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Trigger Warnings: Bad stuff (noncon) happens in this chapter, though not to Zelda. It has consequences later, but you can safely skip it- it's brief.
Chap. 35: Rescue and Sanctuary
Somehow, thanks to the Sheikah's amazing Stealth Armor, the Bokoblins had not heard Zelda even though she had been crashing through the underbrush at a dead run.
Or maybe the two creatures had just been distracted by their prey. The nearer one was the one that had screamed, while the farther was distant enough that Zelda could only assume that what her situation looked like was what it actually was. The farther woman was half-hidden behind a tree, far from her own fallen lantern, with a Bokoblin mounting her already, bucking wildly with furious, short thrusts.
The nearer was quite visible, only her feet hidden some of the time behind the nearest tree, while the Bokoblin that had attacked her pawed and ripped at her clothing. Her top was already torn, and for a moment Zelda was distracted by the appealing sight of two perky breasts, until a sharp-nailed red paw closed around one and gave it a bruising squeeze. The woman screamed again in pain, and received a slap across the cheek for her trouble before the Bokoblin resumed stripping down her pants, tearing at her belts- she had at least three on to support her traveling packs.
His intention was obvious: Have his way with the woman, just as several had tried to do with Zelda. Like they had done with the unknown woman near the Dueling Peaks Tower who had essentially been raped to death. Like was happening to the other person not that far off.
Like they would do to Zelda herself, given a chance.
She did not hesitate. Zelda stepped forward, the farmer's hoe in one hand as she moved right around the tree. The bladed tines of the tool came up high, and she dropped them, pulling down with as much fury and strength as she could muster.
Just as the Bokoblin yanked the still screaming woman's pants down, her eyes went wide with surprise and the sound cut off. She must have seen Zelda, somehow, over the Bokoblin's shoulder. It stopped, too, surprised by her actions, and the princess watched in slow-motion, her hoe already moving, as its head swiveled on a scrawny neck.
The tines hit its temple, and smashed deep, puncturing to the other side of the broad, squat head to send a trio of blood spatters onto the woman's bared stomach and thigh.
The Bokoblin lurched once, then again as Zelda hauled back on the hoe, heaving to lift its dead weight. The limbs flopped and twitched one final time, and then it poofed out of existence, the teeth and horn falling flat between the girl's motionless legs.
"Stay here," Zelda hissed, "Cover up, but stay hidden. There's one more around."
"My sister," the young woman whimpered, "they got my sister!"
"I'll save her, but it's- they've already- started."
"Fuck," the woman whimpered, and to her credit, was already doing as Zelda had commanded, covering herself up once more.
Zelda gave a final curt nod, then turned away and crouched low, hurrying into the shadows of the forest away from the woman's still-lit lantern that hung from her belt.
She was too late: the Bokoblin had already finished, spilling stinky, smelly seed into the woman's unguarded, helpless pussy. She was unconscious, unable to resist now, and the Bokoblin immediately started rutting once more, uncaring that its own cum leaked out with every thrust. Her cheek was bruised, and even in the darkness Zelda could see a painful-looking lump rising from her right temple. But she still breathed, and her face was contorted in pain as the monster used her body relentlessly.
Well... she could do something about that. It might be too late to stop the first round, but it would not finish the second.
The first sound was a quiet, low whirr in the air as the hoe swung from Zelda's right to her left. The second was a wet-sounding thunk, and the final, louder, a crack-psh. The makeshift weapon had taken this Bokoblin by surprise too, and ripped into its neck with enough force that it tore half-way through. The cracking sound was both the haft, though it wasn't yet gone, and the blade digging into the tree a moment before the left half of the monster's skull was pulped by the same trunk.
Zelda exhaled slowly, but kept her eyes up as the creature vanished, leaving only a single horn... and the oozing semen from between the victim's legs. Poor girl, Zelda thought, a bit sadly.
She could see no other Bokoblins, and more importantly, heard none, either. No snoring, no shouts of pain and fear. Maybe, this time, it truly was all of them. Slowly, she let her guard lower a little, and called out, "Alright, miss, he's dead. You- you might want to hold off. I could use your help with your sister, but... it's not pretty. She's alive, though."
