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Well hello again. Long time and no see and all of that. I wanted to thank you for baring with me while I went on a little break. I can’t guarantee that there will be a flood of updates but there should be a bit more than nothing!

I wanted to also thank you for also putting up with my sheikah OC brainrot, I love her and I am having a lot of fun writing her story and sharing with you guys. Anyways...

Here is the next chapter of Hide and Seek! It has been a long time and I hope you guys enjoy.

TW: Swearing (this is a Legend chapter)

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Magic swirled around Legend like a welcoming friend as he traveled through the crack. It was like being squashed and stretched and normally he would ride it out until Lorule but now he struggled. He could feel the pull but he resisted it and stopped his journey even though everything was screaming at him not to. He stopped the flow of magic with a sheer force of will and to his massive relief, instead of dying on the spot he found himself tumbling out of a tree of all things.

He laid spread eagle on the ground for a minute, letting his senses return to him as he did a mental once over. Nothing seemed to be missing, he had all his fingers and he guessed all his toes. They felt like they were there when he wiggled them anyway. He dared to let a smile spread across his face as he laid there. It worked, it really worked. He stood up slowly and dusted himself off as he looked around at the new landscape. There was no sound, that was the first thing that caught his attention besides the strange inverted colors. The more he stood there the more it made his skin prickle. There was no breeze either even though he could see it moving the grass. It was unnerving and it made him jittery. To think that Wild and Sky were somewhere here only made his jitters worse.

“Oh yeah, fuck this place,” He muttered to himself as he looked around, trying to figure out just where the Hell he needed to go. Nothing looked familiar, it was like some strange mess of different forests that were just shoved together in a vague approximation of Sky’s Hyrule. He swore he could see a fully grown tree growing sideways out of a rock face like it was the ground.

He put his hands on his hips and looked around and paused when he saw something distinctly man made in the distance. He smiled, kicked his heels into the dirt and sped off towards the strange structure. It was much farther than he expected and he grumbled to himself in annoyance. Out of all the things he had to deal with up to this point he was petty enough to blame Dark for living in such a strange Hell hole. It was like the damn place was growing even as he ran and he cursed, that was until he hit a suddenly large pond. Well it was more of a lake, but a very shallow one. It reflected his face as he looked down. “What the fuck? Why?” He asked no one as he frowned at the mud caking his shoes. “What an asshole,” He snarled, he knew Dark probably didn’t have a choice but fuck it, it’s his fault he’s here. He continued to grumble as he looked around and tried to get his bearings in the sudden scene change. The forest or whatever it was, was way far away, off into the distance. What laid before him now was the giant puddle and… He squinted, was that a fucking dead tree? His breath caught, remembering what Time had described. A creepy looking tree in the center of a lake.

“Holy shit, this is it,” He whispered to himself, excitement started to bubble in him. He couldn’t believe it. He looked around, the castle in the distance as far off still but it was a place to start at any rate. He ran over to it intent on examining it closer, it was a dead tree alright. It’s limbs twisted and dried even as it was surrounded by water. He hummed and started to walk around it and startled when he walked behind the tree to the other side and suddenly the castle that was so far off in the distance was right in front of him. Legend stopped dead, looked at the tree and slowly retraced his steps. When he got back to the opposite side the castle was once again out in the far distance. He repeated the same action a few times. It was curious, he wondered if he tried to run at the castle from the side where it was still far off would it continue to stay in the distance. He hated to admit it, but it was clever. If he had been more of one track mind he would have been running forever. “Clever, but not clever enough,” He said and made to step closer to the castle only to have it shoot back into the distance when he moved away from the tree. He stopped quietly, impressed.

“Well you little shit,” He muttered and stepped back towards the tree making the castle appear in front of him yet again. He took a few experimental steps forward, testing how far he could go without it disappearing. By his guess it was about five feet before the castle leapt away from him. He tilted his head, considering his options of which were few. If he had his claw shot he could just clamp onto the damn thing and probably make it. As it was though he had his boots, a sword, and a long run up. He looked behind himself and sighed. Time for some trial and error.

