Helloooo? Anyone there? Haha yes, I, Orangefanana, has posted the next chapter! Shocked? Amazed? I know, I know. I am too.
Anyway, I am sooo sorry for the late late late update! But I am terrible at describing stuff.
My prayers to Chardon. If you haven't heard what happened, there was a shooting there. Five students were shot, and three died. The shooter is in custody,
But anyway, my school was threatened! It was either a shooting threat or a bomb threat. But when I went to school on Friday our bags were searched. I think its on channel something, so yeah.
Anyway, Enjoy this chapter, for it shall not be your last!
Rusl looked around at his surroundings. He stood at a fork in a dirt path, the right leading to the Great Hylian Bridge, whereas the left path went to Lake Hylia. Ahead of Rusl was a grouping of rocks and a wooden sign. Rusl kicked Epona forward to see what the sign said.
Lake Hylia's Newest Hangout:
Fyer & Falbi's Watertop
Land of Fantastication
Head left for the Flight-by-Fowl main attraction!
Rusl looked to his left, and sure enough, a wooden building stood there. Rusl gulped; he had heard and read about entering Lake Hylia. It didn't seem the safest route, but it was the only one he had. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Rusl started forward, only to be interrupted by a loud 'CAWWWW!" (AN: is that what a crow sounds like? (Yes, I figured out AN (and yes this had three parenthesis)))
Rusl looked to his side and sure enough, two black birds flew around him. They weren't the most beautiful creatures. In fact, they were somewhat noisome. Their red beady eyes looked at Rusl, their feathers were dirty. Their talons were jagged and dirty. They flew in circles above Rusl, and every once in a while, dove at Rusl. Rusl would dodge, but just barely. He pulled out his new bow, notched an arrow and took aim. Rusl let loose an arrow, and a crow landed next to him with an arrow in its wing. It flapped its other wing around, trying to fly away. Rusl took pity on the creature and quickly killed it with a slash from his sword. The other crow dove next to Rusl, and Rusl just moved out of its way. Loosening another arrow, he shot it, but the crow had flown out of the way. He cursed his bad luck. He wasn't sure how many arrows he had, but he didn't want to waste them. Aiming once more, he let the arrow go, and his aim was true. The crow fell to Rusl's left with an arrow in its breast.
Rusl dismounted and went to the dead animals. He put the bow back over his shoulders and pulled the arrow from the bird he had just killed, and to his delight the arrow wasn't to damage. No need for it to go to waste, Rusl thought. However, the arrow that was lodged in the other bird's wing was chipped in its head, so Rusl just abandoned it.
Looking at his quiver, Rusl counted thirty-nine arrows, including the one he had scavenged. Rusl remembered bitterly how Link had a huge (or is it giant..?) quiver that held a hundred arrows. Guess I'll just have to watch my arrows, Rusl thought with a sigh. Instead of mounting on Epona, Rusl led her to a grassy area by the rocks. Rusl didn't tie her to anything, for he knew she couldn't go to the Gerudo desert. Ilia and Link –but mostly Ilia- had told him that she was a smart horse. She could take care of herself.
"Alright Epona, I'm sorry we gotta separate so soon. But I got to find Link. Your master, remember?" Rusl said to Epona. Epona neighed like she understood, and Rusl had a feeling she did. Smiling, Rusl said, "Thanks girl. Go back to Ilia or Zelda, but I think Ilia would like to see you the most," Chuckling to himself, Rusl pulled out his map. He tore a bit off the edge, and with some searching, he found a quill, and scribbled down a note;
Going to Gerudo desert. Couldn't take her. (if found, take to Ordon or Castle Town)
He tucked the note in a spare saddle bag. Before sending her off though, he pulled out the spare food. He cut the bag off the saddle with his sword and made a make shift shoulder bag. He took the red potion and map, and made sure they were snug in his bag.
