EPISODE 02: Sic Itur as Astra Part 02 These Feelings of Mine
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The elf had closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to hit him hard where she had shot him. But there wasn't any pain. He slowly opened his eyes to see for himself had she hit him or not. She had missed him, maybe because her hands trembled so badly and now she was looking at him, getting ready to shoot again. Marth was kneeing next to the man who had been shot.
"May I answer?" He asked and nodded at his pocket.
She just looked at him, holding the gun, breathing heavily. He slowly took the phone from his pocket and answered, hearing Young Link's clear childish voice.
"What's taking you so long?"
"Uh… We got into a bar with Marth." The elf said, looking cautiously at the singer.
"You were supposed to go buy some food!" The boy said accusingly. "Or did Marth pull moves on you?"
"Actually, Mini, call to the hospital and tell them that there's a wounded man, shot in Seventh Heaven, okay?"
"Shut up!" The singer screamed. "Close the phone!" Link obediently switched his mobile phone off.
"I'll kill everyone of you!" She turned her gun towards Marth. "You! Don't go near him! I want him to die!"
What should I do? The elf thought, not really knowing should he try to do something or not.
Finally his curiosity took him over and he had to ask:
"Ummm… What's your name?"
She looked at him for a while with doubt in her eyes. "…Natasha…"
"Natasha… Please, put the gun down and let the paramedics come here and do their job. Otherwise you'll be charged with murder." Marth said kindly, looking into her chocolate brown eyes.
She hesitated for a moment. Then her eyes began flaming and she shouted:
"NO! You will put me in jail!" She screamed at them. "I will never go to jail!"
"I'll do everything I can to avoid you getting into prison." The noble assured, calmly stepping closer to her, offering her his hand.
"No! You're lying!" She screamed. "Everyone! Over there! Sit down on the stage and shut the--
Here comes violence, Link thought.
--up!" She waved at the stage lit with all kinds of colours, from red to purple and the floor was a mirror, flashing the colours to the roof. Almost everyone ran quickly there, some crying, some screaming, some just trying to survive. Link exchanged a look with Marth. They needed back-up.
He hoped that Young Link had been smart enough to call Roy and tell him what had happened. The general would've understood to call the S.F.B.I. headquarters and request for help and a negotiator. Only thing was that… the negotiator wasn't just anyone. Cruel how Peach always seemed to find Marth.
She was the negotiator.
"You two as well!"
"This man will die if you won't let us help him and you will surely be charged with a murder then!" The noble said strictly. It was the first time Link had ever seen him raise his voice. Usually he always kept his cool and remained calm, but the loss of human lives seemed to upset him.
Natasha looked at Marth for a while, hatred shining in her eyes like metal shines in sun. She was shaking a little, trying to crush the blue-haired warrior by looking at him with such anger that it automatically drew her mouth into a grimace, showing her clenched teeth. Marth kept looking at her with his cobalt eyes, the sadness of losing a life in them, pleading for her to let him help the man.
"Get to the stage or I'LL kill you!" She finally shouted.
The noble seemed to wonder what he should do. If he would refuse, she might either let him help the man or then calmly shoot a bullet through his heart.
"Marth… It's better to lose only one life than two." The elf looked at his friend, knowing that he would understand, but would he want to leave the man to die and save his own life?
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Roy had just collected all the broken pieces from the floor and wiped away the spilled coffee when his phone began ringing like a baby starts crying when it's hungry for food. Without drying his hands, he took the phone and answered:
"Yes?"
"Roy, Roy!"
"What's wrong, Young Link?" The general heard the panic and fear in the boy's voice and waited for the worst. Had Link gotten himself into hospital or maybe even killed?
"Link! Link's stuck! In a bar, Seventh Heaven! There's--there's someone pointing at him with a gun!"
"Young Link, stay there and remain calm, don't go anywhere. I'll pick you up and we'll go down there to see what's going on, okay?" He realised that his own heart was speeding up, ironical as it was, he was telling the boy to remain calm and he was starting to show signs of panic himself.
"O-okay." The boy seemed relieved in the other end of the phone.
"Good. See you soon." The redhead hung up and called 911. He gave them the address of Seventh Heaven and told them about the possible situation there. Then he bolted out of the door to pick up Young Link and head for Seventh Heaven himself.
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When they arrived there were already many police cars and lots of cops, one paramedics team and an ambulance. They both looked at the ambulance with growing horror, all kinds of thoughts running through their heads. Finally Roy tried to turn the young boy's attention from it to something else:
"I think there's the leading officer. Let's go have a talk with him."
"Roy…" The small elf stopped, wiping his eyes.
"What?" The redhead looked at the small blonde, who looked so cute and so scared. He was almost trembling, standing shakily. He was like the teddy bear version of Link.
"What if… what if something has happened to Link?" The tiny elf brought up the thought he had wanted to force out of his mind but which had been eating at his mind ever since he had received the call from Young Link.
"We shouldn't think about that. What we need to think about now is how to stay calm and try to figure out just how horrible the situation is in there."
Easier to say than do, the general thought, trying to swallow his own fears for the child. If he panicked, Young Link would panic and nothing good could come of it.
