#i fell in a legend of zelda hole & i cant get out

[jinmukangwrites]

(Not) Broken

"Hey, having read your answer to anons question, can you write a fic where the zora armor breaks and wild freaks out cause he broke miphas gift? And if you want maybe even add an explanation of who she was to the other links(for extra angst)? Love your fics and i cant eait for more!" -Anon

Here it is! Angst with a shot of Wild :3 I’m loving these requests I’m getting. It’s so fun to write them :D

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Wild grunted as the Lizalfols lunged it's sharp boomerang at him, just managing to block the blow with his shield. There were a whole group of them, rushing out from nowhere when Wild and the rest of the Chosen Heroes finally made it up to the East Reservoir Lake. Their original plan was to relax by the fresh cool waters before they left the Zora's Domain the next morning. Wild was going to show them the land marks and prepare a subtle lunch (he dressed in his Zora armor and everything), but the moment they finally made up the long staircase to the top of the large dam, they were met with dozens of Lizalfos making themselves at home in the water.

Monsters were getting strangely confident, and this was proof of that. Never before had these creatures, or any monsters in general, made their base in these waters. Battle instinct took over and soon, all the heroes were in a tense combat, outnumbered by strangely strong monsters.

Though, it wasn't like the battle was an actual struggle. Every single one of the heroes have defeated unimaginable evil, being outnumbered by Lizalfos was really just a pebble compared to the mountains they had faced. It just wasted energy and diminished good moods. Wild could already hear Time grumbling that they should have just moved on instead of trying to find time to take a break.

He huffed and shoved his enemy back. The Lizalfos stumbled backwards and wasn't allowed any time to recover before Wild was slashing his sword across the monsters chest. The Lizalfos gurgled as black blood began to ooze from the wound, but it wasn't down yet.

"Only four more!" Times voice rang out from behind him. Wild couldn't see anyone or anything from where he was, fighting at the edge of the blue stone dock. "Hyrule, go help Wild-" Time continued, sending out orders like a natural born leader. Although, he didn't do that very often, but Twilight once shared his thoughts on it in secret to Wild, saying the old man was the eldest of the group, it was natural he'd begin to feel like a dad with too many rowdy kids.

Wild dodged another swipe of the boomerang. He could hear footsteps coming his way, so he suspected the battle wouldn't take much longer. Maybe he could take down the Lizalfos before Hyrule came to help?

He grinned and dove forward with his sword outstretched before he stabbed downwards into the monsters leg. It howled in rage and pain, and then did something unexpected. Instead of trying to retreated like most Lizalfos did when an enemy was too close to it, it swung out it's armed hand and slashed at Wild's stomach.

He felt sharp metal tear through his armor and scratch at his stomach, tearing through a thankfully small amount of skin. The most he would need to heal it would be a few bandages maybe, but that wasn't what made his heart leap to his throat.

There was a reason he never wore the Zora armor to battle.

He stumbled backwards with pounding ears and it suddenly hurt too much to breathe. He hardly even noticed his name being called, nor Hyrule striking the Lizalfos down with a killing blow to the gut, yelling. He was too busy clawing at the hole- the hole in the armor. Blood seeped through the small wound and got on his fingers but he was too panicked to care about that. He was hyperventilating, not caring about the cold stone beneath him or the vibrations of multiple running steps getting closer to him.

There was a tear in the hundred year old fabric. His own blood was getting on the edges, staining his most precious garment. He was gasping now, hyperventilating.

You break everything! Get away from the glass!

A glare.

//Respect this blade.

Disappoinment.

Perhaps we can spend some time together?

False trust.

He breaks everything he touches. Hylia, even Hyrule was broken because of him. Now… now this very precious item was torn, little threads of animal hair and wire stuck out at odd angles. Little threads that had probably taken her so long to hand weave. Little threads that she had meant to give to him as a proposal after they had succeeded.

He's sobbing and someone is shaking him, waving their hands out in front of him. He doesn't listen. Why won't he? He never breaks down like this in front of people. He's able to easily bounce back from the toughest of situations… always.

Why is this breaking him?

Scraps of memories aren't enough to remember someone.

Someone is grabbing his hands and tearing them away from his stomach. A strangled gasp escapes his throat and he's suddenly looking into the eyes of Legend. Behind him was Twilight, looking concerned but he wasn't stepping any closer. Time also stood in his field in vision, in front of the rest of them. Hyrule was off to the side, nervously folding his arms across his chest.

"Wild, look at me," Legend said.