"Now I think you knew where Ordon is, hmm?" Rusl said half amused to the horse. Epona nickered in reply, and Rusl hoped that meant 'Yes!' and not 'Do you have any apples?' Rusl patted her in farewell, and turned to leave. She reared on her hind legs to show her unhappiness, but Rusl just smiled sadly at her.
Rusl walked down the dirt path. It had a wooden fence along the edge, protecting people from falling off the steep cliff. Rusl glanced down and gulped; he never liked heights much. Creaking was heard underneath him, and he saw he was on wooden boards. Nearing the wood building, he pushed open the door and entered. He was on raised ground that was connected to lower ground by a wooden ramp. A ladder leaned against the top floor, whatever what was up there. Rusl walked down the ramp and to where an area was with no windows, and to the west, no walls. Cucco's walked around, ruffling their feathers whenever Rusl accidently stepped on them and/or hit them. A rather creepy man stood on a plank of wood jutting out over the lake. He had a pink hat on his head, along with his long pointed ears and a creepy smile. He had a green …bra? Rusl couldn't think of anything else to call it (A/N: meaning me). A round belly hung out, not drooping but just suspended in the air. Ridicules huge orange pants stopped at his ankles with straps of fabric hanging out and gently moving from the wind. He wore the typical sandals of a hylian.
Rusl went up to him, somewhat awkwardly. The man didn't seem to notice Rusl's uncomfortable position for as soon as he saw Rusl, he said very loudly and ingenuously, "Well, hi there! Welcome to Falbi's Flight-by-Fowl!" his grin never left his face, making Rusl wonder if he had somehow glued it there. Falbi, as Rusl figured that was his name, continued his bubbly speech. "Are you ready for a flight full of dreams and sweet, sweet bonuses? A cucco-powered ride around Lake Hylia! You will LOVE it!" he exclaimed, as if it was the most amazing thing in the world. "Next up for fantastication…ONE BIG GUY! Err… just one?" he said, looking around for any others. Seeing none, he seemed to be crestfallen, but then quickly picked right back up again. "Right then, that's 20 rupees for a ticket to the Isle of Riches! How about it partner?" he said, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Um… how would I actually get to this... Isle of Riches?" Rusl asked uncertainly.
"So, is that a yes?" Falbi asked, ignoring Rusl's question.
Rusl, seeing he had no other choice, nodded slowly and dug around in his pockets. His hand lingered on the green cap for a second, and then finally pulled out a red rupee. He handed it to Falbi, who took without a question.
"Awright, thanks partner! Now just grab a cucco of any color and try to sail to the Isle of Riches!" he said.
Rusl stared at him. Did he say sail? Rusl thought, somewhat frantically. Rusl looked at the cuccos. None of them seemed very strong and very capable of flight other than by themselves. Arching his eyebrows up high, he looked back at Falbi. Falbi stood there, waiting for Rusl. Looking around once more, Rusl felt the awkward feeling creeping back on him. Finally, Rusl decided to follow his 'instructions' in steps. First, grab a cucco. Or at least try.
The white ones kept on flapping their wings, some even slipping past Falbi and into the lake. The brown one just glared at him, as if daring him to even touch her. And when he did reach out a hand, she pecked at him immensely in till he walked away. Finally, he saw the hidden black cucco. He approached it somewhat carefully; weary of the sharp claws and swift beak. The bird didn't do anything to Rusl, just flapped its wings naturally when Rusl picked him up.
Ok, next step. Sailing to the Isle of Riches. But there's no boat… Rusl thought, trying to think of any other possibility. Seeing none, he realized with dread what the plank was for.
Rusl slowly walked to the edge, cucco still in hand. Falbi took a step backwards, allowing Rusl space to jump. Rusl nervously shuffled (not the song or dance!) to the edge. He peered down, and he felt his eyes widen. Rusl was high above the lake. Clutching the cucco more tightly, he walked backward, trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach. Falbi stood there, starting to get impatient, for he started tapping his foot. Rusl laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand while the other hand still cucco.