As it was, it took way more errors than he cared to admit. First the run up was too short and the castle leapt away before he got close. The second and third attempts had him sprinting too long and once again missing that illusive sweet spot he needed. In truth he didn’t know if his crazy plan would even work, but it was all he got and given his most recent track record it couldn’t hurt to try. At least it was on theme.

What was even more frustrating was that even when he felt his fingers brush against the walls of the castle it still shot back out of reach, neglecting to take him with. He had stopped then, out of breath and angry at the new turn of events. Proximity wasn’t enough. Because of course not, why would that work. He let out a groan, hands on his knees and thought.

“I swear to Hylia I am never leaving my shit behind again,” he muttered to himself and straightened. It was like the tacky facade of the castle was laughing at him, taunting. Bastard. He cracked his neck, and leaned against the tree once again considering. He started scanning the walls, eyes flicking from vines to metal accents and back again.

He tried for the vines first, they were going to be the easiest things to get to and there were a lot to choose from. The first few attempts were disappointing. Either he missed or misjudged the jump. When he finally did grab one and felt himself being pulled with the castle but it broke off and he tumbled into the water.

“I fucking hate, I hate this place, I hate this castle, I hate these fucking vines,” He raged as he got back up, now completely soaked and fingers raw. He threw the vine away and pressed his fists to his eyes. The temptation to stop was strong, and he almost considered it on his long trek back to the tree. He could always go back to the others, tell him what he had found and hoped the old man would let him gear up and come back. But even as he thought it he knew it would never happen. He knew they wouldn’t let him out of their sight and he knew it would just be throwing all his progress out the window. There were other, hopefully sturdier options he had yet to try. Metal brackets that held torches failed, as well as other smaller and easier to grab bars that lined some of the smaller windows. Each failure had him raging more and more and he had to stop himself from having a meltdown. It was useless, utterly foolish and useless and he hated the idea that this whole thing had been for nothing. Blocked by a stupid ward that would have been easier if he just had his damn tools.

He took a deep breath, slumped against the tree once again and glowered. Puzzles, damn puzzles and no way to solve it. Brute force was his only option and even that was failing.

“When I get in there, I am going to break every curtain rod I find.” He said to no one. The thought made him chuckle. “Good luck replacing those, I bet you have loads of options in this fucking Hell,” He said the chuckle was turning into a laugh and he felt himself feeling better. Petty revenge, what a better balm for the frustrated soul, he thought as he pulled himself away from the twisted tree. His eyes searched for more hand holds on the lower level that he was aiming for but found nothing promising. His eyes drifted up and spotted a barred window. It looked fairly sturdy with the way they were sunk into the wall, if a bit higher than what he wanted.

“Gonna break all the pots too, I know you have some in there,” He said as he started to back away. The castle disappeared, but he kept moving, keeping his eye trained on where the window would be. When he thought he was far enough away he took a deep breath, hopped from foot to foot and shook out his hands. Worse comes to worse it wouldn’t work and he could just try yet again. “Say goodbye to your curtain rods,” He muttered and kicked off. His boot whirred to life and he pushed as much magic as he dared into his boots. The tree quickly approached and he threw out his hands and leapt. He soared through the air, the castle appeared and loomed ahead of him and he slammed into the window and held fast. There was a pull, a jerk, and he felt like he was being stretched thin from the force of the movement. He clamped down as hard as he could, felt his stomach hit his boots even as his head swirled with the magic that battered around him. It was like it was trying to shake him off, but still he held on until finally the castle came to a sudden halt. He slammed hard into the hard stone. So hard he swore he felt his insides slam into his spine. He groaned, dazed and felt himself fall away from the window and back into the water. The cold water helped. It cleared his vision somewhat at the very least, though he still took his time to breathe and sit up. He felt like one big bruise, but other than that he was mostly intact. He slowly, painfully got to his feet, staggering and had to put his hand on the castle to steady himself. “Yep, gonna break all your things, and then kick your ass,” He wheezed and straightened the best he could and looked back. He couldn’t see the tree any more, couldn’t see anything actually. It was all just… Water… Water as far as his eyes could see. He hummed a bit, not sure what that could mean for him, let alone Sky and Wild. He turned his attention back to the new problem at hand, getting inside. He slowly made his way around the front of the massive beast of the castle walls. It wasn’t long until he found pay dirt in the form of a gap. It was too thin for him to squeeze through but not too thin for a painting.

