Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this brief story, nothing at all. Not Zelda, not Link, not Navi, not the Master Sword, not Hyrule, not Ganondorf, none of it.
Link, age thirteen, stood there, in a strange room he did not know, without knowledge of how he came to be there. There was a sword displayed in front of him, with the handle up and tip in a small podium on the floor. Link looked around, and was first surprised to see a fairy floating around his head. The fairy drifted on her wings up to a window high on one of the walls and left. Link looked around, noticed he was on some sort of raised platform. He tried to remember what had happened.
He remembered his time spent with the Kokiri, the Decu Tree calling him… the Decu tree dying and the knowledge that he was in reality Hylian. Then he was exiled, the Kokiri were angry, they thought he had killed the Decu Tree. Saria giving him an ocarina. He had gone to Hyrule, and now he was here. He walked out of the room, down the red carpet in the next and left the building.
When he was outside, Link was surprised to find himself outside the Temple of Time. Link went to the market place, and from there headed to the castle. He managed to slip by the guards by using a drainage tunnel, and there found his way to a courtyard. In the courtyard was a girl a little older than he in a fine pink and purple dress. Link knew at once it was Princess Zelda, though he didn't know how he knew. He walked closer, and caught the Princess' attention. The Princess bit her finger at the site of Link. She motioned Link to hurry over to the window where she was standing. The window looked into the throne room of the King of Hyrule.
"Link" said Zelda "a man from the desert is coming to see my father. He is a Gerudo, and I feel great evil emanating from him. He should be here soon." They waited some time, and they and the King grew impatient. "That's strange," said Zelda. "I guess he's not coming after all."
Seven years later, Link, special guard of the Princess Zelda, had been sent on a quest that led him to the top of Death Mountain. Like a few other places he had been, this place gave him a feeling that he had been here before. He now stood upon a large ledge near the top of the mountain. As he neared the middle, he saw a group of five people. One was a Goron, big even for his people. Another was a Zora woman, tall and proud. Another was a very tall woman in the garb of a Sheika. Another was a woman in desert clothes of the Gerudo. And the remaining was small, like a child. With a gasp, Link recognized Saria.
The Sages saw Link, and with a flash of light, the memory of all that he had done to fight Ganondorf returned to him. He was told y the sages that the memories had been awakened in all the people now that he had come of age, and a great celebration would be held that night.
Link rushed back to Kakariko village and leapt upon his horse, Epona, whom Malon, owner of Lon Lon Ranch, had given him. Link rode like the wind back to Hyrule Castle, and there met Zelda, and they rejoiced and the memories that had been returned to them.
That night, there was a great celebration amongst all the peoples of Hyrule at Lon Lon Ranch, and they celebrated that not only had Ganondorf been defeated, but also that by some twisted workings of time, had never even come to power. They told the tale to over to their friends, and eventually on to their children. The story became legend.
Like all legends, this one changed over a great amount of time, and all agreed that the Hero of Time had been a child that had come from the past, a mere child of thirteen. This legend was handed down from generation to generation, until one day, on a small island…