This is his first real battle he thought. Were this foe had come from and why it looked identical to him he could not say, but he was determined to not only find out, but to win. His stance while still defensive, became a bit more aggressive.

"Alright buddy, show me what you're made of."

[PyrasTerran]

The doppleganger only mimicked his aggressive stance. Drake could actually hear a mocking chuckle that sounded just like him.

[Drake]

Drake began to walk sideways slowly around his dark clone, not taking his eyes off him for even a split second

[PyrasTerran]

He performed the same trick, walking sideways to keep his face directly upon Drake's.

[Drake]

As Drake circled his enemy, he realized that this shadowy figure would probably copy his every move. Taking another deep breath, He quickly lunged at his clone with a powerful horizontal slash towards his chest.

[PyrasTerran]

The doppleganger lunged in the same fashion. Their blades clashed in an instant, and amidst Drake's recoil, the dark clone thrusted...

[Drake]

The dark sword came dangerously close to Drakes stomach, but with a quick move of his right arm, the sword bounced off his shield. As his foes sword was sent away, Drake quickly made an upwards slash towards the doppleganger.

[PyrasTerran]

In a sudden blaze of what seemed like speed, the dark clone managed to be in the same exact position as Drake, performing an upwards slash that clashed with Drake's own sword. This time, however, the doppleganger rushed in to close the distance between them, and thrusted once again.

[Drake]

Too close to use his shield again, Drake quickly spun around to the back of his dark clone, the sword barely brushing along the side of his tunic. With an open shot to his back, Drake performed a strong horizontal slice the exposed back of his dark clone.

[PyrasTerran]

The enemy stumbled forward a bit as a huge gash ripped over his backside. But no blood came out. Infact, as he stood straight once again, the gash sealed up as if his body was liquid, and the dark clone quickly spun around to slash his sword at Drake.

[Drake]

"This guy doesn't quit!" Drake shouted as he quickly deflected it with his sword, pushing it out of the way leaving an open shot. He then stepped in and bashed his shield into the clones chest.

[PyrasTerran]

The shield seemed to stick, however! As the dark clone's oozed chest started to pull the shield closer towards it, he swung his sword straight at his head.

[Drake]

Letting go of his shield, Drake bent as far back as he could, the black sword barely passing over the tip of his nose. Drakes eyes opened as wide as they could as if to say holy hell that was close. As the sword was out of the way, Drake stood up straight again and made a hard downwards cut to the center of his clones arm that was holding the still swinging sword.

[PyrasTerran]

The sword also got stuck in the viscous and obviously very thick goop that apparently made up the doppleganger's body. Without hesitation, his other arm flung out and gripped at Drake's neck, beginning to squeeze tightly...

[Drake]

Quickly loosing breath, Drakes vision began to get fuzzy. Still with a tight grip on his sword, he pulled it out of the clones arm with all his might and performed a back handed slash at the doppleganger's neck.

[PyrasTerran]

Black ooze sprayed from the dark clone's neck as he let out the most inhuman of screams, pulling back from Drake several feet back. Suddenly, his entire body start to coagulate and swell and shrink, his details shifting. For a split second, he looked like a totally different person with a long trailing cap, before turning into a shapeless humanoid figure.

[Drake]

"What the hell? I've seen that figure somewhere."

Shaking his head, Drake quickly sheathed his sword and bulled out his Bow. With haste, he loaded an arrow into it, pulled back as far as he could, and sent an arrow directly at the head of the shapeless oozing figure.

[PyrasTerran]

The arrow shot right into his head, but did little as he pulled back, eyes flashing red and dissipated into a flying cyclone of black smoke and ooze, zipping right through Drake and behind him and disappearing.

[Drake]

Drake fell to the floor flat on his back, exhausted from his first victory. As he lied in the vast Hyrule field, he looked up at the cloud-less sky panting. He suddenly heard a noise coming from above him. Shifting his vision to the left, he could see his shield flying directly at him, Drake quickly rolled over a few feet as his shield landed point end first into the dirt. Drake sat up and looked at it, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"That was close. Way too close. I wonder were the hell that thing came from? Oh well, I better start heading toward Kakariko before it gets dark out."

As he walked over to his shield, he put his bow away on his back, grabbing the shield and doing the same with it, he adjusted his clothes and pouches and caught his breath. Before heading off again, he looked back towards the direction the ooze creature went off too and said to himself...

"Why did he look like the Hero of time there?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Drake took up pace and headed east-ward towards Kakariko.

[PyrasTerran]

He quickly stumbled upon a strange contraption on the ground. It was possible unearthed from all the fighting; Drake had before him a Razor Sword attachment.

[Drake]

Drake quickly recognized it as he picked it up and brushed the dirt off of it.

"Well, this is definitely going to come in handy."

With a smile, Drake placed it in his magic pouch and continued on his way.