Note: This is a story I wrote for a friend and it will also be in her gallery. She has my permission to have it there so, in case anyone asks, she did not steal it. Thanks and enjoy!
None of the three women had to do much thinking to figure out that things hadn’t gone according to plan. All three of them were sitting together, tied up and gagged and surrounded by a circle of... creatures that guarded them.
Each woman had been tied individually and with three different gags as the creatures determined which of them would make the most noise and potentially alert any rescuers. In turn, they were also tied to each other back to back to back by very thick ropes to keep them in place and near each other. To further hinder escape, no knots were left in reach on any of their bindings.
Elyn, a tall, thin woman with pale skin, short yet thick orange hair and soft red eyes was actually enjoying the experience. She wore her battlemage outfit as the three of them were on patrol out in the forest and suddenly found themselves transported to this strange other world through a shimmering rift between the trees.
Elyn’s outfit consisted of a ‘shirt’ that covered the bare minimum of her upper chest. It was bright red and made of a comfortable satin. Her extremely short shorts showed off her trim, toned legs and were coloured half red and half black with red floral trim on one leg. She also wore flat, red shoes to complete the outfit along with her black arm bracers.
She, like the other two women beside her, was tied up with thick rope with her wrists bound and crossed behind her back. The rope wrapped around her lower legs in a thick coil from her ankles to just below her knees. More rope bound her legs from above the knees to about halfway up her thighs. Her arms were bound with yet more rope that wound its way from her waist, winding around her chest and stopping just below her breasts. A final thick wrapping of rope wound its way above her breasts to just below her shoulders, framing her chest perfectly. All three women were bound in this identical manner.
Elyn, however, had been gagged with a rough cloth stuffed in her mouth and another tied tightly around her mouth, keeping her moans and squeals completely silent. Of course, Elyn loved to be tied up so, not only was she making no effort to escape, but she was having a great time doing it.
The woman tied to Elyn’s left also rather enjoyed being tied up and was having more fun than she let on. Still, having been captured by these odd, red creatures with pig noses led by some mysterious woman was not exactly her idea of fun.
The brown haired woman was named Celia. Her hair was long, thick, and shined in the sunlight. She watched the creatures warily from behind sharp blue eyes and did her best to struggle out of her tight bondage. It was to no avail, however, and part of her didn’t want to escape anyway.
Celia wore a brown, long-sleeved shirt that was cropped at the bottom and bore her midriff. Her tight, leather pants matched in colour but her fingerless gloves and light shoes were both black. She struggling some more and even tested her gag but she was kept very quiet by the thick rag pulled between her teeth. It had been knotted in the middle and the knot in the rag filled her mouth when one of the creatures tied it off behind her head.
The third woman of the group struggled the hardest and growled into her stifling gag. She was tall and quite muscular, though still thin like the other two. Her name was Meryn and she was no stranger to being captured, though she hated the feeling. Meryn was a crime fighter and also quite used to winning battles rather than losing them. Her bright red hair was kept in a short, neat bob and she glared at their strange captors with shining, gold coloured eyes.
Meryn wore her usual crime fighting outfit, a rather elegant yellow dress with a skirt that reached her knees, though that was riding up from the ropes at the moment and exposing her shapely, muscular legs. The dress had no sleeves and Meryn’s toned biceps flexed with each of her fruitless struggles. Her yellow, leather boots squeaked as she fought the ropes on her legs and the black and yellow bracers she wore on her wrists didn’t help her break free of the rope tightly binding her wrists either.
Having been constantly growling and screaming into her original gag and making all sorts of noise, the creatures opted to gag Meryn again. Originally she had been gagged like Elyn but the creatures tied a third cloth tight over Meryn’s mouth and nose to further silence her.
Thoroughly bound and silenced by their gags, none of the three women could call for help and get any of the many people they had seen to save them. What the three of them had stumbled upon while walking in the woods and travelling through that strange rift between the trees was a battlefield.
