Chapter 3. An Old Friend

The two warriors faced each other motionless. Then the silence was broken.

"Kill him" The Iron Knuckle Said

The group advanced toward Alex. As he surveyed the area he noticed that among the hordes of Moblins and in the crowd to his amazement there was Zora's, Goron's, and even Deku's. He was shocked that these people who were once the King's strongest allies would side with Leon.

"I promise you, no matter how many of you there are I shall kill at least half of you" said Alex "For I am alex greatest warrior of this world".

As he said this the creatures talked amongst themselves.

"Ahhh, Alex the Dark Lord would be very pleased to see you!" Said the Iron Knuckle "Take him alive!".

Within a flash the monster where on Alex with unhuman like strength and he quickly was overcome. No matter how hard he fought back he couldn't defeat the monsters. Alex scrambled out trying to make a run for it until he took a blow to his skull and blacked out.

Alex couldn't stop his memories from flooding into his head. He saw moblins rushing into Ian's house. He was only about ten and Ian had sent Alex out the back of his shop and told him to take his horse as far away as he could. Ian headed back into the shop to take on the advancing monsters. Alex hasn't seen Ian since.

When Alex finally woke up it was late at night and he was tied up at what seemed to be a moblin camp. Everyone seemed to be ignoring him so he took a look at the Zora traitors. He noticed that somehow by their facial expressions there was something different about them. They weren't normal Zora's, but before he could think any further there was a loud bang towards the southern end of the camp and moblins flew everywhere. Suddenly a long hail of arrows started raining down upon the camp. Luckily it was far away from where Alex was.

With all the chaos no one (Not even Alex) noticed the cloaked figure run behind Alex and begin to untie him.

"Who are you?" Alex said.

But all the person did was put a finger to his lips without saying a word. Once Alex was untied the person lifted his hood and to Alex's great surprise there stood Ian. He wanted to forget everything and just talk for hours with Ian, but soon as peace in the camp was restored the Iron Knuckle realized what was happening. "After them!!" He shouted

Ian tossed Alex a sword and drew his own as they both charged through the crowds toward the spot where the bang had occurred. Alex slashed here and there cutting of a moblins head and cutting one directly through his stomach separating his torso from his legs. With a new strength Alex hadn't felt in a long time the finally reached the edge of a dense forest where about fifteen archers popped up from there hidden positions picking of the remaining followers of Ian and Alex.