Stop Theif.
"Stop thief!" A voice cried in between tired breaths. He was chasing a young kid threw the streets just before Hyrule castle. The boy had stolen some food from his stall and was making towards the drawbridge. The guards at the gate had fallen asleep thanks to the hot sun and failed to hear the man cry.
The boy was smiling he knew he was going to make the old man has no chance.
"Give it up gramps you won't catch me." He laughed
"You lil brat I swear I'll get you someday." The man had given up hope and stopped running.
The boy almost dropped the bag of food bout caught it on the way down and continued to run down the cobbled path. He was almost at the gate when he heard a sort of hissing behind him. He tuned his head round, but kept running.
As he turned he saw a wooden object heading straight for him, it hit him on the head sending him to the ground before he had time to move. The boomerang swung back on its elliptical path back towards it owner. The wooden weapon found it's way straight in to the hand of a teenage boy.
"That back is not yours." He said walking forward. He wore red tunic held at the waste by a chestnut belt. He wore gauntlets and boots, made of a similar material of similar colour. He wore pale white leggings and skintight top under his tunic. Those however could only be partially seen on his arms and legs as the tunic covered a small portion of them.
Hey wore a red hat that was long at the back and dropped down to his neck. He was a blonde boy; his hair was quite long, coming down slightly at the front. There was a small fairy glowing slightly blue flying around him. He smiled as he walked towards the fallen kid.
"Hand over the bag" He said softly. The kid's eyes shot around for a place to run to. He tried to crawl back wards away his attacker. The teenager pulled a weapon from his back; the master sword, the most famous weapon to exist. He pointed it at the kid, with no intention of using it.
"Don't try and run, it won't help your case. Give me the back and I promise I won't let the old man hurt you." He spoke softly but his voice was full of authority.
The boy seeing the sword started to shake and threw the back across the ground to the teens feet.
"Now get up and go...and I am warning you kid, don't steal from here again, not every one is as forgiving as me." The teen said picking up the bag.
He placed his sword back in its place on his back, under the mirror shield he carried. He turned and headed back towards the stall the goods came from. All the people in the streets stopped and looked at him. They all saw what he had done, but were surprised as he was only 16. Reaching the store he spoke again.
"Excuse me sir, I think you lost these." He placed the bag on the stall and smiled.
"oh, why thank you young man how ever did you get them from that infernal lil kid." The man asked gratefully.
"Gentle persuasion" He replied smiling. He turned to walk away and heard the old man speak.
"May I ask your name young sir?" The old man inquired.
Not bothering to turn round the young man spoke.
"Link" he said continuing to walk to wards the castle.
"Well Navi, there one good dead for the day." He said and laughed. The boy and his fairy strolled up the hill, going to see a friend.
"Stop thief!" A voice cried in between tired breaths. He was chasing a young kid threw the streets just before Hyrule castle. The boy had stolen some food from his stall and was making towards the drawbridge. The guards at the gate had fallen asleep thanks to the hot sun and failed to hear the man cry.
The boy was smiling he knew he was going to make the old man has no chance.
"Give it up gramps you won't catch me." He laughed
"You lil brat I swear I'll get you someday." The man had given up hope and stopped running.
The boy almost dropped the bag of food bout caught it on the way down and continued to run down the cobbled path. He was almost at the gate when he heard a sort of hissing behind him. He tuned his head round, but kept running.
As he turned he saw a wooden object heading straight for him, it hit him on the head sending him to the ground before he had time to move. The boomerang swung back on its elliptical path back towards it owner. The wooden weapon found it's way straight in to the hand of a teenage boy.
"That back is not yours." He said walking forward. He wore red tunic held at the waste by a chestnut belt. He wore gauntlets and boots, made of a similar material of similar colour. He wore pale white leggings and skintight top under his tunic. Those however could only be partially seen on his arms and legs as the tunic covered a small portion of them.
Hey wore a red hat that was long at the back and dropped down to his neck. He was a blonde boy; his hair was quite long, coming down slightly at the front. There was a small fairy glowing slightly blue flying around him. He smiled as he walked towards the fallen kid.
"Hand over the bag" He said softly. The kid's eyes shot around for a place to run to. He tried to crawl back wards away his attacker. The teenager pulled a weapon from his back; the master sword, the most famous weapon to exist. He pointed it at the kid, with no intention of using it.
"Don't try and run, it won't help your case. Give me the back and I promise I won't let the old man hurt you." He spoke softly but his voice was full of authority.
The boy seeing the sword started to shake and threw the back across the ground to the teens feet.
"Now get up and go...and I am warning you kid, don't steal from here again, not every one is as forgiving as me." The teen said picking up the bag.
He placed his sword back in its place on his back, under the mirror shield he carried. He turned and headed back towards the stall the goods came from. All the people in the streets stopped and looked at him. They all saw what he had done, but were surprised as he was only 16. Reaching the store he spoke again.
"Excuse me sir, I think you lost these." He placed the bag on the stall and smiled.
"oh, why thank you young man how ever did you get them from that infernal lil kid." The man asked gratefully.
"Gentle persuasion" He replied smiling. He turned to walk away and heard the old man speak.
"May I ask your name young sir?" The old man inquired.
Not bothering to turn round the young man spoke.
"Link" he said continuing to walk to wards the castle.
"Well Navi, there one good dead for the day." He said and laughed. The boy and his fairy strolled up the hill, going to see a friend.