Seeking Help

"... then he told me I was a tool for destruction," my voice cracked as I spoke, I was quite afraid of what Gannondorf meant by his words. Bowser laid his claw on my shoulder smiling at me, it was weird how nice the supposedly evil koopa was.

"Maybe you should talk to someone with experience with dealing with Gannondorf," he suggested his warm breath reaching me, it was strangely comforting. "Link and Zelda might be able to help." I stood up, reassured and walked out thanking the koopa for the advice.

Red spotted me as I was walking and came over to me. "I saw your match, are you okay?" he asked with worry in his expression. "I can't wait another week, I don't want to win because you're to weak to fight," of course he was worried about the match but his aura told me he was also worried for me. "Is your throat hurting?" he asked, he must of noticed Gannondorf seemed to love going for my throat.

I rubbed it softly, "No it's fine as long as I don't need to use it to often," I joked but Red was to serious to catch on, or maybe I'm not funny I don't know which. "Anyways I'll be ready in a few days, sorry Red," he shook his head.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to worry about our match at all," he assured me. "Where are headed in such a hurry anyway?"

"Either Link or Zelda, whoever I see first," I answered still walking.

"Well there out in the field not in the mansion," Red informed me.

"Oh, … thanks," I said turning around. I headed out the main doors toward the field which was just past a forest that went uphill.

"Hey!" a voice called out. I remember the voice it belonged to Toon Link. I started to run from him. He just kept calling out. The more I tried to lose him the more he gained on me. He finally tackled me to the ground pinning me there. "Look, listen!"

"What do you want Toon Link?" I spat at him.

"Please call me Toon, it's easier," I agreed though I still didn't like him very much. He helped me up. "Look Lucas I'm sorry for well... you know..." he began, it was difficult for him to apologize so I decided to mess with him.

"No I don't, why are you sorry?" I ask trying to get a straight answer.

"Um... I'm so-sorry for..." he began fiddle with his hands trying to think of the words to say. "for... not believing you..." he finally said.

"Believing what?" I said I noticed he was getting agitated. He threw his hands down in frustration.

"Look, I'm sorry for not believing you when you said you had a rough past," he spat out quietly. He spoke just loud enough for me to hear. He sighed and sat down. I sat with him and we began to talk. First about our pasts then about our lives at the mansion. He wasn't the worst person in the world, just that saving his world obviously got to his head.

"Why are you out here anyway?" Toon asked, reminding me at the same time. I jumped up and bolted dragging him with me.

"I came out here looking for help," I said as he started to run on his own keeping up with me. He asked for what kind of help. "Help with Gannondorf," I stated making him stop in his tracks. I stopped to.

"Why?" he finally asked breaking the silence. I explained what I told Bowser earlier that Gannondorf had said I was a tool and I wanted to know what he could possibly want to use me for. "Oh your wanting to get him out of the way so you don't have to worry about what he'll use you for? Am I right?" I only nod we keep heading towards the field.

When we get there we see a nearly endless plain of grass with one tree in the far distance. Two people are the only other thing we see. A slightly larger and more muscular Toon, Link obviously, and a brunette dressed in a beautiful purple and dress, Princess Zelda.

I edged closer them and was noticed by Link. He walked towards us with a friendly yet serious look on his face. "Hello there boys what brings you here?" he asked never changing his expression.

"Well actually I need help with a certain ginger villain," I answer quite serious myself. He looked at me and smiled. He patted my head, messing up my hair. His gentle nature caught me off guard. Zelda made her way over here with a happy face as well. Her presence was familiar to me she had actually comforted me after the fight with Toon.

"Gannondorf huh?" Link said again never changing his gentle expression. "Well the only thing that can defeat him is the Master Sword, the blade Toon and I posses due to complicated circumstances. Why?" I told him all about my battle with Gannondorf and how he had referred to me as a tool.

"I wonder what he's up to?" Zelda whispered softly. Her voice tickled my ears strangely. Her voice was cute and reminded me of my mother's.

"The only thing we can tell you is keep your distance and stay near friends," Link suggested, "If he gets you alone I have no idea what he'll do to you." I nod in understanding. "Well I'm going back what you doing Zelda?" he turned to Zelda who was still thinking to herself.

"Huh?" she asked, startled. "Oh, I'll stay here," she spoke, again so softly tickling my ears with her cute voice.

"I'll go back too," Toon told as he walked away. I don't know why but I wanted to stay in the field with Zelda. 'It wasn't love because, to be blunt, that would be gross' I thought to myself but I wondered why I wanted to stay by Zelda, was it her voice?

"Lucas what doing here? Weren't you going to head back with Toon?" she asked, tickling my ears with her voice. I shook my head telling her I wanted to stay here. She turned, "Oh, ...okay Lucas I understand."

We stood there in silence and as tried to figure out why I wanted to be near Zelda I slowly figured it out. She was so much like my mother, upon realizing I start to tear up. "Lucas? What's wrong?" she asked in her gracious voice.

"Can I... can I just pretend... even for just a moment that... you're my mom?" I asked choking on my tears. She smiled and nodded. I ran to her embrace and held onto her like if I let go she'd disappear. I just kept crying into her shoulder as she rubbed the back of my neck, like my mom did when she was alive. This made tear up more, they were so similar it was like they were the same person. So I just sat there, crying into the shoulder of someone who was like my mother.