He cracked his knuckles and carefully funneled some magic into his bracelet. He could feel it hum to life and he pressed his hand to the wall. Just like back in the glade he felt himself compress flat, felt his breath leave him in a rush. He made his way through the crack and appeared on the inside of the castle, popping out from the wall and took a shuddering breath, careful to keep it quiet just in case something was lurking around.

If the outside looked massive it didn’t hold a candle to what the inside looked like. He was in a large room with hallways that spread out in a maze. How anyone was supposed to find their way in this place he had no idea. Though he supposes that is the point.

“How irritating,” he muttered unhappily and looked down each hallway. Each one was made in a different style. He recognized what looked like the main hall from his own time and he started down it. It was as good a place as any to start.

He didn’t know how long he wandered down seemingly endless corridor after corridor, taking great pains to stick close to walls and shadows as he went. He didn’t know why Dark hadn’ noticed him yet, it seemed like something that should have happened long before now. He tested doors as he went but found all of them locked. That is until he turned down a particularly eerie looking hallway and a very interesting black stone door. He didn’t expect the door knob to turn, none of the others had so his breath caught in his chest when to his amazement there was a click. He slowly poked his head into the door and grimaced at the sparse room. It was all black on the inside, a strange stone that shimmered menacingly. But what really caught his attention was the oversized bed in the center, and what looked like a person lying on the overly stuffed cushioning. “Sky?” The word passed by his lips before he remembered to stay silent. He moved into the room properly, closing the door silently behind him and padded over to the bed. Sky looked as pale as a ghost against the red sheets and his now black tunic. He went to reach out a hand, brush his fingers through Sky’s hair as he slept, if only to prove that he was actually here. Sky let out a groan before his hand could make contact and Legend was acutely aware that he might very well still be under Dark’s control. His eyes were struggling to open and he looked around frantically for a place to hide. He didn’t want to be seen, not yet, or at all if he could help it. He scrambled quickly under the monstrous bed, keeping his breathing as quiet as possible. He could hear Sky above him starting to shift, settle for a moment only to start moving again. His heart clenched when he heard a sharp intake of breath and a whimper. He was hurt. Legend felt his fingers curl on the floor in front of him and he grit his teeth, forcing himself to stay where he was. There was more movement albeit slower, clearly pained and struggling. The springs on the bed creaked and he heard a breathless gasping.

“Come on Sky, you gotta get moving, you can do this,” He heard Sky whisper, clearly struggling just to move. He couldn’t stay under the bed, it was too much, he had to do something. He dug in his cloak, pulling out the tin and as quickly and quietly as he could pulled himself out from under the bed and placed it on the table with a soft clink. He dropped back down to the floor, shoving himself back under the bed and waited, breathless.

All sound stopped, the air went heavy and for a moment he swore he had been caught. Slow movement, a suppressed sound of pain and he could see Sky’s hand appear over the side of the bed and grabbed at the tin. Another pause and he swore Sky could hear his heart beating, Legend was sure of it. Then the sound of the lid of the tin being pulled away, followed by another tense pause. “Hello? What is this… What on Earth… How?” Sky’s voice was just barely above a whisper, but even that was enough to have him nearly shooting out from underneath the bed just from the stress alone. He took a few calming breaths, or at least he tried given his want of being unseen. As it was he felt like he could barely draw any breath to keep his head from spinning. Just hearing Sky’s voice after what felt like ages made him want to forgo his plans of simply observing but he already knew he was pushing his luck. There was another pause, shorter this time but still long enough to have him squirming.

