The Mask of Time

A/n: Ok, if you're wondering about the title, it has absolutely
nothing whatsoever to do with the general plot, I simply could not think of a name
and therefore decided to base it on the time (Aft Majora's and Ocarina, but strangely
everyone remembers everything). Well, this is my first Zelda ff... here goes...

The boy awoke with a start. He searched around, his eyes darting from one object to the next. By the looks of it, he was in a bar... a very dark bar. He jumped to
feet quickly, alert. That was about the time he realized he had a
smashing headache. The boy dropped back to the ground unconscious.

The boy awoke with a start. He still had a splitting headache. He slowly raised himself off the ground, taking slow steps, feeling his surroundings. Suddenly, he felt his hand touch something hairy... something moving, something... spider-like. The boy took one look at the tarantula on his hand and was down and out once again.

The boy awoke with a start. He lay on the ground, waiting for his eyes to focus properly.
Something on the ceiling was starting to take shape. Something... heavy looking. Something... that was about to fall on his head...

"BAM!"

The boy awoke with a start.

"Oh, come on!" all of a sudden, he felt a bright light hit his face. As he slowly
re-re-adjusted his eyes, he swore he could see the figure of someone shadowed by the light. Someone who was holding an axe.

"Oh that is it." The boy got up, headache taken over by frustration, pushed the person (who happened to be an axe murderer)
aside, and made his way out of what he now realized was... a bar. What a surprise. As the sun shone on Link's face, he rubbed his eyes, wondering how on earth he had ended up in that particularly odd situation.

A/N: Ok, I get the point. But it's my first one! Well, I guess that isn't much of an excuse for crappy humour... well, if you think it's worth it, review this and gasp I might just continue writing it.