"Come on Orin! What, in the goddesses name is taking you so long!."
"Hold your horses link! This stuff isn't exactly the easiest to put on you know."
"What are you putting on anyway? A full suit of chain mail?"
"Sort of. But it's a lot lighter and a lot more skin tight. Not to mention it is a lot stronger than chain mail."
"Well hurry up! Saria will kill me if were late!"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming!"
Link shifted the pack on his back as he waited in the living room. Navi sat on his shoulder just as impatiently as her master waiting for Orin. After Link had told him to grab a few weapons to defend against the stray monsters that were still wandering around Orin had insisted he wore his old armor. Link didn't have a problem with but he didn't expect him to take this long. What is this stuff made of…..rock?
"Hey Navi, could you give me a hand for a sec?"
"Sure Orin!"
Link watched as Navi flew under the crack in the door and disappeared.
"Wow Orin! That Armor looks great on you! Very sexy!"
"Thank you."
Link raised an eyebrow while Malon nearly choked on her glass of milk trying to chuckle. What was he putting on?
"could you help me with that catch there?"
"Yep. There ya go!"
"Thanks."
"No problem!"
Navi flew back out the door and floated excitedly in front of link's face.
"You should see that armor Link! It's so cool! It's like as tight as the armor Zelda used when she was masquerading as Sheik but it's made out of dragon scale! That stuff is said to be harder than stone and able to withstand a direct attack form a dragons claws! Nothing can get past that stuff! Not only that but it accentuates Orin's abs, his strong and toned legs, his gorgeous butt…."
"Navi!"
"what? It's not my fault your best friend is hot! I mean seriously! I betcha he had like a million girls after him before Gannon got a hold of him!"
"Who's what now?"
Link looked up the stairs to see Orin standing on the landing, a beautiful long black cloak flowing over his form. It covered everything form the neck down except a pair of very impressive black leather boots with a single jewel embedded into the side of each ankle. At the moment Link couldn't see what she was talking about but if they ran into any monsters he probably would.
"Navi is drooling over your new armor."
"Ah. Well we don't have time for that. Got everything?"
"Yep. You?"
"well, lets see…."
Orin grabbed his right leg, "Leg blade check,", Tapped his boot on the ground causing a blade to pop out the toe, "boot knife check," , Reached to his back, "chain blades and bow check," , ran his hands over his front, "throwing stars check,", reached to his hair, "ponytail darts check and finally…", he grabbed hold of the strap that laid across his chest below the cloak, "my trusty old pack check. Yep I got everything."
"Wow got enough knives?"
"Never can have too many."
"True. Well let's go."
"After you."
It didn't take them long to travel across the field, Epona and Adin running at full gallop the whole way, Epona having found a new strength she hadn't possessed before. With in moments they had traveled what normally took hours, and arrived at the gate to the kokiri forest. They dismounted the horses and left them to their own devices as they approached the large forest entrance.
Just before Orin went to walk across the threshold Link stopped him, putting his hand on Orin's chest. Link couldn't help but notice how truly solid the muscle underneath felt and the strangely smooth surface that sat beneath the cloak was oddly cool for this time of year. A rogue cloud covered the bright sun casting shade over them and he felt the armor warm slightly. When the cloud uncovered the sun the armor cooled again. What kind of armor adjusts temperature? Who was Orin?
"What?"
"I don't think you can enter."
"Why not?"
"Well….only the Kokiri can enter this place…"
"Than how can you?"
"I live there. And I grew up there."
"But your not a Kokiri…"
"I know."
"So if you can travel through here why shouldn't I?"
Link's eyes squinted. Why couldn't he? Now that he thought of it, the legend only talked about how the Kokiri couldn't leave and that if you got lost in the lost woods you would turn into a stall kid. And besides, he seemed to be able to take everything else with stride without all the tools he had needed to get through.
"I don't know…..but we can't risk it."
"Then what are we gonna do?"
"I don't know."
Silence reigned between them as they both racked there brains for an answer. Then, out of the blue….
"Hey link?"
"Yeah?"
"Your hand is still on my chest."
"Huh? Oh! Sorry."
Link hear Orin's chuckle and turned his face away in order to hide his reddening cheeks. He felt Orin's hand ruffle his hair as he walked toward the entrance.
"Well, I guess we will have to test out this unable to get in theory. Since you don't have the Ocarina of time anymore and can't teleport with that music of yours."
