Childlike Laughter and the Eyes That Sting

"Well someone's going to take care of this an-"

"Be still child, I will not tolerate your foolery."

"Of all the people who shouldn't be talking about foolery, it is you!"

Chel could hear the voices, they sounded familiar. Slowly her eyes cracked open to see a clear sky.

"They're going to be furious once they've found out that you-"

"I had nothing to do with her appearance to this time! Now hold your tongue before things get ugly."

Turning her head, she could see a bunch of bodies sitting cross-legged beside her.

"Well if it wasn't you then who?"

"Isn't it obvious," another voice sounded from the other side, but her eyes were still focused on the ones beside her, "he's clearly figured out a way to control my creations as well!"

Slowly, Chel worked her eyes upward while taking in the details of each person – white shorts, white shirts – the only difference were the masks that rested on their faces. They were all looking straight ahead at something or someone on the other side. Her attention was focused intensely on their masks.

"I've seen those before," instantly, their heads shot down to look at her, the eyes of the masks boring into her soul, "...you're those kids right, from the other day," sitting up, she stared at them hard, "so I'm...I'm back home."

Looking around them, she found nothing but the field of flowers that extended to lengths never-ending, the blue sky touching the green fields, "what?"

"So you're awake," the child with a mask that looked like a tribesman had tilted their head to her, "now we can settle this issue."

"What issue, what are you talking about," she was growing more and more frustrated with all the confusion, "I don't even know who you are."

"WE, my dear," the kid with a fish face tilted their head next, "are the four giants that guard over this realm."

"...Giants," looking at them all, Chel couldn't quite grasp the situation that they were putting on the table, "you're...giants?"

"It may be hard to believe in this prison state," the child with three eyes and pincers shrugged their shoulders, "but yes...we are the protectors of Termina, an alternate universe to yours."

"...Right, my alternate universe, uhhh and what exactly might that be?"

"Hyrule," they all said in unison and the child with the goat-man face continued, "you are here for counsel-"

"Well, I don't need any counseling unless it's for finding a way back to my...alternate universe err, whatever you just said."

"You can't go back now."

"What are you talking about," the panic that rose in her sent her heart fluttering, "I HAVE to get back. My parents are waiting for me."

"We cannot provide you a way back child-"

"Okay, don't call me child," the weird colloquial was getting to her, "I can blatantly understand everything you're saying. Why can't I get back to MY home."

"...Sorcery."

"...Now you're telling me to believe in all this magic mumbo-jumbo."

"Well of course," the voice from earlier got her to crane her neck, "you have it in you as well," it was the ice cream lady, except, she looked more like an actual goddess in her white robing.

"You're here too," the words came out a little rudely, but she was feeling a little stabbed in the back at the moment, "are you kidding me?"

"I know Chel," her voice still sounded as heavenly as last time, "but you can't expect to get rid of me now can you?"

"Well gee, I don't know, I kinda just met you yesterday. Who are you anyway?"

"I am Hylia, the Goddess of Time," her eyes seemed saddened by her words, but it didn't do any better to ease Chel's mood.

"What's this deal about magic?"

"Magic, my friend, is the very reason why you are here," the matter-of-fact tone was a little upsetting, but if it was gonna get her answers, she'd deal with it, "you came here through one of my Gates of Time," the frown on her face was a little bothersome, "at least, it 'was' mine," sighing she shook her head, the angelic glow messing up Chel's eyes a little, "anyway, this magic, dark magic to be exact, was used to bring you here. The person in charge of said magic is a sorcerer. He came from nowhere and took Hyrule under his wing, reeking havoc upon the land. Many have died and all has been cursed by his hand. You weren't supposed to be here until you-"

"Whoa whoa whoa wait, what," raising her hands, she had to stop the woman from speaking anymore nonsense, "I was gonna be kidnapped to this place anyway?"

"Well, yes you were and I-"

"What? You were gonna drag me here when I was 'ready' for some weird noble deed or something," anger was brimming her chest and she wasn't sure on how to control it at the moment, "why? Assuming this is all real...why do you need me here anyway?"

"...There's a reason why you can see me child. There's a reason you can see any of us deities, a reason why I can enter your thoughts when necessary."

