Hello my lovelies! Here comes another chapter! Be prepared, this one is longer than the last. Thank you for favorites and following! Without further ado, enjoy!
-WingedIceWolf

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BREATH OF THE WILD! IT BELONGS TO SHIGERU MIYAMOTO!

"Wake up!" a voice shouted in his ear before he felt gelid water drench his barren skin.

Link's wild blue eyes snapped open and he threw himself against the wall, coughing up the water that had gone up his nose as he instinctively started shivering, curling up into what ball he could form in attempt to keep warm. Big mistake, he realized after throwing himself into the rough stone, he felt pain shoot through him as his shoulders came crashing into the wall.

He was chained like a dog, chains around his neck and cold steel digging into his flesh. Link expected to be staring into the eyes of a Yiga, but to his surprise, he could see a man with a dark veil hiding his face, only able to see the dark, hard eyes of the man.

When looking around the cell, he could see a heavy metal door and a slot above him that barely allowed any moonlight into the room. The floor was cold and solid, but also chipped and cracked, small pieces of stone in puddles of water from earlier. The man snapped, directing his attention towards him.

"Good…I was beginning to think you wouldn't survive. Seems I was wrong," the man commented, jerking Link's head back by his hair so that he was looking him in the eyes. The man smiled at the pain he could see in the younger boy's features. "Seems they were right, you have the same blue eyes as that Hero who fell a century ago. You can't be him."

"I d-don't know...what you're talking about," Link choked, wincing in pain.

"Don't play dumb with me, I didn't ask for your opinion!" the man snapped, giving the chains around his neck a hard tug. Link gasped for air and clawed at the chains until his lungs filled with fire and the man released, leaving him to wheeze like a broken bird. "You will speak only when spoken to, I don't care what your name is. Now, eat."

The man snapped and another man brought forward a bowl with red slop inside. The smell of it made Link gag almost instantly, coughing up flecks of blood as a result. Some of it dribbled from his mouth, causing him to groan slightly.

"Eat or starve," the man demanded.

"I'd rather s-starve!" Link replied coldly, coughing again before spitting at the man's feet. That caused his captor to become angered and grab him by the chin, slamming his head into the wall, Link crying out in pain as stars clouded his vision.

"Brat. Should have left you for dead!" the man growled and Link found the chains tightening once again. "Stubborn, but that won't keep you alive…" he released the chains, the Hero barley able to keep his eyes open due to the pain and lack of oxygen. "Starve then. We won't have to deal with you for very long."

And with that, the men left the cell, leaving Link on his own. As soon as they left, he took a deep breath, coughing harshly from the effort and sending pain racing through his body. His wounds were starting to scab over and they were still fresh for the most part, still containing the sand. As his stomach growled, he caught a whiff of the contents of the bowl, gagging once again.

Where's the Sheikah Slate…? The Hero suddenly thought to himself, searching frantically. He concluded they had found the slate around his hip and taken it for themselves, along with his clothing. The only thing they had left him with was his leggings, nothing more. This is fantastic…Curse my foolishness…

He growled under his breath, coughing up blood once again. Link's stomach snarled, but he refused to eat whatever was in the bowl. For all he knew, it could be poisoned or drugged. He didn't know why it seemed they wanted to keep him alive, but he had a feeling it wasn't anything good.

Link tugged harshly at the chains, but no matter how hard he tugged, they wouldn't come free. He didn't remember how long he had sat in the cell, a fever growing and him shivering uncontrollably. All he wanted was to get out of that torture…

Nausea grew and he found his body lurching, feeling the bile leave his stomach and coat the floor. His nose wrinkled at the smell of it, it seeming to be just as bad as whatever was in the bowl. He curled up and pressed himself against the wall, bare skin and all, wanting to get out of this place.

Link found himself drifting off to sleep, finally giving into fatigue. When he awoke a second time, he heard a loud bang at the door.

"Wake up, brat! Time to see what you can do!"

A different man from last time entered the cell, unchained the chains from the wall and dragged Link out by his arm. Link refrained from crying out, stumbling along as the man went down a straight hallway, to an arena. His captor was gathered with his many men, at least forty, if not, more, in a circle around the arena. Link barely had time to look at them before he was thrown down on the arena floor, sand flying in the air and getting into his eyes.

"We're going to release you soon, but first," began the lead bandit. "Let's see what you're made of. If you win, might as well give you your useless belongings back."

The Sheikah Slate…Link struggled to get to his feet as he heard a snap, weak and growing pale from both blood loss and illness. He looked up at the leader and felt the chains around his neck lifted, sliding from his shoulders and falling to the ground with a thump. The large amount of weight that had weighed him down was gone, losing his footing as a result and he plummeted into the sand.

Once again, Link was yanked to his feet as the men laughed mockingly at him, but others kept quiet and watched. His ear twitched as he heard creaking, forced to turn and gaze at a large, rusted iron gate with claw marks and scratches all along it.

He could faintly hear a huffing noise as a creature began to emerge from the shadows. It towered over him and before too long, he found himself staring into the eye of a Hinox.

And there is the chapter! I hope to post soon in the not too distant future, but I suppose this will do for now! Thank you!

-WingedIceWolf

This chapter is dedicated to:Allenwalkerissocute