Fandom the lost heroes of hyrule [closed w. alwaysyourqueen]

[Gezellige]

Link wasn't sure what it was, but they had always been drawn to Hyrule Castle. Or maybe, the attraction to it was more common than they thought—after all, they had grown up not sixty miles from the city where it resided, standing elegant and erect, sparkling like a purse full of diamonds. Most folk, Link wagered, probably wanted to see it at some point or another. But Link was one of the lucky ones who made a point to do so.

There were a lot of folk who lived and died without stepping foot outside their town. Link, just in their twenties and full of wanderlust, did not want to be one of those people. Having steadfastly (and, perhaps, somewhat selfishly) refused to continue rearing the small farm their parents had developed in Hateno, Link instead had sold it to a neighbor after they had inherited it, bagging enough rupees for themself to put adventuring Hyrule on the top of their priority list. Even now, as they walked along a dusty path in the warm afternoon sun, they could hear the light jingle jingle of the gems rattling in their backpack. It was enough to last them for a while. Long enough that when they ran out, it was far enough in the days to come that they considered it a future-Link problem.

You'll probably regret this reckless attitude one day, the hylian thought wryly to themself. The foreboding thought didn't keep a grin from sprouting across their features, though. How could they feel uneasy when the day was so beautiful? Just ahead of them, across the winding path and rolling prairies, Hyrule Castle stood so close that the vagabond felt they could almost taste it. Taking in a deep breath through the nose, Link closed their eyes, soaking in the sensation of the sun baking their skin. It was too hot to be comfortable, and they loved it. If there had ever been any doubt, Link was fully convinced now that selling the farm was the way to go; they were content to be lost to time as soon as they died, having been a nobody who wandered and watched and did absolutely nothing worthwhile.

Taking a small ring of fabric, Link gathered up their light brown hair into a loose bun, before picking up the pace to a jog, the rattle of their backpack and the slap of their traveler's sword at their side jostling with every step.

 

[alwaysyourqueen]

Zelda had lived her entire life within the walls of Hyrule Castle and its courtyard. She was stifled by it, and she wanted to see the world. She wanted to see the kingdom of Hyrule, the beautiful homes of the Zora, the majesty of Death Mountain. She wouldn't be held back by expectations of her as the princess because a princess was no good if she had no idea of the world she was supposed to be the princess of.

So, as she was wont to do, Zelda slipped out. She wore boots, a long cloak, and the plainest clothes she owned. It was still fine fabric making up her trousers and tunic, but they would be passable as not the princess. She left her tiara sitting on her vanity, ready to reclaim it when she returned to being just the princess. "Just" the princess, the thought made her laugh to herself as she followed the secret passage out of the castle. She emerged in Castle Town, brimming with excitement to face the world and get at least a taste of what it was like for people who weren't confined to royal life.

It didn't take long for her to not be able to fight the urge to explore outside the town as well. She went through the gates, careful to guard her face from the guards going by, and found herself standing in an open space. It was almost intimidating, a space larger than any she had been in up until this point. It didn't matter, though, because she was so excited. She began to run through the grass, feeling the wind run by her. The day's heat pressing down on her didn't faze her, the growing distance from her home didn't matter. It was a feeling unlike she'd ever had before.

And then that feeling was so cruelly interrupted, as an arrow hit the ground next to her. She gasped, looked up, and saw a group of monsters coming towards her at incredible speed. Two bokoblins, one of which that had shot at her, and a mean-looking moblin were quickly closing the distance between them. She shrieked — she hadn't expected these creatures to look so terrifying in person.

 

[Gezellige]

Link was completely unaware of another person's presence until a startled cry reached their ears. Suddenly standing erect, the hylian cast their vision around the fields, until - in the distance - they spied the culprit of the sound. And the three monsters that were hounding her.

Immediately, Link paled. Well, shit. They'd encountered monsters more than a few times already on their journey, but it wasn't like they particularly enjoyed it. And three of them? Three was a lot. Especially when one of them was a moblin. Still, they couldn't just not help - against those odds, a person could get seriously injured, or worse. Feeling very jittery and not at all prepared to join a fight, the hylian swallowed back their nerves and turned their jog into a full-out run.

"Hey! Hey!" They called out, waving their arms. Upon closing the distance some, they drew their sword, heart dropping when they observed that one of the bokoblins had a bow. Well. This was definitely more than they could handle. It was too late now, though, they supposed.

At the sound of his voice, the monsters reared their heads, their attention momentarily distracted from the woman in front of them. At about the same time that Link noticed the one with the bow, that same one fired, letting loose an animal cry of rage. Link was just able to dislodge their shield from the place it hung on their backpack before the arrow met them, deflecting it away when it made contact. It hadn't been a very on-target shot, but it definitely would have grazed them if they'd let it be.

"Is that the best you can do?" They taunted the bokoblins, brave enough to tempt the beasts now that they had protection. Soon, they had the creatures lured away from the helpless girl, which Link now noticed had no weapons to speak of. None that they could see, at least.

Why in the world would you go outside without any weapons? The hylian silently snarled, miffed at this discovery. Here they were, having to risk their safety for some dumbass who forgot to bring adequate supplies. Still, it wasn't like they could help the situation; frowning, the hylian sliced at one of the bokoblins at its approach, managing to slice it squarely across the chest. Sufficient damage; the beast likely wouldn't last long. But the bokoblins weren't what Link was really worried about. The moblin, albeit slower than its companions, was steadily gaining on them.




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[alwaysyourqueen]

Zelda scrambled to her feet as her rescuer dove into the combat. It gave her the moment she needed to get to a better position, or maybe to safety — but no, she couldn't abandon someone who was going out of their way to help her. The way the stranger was fighting so fervently was a kindness, but she couldn't just sit by while someone risked their life for her. She rushed off through the brush, seeing that they were distracted by the swordsman, and tried to think.

Then, like providence, she had an opportunity. A branch large enough to use as a weapon, and plentiful rocks to use to divide their attention. She would do her best, and simply hope that she wasn't making a huge mistake. With all the strength in her arm, she lodged the rock at one of the bokoblins to get it to look towards her instead. It was still making its horrible shrieking noises, but she needed to prove she could do something to help. It broke off from the advance of its allies on the traveler, and made its way towards Zelda.

This time she was going to be prepared. She centered her stance, bent her knees slightly, facing the creature head-on. As it gained on her, she tried to do the math in her head of when she'd have to start to get this to have maximum impact. Again, all her strength poured into a single motion, and she used herself as a fulcrum to bring the branch down on the bokoblin's head. It didn't seem enough to destroy it, but it was hurt, and it also wasn't advancing on her savior.

Now she just had to hope he could hold his own long enough to still help her.