Thanks to Msfcatlover, LegendofZeldaFreak, and Piezelle for reviewing my last chapter. This is where things will get… interesting.
Ruby: I didn't like the way you paused before saying "interesting…"
Silver: Shush! You're the OC! You have no say in the matter!
Ruby: Wanna bet? *holds up a sign that says "SUPPORT THE MARCH AGAINST OC ABUSE."
I do not own Legend of Zelda. If I did I would develop a Zelda game that looks entirely realistic. (Now THAT would be cool).
Chapter 2: Catch That Rabbit!
The thing about Kevin is he's small and he can hide in places that the average person can't. To make things worse, you almost never find him unless he WANTS you to find him. To sum it all up, this was going to be one heck of a rabbit hunt.
I boarded the Spirit Train at the edge of Hyrule Castle Town so I wouldn't have to walk all the way to the Faron Woods, which were almost all the way across the park. If there was one thing I've learned from Bushe Gardens USA, is if you don't want to begin wondering if your feet are still attached to your body or if they snapped off at some point in time, the tram or train or whatever they have is the smartest way to get around.
"You getting on, little lady?" the conductor (who of course was dressed like Link in order to set the mood) asked when he noticed me zoned out and not paying any attention to the fact that the train had arrived.
"Oro?" I asked, "I mean, huh?" I corrected when I caught the conductor giving me a funny look.
"S-sorry!" I blushed, climbing onto the platform.
"No need to apologize," he said, "That happens to me all the time. What was with the 'Oro' thing though? You from Japan?"
"N-no," I stammered, "I-I just take Japanese. Sorry, it just comes out sometimes when I'm not thinking straight."
"Ha!" he pointed to himself, "Happens to me too. I think it happens to EVERYONE who's bi-lingual and has a habit of zoning. Uh, n-not when I drive the train though!"
I smiled and got on the train. The conductor shut the door behind me and walked to the engine of the miniature train. I took a seat and proceeded to stare out the window absently for a bit.
"Something on your mind?" someone beside me asked.
A Vio cosplayer and his three companions had taken the seats near me and Vio seemed to be rather uncertainly observing everyone in the car.
"No," I said, "I'm just thinking."
"You looking for someone around this place?" he persisted.
"I don't see how that's any of your business," I replied, I'm not naturally rude, actually, I'm usually a fairly polite person, but this guy was REALLY annoying me, and kind of freaking me out as well.
"Okay!" he said defensively, "I was just going to offer to help!"
"Yeah well, thank you very much, but I'm doing fine on my own," I replied.
"You know," the Green cosplayer said, getting up from his seat and taking the seat on the other side of me, "It's okay to want to do something on your own, but it doesn't hurt to ask for help once in a while."
I studied his expression but no matter how hard I looked I really couldn't find anything to indicate that I couldn't trust this guy. I sighed and looked at the four Links on either side of me.
"I'm looking for a boy wearing dark green shirt with the words "step away from the chocolate and nobody gets hurt" on it, jeans, and a green Link hat. He has dark brown hair, brown eyes and glasses. He's about yay tall," I stood and put my hand up to my shoulder, "and he's probably certifiable. Does that help?"
The one in red nodded. "We'll keep an eye out," he said, placing a hand on my shoulder, "don't worry about him."
"Yeah," the one in purple said, "as soon as we find a short, certifiable, kid with glasses, we'll let you know."
I nodded. "Here's my stop," I said, jumping up when the train pulled into the Faron Woods station, "Thanks for the help!"
(Someone's POV)
Well there's a interesting bit of information, I thought, I suppose it's safe to assume that all four of these brats are off on their own. That's good, it'll make things SO much easier for us.
"I believe this is my stop as well," I said, swinging the door open and exiting after the girl.
After all, half the fun of hunting is the thrill of the chase.
(Back to Ruby's POV)
The Faron Woods, dense, dark, and full of… well… trees. I hated to admit it, but this looked EXACTLY like Kevin's idea of a good hiding place. Though there was most definitely a jumble of games, rides, and vendors selling goods back behind those trees, it certainly didn't remove the image of Moblins and Keese out there as well from my mind. Shoot, there went my stupid, overactive imagination again.
Okay, just move your foot! I ordered myself, You're being totally stupid. This is a theme park in modern times, not a fantasy world in the medieval age!
Though my imagination continued to run away with me, I began to make my way towards the entrance to the forest.
I gasped out loud when I entered the forest area. Can you say "exact replica of the Kokiri Village?" I mean EVERYTHING was perfect! It was absolutely amazing! When I found Kevin, I was going to drag him back here with me and force him to look at all the stuff he had delayed us in checking out!
I strolled away from the replica of the village, sharply looking at every detail of anyplace Kevin could be hiding. And unfortunately, not having any luck in finding him.
I looked down at a sign that read "DO NOT STRAY FROM THE PATH" and snorted. "Like Kevin follows rules," I muttered stomping off the path and heading deeper into the dense grove of trees.
Something rustled in the bushes. I whirled around to face the sound. Another rustle, I smirked to myself and crawled over to the bush. Kevin had messed with us one too many times, this time I was going to scare the jeebers out of HIM before he had a chance to jump out at me. Oh yes, this was gonna be fun, and truckloads of it too!
I slowly began to part the leaves then suddenly threw them aside with one swift motion.
"Got y—" the words died in my mouth, I couldn't move, I couldn't back up or even look away. The absolute UGLIEST, most realistic moblin I had ever seen in my life pulled its lips back in a snarl and let out a screech that didn't improve my paralyzed state at all.
"WATCH OUT!" someone shouted, giving me what was probably the world's most powerful flying tackle and knocking me out of the way just as the creature charged at the place where I had been before.
"Ung!" I landed on my face a few feet away from the bush with the person who had tackled me on top of me.
"Are you STUPID?" he shouted, "When something's about to charge you, you don't take the time to introduce yourself to it, you MOVE!"
"Y-you saved me," I gasped.
"Well now, don't jump to conclusions, girl," he said, "I didn't do it for you."
A cold sword blade pressed against my throat. Oh crap, oh crap, oh CRAP! I thought. I began to choke from my panic and stupidly tried to turn my head to see the man who had grabbed me. Like I said, stupid. The blade cut me slightly, after which I gasped and stopped struggling.
"Fortunately for you," he said, "I won't kill you… yet." He added.
OH CRAP! My mind screamed.
I guess what my uncle always told me was right, not everyone who gets you into a mess is your enemy, and not everyone who gets you out of one is your friend.