Rusl walked up to the bassinet sitting in the corner and looked inside, being a curious three year old. The baby inside was so small and the blonde hair could barely be seen. She was sleeping so soundly, wrapped up in a little light blue blanket.

"Rusl?" Rusl turned to the soft voice. It was his mother, Akiyo, who was coming to check on the baby. "Are you watching over the baby?"

"Yea."

"That's so sweet of you." She sat down next to him. "You know, when a baby is sleeping, you have to be really quiet, or they may wake up and start crying."

"Ok. I'll be quiet."

"That's my little warrior." She ruffled his hair and he smiled. "Do you want to know her name?"

"Yea."

"Her name is Uli."

"Uli?"

"Mmhmm."

"Will we be friends?"

"That is up to you and her. Right now, she doesn't know much around her. She only knows is to sleep because she's sleepy. She'll cry when she needs food or attention."

"Did I do that?"

"Yes, you did. Every baby does. It's so that way they can grow up."

"Will I grow up?" She put a hand on his shoulders.

"Yes, honey. You'll grow up. You'll keep growing even if you stop getting taller."

"How?"

"You'll keep growing in here." She put her free hand on his head. "And in here." She put her hand on his chest. "And those will continue to grow for a long time."

"Like a giant?"

"Yes, honey, like a giant." His mother hugged him tight and smiled. "A big, tough, giant."

~Three years later~

Shortly after Rusl turned four, a famine came through and wiped out half of Ordon Village's population, taking Rusl's mother along with it. Despite the loss, Rusl kept his spirits high.

"Wusl! Wait!" Uli was climbing up a tree, following behind Rusl and Bo. Bo was 10 years old, four years older than Rusl.

"Rusl, why did you have to invite a girl to climb trees with us?" Bo asked.

"She can climb." Rusl got up to the branch Bo was at. "You can do it, Uli." Uli was still really small and she couldn't quite reach to the other branches. She slipped a little and grabbed tightly onto the branch, screaming.

"I don't wanna cwimb anymo! I'm scawed!" Rusl started climbing back down to her.

"Come on. It's not so bad once you get used to it. I started climbing trees a long time ago. You can do it." He reached out to her. She was scared, but reached up to him. He pulled her up. "We need to get to the top, Uli. We can do it." Rusl and Uli kept climbing.

"Wow, you guys are something else." Bo said, shaking his head.

"Keep your trap shut, Bo. You'll see. With my training, she'll be able to climb higher than you can."

"We'll see about that."

"Bo, you meanie." Uli shouted.

"I could have you thrown in prison for that."

"Bo, there isn't a prison in Ordon."

"There's the stables run by Fado."

"Yes, but those are for goats, she'd easily be able to slip out. Plus, Fado is a kind old man who would not let a little girl get locked up."

"His son might though."

"Ronjer wouldn't do that either." Without either of them noticing, Uli had climbed passed Bo. She sat on a branch four branches higher than Bo.

"Hey, look at me." Rusl looked up and saw Uli.

"Thata girl! I knew you could do it." Bo looked up. "Looks like you think too highly of yourself, Bobo."

"Don't call me that!" Rusl laughed and climbed up to the branch Bo was on.

"Then be nice to Uli."

"Why should I?"

"Because, you are the future mayor of Ordon. I won't follow your lead if you continue to act like a spoiled bully." Rusl climbed up to another branch.

"You would have no choice. You are part of Ordon. We're a family and a family sticks together."

"You don't count, you're always mean to her and that's not nice. She can't help being a girl. But she's a good girl because she's nice and she can climb higher than you."

"Oh yea!?" Bo got up and started climbing up again, then slipped and started to fall. "Ah!" Rusl jumped down quickly to the closest branch, almost losing his balance, but caught Bo's hand. Then he started to fall. He managed to grab the branch he was falling from. He tried to pull them back up. Bo tried to reach a branch below them, which wasn't helping Rusl's grip.