Whether it was obvious or not, Chel's gears were grinding fairly hard at that moment, trying to mark up the most logical reasoning possible, "...no," when she couldn't come up with anything, but one idea popped up, "no..no, no, no I'm not some sort of spiritual 'guru' err whatever," standing up, she backed away from the group, mostly the woman who stared at her worriedly, "I can't...you can't, I'm not-"

"Chel calm down-"

"How can I? You're telling me I'm not human!"

"You are though," standing herself, Hylia made way for her, "mortal and all, you're just...different."

The words struck her like a chord, the same words her mother had used plenty of times on her. Did she sense something was wrong with her that whole time? Was this some sort of nightmare? Shaking her head, she backed away, "No, this is all ridiculous! I don't belong here."

"It's time for her to awaken," the four children chimed from the side, catching both of their attention, "come play with us another time."

"What," feeling her legs get sucked into what felt like sludge, she looked down to find the ground consuming her, "No! I want to go home!"

"I'll be watching you Chel," Hylia stood there, watching her sink beneath the surface, "don't worry. You are m-"

-OoOoOoO-

Chel's eyes shot open, her heart throbbing in her chest. Sitting up, she found herself surrounded by giant trees that extended as far as the eye could see. Looking around, she suddenly felt her whole body nearly pitch forward into the ground. Her muscles burned with a passion, her limbs as heavy as lead, head pounding vigorously and back ready to break apart. Trying hard, she stood herself up, a wave of nausea hitting her like a ton of bricks. Catching herself on a boulder, she tried to stop the pain in her head, but it seemed to beat its way to her core. The clenching of her stomach muscles pushed her past the point of no return.

Dropping to her knees, Chel dug out a curve into the soil and waited, the familiar sour taste that rose in her chest, the spazzing of her esophagus. Everything came up as she tucked her hair behind her ears, forcing her head down and out. Green bile spewed from her, stomach wrenching violently. It wasn't anywhere from over as she had hoped. Once every last bit of liquid was gone from her system, she dry heaved while trying to cover up the hole. Standing, her throat still spazzed, forcing her to constantly spit, but the headache she had been wearing was gone. It was a terrible feeling and she felt even more exhausted than when she had crash-landed there.

The sound of birds chirping caught her ear as sunlight shined down on her as she tried to rub away the grainy feeling in her teeth. Looking around, it finally hit her, she wasn't home anymore, "...Hyrule," she was in a far away land and there was no escaping it, "...hmmm," just then, she felt a familiar weight against her hip as she walked.

"Wow," looking down, Chel found her satchel resting snug around her body, "wait," tossing the flap open, she dug into the bag, feeling her fingers run across leather, "oh thank you sweet lord up above," snatching the ancient book up, she kissed it vigorously, "now let's," turning it over, her hopes were instantly dashed, bringing her back to the sour mood she was already in, "damn."

The gear that had originally glowed and mystified her was completely gone, an empty space where it once occupied, "fantastic...hmm," turning it back over, she looked at it frustratingly.

The straps that originally held it open, were hanging off of it, the three-triangle shape being their only latch. Feeling the cover's leather, she carefully opened the thing only to find completely blank ancient pages, "how 'bout that," fanning the pages, she nearly fainted at the sight of her own name, dropping the book on the ground, "what the hell?"

Before she could finish reading whatever it was, the sound of laughter caught her ear. It was an innocent child's giggle that echoed in the distance off to the right. Picking the book up, Chel tucked it away and looked in the general direction of the voice. The giggles sounded off once again, they seemed a little eery in the setting so she stuck with a route that didn't lead to it. Turning in the opposite direction, she took a deep breath before adjusting herself.

"Gotta find a way out first," and she set off on her journey.

-OoOoOoO-

Chel found herself growing desperate faster than she'd expected. Turned out, blindly heading through a forest was not at all as easy as it seemed. A multitude of times, she found herself getting stuck in a web of vines or nearly falling down a pit that looked as though it went on forever. Giant oversized spider things with skulls on their backs dropped from trees in what seemed to be attempts to scare the ever-loving life out of her. They had succeeded on probably, the first ten tries, but after dealing with it fifty times or more, she was about ready to beat one to death with her ancient book.

Her legs were burning by that point, the afternoon sky shining from above. The childlike laughter seemed to follow her, never growing closer, but never growing farther. Chel wasn't sure on what was going on anymore, Watching over me alright, you getting a good laugh, she had a few things to say to the woman when they met again, if, inwardly slapping herself, she pushed away the pessimism talking to her and trudged on. Her stomach growled loudly, gnawing at her and barking for food.

