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-Sometimes it's needed-
Myra crinkled her nose as something wet and warm was pressed to her forehead. Birds were quietly chirping in, what she assumed to be a window. This would of course be the cause for the light trying to rip away the dark shroud over her eyes... Her mind was begging to open her eyes but every other once of her body was screaming for five more minutes.
Finally succumbing to that cursed light, she lazily opened her eyes... A quick glance around the room told her that they were in something of a medical facility. The neatly swept floors and the multiple beds, the oddity was the fact that she was surrounded by tree bark... And she certainly wasn't alone, a very young girl, who only looked to be somewhere around seven, with the brightest green hair you'd ever seen. She was staring at a rather large ball of pitch black fur, which could only be one person...
Yes, Luna was lying on the floor, a chain wrapped around her neck and nailed to the wall; the little girl could only stare. She only broke that odd, longing gaze towards the fallen beast when she noticed the raven-haired girl, her eyes darting around the room. "Oh! Um... You're awake!" She paused, chewing her lip. "You, um, you're... Human?" She was so obviously scared, that a little bit of Myra wanted to actually hug her.
"Yes..." She paused, glancing around the room a bit more, catching sight of the rest of the group unconscious on the beds lined next to hers. Then, a thought occurred to her. "Um... Aren't you?" The question was instantly regretted; the mere thought that a little girl, plain as day, wasn't human? And she could've offended the girl! The end result was the undying urge to slap herself on the forehead.
Shockingly, instead of the expected fall of the head, eyes searching the floor and whatever else people do when they've been offended. The girl simply gave a forced half smile and shrugged. "Well, actually... No." She stated, so perfectly calm and unfazed. Myra had to double take, she still wasn't sure she could fully trust her senses, something had obviously happened, so who's to say that her ears were no longer functioning properly?
"Y-you're not... Human?" She choked, trying her best not to let her fear show. The little girl nodded, that half smile still plastered on her face until a groan sounded from the other end of the room. Alfons slowly sat himself up, pinching the bridge of his nose and running a hand through his hair.
He caught sight of Myra and the green-haired girl, both staring at him expectantly. "... Hello." He mumbled, trying his best to seem as though he wasn't having a small mental breakdown. That little girl, she looked so familiar, in all his studying in the Hylian Royal Library, he had found some things on the old races of Hyrlue. And he could've sworn that girl looked just like one of them...
He noticed the sleeping beast on the floor and almost grinned. "Might I ask what you're doing with our friend there?" He chuckled at the puzzled expression he received, and Myra's sudden blush. "Now, Myra. Is there something you were forgetting to say?" He went on and laughed, instantly regretting it from the throbbing in his head.
The girl shook her head and shot a glance at the cat. "You're... Friend?" She asked, as though she was fully expecting them to all be insane and that cat was just a beast. Her assumption was that this 'friend' had been chasing them and somehow managed to fall in with them, and they had most likely hit their heads and now had the thought that the beast was their friend.
But of course with all these assumptions, they'd all proved wrong. Alfons smiled and shook his head. "No, you see... That one is a girl, a human girl." He pointed to were Lot laid, half his body dangling over the edge of the bed and a small trickle of drool hanging from his mouth. "And that one is a beast. They're both the same, so I have to ask that you un-chain that one." He stated, still keeping an honest smile.
A few moments passed of the girl looking between Lot and Luna, trying to process the similarity of the two. Her eyes widened as she realized the point and she was instantly next to the beast, quickly unclipping the chain and backing away as if she expected her to jump up and tear her limb-from-limb. She remained peacefully, lightly, snoring. Completely unfazed and showing no sign of waking up.
Five other groans sounded as five heads slowly poked out from under blankets. Alfons shook his head as Valerie grumbled various annoyed complaints. "Well, now that we're all up..." He paused, standing and looking at the content black lump of fur, still snoring on the floor. "Erm, could someone...?" He muttered, walking over to the head of the room. The little girl following him as if she thought Alfons would fall over and she would catch him.
