Once Upon A Twisted Fate

Chapter 2 ⊱ ── {⋅. Whisper of Dawn .⋅}

Didn't want to keep you all waiting like last time, so here's the next chapter! This one is a little longer and before you ask, yes, we're getting close to Link being introduced. I like a little build up before introducing more major characters, but he'll be here next chapter for sure!

Anyways, I'm RIDICULOUSLY excited about this story if you couldn't tell. I'm already like a million chapters ahead in my mind, but I'm just stoked that everyone is enjoying it so far. >u<

Thank you again for the support everyone, it really makes my day seeing those notifications on my phone!

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The fourth time seemed to be the charm for you it seems. You awoke with a start staring at the pure white ceiling of an unknown building and location. You blinked once and then twice expecting the burning sensation and the ache of your bones to return, but surprisingly, it didn't. A small grin tugged at your lips as you wiggled your fingers and toes just as you did before testing the waters to see how things went. The pain...it was gone and completely this time! No headache and the bruise that was on your leg had vanished as well...

You purse your lips thinking back to the travelers (if you could call them that) you met during your chase to catch up with Hima. As blunt and strange as they were, they were at least kind enough to drop you off at a clinic for real medical attention. You shook your head scoffing. If fate ever brought back into their presence, you sure all hell wouldn't be thanking that Fey woman. Such a bitch. Your pride wouldn't allow it of course. But on a more serious note, you had more important things to do beginning with tracking down a certain plump mouse. Where was that little bugger anyway?

You lifted the sheets and then the pillow behind your lower back first...nope not there. And then you took a glance around the room. Everything was colored a flawless shade of eggshell white. The ceilings, the cabinets, the walls, and curtains, EVERYTHING. Not a single spot of dirt or piece of misplaced furniture in plain sight. Your bag hung lazily from a chair across the room. Now that you thought about it, those people, your so-called rescuers had probably gone through it...assholes. Ironically, the only thing that was colored differently was a lone silent princess on the bedside table. You snorted. Thanks sister dearest...as if THIS would make you forgive her for nearly killing earlier.

You swung your legs over the side of bed. It creaked, and loudly at that, as you stood up. Your legs wobble under the weight of your body and the sudden shift causes you to fall backwards onto the bed. You grunted. Okay, that was a little too fast...let's try this again, you thought lifting yourself slowly. Once you were fully upright, your eyes wandered over to the full body mirror across the room. You frowned with a hum. Forget the silent princess, YOU stuck out like a sore thumb amidst the room as you examined yourself closely.

Your previous clothes had been swapped for a pure white gown to match your surroundings. You almost wanted to laugh at the complete rat's nest state your hair was in. Comical really. Your body was covered in strange circular stickers that clung to your skin like sticky sap. But no matter, you would deal with them later. Your hand trailed up to your right forearm, which was wrapped in a bright red tap and kept a tube in place. You tried gently tugging it, but it wouldn't budget. This was going to be a challenge to remove. Closing your eyes, you counted to three and used all of your strength to remove the foreign object from your body.

It tore and you felt free and...alive! In its wake was a TriForce symbol that glowed bright blue and tingled. The sensation of it all made your blood rush through your veins and entire body feel as though you could jump thirty feet into the air. You held up your hands, they were covered in a light yellow tint that shimmered. No doubt this had to be your magic returning to you. Not that you were good at spells or anything, but the sensation of it all was so thrilling. A cheeky smirk tugged at your lips as you held your hands in front of your body. It was shot in the dark, but maybe, just maybe if you concentrated enough something might happen...