I'm rather disappointed with the people that read, and/or followed/favorited without reviewing *cough*Kontonio*cough. But seriously, Stone Cold's fandom is already thin to the point that this is the only story for it up here so there's barely any readers for this. I'm begging the people who read to review. It would mean a lot to me.
Well, on to the story.
Link wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to do with the ticket.
Well, he was pretty sure, he knew what to do with it, but he wasn't quite sure why he had it. Why was his mom, who was probably running thin on money as it was, sending him to New York? What possible reason could she have for doing such a thing?
Nevertheless, he stocked his backpack with the little possessions he had and boarded the plane that night. It was a chance to start afresh, after all, practically handed to him on a silver platter.
It was, of course, a simple coach class seat. He felt that it was probably safe to sleep most of the way there, though sometimes the sky-high view kept him from closing his eyes.
All the while, Link thought about his old life. He had left behind two— the life with the places and people he had grown up with, and his life in London with Ginger and the other homeless kids.
He wondered how things would be like in America. It briefly crossed his mind about how much money he had in American dollars as equivalent to his British pounds. Honestly, Link had no idea.
On the whole, the ride went rather smoothly. There was a slight problem with the old lady sitting next to him snoring rather loudly at one point, and he spilled some of his water during a turbulence, but Link didn't particularly mind either of those things.
At the last leg of the journey, Link simply stared out the window. There were tons and tons of buildings, each looking much bigger than in London. Indeed, the whole of America looked huge.
The Empire State Building was visible too, towering into the air. He was beginning to worry. New York looked too big. Far, far too big.
Upon landing, Link decided he'll have a short walk around town. Leaving with only a backpack over his shoulder, he started out on his journey alone once again.
The first problem he saw was that it seemed a lot of people lived in flats in New York. This meant no doorsteps to sleep on at night.
That was a problem… maybe he could sleep on park benches or something?
Then there were the rumors of America being potentially dangerous…
Link was hungry. So, naturally, when he smelled the sweet, incredibly tempting, smell, coming from the shop next to him, he went in.
The shop in question turned out to be a sweet shop. Like, candies. He would've left —sweets are pretty expensive, and so much wasted on the coloring alone— but he caught a sign labelled 'Free Samples' out of the corner of his eye.
"Do you want some free samples?" the nice-looking lady behind the counter asked with a smile as he kept staring at the sign..
He stared at her. Okay, 'free' meant he didn't have to pay for it, and 'samples' meant just a little bit… right?
"Yeah." he said, then cringed because his voice was incredibly hoarse from lack of water.
She gave him a pitying look then picked up one of the small 'free samples' paper bags. "What kinds do you want?"
Link was tempted to say 'oh, anything and everything' but he was afraid it'll get him kicked out. He had seen lots of really nice-looking people turn rude and harsh in a matter of seconds.
She waited for awhile, and Link wondered why she was being so patient with him. Surely she had better things to do than stand there and assist him so nicely.
"A bit of everything, then?" she asked kindly, a knowing smile starching across her lips.
Link could feel himself blushing, wondering whether he was that easy to read or already that predictable. Or maybe it was just an ordinary occurrence here in New York?
"Thank you." he whispered to her as she handed him the bag. He felt bad, taking a bunch of free samples without buying anything.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and in came the weirdest sight he'd ever seen.
Link rubbed his eyes as hard as he could in attempt to clear his vision and see what was actually there. Unfortunately, all he did was give himself a headache, and what he saw was still there.
Two woman, really creepy-looking, with snake-tails instead of legs. It couldn't be real, yet that was what he saw.
One of the snake-women turned to him and grinned an incredibly scary grin. "I think we've found one." she cackled.
Link froze.
Then she pounced.
I've already mentioned one character from the books, see if anyone can guess it! More importantly, I really need suggestions for Link's godly parent and possibly his real full namely. Please, I'm stuck on both of those and I'll probably have more trouble writing this if I don't know who his godly parent is. So, review and answer or comment!