Digger, Fireball (@skenandj), Momo (@cockismybusiness) and Catfish (@obernatos) in yet another #LinksonaFic
“It’s a silver hinox, what do you expect?” Catfish punched the rock. “Fucker just won’t die.”
Another explosion sent a rumble through the ground. A gust of hot air blasted them. As their hearing slowly returned they heard roaring and mad laughter.
“D’ya really think it’s alright to leave ‘im out there?” Digger asked, although he wasn’t concerned enough to risk peering over the rock they’d huddled behind.
“You said you wanted a distraction,” Catfish answered.
Momo nodded. “Couldn’t have picked anyone better! Besides, he sounds like he’s having fun!”
Worse come to worst, it would only be another reset. And if any of them wouldn’t mind being burned to a crisp, it’d be him… Digger shook his head. Every second he left a man fighting alone made his heart beat quicker, twisting in his chest as old guilts threatened to rear their ugly heads. “We need a plan. Fast. Bomb arrows?”
“If I had them, I would have used them,” Catfish growled.
“My bow broke!” Momo added.
Digger sighed. He absently rubbed the jade ring on his finger. Things will work out. “I’ve got a few shockos, but they’re like tickles to t’bastard.”
“It’s a silver hinox, what do you expect?” Catfish punched the rock. “Fucker just won’t die.”
“Maybe we can force its eye open and then Stasis it-”
“Its’t forcin’ part that we’re stuck on,” Digger pointed out. “W’need enough damage to drop ‘is hand, then we hafta open that damn eye. T’stompin’ means we can’t get close to him, otherwise-”
There’s a cry of pain that quickly gets louder as Fireball flies through the air to bounce off a tree and land in a heap in front of them, smouldering slightly.
“-otherwise, that happens,” Digger finished. “Well time’s up, boys. Looks like we’re goin’ with my plan.”
“What’s your plan?” Catfish asked with trepidation, while Momo punched the air in a welcome display of enthusiasm.
Digger grinned. “I’m thinkin’ of it.”
“Down here, ugly!”
The hinox turned to the little Hylian in his strange squeaky skin. He was holding a bow, but that didn’t bother the hinox. Almost mockingly slowly it raised its warty hand to cover its most vulnerable part – even if the Hylian had fired it wouldn’t have mattered, as its eye was already protected by a thick, clear lid.
Which was why it didn’t see the boomerang fly towards it. The hinox roared in pain as the weapon sliced deep gashes in his skin. It pulled its hand away instinctively. There was a twang. Three shock arrows found their mark. Its eyelid protected the monster from almost all of the damage, although the yellow light left it temporarily blinded.
Which was why it didn’t see Digger, jumping into the air and flipping onto his shield. It didn’t see Momo swing his hammer, catch the shield as it soared overhead, and send it flying. Didn’t see Digger leap, boomerang back in hand, ready to strike.
The hinox heard him, though.
“From Fireball, with interest!”
The boomerang’s blade, with all if Digger’s weight behind it, dug through the lid and into the soft eyeball beneath. The hinox staggered backwards. Digger kicked off, pulling the boomerang out so that the hinox’s eye juices ran freely down its face. It screamed and flailed. Its unarmoured belly lay exposed.
“Alright boys, let’s go to town!”
