Chapter 1 of my legend of Zelda fan fiction! Or at least what I have so far… might just add more latter
Not much hinting to the fact that it's a Zelda fan fiction… BUT IT'S A START.
VERY MUCH CREDIT TO MY BROTHER'S FRIEND PAUL!!! Who helped me think of everything XD;
I own Rumias… well… Paul kinda owns him too XD, and Alex.
Little surprise appearance from a past Zelda character latter on after the first 2 chapters :3
also, please critique by chapter (easier for me that way) and point out things that don't flow well (I always feel like the flow of my stories stinks)
"this darkness seems impenitrable…" one of the guards whispered, "I feel as though we're being watched."
"Shut up Rumias! This mission is important! There's going to be feelings of paranoia!" the other head guard shushed.
"I know Alex, I'm sorry. I let my mind wander," Rumias quietly apologized.
"My gods… it feels like winter!" he breathed. Suddenly, there was a blood curdling scream from the back of the wagon, followed by crying from the precious cargo.
"WRAITHS!!!" one of the lowly soldiers shouted, confirming Rumias's fears. The wagon halted suddenly, sending Rumias catapulting into the air. He landed, smashing his head on a boulder. The last he heard before he passed out was screaming and the wailing of the precious cargo.
~~~~~~~later~~~~~~~~
Upon his waking, Rumias looked around. The corpses of each of his comrades were littered everywhere. It was then that he realized something terrifying. It was silent. Normally silence wouldn't scare him, but there had been a baby in the wagon. The king and queen's baby. A baby scared like that would still be crying right now.
Ignoring his injuries, Rumias lept to his feet and bolted to the wagon. Everything was gone except for the cradle. Most of his hopes withered when he found the cradle to be empty. But the fact that there was no blood in it gave him some hope.
He looked around again and sighed. Bandits must have raided it while he was unconscious.
