HI! It's here early because I couldn't wait HA
You might notice I'm leaving the old FSS up, which is because there's precious reviews i don't wanna leave, though the chapters have dropped into the void. This is quite a bit different from that, though, so it's not like new people will miss out or anything...
(lol this entire story will likely be in present tense because Homestuck ruined my brain and I switch tenses a lot. If that happens tell me so I can fix it!)
Chapter One: I was the Rain
(Thomas-Adam Habuda)
Hyrule Castle Town awakens slowly - everything is quiet, no one quite wanting to bother the still calm air. Everyone seemed to savor the precious hours when the sun turned the sky shades of pale yellow and orange, or grey on overcast days, and marketplace wasn't at its midmorning hustle.
In a modest house on the main street of town, a pair of run-down boots sit just inside the door, lonely. The table in the same room holds a small collection of empty cups, all with the same shade of coffee stains in them. The next room over, the kitchen, is spotless, though the cupboards have enough food to supply two people for many months. Up the wooden stairs lay two rooms, the one on the right void of an owner. The bed is empty, the sheets crinkled - the occupant likely hasn't been around for hours. Across the hall, the covers rise and fall steadily with the breathing of a boy on the verge of waking up.
After he does, however, he doesn't move. He stares blankly into space for a few moments, burning a hole in the wall with his gaze, before sighing heavily and sitting up. Bare feet make their way across the floor and down the stairs, and immediately to the kitchen.
Two coffee cups sit on the counter corner, one already downed, the other lukewarm. A note in calligraphic handwriting is next to it, and the boy lethargically picks it up to read. Dim blue eyes read it line by line.
Link,
I'll be gone long before you wake. I've gone to the Castle to help the knights - they had late night training and one of the other commanders had to leave and I'm writing far too much. I will be back before the sun reaches its three-quarter point in the sky. I hope you'll manage until then.
Don't do anything stupid.
Love, Dad
Link sets the paper back down and sighs again, this one tinged more with annoyance than anything else. His father was always gone for something or other and never returned until late, which he supposed wasn't all bad. It was significantly easier on the boy's mind to be around those he trusted, especially since the event referred to now as Then, but he supposed he could get through the day with lukewarm coffee and a fireplace.
Said fire rests in the sitting room, which has one small couch, one longer couch and a wooden stool Link's father usually occupies. The smaller couch has been moved closer to the fireplace, almost within reach of the embers, and Link sits on it with his knees tucked under him, closed off from everything but the still morning air around him and the roaring flames in the fire making pictures to watch while he waited. He had quite a while. He sat. And he watched the flames.
Red sat and watched the flames until he felt like his eyes were going to burn right out of his skull. The lulls between missions were so boring sometimes - obviously better than going around destroying property, but a lot more boring. He looked around occasionally to find Green next to him, also staring aimlessly into the fire, Blue pacing, and Vio reading a book, all of them clearly bored out of their minds.
Plink, plink.
Red suddenly hears light tapping above him and looks up at the roof, almost expecting there to be something there. The sound gets faster.
Plink plink plink-plink-plink plink-plinkplinkplinkplinkpli-
"Oh my gosh, guys!" The warm-colored Link says suddenly, startling Blue and Green. "It's raining!"
Blue gives him a deadpan look and says, annoyed, "Yeah, and what about it?"
Vio doesn't look up as he answers for Red. "We're currently situated in a small part of Necluda that rarely gets rainfall. I'm sure the villagers are pleased."
Red stands up and races to the window. Sure enough, the town's citizens are either hurrying into the nearest building for lack of an umbrella, or running around excitedly in the wet weather (most of the latter are children or young adults). He makes a small excited noise and bounds to the door where they put their boots, the others paying little attention to the small blond until he slams the wood door behind him with a resounding thunk on the way out of the inn. Blue looks up immediately, Vio more slowly, and Green passes straight over the glancing phase and makes his way briskly toward the door.
"Guess I should follow him," Green says, shrugging back at his comrades. Blue gets up and follows as soon as the door is shut again, and Vio isn't soon afterward. Red is outside, standing on the side of the street under the rooftops. Rain drips off the overhangs, creating ever-expanding puddles and little of it reaches from above. Blue finds him first.
"Red, why'd you run out here like that? It's just rain," the blue-clad boy says, annoyed. He kicks a nearby puddle with his shoe, and the murky grey water splashes back in his face as revenge. Red jumps full force into one a few paces away, sending tiny drops of rainwater onto the walls, Blue's hair, and his own clothes.
"Well, we've never seen rain before separated," Red says, shrugging and shivering immediately after. "I wanted to enjoy it, I guess." Before Blue can reply to the statement, Green calls to them from down the street a ways, where he and Vio have taken cover under an awning. Vio seems to already be engrossed in the book he brought with him and doesn't react to their leader's shouting, which leads the boys to suspect something. Sure enough, the boy points to the ground in front of him, where a large and likely deep puddle sits, a monster lying in wait for a victim.
Red grins and nods, pulling Blue behind him by the wrist as they come closer to the two cool-colored Links. The taller boy stumbles after, until he catches his footing and starts speed-walking closer as well. The rain hitting the street and dripping off buildings covers their echoing footsteps, until the two Links jump right into the middle of the puddle and drench their unsuspecting victim in slightly dirty water.
Vio just glares at them, but he doesn't say anything as he makes a show of flicking the water off his arms. Green laughs from his standing position a few paces away, out of range of the water spray.
All is well in the haven of their happiness.
Link sits near the fire, long since reduced to embers, staring empty into the void of space. He's looking back on the confusing mess of memories from his time as four people, confusing in the fact that he can see them from four points of view at one moment. Four different pairs of eyes, four different brains, four different thought processes, all at the same moment.
He hates thinking about it, but he can't stop either. He wants to understand what happened. All he remembers is parts when they were split up, and even those are strange because each of his selves has a different thought process than him.
He's shaken out of it by the sudden sharp tone of his father, who apparently just returned home from helping the Knights. "Link, are you alright?" When the blond looks up, his dad is standing in the doorway looking slightly concerned and still dressed for training. The fourteen-year-old nods, absent but out of his memories. His father makes his way over, shedding his cape and sword as he walks across the room. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," is Link's immediate response. "It's not that bad, just a little confusing. Besides, Hyrule didn't get destroyed and Zelda got back to the castle." He shrugs, then stands up and shivers. "I'm gonna go make more coffee."
As the boy leaves the room, his father stares after him before picking his cape up and going to hang it near the door.
IT DONE YAY
I hopefully don't get too behind on this loL
I'll update probably every other weekend, and if I miss I'll update during the following week. I'm also gonna stock up on chapters so I have some when I get writer's block...
Anyways yeah that's it byeeeeee
~Starr