Thousands of people and creatures waged a war across the massive plain before them, battling for possession of various forts and castle keeps that dotted the battlefield. Armoured men and women battled the same type of creatures that had been ordered to capture the three women. The creatures were red and had big, floppy ears and pig snouts.
While they were hiding and listening to the human combatants one of them, a tall, armoured woman with white hair and piercing red eyes, had called them ‘bokoblins.’
Meryn though back to the woman she saw and realized that she had been faring very well in battle. She was fast and wielded her massive, two-handed sword like it weighed nothing at all. The woman cut down hundreds of the bokoblins in her path, laying waste to entire encampments of them. How she wished the woman was here to slaughter the encampment they had been brought to.
All three of them then reflected on how their capture had happened. They were staring at first at not only the impressive white-haired woman but two other warriors as well.
One of them was a regal woman with bright blue eyes and gorgeous blonde hair. She wore a short battle dress that made her look like, well, a princess. The pointed crown on top of her head, not to mention the rapier she used were dead giveaways of her station. The princess fought as elegantly as she looked and cut down as many of the bokoblins as the white-haired woman.
The third person they saw was a man who had never once spoken. He remained resolute and silent, simply nodding to his allies or shouting when he leapt into battle. The young man was an impressive sight with his one handed sword and shield. He was dressed in a green tunic and leather boots, with one shoulder guarded by plate armour and a blue scarf trailing behind him. He was fast and strong, glaring at the enemy with ferocious blue eyes; the wind tossing his shaggy, blonde mane.
It was no surprise, then, when they saw the enemy commander totally fixated on him. The enemy commander was a tall, voluptuous woman with her face concealed behind a pointed, bird-like mask. She wore a strange, purple hat with two points that met the mask where a red jewel sat situated right on her forehead.
The woman’s ‘armour’ was anything but. She didn’t seem like she really needed physical protection, however, as they quickly discerned that she was a powerful sorceress. She wore gilded jewellery on one bare arm, a bracelet and an armlet on her bicep which were attached by golden chains. Her other arm was covered by a sort of half sleeve coloured a dark purple with golden pinstripes running the length of it.
Her right leg matched this but there was just one pant leg stretching the length of her shapely leg. The other leg was bare, marked by ornate, red tattoos and a sort of bracelet halfway up her thigh.
All of this complicated dress met in the middle where a corset covered her breasts but the neckline plunged startlingly and exposed a good deal of her stomach. The woman seemed to dress in a deliberate manner as though to tempt the young man who fought against her and her minions. But she didn’t seem to be having any luck.
The battle was going well for the side Meryn remembered being called the ‘Hylian Army’ or something like that. The mysterious sorceress, however, had other plans.
“So they think they can defeat my army, do they? Perhaps its time I paid my captives a visit.”
All three women struggled in their bonds when the sorceress approached. The strange creatures scattered as she approached, taking up a wider circle around the captives and their commander. She leaned down close to Elyn’s face first.
“Such pretty girls,” she said. “What were you thinking? Siding with Zelda’s army will be something you come to regret.”
“Mmmph,” Elyn said, shrugging. In truth, none of them had any chance to join the battle. A few of the creatures attacked them and they fought back before some powerful spell forced them to drop their weapons and made them all feel weak. That was when the creatures tied them up and dragged them back to their camp. They had no idea which side they were supposedly ‘joining.’
The sorceress moved on to Celia next, leaning down close to her face. “Perhaps a little persuasion will get dear Zelda and... him... to listen to me.” She said ‘him’ with a sort of lustful reverence, obviously referring to the impressive young man in green.
“Hmmmph?” Celia said, wondering what the sorceress was about to do. She was afraid to find out.
Making one final stop in Meryn’s face, the gold-eyed warrior glared and snarled at the woman behind her gag, struggling with her bonds furiously.
“You’ve got fire in you,” the woman said. “But it will do you no good. There is no escape for you, my hostages.”
