End of Legend of FIVE #2-Legend of FIVE #3

Trevor tossed and turned all night, haunted by possibilities. After his talk with Leo, the captain went up and conferred with the crew. Trevor didn’t dare to join them. He also knew better than to approach Leo with questions about the decision. Every sailor looked at him differently now. Trevor didn’t blame them. This wasn’t the first time he revealed his powers…but the last he did, it was to his closest friends and allies. The Red Lion crew barely qualified, especially now. A rap on Trevor’s door woke him up instantly. It was the middle of the night, with Trevor’s room shrouded in darkness. Trevor stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and found himself face-to-face with Leo. The neutral expression greeted him once more, but something else accompanied his look–weariness. “Your madness befuddles them,” Leo said. Trevor felt his face fall. He asked for too much. Potential harm was undesirable. Of course the crew would deny him a chance. Trevor started brainstorming methods to find his own way at the next stop of the voyage. Surely Holodrum or Labrynna would have boats for him to buy. “However…” Leo stepped into Trevor’s quarters. He closed the door behind him and looked off to a random corner of the room. “...So do your powers, Trevor Berenson. Your wish is our command.” Trevor remained rooted by the door. He didn’t have words. Leo seemed to need a moment. Then, he turned around and scratched the goatee on his chin. “We’re about a day out,” he said. “Not today, but at dawn the day afterwards. Go back to bed. Prepare yourself. Save your strength–and pray that the golden ones truly want you back in Hyrule. Good luck, Trevor.” With that, Leo left Trevor alone. The Red Lion swayed and shifted upon the Great Sea. Trevor felt the waters more than ever. As he laid back down, Trevor thought he’d be able to drift back into sleep easily. He stayed up all night. In the day leading up to the departure back to Hyrule, Trevor worked quietly on the deck of the Red Lion. His fellow sailors did the same. No one spoke. Pure silence filled the ship. No one mentioned the Octorok attack, nor the phenomenon that thwarted it. Leo did mention how fortunate the crew was when it came to the ship’s damage. The mending was finished without complications. They were guaranteed to make it back to Labrynna. All except for one, of course. Trevor couldn’t sleep the following night either. He kept thinking of his old friends. He thought of Malon and Talon the most. He wondered about their, and where to look, and what it’d be like to see them face-to-face. He also dreaded Hyrule. The changes were obvious; it was worse off than when he left it. Horror stories went around about the land. Trevor knew he had to be very careful about where he would travel and especially about what he’d do once he reached land. Trevor would remain restless until something changed. He had to find Malon and Talon. It would be his sole purpose. Dawn arrived. Trevor packed the possessions he gained over the past four years. It was a simple sack of clothes and shoes, along with a journal he wrote in to keep his sanity. Trevor climbed up to the deck, knowing the ship was close to Hyrule. When Trevor came out, he looked out at the sea. In the distance, a shadowy stretch of land awaited. It filled the horizon unevenly, dominating the distant view. Mountains outlined the background. They reminded Trevor of Jerome. A grey haze shrouded the rest of Hyrule. The bleak look made Trevor remember how lost Hyrule must have become. Seven years of darkness, seven years of sorrow. He didn’t want to think about what truly lived on its somber shores. The crew stared at Trevor as he walked out. They all looked at him in a way that made him feel strange. Suddenly, the truth dawned on him. His time at sea was over. He wouldn’t see any of these men again, or at least not for a long time. Trevor hid the emotion from his face but he felt it in the depths of his heart…that idea that he wouldn’t be in their lives anymore hit him hard. It wasn’t the first time he had to deal with that, of course. Trevor still missed his parents and friends from back in Oak Shire. He made peace with the deaths of the others. The one thing he couldn’t make peace with was not knowing what happened with Malon. He had to find out what happened to her and her father…that was why he had to do this. Leo approached him. He put an arm around his shoulder and gave him a hearty smile. His warm demeanor helped the timid Trevor relax. “The shores are there,” he said. “They’re waiting for you now…are you sure you’re able to do this?” Trevor nodded. He looked at Hyrule in the distance as his gut flipped. His fingers curled around the strap of his sack. The grip tightened. “I think I’ve been waiting for this day longer than I realized,” Trevor admitted. “You must think I’m crazy.” Leo shrugged. “You heard my piece. You’ve heard more than enough from the whole lot of us. But…not anymore. Today is not the day.” “Thanks for that.” “Of course.” Leo and Trevor walked over to the side of the Red Lion. When Trevor looked over the edge, he saw a boat down below with oars inside it. The boat was right beside the ship. “Are you sure you have everything you need?” Leo asked. “Food and all the like?” Trevor nodded while keeping his eyes on the rowboat. “Yep. Just enough…just enough.” Trevor looked at Leo, offering a small smile. “I came to you with nothing. I expected to be nothing before you found me…thank you for saving me. For making it a different path.” Leo scoffed. “You should be kissing my feet.” Trevor chuckled. “What, four years of work wasn’t enough of a gift to you?” Leo’s smile suddenly faded. His eyes became glossy. Trevor never saw the man cry. This was the closest he would ever see the captain do so. “Four years of friendship did seem a bit short,” Leo said, his voice reduced to a near whisper. “So…I guess it wasn’t quite enough.” “No…it wasn’t.” The two embraced. Trevor didn’t mind shedding a tear or two. Leo comforted him the same way he did on their first