Orin took one step toward the entrance when suddenly a strong gust of wind came from out of nowhere nearly knocking him off his feet. When Orin looked up his eyes widened. Just above them, flying low enough to almost touch the tree's was a large green dragon, it's bat like arm wings flapping lazily as if it strength had been drained. It was a female by the look of it, since she flew right over his head. And by the blood near her sex organ, she gave birth recently. Approximately a month or less ago by Orin's fading knowledge.
It wasn't attacking, just gliding low over the tree's. too low for Orin's liking.
"Was that another dragon?"
"Yes Link."
"It didn't see us. It's not attacking like the other one was."
"It's because she is not being controlled. Dragons are normally docile creatures. They only time the become vicious is if they are attacked."
Orin stepped forward and felt the ground squish beneath his feet. He looked down and saw a small deep red pool on the ground, darker than any Hylian's blood, the liquid shining with untamed magic. That spot wasn't there before. And if she gave birth the blood would have stopped flowing after the children were already suckling. The green one's were one of two of the dragon's species that gave live births. The almighty silver being the other.
By the dragons! She was injured! She had been attacked!
"What is it Orin? Who's blood is that?"
"It's the dragon's. We have to hurry and get to the lost woods! That was were she was flying right?"
"Yeah."
"Then Come on link! Her dragon lings will die if we don't help her!"
"What? Dragon lings? How do you? Hey Orin, wait up!"
Orin felt a warm lover's embrace wrap around him as he crossed the threshold to what the Hylian's called the Kokiri forest. The forest seemed to know who he was and welcomed him with open arms, much to Link's worries. A flash of random information hit his head, telling him of how nature embraced his kind. He shook his head as the knowledge faded into the back of his mind. He was really having a hard time getting used to that.
He ran across the bridge and into a clearing that held within it a few small huts just big enough for children to live in. He continued to run until he ran across a group of small creatures. They all looked like children but he could sense their old aura's. He stopped abruptly at the group, one of the small children, a red head with an attitude stood in front of him. He stood with his hands on his hips unafraid of the giant man that stood before him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Easy Mido he's with me. We are here to see Saria. Where is she?"
"She's in the lost woods where else?"
"Thank you Mido. Come on Orin, the entrance is this way."
"Hey! I didn't say you could leave yet!"
"we have no time for your power trips Mido. We gotta get to the temple!"
They left the spitting and sputtering childlike being behind as they ran up the hill and through the entrance. Orin followed link through the many twists and turns that the forest held. He could now see why It was called the lost woods. One last series of dizzying turns later and they arrived in a clearing that led to what looked like a large maze. The light of day shown through the leaves of the tree's making the green leaves glow with it's light. It was a beautiful place, perfect for a green dragon to live.
Suddenly a strong smell permeated Orin's senses from all sides. He grabbed onto links cloak before he could race off. Something was here and it wasn't friendly.
"what is it Orin?"
"something is here. I can smell it."
"what is it?"
Orin sniffed the air, "It smells like….wet dog."
"Wolfo's. How many?"
Orin spread his hearing in all directions, the creature's had them surrounded.
"Six. Three for you, three for me."
"Sounds like a plan."
Orin tossed his cloak behind him then swung the cloak around his neck so it no longer covered his chest and arms but protected the lower half of his face and his shoulders.. With a flourish he grabbed the twin blades on his back and combined them at the hilt to make a dual blade swallow. He stood at the ready, waiting for the creature's to pounce.
Link stared. Orin was covered head to foot in black shining dragon scale armor that molded to his body like a second skin. It accentuated every curve, muscle and defined his whole body into that of a Sheikah warrior god. Long silver wisps of chain were wrapped around him in a cross pattern over what looked like an old tabard faded with time. If his fighting instincts weren't in full swing at the time Link, like Navi, would have been drooling.
"Like, what ya see link?"
"Yeah, can ya make me a set?"
Orin chuckled, "I if have enough skin when we get back."
"Yes!"
"Back to back Link. There coming. They mean to surround us."
Link nodded and lined his back with Orin's his sword and shield at the ready, waiting fro the Wolfo's to attack. The leaves rustled against the breeze, the birds chirped happily, the sun made spots on the ground where the sifted through the tree's. It was quiet. Only sound that could be heard was there hard breathing. A normal person would have though there was no danger and would have kept walking.
"You sure they are still here Orin?"
"Yes, Navi, they are still here. They are waiting."
"Waiting for what?"
"They are waiting for us to separate Navi. I have heard of these kinds of Wolfo's before. They are much older and smarter than the ones me and you fought during our journey to defeat Gannon. But they aren't patient. We just have to wait for them to get impatient."
"and then we have them."
"Arooooooooo!"
"Well, that didn't take long."
"Usually doesn't."
