Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Zelda, nintendo does. I do not own any of the characters in this story. Only the events and story of this fanfic are my own.
Although not totally sure of it's meaning, Link had seen enough of the scroll to have an idea of what it meant. He grabbed it off the table and pocketed it.
A noise behind him caught his attention. He quickly turned around to see three castle guards behind him.
They approached him, spear outstretched, but he did not draw his sword. He did not want to hurt a human being, even if it meant he would go to prison. One of the guards directed the other two to search him for weapons. They confiscated all of them, even his Deku nuts and Deku sticks. They did however, make one mistake. They let him keep his masks.
It was not until now that Link realized he still had his masks from his adventure in Termina. The Deku mask, Goron mask, Zora Mask, and Fierce Deity's mask. The other ones were gone though. The lead guard told them to throw him in the dungeon, and they did. They dumped his weapons in a barrel across from his cell.
The dungeon cell was damp, and the air felt stale. There was a poor excuse for a bed in the corner, and a bucket in the other corner. There was only a single guard stationed in the whole dungeon, even though there were about 10 prisoners, excluding him.
Link was fairly sure that he could break out of the cell if he transformed into a goron, but he did not want the guard to see him. He needed to wait for the right time.
That time soon came. A fight that had developed between two prisoners who shared a cell distracted the guard, and he rushed over to break it up. Link hastily put on the Goron mask, and felt the familiar feeling of his body growing bigger, his skin growing tougher. After the transformation was complete, he backed up to the back of the cell. He planned on using a Goron roll. There was not quite enough room for him to get up enough speed to extend the spikes, but he was fairly sure that these bars were so old that they would not even be able to withstand a normal Goron roll.
He rolled up into a ball, and rolled toward the cell bars. He built up speed, and then SMACK! Apparently, the bars were stronger than he thought. He had rolled straight into them at as high a speed as he could muster, but they did not break. He hurriedly took off the Goron mask as the guard approached his cell.
"What was that noise?" he demanded.
"Uh... nothing...nothing"
It was at his time that he realized that he would have a harder time than he thought escaping this prison.