Note: Heya, it's me, xXxHitachiinxXx. I'd just like to say that I created this story because I wanted to twist everything up. Please don't send me angry messages or anything. It's fan fiction. Therefore, this is my fan fiction of Zelda. I'd like to keep this story going, but I need feedback and fans in order to do so. If you like the story so far and crave more, drop a review. Please and thank you!

The sun peeked through the dirty window blinds, highlighting my old boring bedroom. I yawned, letting the blankets slip from my clenched grasp. It was the third time this month that I had the same nightmare repeatedly. It was haunting me on no end, torturing my sleep.
In my nightmare, I am running endlessly through the lush dark forest that settles behind my house on Lon Lon Ranch. The balls of my feet burn and sting at each gained distance I run forward. My body is soaked thoroughly with my sweat as I keep on going. I always think in my dream 'Am I ever going to stop? What's my destination? Why am I here?' No matter how many times this nightmare reoccurs on me, I always think that when I can at least grasp the answers. They are tangible answers that can easily be learned by the past that, just like this nightmare, reoccurs often. My breathing is harsh now and I struggle for the oxygen that I cannot live without. Obviously. Right when I think I'm going to burst, I emerge into a small clearing. The treetops shadow over the sun, making the area cool and dark. Sitting down peacefully is a large man who reeks with dominance. He garnished himself in beautiful jewel-encrusted armor that faintly glimmered from the peeking sunlight that tried to reach down into the peaceful clearing. This powerful man had paler skin that I had but had a languid smile that made me swell up inside. His dark eyes slowly enveloped me and I found myself not caring how uncomfortable his hungry eyes became to me. He stood up, making his armor clink together; he strode over to me gallantly. The man cupped my chin with that damn smile of his, "Lilith, your time has come to join me and my minions into the world of destruction. It's time that you cut apart the repetitious past. Be my Lady, Lilith..." His cool hand caressed my cheek as his dark eyes bore into my gray ones...
Then I would always wake up.

I threw on a simple red corset and white skirt. After I brushed back my blond hair and tied the long white laces to my black high-heeled boots, I headed downstairs to see what my dysfunctional family was up to. Yeah, you heard me right. I said /dysfunctional/. It's true.
I have a laborious strict mother, Malon, who never lets me out of the damned ranch until on special occasions----which gives you a hint at my social life and friendships. The only friends I have are the farm animals. But seriously, cows can't sympathize and horses can't give comfort when I'm sad. The squawking chickens don't chat with me. Urgh. No wonder why I label myself CRAZY.
My father is Hyrule's legendary hero, Link. I don't see anything legendary unless you count all the ale he can consume in one sitting. Now that is /legendary/. But supposedly saving Hyrule? Nah, I don't think he really did much. All his boasting is most likely untrue especially when he has 'story time' when he's drunk and the stank of alcohol clings to him. Oh how nice, no?
Along with my parental units, I have an older brother. Oh, man. Let's get started on my brother, Sebastian. Hmm, how do I put this in blunt terms...? How about:
A) He's polyamorous
B) The bastard sleeps with any girl he can get his grimy hands all over
C) He probably has unknown children out there somewhere in Hyrule probably starving to death because his parents were lusty one-nighters
You want to know the worst thing?
He's my parents' FAVORITE!
How is that even possible?! He's a sex machine while I'm loyal to the rules! I do my chores and stay on this ugly damned ranch all my freaking sixteen years of existence! How is that fair to me? Damn Sebastian!
Oh, did I mention that our dog, Hunny, is out to get me? He's always only biting me and getting the animals in chaos when I'm doing my chores! Is there no sanity held for poor old me...?
I guess not.
Damn.

I walked into the small cozy kitchen where my strict mother was cooking scrambled eggs in a frying pan. I could hear the sizzling as I sat myself at the wooden table. My mother smiled as I took my seat silently, not even acknowledging her existence in Hyrule. She was as dead as can be to me. Of course, she was too dense to know that along with other important things, but I won't get into /that/ matter until later on.
"Hey, Lilith, how did you sleep?" Mean Mom asked as she set the table with some grace. She kept smiling even though I knew things about our family was ripping her apart. My mother is just too stubborn to accept or admit things. Especially when she's in the wrong.
"Oh, yeah, it was /great/, Mum. Thanks for, uhhh, asking..." I scratched my head with a sigh. "Where's everyone else? Their heads in the toilet? I had told Sebastian not to challenge Dad to a drinking game. Those can get hellish. Jeesh." I shuddered.
Mean Mom of mine gave me some kind of death glare while her fake smile was still plastered upon her young-girlish face. "No. They went to milk some of the cows because someone oversleep neglecting her chores. Tsk, tsk." She stated as she plopped down golden scrambled eggs onto a decorate platter that had roosters on in.
"Ha ha, that was just so damn funny, Mum!" I growled sarcastically.
"LILITH!" Mean Mom whacked her hot gooey spatula across one of my hands with a tight frown. "No swearing."
"But damn isn't--"
WHACK!!!!
"Someone's being punished..." My father's voice laughed as I heard the front door open. Great. Just the two male bumpkins in this family that I so dearly wanted to see right now----you do know I'm being sarcastic, right? Yeah, yeah. I'm just checking, no grief please!
"Yeah, not being a good girl, I see?" Sebastian snickered as he sat across from me at the table.
"What? No other mean comment? Nothing good? What, was the whore you slept with last night make you tired and boring today?" I spat back, eyeing him with utter anger.
"LILITH!" Mean Mom cried out as she set the platter in the middle of the table so anyone could reach for the portions of eggs.
"Your mother is right. Where'd you get that potty mouth of yours?" Dunce Dad asked me with a cocked eyebrow.
Ha. You bet I said cocked.
Anyhow, I naturally replied without ill intention, "You." Then I placed claim to the eggs by stabbing my fork through the pieces I wanted. I always seemed to favor the really buttery and salty scrambled parts.
"Nice one..." Sebastian coughed as he gulped down fresh squeezed orange juice made by whom else but my has-all-the-time-in-the-world mother. God. She needs a hobby or something...
Just as I was going to pour milk into my glass, there was knocking coming from the front door. Who could be here so early? I mean, there's definitely nothing special there. Hence, why we barely get customers and that we're, in result, poor as, well, dirt.
However, dirt doesn't have money. Isn't even living. Doesn't know currency.