Hyrulequestria

Ch.79

“What do you mean I can’t come?!” I wailed in despair and outrage. The month was over, we didn’t get to go on that hyperbolic time chamber vacation because Zelda was too busy to work on it with all the politics going on, but it was still a wonderful month of downtime.

That said, I was at the skydocks of Cloudsdale, watching as Luna, Celestia, Zelda and Vaati boarded the King of Red Lions with Tirek in her mask form being held in a suspension cage, looking forlorn for her trial, even if Zelda insists she should be fine. I, Shining, Helma, Volva, and Gohma were all upset, having just found out that only the Rulers of the nations are allowed to attend, and attempting to bring others into the proceedings is not only illegal but considered a declaration of war.

“You know why. Love, don’t make this more difficult.” Luna sadly insisted to me.

“Don’t worry, we’ll have her back by the end of the day unless something unprecedented happens. There have been people who nearly destroyed Hyrule on accident and got off with a mere slap on the wrist before, and Tirek’s case is rather unique.” Zelda reminded us, and then looked at Shining. “Link...be prepared. This is exactly the kind of opportunity that Ganondorf would take as an invitation. You can’t be there, but just be ready to move.”

“Got it.” Shining grumbled and looked to Tirek. “Babe, you get back to me, or I will storm Tartarus if I have to.”

“Please don’t…” Tirek pleaded weakly before the ship began going up to the Skyloft Tree since it was closer than the Everfree Tree.

We stood on the cloud docks for a while, the enchanted boots keeping my lover and his mates aloft. Well, in his and Gohma’s cases, Volva and Helma can fly, so the magic of the world dictates they can touch the clouds. “...Shiny. You just invoked Murphy.” I groaned in realization.

“What?” Shining Armor asked in confusion as I began flying down to the castle, Volva carrying him and Helma carrying Gohma.

“Ladies, unless your hosts are willing to pitch in for combat, get on my body, we have world leaders to save.”

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Getting to the Forsaken Fortress was easy, trying to get a boat to head for Tartarus Isle was harder. “I’m sorry ma’am! All our boats are out running errands between here and the other islands.” Apologized the dockmaster of FF, the grizzled older griffin clearly upset with his lack of resources. “We have so much to do to help stabilize the region. If I’d known you were going to need a vessel, I would've kept one in dock.”

“Ugh, what can we do?” I groaned as a bronze submarine rose from the waters of the small cove FF had for its dock and a Yak walked out onto the extending gangplank in a fancy suit. Next to him was the hippogriff we helped earlier, the gray male clearly the seapony that had asked us for help freeing his sister, the gray-blue female must then be his sister. “Uh...is that normal?”

“A boat under the water, no, not at all.” The Dockmaster told me with stars in his eyes. Clearly the crusty old dockmaster still had a passion for the water.

“Now while we get fuel, Batcher, can you gather us some food. Sorry again for almost hitting your home, the current was stronger than I thought.” The Yak said, sounding FAR more educated than his brethren I’ve had the distinct displeasure of meeting in the castle. “The Nautilus is running low on supplies in general.”

“It’s okay Captain. I’m just glad you remembered to come get me.” The gray hippogriff man with the mohawk said before they approached.

“Are Yaks normally that smart?” Shining asked with confusion and an incredible lack of tact.

“Ha! No, my kin are for the most part dunderheads content to ram their skulls together and pound bone drums at festivals. I am Captain Nemo of the Nautilus.” The middle-aged male yak chuckled as he looked to me instead of Shining Armor.

“You, you’re Captain Nemo!” I yelled, fangirling over the fact I’m meeting a literary legend, well not the real one, but fuck! Now I just want to meet Franstein, his monster, and Dr. Jekyll! I may have formerly been a drugged-up numbskull but not illiterate, and those were my favorite stories growing up.

“Ah, I am surprised that someone of the southern waters recognizes me. I’m mostly only known of in the north of the icy waters of the Frozen Bay, and the northern reaches of the Celestia Ocean. What could I do for you milady?” Nemo asked as his companions spoke with the dockmaster.

