Chapter Text
About three hours prior:
“Nothing, nothing, more nothing…” I muttered to myself, “Isn’t there anything left in these ruins!?” I tossed some rusted swords to the side, damn things are no more useful than lightning rods! Just brittle metal with worn-out insignias, fairly common and not sold for much. Same goes for the shields. Even the decayed guardians here were stripped of their parts, leaving this area bone dry of anything worth collecting. It’s really not my day today, I sighed. Giving up, I decided to head back to Faron, the only place I consider my home.
On the road back I stumbled onto a strange scene; a short but handsome Hylian with hair so blonde it looked white, and eyes as green as a meadow on a sunny morning- Ahem, I’m getting carried away…was being mugged by some shady looking individuals. As if dealing with bokoblins wasn’t enough, some people resorted to thievery, causing a whole nother problem for travelers! I crept closer to try and hear their conversation:
“Give it up, pretty boy! We know you’re hoarding some rupees!”
“Yeah! Stop playing coy and no one gets hurt.”
The man remained silent.
“What’s the matter? Fox got your tongue?”
One of them teased, pressing his blade against the man’s neck. That’s where I draw the line! I drew my sword, preparing to step in and help the guy. All of the muggers turned towards me as I walked over to them.
“What the hell do you want?”
They didn’t take kindly to being interrupted. The blonde Hylian looked at me curiously. Damn…he’s totally my type, I thought to myself. Could my spring have finally come!?
“I’m trying to stop you idiots from doing something you’ll regret. So put away that blade while I’m being nice!”
The muggers all laughed, their attention fully on me now. Slowly they began to encircle me, four against one, eh? I smirked, knocking the blade out of the taller ones’ hands.
“Get 'em’!” They cried, lunging at me all at once!
I was able to sidestep two of them, then blocked the third with my sword, the fourth and taller one scrambled to pick up his blade. Not so fast! I shoved the third mugger to the side and he slammed into the other two who were just rising to their feet. Then lunging forward I grabbed the fourth mugger’s leg before he could reach his blade again, dragging him down to the ground alongside me. The blonde Hylian seemed to watch things unfold with a blank stare and without so much as a flinch. Why isn’t he running?
I wondered, my grip on the mugger's leg slipping slightly allowing him to kick me square in the jaw! Fucking bastard! I grabbed my sword, slashing at the third mugger who tried to tackle me from behind. Standing back up, I prepared to kick the fourth mugger in the nuts when suddenly everything became enshrouded in smoke! Something paper-like hit my face, peeling it off I realized what exactly it was…fuck. Everyone took off running, the Hylian I just “saved” wasn't a Hylian at all…but a goddess-be-damned Yiga!
SHING!!!
As I was lost in my surprise a shrill metallic sound rang out and a blast of wind hit me in the face, slicing the side of my cheek as if something had split the air right next to my head. It wasn't just any Yiga…but a blademaster. And he's not cute at all! I cried to myself, I can't believe I fell for his disguise! I got up and ran like my life depended on it because it did! Stupid Yiga! Now I'll never have a chance at love…oh well, at least he’ll go after the muggers first right?
I couldn't have been more wrong.