"I'm coming!" the first girl Zelda had rescued called, and soon was blundering through the forest in the direction of her sister's lamp.
The princess sighed. Of course she would go for the light, not follow Zelda's voice. Still, she used the time to try and wipe away some of the viscous, white fluid and blood as gently as she could, then dress the victim. This poor woman's rapist had been so eager he hadn't even torn her shirt off, like the other one had. She was just pulling up the unconscious woman's trousers when her sister found the pair. "I... oh, no, Nat!"
"She'll be alright," Zelda assured her, "but don't touch her head for a bit. I've got an Elixir I can give her, help with the healing, but it looks like this one hit her pretty hard. Knocked her cold."
"Shit," the other woman said, and dropped to her knees to help Zelda dress the one she had called Nat. "I'm Meghyn, by the way."
"Zina. You... you should know, the Bokoblin... finished. Inside her. I cleaned her up as best I could, but... if you can take precautions..."
"Shit... Idiot," Meghyn whimpered, "I tell her again and again it's stupid to come out here without protection, especially at night! And now look what's happened- she can't take the herbs, she's allergic. It'd kill her."
"I hope she's not pregnant, then," Zelda sighed sadly, and wiped her brow from the adrenaline sweat that had gathered, which was now chilly in the cool night air coming down off the nearby mountains. "Let me get that Elixir. Hold her head up, but gently."
"Look at the size of that lump," Meghyn whimpered, "Are- are you sure she'll be okay? I've seen hits like that kill, or- or make people lose their memories, or..."
"She should be okay. At least physically. This Elixir was brewed by a friend of mine, West of the Dueling Peaks. Pretty good Alchemist. Here... that's it, Nat, swallow it all..."
She had to resort to massaging the woman's throat, but eventually Zelda was able to empty the small bottle of red liquid into her mouth.
About five minutes later she coughed, sending red-tinged spittle flying out, but already the bruise on her cheek and swelling on her temple were receding. "Ugh... I feel like I got punched by a Bokoblin. M- Meg? Why are- who's this?"
"I'm Zina," Zelda told her with a bit more confidence, "And you did get hit by a Bokoblin. A couple of times, judging by the bruising. No- stay laying down, let the Elixir finish its work. Give it a few more minutes before you try to sit up."
"I... Okay. Kind of dizzy."
Zelda nodded, then gave Meghan a searching look for a moment, but the other girl was looking down at her sister. The two looked much alike, but Nat's hair was bobbed and brown, while Meghyn's was black and cut a little shorter. Both of their noses were slightly upturned, Meghyn's more-so, but their eyes were similar shades of brown and freckles adorned both of their cheeks. If Zelda had to guess, Nat was the older, but it was hard to tell. "Like I said, just lay there a bit."
"But- but what if more Bokos-" Nat tried to say, but Meghyn laughed.
"Are you kidding me, you dumbass? It's your fault we're out here in the first place! If you hadn't begged me to come truffling in the dead of night again you wouldn't- wouldn't have been-"
"But Truffles are good, and they sell for a lot," Nat tried to defend herself.
"Are Truffles worth being raped? Possibly carrying a Bokoblin child?" Zelda asked quietly, "Because that's what happened. I didn't- didn't get to you in time."
Nat paled visibly even in the light of the two lanterns, and swallowed. "I... I can't take the herbs to... to keep it from..."
"I know. Meghyn told me. For your sake, I... hope it didn't take. I cleaned you up as best I could, but..."
Nat closed her eyes, and a single tear leaked out, running down the bruised temple. "I... There's nothing for it. I can't take it back. And we have to have a way to... to make a living."
Meghyn sighed, "That's true, sis, but... shouldn't we at least bring someone who's actually good at fighting?"
"Split the profit three ways?" Nat groaned, "that'd just make us have to find more to make a living."
"But we'd be safer!"
Nat sighed, then slowly pushed her way to an upright position, then wiped away the tear gently. "I... I'll consider it, okay? I... let's just- go home."
