Attack on Titan/Zelda crossover - To Hyrule and Back Again

Chapter Seven: Transformation Situation

Link's Point of View

DAMMIT!

I knew this would've been a problem. And now it is. Great.

I've been meaning to not transform into a Goron too much to avoid these types of situations. And it pretty much cost me a loss to that titan girl, which, by the way, isn't being paid off.

"Y.. you.. What are you?" someone questions, his eyes filled with fear. Attempting to appear as nonthreatening as possible, I slowly slide the Goron Mask into my tunic-pocket, my eyes locked on the people in front of me. They're all wary and shaky, looking at me like I'm a monster.

Why were they all on that side when I got here? I don't see anybody in the town behind me, I think, quickly turning my head behind to see if anybody's there. Maybe they saw me coming. I'm up against the brick wall of a house, the northernmost house of the village, in fact. The townspeople could corner me, but they won't even move an inch closer to me.

"It turned into a child. I don't know what it is, but it seems to be trying to look innocent. With all the humans-transforming-into-titans madness going around this right here could be something else causing havoc. Hold on, I'll be right back," an intelligent-looking woman states, pacing out of the crowd of twentysomething people and into the village behind me.

Alright. I can escape right now and not have to deal with this, but it'll probably come back to haunt me later. Or I can try to get rid of this now - but how? I stare this one angry man straight in his eyes, thinking of a way I can convince him and the other people I'm not some monster on the loose.

I decide to start off simple. "I'm not a threat, people."

"Prove it! We saw you crash into my buddy James's house as some kind of brown monster, and transform into a little kid! Explain that!" the man I was looking at earlier exclaims, followed by the other people muttering in agreement. They're getting more hostile. I take a different stance, a more defensive one at that, ready for someone to charge at me. A threatening look appears on my face, and I glare at the man who just made the statement.

"I can assure you that was an accident. What you saw may wildly vary from what actually happened. Don't move any closer, and I'll be on my way."

"Now you listen here! You ain't goin' nowhere! Move one centimeter and I'll shoot you on the spot," the man harshly replies, pulling a metallic thing out of a pouch on his waist. He points it towards me, clutching it with both of his hands. The hell is that thing? A small version of one of those 'guns' I've heard talked about?

I stand there, not moving an inch; the townspeople doing the same, and that one angry old man still pointing the metallic thing towards me. They stare me down, slowly changing from frightened to hostile, and even starting to move a little closer. I can't hurt any of these people. Yeah, I'll threaten them, but I can't get a bad reputation here.

"Alright, I'm back, let's get rid of this before it becomes too much of a problem," a feminine voice states. I turn my head right and see the woman who had left earlier back with some - spears? And also another one of those metallic things the angry old man has. Wait, did that woman just refer to me as an "it?"

"Did you just call me an 'it'?" I ask aloud. "Yes, I did," she casually responds.

"Look. I didn't come here for trouble, and I certainly didn't come here to be called an 'it.' I didn't even mean to come here in the first place, so just lay off and let me go."

While walking back into the angry crowd of people, she suddenly halts, and turns towards me. "No."

Following the blunt response, I scan the premises, realizing I can't just walk away from this - I'm pretty sure I can't convince these people I mean no harm, so the only option I have is to escape.