So sorry for the late update. Had a few things come up and was unable to find time to write more, but that'll change. Got a few other stories that I'll try and update once a day or every two days and this is one I'll try and keep up with to. Thanks! Enjoy.
Link exited the barracks with a sword, a shield and a chest plate that was slightly too big for him, but it would do. He was prepared.
Taking a deep breath, Link walked towards the castle gates. He knew most of the servants by now so he was able to get by with just a few weird glances. Occasionally someone would open their mouth to speak but then close it and carry on with their own business. The boy was careful to avoid anyone of importance like Cia or her commanders. When he finally reached the gates, the Moblin guards glared down at him.
"What are you doing with those, boy? Don't you know your place?" Growled the first.
"You shouldn't have those. They're stolen property. You're in trouble now, whelp."
Link had forgotten that the guards would obviously be stationed at the gates. He signed. He had to tell them the truth of his mission and hope they let him pass, otherwise he would have to fight to break free.
"Volga is in trouble. I sense that something more dangerous than anything we know is about to be unleashed and I need to get to my master to protect him."
The two guards looked at each other before looking back at Link. They eyed him suspiciously before talking.
"What makes you think he's in danger? And how can a slave protect his master from whatever 'evil' is being unleashed?" Scoffed the second.
"Before I was captured, I was the hero of Hyrule. I've slain many of your kind by myself. I think I can take care of myself." Scowled Link.
They glared at him but took the warning. They knew that armed, the boy was not to be messed with. Nodding, they stepped aside and sent to open the gate, letting Link out. Immediately the hero nodded in appreciation and ran out the gates. He made a stop by the stables to take a horse and was on his way. Nothing would get in his way now. Don't worry Volga, I'm coming.
Zelda
The princess stood waiting for the soldier to return to report their discovery to her. Upon reaching her he bowed low and began;
"Princess, upon following the trail, we discovered that Link was taken by our enemy. We followed the trail to some sort of cave. It was heavily guarded and beyond that is Cia's fortress."
"Excellent! How far away is this fortress Link is being held captive in?" Questioned the princess.
"Approximately 37 miles to the west, princess."
It had taken the troops 3 days to find the fortress and return back to camp. The castle of their enemy was closer than she thought.
"Send a rescue party out immediately. Storm the castle and find Link. Do so subtly as we are not yet strong enough to take on Cia. Find the boy and bring him back. Only kill if needed." Ordered the princess.
"Yes, your grace. I will take a small group out with me and we shall infiltrate the caste."
"Excellent."
Zelda was pleased that Link had been found. She couldn't wait to have their hero back. It wouldn't be long before he was back in camp and able to fight by her soldiers sides once more.
Volga
The dragon had managed to reach the camp before passing out. His temperature had gone up dramatically and his wound had become black and the bruise around it had grown almost double in size.
He woke up to a Bokoblin medic prodding at his wound. He growled with pain, what poison had he been infected with? What was it doing to his body? The pain was intense. He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate on something else. Link. The boy he cared for. He hoped he was safe.. But what would Volga do if he couldn't make it back to him? What would become of the dragon, what would Cia do to the boy with him gone? He growled at the thought.
"Sir, you must rest some more. Here." Said the medic as he passed the knight a red potion.
The dragon drank gratefully. It tasted like liquid energy. He could feel the potion trying to work its way into his system. The wound couldn't be healed due to the poison but it weakened the pain a bit. He signed, why weren't the potions working? The medic then passed him a stamina potion to keep his energy levels stable. He grunted in thanks.
Never before had the dragon felt so weak. He almost wished the boy was with him for moral support. Having Link here with him would make his pain seem less than it actually was, the boy could distract him from the pain. But sadly the dragon was alone in the medic tent. He lay on one of the makeshift beds, weakly he looked around. In the tent were several others. A Bokoblin with his arm cut in half and scars on his chest. Another Skulchild with her leg broken and arm bleeding from a sore looking wound. And so on. At least he wasn't the only one injured this early in the battle. Yet, he was angry with himself still for getting into this situation in the first place.
With another sign, the dragon knight nodded to the Medic who took the empty bottles from him. Volga then rolled over with a grunt and closed his eyes. Thinking of Link, the dragon drifted off to sleep, eventually.
Link
The hero rode the white mare as fast as she would go. Avoiding trails and main roads in hopes of not running into any of Cia's forces. The horse panted as she ran, galloping as fast as the wind. She was a beautiful horse. Link did not know her name but she was a pure white mare with one blue eye and on brown eye. She had a silver white mane and tail to match her fur. Her decided he would name her something exotic. Pandora. That seemed a nice name for such a spectacular horse.
They made their way through the forest. Volga had vaguely mentioned Death Mountains. That was North West from where the fortress was located.
"Yawh!"
Pandora neighed and cantered faster. He had been riding for a couple of hours now, probably and he hoped that it wasn't much further. With another leap over a fallen tree, they exited the forest, leaving the trees behind in a dash. Link could see the mountains from here. They towered over the fields. It would be around nightfall or early morning by the time he reached the camp. He just hoped he didn't get caught by either side. One thing was set on his mind, saving Volga from unleashing darkness upon the world.
Cia
The sorceress hadn't seen the boy in a couple of days. Was he avoiding her? Every time a servant saw her coming they snuck off ahead of her and returned seconds later. Maybe they were assisting the hero in avoiding her? She was outraged by this thought, she knew one place he could possibly be. It was near night now so the hero would soon be retiring to the dragon knight's room.
A few minutes passed before she reached Volga's room. She pushed the door open, not caring if the boy wasn't prepared for her arrival. Empty. Where was he? He's duties should have been near enough finished now. She walked into the room and sat on the chair next to the desk by the wall. She would wait here until he came.
Hours passed before Cia noticed that he hadn't appeared in the time she had waited. She was furious. What could be keeping that boy busy that he wasn't able to come to bed and let her see him? Storming out of the room and down the spiral steps, Cia demanded a servant or two come to her. Responding to their mistress's summon, they cowered when they saw her face.
"Where is the boy?" She demanded.
The two looked at one another before looking back to Cia.
"We do not know. Some say he went out the fortress in search of his master. However, we did not see the boy, mistress." Said the first shakily.
The second nodded in agreement but stopped when she glared at them both. She could feel anger running through her veins. The boy had escaped. What made it worse was that servants had seen him leave yet did nothing to stop or report him to her or other's in charge. With a flick of her fingers, Cia disintegrated the first bokoblin. The second stood wide eyed, unsure of what would happen next.
"Go. Find my horse and saddle it up. Tell another worthless being to prepare my things. I'm leaving."
The bokoblin nodded and bowed before scurrying off. Cia stood for a few moments, glaring at the wall. How could he have abandoned her? She would find Link. He would be severely punished.