Identity Crisis

[replicatedcourage]

Who: Dark Link and anyone who comes across him
Where: The park
When: January 5th, dusk
Status: Open

It hurts...

Not the park bench to the face, though that had dislocated his nose and given him two black eyes, causing him to look like a raccoon until he discovered Vatheon's version of a fairy's fountain, the coral.

No, he was fine now, physically, and he was safe here, camped out under the trees, even if his sword and shield had gone missing. What hurt was something else.

She knows everything. She knows about Hyrule, and magic, and everything I don't.

He fought to put the breaks on that train of thought, terrified of what lay around the next cognitive bend. But, as trains do, his thoughts rolled irrepressibly onward.

What if she's right? What if I'm not Link?

A long pause as his whole being fought tooth and nail to keep away from the looming question.

...if she's right, then what's the point of me?

Comments

[replicatedcourage]

"My hat doesn't work..." It came out a quiet mumble, as if some foundation of Dark Link's very being came crashing down with the simple realization that his hat was just a hat.

[not_heavens_adam]

He steps a little closer, peering at the hat with curiosity.
"What's it supposed to be doing, exactly?"

Hats were just hats in L.A.

[replicatedcourage]

"There's supposed to be stuff in it! Like the ocarina or bow and arrows or... everything. Anything."

But there weren't. And that, more than anything, made him feel the least like Link. His ears drooped as low as they could go as he stared mournfully into the empty hat.

[not_heavens_adam]

Stuff in a hat? What, like a backpack? Johnny decided it was best not to question the mechanics of other worlds, certainly not with this child looking so down. He ruffled the boy's hair a bit with a smile, not really minding if it was annoying.

"Hey, if there's supposed to be things in there that aren't, we'll just get new ones, okay? Besides, could just be this place, it doesn't take kindly to magical things like hat-storage."

[replicatedcourage]

Heaving a sigh, he put his woefully empty hat back on to deter further hair-ruffling. "No, it never worked. I don't know why I always think it should. And you can't just get all new items, they're key items. But you're nice for trying to make me feel better."

He managed a small smile in return for the kind words.

[not_heavens_adam]

"I just don't like seeing people be unhappy. We'll just have to find another time to play together."

[replicatedcourage]

"Um... sure, if you want to. If I can find an instrument."

[not_heavens_adam]

He grinned as if someone had just told him he were getting a kitten. "Alright, then~!" Then he patted the kid on the shoulder and started off back towards the city.

"I'll see you around, Link~ You should go home soon~"

[replicatedcourage]

"Okay, see you. I guess I should find somewhere..."

Trailing off, he watched Johnny walk into the new-lit haze of the city lights and thought maybe that this city wasn't all bad if nice people like Johnny were in it.