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Team Trials- Chapter 4: Four

Team Trials- Chapter 4: Four

Chapter 4 HAD to be Four. Here you go 😁

Warnings: Suggestion of injury, injury, blood

They had been ambushed by monsters. AGAIN. Four was defending the camp when he heard shouting behind him.

“We need to send more to the field! We can’t have everyone here tending to him.”

“We need as many hands as possible. This isn’t a minor injury.”

“Ask for help- you know you can’t hold them off!”

“What is happening? Who is injured? Are they going to die? Please tell me they won’t die!”

“Let the others work this out. Protect the camp!”

“Why isn’t anyone out here with me?!”

“Everything will work out. Hylia is with us and against the enemy!”

  “Shut up!” Four muttered to himself, knowing that his emotions would either help or absolutely destroy every chance they had of making it out alive. But then he reconsidered what one of them said… “Ask for help- you know you can’t hold them off!”

He considered using the true power of the Four Sword. His hand was drawing on the power in his grip. The hilt burned his hand.

“Why not?” he asked, grabbing again. He would defend the camp, even if that required them.

He divided into four. Red was trying to encourage the group, going along with the situation. At least he wasn’t a problem.

Vio, naturally, was wreaking havoc on the vitality of the group. He was anxious about whoever was injured, and could not focus on the moment.

Blue was calling furiously for someone at camp to help. He hacked through three to four enemies at a time, completely disregarding defending himself and thus getting little cuts and bruises everywhere.

Green was trying to calm everyone down, but his need for peace and unity did not make him the strongest fighter. He didn’t get hit, but he didn’t fight particularly effectively either. 

Someone from camp shouted furiously, then three heroes rushed over. Wars, who was the likely culprit for the yelling, Legend, who looked like he wanted to murder so much more than just the bokoblins responsible for his brother’s injury, and Sky, who was lacking his sailcloth. To Four that was a potent induction of the severity of the injury.

With the other’s aid, he could become one person again. He tried, but he forgot how. Vio panicked, Blue was in a rage, and Red got hit by a blow. Green attempted again, and it worked.

The colors combined. Four thought his strategy was flawless, but as soon as he locked back into the battle, he noticed his grip slipping on his sword. There was blood running all the way down his arm from a deep cut in his shoulder. It was agonizing. He plowed through as many enemies as he could, but as he fought he lost more blood. He collapsed after a few minutes of intense fighting. The realization that he had messed up was bitter.

The heroes who had joined him fought furiously. When the numbers of the monsters had decreased enough for the others to deal with, Sky rushed over to Four. 

Sky slipped his arm under Four. “Just hold still, okay?”

Four nodded, wincing. Sky pulled a piece of cloth from his pouch and wrapped Four’s shoulder. 

“I let my emotions control my actions… I’m sorry! I failed…” Four started, his regrets pouring out of his mouth.

“It’s hard with so much stress, I know. Calm down, you’re going to be fine!’

“But on my journey-”

Sky clasped his hands in his own. “You’re going to be fine.” Four nodded, somehow much calmer. Sky lifted him up and carried him back to camp. After Sky laid Four down and gave him a potion, Sky made his way to the outskirts of the camp and into the woods.

He chose to leave Sky alone until he came back.

But he didn’t come back.

Four searched the camp for Sky, but he couldn’t find him. He dashed to the others to tell them, but they were already gathered, grim-faced and gaunt.

“Twilight’s gone missing.”

“He won’t be hard to find,” Legend snarled angrily. “Just follow the blood trail.”

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