"Listen partner. Either jump of this here ledge, or go," Falbi said, his smile flickering ever so slightly.
Rusl swallowed the lump in his throat and walked forward a tad bit. He held the cucco over his head, making him feel somewhat stupid. The cucco reacted by flapping its wings more violently, as if it was flying. Trying keep to his legs from wobbling, Rusl suddenly ran and jumped off the edge, his eyes screwed shut and his hands clutching the cucco tightly.
Rusl felt his stomach drop, but he still kept his eyes shut. He could feel the cucco straining under his weight as it glided not-so-gracefully down into the lake. Rusl cracked opened his eyes and recoiled at how high he was. He also noticed the cucco was veering off to its right. With no one to direct the bird, it had glided wherever it pleased, wherever that was. Rusl pulled his left hand ever so slightly down, and soon they were back on path. Rusl had planned to land relatively close to Fyer's.
It felt odd to be suspended in air. Rusl fought the urge to kick his legs like he was on land. It also felt abnormal that he only had a cucco to hold onto, much like the ones at Ordon. How such a small creature could hold up a grown man Rusl would never know. The fast approaching ground made Rusl's stomach only queasier, and he closed his eyes once more. Rusl felt his boots skid the water, thus creating a spray that made his pants cling to his legs. Then, the water, stopped and his boots met with solid ground, making him lose his grip and fall face forward with a startled shout.
Rusl's face landed in a patch of long grass, making him get a taste of grass. The cucco squawked in surprise when Rusl let go of it, and it went flying ahead a couple feet from the momentum when Rusl accidently threw it ahead. Rusl sat up, trying to get the taste of grass out of his mouth. At the attempt, Rusl smiled as another memory played itself.
"Colin! You-you don't eat it!" Ilia said gasping with laughter as a small child no more than one sat on the ground, trying to put grass in his mouth. They were sitting in Ordon ranch as they waited for the now eight year old Link to finish with goat herding. Rusl and Uli had told Ilia to watch Colin while they help harvest pumpkins. Ilia had asked Link to help her watch the infant, and Link was a too kind of person to no. But he did have to help Fado herd goats, so Ilia said she would wait for him with Colin. Unfortunately, one look at the goats had Colin trying to eat grass.
Ilia tried to get the grass out of the child's mouth, but he'd always dive for more. Ilia couldn't stop laughing, and then Colin started laughing as well. Hearing the laughter, Link looked at them and seeing what Colin was trying to do, he broke into a huge grin. Fado saw this as well, and started laughing with them. Soon, the whole clearing was filled with laughter.
Link had just put the last goat in the barn, and let Epona trot over to them. He dismounted and looked at Colin, who had grass sticking out of his mouth. Still smiling, Link pulled the grass out Colin's mouth, which only resulted in another grab for grass.
Ilia looked at Link, who just shrugged his shoulders as they watched the child. They kept taking the plant out of his hand, but Colin just grabbed more. When Colin took more grass and was about to shove it in his mouth, a much older hand snatched it away. Link and Ilia looked up and saw Uli standing next them with Rusl a way back, chatting with Bo and Fado.
Colin giggled when he saw his mother, and held his chubby arms in the air. Uli laughed and grabbed him, swinging him in the air. Colin just giggled and laughed more.
"Silly! Grass is for goats, not babies!" Uli said, touching Colin on his nose. Colin grinned at his mother, showing a small white bump on the inside of his gum.
Uli looked at Ilia and Link and said, "Thanks, you two. I hope he wasn't too much trouble."
Ilia shook her head, "Not at all. Well, besides trying to eat grass…"
Link grinned and nodded, blinking his bright blue eyes. Uli thanked them again and left to go tell her husband, a smile still on her face…
Rusl could still see the smile on his wife's face. He had laughed a great deal when he heard about Colin, and still teased Colin about it today, but not unkindly.
