Disclaimer: I do not own Zelda. But I do own the RPG characters.
Okay onto chapter two! I have no idea what's going to happen, so this'll be fun for us all!
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Chapter 2: Civil Chats
Sheik woke up and stretched out his aching arms. He had been searching for his sister for months and finally found her. What his sister was up to Sheik couldn't be sure, but he knew it probably wasn't safe. He rose and changed into a clean tunic and pants before heading down to check on Linka. He pulled his long blonde hair back into a low-hanging ponytail. He hadn't seem Linka since she had suddenly disappeared.
He braced himself to break the news to her. He caught sight of his younger sister and couldn't stop the broad smile that spread across his face. Sheik sat down and prompted by Linka's raised eyebrow, "Remember my wife Tula?"
Linka vaguely nodded her head. Sheik had married Tula a month or so before Linka had disappeared, "Well we're expecting a child," he laughed as Linka's face first lit up with joy, then went red, then lit up with joy again.
"Congratulations Sheik," she smiled and took a drink of what looked like apple cider, "So I'll be an aunt soon. I guess I'll have to finish here first." Sheik didn't like the look on her face as she said that last part.
"Are you sure this is the only way Linka?" Sheik would have never thought Linka would really understand how to use feminine charm, she was more of the fighter. Somehow though he could feel that's what she was doing, "it's not like you."
"Sheik I told you, It's just my pretty face that let's me in, nothing more," She immediately defended, "I'm not doing anything Ralf would disapprove of." Though her woods were reassuring, there was something about them that Sheik didn't quite trust. Something was different from yesterday, but he couldn't figure out what.
"You go do what it is you need, just be careful," he sighed and ordered some cider for himself. He watched her get up and leave with only a wave good-bye. A sigh escaped Sheik once again. How could he help his sister with her scheme. She wasn't just here because of the approaching army, he knew he too well for that. An idea came to him and he grinned like a mad-man as he accepted his cider.
Linka made her way through the town. Her standard green tunic and brown pants in place. Her long hair was pulled back into a pony-tail so the green hat she inherited from her father would fit comfortably. She confidently opened the doors to the tavern where she knew the solders hang out.
She ordered some cider-as she always did and savored the warm drink as it warmed her throat. Though the weather was nice, Linka disliked the winds that blew through the town. As she always did she began to listen to the gossiping solders. Some of them missed their wives, while other enjoyed the dancers, so far nothing new. Then something caught her ear.
"Didja hear Sir Crakes might be cuming back?" a solder near her spoke in a murmur, but she could hear him clearly.
"Yes, sumthin bout is boi's cumin of age right?" another one replied. Linka found that bit more interesting than the rest. 'Crakes has a son?' she thought to herself, though she couldn't really see it, it did make sense.
"Well, well, here again I see," the smooth voice from the previous night came from beside her. She turned to see that same young man from the previous night, "I never did disclose my name."
"No you didn't did you?" she didn't smile, but instead turned back to her cider, "You just cam in, told me about how much I wanted your information and left."
"You forgot the part about you wanting me," he smugly smiled and ordered an ale, "Which you do or you wouldn't be here today. I'm Derrick by the way."
"I have no desire towards you other than the information you claim to have about Sir Crakes," she wasn't going to trust him right off away, "So Derrick what is it you know?"
"Claim to have information?" he sounded offended as he accepted his ale, "I think I would know several things about my father that wouldn't be common knowledge." His face grew smugger as her head whipped around to stare at him.
"You're his son?" though she had already suspected it, she didn't expect him to confirm it so quickly. Now her eyes narrowed, "why are you telling me this? How can I be sure you're telling the truth?"
"So suspicious," he shook his head in disappointment, "how can I prove to you I'm his son?" He mulled it over in his mind. She watched him, curious as to how he would prove it, "Well he saved your about a year ago, though it hasn't been quite that long."
"About eight and a half months, but close enough," she interjected. That didn't quite prove he was Sir Crakes son, but it was certainly a start towards it, "Continue."
Derrick leaned in and whispered, "You, your brother, and some guy named Ralfisco all posses the pieces of the Triforce. I know that that has yet to become public knowledge," sitting back up his leaned back, black jerkin stretching across to reveal his knives again, "as for why I'm telling you this, well why not?"