"Yeah well guess who's dealing with the pains," yelling at her lower half, she nearly ran into a tree, "Dammit, son of a- whoa," Chel felt her boot slip and she went tumbling down a slope, trying to tuck into herself and failing miserably. Her back collected more bruises to cake over the ones she had been given when she first arrived. Skidding to a stop at the bottom, she lay there for what seemed like forever, trying to calm her nerves.

"Okay...everything's fine," pushing herself up, she hissed at the pain in her lower back, "I'm too old for this," getting up, she carefully rolled up her sleeves, her hands still burning from all the cuts from hours prior.

"Alright...it's something new," looking up to where she'd fallen, Chel sighed, "something new means progress...I hope," adjusting her satchel, she turned on her heel and continued her walk.

Squeezing through fallen trees and climbing over boulders, she felt a new wave of hope, "I can make it...I think," though the walking went on forever, her faith never failed her, "I'll get out of here and find some place to sleep. I'll find a way home, I'll get back to Hylow, I'll get back to my giant bean bag chair, I'll get back to my hidden bookcase bathroom," though she rambled on, she could feel the burning of tears ready to make it through to the surface, "I'll get home...I'll get home, everything'll be okay."

The sound of a twig snapping in the distance caught her attention. Peering into the forest up ahead, Chel tried to figure out what was going on. The rustling of leaves sounded a bit closer. Whatever was out there, it was coming for her. Turning on her heel, she immediately speed walked in a random direction in hopes of losing whoever or whatever it was. To no avail, she was left in disappointment, the rustling grew louder and closer by the minute. Coming to a stop, she looked around.

"Okay," she thought, "it's definitely not friendly...gotta get somewhere safe," catching sight of a tree with low branches in the distance to her right, Chel paused, lightly tapping her fingers on her thigh, "alright," listening to the rustling grow closer, she felt her heart flutter, "one...two-"

The sound of growling got her legs to kick dust. Sprinting as fast as her legs would let her, she could hear the sound of it's paws thumping against the floor, it's ragged breathing, it's drooling, clicking teeth, "Please legs, move faster, I beg of you," the creature was closing in on her, but she was determined to get away.

Lungs burning, Chel nearly screamed at herself, "...Branch," spotting one that looked more like a club on the ground, she snatched it up, readying herself, "I can't believe I'm this stupid," taking a quick glance behind her, she prayed that her plan would work. Turning around, she used all her strength to lift the branch and swing it at whatever was coming her way, "please, please, please," the sudden force that met the end of her stick and the sight of it exploding into a million splintering pieces caused her to inwardly cheer.

Getting a good look at the stalker, she felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of a giant wolf that seemed to have large glowing green eyes – it's fur was all mangled, body deformed as if it could stand. It howled loudly, dragging it's face into the dirt, trying to get the splinters out of it's mug. Chel couldn't stop staring at it, but the sudden fleeting feeling she got as it turned to glare at her got her moving again. Turning, she sped down the pathway, tripping over uprooted trees and vines as the beast charged for her.

"Almost there," the sight of the tree a mere six yards away blessed her, "come on," as soon as she was close enough, Chel leaped as high as she possibly could, latching onto one of the lowest branches, "yes," pulling herself up, she screeched at the feeling of huge canines digging into her upper thigh, "FUUUUCK!"

The beast thrashed about wildly, jerking her to get her down. The pain seized her entire leg as the teeth sank in deeper and deeper. Anger filled her gut, is this how I'm gonna die? As soon as my life was turning around, I have to get mauled by some freak of nature? Are you enjoying this Hylia, oh wonderful Goddess of Time? Fan-freakin-tastic. The burning in her leg only fed the fire. If only I busted it's skull open, maybe I still can. Looking over her shoulder, she could see the beasts glowing eyes peering up at her as it jerked and tugged, refusing to let go. Blood was oozing it's way from inside her.

"I have to do this," looking straight ahead, she shut as much of the pain out as possible and focused on gathering the strength in her legs, "okay," grunting, she got her pits over the branch and lifted her free leg straight out in front of her. The weight was threatening to bring her down, but she wanted to survive.

I'm not dying like this, "RRRRAAAGH," swinging her leg back as hard as possible, she felt the beast whimper as it's gut gave way, it's air getting knocked right out of it. The force was so powerful, she felt her heel pull up and hook under one of it's ribs, snapping it on the way.