Meryn stopped struggling for a moment. She saw the young man in green approaching from behind the sorceress, cutting down bokoblins in his way. He spotted the three captive women and charged to their rescue, not knowing what the sorceress was planning. Meryn realized what she was about to do.
As though sensing his presence, the sorceress raised her hands to the sky and dark clouds blotted out the sunlight. Purple energy arced and crackled in the sky above. Power radiated from the clouds and purple lightning struck the ground all around them. The young man in green stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowing at the sorceress.
The sorceress turned around to face the young man, still holding her hands in the air.
“Link...” she said, her voice shaking a bit. “You will lay down your arms. You and Zelda will cease the battle or else I will turn these hostages to ash before your very eyes.”
“Hmmmph!?” Celia squealed into her gag. She was not having fun anymore.
“Mmmmph!” Elyn squirmed a bit in her bonds, trying to sound distressed. In truth, she found the threat of danger even more exciting.
“Mmmp mmmmph! Mmrrggh! Mmmph!” Meryn fought her ropes wildly, trying to free herself, but it was no use. She warily watched the sky and could only hope that she wasn’t about to be struck to ashes. Still, she didn’t want the young man to lay down his arms. Meryn didn’t realize what all the fighting was about but she knew which side needed to win. There was no way the sorceress’ intentions were pure. That and the soldiers and warriors on the other side of the battle didn’t attack them without reason. It was obvious which side was in the right here.
Still, it impressed her that the young man stood up straight and dropped his sword and shield on the ground. He didn’t even know the three women yet he was willing to surrender rather than see them harmed. In all of her crime fighting days, Meryn knew that such selflessness was rare. Whoever this man was, who the sorceress had called Link, he was a courageous man indeed.
“Very good. Now, tell your allies to do the same.”
A ball of light floated out from behind the young man and flapped tiny wings in fury at the sorceress. It looked to Meryn like a... fairy?
“We will never surrender! Come on, Link! We can save those girls!”
Link shook his head and gestured toward the women and then pointed at the sky. The fairy seemed to get the message.
“But Link... we can’t just.. give up.”
Link simply stared at the fairy with pleading eyes.
“But you’re right. We can’t let them get hurt.”
Link nodded his agreement and then turned his gaze back to the sorceress.
“Well? What are you waiting for? Tell them to surrender!”
“Don’t think so,” a stern, calm voice said from behind her. The sorceress whirled around.
“Who dares to- what!? Impa!?”
The white-haired woman had snuck in without being heard and slaughtered the bokoblins guarding her captives. Even the three women didn’t see her do it. She brandished her mighty sword in both hands and stepped closer to the sorceress. “It’s over, Cia. Give up now. You’re surrounded.”
“It’s never over! I will strike these women down if you do not yield to me.”
“No. You won’t.” Another woman’s voice called to the sorceress, Cia, from somewhere behind her. Cia whirled around again and noticed the princess standing beside Link. She drew her rapier and pointed it to the sky. A mark of three triangles glowed brightly from her hand, the left triangle glowing brightest, and the clouds above began to dissipate.
“No! How!?”
“I have far more power than you realize, Cia. Now, release those women and give yourself up. There is nothing left to be won for you here today,” Zelda said.
“Curse you, Zelda! Hyrule will be mine!”
“Hyrule will never be yours. I will not allow it. Release the captives and I may yet spare you.”
“Fine! You win this day, Zelda, but our war is not over as long as there is breath in my body!”
Cia shouted to the sky and a glowing portal appeared behind her. She stepped through it, the portal closed, and she was gone.
The clouds above disappeared and the sun shone down on the field once more. Zelda and Impa approached the three bound and gagged women while Link retrieved his weapons.
“Are you all right?” Zelda asked, removing Meryn’s gag.
“We are unharmed,” Meryn said. “I can say that, at least.”