“Am I about to be struck by lightning or something?” Sky said and the pure confusion and bafflement in his voice coupled with the insane question almost forced a snort out of Legend. He clamped a hand around his mouth to stifle any noise and continued to wait. He severely hoped Sky could get the damn bottle out of the tin, it had been a very tight squeeze and from what he heard from above him it sounded like he was struggling just to sit up.

What proceeded was a lot of frustrated noises and the sound of his tin being battled to release the bottle. He would have laughed if he wasn’t on the edge of his seat. He heard the tin give a final muffled groan and pop. Sky must have gotten the bottle out of the tin, that was good. There was a long pause as Legend assumed that he drank the potion judging by the sigh of relief he heard.

After a moment he heard a soft click as the tin was replaced delicately on the side table before a hand reached down and grabbed boots off of the floor. He felt his breath catch at just how close Sky’s hand had gotten to him. Not too long after he was graced with those same boots hitting the floor just in front of his face. It was almost painful to see how hesitant he was to move away from his place by the bed. Even worse when Sky finally reached the door and opened it. He seemed surprised and Legend felt himself boiling. He knew logically that Dark must have had him locked away at some point, but still it angered him.

As soon as Sky left the room he was scrambling his way out from under the bed and grabbing his tin back from the side table. He was about to leave when he paused and looked behind him at the gigantic bed. He grabbed his sword with a smile and in a few deft movements slashed the curtains to shreds and sliced the various poles in half. His petty revenge done for now he stowed his sword away and padded quietly after Sky, keeping to the shadows as he did so. He just managed to see a flash of his black tunic round a corner and he followed quickly, not wanting to lose him in the mess of halls.

Turn after endless turn had him grinding his teeth in frustration at how large this damn castle was. It was endlessly frustrating and he struggled to stay quiet and keep his patience as he followed. He rounded one turn and cursed coming way too close to Sky for his comfort. Sky was stopped at what looked like a giant set of doors. Curiosity beat out his caution and he moved closer to see what had Sky’s full attention. Carefully, still shrouded in shadow he looked through the crack at the door’s edge and saw... Well he didn’t know what exactly besides roiling coils of shadows and a fancy looking table with chairs around it. There was food on the table, he shot a glance at Sky and moved just a bit closer. Then he could see it, what had Sky so enraptured, it was Wild sitting in one of the chairs that lined the table. Something large with glowing eyes loomed over top of him, it had large lamp like eyes and he could see shadows curling up and around him, twisting through his golden hair, keeping his head tilted back. Legend watched in horror as Wild gave a jerk in his seat and from the corner of his eye he saw Sky recoil and grab what looked like a small knife from his boot.

He bit his lip, no he wouldn’t be that foolish. He was proven otherwise however as he saw a determined look cross Sky’s face. Nope, he couldn’t let Sky do something this stupid, he could see that he was about to rush in, knife swinging and more than likely get beat down by whatever the fuck that thing was. He made his way from around the door as Sky tossed the knife in the air and caught it and started in the room. Before he could think better on it he grabbed Sky’s arm and yanked him back before he could do something stupid and possibly get them both caught. He heard Sky suck in a breath and he clamped his hand around his mouth as he moved them back into the hallway. Sky started to lash out with his knife and Legend struggled to avoid being sliced as they moved. He cursed a quiet streak and bent down to get closer to Sky’s ear. “Fucking stop, stop you bird brain,” He hissed and it was like he cast a spell. Sky’s knife wielding hand froze and he stumbled along with him as he moved them further down the hall and hopefully out of ear shot of whatever the fuck that thing was. “Legend?” Sky breathed once he let go of him. Sky’s eyes were wide and obviously confused but to Legend’s massive relief it seemed it was only Sky in his eyes, nothing of the dark magic that had controlled him back at the spring. He rubbed his face and paced around a bit, this was not what he had planned at all when he came in here.

“We have to go save Wild, Dark is torturing him!” Sky said and he made to turn to run back but Legend grabbed his arm and hauled him back. “Don’t be stupid, there isn’t anything we can do,” He said, hating how true it was.

