"Wait" it spoke "please."
Gloria froze on the third step and started pep talking to calm herself down; as her normal custom whenever she got this afraid.
"Did it just talk to me? Yes, it did. NO! It has to be in my head! Cause I'm going to turn around and it's not going to be there..." she took a deep breath and slowly turned around to face her fear. Oh my GOD it is real! She thought as she looked into the eyes of her worst nightmare. It... He stepped into the light. She was just about to scream but he started talking first
"Please, I'm wounded and I don't know where I am. I need your help." It's talking again! She thought this to herself because she sure couldn't say it. Fear utter terror gripped her heart. Oh she could understand everything that ...person was saying perfectly, it just wasn't registering in her head as a plea for help but as murder threats. He stepped closer to Gloria; she backed up a stair. He was still talking and walking towards her and she continued backing up.
"Tory!" She managed to yell "TORY! HE'S FOLLOWING ME!" She screamed. She nearly closed the door on him but he stopped it with his hand. Gloria shrieked and backed to the cabinets as he closed the door behind him. She was frozen solid; her worsted nightmare was coming true! From what Gloria could see he looked younger and less like a monster in the light, but he was still scary!
He was looking around as if he recognized this place, like he had deja vous or something as Tory rounded the corner. Gloria peeled her eyes off the boy and snapped her head toward Tory.
"Who's following you Glo---" she trailed off when she saw the boy she was just about to scream but in that split second recognized him. The tall boy with blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin and a green tunic. Is that the master sword? He was defiantly there...real. She raised a finger at him her mind going a mile a minuet. Why is he here? How did he get here! He's hurt! She finally spoke she wanted to ask all those questions it just didn't come out right
"There you are! How did...why... But your..." She swallowed hard "bleeding!" He had many cuts and bruises but 2 in particular looked amazingly painful. A gouge over his right eyebrow and he was holding his right side of his waste with his left hand. There his tunic was drenched with maroon colored blood.
"Yes I noticed that too. And I'm in a tremendous amount of pain; do you have any red potion?" His voice was shaking with pain but he seemed calm and soft-spoken. Just as Tory would've imagined it. Gloria couldn't believe it! How is she being so...friendly to him? She thought. She shot glances at them both.
"Uh...we don't have red potion but I have medicine. It'll heel you but it'll just take a little longer." Gloria's face scrunched up in disgust Now she wants to HELP him! She's crazy!
"Be right back, Gloria get him a glass of water!" Tory yelled running up the stairs. Gloria was astounded! He could be a murder! And she's leaving me alone with him! Without taking her eyes off him she took a glass from the dish drain and filled it with water. She placed it on the island counter that separated her from the could-be-murder, which she was grateful for, and slowly pushed it with her 2 fingers as far as her small arms could reach. He looked slightly amused at this. She's still afraid of me. He thought taking the glass.
"Thank you" he said kindly. He was just about to drink when he remembered the few minuets earlier.
"And I am sorry for frightening you back there. That wasn't my intention." Gloria, still not taking her eyes off him, narrowed her eyes to little slits.
"I'm scarred for life!" She said annoyed.
Tory grabbed the first aid box from underneath the bathroom sink. She walked to the doorway of her room and focused on the picture of Link. It is him. She thought, or someone is playing a really evil trick on me.
She entered the kitchen. Gloria was still backed into the cabinets watching Link very carefully, just in case he did something funny. Link had taken off his sword and shield and placed them on the island counter. He sat on one of the kitchen stools. Her heart jumped when he looked at her and smiled a small smile. Actually she wasn't even sure it was a smile but she smiled back at him and quickly averted her gaze to Gloria. She had to talk to Link alone and she didn't want Gloria to get any more afraid then she was.
"Gloria could you go back upstairs and get me 2 really hot wash cloths?" Tory knew it would keep her. The water in this house took forever to heat up. But Tory wasn't stupid enough to forget the washcloth. She was sending Gloria on a busy-work mission.
"Gladly!" Gloria said relived to leave the sight of this could-be-murder. She did stop to think, What if he is a murder and he's going to kill Tory? Hey she left ME alone with him! So I'M going to leave HER alone with him. Her fault if she dies!
When Tory heard the bathroom door shut she opened the first aid box and started cleaning off Link's eyebrow.
"You're Link, the Hero of Time, right?" She tried not to hesitate.
"Yes." He answered not surprised by the question. He had gotten this question many a time from an attractive girl. Yes he did believe Tory was an attractive girl, he had never met a brunet with bright blue eyes before.
"This isn't your world! How did you get here?"
"I'm not sure myself, all I remember is getting hit with one of Gannon's lightning balls and I collapsed, when I got up there was a door in front of me."
"This is going to sting, close your eye." Tory said quietly, dabbing alcohol onto the gash. It was 1/2 an inch long and somewhat deep. Link breathed in sharply.
"Goddess Din, what the Faynor is this stuff!" He cursed. He had never felt this sort of sting before, all he had to do was drink the red potion and his wounds would heel painlessly. She stepped back slightly frightened by his sudden out-burst. Yet surprised at it also! She scoffed
"You? The Hero of Time, Mr. Warrior man yelling and screaming about a little stinging pain!" He looked at her sheepishly, his one eye still shut.
"I've never felt this sort of pain before." She could tell she had embarrassed him and felt bad about it.
"I'm sorry. It's the kind of medicine my world uses. If...when you get a cut sometimes it gets filled with," she was trying so hard not to make this incredibly technical. "dirt and other harmful materials. This stuff cleans all that out. If it stings its working." She said in the kindest voice she could. He rubbed the left side of his forehead.
"Strange world." he murmured.
"Sorry I interrupted you. Please continue." she said softly still feeling bad. She applied the anti-biotic on the gash and pressed lightly on the butterfly to make it stick.
"Yes. There was a door in front of me so I opened it; I've never been able to open doors in the middle of a battle before so that struck me as strange. I went down the stairs not knowing what to expect. It was dark and I couldn't see any torches or fire anywhere." Tory interrupted again, "Sorry but can you move you hand?" referring to his left hand holding his side. His tunic was ripped but the slash was longer maybe 3 inches long, she didn't want to rip it even more to get to the wound. Tory thought quickly. PANTS! He needs pants and a t-shirt!
"Be right back." She said to link. Her dad was a tall thin wasted fellow maybe he had something that could fit link.
Her father was a painter. He painted houses, rooms you name it. So maybe he had an old pair of painter's whites. She quickly riffled through his pants drawer. AH-HA! Pants. Old kaki cargo's with tons of paint stains nearly every color! She grabbed and old striped paint covered polo shirt (her father never liked polo shirts) and started toward the stairs. WAIT! ...does he need...? She stood there a moment to think her face got red just thinking about it ...I'll just tell him to keep his leggings on. She ran down the stairs and met Gloria just standing there in front of Link not knowing what to do with the wash cloths. Tory plopped the clothes onto Links lap.
"Here," she said "you could go into the bathroom and change into these." He looked down at the clothes then back up at her. He was clueless.
"Look," she started again grabbing the pants "these are pants, one leg goes in each hole and they button in the front. And the shirt goes over your head like your tunic." She put the pants back on his lap. "Uh...just...keep your leggings on." She blushed and averted her eyes to the floor. He stood up.
"Oh!" She looked up "The bathroom is over there," She said pointing to the back door "on the right." He nodded but still looking confused he walked in the direction of Tory's finger was pointing.
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GOD that took me forever! I'm really glad this one was long! I hope it made sense to you peps. R&R thanks