"Prepare to be confused! This is and is not a part of my Legend of Zelda: Wind Waker fainfic. I've had this in the works for a long time now. I won't spoil the surprise for those of you who actually know my characters. Read on!" -Casey
Vean stumbled ashore and quickly ended up falling to his knees. He'd been at sea for weeks now and had readjust to the ground not swaying under his feet. He stood up and slowly began to regain his balance as he walked up the beach. He remembered now that he really should have tied his boat down, but he didn't really care if it floated away right now. It wasn't like he had to worry about it carrying away his friend Loafer anymore.
There were tall cliffs rising up in every direction and Vean begrudgingly realized that he'd have to scale them if he wanted to get up into the forests to look for water. He decided he'd walk for a while and see if he could find a less steep way up. That ended up taking an hour, but he didn't really mind it. He hadn't gotten much excersize on that little boat and it felt good to stretch his legs again. He'd been sailing the ocean for almost fourteen years now and the appeal had long since worn thin. It took a while to scale the cliff, but the shade of the trees was more than worth the effort. This place was a lot more peaceful than the last place he visited.
Just his luck, right at that thought he felt a chill run up his spine. Something was nearby and it wasn't anything pleasant.
There was a loud crash deeper into the woods and Vean rushed forward with his sword drawn. It could just be a rouge monster, but he didn't want to take the chance that someone might be in danger. He found that the source of the noise had been a fallen tree that had been cut (or possibly clawed) right in half. There was a rapid clawing sound and a blur of something moving high up in the trees. That was all he saw before he was whipped aside and then pinned to the trunk of a tree. The creature had it's claws embedded in both the tree and Vean's left shoulder. Each of the crawls was as long as a sword and long black hairy arm stretched at least seven feet. What sort of monster was this?
Vean swung his sword at the long fingers of the beast and it recoiled with a low hiss. The claws were yanked away and Vean cried out at the pain in his shoulder. The monster's face finally came into view as it charged the boy, a long black mane around a small head with glowing orange eyes. Vean ducked and rolled aside as he gripped his sword tighter in his hand. It still wasn't charged yet.
A spray of water shot through the air, knocking the long spidey creature aside and giving Vean some room to breath again. He placed both his hands on the hilt of his sword and focused his powers. There wasn't time to wonder from where the water came. The blade began to glow with a white light and he sliced it through the air, sending a swirling disc of light at the monster. There was a blinding flash of light on impact and the the monster fell limply to the ground.
Vean turned his blade on the presence he felt behind him. The spray of water had come from something and he wasn't about to drop his guard now. He found another young man like himself leaning against a fallen tree, seemingly unable to retreat from the blade pointed at his face. Water dripped down the other teenager's dark hair as he attempted to pull himself up. "How did you...?" he began to ask, but he didn't get to finished his thought. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he fell to the ground with a loud thud.
Vean sheathed his sword and quickly went to help the boy up. His pulse was weak and he looked rather pale, but other than that he didn't seem to be injured. As Vean tried to lift him up his own shoulder screamed out in pain. He was still bleeding from his earlier injury. He decided instead that the woods were as good a camping spot as any.
***
The sun had set by the time Vean's mysterious new friend began to stir, making an awful lot of noise on the bed of leaves he was wrapped atop. Vean rubbed his bandaged shoulder as he remembered the stain of getting the unconscious teenager onto that blanket.
The other boy sat up suddenly, grabbing at his forehead as if he'd gotten a bad head-rush from the action.
"Good evening," Vean said with a nod, catching his new friend's attention. "You alright?"
The other boy glanced around rapidly, trying to regain his baring in the dark. "What happened?" he asked as he finally decided to focus on Vean.
"Well," Vean began, trying to summarize what had happened in his own mind. "You picked a fight with a giant spider-squid, somehow drenched it and yourself in water, and then passed out."
It was probably better that he didn't mention the beam of light he had shot from his own sword. If the stranger had somehow missed it, there wasn't any point in drawing attention to it.
"Are you a sorcerer?" the boy asked.
So much for that plan. "Not exactly," Vean replied. "Are you?"
"Of sorts," he replied with a frown. "I'm a water mage. My name is Zared."
"Vean."
WHAT?!!?!?!?
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