Looking For Group

Part 18

Personally Twilight thought Rhoam Towers was an eyesore. The sky rise building was impossible to ignore and could be seen from any where in city. It sat in the middle of the richest district of Hyrule, the streets filled with pompous bigwigs, spoiled brats, and entitled bastards. During his first days as a new Hero, his Zelda had taken him here to buy him new clothes for his knighting ceremony. All day long the local rich folk kept giving him sideways glances, covering their noses as he passed, and some even outright refused to acknowledge him. If it wasn't for his Zelda, he was sure he would've been asked to leave the moment he entered the building.

Warriors whistled. "Take a look at this place," he said the moment he walked through the front doors. "I dunno, it feels like this place is more elegant than the palace itself."

"You mean more gaudy," said Twilight. He rolled his eyes at the gigantic portrait of CEO Rhoam in the lobby. It reached from floor to ceiling.

Sky patted him on the back. "Look alive. We're about to meet a Princess today. Swallow your annoyances."

Sun hummed. "No, I'm with Twilight. I've been here a few times already and it still wigs me out. One time I sneezed and I think I offended everyone here."

The gang got to the elevators. The doors opened revealing several very important-looking people. They stepped out and one man gave them a look over, clearly disapproving what he saw.

"Soup's kitchen down the street," he said to them.

"Eat me," said Warriors.

They entered the elevator. Sun pressed the button for the top floor. Once the doors were closed she said, "I'm surprised you didn't tell him who we were. Would've been funny to see his face."

"Nah," said Warriors. "He would've come back later giving half-ass apologies and trying to suck up to us. Let him find out later."

Higher and higher they went. The dinging of a new level started to get on Twilight's nerves around level twenty-five.

"I wonder if we've been blessed recently," said Sky, breaking the silence. "I can't believe our recent run of good luck."

"Don't jinx us," said Warriors.

"It just feels nice, is all. After years of searching and getting nowhere, suddenly we have something to show."

Level Fifty.

"But I'll admit, there's a pea in the mattress."

"Hmm?" Sun turned to Sky. "What do you mean?"

"I don't know," said Sky. "It can't be just coincidence we found a Princess so shortly after finding a Hero. And with Charles still missing... I guess I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. Sorry, I should follow my own advice and keep those thoughts away."

Level Sixty.

"No," said Twilight. "I feel the same."

At level Seventy, the elevator finally stopped. The doors opened.

Rhoam's office was white. White ceiling, white carpet, white furniture. It had no walls, only windows, giving an amazing view of the city down below and letting sunlight in from every angle. The only color in the room were the two individuals sitting on the other side of the room. One was Rhoam Bosphoramus, CEO of Guardian Enterprises. He was one of the richest men in Hyrule. He wore a suit of dark blue, sat behind his unnecessarily large white desk. Sitting in one of the white couches was a young woman. Twilight assumed it was Flora, their new princess.

"Heroes!" Rhoam exclaimed, standing up from his desk and throwing his arms wide. "Come in, come in, don't be shy!"

Everyone hesitated stepping onto the pitch white carpet with their scuffed shoes.