The beast screeched, howled and whimpered, it's teeth sliding out of her flesh and it fell to the ground below, running off in pure agony. Pulling herself up, Chel climbed a few more branches before resting against the trunk of the tree, hissing at the lameness of her leg. Pulling her sweater up, she examined the wound. Blood seeped out of the holes, she was going to die of blood loss if she didn't do something.

"Ai...ya," slipping her boot off, she took off her leg warmer and wrapped it around her thigh, tightening it as much as possible, "..."

Resting her head back, Chel stared off into the evening air, she had to get somewhere to hide, but she was already falling out, "What a nightmare," her eyes felt unbelievably heavy that they were closed a long ways before she was asleep.

-OoOoOoO-

"She doesn't belong here!"

"Well we should remove her then."

"There's nothing we can do, I don't know what that deity was thinking, but if she can do it...it could change things."

"We may have trusted ourselves to her before, but it doesn't mean we can trust ourselves to her or them now."

"...we'll have to wait and see."

"Hush now, she wakes."

"Hey there little one,"Chel felt fingers brushing against her forehead, but she couldn't move or open her eyes, "how're you feeling? Is your mind a little dazed?"

"She probably can't speak," another voice chimed in and there the fingers were again, this time on her chest, "she's taken a toll on her body, but she can manage. She's brave."

"Well that's wonderful," a set of hands brushed her biceps, "let's hope she's strong enough to handle everything else ahead and maybe we won't abandon this world...again."

"You must return now little one," the hands left as soon as they came, "you have many things to do. Please, restore our hope."

-OoOoOoO-

Chel felt her eyes opening, the sound of childlike laughter echoing down below. It was nighttime now, and she was hungry and thirsty beyond belief. The cool air blew against her sticky skin, her eyes plastered on the stars up above. How long had she been out? The laughter reached her ears once again, but she was too tired to move her head, so she looked through the corner of her eye. There on the fringe of darkness, stood some sort of child in what looked like a red straw hat, it's eyes a bright beady red.

"Hello," it was a weak response, but she thought it proper to speak to the thing, "you live here?"

Even though she was high up, the child could hear her clearly, in response, it tilted it's head left and right, watching her intently. Great, you can watch me die here kid, sighing, she closed her eyes and tried to let her exhaustion take over. The sound of rustling got her to open her eyes again, turning her head to look this time, she could see the child lightly hopping and waving it's arm to her; it wanted her to follow. Well, alright.

"Ugh," swinging her unwounded leg over the branch, she used as much strength to lower herself down to the lower branches, "crap," she hissed as she landed on the wood below, her leg throbbing violently.

Getting down, she reached over the branch and lowered herself once again, the ground a few feet down, "oh man I need a break," letting go, she couldn't hold herself up from the impact, so she landed flat on her stomach, letting out a grunt. Laying there, she just wanted to curl up and sleep away, but the beast was still out there.

Pushing herself up, she limped over to the child, "whoa," just then, she noticed the kid's skin was actually straw like a scarecrow and it's mouth was some sort of beak, "...aren't you different," it tilted it's head once more, "where're we going?"

Turning around, it sped away into the trees, "Alright," limping along, Chel held her satchel down so it wouldn't bump into her wound, "slow down okay," she saw the critter turn around before walking along again, "I really wish you could talk."

Most of the walk was in silence, unless the child laughed to catch her attention and bring her in the right direction. She was grateful for at least having something be kind to her, but she couldn't deny the feeling of loneliness in those woods, it was almost unbearable. Usually it didn't bother her, but she was in a world where things were backwards and weird, it was unnerving to think she was all alone in such a large place.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice the clearing she came to until the child's laughter caught her ear. Looking up, Chel nearly jumped with joy at the sight of a little creek. The child leaped to the other side as she limped over, dropping to her knees to greedily take in as much water as possible. Taking in scoop after scoop, she quietly thanked the little critter while it tilted it's head, watching her intently. When there was no more room in her stomach, she sat back and unwrapped her wound, scooping up some water and washing out the flesh. Forcing her mouth shut, she nearly tore through her lip trying to stifle her cries.

"Mmmm," removing her other leg warmer, she wrapped it around her thigh and stuffed the other one in her satchel, "okay," sighing heavily, she almost stood up, but the sound of a flute caught her ears, "hmm...would you look at that," on the other side of the creek, the child was playing an uppity tune, "cute," sitting back, Chel couldn't stop smiling at the sound. All ideas of caring were blown out the window, she just wanted to sleep and never wake up.

