Feeling slowly returned to his senses, the touch of his clothes returning first. He felt the very tips of his blonde-touched brown bangs on his face, one on his eye and another on the tip of his nose. He reached up and brushed his bangs back, opening his eyes and staring at a familiar ceiling, his ceiling. He recognized the waved circle-like designs, a natural piece of abstract art painted by the wood's age rings itself, he saw the light streaming from the window. He lifted himself into a sitting position, rubbing the back of his head and messing his hair. He felt the touch of his hair on his palms, something he learned to not be used to due to his fingerless gloves he was used to wearing. He looked down at his palms, seeing the skin of his palms and arms, the sight of skin stopping barely past his elbows where his white shirt sleeves ended. His blue eyes glanced over to the shelf near his bed, where his green hat and brown fingerless gloves were put. His brown boots were set up neatly on the ground in front of the shelf.
He sighed, still tired from awaking, and let himself fall back onto his bed, his head smacking the pillow and sending a slight pain via bruise located on the back of his skull. He rolled onto his side and rubbed where the pain was found, releasing an irritated groan.
For the love of Nayru, what did I do this time? He asked himself, thinking over his goat herding job from the previous day. As he saw it, there was no mistake. He never fell off; a rock launched from the hooves of a goat never hit him either. He rubbed his eye, remembering the last and first time that happened and he got his first black eye. What the hell happened?
He played the day in fast forward, trying to recall anytime he would've accidently bruised himself in the back of the skull. He brushed his bangs back with his fingers, leaving his hand in his hair as he thought.
I took a nap; herded, fought against an ambush and...
He paused as he thought over the ambush, the sight of bulbins everywhere, threatening the safety of his home. He quickly sat back up again, his eyes filled with confusion and pain. The memory of a girl with strange blood eyes standing before him, hiding herself behind her bangs. The blur he saw when she quickly lounged forward, slamming the handle of her weapon into the back of his head. The sight of the once confused and beautiful red eyes now turned into a gaze of a fighter. The pain of the move she made, him falling to the ground. The fading call of his name. That event all came back to him quickly.
"Link!" A familiar voice called, the same voice he remembered last while falling into unconsciousness. He looked over at his fairy companion flying to him. "Link, you're awake!"
The fairy stopped about a foot away from his face, flying in place.
"Quick! How many fingers am I holding up?" She asked loudly. Link showed her a disapproving glare.
"Navi, I can't see your body very well in general, you're too tiny! You're a fairy, remember?"
"Correct! You ARE alright!" She said happily, flying in figure eights through the air. He sighed at her energy.
"I don't know if I am that alright though." He replied, causing Navi to freeze in the air and look at him. Before she could build up enough courage to reply, he quickly got out of his comfy bed and ran to where his boots were found, securing his foot into the left boot and beginning to put on the right. Navi flew close behind him.
"Where are you going?" She asked, getting silence as he stood up with both boots on and began to slip on his gloves. He tightened the buckles around his left glove and grabbed his green hat, placing it on his head while running out the door.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Navi asked again as he stepped off the ladder onto solid ground. Link didn't reply until he had passed the gate to the village.
"I'm going to find out just what her problem is!" He replied, nearly running toward Uli's house.
"What? ...oh...Wait, Link!" Navi yelled, flying in front of the teen. "Link, you don't know..."
"Damn right I don't, but I'm not scared to find out." Link said, cutting Navi off in mid-sentence and glaring at her with blue eyes.
"She's not here!" Navi said quickly before she could be interrupted. Link stared at her, not sure what she meant. "Link, she's gone. She's been missing since the ambush."
Link continued staring at the informative fairy in mid-shock.
"She's...missing?"
"Umm...well...not really 'missing'. But she's gone."
"What do you-"
A whinny stopped his sentence followed by a familiar voice calling his name. He looked over toward the Mayor's house, seeing the source of the whinny and voice. Epona galloped to her master, stopping in her tracks a little too close and nudging his shoulder. Link showed a small smile and pet her muzzle as Ilia ran to the horse and her farm boy. She smiled at Link.
"I'm so glad you're awake!" She said, looking at him with emerald eyes.
Epona nudged Link again, obviously happy that her master was awake and alright. Link smiled a little bigger as his horse showed her affection by nearly shoving him off of his feet and to the ground. He looked into her brown, almost black, eyes and saw that she knew what happened. He showed a sad smirk to Epona, petting her neck.
"Link, what happened? Navi said she was shoved into the bag before you blacked out, and Epona can't tell me, so what happened?" Ilia asked.
"Umm...survivors from the ambush I guess, I didn't really see them." He lied, looking at the ground as he did.
"Ilia!" An older male voice called, the teens turned toward the voice. "Oh, Link! You're awake, good to see!" Mayor Bo said, smiling at him.
Seriously, what's with this smiling when they see me, a handle to the head isn't the worst I've been through. Link thought as he waved at Mayor Bo kindly.
"Anyway, Ilia, can I see you for a moment?"
Ilia nodded at her father before turning back to Link and looking at him with her green eyes.
"Take it easy, alright." She said in an almost demanding tone before running toward her father.
Link sighed as he turned to Uli's house once again, stopping his show of affection to Epona and walking toward the door. He inhaled and knocked on the door, shortly after the door opened to a small blonde boy with blue eyes.
"You're awake!" Colin exclaimed, his eyes showed surprise. Link could see Uli sitting on the couch behind him, she rose from her seat, her expression mimicking her son's.
"Link, please, come in!" She said in a motherly-like calm tone.
Link stepped inside and noticed the decoration on the table. A midnight blue dress lay on the wooden surface, the skirt draping down off the corner of the table's platform. The purple cloth that wrapped around the waist was laid under it, too short to drape off the end of the table. He saw his reflection in the blade set on top of the dress over the chest area, the handle wrapped with bandages. He picked up the kunai, looking into its reflection and seeing his own cerulean eyes, filled with confusion. The fact that the dress and kunai was laid here showed a clue to what happened to the Sheikah girl that once stayed here. Uli looked at him with caring eyes.
"I should tell you...she seems to have run away."
Link nodded once and set the kunai weapon back over the dress, decorating the scene of the Sheikah girl's decision.
Sorry for the wait, I fell victim to Error Type 2. But it seems to be fixed (here at least) now, for how long I don't know. This was my first encounter with Error Type 2.
Well it's kind of a short chapter, but I'm just trying to get past the complicated stuff so I can get to the fun stuff.
-MidnightTwi