Scanning the area, Rusl saw he was on a small island in the middle of Lake Hylia. Looking to his left, the first thing that caught his eye was a bright waterfall. Averting his attention away from the nature beauty, he could see the island he was on was once connected to other islands, but the lake had risen and submerged the land in water, separating the land. When Rusl looked to his right, Rusl could see a dock and a large cave going into the wall of stone. Out in the lake he could a colorful tall house, cleverly concealing the cannon.
Diving into the water, Rusl swam to the dock and pulled himself up. His clothes were soaking, but the shining sun was already drying his clothes. Walking forward, Rusl went to the cave and examined it in more detail. The floor was carved so that it resembled shells, or at least to Rusl it reminded him of shells. The walls looked like any walls a cave would have. Seeing a sign, Rusl walked up to it and read it.
Spring of the Spirit Lanayru
Rusl felt hope; Link had described the place (or at least he had been present when Zelda recounted his adventure) as a sanctuary, a place of healing. But something else had happened here. Zelda had said he was attacked and a friend who had been aiding him got injured. She didn't go into details when she saw Link's face, but Rusl knew there was more to the story than just that. So, pulling himself together, he strode into the cave.
Several bright lights floated around, surprising Rusl. When he looked closer, he saw they were actually fairies. Stepping forward, Rusl put his hand up to them. He knew fairies were at Ordon Spring and Faron Springs, so why not here? The fairy he had touched suddenly flew around Rusl, sprinkling dust on. Rusl fought the urge to sneeze when some went into his nose. When the fairy finished and flew away, Rusl realized he felt much better. His legs weren't sore from riding Epona, and his cut on his arm wasn't as red and didn't hurt that bad. In fact, he barely even felt anything. Pulling the bandages off his arm, Rusl saw that all that was left was a white scar.
Looking around, he saw ahead of him a piece of ground sticking out ahead, like the plank at Falbi's. Peaceful and calming waters lay underneath it, making Rusl want breathe deeply and close his eyes. However, he fought that urge and he saw the ground was stone, but grass had crept between the cracks, making it a mix between green and gray. Large roots snaked down from the ceiling and the tips were in the water. Trails of stone ran above the water and into the wall, making a pathway to the other side. Squinting his eyes, Rusl could see a cave across the waters. He would've tried to get across to see what was in the cave, when something picked at his mind, like a buzzing. Rusl looked around, wondering what was buzzing. The tug at his mind increased, and he realized it was coming from his pocket. Digging his hand in it, Rusl brought out the stone. Rusl blinked in surprise when he saw it glowed. Well, it always glowed but this seemed brighter, more persistence.
Rusl stared at in wonder, not knowing what it was doing. He experimentally waved it around, seeing what it would do. When he walked nearer to the water, the glowing decreased. When he walked to the opening of the cave, the glowing increased. Rusl thought hard, trying to think of a reason. On a whim, he tried following the stone, letting its glow guide him. When he got out of the cave and stood outside, the stone brightened towards Fyer's.
Why would it point towards Fyer's..? Unless it wants me to go there… Rusl thought. The stone took me outside, but why? Maybe it's some sort of guide. But where is it guiding me to? Rusl wondered. Then it hit him. The stone belonged to Link. So it must be somehow guiding me to Link. But why did it start here? Unless, something activated it. But the question it, what? Rusl's mind reeled, thinking of ideas but casting them away as quickly as they came. Suddenly, an idea came to him that wasn't so crazy. Zelda had mentioned something happened in the spring. It must've been somehow related to the stone. But his thoughts were interrupted as he felt something unexpected.
Pain.
Rusl gasped as he felt something kick his stomach. He doubled over, clutching his stomach. Suddenly, his hands weighed a ton, and he fell over. Rusl laid in a ball, holding his knees close to him. His stomach would flare up in pain, and his thigh hurt like something had split it open. Rusl's head felt like something was pounding on it, and his arms were numb with pain. But, as fast as the pain came, it left, leaving Rusl lying on his side breathing deeply in and out. Once Rusl calmed down, he looked around; trying to find what had caused that kind of pain. Finding none, he pushed himself up to a standing position.
