"Is there any sign of his whereabouts?" Princess Zelda stood and walked to the map of Hyrule.
"We have checked everywhere from Snowpeak to the Gerudo Desert. There is no sign of him. We asked the residents of his home and they haven't seen him since after the... accident."
"Keep searching then. Do not stop until you locate him..." Zelda swallowed, closing her eyes. "Or his body at least."
"Yes your majesty."
"He is the only one who can save us..." She looked outside her castle. To the West, she could see ominous clouds building, she could feel the darkness and despair in the air and she shivered. "Where in Hylia's name are you?"
A man dumped a pail of water on the boy in the alley, his gruff voice echoing off the walls. "Aye. Boy. You cannot be here, this here is private property so I suggest you get your arse out of here."
The boy looked up wiping the water off his face. "I was just resting my eyes here. No harm done."
"You are pushing it boy. Leave here." He still didnt move, the man growled lowly and yelled. "NOW!"
"Fine. I wasn't hurting anything though." He clumsily stood, bottles falling from around him. He pulled the hood to his cloak up and around him hiding his face. He didn't want to be recognized. Not here. Not now. Not after what he did to Hyrule.
The once called hero named Link stumbled forward in an unknown land. He had taken to the bottle since his accident and though he was ashamed of the filthy habit, he couldn't live without it anymore. He was no hero and he never should've been.
Link walked to a fountain in the town. He had no money and the little he did have he blew on booze to forget. He was dirty and poor but it didnt faze him. The once respectful young man now worn thin from years of fighting. He dunked his face into the chilled water enjoying it for the time being. The only good thing about his predicament.
He began scrubbing his face and his arms free from dirt and blood. He was always to remain a fighter and he prooved it every night at the bar.
Minor cuts and bruises littered his otherwise untainted skin. He didnt care though.
"Hey! Hey you!" He spun to see guards running towards him. "Stop in the name of the King!"
Link ran. He knew how to avoid idiots like them, he did it in his mission back in Hyrule. The boy ran and leapt over a stall crouching behind a barrel only to watch the idiots keep running yelling for him to stop. He sighed in relief not that he was too worried.
"Hey stranger." His gaze snapped up to a woman. "Anything I can help you with down there?" She smirked as he realized he could practically see up her dress, a blush spreading across his face as he quickly stood.
"Sorry... That wasn't supposes to happen..." Link cleared his throat. The woman was attractive to say the least. She had extraordinary purple eyes with smooth black hair and a fair skin tone to match. She was perfect.
"So what has you running from the authorities?"
"A simple misunderstanding." He stated.
"I've seen you before i believe."
"Not likely. Im not from around here and I should get back." He akwardly slipped away into the crowd. He didn't need anyone recognizing him. The woman became skeptical and kept a close eye on him as he walked away. She knew she had seen him before. He was the mighty warrior...
He went strait to the bar knowing the authorities wouldn't recognize him here.
"Ah boy! There ya are!" The bartender waved him over. "I got ya another fight tonight. You win, the payoff is 700 rupees and of cource drinks on the house."
"Thanks Jack." He mumbled walking over to the cage. He fought here every night with promises of rupees and drinks. He was almost undefeated too if it weren't for the cheaters who brought weapons in with them.
The woman from earlier stepped in grabbing a seat at the bar just as the fight started. Most people were there to watch a good fight and to drink but not her. She instead remained infatuated with the unnamed boy.
The man he fought was huge compared to Link. And drunk as well. The clumsy violent man took a swing at Link who easily dodged the blow and punched him square in the stomach. The man only laughed shoving him away before hitting him in the side of the face.
Links head was swimming, there was a roar from the crowd half cheering for his defeat, the others screaming for him to get up and fight. He rolled away as the man tried to stomp on him. He looked around trying to come up with something, then it hit him.
Not an idea, no. A chair of all things came out of no where and bashed him in the head, his world went dark. The last thing he remembered was Jack screaming at the guy to stop.