Abria hopped up, as if nothing at all had happened and she was simply waking up in her own room. She shook the sleeping beast, trying her best to gently rouse her. A growl sounded as the beast jumped from her spot and lunged at the healer, knocking her to the floor. She widened her eyes in shock, as she realized who it was. That familiar sound, something like water rushing through a river, rang through the room as Luna jumped off the healer.
The green-haired girl gave a small gasp. "She is human..." She whispered, obviously thinking aloud and not realizing she said a word. Luna growled as her and the healer shared a silent exchange, climbing up and standing in a row of the now standing group.
Alfons clasped his hands and kneeled down so that he was eye level with the little girl. "Now, if you don't mind, I think we'd all like to ask your name." He smiled at the shy look he received. The girl rung her hands and giggled lightly, looking at the people surrounding her, all curious and awaiting an answer... "Ah! That's right..." She mumbled. "I haven't told you anything yet, have I?" Multiple nods were given.
"Well, I suppose I was a bit flustered!" She laughed. "You see, you're all the first humans I've seen!" Valetin raised an eyebrow and pinched the bridge of his nose, going into deep thought of how to process the information; of course he was cut off by the high-pitched voice of the girl. "Well, um, beside that... My name is Saria." She bowed, her green hair swishing in front of her eyes. "It's the name of one of the old seven sages of Hyrule."
Alfons snapped his fingers, rushing up to Saria's side. "The sage of the forest? From the Kokori tribe!" He quizzed, not giving her enough time to answer. "The Kokori disappeared over one-hundred years ago! Along with the Gerudo and the Shiekah! The name of the sage's were only to be given to the children of the respected tribes..." He stood up, staring Saria straight in the eye, patently waiting for an answer to a rather un-asked question.
She shuffled her feet, uncomfortable under the sudden excitement in the serving boy's prying eyes. "Well, um... You see..." She stuttered, unable to find words. "You fell, and, um..." A pause, she stood up tall, trying her best to look Alfons in the eyes with a new found determination. "You're currently in the Kokori village. I am a Kokori. And if you were to walk out this door, everyone you see will also be a Kokori. I look like a child yet I'm actually much older than any of you. Our village was sunk, along with all of Hyrule in a great flood, leaving only a few remaining survivors to uphold our tribe..." She took in a very long breath, color returning to her paling cheeks. "Eventually we found something of a safe haven and stayed there. I suppose that over the years, the earth washed its way over us and we've just lived here ever since." Her face fell, and she found her eyes glued to the ground. "As for the Shiekah and he Gerudo... Our tribes haven't made contact since the flood... I suppose they've either found their own places, or they've all been wiped out..." She sighed, turning her eyes up to see several confused and utterly speechless faces staring down at her, causing her face to flush red.
Valetin stepped up to her. "So, we are in the Kokori village?" He swallowed, silently praying she would laugh and say no. To his displeasure she gave him a grave nod, letting the odd feeling of despair wash over the assistant. His eyes searched the room and he slowly made his way over to his sister. "Well... H-how did we get here?" He questioned. "If you've all moved underground, how could we possibly be here?" He voice was so full of utter despair; it was putting them all in a rather stressful mood.
Saria smiled, eager to answer whatever questions they may have. "I'm actually not quite sure... The entrance only opens when no one's around, only when it has to..." She bit her bottom lip, obviously trying to find a way to cure the troubled expressions they'd all gained. Apparently, humans got worried when they found out they'd fallen into something that only opened in bizarre situations.
Lot shook his head, taking a breath as Myra huddled closer to his arm. "So... Are you saying that we may truly be... Stuck, here?" He asked the slightest crack in his voice. The thought made them all shutter, save for the green-haired Kokori. The idea that they may be stuck in this 'village' also brought up one other, very pressing matter... "You see, we've things that need to be done where we come from... And, these things are very pressing, and need to be taken care of with the upmost haste." He finished, his brow furrowed at his attempt on a 'mannered' speech.