“But we can’t,” Sky started but Legend only shook his head harder, refusing to let him go.

“We have to, I don’t like it either but it’s just us and we are basically powerless here. I have next to no weapons, you drank my red potion, and I don’t know if you realize this but you are also still a wild card.” He said and had to look away from the scornful look Sky gave him. “It was a huge risk showing myself to you Sky, I don’t know when or if you are going to…” He trailed off, finally letting go of Sky and pacing away. Saying all of it out loud only proved to him how far up shit’s creek he actually was. “Why and how are you even here?” Sky hissed, still clearly angry but Legend wasn’t sure if he was angry at him or at the current situation. He turned back to face Sky and raised his wrist showing off his bracelet that glinted in the torch light.

“I got here using this, I can slip through the cracks between worlds with it and that is how I got here,” He said simply and watched as Sky eyed his bracelet with curiosity.

“As for why, I needed to do something. I couldn’t just sit at camp twiddling my thumbs, I was going mad. We have been taking too many hits, being toyed with too much. We need information, we need you two back but, I don’t know how to do that,” He admitted sourly and let his arm drop to his side. Sky was eerily silent through his whole tirade and Legend watched as he looked at the floor, considering. “You’re right that you can’t trust me. But for now I am on your side and I want to help.” He started and Legend gave him a soft sigh. “Thanks, to be honest I don’t know what this place is, it is clearly Dark’s world but I would have thought he would have been… I don’t know, more aware that I was here,” Legend said, putting his hands on his hips and looking around the dark corridor. Sky nodded along with him as he too looked around. “I agree, normally he knows everything that I am doing. Or failing that he shoves me a locked room or this last time chained me up with no way to get free. I definitely would have been feeling his slimy thoughts pressing on me at the very least, but nothing.” He said and started to walk around. Legend raised an eyebrow. “Maybe he is spreading himself too thin? He can’t fuck with us and keep you under control and do whatever he is doing to Wild at the same time, it must be too much to focus on,” Legend said and shot a look down the hall from where they had just come. “So then what does that mean for us?” Sky asked and Legend looked at him. “I say it’s time for some recon, look for weapons, information maybe even a way out of this hell hole,” He said with a smile. “But I don’t even know where anything is, I haven’t seen much of anything since I’ve been here. Most of my time was either in a dark room or hunting Wild,” Sky said softly and Legend could hear the guilt in his voice. “Hey, none of that is your fault okay?” He said walking over to Sky and grasping his shoulder with his calloused hand. Sky gave him a small nod and winced.

“What’s wrong?” he asked and Sky held up a finger, his eyes closing as he breathed through his nose.

“Headache, I think whatever Dark is doing with Wild is coming to an end for the day,” He said and gave Legend a terrified look. “I don’t want to be a puppet anymore Legend, please,” He begged and Legend could only bite his lip. His heart broke seeing Sky like this. Sky made another pained noise and gripped his head and shivered. Legend looked around desperately for, hell he didn’t know what but he looked anyway. “Fucking hell,” He cursed and grabbed Sky’s shoulders forcing his eyes to meet his own. They looked panicked and scared, but he toughened his resolve and he gave the best smile he could manage.