day meeting. Trevor quickly wiped the tear away and the two exchanged one more look. The rest of the crew came by and patted Trevor on the back, encouraging him and giving their well wishes. “We all regret saying goodbye,” said Leo. “At least, in this way. We owe you our lives now.” “I owe you mine,” Trevor said. “Well…that’s what friends are for.” Leo looked at Hyrule with narrowed eyes. “They call this part of Hyrule the Shores of Sorrow. It always rains there, or at least gets very gloomy and overcast. That’s why we didn’t anchor; too many storms, too much turmoil in the water. It’s like a warning—an omen. I don’t want bad luck for you. We wish you the best.” “My luck can’t get much worse.” Leo smiled. “For your sake, I hope the pessimism sticks. Maybe it will save you.” “Maybe. I’ll see you soon someday, yes?” “In this life or the next. Just make it to shore first, alright?” “No promises.” The boat was rolled up by a pulley. Trevor got in and saluted the sailors. He kept his eyes on Leo and the crew until he made all the way down to the sea. The Great Sea suddenly stirred up, as if it lost its sense of peace. Trevor gained a greater sense of peace for himself. He picked up the oars, dipped their ends into the water and started rowing towards the shores of sorrow, straining against the tide. The waters didn’t seem keen on carrying vessels. Trevor felt the way they shifted beneath him as he rowed the oars. His arms grew sore not too long after the boat went off. He looked at the Red Lion the whole time, though he always glanced back at the direction he took the boat. At one point, the tide seemed to want to swallow the boat whole. Trevor sensed it. The Great Sea swelled upward in a violent way, making a near wave with the rowboat at the summit. It almost tipped over. Trevor closed his eyes when that moment happened. He reached down deep into the depths of the sea’s waters and sensed the currents. His mind became one with the waters. A rumbling crawled on his skin. Every current rushed through his blood. Trevor controlled the element again—he felt like he was truly back. “C’mon,” he whispered. “Guide me back…don’t fight me. You know better than that anyway.” The Great Sea did know better. It calmed down as Trevor drew near. He felt the different parts inside the water and made sure to row around any wayward reefs or hidden sandbars. The grey expanse of water flattened for the rowboat. Eventually, it made its way closer and closer to land. The land became larger and Trevor remembered the wet sand. He returned to the very beach on which he left. Trevor made it to Hyrule again. The rowboat nudged itself on shore to confirm this. Trevor could have sworn he heard cheers in the distance. When he looked out at sea, the Red Lion was still in sight. It was a blip, but his eyes could make out the ship’s crimson palette. He thought he saw arms rising out from the deck. He imagined their raised hands balled into fists, declaring victory over the cruel sea. Trevor flipped over the rowboat. He dragged it a little further into shore and left it by a gathering of rocks. He looked out beyond the beach and saw the greenery of Hyrule Field past the beach’s fencing. The wooden boundary remained intact, though the past four years peeled away some of the wood. The sky was still grey. Everything around Trevor felt quiet. A shadowy figure sat on one of the posts. Trevor squinted his eyes. It had a fowl-like shape. The figure was bigger than it had any business being and that was when Trevor knew. He picked up his sack and stomped over to the figure on the post. His brow furrowed when he saw the mahogany features, wise blue eyes and stern expression on the face of the owl that talked to him when he first came to Hyrule—Kaepora Gaebora. “Young Trevor Berenson,” said Kaepora. “Welcome home.” Trevor stopped in front of the owl. He parted his lips, wanting to snap at the owl. For the time being, Trevor chose against it. “It was never home for me,” he calmly replied. “But it’s the place where your destiny lives,” said Kaepora. Trevor sneered. “Don’t get cryptic, dude. Not with me. Not now.” He hung his head. Tears spilled out again. The pain of the past seven years poured out from him and dribbled onto the beach’s damp sand. He sniffled in a couple strands of snot that would have come out of his nose. “Where were you?” he asked with a strong strain in his voice. “When it all went down? When Ganondorf attacked? When we followed that kid to the Temple of Time? When…” Trevor looked at Kaepora, his face downcast and drooped with sorrow. “...When they all died?” Kaepora’s blue eyes seemed filled with a sadness of their own. It took a moment for the owl to answer. “You expect me to be the one being who could stand between the most powerful force of evil this realm has ever seen?” Kaepora asked. “We did. And guess what—we lost. I appreciate the help, it really came in handy.” Trevor felt himself get angry. “There was really nothing you could have done?” Kaepora remained still on the post. “With all the power you seem to think I have…even my guidance can only go so far. I can still do more regardless.” Trevor waved Kaepora’s offer off. “Save it. What can you do for me now?” Trevor stormed off. He looked ahead to Hyrule Field. Trevor wished that somehow his old horse from the ranch, the one he escaped with, was still here. The journey would be far faster but Trevor had to live with hoofing it. It was fine. All he had to do was find Malon. “Trevor.” Trevor stopped. He looked over his shoulder back at Kaepora, who remained on the fence post. “You seek many things,” said the owl. Make your way to Kakariko Village. In due time, you’ll be able to find what you’re searching for. Be careful in the field. It’s dangerous to travel alone on these roads nowadays. Stay wary and safe.” Trevor paused. He wasn’t fond of the owl, but there was a knowing in his voice that he recognized. Trevor gave a quick nod and then moved along. His sorrows were definitely there on that shore. He realized how correct the name truly was when he thought about it.