Hello all and welcome to my first LOZ fanfiction! This one's about fairies, what a concept huh? Well, it starts out slow, so if you want ACTION and ADVENTURE, you'll have to wait a few chapters. Sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Nintendo or Zelda...'cept my fairies.
On earth, there are four seasons: spring, summer, fall and winter. These four seasons all come one after the other, in the same order every year. These times of year, however, are very much different from each other. In spring, everything is born and flourishes. Flowers bloom and birds sing their sweet songs, while the leaves on the tree grow and the branches sway in the warm breeze. In summer, grass blows in the wind and children come out to play. The sun shines brightly on the earth and the water sparkles invitingly. In fall, the leaves begin to fall off and change color. The harvest is gathered and grass slowly begins to die. And finally in winter, everything becomes white and dies. The cold grasps at every corner and ice forms over the once inviting water. Then everything starts over again, following the cycle of life.
In the Lost Woods, it is springtime once again. Flowers part their petals and bees and hummingbirds begin to suck the sweet nectar. New life blossoms once more, welcoming the sight of the green earth with open eyes. And the children of the forest await the new entities that enter the forest every spring, arising from the flowers themselves. Fairies emerge from the beautiful petals and immediately begin flapping their insect-like wings. Then they fly to the tree, placed at the end of the woods. Here, the tree begins to assign the fairies to the newborn forest children. Finally, the fairy is to introduce himself or herself to their new "master" and spark a friendship. For every child there is a fairy – no more, no less. However, there is a story of one incident that happened not too long ago: a guardian fairy that had no child to protect and advice. Now, most fairies that have no child to protect simply go into the Lost Woods till next year, when more children show up.
But this fairy was different. He wouldn't wait until next year to just get put down again. And he would not allow himself to wander endlessly through the forest and woods, showing people how to get through them like other fairies did. No, he wanted to see the world and explore the expanses of this earth. The Great and wise Tree, however, would not allow him to do so. It was forbidden to leave the Kokiri Forest without special business of some sort. But the fairy would not allow himself to be denied, so he planned to steal away. And so our story begins on a dark and dreary night, when even the once inviting and tranquil forest is eerie and foreboding.
Thunder peals across the sky and thunder booms over the roofs of so many huts down on earth. Heavy rain pelts the ground and animals seeking shelter. It is a dark night, with no activity outside save the storm that has been brewing for days on end. Now it is unleashed with all its might, delivering blow after blow to the earth, like a punishment for an unspoken crime. Fairies hide under their children's garments, hoping to shield themselves from the droplets that hit like cement. But there is one fairy, hovering over the drenched soil in the open rain, as if nothing were happening around him. He stands out in the darkness around him, a green dot on the large canvas of endless black. The only indication that he is still alive is the fact that he is trembling, a soft, powdery material falling to the ground as he does so. This is commonly referred to as fairy dust, though really all it is are the scales from the fairies wings falling as he moves rapidly up and down, flapping his wings.
The green fairy makes his way over to a nearby tree, trying to hide under one of its many branches. But another flash of lightning bolts across the sky and the fairy decides against the idea.
"Great," he groans in his high-pitched voice. He sighs and rubs his forehead, the rain still falling around him and occasionally hitting him square on, causing him to fall to the ground. The fairy then decides to stay safely on the soil, to avoid being knocked out of the air again. On his feet he wears moccasins to protect himself from the cold, and on his body his attire is that of a traveler. He is wrapped in a long cloth, which flows down to the ground and well beyond his feet. All of these are, of course, a green color to make the light which surrounds him seem even brighter and greener than it should be. Almost as if the green aura around him was a protective sort of shield. The rain is a constant remind, however, that it is nothing more than light. His hair, however, is different. It is a dark black, blending in nicely with the ominous night. It reaches just past his ears and down to the back of his neck, where it finally touches the beginning of his green cloak.
