The Legend of Zelda: Sides of Courage
Chapter 2
The night had passed again, it was daytime once more. The sun was shining through the only window that was inside home so vividly, so bright that it woke the warrior from his sleep, he yawned and crawled out of bed, getting to his two feet as he let out a sigh.
“Today’s the day,” he said with little joy, seeing as he just woke up, being tired and all.
Link walked over to the bowl filled with water and cupped it and splashed his face, waking himself up, just as before. The tired man slowly walked to the chest that lay next to his bed, admiring it for a moment until he knelt down on both knees to get closer to it.
“It’s been awhile since I opened this old thing, I’m surprised it’s still able to without breaking,” he thought to himself jokingly, even though it has been 8 months since he wore what was inside.
Link opened the chest slowly, trying to keep the hinges in tact, not trying to snap them. He gently flipped it open and rested the top over to see his green tunic, looking brand new as if it was just out of the town’s tailor. “It seemed like only yesterday that I wore this..,” he said quietly.
Link pushed out the memories that wanted to fill his mind of the adventures he’d been through with his tunic and well… Midna of course, only for the time being. He slipped the tunic over his head so it comfortably fit, he put one arm through each whitish/brownish undergarment.
“Ha! Good as new, fits like I haven’t even grown.” It had only been 8 months since he worn it, but to him that seemed like an eternity. He grabbed the dusty boots and the dusty brown gloves that lay at the bottom of the chest and sat on the edge of his bed, slipping each boot on, left, then right, same with the gloves, Link gently slipped each glove on, still admiring his outfit, he seemed to have it missed it, almost. “Oh! Can’t forget this!,” Link shouted as if he almost forgot the last part of his getup. He grabbed the green cap that was folded neatly on a small hook on the side of the chest. He walked back to his bed, leaned down and snatched the green cap off the hook and closed the chest. The green cap was slipped on as Link walked over to the mirror, trying to make it fit straight. “Has my head shrank,” he thought not so seriously, even though the cap wouldn’t stay on without engulfing Link’s head.
He looked at the cap, squinting in the mirror, only to notice that it was on, backwards. A feeling of embarrassment fell upon him. He fixed the cap and turned back around to stretch, getting into the vibe of his old, yet new feeling tunic. Link grabbed his Ordon sword, given to him by Rusl, well, more along the lines of stole, and sheathed it, he also grabbed his Hylian shield and hooked it to his back along with his sword. He walked over to his window taking one last glance of the town. “I have a feeling, I’m going to miss this place,” It was still very early, everyone was asleep as assumed to be, not any sound to be heard other than the stream flow’s peaceful ripples.
Link closed the door and started to make his way down the ladder. He reached the bottom, surprised he didn’t fall seeing as how it was getting unstable. Birds chirping, a cool breeze in the air, Link was ready to go, only, he needed his horse Epona to get there; Kakariko village wasn’t a five minute walk unfortunately. Link had quite the trip to make, so he wasn’t leaving without her. He knew she wouldn’t be in town, so he started walking away from Ordon. As he went on, he stopped, turning around to give his last words. “Goodbye, Llia, take care of everyone while I’m away,” he said silently to himself, no one was around to hear as it was. He turned around, and began his walk again away from Ordon.
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Link was walking for some time now, passing the spring, smiling, remembering the good days where him and the children would hang out and just relax, but, those times were gone now.
Link had more on his mind, selfish he thought he was, but he wanted to do this for himself.
“Jeeeeez, Epona where did you get off to?,” he said, sounding a tad annoyed.
Link surveyed the area, spotting Coro’s Oil pot and his obnoxious bird’s potion shop in the distance, none were around at the time though. Link, surprised as he would be spotted Epona drinking out of the red potion cauldron. He shook his head and sprinted over to her, pulling her by the reigns to get Epona away from the shop, if Coro’s bird were to see, it wouldn’t be happy.
“So this is where’ve you been huh?,” he combed her hair with his hand. Bags were already equipped with some old potions and his regular equipment on Epona’s sides. “Ah, good, everything’s here, no need to go back now,” Link said with relief. He mounted Epona, turning her in the direction out of the Ordona province. “Yah, Yah!,” Link let out continuous yells to Epona as he kicked on her side to speed up. “Whoa Epona, you were never this fast!,” he shouted in surprise. But then he thought to himself. “Wait a second, could it be the potion she was drinking out of the cauldron? She must’ve been there for awhile, probably consumed the whole thing! Who knew it had this kind of effect on horses.” Link galloped out of the Ordona Province and started making his way to Kakariko village.
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The sky was dark, but light could still be seen through. It was familiar darkness, not of rain clouds or nature’s clouds, he felt something was wrong, and getting worse.
