Been a while hasn't it? Well, I'm still alive (as ya'll can see) and I have a new chapter for all of you before new years!
But before we begin, I'd like to say some stuff first.
First of all, I was able to see Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse. Go see it. It is one of the best animated movies of all time, and the best spider-man movie of all time. It is that good. So good that I may have possibly started to write a Spider-Man story...hehehehe...don't kill me please. Second, I got Smash Ultimate for Christmas (Hope you all had a good Christmas/Hanukkah/Holiday you celebrate by the way!) and I suck. But it's also really fun (I main Kirby), so I may do a Non-Canon companion story to this one detailing Idris being in smash. For both the lols and the fact that this is goddamn fanfiction of a fanfiction (practically)(Fanfiception). Smash is literally Nintendo Fanfiction done by Nintendo themselves in the most epic way possible. The longest piece of Literature! IN THE WORLD! IS a smash Fanfiction ON THIS SITE! IT IS OVER 4 MILLION WORDS LONG! WHAT THE HELL INTERNET!? WHAT THE HELL. (I am aware that there is one that is 7 million words long [WTF?] but it's also crack and a troll, so I'm not counting it). Third, Voltron Legendary Defender has ended, and the final season was Eh. Not bad, but not the greatest. So I may re-continue my Halo/Voltron story, but maybe. It didn't get the best reception starting out (and on it's only main chapter) but that hasn't stopped me before! I've also read up on Halo lore, so I think I understand the story more (thank you HiddenExperia, you are the Vaatividya of Halo, like Oxhorn for Fallout. In fact, you three are the holy trinity of game lore.) Finally, I hope everyone had a great holiday season! Here's to seeing a fantastic 2019, full of wonderful stories and memes, because that's the meaning of life Isn't it? Memes and stories.
Ruberforumfree: That's an idea. I didn't consider it tho because I prefer having a new character to create rather than use a current one with an established personality (which is little to none if I'm being honest)
Chicwowwow: I completely understand what your saying man! He's a much different person right now than during yharnam. More will be revealed however. Your complaint is not invalid!
Axccel: There's a purpose for that.
Kill King: Now I see what your saying.
But let's get into it, the last update of 2018.
Own nothing, yadda yadda yadda.
*EDIT* I'm editing all the previous chapters in order for this story to be...well, good.
Hunters have told me about the church. About the gods, and their love.
But do the gods love their creations? I am a doll, created by you humans. Would you ever think to love me?
Of course, I do love you.
Isn't that how you've made me?
"If I may ask, are the bindings really necessary?"
"Yes." Zelda immediately replied as she and the champions stared down Idris, his entire body constricted by rope and other material, entrapping him. Of course, this was entirely justified by the fact that this man had done the following:
A: Severely wounded Link.
B: Could hold his own against all of the champions.
C: Kill an entire horde of those...things.
The rope may not hold him for long, but it could delay him for a while, long enough for the champions to prepare themselves for combat again.
"But are they truly? I have already surrendered, there is no need for you to force me to sit down and be bound."
"There's plenty of reason. Your going to answer our questions first." Idris rolled his eyes underneath his hat. Of course, an interrogation. Made sense, he supposed. Knowledge was power after all. "*Sigh* Very well. I am sure that your just dying to inquire about my standing in life. Ask away then, I am sure there are oodles for us to share."
"More like asking how you were trained and why you attacked Malon village." Urbosa responded, her voice stern.
The Hunter narrowed his eyes, his hat obscuring the other's from knowing this. "Like I said in our prior encounter, I was not the cause of the village's destruction. I merely slew those responsible and buried the dead respectfully."
"If you didn't do it, then tell us who did?" Princess Zelda demanded to know. The Hunter was silent for a moment, pondering, searching in his memories. "A clan of men, all wearing a mask with a single eye."
"Yiga clan..." The Goron spoke. "How'd they get so close to the castle...they must be planning something." The champions then turned to each other, speaking in whispers. Idris paid little attention to what they were saying. Rather, he was focusing on trying to remove his bindings. He had no plans on running away, but he did not wish to be bound together defenseless! It was entirely possible that the beasts would return, and he may be their only defense right now. He had managed to loosen the ropes slightly before the champions turned back to him.
"Are you going to answer all of our questions?" Zelda asked.
"Within both ability and reason, yes."
Zelda sighed for a bit, then spoke. "Who are you? What is your name?"
"Who am I...that is a difficult question to answer right now." He ignored their exasperated faces. "I have been many things in my life, and others as well. It's hard to say what I really am at the current moment, but let us say that I am a Hunter of the lost city of Yharnam. My name is Idris."
"'Lost city of Yharnam? I've never heard of such a ridiculous name." Revalli scowled.
