Chapter 2:
Street Freak

The whitecoats were unamused from the display that the robot attack; the robots did just fine in defeating the "Flock", it was the outside source of help that did them in though. Regardless, they turned in their results to the Director.

She was a little downtrodden with the results but told them to make more of them, saying, "The Flock won't always have help, and from our research, they won't want help either; they won't stand a chance.

"I'll be jump-starting the other labs to start making these as well. When I next make contact, I want you to have a good sized fleet ready for me. Do you understand?"

A jumbled reply of "yes"es and "sure"s came in response. She acknowledged them and once again turned to static. Before they could work on them, the security used PA speaker to announce, "The person from before is coming."

The head whitecoat, Percival, replied through the speaker, "Who?"

"You know, the one who defended the bird-kids."

"Alright, send him down here," ordered Percival with a cruel smile forming, showing signs that his thoughts weren't the best for Link. He turned to the other whitecoats and said, "Okay; it's time for Plan Delta." They look very happy and got their own smiles from this as well.

Link was surprised at how easily they allowed him through, as at this point, he had inferred that they would've had some defenses if they were creating such powerful war machines, or at least some kind of puzzle for him to muddle through, but they just sent him downstairs.

To complete darkness. Quickly, Link got out a stick and lit it on fire to see better. When he could see, he noticed a room completely made of metal. Already he could tell that retreat would need to be done immediately.

However, the door had shut behind him, so he prepared for some sort of creature for him to destroy. All that came was a gas. Link didn't take any chances and threw the stick into the said gas, and lit a different stick so he could see what happened.

The fire actually absorbed the gas, taking it out of the equation; it even helped the fire, it seemed. Link smiled and put away his new stick, now using the old one to absorb the rest of the gas.

The gas just kept pumping out, and Link was getting nowhere, even though he could hear some curses from people he couldn't see, most probably the scientists from before. So he pulled out Navi, and told her the situation. She nodded and wondered what she could do.

Noticing a hole in the wall where the gas was coming from, she alerted Link who saw the plan in action (in his head). Quickly, he threw the stick like a javelin into the hole, where it combusted because of the sudden appearance and use of fuel.

The gas no longer came out, but Link was still trapped. There was no blue teleport, no new passage or even the one behind him unlocked. So he decided to make his own. Pulling out his Master Sword, he tried to cut through the metal, but only cut halfway through it. He tried again, this time succeeding.

He got ready to face some creatures, but found he had cut his way back the way he came. Dismayed, he went back into the cell to cut his way out another way.

On the other side, there also was nothing except for a table and a note. On the note it said, "To Do:
"1. Maintain robots." There was a check there.
"2. Eliminate complication." There wasn't a check there, though there was a previous check, now scribbled out and erased in anger.
"3. Continue with plan." There was no marks of any kind on this one.

Link thought that it looked important, so he decided to put it in his inventory. It also made him curious, well, more curious, about the plan. It could've been absolutely nothing at all, though; It could be a fluke.

However, Link had had enough of this world for one day, and had to go to sleep, needing it much more in this world than before, so he found a secure place and rested up there, safe from the outside world.

Link woke up the next morning feeling a bit hungry. Wondering how to get food, he once again brought Navi out from under his hat. She told him that he had to buy it, so he went to get them.

He had no clue what was with the world around him; the shops were indistinguishable from each other and he could barely tell where he was. However, complementary maps were provided in part of town, not that they were any less confusing.

Wandering less aimlessly now, he found that there was no "bomb shops" or "treasure galleries." The store keepers would just look at him weirdly and call security. He did end up finding a small food market, but what happened there was quite creepy. He got some fish, but the person there asked for "20 dollars". Link pulled out a red rupee in response, not knowing what kind of currency a dollar was. The store keeper admired it's shine, and let him have the fish.

Link went to an alley to eat; he had some manners. People on the street looking in though would see Link gnawing on a raw fish viciously. Those people would also throw up subsequently.

He finished his fish and threw it in a nearby dumpster, as they smelled alike anyways. He also decided that he would have to get some "dollars".

Walking around the streets aimlessly, Link noticed that there was a lot of street performers, like the ones in Hyrule, except for they did different acts than the ones Link saw before him. One was dressed in white and had been trapped in an invisible cage. Link almost felt sorry for the evil sorcery cast, when a person put in some green paper. The man stopped and bowed before continuing.

Another was playing on a guitar quite well. Yet another near by was doing "break dancing" which to Link looked like a fish out of water trying to get back in from 20 paces away. All around Link saw these performances, all falling into the general categories of the things he saw; almost one of each for every corner of street.

He also noticed that people were throwing in the precious "dollars" and coins into the various containers the entertainers had set out. Link decided to set up a sword show and see if he would be as successful as everyone else.

Link was having a hard time finding a spot, as with the abundance of these street performers. However, one rather skittish fellow was happy to give up his spot to the swordsman, even handing him some of the treasured paper before running faster than any deku scrub he had ever seen.

Link started warming up before his performance, although that in it's self was a crowd gatherer, including back flips, shield attacks, and minor use of his acquired magics. After he was done with this, he finally payed attention and started his real performance.

Bystanders of this event were in awe of as simple of things as his spin attack, and his cap was overflowing by the time he started using precision strikes. In fact, by the end of the day, he had collected around $300, enough, according to Navi, to keep him going for a good 2 weeks. He smiled as he didn't have to worry about it for a while.

Content, he started strolling around aimlessly in New York. He might have to sleep more in this world, but if he could go for weeks without sleep in Hyrule, he was certain he could go for a good 5 days here.

He looked back at the note. The robots were after those strange kids, and after the lab turned out clueless sans said note, he would have to track them down if he was to get anywhere with his problems. All he had to do was find them and hope his homeland was holding steady.

Zelda looked in dismay over her empire. All of the best knights in the land combined were only doing half of what Link was able to accomplish, but at least they were sustaining protection over her empire and all of the citizens inside of it.

For the time being, at least, thought Zelda, as she knew they wouldn't be able to hold out forever. The way they were shaping up, Zelda gave them only 2 weeks of good protection before they finally wore down. Then, only 3 days before the citizens were in danger.

Zelda looked down and stare at the ground, thinking of Link and his mission. Please do hurry Link...