“Could you get us to Tartarus Isle? If it’s not out of your way, sir?” I requested urgently, pressing my clenched hands into the girls on my quad-boobs. It felt wrong having four tits and not having Tirek here.

“Tartarus, hm, I could though only off the shore by four miles.” He told me. “I’m currently looking for a Colleague of mine by the name of Frankenstein. He went missing from Equestria just a year before the CFK invaded. He said he had made a breakthrough thanks to finding a Dullahan’s head some time ago, though it’s gone missing lately and he’s asking for my help in finding a suitable replacement for his studies.”

Ah, what? Oh...oh~...yeah. Not, uh, not gonna say anything. I mentally sent urging to Shiny not to connect the dots, to ignore that Nemo’s friend had Charswirl’s head before their fusion.

“I’m afraid we’ve never heard of a Frankenstein.” Shining input, sounding a bit nervous. Urk, if you noticed, don’t let your voice show it Shiny!

“Hey, not to be rude, but could we get on the underwater boat please?” Volvagia asked.

“It’s a submarine Volva. Geez.” Helma huffed indignantly, as if not know that was an insult.

“A boat’s a boat Helma.” Gohma snarked back, and I summoned and jammed dildos into their mouths because I didn’t want them arguing, nearly creaming myself from the stimulus.

“M-may we please board your ship captain?” I requested shakily, and the captain hummed before shrugging.

“So long as you cause us no trouble and don’t mind swimming four miles to the island, feel free to find a bunk.” I cheered, and grabbed Shiny’s hand, tugging him along the gangplank and into the submarine.

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“Thank gosh you have wings Shiny.” I sighed as my fiance flew the few miles from where the Nautilus was willing to surface near the island to said island. “And, of course, we’re already late,” I grumbled, the gate of Tartarus was shattered, the frame revealing a hellish landscape within and the gothic black monstrosity of a castle within. “There’s the King of Red Lions in the water. Where is everyone?”

“Okay, that’s not worrying.” Shining snarked as he flew towards the gaudy ship’s figurehead. “Hey, King! What happened here?”

“Ah, young Link and Navi. You’ve arrived late, as usual. If only my daughter listened to me and ignored those silly rules about leaving you behind. Hmph.” King of Red Lions harrumphed like the crotchety geezer he was. “It was an ancient evil, one only called upon once before by Ganondorf. But Jalhalla was much fiercer this time around. It would seem the monster’s specialty in magic has advanced past simple fire manipulation to the manipulation of the Veil itself.”

“The Veil? What did it do?” I whined in worry, since Veil magic was what fairies, and I by extension, specialized in. Well, aside from my fox magic, and my slime magic, etc.

“It summoned a whole army to the doorstep of Tartarus, at once. Usually, invasions from the Dark World are more a progression, a slow thing. This was nothing like that. Jalhalla opened gates to the Dark World wholesale with a wave of it’s a lantern. With the aid of its sudden army, it battered down the ancient doors of Tartarus and stormed within.” King of Red Lions looked behind him at his empty deck. “My crew was not spared, but at least they were abducted instead of slaughtered.”

“Shit! A General that can just summon its whole force wholesale?!” I groaned at this unexpected turn. I was figuring a big brute like maybe Gooma or Koloktos, but Jalhalla? And not even using powers originally associated with it? Well, her by now. “Great. Lovely. Okay Shiny, we have a ton of people to save, including your waifus and my waifus.”

“What’s a waifu?” Shining. Poor, sweet, naive and oh so innocent Shiny asked of me, and I patted him on the head.

“You’ll learn young Shining Armor. You’ll learn.” I then led him forward and through the gates of Tartarus, landing on Shiny’s shoulder and morphing into my blue dragon form because it was too hot. I’m still warm though, this place is somehow hotter than Death Mountain.

“I’m confused,” Shining said while taking Volvagia as I handed her over and he put her on, turning into the busty matron of all dragons. “Whew it’s hot in here. How is it they expect everyone to come to this hellish place for a damn meeting?”