Epona’s speed was phenomenal, as they got closer to Kakariko, the clouds got more thick looking, and more dark, less light was visible than before. Link finally reached the entrance, the gate was closed as he could see from a distance, Epona’s speed was fast enough so she jumped it no problem, knocking two figures onto the ground as she did. Link couldn’t get an eye of what they were, but he had an idea.
“This isn’t looking good,” he thought. He was anxious to find Renado quick to see what was going on. He pulled hard on the reigns, stopping Epona; he held on around her neck, apparently the speed he stopped at almost sent him flying.
Link hopped off and left Epona by the pond near Renado and his daughter Luda’s house.
He continued forward, looking to see if anyone was around. Link stopped to hear a quick, but loud whiz sound pass by him, he thought nothing of it, so he continued onward, only to hear it again but this time, it sounded like something had penetrated the ground. Link looked, it was a long silver arrow. “Damn moblins,” he thought, knowing from past experience. As he surveyed the arrow, longer than he should’ve, another barely missed him, this time nearly almost in his shoulder. Link acknowledged the archer, taking cover behind a small barrel and realizing his bow was tied onto the side of Epona.
Seeing as how Epona only had been around fifteen, maybe twenty feet away, he didn’t want to take the chance of being struck, but being as open-minded as he was, Link thought for a moment and took his Hylian shield off, holding it tight in his left hand grip, in front of his chest running backwards, hoping not to trip over anything that would foil his plan. As Link got closer, more arrows flew by him, some hitting his shield, bouncing right off, and others still nearly missing his body. Link stood on the side of Epona quickly untying his bow along with the quiver that held his arrows. Link stood firmly, making contact with the string on the bow and the back of the arrow, pulling back hard, letting go. “Come on…,” he whispered in a chance of hope.
The arrow missed the purple-skinned moblin by a hair at most. Link ducked to evade the arrow, striking the rock behind him. He loaded one more arrow and aimed, waiting a few seconds to get an accurate shot. Link held his breath and let go, only hoping this time the arrow nailed his foe.
Link saw from afar, a purple figure falling from a building, with an arrow sticking out of it’s neck, as it hit the ground, dirt clouds exploded from under it’s body as a sign of hard impact.
“What a shot, I haven’t used this thing in awhile either,” a cocky grin grew upon his face, as he spotted another, loading the arrow onto his bow, taking a precise shot, penetrating it’s chest, the moblin fell backwards. “Mess with me shall you moblin!?,” a bit too cocky Link had gotten, only from two arrow kills.
He stood proudly wiping himself off of dirt and other messes, when he heard another arrow whiz pass him, only to find when he turned around, a moblin with an arrow through it’s forehead, it fell from behind Link, only a few feet away, as if it was going to kill him. Link naturally had his bow and arrow ready, not knowing who killed the creature just not a second ago.
He was cautious, aiming his bow around. “Link, they’re all gone, you can relax now.”
The green tunic warrior turned around once more, slowly, sighing as he knew who was there.
“Renado,” he had more to say, but he thought it’d be better just to keep his mouth closed.
“Thanks, I could’ve been skewered if it weren’t for you,” he said graciously.
“Think nothing of it, I appreciate you making your way down here and finishing off the last two of those things, I know how long of a trip it can be all the way from Ordon.” Link walked over to Epona, tying his bow and quiver back onto Epona’s side. “Yeah, no worries. I mostly came because Mayor Bo said you knew something about what’s been going on, the dark clouds, the creatures coming about and possibly Twili.” He made his way over to Renado who was already at the door to his home. “I haven’t seen any Twilight yet, but then again we have no reason to, unless -,” Link made his way into the house as Renado stopped him from finishing his sentence.
“And that’s what I want to talk to you about, transformed versions of the Twili shouldn’t even be here, let alone causing havoc,” Renado insisted. Link quickly added on. “They shouldn’t appear regardless of any reason other than Zant being dead!” Renado paced nervously as Link kept talking. “It’s stupid for us to be discussing the possibility of transformed Twili around here.” As much as Link kept pushing the fact that it’s next to impossible for evil Twili to wander around without someone leading them, perhaps there was something he wasn’t seeing or remembering, or something he didn’t want to remember. Link needed to ask him from the time he got there. “Renado, you haven’t seen any transformed Twilight, right?” Renado didn’t respond, he was staring out the window. “Renado.” Link said again. No response was made from him, seconds passed until Link walked over to the window where Renado stood staring blankly. Link shook Renado until finally looking out of the window just as he did. “No..., not possible,” Link said under his breath. Renado heard him, and snapped out of his disbelief. “No, Link, as much as this doesn’t seem so, somehow…,” He just went silent, not finishing his statement.
Transformed Twilight and Moblins surrounded the house.