Idris focused on him. "Why do you doubt it? I am a strange man, with a strange appearance and clearly not Hylian. You are a walking, speaking, sentient avian creature. Is it not so strange to suggest that there is a lost city called Yharnam?" The bird was silent. "As I thought. Yharnam was once a mighty city, home to the miracles of Blood Healing. An art of using advanced...medicines to cure the sick and heal the wounded. Far and wide would people come to Yharnam for treatment, including myself.." He could see both the revulsion and the curiosity in the champion's eyes. "However, there was a foolishness in the Healing Church's actions. The Healing Church was the main power in Yharnam, it controlled all trade and governance. In a desperation for the seeking of knowledge, they foolishly unleashed the downfall of Yharnam, the Beastly Scourge."
"A-and what is the B-Beastly Scourge?" Mipha asked, a fear in her voice. Good, the hunter mused to himself. "The Beastly Scourge was, quite simply, a plague of sorts. The medicine had...side affects and men would soon lose their minds, turning into little better than beasts." A lie, but better to let them stay in comfort. "The beasts would slaughter all life nearby, killing indiscriminately. Soon, the pathogen would spread to animals, creating horrible abominations. A solution was required to defend the city from this siege, and the Hunter's were then formed."
"And what exactly do the Hunter's do? What are their requirements?" Urbosa. Her cunning eyes both intrigued and worried the hunter. This one was sharp, best keep cautious of her.
"A hunter does what they do best, hunt. Hunter's would gather on a particular night called the Night of the Hunt, where they would roam the street's searching for beasts to be slain. They were given unique weapons and enhancements to be...immune to the plague." A half-lie. Yes the Hunter's were in less danger of falling to the immediate affects of the plague, but the long term could eventually overtake them. Take the story of the Old Hunter Gasgcoine, or Ludwig the Holy Blade himself!
"The first generation of Hunter's were led by a man named Gerhman" Idris paused for a moment, in remembrance for his teacher. "Gehrman's hunter's would attempt to be skillful and quick, never taking long or dragging out a fight. They would be discreet with their hunt's, and would be secretive to the populace. The second generation of Hunter's were more open in their attempts, with them drawing huntsman from the general civilians of Yharnam. They were led by one of Gerhman's pupils, Ludwig, who would personally go out on the street's on the night's of the hunt in the open to inspire hope. The third generation of Hunter's was when I joined. Once I joined, the fall of Yharnam was imminent."
"What do you mean Imminent?"
"Exactly what I said. When I became a Hunter, the city was on the verge of collapse. Men hunted Beasts, Beasts hunted Men, innocents suffered. The Church had lost all of their grip on the city and madness reigned. Soon there was no saving anyone, and a fire claimed all of the city. Bringing an end to the once proud City of Yharnam." He sighed. Idris again lied. He didn't want to tell them everything that happened, such as him being the one to light the city ablaze. It was truly the only thing that could be done for the greater good. He did this before the slaying of the Wet Nurse. After he realized after slaying the madman Micolash that Yharnam was doomed. Micolash had done much to ensure the city's ultimate downfall. His school of Mensis were responsible for much of the atrocities done, same as the Choir and Byrgenwerth. No one but him must know the horrifying truths of Yharnam. It would drive them mad.
"And how did you get here, In Hyrule? What is your purpose here?" The Goron asked.
Idris stayed silent for a minute, but only a minute, before he spoke again. "Before the city burnt, I was escorting a few survivors out of the city. We were to travel to the other kingdoms around Yharnam, but civil war had forced their downfall. With our dwindling numbers, I and the other refugee's decided to take a boat across the ocean to seek new land. No one survived the trip but I. A storm hit us while travelling, and our boat was destroyed. I was able to use some of my teachings to survive and keep my items with me as I clung to what remained of our vessel. A few day's after, I arrived in these lands. Since then I have wandered with nowhere to go. That is why I am here." Idris had to give himself credit, this fabrication was both the most bullshit excuse imaginable and entirely believable. He wondered if they would buy it.
The Champions stayed silent, processing this information. Idris stayed still as well, silently loosening his bonds. He stopped once the Princess spoke again. "I...suppose we owe you an apology then...for attacking you I mean…"
"Think nothing of it. I sympathize with your reasoning. The village and it's people did not deserve it's fate"
"There's one more thing we have to ask you then. Why did you come back to us? Why did you say that you need our help?" Urbosa asked.
"I admit that I do require your aid. The day we encountered each other, I wandered after our brisk conflict with worry in my mind. For earlier that day I had begun to track a rather peculiar prey. It had the tracks and scent of something from Yharnam, a beast of the scourge. I had managed to follow it to a nearby temple, and once I had entered I was besieged by the horde you encountered. Once they made their escape I followed them, where I spied you 5 on your last stand. Pity that your 6th one was slain by me, I did not mean to do it." Suddenly, the champions air turned cold.