The dull feelings of pain slowly left, and soon Rusl felt better. What was that? Rusl thought, somewhat frantically. Rubbing his head, Rusl tried to clear his mind. However, nothing helped and Rusl's mind was still reeling. With a sigh, Rusl slowly walked toward Fyer's, stone still in his hand. Rusl looked at the stone, and with a shudder put it back in his pocket. Rusl walked over the wooden bridge, and soon the Sky Cannon came into view. It was a massive stone structure, something Rusl would never go in. As Rusl walked closer, he saw the clawshot mark in the barrel. Glad for once he did not have a clawshot, Rusl walked past the older cannon and towards Fyer's.
The floating bridge rocked a little when Rusl walked on them, but they stayed afloat nether the less. There were two bridges. The one Rusl was on led to a small island, which had the bridge that led to Fyer's. Stepping on the island, Rusl saw the grass that Link could play so well. He felt a pang of sadness. Rusl had been scared to fly down to the lake, but Link had defeated hundreds of monsters, saved his loved ones, and yet he still possessed a good heart. Passing the plant, Rusl glanced at it once before he strode on the bridge and towards Fyer's.
Halfway across the bridge, Rusl saw a man-made island floating close to Fyer's. It had four levels to it; each painted a different bright color. Rusl assumed that must be the Isle of Riches. Rusl soon arrived at Fyer's, and he stepped up to talk to the man.
He looked as strange as Falbi did. A lopsided green and yellow cap sat upon his bald head. He had eye makeup on, making one eye blue and the other red. He nose was red at the tip, and his lips were blue from makeup. His shirt was pink, and tied together by his neck, showing his potbelly. His pants were blue with hearts sewn into them. He wore common sandals.
"Thanks for flying with Fyer, fella," he said. "So… Wanna give it a shot fella? No hidden fees for any flight! Just ten rupees! We got the normal flight to get back to Falbi's, the oasis flight, or I can repair any cannon for ya. If you aren't interested, just say no,"
"Thanks. I'll go with the oasis flight," Rusl replied. He dug out a red rupee, and handed it to Fyer.
"That one, eh? Heh heh… ok! One for oasis, right this way," Fyer said, accepting the rupee and stepped out of path to the cannon. With a gulp, Rusl entered in the cannon and found himself in a spherical metal room. Rusl looked around, clearly worried. Suddenly, Rusl heard music from outside and then the whole room began moving up, down, left and right. Rusl lost his balance and fell to the ground. Then the whole dipped forward, and Rusl fell into a smaller, round, long room. Rusl realized where he was a moment to late as he was suddenly launched into the air traveling very fast.
The water was a blur underneath him, mixing green and blue together. The wind whistled in his ears, blocking out any other noise. Rusl felt his stomach drop again, but Rusl then spied the vast desert above the cliff. Rusl at first thought he wasn't going to make it, but soon ate those words as he landed in a heap on dry, hot sand. Rusl stood up and brushed the sand away from his clothes. He scanned the area and saw where he was.
The Gerudo Desert.
Rusl's afraid of heights, who knew?
Anyway, I know this was boring so sorry bout that. Sorry if it had grammer mistakes but I'm just being plain lazy. HAHA :D
Ok sorry if this was OOC. I forget who was at Lake Hylia when Link went, so sorry if it was Rusl. If it was, lets pretend it wasn't, just for the sake of this story, k?
Also, for the ending I will make a happy one. But, since I am a angsty person, I will be posting a oneshot. It's a tragedy (duh). It takes place when Link is fighting Gannondorf (ooh whats gonna happen? The SUSPENSE!) I can post that by Monday, or I can post it when I write the ending. Your choice, my reviewers. Which brings up another point.
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW, GOSH DARNIT!
And any suggestions would be AMAZING!
I shall now leave you with a very beautiful song.
Still like that old time Rock and Roll! That kinda music just soothes the soul! I reminisce about the days old, with that old time Rock and Roll!