“Listen to me Sky, you are going to be alright. I will be here even if you can’t see me and with any luck since Dark doesn’t know I’m here I shouldn’t be caught,” He said quickly and looked down the hallway once again. “But he can see my thoughts, Legend,” He groaned and that had Legend biting his lip. “But he won’t be looking for any signs of me, it will be okay,” He said and he hoped by the grace of the Goddess that he was correct. Sky let out a little moan and sank to his knees and Legend followed him down, keeping close. Something like a determined growl left Sky and Legend watched as he dug in one of his pouches and pulled out what looked like a bracelet with a strange looking beetle attached to it. He was shoving it onto Legend’s hands before he knew what was happening and gave him a stern look. “This is my beetle, it can scout things out for you if you can’t leave the shadows and grab things you wouldn’t normally be able to reach,” Sky said and groaned as he clutched his head. Legend barely had time to stow it away in one of his pockets before Sky was getting to his feet. Gone was the panic and pain and in its place was a steely determination. Legend scrambled to his feet as well and looked to Sky who was looking down the hall and to the hallway behind him, already considering the shadows to hide in. “Do not try to interfere Legend, please. No matter what you see okay?” Sky said without looking at him and he started his way back towards the dining hall. Legend didn’t respond but he already knew that was going to be a tough ask. He found himself grinding his teeth but he followed behind as close as he dared. He studied Sky’s ridged form as he walked, something about it was odd to him and it wasn’t until they rounded the corner that he understood why. Sky didn’t have his sail cloth. It made him angry in a way he hadn’t expected. He knew it was Dark’s doing, but he didn’t know what he had done with it, maybe he could get it back. But that would have to wait, he could see shadows boiling out from the doors of the dining hall and he could feel his palms starting to sweat.

He pressed closer to the wall and moved so he was partially covered by a door. Sky looked at the shadows with a dull expression, his arm hung down at his side and he looked as docile as a cat. The shadows pooled like a chuchu outside of the door and slowly pulled itself upwards and formed into a familiar shape. “Oh I think I’m going to have a lot of fun with that one,” Dark said as he tilted his head and cracked his neck. He put his hands on his hips, and that simple motion somehow looked like an eerie parody. “I see you are… Having fun,” Sky said and Legend could hear the strain in his voice. There was a very obvious hesitance as well, like he didn’t know what he could say that wouldn’t set off the fiend in front of him. Dark only hummed, his shadows licking around his feet as he cast his eyes back towards the dining hall. “I would have had more fun if the bastard would have opened that damn slate of his,” He grumbled and Legend felt his blood boiling. The tone was entirely too casual, it was like the fucker was discussing the weather. He watched as Sky’s hands gave a twitch and felt as his eyes passed over him as he scanned the hall lazily.

“Not as easy as you thought huh?” Sky said and Legend felt as though he were poking the bear on purpose. He didn’t understand why though, why would he want to get himself into trouble? “Someone is feeling defiant again,” Dark sighed and stepped forwards menacingly. Legend had to stuff his angry growl down and practically cling to the wall to keep himself out of view. When Dark got close enough to Sky he eyed him up and down considering.

“You know, maybe it’s not defiance I’m seeing,” He purred and Sky still looked unfazed. His eyes were distant and his breathing was disconcertingly slow and deep. Legend wondered if he were in some sort of trance.

“I know, you must be jealous. Maybe even a bit lonely. You poor thing,” Dark said and that got Sky’s jaw to tighten. Legend was right behind him, he wanted nothing more than to just strike the thing down now. Suddenly Sky let out a cry of agony and crumpled to the ground, his hands covering his ears as if there was a loud noise. Legend felt himself judder forwards, ready to leap in but remembered his earlier promise. Biting down hard on his lip he stayed his hand.

“I say we get you some friends then. How about that?” He asked in a sing-song voice and Sky curled tighter on himself. Legend could just make out a low groan of misery and his hand clawed at the ground in front of him.

“I know a couple of them aren’t doing well right now,” Dark continued to muse as he walked around Sky. Every now and then he would click his fingers and pull another howl out of Sky as he writhed on the ground.

“The traveler would be fun. He is barely alive as it is so it wouldn’t be hard.” He paused in his musings and added, “it would also piss off that foolish veteran, and that is endlessly entertaining.” He said with a laugh and Legend swore he saw red. He didn’t know how he kept himself still, how he didn’t say a word at the taunt. He knew he promised but he would be damned if he didn’t want to kill Dark now and call it done.

“But you know the Wolf would be even better, our little Wild child in there adores that one,” He said, his voice high and excited like he was discussing what kind of dessert he wanted.

“You know what, you can come with me!” Dark said and clapped his hands in excitement.

