Captivated

-Zelda-

Scared. That's all I can think right now. How can I do this? Better yet, how can they do this to me?

I sigh and my bangs fly out of my face momentarily. Re-situating myself in my seat, I continue to stare down at the book in front of me, but my eyes don't scan the words. Playing with the end of my braid, I keep thinking about what the next day will bring.

Soon, I will land in another country, surrounded by only strangers, with nothing but one suitcase. My only consolation is that Hylian is also spoken in this country.

How could my grandparents force me into doing this? …Well, not "force". I knew I had to do this. I knew I had no other choice. I suppose they did, too. There was nothing for me there. No one for me. What would happen when Grandmama and Granddaddy got too old to take care of me? I would be left..all alone... again. I made it out once,but who knows if I could ever make it out of that labyrinth again?…

"Can I get you anything, Miss?" the stewardess asks me, breaking my train of thought (thankfully).

"No, thank you," I reply, even though my mouth is increasing with dryness. Just nerves.

She sweetly smiles at me and continues pushing the cart of cookies and water down the aisle. The majority of the other passengers are already asleep. I lean down and put the book in my messenger bag; the same one I've had since I was nine. Even after seven years I still can't let go of it.

Pulling my knees up to my chest, I sigh and decide to let the hum of the plane lull me to sleep. I should sleep now anyway, if my brain will ever shut off. If I can sleep for eight hours now, it will be exactly seven in the morning when I wake up, and by that time we should be about to land.

I exhale quietly through my mouth, trying to calm my nerves.

Just sleep. Worry about it tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a new day. Maybe, just maybe, you won't feel so alone. You'll be a new person. New things. New people. New places. Be excited, Zelda.

Screeeeetch.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived at our destination. It is currently 7:09 a.m., and it appears to be a beautiful day. Please don't forget to fold up your lap-tray, take your carry-on, and assist any children. Once again, thank you for flying with Rito Airlines, we hope you enjoyed your flight with us, and welcome to Wellington, Hyrule."

Scratching my head and rubbing my eyes, I look out the window. The sun is shining through every angle of the plane. I can make out beautiful mountains and the ocean not too far from the airport.

I am really going to live here…

Only until I realize almost everyone has already begun moving their way off the plane do I stand up. It feels good to stretch and finally be free to walk again. I pull my hood up over my head again. It feels safe in there. Tossing my bag over my shoulder, I start to move out of the aisle and make my way to the front of the plane. I see the same stewardess who checked on me many times during the flight. She smiles her same warm smile at me. I feel like she is the closest person I have to a friend at the moment.

"Good luck," she whispers.

I smile at her in return, and mutter one last "Thank you."

There it is. The door that led to the tunnel, which led to the airport, which connected to the train station, which led to the entire city, which led to my completely new life. I take a deep breath, and step through.

A/N: Okay hi, thanks for reading. Just had to update this chapter and fix some grammatical mistakes and whatnot. Overall plot hasn't changed. Thanks. Bye!