Edit: Detail and titles, oh my!
Sorry I didn't update in a while, hope a two chapters will help, which I will also start to introduce the plot more.
Petals in the Breeze: That was the least you ever wrote in a review (as far as i know), but don't worry. Ronin will appear more later on
boona: I sorta switch off between this story and my other ones when the ideas come. Tho I'm not saying it's that easy, it's not easy at all. But I guess that's what makes it fun
Midna awoke early the next morning. The sun was shining through her window and landed next to her face. She yawned and stretched her arms and rolled over onto her side to end up with a fuzzy wolf doll Link won for her and she named after him.
She blushed and hugged the item. She recalled the date with a smile. It was one of the better memories she had since coming back to the Light Realm with busyness to do with Zelda.
"Link..." she breathed and blushed deeper, hugging the doll closer to her chest.
Meanwhile Link was already awake. He was used to waking up early to set out, and he can't neglect his sword training. He was awake before the sun even rose and started his daily training routine. Running, lifting, sword training, all have become a habit to hone his skills.
"Hah!" he shouted as he slashed at the training dummy again. He practiced his sword fighting skills and perfect the Hidden Skills he learned a long time ago.
After a few minutes he sheathed his blade, and fell down on the soft grass, panting from exhaustion. Link's chest rose and fell quickly until he finally regained his breath, he then continued to lay there watching the early morning sky. He had already trained and practiced for hours.
It wasn't easy waking up early in the morning, but he was used to it. It had become a daily routine for him. He seemed to realize at that moment that his routine never changed, even if his memories were erased.
"Life sure is strange," he said out loud to no one in particular. He lay there and listened to the sound of the forest. He heard the birds singing, and some roosters from the nearby Ordon Village. He had decided to stop by and pick up anything he might want to keep. Link smiled as he listened to his peaceful surroundings, sighing as he relaxed more.
Midna stepped outside in the morning sunshine. After she woke up she took a shower and got "dressed". All Midna needed to do was cast the magic that hid her private areas from the worlds. Then she got some breakfast and decided to go find Link. She blushed at the thought of seeing him, and tried to imagine his reaction. She giggled to herself and set off outside of the town, she then teleported to where she knew Link would be. The little jewel around his neck told her exactly where to find him.
"Oof!"
Midna indeed teleported to the right place, only to land on top of Link. Once she appeared she instantly landed on Link, who had the wind knocked out of him.
"Ah, Link!" she said in surprise and horror as she watched him try to fill his lungs with air. After a few moments Link gasped as he finally got air in his lungs.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" Midna said as she scrambled off him. She instead knelt to his side.
"It's...ah...it's fine..." Link said, still gasping.
"Are you okay, does it still hurt?" Midna asked with a sincere look.
"I'm fine," Link said after getting up, "Did you forget I fight monsters for a living? A hit in my stomach isn't lethal or anything."
"But..." Midna said.
"Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine," Link promised her.
Midna sighed and muttered to herself, "Geez, what a good way to show up..."
Meanwhile...
"Hah...hah...hah..ghh!" Ronin winced from the pain He leaned against a tree. He was in a forest, the light from the morning sun barely reaching the ground because of the trees. He was out of breath and worn out. He had his sword in it's sheet but he himself was covered in blood, most of it not his.
Ronin had a severe gash on his right side, his blood flowing. The part of the tunic was cut, and the surrounding part of it was covered in a very deep red. The wound was clearly visible, a deep gash that was sickeningly red, oozing blood.
Ronin grunted as he stood back up and started to walk again. He was on edge, ready to jump and draw his sword. With each tree branch that cracked under his feet, each rustle of bushes, he got ready to fight and started to run. He winced each time he did so. He was getting tired quickly because of the wound, but every time he ran his adrenaline helped him. When he stopped running he was gasping for air, the pain from his wound almost unbearable.
"Dammit..." he grunted as he continued to walk. After the encounter he had with the enemy, he had to fight off many minions and, finally, had to fight their leader. Ronin then leaned his back against another tree after walking, and running at times, a few miles. Still leaning his back against the tree, he slid to the ground.
"Gotta...warn..." he started to say, fighting to keep his eyes open. His surroundings started to fade away, his consciousness slipping. Before he slipped into sleep against his will, he noticed a shadow facing him. Without the strength to fight, he slowly looked up at the stranger but his eyes never went farther than the mysterious figures legs.
"Dammit...Link...sorry..." he managed to say, then his consciousness left him and he fell into a deep sleep. The figure before him moving toward him.
Nice little ending huh?