"If we start panicking now because we're guessing has something happened to Link, we might not know what's going on in there in time. Understood?" He said kindly, grasping the small elf's shoulders. Oh, they felt so fragile, he was afraid that if he pressed a little harder they would break.
"Y-yeah…" Young Link swallowed his tears, looking at him with watering eyes. "Roy, I don't want him to get hurt." He spontaneously did what felt safe and comforting, he freed himself from Roy's grasp and hugged him, hugged him really tight. He didn't feel safer before the general rested his hands on his back gently.
"Come on, Young Link. Maybe we can help somehow."
Peach was trying to call Link, sitting in the back of a van, looking at her nails as they found her.
"Have you heard anything?" The general asked.
"Not yet. But why's that kid here?" She asked, pointing at Young Link, still adoring her probably freshly painted nails.
"Link's his caretaker and he can't spend the night alone at home."
"Well, then keep him out of the way."
"Of course. Just let me know if you get into any contact with those inside." The general said as he guided the by farther away from her. They got into another van and Young Link sat down, taking a hold of Roy's hand and pressing close for warmth and shelter. He looked at the boy gently, hoping that he wouldn't need to be a part of this, that he wouldn't need to know anything of it. But if he was even a little like the older elf he knew so well, he could handle the situation.
He smiled encouragingly to him and sat down next to him.
"You want something?" He asked, trying to sound like nothing was wrong.
"Many things, actually." The boy said seriously. "To start off with, I'd want to have my own car…" He was smiling.
So… Link-like, the general thought.
"Porsche." He blinked at the boy, wondering how both of them were able of avoiding the worry when they needed to and try to find something funny and nice from the situation around them.
"I'll go talk with Peach for a while, if you have any problems, just come there." He pointed at the van where Peach had been sitting.
"Okay." He nodded.
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"Natasha…" The elf began, he and Marth were both sitting near the man who had been shot, trying to do their best to make the bleeding stop.
"Yes?" She turned, pointing at him with the gun.
"If someone calls me, can I answer? It might be the paramedics."
"Fine."
"Also…"
"What?" She was getting annoyed by him.
"I… I just wanted to ask one thing of you."
"You already did."
"No, I mean, if my phone rings and it's the one I love, may I speak with him?"
"HIM?" She screeched. "You're gay!"
"Yeah." He smiled at her, mischievously. "But I'm still a man… sort of."
"Is this… guy… you love. Is he gay too?" She asked, he had gotten her interest and if he would get close enough, he might be able to snatch the gun from her hand and everything would be fine.
"No. You see, that's the tragedy. Everyday, and every moment I wish he would call me and tell me that he loves me as well." He said, trying to sound as miserable as possible. What he had said had almost been true, except that he knew that Roy loved him back.
"That's why I'd want to answer if he calls me."
"Okay. But I want to listen."
"Then don't freak out if things get really hot." The elf winked.
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Roy jumped out of the van and walked to the princess, who was now painting her toenails. For god's sake, her 'love of life' was in there and she wasn't even panicking. She was just painting her nails.
The boy sighed. "Did you talk to anyone there?"
"No." She answered shortly, clearly implying that she wanted him to get the hell out of there and leave her alone so that she could finish painting her toenails in peace.
"Try Link's cell phone. He might answer."
"Okay, whatever." She rolled her eyes, mad at him that he had interrupted her moment of beauty. She dialled and the general felt like something was stuck in his throat. Suddenly he saw an image of Link, shot, blood colouring his green tunic… And he wanted to cry. Maybe the elf had been killed, maybe he had tried to solve the situation by himself and the results hadn't been so happy.
He tried to assure himself that Link wouldn't be so dumb to risk himself in a situation like that. Except if something had happened to Marth, he could've done that. There it was again, that pain that hurt in his chest. He didn't want to accept it, but he was deathly afraid for Link and missed him. He wanted to hear his voice again and feel his arms around him, but he denied it.
"Hello?" She asked. "Oh, good. Hey, what's the situation there?"
"Is it Link?" The general asked, every single cell of his body was tensing up, waiting for her answer.
"Yes." The princess said to him. Roy felt a strange emotion, it felt like a stone had been lifted off his heart and suddenly he could breathe. The air flowed to his lungs freely and it felt so good.
"He wants to talk to you." Peach gave the phone to him and he almost dropped it, being so excited and so nervous.
"Link, are you there?" Roy asked worriedly.
"Yes, I'm here." Link answered calmly. "How are you, my love?"
"Link, quit the crap! You're in a hellish situation there!" Roy flared up, he didn't want the elf to be joking in a situation like this.
"Yeah, I know."
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." The elf answered as coolly as taking a soda from a machine.
"Link, listen. You've got to talk to her… talk her out of this…"
"Roy."
"Yes?"
"I miss you."
"I…" I miss you too. It had almost escaped his lips. He almost gasped, covering his mouth with his hand as if the words were forcing themselves out. "I… I know." He said finally.
"I hope you miss me too." The Hylian continued calmly.
I do! His heart cried in his chest, suddenly and it took him by surprise. He could only stare in front of him, wondering what the hell was going on in him?
He definitely wasn't falling in love with Link.
Definitely.
Absolutely.
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Okay, I know this episode is crappy, at least until... yeah, so just try to be patient.
Thank you for reading, you know how I feel about your reviews, don't you? -laughs-