“I dunno, any of you ladies know?” My question was met with similar confusion from our other three companions. “Okay then, it’s a mystery. Let’s clock it up to eccentricities of bygone eras. Now let’s...go...is that...is that an anthro Magtail?” I blinked at the sight of the busty female anthro insectoid, who was groping herself in curiosity, hissing at other anthro monsters, several male as well, and all equally bemused to the point of ignoring us. I also just noticed that I’m not bothered by this intense heat. Wait, now that I’ve noticed it! “HOT!”

“Whoa! Hey Navi-.” Gohma complained as I yanked her off my breast, and then silenced as I put her on my face, and we squealed as we began falling 6 feet to the hot ground, only for Shiny/Volva to catch us and pick us up. “Thanks, Shiny, what were you thinking?! Putting me on while six feet in the air and still so tiny?!”

“Sorry! But my membrane was bubbling! Not even taking the form of a dragon was helping!” I apologized and enjoyed the unusual sensation of having four arms as Shiny/Volva put me in the hood for safety, but I poked my head around their neck so I wouldn’t be left out of the loop.

It was every, single, monster. They had all been turned Anthro. Even the Red Bokoblins, somehow not bothered by the intense heat, that I saw had more well-proportioned bodies, and the males were sacrificing their loincloths for the women to gird their bosoms. Huh, Bokoblins have a sense of chivalry? I thought they were savages. They kinda look like elves now.

Still, though, the bemused and worried Dark World denizens were essentially a non-issue, letting us pass unhindered to Tartarus Bastille. With Volva’s strength, the heavy and hot black iron doors were easy to open, and inside the foyer… “Tirek?” We all asked, finding the mask still in her magic force cage, said cage was laying on the floor off to the side, the whole place torn up and even several stone fixtures having been broken.

“Oh thank Din! They’ve taken everyone! They just left me here when the monsters started getting masks slammed on their faces and turning anthro or at least some variant of humanoid!” Tirek informed us as we approached, and Shiny/Volva broke open her cage to hold her up.

“Why take them away?” I asked with concern and confusion.

“Why not? Killing them would be a great boon I bet, but this Ganondorf fella sounds the type to want to play some sort of long scheme. Listen, I know this place. I’ve been moved about cell to cell and been fed and punished here for over a thousand years. Put me on, I’ll get us through this hell hole!” Tirek insisted urgently, clearly wanting to prove herself.

“Alright,” Shining said, removing Volvagia and handing her to me. “You’re not bothered by the heat?” Shiny asked with a huff of exhaustion just from the heat in here and put her on.

I couldn’t help but coo at the transformation. When Shiny put her on, his body turned into darkness and morphed into a 10-foot tall beach-ball breasted absolute beefcake of a female bovine centaur, who smirked viciously and flexed her biceps, stretching the arms of the Hero’s Garb that even made an effort to act as padding for her purely bovine half, going from the back of her torso to her thicc muscular rump. “Babe, if there’s one thing this place does good for its inmates, is it imbues prisoners with immunity to the intense heat that gets stronger as time goes on, and baby? I’ve been here the longest.”

“Oh...that’s not something to gloat about,” Helma commented, and Tirek pouted, before huffing and hefting her massive milky mammaries.

“Damn it, I was hoping I could be small and skinny for this. Some of the places here are tight squeezes. I’ll have to offload milk to get into the smaller places, and absorb magic for the places meant for enormous inmates.” Tirek mused with consideration as she looked around the damaged foyer. “They took Zelda up this way.” Tirek immediately went up the stairs on the left side of the entryway, ignoring the sealed giant doors and the doors to the right of the entryway..

“Where does this lead?” I asked as I took off Gohma and put on Volvagia since she could handle the heat and also fly. I’m not going without flight if I can help it.

“The prison is a Bastille. That means it’s an entirely punitive and defensive structure, no ceremony. There’s only one way up and around. For security reasons, there is no single continuous stairway besides the ones running along this single long circuitous route. The doors opposite the front gates is to the courtyard, and that’s where big, busty, and beautiful went after she got Masked. With how she played with the fabric of reality, I don’t wanna fuck with her just yet.” Tirek informed us as we entered the second floor, which was a continuous hallway following the bend, revealing new inmates.