"Wusl! Bo!"

"We're going to be ok, Uli. Don't worry." Rusl started to slip more. "Bo, stop moving!"

"I don't wanna fall and die!"

"You're not gonna die!" Rusl started to slip more and they both fell. Falling and hitting a few branches as they fell. Rusl tried to stand up, but when he put weight on his left leg, he screamed and fell forward, crying, clutching his leg.

"Rusl, are you ok?"

"My leg! I think it's broken!"

"Wusl!" Rusl looked up and saw Uli trying to come down. Uli slipped and started to scream.

"Watch out!" Bo caught her. "You ok, Uli?"

"Yea, I'm ok." Bo smiled.

"Good." He set her down gently onto the ground. She ran to Rusl's side.

"Wusl, aw you ok?"

"Yes, I'm fine, Uli." Rusl smiled. "Not to worry." Bo walked over.

"At any rate, we need to get you back to the village so your dad can take a look at your leg."

"Oh gods, not him…"

"Well, he is the village healer. You know that." Bo turned him around and lifted him up, trying to be careful of his broken leg. Uli followed close by, feeling very worried. They made it to the house second furthest from the start of the trail. "Uli, will you knock on the door to see if he's home." Uli quietly knocked on the door. The door opened to reveal a tall, light blond haired man with silver eyes. He instantly saw Rusl in Bo's arms and sighed.

"What did you do now?"

"We were climbing trees and we fell. Rusl's leg might be broken." Bo explained. Rusl closed his eyes and lowered his head. Rusl's dad sighed again.

"Bring him in and set him on the couch." Bo nodded and did as ordered. "Looks like you've been rather scratched up too, Bo."

"Yea, but I'm alright. I don't think anything's broken."

"Still though, we should put some disinfectant syrup on the wounds and cover them up. Even the tiniest scratch could be infected, especially if you fell out of a tree."

"Uncle, I'll be fine. I was once stabbed in the leg with a pitch fork without anyone noticing and that was used on dirty, bug covered, hay."

"And you're lucky to be alive." The healer looked over Rusl's leg, poking it to try and find the break. He poked it right at the ankle and Rusl yelped and pulled back. "Looks like it doesn't need to be straightened out, it's stayed in place, but broke. I'll wrap it up, but you can't walk on it for quite a while." Rusl crossed his arms. "Oh, don't give me that. You know better than to climb trees, you know what can happen if you do."

"It's best to train, just in case someone attacks. We could hide in the trees."

"Rusl, enough of that. We've been at peace for generations."

"You never know though. Not long after the Hylian Civil War, there was the war with the Gerudo that wiped them out. The entire population of Hyrule moved after that. Leaving only one little Ranch to defend itself against everything else because our ancestors were too stubborn to follow. This world may be at peace, but for how much longer? That's why we should train ourselves, to defend against such a thing."

"That's enough. Don't try to be a warrior, Rusl. It'll only end up in getting you killed."

"Towards what, since apparently there's no threat?"

"There's people out there who wouldn't hesitate to kill you. I am not going to argue with you about this." Rusl pouted again.

"You never argue about anything… You don't know anything…"

"I at least know more than you because I lived here much longer. You're only six, Rusl. You're too young to understand the world."

"I at least know it's better to be prepared in case of the worst. No one in our village fights. Pergie's big sister wandered into the woods and never came back. It's been over a year since. Something had to attack her. She went into those woods so many times. Not once did she get hurt, then she goes missing and no one can find her."

"She probably fell off the edge of the bridge."

"A small little girl just as old as Bo is now falling off of such a wide bridge? I don't think so. You know what I saw once too."

"A goblin is something from an old wives' tale."

"It was a Bokoblin, Daddy. Like the ones from a long time ago. They came back. They probably ate her and use her bones for weapons and jewelry. Like what we do with deer and anything else we catch and eat. Daddy, they're out there and this village is just a sitting cucco just waiting to be attacked."