"For what it's worth," Zelda told her as she stood up and offered a hand to steady the still-woozy woman, "I have a couple of Hearty Truffles I can give you."
"N- No," Nat said, shaking her head, "That wouldn't be right, not after you- you already saved us. Saved Meg from- from having that happen too. We've... we just need to get more careful."
"You need training, and a guard, and weapons yourself," Zelda told her seriously, "Meghyn is right. You can't sell Truffles you don't live to return to a town. Hire a guard, or something."
"I said I'll consider it. Let's just for for tonight, though. At- at least there's two less in this area, so until the next Blood Moon..."
"I'm pretty sure this whole forest is clear, at least this part of it," Zelda told her, "so you can come back here tomorrow, but seriously- bring along someone who can fight. You might even find you can find more truffles that way."
"See?" Meghyn cried, throwing up her hands, "I've been trying to tell you that for months!"
"Fine, fine, I get it," Nat sniffed, "I- I just want to go home. Okay? Can we talk about it later? I... they didn't... um... get you too, did they, sis?"
Meghyn deflated, and Zelda watched as the two turned away, heading toward the distant lights of the town. "No, that woman, Zina, she saved me before the one on me got that far. I... I'm sorry it happened to you."
Their conversation continued, no doubt, but Zelda tried to put it from her mind as the two sisters moved into the forest.
She felt bad, terrible actually, for Nat. She knew what it was like to be a victim of rape, after all, and several Bokoblins had tried or threatened to do that to her before.
But she could not spend her whole life making sure the two sisters were okay. They would either survive, or not.
So Zelda sighed, pulled out the Sheikah Slate to check her position on the map, and then started moving too. Not quite in the same direction as the sisters, but near to it.
It was nearly five thirty in the morning when Zelda, tired from the long journey and night's fighting both, arrived at the gates of Hateno Village. She did not receive the warmest of welcomes, being a well-armed traveler. The farmer who was keeping an eye on the road- no doubt to watch for bandits or monsters- that day was, at the very least, suspicious of Zelda.
He was a tall man, and held his pitchfork threateningly, while his wide-brimmed straw hat shielded him from the light rain that had started up forty minutes or so earlier. "Wh- Who are you?" he shouted, "I demand answers! If you're up this late, you're probably up to no good!"
"I'm a traveler," Zelda answered as casually as she could, and held open her empty palms, "Just came to visit the village. And I'm pretty sure it's early, not late. The sun will be up very soon, if it's not already."
The farmer's outfit was definitely simple, a light green over-tunic that covered a darker green shirt beneath it, with a simple, brown cloth belt wrapped around it. His trousers were undyed cow leather, and sturdy boots that laced from the toes to the top ended just below his thighs. Aside from the pitchfork, he appeared to be unarmed, however, and there was minimal decoration on the clothing itself.
"Hrm? A traveler? Look, lady, you look like a Hylian, but we've had plenty of trouble with human bandits lately. We've got reason to be wary of outsiders. What's your business here?"
"A bed, first off," Zelda said with a sigh, standing up straight, "It's been... well, since the Dueling Peaks Stable since I've slept in one, and I'm getting tired of sleeping on the ground. Before that, it was Kakariko Village."
"A Sheikah, huh? I can see that with the armor and your shield, but you don't look like no Sheikah I've ever met. You don't have that weird, white hair."
"That's because I'm not a Sheikah. They sold me this in their armor and clothing store. Cost a pretty rupee, but it's been invaluable, too."
"Hmph. They don't sell that stuff to just anyone. You gotta know people, or be related- family."
"Well, I do 'know people' Zelda told him, "Impa- the Sheikah Elder- is a friend of mine from way back. I also know her grand-daughter, Paya. But if you really must know, I've come here to visit the research lab. Impa's sister, Purah, is the one in charge there."
"The Lab? Why would anyone want to visit- oh, never mind. I s'pose it's none of my business, and if you do have a legitimate reason, then I won't keep you. Sorry for bein' careful."
"Don't apologize for that," Zelda said with a smile, "I get it. I just saved two sisters from Bokoblins- Meghyn and Nat. I think they live around here?"
