Hey people! Sorry I didn't update for a really long time, I had written the chapter but I forgot to post it... sorry! So basically I'm going to do 2 chapters for Zelda and Link so now its Links turn! Enjoy!

Chapter 3- Link

I opened my eyes to see that the ceiling of my room was painted to look like wooden planks. I shuffled around in my bed, surprised to not have my blanket with me, it hardly ever left my bed. Then I realised that my hands and feet were tied together.

I know Zelda likes to tease me sometimes, like drawing a moustache on my face when I sleep in the car, but she had never went extreme like I realised that my bed had become extremely hard. Like I was sleeping on bricks.

I turned my head to look at what happened to my dear bed, only to see that i wasn't in my bed. More precisely, I wasn't in my room. Or in my house in general.

I groaned loudly as the memories of I don't know how long ago rushed into my head. The trip in the forest, the bad guy talking about Zelda to Dad, Zelda and I getting kidnapped by the weird shadow thingies, being dumped into the treehouse as the bad guys talked about a mistake and that they wouldn't repeat it again.

Then it hit me. Zelda was gone

I sat up immediately, some of the bad guys were sprawled on the ground, obviously attacked by something. There were no remains of Zelda, or any trace that she was actually here.

I groaned again, "This is turning out to be a pretty horrible day.." I mutter, as I scooch to one of the unconscious bad guys, who had a knife in his side pocket. I manage somehow to cut the ropes free from my hands with my awesome skills, and I lean forward to cut my other ropes.

While cutting my ropes, I look over at the unconcious bad guy next to me. The guy had a helmet on his head, and was in a huge suit of armor (wich was extremely weird since we are in the 21st century), and I could see whiskers peeking out from the open space. I shake my head, I must have hit my head real hard when I fell down, I was now seeing people with whiskers. I sigh deeply and returned to cutting the ropes.

Once free from my bindings, I get up stretch. It feels like. I haven't slept for days, which is untrue since I vividly remember having another bad dream on our car ride home.

I slide down the ladder of the tree house, landing gracefully on the grass at the bottom. I look around, to see if any bad guys were lurking around the corner.

When I see that my path is clear, I jog towards where I hope we were yesterday (Was it even yesterday? Its day out now, but it was day out when we came into the forest...). I slowly recognise some parts of the forest, and I start to know where to turn and where to not.

After a minute or two of what seems to have been my daily jog, I see a limp figure lying in the grass. I recognise the badly shaven beard, and the golden triforce necklace, identical to Zelda's, around his neck.

I freeze for a moment, waiting for a movement of his body. His hands lay of his stomach, and he looks almost peaceful. But I can tell he's in pain. The way his thick eyebrows are slightly slanted upwards, and that his mouth is twisted towards the left.

Its his loud cry of pain that wakes me from my daydream. I rush towards my father, my heart thumping fast.

"Dad?" I whisper.

"Link." His voice is all hoarse, as if he had been screaming all night. I felt my shoulders sag in relief at the sound of his voice.

"Dad, its okay, I'll go get help, just you wait here." My voice wavers ever so slightly, but my dad doesn't seem to notice.

As I get up, he grabs the sleeve of my brown jacket,

"No." He manages to croak out.

"Dad, don't be unreasonable." I say, tugging my jacket out of his grasp, but he doesn't let go,

"It's no use." His voice cracks even more.

I frown, "Dad. I am going to get help no matter what, so you just stay here." I only realise now how ridiculous my words were.

My dad was lying down in the grass, on the verge of leaving me, there would have never been a way that I could've made it in time to save him.

His hand reaches for mine and pulls me down. With his other, he reaches for his pendant and rips it off his neck. He places it in my hands.

"The Attic." Is all he manages to say before his head falls limply onto the ground. I stay frozen for a while, looking at my now deceased father.

I didn't want to believe it. There was no way he could be dead.

Who was going to take care of me and Zelda now? Who was going to listen carefully as I confess all my dreams? Who was going to laugh as I fail to beat a boss in my newest game?

He couldn't be dead.

He just couldn't.

I don't know how long I sat there by my father's quickly cooling body. My legs felt numb, but I managed to get up anyways. They moved on their accord, towards my house. My mind was blank. Everything I thought of I quickly forgot, it was as if my brain was malfunctioning.

I stopped by the door of the mansion. How did I get here so fast? My hand reached out and pulled on the door knob, the door creaked open. The lights were off, but the smell of people lingered around. My hand automatically flipped on the switch on my left. Every furniture came into view, but instead of feeling safe and at home, the only thought that came through my head was this is his home

I managed to drag myself onto the couch before breaking. The tears came out of my eyes at a lightning speed. I didn't bother wiping them away, there more coming anyways.

I could practically imagine his reaction if he came in at this moment

Link! Stop those tears! They aren't going to help you, are they? Now get up and do something, instead of sobbing in a corner!

The word snapped me out of my sob-session. I looked down at the pendant my dad gave me. It was identical to the one Zelda wore at all times. She told me that it was her fathers, and it was the last thing he gave her before he died. But that wasn't like my situation, she didn't see him die. He gave it to her after dropping her off here. Her mom hugged her and both left in their car.

Zelda had stared out the window for almost a week, a longing look on her face, when finally a car screeched in the driveway. Octavo got up but Zelda reached the door first.

It was a clear beautiful day, it wasn't the right time to receive such news. Zelda stopped running when a tall man came out the car and stared up at him. She asked him where her parents were and he simply answered 'Not here' and walked towards Octavo.

They talked for a moment and at the end of the conversation, Octavo was trembling with both anger and sadness. He yelled out words that I didn't understand and chased the man away.

When he told Zelda that her parents were dead she froze. It was as if her soul left her body, she was frozen like stone. At first she shook her head. Then after a while, the tears came. Then the anger.

It took her 5 years to get over their death, she was thirteen by then, but she wasn't the same. She would smile, but she had become more distant, as if she was living in another world. I tried to bring her back to how she was before through all means, but it never worked. I eventually gave up, and instead worked on getting closer to the new Zelda.

And look at me now. All alone. The dad that stood by my side and taught me how to be strong?

Dead.

The girl who walked by my side through most of my life and helped me when no one else could?

Missing.

Was I really going to let them go like this?

Hell no.