"That's enough. I already told you." Rusl glared at him. Ever since Rusl's mom died, the bond between Rusl and his father has greatly disappeared.

"I'll show you, I'll become a warrior. I'll prove to you that we should learn to fight."

"Uncle Calin, why aw you scawed of mean people? Bobo is mean all da time."

"Hey!" Bo yelled.

"There's a difference. Very mean people are more likely to hurt others for no reason at all. Those like Bo tend to be bullies, that's all, but have a kind heart deep down."

"You're mean, Uncle…"

"Let's face it, Bo, you do tend to get a little bit rude to others and are quite the instigator. Though, you still take care of others, which is more than what really mean people will do." Calin finished up tying up Rusl's leg. "Though, really mean people live far away. You don't have to worry."

"Until they decide to attack us." Rusl mumbled.

~Two years later~

A series of cries and screams broke through the twilight's silence but was far from the village of Ordon.

"Wow, Rusl. That was amazing!" Uli said. Rusl spun his wooden sword around and shouted. He looked over at Uli and smiled.

"Thanks." Uli smiled. She sat on a rock and watched as Rusl swung his home made wooden sword around. "One of these days." He slashed down. "I'm going to get a real sword." He spun around again, spinning a bit too much and fell over. Uli giggled.

"There you guys are." Rusl got up and turned around.

"Hey, Bo. Ready to practice?"

"You bet." Bo pulled out his own wooden sword, one that Rusl made for him. Bo raced toward him, Rusl held up his sword, using his other hand for support as Bo slashed down at him. Rusl pushed back and delivered his own attack. Bo moved away and went for a stab, but Rusl twirled his way around and then stabbed at Bo, stabbing him in the side. "Ah! I'm hit." He falls down goofily and acts as if he's dead.

"Yay! Rusl killed Bo!" Bo quickly sat up.

"Hey!" Rusl laughed and offered his hand to him. Bo grabbed it, letting Rusl help him up.

"Good job. You prove to be quite the opponent." Rusl turned his head to look at Uli. "You sure you don't want to practice with us?"

"I'm sure. I want to learn how to take care of people like Uncle Calin. That way if you guys get hurt, I can take care of you. Knowing you guys, you're reckless enough to get hurt a lot."

"I'll take that as a compliment, milady." Rusl bowed, using his sword for support. Bo hit the sword with his and caused Rusl to fall with a shout.

"Man down." Rusl looked up and glared at him, then started laughing. He got up.

"That was such a cheap hit."

"Hey, you're the one preaching about always be aware and being prepared." There was a noise off in the distance and Rusl's head snapped to the direction of it.

"Did you guys hear that?"

"Like I'm falling for that."

"This is not a trick. Listen." It was silent. There was then a shout of something they didn't recognize. "There it was. Did you hear it that time?"

"Yea…"

"We have to go home, now! Bo, carry Uli, she's not fast enough on her own." Bo nodded and went over to Uli, kneeling down.

"Come on, Princess. We've got to go." Uli was on the verge of tears because she was so scared.

"They're coming!" Rusl shouted. Uli climbed onto Bo's back. Bo stood up and started to run. Rusl started running behind them.

"What are they?!"

"Bokoblins!"

"I thought those were only a legend!"

"I told you I saw one!" They could hear the shouts of the bokoblins behind them. "They're gaining on us!" Rusl looked at Uli who had her eyes closed tight and tears rolling down her cheeks. He knew he had to do something. "Get Uli to safety!"

"What are you going to do?!"

"I'm gonna hold them off while you two escape!"

"That's suicide!"

"I don't care! Go!" Rusl stopped, skidding on the ground a bit and turned around. He stood his ground at the oncoming attack. When one got close, he slashed at them, making them fall, but not doing them much damage with a wooded sword. It got back up and tried to attack with its bone machete. Rusl hit it again, hitting it right on its neck. It fell to the ground dead.

