Heroes Between Realms

Link

Link woke up thrown on the floor in a heap. He was trapped in a small room with a bed, a sitting area, and a powder room. Link found his clothes and boots folded on the table in the sitting area, gladly pulling them on. He wasn't given his hair band though, but he could find a way to pull it up some other way.

    He needed to think, and training always helped with clearing his mind. Link did push-ups, lunges, squats, and was now doing pull-ups with the curtain rod in the powder room.

    If Link wanted to find Zelda, he would have to break out of this room. There was no way to gain Jenkins's trust now. After he broke out of this room, Link would brake down every door to find Zedla, using the Champions' powers if he had to. When he found Zelda, they would find a way out of this hole, he would get the torture devise out of his neck. Link tried not to think of the last time he was with Zelda, but heat flared up his neck, and not from the torture devise, as he did.

    A loud crash signaled the door opening. He continued his pull-ups, knowing it would be Jenkins. When he did appear in the powder room door, Link noticed his left side was puffed up. Jenkins was covered in bandages beneath that jacket. He had been hurt, but how?

    "Come here lover boy," Jenkins snarled, smile gone. He grabbed Link by the front of his tunic.

    Link stumbled through the room, pulled along by Jenkins. He was taken into the corridor, led past multiple doors, until they stopped. Jenkins used a card to open the door, throwing Link through. Link stumbled, but found his footing before falling to the ground. Jenkins slammed the door. Glancing up, Link found Zelda shutting her powder room door. Zelda rushed over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. Well, step one and two complete.

    "Now write it down!" Jenkins yelled at her.

    Zelda took Link's hand and walked with him to the table. Link saw paper and an orange pencil sitting on top.
Bending down, she scribbled their language on the paper. Before she could set the pencil down, Jenkins snatched it off the table. He only looked at it for a second.

    "This in not what was on that robot," he growled.

    Zelda registered that for a second before saying, "The Sheikah have their own language. I don't know it by heart."
 
    The last part was a lie. Zelda had been studying the Sheikah technology for years, and had their alphabet memorized. Link was proud of her for lying.

    Jenkins crumbled the paper in his fist and threw it on the ground. "Then at least tell me what the symbols mean on the Slate thing."

    Link knew he meant the runes, and he knew Zelda didn't know what they were. Link stayed quiet, staring and the wall.

    "I told you," Zelda retorted, "I don't know the Sheikah language by heart."

    "Quit the lies!" Jenkins shouted. He looked over at Link with those evil eyes.

    Jenkins lunged for him, aiming for his throat. Link moved out of the way, time slowed, and he kicked Jenkins off balance. Jenkins snarled, whirling around. He reached into his pocket and lightning shot through Link's body, coming from the square in his neck.

    Link crumpled over, grunting, trying to hold in the screams for Zelda's sake.