Saria began to nervously fiddle with a piece of her ivy hair. "Well, um..." She paused, still trying to think of an explanation. "Oh! I know! We'll all go to the village elder after you've rested a bit longer, she always knows why these things happen..." Her eyes brightened, the thought seemed to shed some light on the darkness in the room. "Of course... You'll all need to rest a while longer..." She said, ushering them back to their beds.
Abria stopped, easily refusing the light tug from the small girl. "Ah, I could fix the issue of rest..." She grinned. "I am a healer..." She reached into a bag strapped around her waist and pulled out the old, leather-back healing book. "It won't be a problem at all." She smiled, making her way around the group, stopping at Valetin when he pulled her to the side.
"Abria... Do you recall what we discussed before all... This?" He asked, motioning to the tree- bark room, and to the five others questioning the green-haired girl on everything they could possibly think of. Valerie seemed to be the one doing most of the questioning, although, she was probably more upset with it. After all, she'd always been the lesser of the enthusiastic of things in general...
The healer paused, trying to figure out what they 'discussed' before, and why her focus had been turned to Valerie... Ah! "Mmm, yes. Yes I do..." She said, trying her best to sound casually, and not as though she'd completely forgotten the whole thing.
Valetin nodded, there was small pause between dialogue, giving Abria enough time to whip out her book and begin chatting those old Hylian words. She put her hand on him, and was surprised to find just how cold he was. His whole body felt like ice compared to her warm touch. Come to think of it, he was always pale, and she could probably come up with a few times she'd seen him shivering. Although, he defiantly suited being a doctor's assistant... It was a wonder he knew how to use a sword.
Luna and Lot both let out tired, pained groans, ripping the healer from her, now that she thought of it, very stupid thoughts. Such petty things that take over one's mind... "Valetin... Perhaps we should talk about this later...?" She muttered, pulling her hand away from him and shooting a glance at the moaning beasts.
He nodded the slightest bit of sadness showing in his eyes. "Of course, of course." He ushered, waving his hand in a feeble attempt to show some fake understanding. He let out a small chuckle, maybe even an honest one, as he too caught sight of the beast. "It seems as though you're needed." He grinned at her, almost as if giving a silent goodbye before turning to joining Alfons and his sister.
Abria let out a sigh, choking herself in the process because she forced the sigh back down. She had no reason to sigh, it was half-conscious anyway, something distracted her, she settled. She shook her head to clear her thoughts before sulking over to the complaining two, healing Lot first, then Luna. She was trying (Yet again) to get the half-cat to smile, or show some sign of emotion besides an annoying attempt at getting a healer over to her.
Of course, this proved difficult, as she couldn't seem to get the thought of how cold he was out of her head... Bah! It was most likely because that was an awkward moment, most likely. She shook her head, in yet another attempt at putting the thought out, and she was probably a little to thankful when the Kokori's soft voice rang out. "Alright! I think that's all... Is everybody ready?" No response was apparently response enough for Saria, in a matter of seconds they were all standing outside the wooden door, gawking at what they saw.
An entire colony of children seemed to live in their own little village. Little one's bustled about, holding wood or straw or any other imaginable goods they could possibly have. A peaceful-looking river flowed through out the small land, which, upon further examination, was very small. The place was surrounded by towering cliffs, reaching all the way up to the non-existent sky, leaving only around three miles in diameter.
But the oddest thing of all was the light, streaming from an unknown source. A fear that hadn't even been recognized was suddenly though about: Why hadn't they even considered a light source? They'd all been told they were underground; therefore there'd be no sunlight... The question burned in all their minds, but they oddly choose to ignore it and continue their visual wandering.
Every house was a tree, and the fact that everyone in the village appeared to be little children was beginning to make the group uncomfortable. The idea that you were taller then everyone in your current residents was for some reason intimidating to all of them.
Saria, catching on to their fear, smiled her best reassuring smile. "Don't let our height and appearance fool you." She stated, a certain glint in her eye they'd all grown used to from Lot shining through. "You're the youngest ones in this village." She stated, grinning to herself at the several dropped jaws of the humans.
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