"Oh," before any sleeping was to happen, she searched through her back and took out her sketchbook and pen, flipping it open to a fresh page, "hmmm," looking at the child, she noticed it was no longer playing and instead, staring at her as if it were a little irritated, "don't mind me, I like your playing, it's beautiful, keep going," as if flustered, it twisted it's foot into the floor and hesitantly looked at her, "go on, it makes me happy."

Surrendering, it pulled the flute to it's mouth again and played, sending Chel back into her state of carelessness, "Hmm," bringing the pen to paper, she sketched out the little scene. The straw hat, the wooden flute, the pointed shoes, the little stump it sat upon, everything, she wanted it to be perfect, "too adorable."

After a while, Chel was too sleepy to notice the child standing right in front of her. She wanted to finish the drawing, wanted it to be perfect, but she was so tired. Her limbs were going numb, her head spinning, she was so lost, everything was beginning to blur. Just then, the tune was cut short and all her energy returned to her, "huh," looking to her right, she saw the kid standing right beside her, "...you like it?"

Jumping back a good few feet, it held it's flute tightly between it's fingers, "you wanna see it," tearing the page out, she beckoned the child closer, "don't worry, if you like it, I'll give it to you. Come on, come look," as if like a lost puppy, the kid slowly crept forward, inching as slowly as possible, "you see, this is you," it's head tilted toward the photo and gasped with excitement, "I drew your little flute and everything," it's shaky little fingers brushed the page with amazement, "...here," taking the page, she folded it up into a square and gently gripped it's hand, placing it there, "you can have it."

Looking from her to the page, the child shook violently while placing the paper under it's hat, "Now...why don't you play that little tune for me again," it's head jerked up to look at her a little surprised, it hesitantly brought the flute to it's beak again, but stopped, slumping it's shoulders in sadness, "what? What's the matter?"

Chel couldn't help but wonder if it felt ashamed or something, "are you oka-hey," feeling it's hand tug her arm, she set her stuff away and followed it out of the clearing, "where are we going now," the child never responded, just kept walking on.

Though she appreciated the guidance, she was having a little trouble following since the critter was as tall as an elementary kid. Holding her arm in front of her face, she blocked away the branches and vines as the child tugged her along, "Are you getting me out?"

The tilt of it's hat let her know she was safe. Climbing over logs, she took it's hand and stuffed it with her sweater so that she had an easier time going along. The trees were getting thinner and fewer in between as they traversed through the endless landscape. Her leg was burning with a passion, she could barely breath normally. Suddenly, a howl sounded in the distance and they both paused to look behind them.

"I think we'd better-," the grip on her sweater vanished and she looked to find nothing but air where the child stood, "no, are you kidding? It tricked me! Fan-freakin-"

Just then, the laughter echoed in her ears to the right. Waiting for a minute, the laughter echoed again, a howl following in the opposite direction, "Please don't be lying," running as best as possible with an injured leg, Chel slapped branches out of her face and pulled vines down to hopefully slow the pursuer down, Right, I'm sure it has razor sharp claws...typical.

She had to switch directions at a moments notice, turning sharp rights and cutting corners to try and follow the voice. Her lungs didn't approve, burning with a fiery passion. Her legs were ready to buckle underneath her, but the thumping of paws in the distance made her think otherwise, "legs, don't fail me now," hoisting herself over a fallen tree, she tripped up, slamming hard into the dirt with her face, "Ugggh," the thumping grew closer, so she pushed herself up, limping along as best she could.

The laughter echoed in her ears, pulling her to the left, "alright," as the echoes grew closer and closer, Chel prayed that it was a safe haven, "please, please, please," the thumping was nearly at her back by then, she could practically feel it's breath on her neck, "Oh good god please!"

The feeling of cold wind blasting her in the face made her heart flutter, a large hollow trunk whistled with air up ahead, "Thank you," she wanted to hug and kiss the child, but the little giggle that echoed behind her was enough to understand it's friendship. Rushing for the trunk, she ducked so as to not bump her head, feeling her way through the dark hole. Just then a loud growl sounded from behind her, the sight of bright green eyes leering at her as the hungry maw of the beast hung open – he was determined to get his dinner that time.

"Just give up already," limping along, Chel could see the dim light of the moon on the other side, "c'mon, c'mon, c'moooon," the sound of claws digging into bark sent chills down her spine, wild howls ensuing. Her leg got snagged in a vine, causing her to drop and crawl the rest of the way out.