"Oh, yeah," the boy murmured, then frowned, "Those two dummies went out looking for Truffles again? I told them to wait for one of us men to go with... idiots. If they weren't so fuckin- I mean- if they weren't so, uh, pr- pretty, I'd tell 'em to just leave town."
"Oh?" Zelda found herself grinning as she looked the man up and down. He was a bit scruffy, probably relatively poor based on the simple clothing, but he wasn't ugly by any means. "Got yourself a bit of a crush? On which one, if you don't mind me asking. Don't worry, I won't say anything to them."
The man blushed, then looked away, "I- I don' know what you're talkin' about. Just 'cause I think Meghyn's pretty doesn't mean I have a c-c-crush..."
Zelda exhaled in relief. That would make this easier. "Listen, then- sorry, I don't think I caught your name. I'm Z- Zelda."
"Zzelda...? That's a name I ain't heard in a few years. Used to be a whole bunch of 'em around, but most of the older ladies named that died off when I was little. Any rate, I'm Thadd. An- And I'd appreciate it if you didn't say nothin' to Meg or Nat about- about what I said."
"Don't worry," Zelda grinned. "Listen, Thadd, you seem like a nice enough guy. If you wanna go after Meghyn, do it- unless she's taken, in which case don't, of course. But maybe... maybe not Nat. At least, not for a bit."
"Why?" the man grunted, "Somethin' wrong with her?"
"She was... I was a bit... late, saving her. Bokoblins... well, you might know."
"I can guess," Thadd growled. "Say no more. I fuckin' told 'em both a hundred times to go out with a guard. Shit. Hope she's alright."
"I think she will be. Just... she might need some time. But Meghyn's attacker I got to early enough, she only got- well, groped a bit."
"Shit all the same. Er, pardon my language, miss. I ain't used to talkin' to folks not from 'round here."
"Don't worry about it," Zelda chuckled, "I'm sure I've heard worse. Anyway, can I pass? I would really appreciate some sleep."
"Oh, sure. Sorry, I won't keep you. Inn's a ways in- Great Ton Pu's the name. Near t'other side of town, really."
"Alright, thank you," Zelda said, rewarding him with a smile.
Her first impression of Hateno Village was that it was a quaint, quiet town. Easily twice or three times the size of Kakariko, it was still definitely a rural place. She could already see farmers in the fields that covered the nearby hills and valleys, while shop-keepers and children went about the various tasks and chores that started their day as the rain started to taper off.
There were a great many shops, too. A clothier and armorer, similar to the one in Kakariko- which made Zelda wonder if that was the norm these days, to combine the basic functionality of clothing with the need for protection in a dangerous land- a dye shop, a general goods store, a grocer, a building construction company, and many more.
She found the Inn itself closer to seven in the morning, when some of the shops were starting to open. Inside, a pretty young woman about Zelda's physical age, eighteen perhaps, was cleaning tables in the small common area, while an older man that strongly resembled her was working on a ledger behind the counter.
He looked up as she approached, "Oh, a new face. Haven't had one of those in weeks. Welcome, Miss, to the Great Ton Pu Inn! You need a room?"
"Yes, please," Zelda said, smiling softly as she stepped up. "How much? I think I'll be here for a couple of days."
"Ah, that's good to hear- business has been slow lately. How much depends on the quality of room, though. The simpler rooms are twenty Rupees a night, and include both dinner and breakfast. If you want the better experience- and the best rooms this side of Hyrule- we've got a pair of extra-soft, downy beds in a nice room with a hot bath for forty rupees. That has the meals too, of course."
"That sounds perfect after being in the rain," Zelda smiled, "I'll take the soft bed- for both days."
"Excellent! If you're sure about both I can take the eighty now, or-"
"That's fine," Zelda assured him, and counted out the neccessary.
Ten minutes later, she was soaking in the hot water the pretty young woman had brought up, and enjoying every moment of it.
After a quick, pleasant but too-short masturbation session (she didn't want to disturb anyone, and did not yet know how thin the walls were), Zelda climbed into the soft bed a little before noon.
She did not wake up before midmorning the next day.