Summary:
The Master Sword, The Three Flames, The Harp, The Surface, the goddess, The Forgotten, and The Demon King.
These words mean very little to the young 15 year-old Skyloftian boy, Link. An orphan, raised in school and destined to be one of the greatest knights the people of the sky had seen in years, has only one goal, and one best friend.
When the girl, Zelda, daughter of the man who raised him, Headmaster Gaepora, is ripped away on the very day of his trials as a knight and official student of the Academy in the Wing Ceremony and said to have fallen through the uncrossable Cloud Barrier, what can the underage orphan do to save all he ever cared for?
Author's Note:
There's a clean and mature version of this story. I made it so my little sister could read it, and figured I'd post it for some of the more conservative\younger viewers out there. If you don't mind strong language, eventual gore, and mature themes you can just go to my profile and click on The Sword and The Flames under My Stories. If you want the clean version, it will say "Clean" after the title. (I strongly recommend this for 13 and younger, even 16 and younger)
Either way, enjoy!
"Hey Link!"
Link turned just in time to see a flurry of blonde hair come hurtling towards him at breakneck speed. Just before she collided head-on into the dark blond, Link took an unfortunate step back.
Unfortunate because Link was a Skyloftian, and true to its name, Skyloft was a city of the sky.
His foot found thin air. Link's heart dropped from his chest and he cried out in alarm, arms flailing. Just when he had raised his fingers to whistle for his bird, Scarlett, small, agile fingers shot out and latched to the tips of his own. Zelda pulled with a grunt, and used her other hand to get a better grip onto his shirt. A little too easily for a girl, Zelda yanked him back to safety...to land flat on his face.
Link heard Zelda snicker above him.
"Ouch," the boy groaned through a mouthful of dirt. He looked up to see Zelda shaking her head and reaching out her hand helpfully.
"Honestly Link," she teased as if he hadn't just almost DIED, "You really are quite the klutz."
Heart throbbing against his chest, Link couldn't seem to help but look down at what could have just happened.
The clouds far below swirled in slow, nauseating swirls. A few whisps pawed out hungrily for clumsy teenage boys.
Dizzying. Very dizzying. He looked away and groaned.
Considering he could scarcely feel Scarlett he had every right to be terrified, Skyloftian or not.
"You all right?"
He looked up at her witheringly. "Fantastic."
She rolled her eyes and laughed, offering her hand again more insistently. He looked at it, sighed, and took the kind gesture for what it was. No sooner had he reached out did the girl yank him to his feet.
"So what was so important that you had to try and kill me before I had a chance to eat breakfast?" He quipped, rubbing off some grass and dirt from the fall.
"Breakfast?" she asked, grinning. "Link, it's noon."
"Well it's breakfast to me. I haven't eaten yet."
"Maybe you should get up sooner, bedwart."
He shrugged. "I just happen to value sleep over cold soup."
"Tell that to your stomach," she said, laughing. Link's stomach rumbled loudly in agreement.
"Traitor," he mumbled.
Zelda laughed even harder and shook her head, then grinning wildly she gave his shoulder a light punch. "All right there, tough guy, let's get you something to eat."
Author's Note:
Hope you like it so far! The next few chapters are all about the day prior of the Wing Ceremony, but if you came for the game story or whatnot, don't fret! It begins on chapter seven. That being said, there's a chance you'll get lost/not understand/complain about (very) minor changes if you don't read the first chapters, but if you're a sucker for the characters, a bit of drama, and reading about the average teen life, you'll probably enjoy the first six. (Much character definition)
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