"Link is still alive." Mipha spoke coldly.
"Really? That is most wondrous news!" Idris felt his smile soften once he saw their faces. "Perhaps we can now strike up a bargain. I require your aid to investigate the beasts, and you must surely need your friend healed. My strike was not a simple scratch after all." He paused for a moment. "In my patch, there is a vial of old Yharnam medicine, taken from one of the first Blood administrators named Adeline. Saint Adeline was known for being so wise and generous, her healing was known to regenerate even the most mortal of blows. It so happens that the Vial I speak off is filled with some of her special blood." The Champions began to catch on now, Idris smirked underneath his hat and bandanna. "Unbind me now and aid me with my hunt for these beasts, to ensure that the Beastly scourge has not yet reached this land, and I will personally heal your friend with this blood."
"How do we know you won't just slit our throats once your out of those bindings?" The bird questioned. Idris grinned. Now was the time.
"If I wanted you all dead…" He then removed the bindings quickly and stood up, causing the champions to draw their weapons in shock. "...then I would have done so once I found you fighting the beasts, or let the beasts kill you, or even in our first encounter." He then dressed Zelda, removing his hat and allowing the champions to get a good look at his face (he ignored their shocked faces at how young and old he appeared) "So, Princess Zelda...do we have a deal?"
Darkness. Darkness surrounded Link. He could see nothing but the dark clouds and the grayness of it all. He could have sworn he may have saw a dragon and tree's in the distance...But then there was a faint light…
He felt the heat quickly envelop him as he regained feeling in his body. He slowly opened his eyes. His vision, while blurry, was a gift in the current moment. His hearing was also muffled, but he swore he heard someone call his name...but who was it?
"lin-link-Link...Link!" Mipha. She stood right beside him with tears in her eyes as she saw him awaken. "Your awake!" She cried as she quickly grasped him with a hug. Link grunted in happiness, before his joy was replaced with pain and discomfort. "Oh I'm so sorry Link!" She muttered as she let him lay back down. Link finally was able to look at his body, and he didn't like what he saw. His chest was bandaged with fresh new ones. Most of the bindings were focused around his center, with it going in a diagonal shape. "The damage isn't as bad as it was at first, I managed to heal most of it with some help...your going to be fine though! You'll recover quickly!" Link nodded as he laid his head on the pillow, remembering everything he could. He remembered the journey around Hyrule...Malon Village...the man…their duel...that man nearly killed him! Needless to say, Link wanted payback. Badly. "Now, let's get you up. I'm sure the other's want to see you." Mipha said.
With the help of the Zora champion, Link managed to stand on his feet. Shuffling to the tent flap, he pushed it aside to be greeted with the afternoon sun. The campsite was in a wood, and the champions were strayed about, doing various chores. "Link!" Zelda cried once she noticed him. She dropped her fire-started and rushed to Link alongside the other champions. They surrounded the two, asking questions and saying their thanks that he was alive (even Revalli, believe it or not). As they continued to crowd around him, a voice cut across.
"Ah, the young master is awake! I now suppose you shall trust me when I say that someone without the proper preparations can only take small droplets of the medicine at a time?" That voice...Link knew that voice...
Idris stepped out of the wood, carrying firewood and some spare arrow's he had found. Link looked at the newcomer, only to recognize him as the one who did this to him! Without thinking, he drew his sword...only to be reminded that he didn't have it on him at the current moment. Nevertheless, he attempted to charge...only to remember that A: He was injured and B: He was being held up by Mipha. His feeble charge's were stopped by her girl, and he turned questioningly to the other champions.
"He's helping us. We made a deal with him and he saved your life Link." The Zora explained, with the other Champions confirming this revelation. Stunned, he looked at Idris, who nodded.
"I am pleased to see you not dead." He spoke. "It would be a great shame for a warrior like yourself to die because of a mistake." Mistake? What did he mean by mistake? Again he turned to his friends. "He didn't destroy Malon Village, Link. He was innocent." Zelda said, a bit of hesitation in her voice. "The Yiga clan did it."
"While I am sure that there is much to catch up on, can we do so quickly?" Idris interjected, making the others focus their attention to him. He now held his bowblade, in sword from. "I believe we must rest and heal quickly."He then transformed his sword into bow form, a loud screech impending it. "We have Beasts in need of hunting."
Well, we got that chapter done! Idris explained himself, gave the (abridged) history of Yharnam to the champions and healed Link! Next chapter, we got something big planned...the plot will begin!
Thank you all for reading, and I'll see you next time!