This is my first fanfic so reviews are welcome but be mature about it. :) :P

Disclaimer: I do not own The Legend of Zelda, nor will I ever.

Captive

It was dark outside. Link was just preparing himself to rest after a long day of fighting moblins and other evil beings on the plains of Hyrule. The young hero groaned as he pulled off his scarf and armour, laying the sky blue scarf carefully on his chair next to the bed, he then pulled off his tunic and changed into his night clothing, putting his armour in the chest. Once his armour was off he felt better as the bruise on his left rib, an attempt made on his life by an enemy (luckily he had his armour to protect him!)

After changing into his night wear, Link ran a hand through his sweat glazed hair and signed. Falling into his bed, his dirty blonde hair fell over his ocean blue eyes and he smiled to himself, knowing that today he had helped Zelda and her troops get one step closer to beating Cia and her army. However, as the hero thought through today's events he grew more reluctant to sleep as he remembered his battle with Volga. The dragon knight had been strong and the way he looked at Link, as if he was a freshly cooked meal waiting to be devoured, made Link both uncomfortable and curious. He wondered what his enemy was thinking, they were both equally matched, he wished he had the dragon as an ally as he would be a good asset against Cia's force. Sadly he was under her control.

Again Link signed. Even though neither won, he still felt like a failure for not beating Volga. The battle had been interrupted by Zelda regrouping the troops and having them fall back. Too many had been injured and needed medical assistance immediately, because of this Link was unable to finish his battle. Even though Link had to fall back, Volga hadn't attacked further..

"Fighting an already wounded creature isn't an honourable fight. I'll come back for you when you're ready, whelp."

And with that Volga had disappeared into his dragon form and flown back towards Cia. Link rolled over in his bed so he was facing the tent wall, the crisp air from the opening flap was causing a slight draft on the hero but he didn't mind. He was too hot from the activities of the day so the cold air was doing him good. As Link drifted off into sleep, he felt the air become more tense, almost as if someone was watching him. The blonde haired boy opened his eyes slightly to see what was causing his uneasy feeling but before he had the chance to see who the shadowed figure was, a itchy sack was thrown over his head.

Link's head ached. He woke up with a start. He let his feet dangle down. What happened? He must have had a bad dream. Last he knew he was lying in bed preparing to sleep and next thing he felt like he was being carried- wait.

The boy attempted to look around at his surroundings. With a gasp he realised that he was in fact being carried! But who by? And where were they going? Link didn't want to find out, all he wanted to do was escape his holder and return back to his tent. He couldn't see much from the sack over his head but by the rhythmical swinging of his body he knew he was being held by someone.. Or something.

He began to struggle against whom ever had their tight grip on him and found he was bound by his wrists and legs by tightly knotted rope. As he struggled the hands gripped his body tighter, almost crushing Link's chest into their shoulder.

Link screamed for help but his cry was muffled by a rolled up cloth of material. What was going on? Why did this created want him and how did they sneak up on Link without him realising. The boy had been defenceless against his attacker.

The hero could hear some muffled voices in front of him not recognising them but intrigued, he listened.

"Master will be pleased, I hope." Huffed one of the creatures.

"Yes... Let's hope he likes his new prize, wouldn't want another beating." Grunted the other.

Prize? Who was this master they were speaking of? And who were they? Their voices sounds rough and unintelligent, probably Cia's minions.. Yet they mentioned their master being a he. Link felt confused, but before he could dwell on the fact that he had been kidnapped he felt himself being lowered harshly onto a cold metal surface, landing on his back bottom with a thud. The figure which released him then pushed him down and Link landed on his back. Once on the cool surface, the boy heard the figure lock the door and cackle menacingly.

By the sounds of it, Link had been locked in a cage of some sort, or carriage as the second he was trapped the cage began to move. Link was thrown around harshly as the carriage made its way along the bumpy road. He signed through the gag in his mouth, where were they taking him? The Triforce of courage on his right hand supported Link in his effects to stay strong, but his courage was lacking as he could not see around him and was being adducted by an unknown force. With all the energy he could muster, Link tried to stand and ran into what may have been the door of the prison. But to no avail as he slammed into the surface but fell back down again. Link groaned in pain as his left shoulder pounded. After his failed efforts, the hero decided it would be better to rest (if possible) and keep his energy so that in the event of an opportunity, he could overpower his attacker and escape. Yes, Link decided that he would do this, as it was his best option at this moment in time. Shifting his weight, Link listened to the swaying carriage and the sounds of hooves and tried to lull himself to sleep.

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