Then, something he didn't understand happened. Its skin started to bubble. It then exploded and only pieces remained in various places. Being distracted from the horrible site, he didn't realize there was one closing in on him. He was tackled onto the ground. His wooden sword was knocked out of his hand. He started sobbing and crying as he tried to push the bokoblin off of him, which was trying to bite him. It bit him on his shoulder and he screamed.

He punched the Bokoblin off of him and scrambled to get up, grabbing his sword. He started to run as fast as his could, but ended up tackled again. He was being pinned, feeling so many weird, misshaped hands touching all over him. He started to cry more. He felt his sword taken out of his hand and his wrists were being tied. He was now being dragged along the forest floor. He struggled to break free, but he was too panicked to think clearly. The dragging suddenly stopped as he heard what sounded like a horse coming his way. He heard shouting of the bokoblins and hearing their footsteps as they charged. Rusl covered his head and curled up, waiting for the chaos to be over. He heard more shouts of the bokoblins.

"Rusl!" Rusl looked up and saw Old Man Fado on his pure black horse, Nightmare. Fado got off and raced toward him. He knelt in front of him and undid the bounds around his wrists. "You alright, lad?" Rusl started to sob. Fado hugged him tightly. "There, there. It's alright lil' one."

"I was so scared…"

"I know." Fado lifted him up. "Let's go and get you back home. We need to be quick. Some Bokoblins got passed me." Rusl nodded. Fado got him onto his horse and then he got on behind. He kicked Nightmare's side to get him to go, he started to gallop towards the village.

"How did you know where to find me?"

"Bo and Uli came to the village. Uli came and got me, since I'm a hunter. I may be old, but I'm still a sharp shooter." Nightmare made it to the village, though, they didn't see any bokoblins along the way.

"Rusl!" Rusl turned his head, his father was running toward them. Fado helped him down and got down himself. "Oh my gods, you're ok!" Calin hugged him tightly. "I was so worried about you." Rusl hugged him tightly and began to cry, letting a sob or two escape his throat.

"I'm sorry…"

"You don't need to apologize, my boy. I should. You were right all along and I'm so sorry…" Calin hugged him tighter then pulled away to looked at him. "Oh, you're shoulder is bleeding."

"One of them bit me."

"Let's take care of it right away." Calin lifted him up like you'd carry a toddler. Rusl was very small for his age. Rusl rested his head on his dad's shoulder. "Thank you, Fado. For finding my son."

"Ah, no need to thank me, Cal. You'd uh done the same for mine, wouldn't ya?"

"Of course, though I don't know how great I'd be since, well. I'm healer, not a hunter." Fado laughed.

"Yea, now go on, get yer son cleaned up. I gotta talk at the Mayor." Calin nodded. Both Bo and Uli ran up, as well as young Pergie who ran beside Uli.

"Is Rusl alright?" Uli asked.

"Yes, he just has a minor injury." Bo opened the door for Calin's house. He set Rusl down on the couch and took off his tank top shirt after undoing the ribbon around his waist.

"I knew I shouldn't have left him behind." Bo said.

"I'm ok, Bo. Really." Rusl assured. "Thank you for getting Uli to safety." Bo smiled a little. Calin grabbed a jar and poured some of the contents onto a cloth. He then dabbed it on Rusl's wound, which made Rusl cringe.

"What you did was really reckless, Rusl." Bo scolded. "You could have gotten more hurt than that. Looks like you have some burns too. Turns out the blood of the bokoblins burn when it touches your skin."

"How do you know that?"

"Some bokoblins came and attacked. Me and Uncle Ronjer grabbed pitch works and defended the village. What was weird was the bokoblins exploded into pieces. Some of the blood splattered on us and we felt like we were burning. Looks like some of the blood splattered on you too."

"Daddy and Uncle Ronjer are working to build a gate to keep the bokoblins out." Pergie said. "It may take time though." Pergie was a year older than Rusl.

"To think, bokoblins were thought to be legends."