“You could pick and then we can laugh and make it a party, how does that sound?” He asked and knelt down next to Sky. Whatever he had been doing to him had finally let up and Sky was left curled on his side, one hand clamped down over his ear while the other was clawed in the carpet. “I hate… You” Sky breathed out and Dark shook his head and patted his shoulder.

“That was mean, but you know what I forgive you,” Dark said as he stood up straight and kicked out. His foot connected with Sky’s shoulder, sending him flipping onto his stomach.

“Get to your feet sky child, or do I have to spend more time with your little friend?” He asked and Legend wanted nothing more than step in. Sky sucked in a shuddering breath and pulled himself on to his feet.

“That’s what I thought.” He said and moved in closer. Dark’s hand fisted in Sky’s tunic. He tried to squirm but a hissed threat that Legend couldn’t exactly make out had him stop his feeble struggling.

“Let’s go and get some friends huh?” Dark asked and with a sickly sweet voice that made Legend’s skin crawl. Sky didn’t make a sound, but Legend could see that he wanted to in the set of shoulders. Dark took that as a confirmation and he snapped his fingers. Legend could feel a sickly magic pour over him. It made his stomach flip and churn and he nearly toppled over with how powerful it was. There was a sound of a chime or maybe a bell and just as quickly as it started it stopped. He felt like the air had been punched out of him and he leaned against the wall to catch his breath.

“Holy sweet Hylia” He breathed when he finally got his breath back, and he looked around the door. They were gone and he really didn’t know how Sky could stand the feeling of being suddenly portaled away. He remembered what it was like when he had traveled with Wild’s sheikah slate and somehow he knew that whatever Dark was doing had to be much worse.

He shook himself from his thoughts and darted out from behind the door. He was alone for now and it was time to take full advantage. He poked his head in the dining hall and looked around before he deemed it safe enough to go inside. He looked over and saw what must be Wild slumped forward in one of the chairs and he made his way over to him, careful not to touch anything as he did so.

Wild was breathing very heavily like he just got done fighting a horde of monsters and Legend could see that he was shaking as well. Legend lifted his head and looked over Wild’s shoulder and spotted Wild’s own sheikah slate sitting in front of him. He took another step closer and looked down to see that Wild was bound to the chair with what looked like vines, but they were carved out of wood. Wild’s arms and hands were freed however but he kept his fingers clamped around the arms of the chair. He was scared to look at Wild’s face. If he was awake and Wild saw him he wouldn’t know what that could do to Wild’s psyche. Especially since he wouldn’t be able to release him, not if he wanted to stay in the shadows and observe and not tip off Dark that he was here.

He felt thoroughly stuck. His feet felt rooted to the floor with indecision. He looked to the doors once again, more than tempted to slip out unseen. Content with the knowledge that Wild was still breathing but a hitching breath stole away his own. His eyes snapped back to Wild and he heard him continue to draw in more half choked breaths.

“A family,” Wild whispered and Legend heard the half choked sob that was there. Wild continued to take in weak and shuddering breaths and Legend realized that he was trying to soothe himself. He felt his hand reach out, horror and the blind need to comfort making him want to act.

Wild let out a strangled cry and swiped his arm across the table, sending his slate flying off of the table to clatter onto the floor in front of him. He looked down at it for a moment before letting his hand drop. He couldn’t even pick up the slate, knowing full well that Dark would realize something was amiss. He wanted to rage, so close but still too far to do anything of use except watch. Wild seemed to calm though, or something close to it. He settled back against the high back of the chair and simply went still. Legend sorely wished he could walk around and see him, check on him but as it was he wasn’t sure what would happen. It was clear that Dark had been doing something involving memories. No. The risk was too big, if Dark could show old memories then there was an equal opportunity that he could search through new ones. He made a promise to Wild that he would be back, to keep him safe the best he could. He sighed and looked back to the doors before heading back out into the halls to look around and hopefully find a crack that he could use to get back to the others. This whole situation was simply too big for him to do alone and basically weaponless.

“I’ll get you out of this kid,” he muttered and felt a new purpose enter his step as he started down the hall.

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