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Plot by me
Review or I will be sad and kill off one of the Links (if not more)
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Timeline goes like this: Four Swords is first (because I wanted all four Links to be in all of the adventures), then Ocarina of Time, then Majora's Mask, followed by Wind Waker, Phantom Hourglass, and wrapping it all up, is Twilight Princess. If I write REALLY slowly, or if the story is long, Skward Sword might be included. Old School fans, sorry, there wasn't really enough plot for me to build the adventures on. Okay, story time.
Clunk! Clunk! Link's boots landed on the table. Squirming in his chair, he adjusted the collar on his green tunic, sliding into a more comfortable position. As Link laced his fingers behind his head, someone else walked into the tent where he had set up temporary headquarters.
The man, as it had been a man at Link's inspection (really just a quick glance over his shoulder), had long blonde hair, dipping down over a single eyebrow. A single braid of hair hung down on both sides of his head, covering a section of his long, pointed ears. Deceptively wizened blue eyes looked out from a boyish face, reaching a rounded chin that lead to a skinny neck. His lean frame was covered by a cloth shirt placed under a tunic, hanging down over his waist, where a pair of white leggings was tucked under shin-high boots.
A mirror copy of Link! The only thing that set them apart was that the newcomer's shirt and tunic were red, as opposed to Link's green. A scowl covered the face of "Red Link". He sat down in a chair opposite the original, "Green Link". Drawing his portion of the legendary Four Sword, a 36" blade, curving inward at the center, then parting out again to a wide tip, forged in a mythical metal, with a golden hilt and pommel. A jewel was emblazoned into said pommel, the blade in Red's hand's jewel was a ruby, matching the color of his tunic.
Green's, likewise, was an emerald, though his blade remained in the sheath that hung over his shoulder. Red Link drew a blade-sharpening whetstone from a satchel that hung near his waist, and began to drag it along the edge of his sword. Pulling his ocarina out of a satchel very much like Red's, the original Link played a tune. Satisfied, Green Link closed his eyes, taking as long a rest as he could before- Purple Link jogged into the tent from outside.
"Where's Blue?" Purple Link asked.
Great… Green thought, taking his feet off the table. "I dunno. Red, you see him lately?"
"Oh, yeah. Totally. We had a fantastic conversation, deabating the finer points of Deku Shrub growth rates." Red Link growled back.
"Although you were obviously being sarcastic, the Deku Shrub has a slow growth rate, becoming larger and larger, until, eventually, they become rooted to a single spot, turning into trees. Ages later, the trees are incarnated into child-like immortals, which we know as Kokiri.*" Purple explained, casting a sidelong glance at Red.
"Fascinating. Tell me more, bookworm." Red rolled his eyes.
"Hey, cool it, Red." Link pointed in his general direction, eyes still closed. "Purp, talk less. It's not unreasonable that Red's annoyed."
"You wanna take me on, pretty boy?" Red stood up, challenging Green.
"Cool it, Hothead, or I might just have to take you up on your offer." Link's eyes opened. He stood up as well, sliding his chair backwards and into the tent's entrance flap.
"Both of you, please! Be reasonable!" Purple stood, trying to get between the hero and his red-clothed clone. The argument intensified, insults flying back and forth between the three. Suddenly, the trio was bathed in blue light.
The light seemed to solidify in a fog, wrapping around the three. They were lifted into the air, hanging helplessly. The fog began to clear, and the Link clad in blue stood in the tent, sword held parallel to his body, emblazoned sapphire glowing.
"Put. Me. Down." Red commanded.
"I would, but that would be hazardous to my health," Blue replied with a shake of his head. Unfortunate to the blue sorcerer, the translucent blue coating that had covered the other three Links began to fade, and Blue's face paled, exhausted from the sustained levitation spell.
He started to back away, turning on his heel, when he was yanked backwards by his collar.
"Not so fast, spellslinger," Red growled into his ear. Blue gulped.
"You can kill each other after we reach the Lost Woods, okay?" Purple Link intervened.
"Fair enough…" Red mumbled, shoving Blue forward and onto the dirt.
"Um... anyway, back to the problem at hand…" Purple spoke to the other three. Walking over to the table, he pulled a map out of his satchel, planting it down on the surface. Green turned towards the tent flap, preparing to grab a few pebbles from outside to weigh the corners down, but Blue beat him to the point. With a flick of his fingers, a quiet humming noise could be heard.
A moment later, a handful of pebbles coated in blue floated into the tent. They positioned themselves down onto the corners of the map. Blue collapsed into his chair, breathing heavily, exhausted from the effort.
"Uh-huh…" Purple looked at the map. "Right. Unless there are any more diversions, maybe we can start talking tactics now?"
"Tactics?" Red snorted, "The only tactics I need are where to stand and who to stab."
Green rolled his eyes. "That's what all tactics are, down to their simplest form." His eyes grazed along the tent, looking at his three clones. I know I had to stop Vaati and all, but these guys seem like more trouble than they're worth! Now that Zelda's not made of stone, is it possible to return these guys to wherever they came from? Link wondered. No, no. He erased the thought from his head. I'd miss 'em too much.
"Yes, er, well, continuing from where Green left off, although most tactics might be like that, ours, at least this time, involve walking as well. Is that too complicated to understand?" Purple droned, his eyes locked on Red Link during that last comment.
*Whether or not this is true, I based this fact on the INCREDIBLE fanfic, Child Of The Sun. Seriously, check it out.
There will be action in later chapters (maybe chapter 2?) If you think they talk too much, too little, act out of character, or have any other notes, send me reviews. I plan to kill someone whether or not you review. Cross your fingers or convince me otherwise, I have some brutal death scenes in mind.
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