"Just great," he groans again, looking around the desolate area. "Not even one day out of the forest and I'm already stuck in bad weather, with nothing to eat and no shelter! Maybe I should rethink this whole adventure thing." The male fairy begins to pace, deep in thought. Another large drop of rain hits the fairy in the head, drenching him with water. He begins to shiver, his teeth chatter and he wraps his arms around himself to keep warm. Another loud boom of thunder rings throughout the great plain and the fairy decides to seek shelter for the night.
A green light making its way across the large plain is all that can be seen by the human eye as the fairy sets off. He soon finds a nearby hole in the ground, underneath some bushes and weeds. He peers in, cautiously, trying to make out any sort of image in the darkness of the hole. The natural light that surrounds his body is of little help and because of the bushes, the flashes of lightning prove to be useless. Taking a deep breath, the fairy begins to flutter his damp and slightly weakened wings and descends into the darkness of the mysterious hole.
And almost immediately, the fairy regrets his decision to enter. The sight that has met his eyes is almost too much to bear. His greenish-aura provides little lighting, but it is enough to see the terrible image in front of him. The fairy's face contorts into a look of pure horror and his wings immediately cease flapping. He rapidly falls and hits the bottom, landing on moist ground. But never once does his gaze leave the sight in front of him, a few feet away. Only when he faints, do his eyes leave the gruesome picture, lying right there - the dead body of a child who attempted to leave the forest and didn't get very far.
A dead child whose fairy was Seditio's best friend.
The Great Deku Tree stared at the yellow fairy hovering in front of him as she told her story. This fairy went by the name of Gwen, and the child she had been watching over was named Jack. These two had always been close and Jack had always listened to Gwen's advice and tried to stick as close as he could to her words. But, a few days ago it seemed, Jack had suddenly woke up one morning very early and decided to pack some of his belongings. Soon thereafter, he had taken off and left the forest, vanishing behind the long line of trees that marked the only entrance and exit into the forest. None of the other children ever heard from him again. His fairy, Gwen, had taken off after him, doing her best to stop him and warn him about the dangers he faced and the inevitable fact that he would die. But Jack would not let anything stop him and smacked his fairy right out of the air and onto the ground below, where she was left, unconscious. After that, she had returned to tell the Great Deku Tree of the incident, but even when all the fairies had been sent to look for him, all came back with neither a lead nor any sort of information. And now Gwen was sent to the Great Tree and was to be punished for her failure.
"Gwen the fairy, you have failed in your duty to protect the child assigned to you," the Great Deku Tree boomed, multiple green leaves falling from their branches as he spoke. The yellow fairy in front of him merely hovered in her place, shaking in fright and hanging her head in shame.
"Is this not true?" The Great Deku Tree asked making sure she was aware of her mistake. The yellow fairy nodded, bobbing up and down slightly. "Then you are aware of your mistake and know that you must be punished for it. Are you in agreement?"
"Yes, Great Deku Tree. I know of my failure and know that I must compensate for it by being punished," Gwen finally answered in a small, timid voice. The Great Tree sighed and began his next sentence in a very grim tone.
"Gwen, for letting a child of the forest leave and allowing the child to be killed once outside the forest's boundaries, I sentence you to exile. You are no longer accepted in the forest. You will now reside in the Lost Woods, helping all those who seek directions to redeem yourself for this terrible crime."
Gwen began to tremble horribly, tears streaming down from her eyes and dirtying her face and reddening her cheeks. She immediately took flight and set off for the wood log that would lead her to the endless sea of green trees, where she would have to make herself comfortable until her last few days. Then, when the moon finally rises eight springs from now, she would finally be free and return to the earth as a seed. For it is said that all living things die, and when they die, they shall return to the earth from whence they come. What happened in between those two points was what determined the outcome: would you be reincarnated to fulfill a previously failed prophecy, or would you become one with peace and eternally live in paradise?
"Well," Gwen thought, "it doesn't matter. Because I still have to get through eight years of exile and helping people. I'm just so scared of the thing to come…and I'll have to face it alone."
…Winter.
Well, that's the first chapter. Kinda slow starting, I know. Hopefully it'll get better! YAY FOR ACTION!