“Still, it must have been a frightening ordeal for you three. I am sorry we couldn’t get here sooner.”
“No need to be sorry. Thanks for the save. As much as I hate to admit it, we needed it.”
Zelda smiled warmly. “You are quite welcome. Now, would you mind explaining who you are and how came to be here in Hyrule? I haven’t seen any of your faces before.”
“Maybe untie me and I can try to explain,” Meryn said.
“Of course. Impa, could you help me with these ropes?”
“At once, Princess,” Impa said.
Impa and Zelda set to work untying the many ropes binding the three women. Link quickly rejoined the group and helped removed the ropes, flashing a friendly smile to the three of them before returning to his work and concentrating hard on one difficult knot.
Elyn found him rather charming for having not said a word. He stuck his tongue out the side of his mouth as he worked away at the knot, with the odd, glowing fairy shouting encouragement at him.
“How did you girls even get in this mess?” the fairy asked.
Elyn shrugged. “To be honest, I don’t really know. I don’t think any of us really knows. But Meryn’s the smart one. She might be able to figure out what went wrong.”
“Meryn?” the fairy asked.
“The woman in yellow over there.”
Impa, meanwhile, was untying Celia and the small brunette couldn’t find any words to say. Impa was an imposing, intimidating woman with a harsh look in her eyes and an expressionless face. She didn’t seem mean but her strength was very impressive and Celia had seen her fight.
“Th-thank you. For saving us,” Celia managed, stammering a bit.
“Thank Link for stalling her long enough for me to get in behind. But it was no trouble. It is our duty as protectors of Hyrule.”
“Well... thank you just the same,” Celia said.
Impa nodded and grunted. “You’re welcome.”
With the three women untied, Meryn stood up and stretched out her muscles. Zelda approached her and Meryn stuck out her hand. “I’m Meryn. Thanks again,” she said.
“Pleased to meet you, though I wish it were under better circumstances. I am Zelda.”
“So I gathered, Princess,” Meryn said.
“Now, you were going to tell me how you came to be in Hyrule, and in the middle of our battle no less?”
Meryn shrugged. “Some kind of portal... thing, I think. We aren’t exactly from these parts. I’ve never heard of this Hyrule you people keep mentioning. I come from a place called Ikaatan.”
Zelda nodded. “I see. I can’t say I’ve heard of that place either. Something strange is indeed going on here.”
“Do you think I could ask you the favour of helping us get back home? You’ve already done us the honour of a rescue, I know, but we really don’t belong here.”
“Say no more,” Zelda said. “I think I know what needs to be done. Your home is called Ikaatan, correct?”
“It is,” Meryn said.
Zelda held the name in her mind and closed her eyes. With a quick wave of her hand, part of the air began shimmering before their eyes and, from the looks, the forest of home was on the other side.
“How did you-”
“How does not matter,” Zelda said. “It seems you and your friends were caught in some sort of world gate. Worlds with magic will sometimes collide if their power is drawn to each other somehow. Hylian scholars have studied this phenomena for centuries but they don’t know how the worlds become drawn together. I have managed to find a link with the power of Hylia but even I don’t know how or why it happens.”
Meryn felt like she didn’t understand any of that but nodded just the same. Magic never really was her strong suit.
“Well thank you,” Meryn said, shaking Zelda’s hand again. “Should our paths cross again, I would be glad to meet you.”
“And we would be glad to meet the three of you in better circumstances. Goodbye, Meryn.”
“Goodbye, Zelda. And thank you.”
Meryn led the other two women through the strange, shimmering portal and they were quickly transported back home. Both groups of allies would have quite a story to tell when they returned home. It had been a strange and eventful day but, in the end, everything worked out. The three women were rescued and returned home to their allies in the Order of Ikaatan and Princess Zelda, along with Link and Impa, had pushed back another invasion of Hyrule. But both groups knew that their battles were far from over and they would fight until the end. Because that’s what warriors do.