[u][b]Haiko[/b][/u]
[b]Location:[/b] Castle Town
[b]Mentions:[/b] None
[b]Interactions:[/b] Open

Haiko had been stealing from the market when the invasion began. The boy, who was dressed in a few ragged clothes, was awkwardly rifling through a few crates of fresh produce. The fighting started in an instant. Shrill screams rang through the air and guards scattered. The urchin dropped the fruit he’d snatched and watched in awe. An apple rolled into a ditch that acted as a storm drain. He heard it splash into the shallow water. Not a split second later, the real battle started. The sudden jolt of fear kept him rooted in place. His legs grew weak and he felt like he was going to vomit. Haiko wanted to run, but he couldn’t.

Haiko watched guards fling themselves into battle with...Gerudo- and Stalfos? He hadn't seen a Gerudo in years. The intruders were rounding up fleeing townsfolk. Being in an unseen alleyway, this was his only chance. He shook off his panic and jumped into the ditch. He knew it’d lead to the moat surrounding Castle Town. The water barely reached above his ankles unless it was raining. He crept down on all fours to avoid being spotted, following the stale water all the way to the outer wall. Multiple times did he have to drop and pretend to be dead. He was drenched with foul water.

Once Haiko made it to the wall, another problem arose. The drainage system to the moat was blocked by a metal grate. The boy wrapped his hands around the bars and shook it desperately, but to no avail... He pressed himself up against the grate, shrinking in the shadows in the alcove of the wall. He was cold, and violently trembling from it... or was that fear? Probably both. He sniffled, only then realizing that tears were rolling down his cheeks. He wasn’t sure if it was the sting of the smoke or his tears that made him shut his eyes.