Exactly six grey bearded Wolfo's jumped from the tree's surrounding the pair of warriors. Link held his sword and shield at the ready his eyes sliding to mere slits as he focused. Orin who was pressed formally to his back only smiled. The Wolfo's circled about three times sizing the two of them up. There was fear present In the air and it wasn't from Orin or link. These creatures knew who they were and were now realizing who they caught.
"Why aren't they attacking?"
"They had though we were normal Hylian's before they attacked."
"They didn't know before they jumped us?"
"Exactly. They are forming a plan of attack."
"Wolfo's know only one plan of attack."
"Not these one's I suspect. But I don't think they anticipated us going back to back like this."
"They expected to corner us."
"Yep."
"I guess we will have to wait until one attacks."
Suddenly one to the left jumped, Followed quickly by one to the right. In one fluid motion the two fanned out and swung there massive swords. Orin swung upwards gutting the creature, the blood and bile splashing his face and armor. Link thrusted his sword upwards, impaling the wolf onto his blade the blood covering his hands and the hilt of his sword. The dying wolfo made a swipe at him catching the side of his face, leaving light gash marks on his cheek.
The remaining wolfo's looked stunned as there comrades laid twitching and convulsing on the ground. Swiftly they regained there position back to back as they waited fro the other four. Neither had even broken a sweat. It had been as easy as breathing.
But They both knew what the wolfo's planned on next and prepared for it. Link dropped his old cloak letting it flutter to the ground, leaving him in the armor and leggings he had been known for, his hair tied back, a single braid hanging in front of his face that Malon had put in it this morning. He replaced his shield and sword and pulled out of his enchanted pack the one weapon he had kept from his adventures. The long and heavy claymore shone with the fire's of death mountain as he held it tight by two hands. It had been a while since the goron sword had tasted blood. And it was telling him it was long overdue.
Orin grabbed the middle of his blades and twisted, dislodging them from each other. He flipped them in his hands so the hilts faced outwards and then swung them to his back. A sound like clasps un hinging echoed through the air as the chains around his chest dropped to the ground, each end of the chain attached to his now glowing blades.
They both stood at the ready. Waiting. Light and dark, back to back just waiting.
They pounced all at once. Link swung in a wide arch as Orin let his blades fly. Each got one before they had to jump backwards. They separated and spread out along the clearing. More normal wolfo's arrived at the dying howl of one of the elders. Link cursed and Orin growled. The last two remaining elder wolfo's were dispatched by well placed strikes and beheading by spiked chain.
They stood back to back again, both of them covered in the blood of the elders. About six more wolfo's appeared again surrounding the two and continuously circling. Orin rolled his eyes as Link sighed heavily.
"What is it with these things and running around in a circle?"
"I don't know Orin."
"Well now what?"
"I dunno."
Suddenly Orin got an idea and a wicked smirk went across his face.
"Link?"
"Yeah?"
"When I tell ya to get down, you do so and don't get up until I tell ya."
"Why?"
"Just trust me."
"All right."
"Now!"
Link dropped to the ground and not a second later Orin's blades shot out to the east and west, the chains stretching out to their full lengths. He watched as Orin twisted whipping the chain blades around in a wide circle, slicing off the heads of every wolfo the blades could reach. With a twitch of the wrist he brought the blades back to his hands, the chains unhooking themselves and slithering back around his body like metal snakes.
"Okay, it's safe.", Orin said as wiped the blades off on his cloak.
Link got up and looked around the clearing wide eyed. The wolfo's bodies lied beheaded in the circle they had been running in. Not one wolfo had been spared. Wait…was that? Link turned around to see a single wolfo, sneaking up behind Orin. Link's bow was at the ready before it had time to blink, aimed right between the creature's eyes.
"Orin duck!"
Without even asking why he crouched low to the ground as Link let his trusty arrow fly. The wolfo had no chance. It cried in pain for only a second before it fell to the ground, the arrow embedded in it's skull right between the eyes. Link smiled at his handy work.
"well done." Orin said as he stood and unwrapped his cloak from around his shoulders.
"Thank you."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Both warriors gaze immediately shot towards the temple. The scream was followed by a long howl of pain. Link recognized the scream where as Orin recognized the bestial cry.
"Saria!"
"The dragon!"
A silent nod was all that went between them as they raced into the maze that hid the temple. Link wound through the passage ways as Orin jumped like a Sheikah to the top of the old bushes and ran across. Whatever had attacked the dragon was here. They had to hurry.
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It took a long time I know but I only get writing binges once in a while since most of my time is taken up by work. But here it is. Their first fight together. I own nothing but Orin. I made him up, he's mine.
