Probably my fastest update ever… Well, I don't know lol. Now, since this story is starting to get a good amount of views so far, I'll release to chapters a day to keep all of my fans happy! Plus, this story is already completed. Now, since I'm doing this great thing for you guys, can someone give some sort of advice or critique on the story? I want to know feedback from my viewers! I'm not asking EVERYONE to write something, because I'm not a review whore, but I want people to know about my well written stories and not just my stupid spoof story. Thank you for reading!
The next morning came, soon enough and the sun forcibly awakened Link. Beside him, he noticed Epona sleeping soundly. For a second, the young man wondered what it would be like if he would just accepted that perhaps he wouldn't have to go off to save the world. What if all he could do the rest of his years was grow up a normal man's life and teach his children the ways of the warrior. But I don't want to live like everyone else. The Goddesses don't choose quitters, after all. Link stood up and patted his horse's mane. She opened her dark brown eyes and stared happily at her master as if to invite him on her saddle.
He smiled, accepting the "invitation" and climbed up on his steed. Kicking her sides, Epona started off into a trot. No monsters or other hideous creatures lingered around Hyrule Field anymore, but instead tourists and other visitors explore the vast landscapes instead. However, Link and Epona were in a relatively isolate part of the field, and that's the way they liked it. The sun was warm, the grass smelled sweet, and the bird's songs in the trees were even more so. Once again the Chosen hero wondered what it would like if the world was forever at peace. This time, a gentle smile creased his pale lips. However, breaking his trance, a loud shriek in the sky was heard. Due to his familiarity with most animals, Link recognized it was a shriek of fear, most likely. Many other similar ones followed, and shadows appeared in the distance against the sun.
At first, the shadows appeared to be birds. However, as the shadows got larger, the forms were more beast-like. Instead of beaks, the flying creatures had teeth inside large jaws. Sunlight glinted off of the creature's scales. Without thinking, Link instantly knew what he saw. Epona was obviously spooked; as the shadows drew nearer, she reared, knocking her rider off and galloping franticly into the opposite direction. At first he was going to run after his horse, but the warrior glanced once again at the shadows. Around three or four were chasing one in the front, that much he could see.
Whatever those things are, I must warn the town! Link thought boldly, dashing off towards Castle Town. However, as he got to a group of trees, one final shriek was heard. A large wave of air blasted around him, and a huge crash sounded. The hero turned around, and saw a young maiden tumble out of a bush. Instantly kneeling down to aid her, he checked for any wounds. Staring up into the sky, the hero noticed the dragons were gone completely, as if they never even existed.
Link stared down at the maiden. She wore a simple tunic, but instead of modern cloth and such, it was made out of animal furs and other materials from the forest. Her skin was slightly tanned. However, to Link's surprise, her hair was not the proper color for her age. She only looked to be a young adult, close to 18 or 19, but her long hair was deep silver… Usually the hair color most women that are elderly have. She opened her eyes slightly, and only mumbled a few lines that were barely audible. To Link, though, it seemed to be gibberish.
The hero held the woman up in his arms and jogged into the city, looking for help. Running through the gates in to town, he ran through the crowds who stared in shock at the almost lifeless woman in his arms. She occasionally murmured and twitched her fingers, indicating that she was alive. Despite this, Link knew he had to find a way to help the girl.
Many people exclaimed in surprise at the shock, wondering what happened. However, as soon as they tried to approach the maiden in the swordsman's arms, her aura sent a chill of fear and death through them, and they backed off. Finally reaching Telma's Bar once again, he knocked on the door as best he could, with no free hands to turn the knob. A young man opened the door for him with wide eyes. Link hurried inside, seeking advice from the wise woman.
"By the Goddesses! We have to get the poor girl some care before it's to late," Telma stated, looking over the maiden in the man's arms. She stepped over to them, but backed up a step just like everyone else in town did when they approached the girl.
Soon enough, the infamous hospital Professor showed up in the tavern. He grumbled to himself bitterly, striding toward the others on thin, spider-like legs. Obviously, the doctor was elderly; his thinning hair was graying and he slumped over. However, two of his most shocking traits were his eyes. The glasses he wore seemed to only project them, and seemed as if they weren't really part of his face. The doctor held a bag full of his usual supplies. The wounded young woman lay on her back on a long stretcher-like table, breathing very faintly.
"Not another one," the odd looking elderly man grumbled to himself. "At this rate you'll ruin me, Telma. Being known as the doctor taking care of odd patients…"
Link frowned. He's really not the one to be calling things odd… And why does everyone step away from her? She's just a girl! He thought to himself. For the first time, they paid close attention to the maiden's face. It was covered in many scars that were old, most likely. One went straight down her eye, another across her nose, and a few small ones down her right cheek. Bruises and other cuts were around her unmoving face, and down her arms.
"It's a good thing you brought her here when you did, Link," Telma murmured to the hero. "She's in pretty bad shape, unfortunately…"
"Nothing I can't fix," the doctor grumbled, rummaging through his supplies. His voice went lower, and Link's sensitive ears picked up a few phrases such as "Why do I even bother… dumb magic voodoo…lack of money…"
After much rummaging mumbling, and treatments from everyone's favorite crazy doctor, the maiden's bruised face started to retain its original form. Eventually, the girl stirred. "Well, my work here is done," the old man announced, collecting his things. "Next time, don't call me if you're too lazy to go to my place." And with that, he trudged out the door.
"Humph, good riddance," the bar owner crossed her broad arms. "At least he helped this poor child…" As if on cue, the injured woman slowly opened her eyes. Link stared down at her, almost surprised at the opened lids. Her eyes were a very dark shade of purple, and they seemed cold. She obviously didn't have full awareness of her bearings.
"How did… What happened?" she asked, barely audible. Link stared down at her with concern and sadness.
"This heroic lad saved you, my dear," Telma answered the question, smiling warmly.