“Water! Water! Dear gods, please, water!” Pleaded Daphnes from the first cell we came across. Several of his men were crammed into the same cell as him, and they all looked about to die from heatstroke and dehydration.

“Oh suck it up! The magic here won’t let you die, you’ll just feel like you will.” Tirek snorted. “If I try to let you out, or help give you water, the punishments built into the magic of the cells will make things even worse for you. Just stay put, I’ll find the keys, but then you’ve got a mad dash to the exit through a ton of sexy monsters.”

“No! Please! Monster! Don’t leave us!” Pleaded the delirious captain as Tirek continued onward, ignoring similar pleas from other inmates. Their relatively fresh clothes told me that these must be essential personnel for the other delegates.

“This is so surreal...being on the other side of the bars. I hate this even more than being in them...” Tirek muttered in disgust with how we couldn’t help. She reached the end of the hall and turned to find another equally-long hall, the cells similarly filled, but here they were clearly much older inmates, desensitized to the torment and even cat-calling and wolf-whistling as she passed.

“Hey~ sexy! Shake that booty!”

“Give us a show ey? Heft those milkers heifer!”

“Whoa~ are those party balloons in yer top, or ya jus’ glad to see me?”

“Fucking pigs!” I snarled as Tirek just let the obnoxious jeering roll off of her. By the time we reached the end of the hall and turned, I wanted to set them on fire!

“Hello!” A Cheerful voice greeted and we looked to see Tingle. Green wolf Tingle in a draconequus costume. In the middle of the hall. Jumping like a demented little freak-.

“NO! GETAWAY YOU FREAK!” Tirek yelled as she ran away, the jeering inmates cheering at the breast-quaking show she was giving, but then screaming in terror as the green-costume wearing wolf gave chase. “NOT HIM! ANYONE BUT HIM! HOW IS HE OUT?!”

“What?! It’s just Tingle!” I called out in shock at this reaction while holding onto the fabric of the Hero’s Garb, trying not to get tossed off by Tirek’s frantic gallop.

“You know that freak?!” Tirek demanded in shock as I flew out of her hood. “No! Don’t!”

“Hey, Tingle!” I took off Volva, panting in the heat, and the fairy-obsessed wolfman gasped in absolute hero-worship.

“Yes! Yay! A Fairy! I knew I wasn’t crazy! Please, Miss Fairy! Make me a fairy too! I want to be one so very much!” Tingle pleaded, and I sent a heartfelt plea to Farore.

“This one is a con artist and a thief of the highest caliber! Why should I reward him?” I sent sensations of utter despair for his very existence, and that while not willing to kill him, that he would likely be far more bearable if his wish was granted. “Oh, fine!” Farore took over, forcing my body to take on a green light form, and sprinkled the delusional wolf with fairy dust. Soon, he poofed, his costume deflating, and out came a female primarily green fairy.

“YES! YES! I’LL FOLLOW YOU UNTIL THE END MISTRESS!” Tingle cheered in her crazy devotion.

“No need! I have an important task young Tingle! You must tend to the Veil, and ensure those lazy Breezies do their job!” I imperiously stated to my new follower.

“I WILL DO THIS WITH THE UTMOST CARE AND DILIGENCE!” Tingle screamed with religious insanity before poofing away.

“You got rid of him?” Many asked in awe and hope.

“She’s now a steward for the Veil of reality! She’ll be so busy, she can’t bother anybody!” I announced, and everyone, even the new inmates who had only suffered him a short time, cheered ecstatically. “Now then, STOP JEERING AT MY LOVER OR I’LL END YOU!” I ordered, and all the rude inmates cowered in the back walls of their cells. “Good children~!”

“...Babe, can we bang later?” Tirek requested, clearly turned on incredibly as her butt wiggled and her nose flared. “I second that, even if Navi isn’t up for it, we’ll bang later,” Shiny replied to Tirek’s request.

“Okay!” I chirped happily as I put Volvagia back on. Whew this place is hot!