"You don't know if you can trust me," she replied so bluntly he began to chuckle, though Linka didn't see what was so funny, "So, are you just going to hand over the answers I want?" She didn't trust this, he was being too friendly.
At this is straightened up and placed his arms on the counter leaning on them, "Now even you should know I can't do that. Not even for such a cute girl." A sly grinned swept onto his face again. Linka was starting to become a little irritated by him.
"So then what is it you wish from me?" she gritted her teeth, almost completely sure she wouldn't like the answer, no matter what it was. Ralfisco's face came into her mind, he would be there the next day, but that would ruin her plans, so she had to get her information today.
"I'm sure we could work something out," he dropped two rupees on the counter and offered her his arm, "lets go talk somewhere we won't easily be overheard shall we?"
"Lead the way," she stood and started to walk past him, not even motioning to take his arm. She heard a sigh and felt his arm brush against hers as he walked past her. Linka didn't like the attention this man was giving to her, but what she hated even more was that she had to put up with it.
He led her through the tavern and up to the second floor. Linka ignored the snickers and strange looks she could hear and feel the various members giving her. The stairway led them to the second floor and Linka's sapphire eyes scanned the hallway for which door were they possibly going into and her hand fell on her the pommel to her legendary blade, the Master Sword.
Derrick's deep blue hair had been pulled back into a short pony-tail. Stopping, he turned his emerald gaze to meet hers sapphire one and she didn't break it, mainly as a way to prove she wasn't afraid, but once again the smirk on his face made her believe he misunderstood her gesture.
He opened the door and in an exaggerated gesture swept his arm in the direction of the room and bowed, "Princesses first my dear Linka." She shouldered past him and examined the room. There was a simple bed in the corner, a table with two chairs, and a bed table. The table had two candles on it, but to Linka's relief they weren't lit and the light illuminated the room was from a window beside the bed.
"Have a seat, anywhere," Derrick sat down on one of the chairs from the table and sat in a way that someone could easily sit on his lap. Linka didn't like the implication of where he wanted her to sit and walked over to sit across the table form him, "Why sitting so far away?"
"Why should I sit any closer?" Linka crossed her arms over her chest and held a serious expression, "We're here to do business."
"Linka, Linka," he shook his head from side to side, several bangs fell over his eyes, which her gracefully pushed back, "there's no reason to be like that. We can be friends here right?" His sly, smug smile returned, "after all I have the leverage here right?"
"Look, you have information I desire and apparently I have something you want other than money or you wouldn't be putting up such a huge front," annoyance pored from her voice like rain from the sky.
With an exaggerated sigh he placed his cheek on his fist, "Tell what it is you wish to know about my father exactly and then I shall name my price."
"First, what is his connection with my father," she watched his face for a reaction and only received a thoughtful glance, "or don't you know?"
"Oh I know," he leaned back in his chair, "I was just debating on the price for that information. I don't find it heavily important, but apparently you do. Is the only reason you want to know because my father saved your life, or did you find something?"
Linka watched the sly look return to his face. He knew more than what he led on, 'Does he know what this mask means?' she thought about the white haired mask she had found that although it looked like her father's face, also looked very different from him. It had white eyes, and red lines on the side, though it looked like it wore a white hat.
"I found some things in a trunk of my Dad's. We call it his trunk o'junk, because it holds some old things of his from his travels," she tried to be vague, "and there was a not beside it from your father, but it really gives no hint of how they knew each other."
"Well, I suppose I too would be curious, all right I've decided my price," he sat up again, "you have to be my escort to some formal meeting I must attend," she started to object, but he continued, "I'll tell you everything you wish to know and my father will be there."
Linka paused to think it over, "your father will be there? What do you get out of this?"
"A chance to see you in a dress and I don't have to worry about finding arm candy," he chuckled to himself, though Linka had to bite her tongue.
"I'll have to ask Ralfisco how he feels about me going with you," it was her turn to smile smugly, "he's my fiancée."
"It's not as a couple Linka, besides who else can you ask who would offer such a fair price?"
"Fine, we have a deal, now answer the question," she placed her elbows on the table and laid her head on her fingers.
"As you wish, it started after Link left Termina…"
Well yes I'm evil, but I stayed up til 3 in the morning to finish this. (people kept distracting me during the day) I'll try to have chapter 3 up in a few days. I'm trying to get this one done ahead of the crossover, so everyone will have the info needed, but hey it'll all work out ., well read and review.