Wild tugged at his hands, his bloodied hands, trying to get free because they were all to close to him. He breaks everything… weapons… master sword…. relationships… trust… precious gifts….

"You need to calm down," Legend said a bit more harshly. His grip on Wild's hands did not relent. "You're hurting yourself."

"B-broken-" Wild gasped, his fingers twitched as he looked down at the tear. "Mipha…"

Goddess, why was it so hard to speak? His hands twitched again and he tugged harder against Legends restraining hold.

Time walked and kneeled next to Legend. "Let go, he needs to sign."

Legend shook his head. "He made a small scratch look like a horror scene, I'm not letting go till he calms down."

"Every-" Wild gasped, gulping in air but feeling like he wasn't taking anything in at all. "Breaks- goes… dissa- disappoint- "

He sobbed and Legend scooted closer, his gentle hold still on Wild's wrists. "You mentioned Mipha?" He said quietly, softly, calmly. Everything Wild was not. "Why did you say Mipha?"

Wild shook his head and looked back down to the hole.

Legend spoke up again. "She gave that to you?"

Wild found himself nodding, his fingers twitching, signing in the best way he could.

"She made it," Time said, watching Wild closely. His voice was sad, like he knew what that meant. To be given such a precious thing from a Zora.

He was hyperventilating again and he couldn't control it. He'd had panic attacks before… but he could usually spot them coming. He could disappear from the people around him and suffer alone. He'd never had one on front of someone, let alone a whole group of someone's.

"Wild, breathe," Legend said gently lowering their hands and placed then against his chest. "Like this: breathe."

Wild desperately clung to the deep movements of Legend, it took a few seconds for Wild to match that. With every breath, the world focused just a bit more and the stinging pain in his stomach became more apparent. Legend continued to coach him on breathing until he decided Wild was calm enough to continue.

"Tell me about Mipha," he said kindly, something so unlike him.

Wild found himself nodding. "Beautiful," he said reverently, "she… she knew me. When I was…" His moved his fingers.

"A kid," Time finished.

Wild nodded. "Fell in love. With me, I- I don't know if I- but she always healed me, even when… I was an idiot. Even now… she still does…"

He lowered his head and wiped at his tears with his shoulder.

"Shouldn't," he choked, "I break everything, she shouldn't- even her precious gift…"

"You're upset because of the armor," Legend concluded, "she made this for you, a testimony of her love, and now it has a hole."

Wild let out a sob and bent forward so his head was leaning against their hands still against Legends chest. "I break everything- always- messing up-"

"No, let's focus on the armor," Legend said, suddenly letting go of Wild's hands. He brought his own up to Wild's armor, and Wild almost flinched. He brushed his fingers around the damage and tutted. "This is what's wrong now," he said as Wild slowly drew his arms to his chest, wrapping them around himself. "If you focused on this, you can see there's a way to fix this," he said.

Wild looked up in surprise and Legend shrugged. "All I would need is a little needle and thread, then it will look good as new."

"You sew?!"

Legend ignored Fours surprised comment and looked into Wild's eyes. "There, problem solved. I can fix this easily. I grew up with a blacksmith and his family. They taught me how to make things sometimes," he continued even as Four's surprised squawking got even more loud with Wind joining in. "As for the rest of your problems, you don't break everything. Sure, a sword or two will randomly explode on you, but it's not like it's your fault. You don't break everything because Hyrule is safe now, and Zelda is back in her castle, and we're here with you. You're not broken, Link."

Wild burst into more sobs, but this time out of sheer… happiness. He never knew how much he had needed to hear those words, and while it was surprising that Legend was the one to tell him them, he was still relieved beyond belief.

His armor can be mended, and it won't be the same, but it wasn't broken. He's not broken.

Suddenly, he was in the embrace of Twilight, his mentor and best friend after Zelda herself. He let out a wet laugh and returned it. Suddenly, Wind was jumping in and Hyrule following not too long after. Four strolled over and patted Wild on the head and Time stood off to the side, smiling. Legend pushed himself to his feet and was probably about to call it a job well done, but suddenly Sky was grabbing him, Time, and Warrior and dragging them into the awkward group hug.

Wild laughed so hard he forgot the pain from the cut in his stomach, as it was replaced with aching abs.

"Someone's on my foot!" Wind suddenly gasped, triggering a sudden laugh fest from every person in the hug.

Wild loved these guys, but he was sure that if anybody came you to check on them, they would all be looking a whole lot of idiots.

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"Seriously, get off my foot..."

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