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"Hello, thank you for calling Hero Send, what's your emergency?" Artemis asked, her head on her shoulder to hold the phone while she edited the online sheet of calls.
"There is a war going on between to nations about a stolen.. uh.. A bunch of stolen items. I do not care which hero you send, we are nearby lake Hylia."
"Lake Hylia.. Lake Hylia..." Artemis scanned the sheet, seeing Hero of Light the closest. "Do you happen to have a Prenium Package?"
"Yes."
"We shall be sending the Hero of Light over there momentarily. Thank you again for calling us, and we wish you luck and hope you do not die."
Spirit sighed, being once again mistaken for the Hero of Winds. AGAIN.
"Look, the Hero of Winds doesn't have freckles!" He shouted, waving his hands and pointing at his freckles. "Also the Hero of Winds can't be seasick since he is consistently out in sea!" He groaned, face palming.
"Here," He waved the info page in front of the person's eyes. "See here? Hero of Seas, out of Network Coverage, and excels in sea-based rescues. Hero of Spirits, excels in fixing things. only avaliable in New Hyrule." Boom see. You're in New Hyrule. I'm the only Hero here... on a day to day basis but I digress!" He smiled, proud of his accomplishment.
Linkle laughed gleefully as her cuccos rushed across the field. Tearing apart everything in their path.
"Thank you hero!" The minish cried, waving at the masked figure that had just stopped a lizalfos from trampling the village. Their mask represented a minish, with various colors to hide in the forest.
The hero silently nodded before hopping into the trees. Where they sat, they stared at the black scale in their hands.
Unusual. Lizalfos aren't this black. Nor do they have such blood red eyes. They mused. I better stay on watch, and should at least tell the Hero Send. Warn them at least. They thought as they pulled their hood over their head, shoving their dirty blonde hair in the hood, hiding it.
"I'm sorry, but what is that hero doing??" A man muttered as he watched the display of a hero dancing around a Hindox twice his size.
"Oh thats the Hero of Rhythm! He's always like that. He only works on festivals and holidays, so then the other heros can get a break!" A young man with curly red hair strolled up to him watching the battle.
"He has a very unique battling style.." the man commented, scratching the back of his head.
The curly red haired man nodded. "Yeah! There are rumors that he can constantly hear music. No one knows what he hears, but thats why he dances!"
(Meanwhile, Rhythm is jamming out to the Ocarina of Time's intro theme as he's battling)
The beast frowned, seeing the heroes drawing there swords.
"Well Well Well, look at this. Its the extra wannabe heroes. The ones who failed so badly that they were put into the 'off days' catagory." It scoffed at the fake heroes that stood before him. "All of you are so, pitiful. The Hero of Warriors beccame a normal hero while you are all still stuck in the second place spot. You know, I could offer you something. An exchange, perhaps." It snaped its fingers. "A deal just for you."
"No thank you." Linkle said, crossing her arms. Her cuccos swarmed around her legs, the other heros stayed far away from them as possible.
The hero of Light shook his head, signing no as he finally was able to pry his shield free and held it up.
The hero of Spirits and Rhythm also shook their heads. The pointed their swords and narrowed their eyes at it.
All that left was the Hero of Men, who was quietly listening to the entire thing. "First, what might this deal be?" they spoke in quiet voice, tilting their head in interest.
It grinned as the other heroes turned to stare at the Hero of Men.
"Well, easy. You get praise and well known throughout the world. People will regard you as true heroes, not the imposter wannabes you are now. Maybe even able to run your own buisness!" It stated, throwing the cherry on top.
"Yes, but how would you be able to get us to this status? What would the tradeoff even be?" The Hero of Men asked in a calm tone of voice.
"Well, you can leave the how to me. The trade off, well you will find out if you take it!" It spread its arms out as if going for a hug.
"Thats a bad way to run buisness. Not giving them a full opportunity to think. Besides, a trade deal both need to know what the other will give them." the Hero of Men shook their head in dissappointment. "And here I was hoping to get a better preposition. No deal I'm afraid." Drawing his sword, the other heroes blinked owlishly and turned towards the beast.
"How unfortunate. I was afraid of this happening. However, Hero of Men, if you are up to it, I can get a better deal later. However, I'm afraid all of you must go. Afterall, I can't have the pesky REAL heroes knowing about this can I?" It drew a sword with a curved dent in it, it was so sharp, that it drew the monster's blood on accident. "Really a shame. Unforuntely, your jobs aren't to protect Hyrule and whatever else you protect. Now your jobs are to be dead."
The Hero of Spirits growled angryily. "You were the one who sent the letter weren't you! Not the hero of Winds! You little.." His face scrunched in anger.
It nodded. "I see you answered it quite well. New Hyrule will look great once I'm done with it. Now all of you hold still..."
It lunged.
She really didn't want to do it. But it gave her no choice.
She wrapped her hands around her hurt heroes, she protected them. Wrapping them in a barrier strong enough to stop even the god of chaos if needed.
They were dying. The poor heroes. Her poor heroes. Dying. She had to do something. She had sent a sgnail to the Hero Send. She hoped it was enough.
Her hurt heroes were protected, but she could not help the others. She's already broken a rule.
But if worse came to worse, she would break it again.
"You are as special as them, you are no fakes. If they fall, then you will need to help this world before chaos comes for all." she whispered.
Yes, she would break rules to help her heroes.