Feeling the moonlight on the back of her head, she screamed as her foot was almost chomped by the beast, it's green eyes glaring at her as she ran. Turning back around, she was amazed by the sight of a humongous open field, trees sprawled far apart and weird creatures lurking around – strange goats, goblin-like creatures, random floating lanterns, ghosts? If it was enough for her to stand around and gawk, her pursuer made sure to keep her on edge. Turning to see if she was a good enough distance, she felt her life flash before her eyes as the creature pounced for her, knocking her clean off her feet.

"Oh shit," shoving her hands up to the beasts throat, she felt her heart about ready to burst out of her chest, "Get off of me," it's teeth clacked loudly against each other as it shoved against her, trying to chomp her face off. Drool spewed everywhere, filling her nostrils with death. Her energy was beginning to fail her, if she didn't do something soon, her face would be mauled, "Fuck me! Hylia are you watching or what!?"

Just then, a glint caught her eye to the left. Looking over, she could make out her pen nestled in a patch of weeds – it must've fallen out when the beast tackled her. Looking back to the beast, her nose was nearly clipped off by it's canines, she wouldn't be able to do anything in that position. Moving her head to the left, Chel pushed herself up when the wolf lunged forward as she let go and wrapped her arm around the beasts neck, holding it in a choke hold. She was nearly lifted off the ground, but she used all her weight to push it's face into the floor and reach for the pen. It jerked and thrashed about, constantly tugging her up and back.

"Come on," her heart pounded in her ears as she reached, but no matter how hard she tried, her fingers were just short of contact, "UGH," the beast slipped from her grip, so she had to hook her arm underneath it's neck and pull it up before it's teeth could bite into her, "dammit," Chel was pushed back into the position she was in before, "I just need a little bit more," reaching out again, she got an idea.

Releasing her grip on the beasts neck, she pushed it's head to the right. Just as she hoped, the creature shoved against her arm, sliding her over just enough to get hold of her pen, "RRRRAGH," bringing her arm up and down, Chel jammed her pen as deep as possible into the beasts eye, drawing out a violent howl that made her ears pop, but the wild creature refused to stop fighting, "just give up already," pulling the utensil out with a nasty 'squish', she slammed it back in, this time feeling the way the eye split apart, "stop," pulling out again, she felt blood spatter against her face, "please! Stop," crushing her fist into it's face, she wanted to cry as chunks of the eye spilled out onto her, but survival was pushing her to fight, "I'm begging you!"

Just then a loud whizzing noise caught her ear and the beast howled even louder than before, pulling back and thrashing about. Sitting there, Chel watched the creature limp around, trying to pull out what looked like an arrow in it's neck. Blood leaked out of the wound, but the poor thing wouldn't go down. Then another arrow made it's way into the center of the eyes, sending the creature into shock. It stood there for a moment, blood pouring endlessly from it's wounds, a black hole where it's eye used to glow. It fell. Everything went silent.

Trying to process what happened, Chel stared at the corpse, her body shaking violently. Her skin felt numb to the touch and her heart beat rapidly against her chest. Trying to stand up, her legs buckled underneath her and she fell back down, eyes still glued to the dead animal. It looked as though it were sleeping peacefully, but she knew that wasn't true. She hadn't noticed the ringing in her ears until all the sound around her began flooding them – crickets singing in the distance, frogs croaking loudly. It was too peaceful to ensue something so gruesome. It began to rain.

"Oi," the clattering of wood caught her attention, but Chel didn't move, she was still processing things, "...Oi," something jabbed her in the side and she looked over to find spears pointing her in the face. Looking up, she spotted a group of armored men standing before her, lanterns glowing ominously on their belts. Humans. Smiling weakly, she felt her body collapse to the floor, all the pain and exhaustion of the day's events sucking her back into unconsciousness.

So, here you are. The first taste of Hyrulian life for little Chel. Such excitement! Anyway, I hope I haven't kept you guys waiting terribly too long, but I am getting sucked into commissions and such. Also, I've got some strange health issues that have been going on for a few months, so I tend to try and stay away from everything when I'm feeling at my absolute worst. Anyway, enough with sad talk. I hope you enjoyed the read and if you did, let me know if U Liek (or if you don't) leave a review, favorite or send me a message on Tumblr. Either way, I appreciate the feedback.