A/N: So, I wasn't going to post this until I got the first chapter done also, but this should give me a preview as to how many people actually want to read this. (I needed to finish other things, too, before I posted this, but oh well.) ha ha. Here it is.
Disclaimer: As you know, I don't own Zelda. If I did, I probably wouldn't be writing fan fiction.
A Blue-Eyed Beast
Prologue
There it was-another pale full moon that illuminated the ebony black night sky. I stared grudgingly up at the off-white orb that sat amongst the stars. I felt as if the moon was only placed in the sky to mock me; to mock me with its light that brought lovers together. I was cursed by the moon, and for as long as it sat in the sky, I would not forget my grudge against it.
Here I was, a young man, a young man who saved his people from the many perils of his land, and I was forced to my hands and knees like a dog. I had been transformed into this hideously degrading form of the "legendary beast." It had been Zant's evil doings that had changed me into this thing; that by every moonlit night I would crawl on my hands and knees as an animal. I was a man trapped in the body of a hairy, filthy mutt.
Even with the cursed body I had, I was still partly a young man, and I, like all young men, desired the love of a certain girl. My eyes were set only on one beautiful, caring lady, but sadly, out of all the things I could have, a girl was not one of them. What girl in Hyrule would want a crazed, half-beast as a lover?
Already I could feel my pulse quicken, either because I was thinking of the goddess that I loved, or because the moon was beginning to take its toll on me. I quickly found my answer.
My transformation began to take place like it did almost every night. I could feel my heart beat pound against my ribs so hard that pains seared through my chest. Every joint in my body ached as if they were on fire. My hands, arms, legs, feet: they all began to change. Dark grey hair began to sprout from my skin, and the bests' tail emerged from my own tail bone. The transformation hurt in every way possible. My emotions, my physical hurt, the pain of feeling every part of my human being slip away from me…I suffered from them every single moonlit night.
Then, the lunacy started. Yes, I was a man, but the part beast in my strongly took over. My muzzle lifted toward the moon and I howled in spite of myself. Somewhere in the distance I heard another wolf howl in reply. My beast brain went ramped and my four legs pushed off the ground. I leapt into the air from the cold stone I had been standing on. My legs jerked into a steady rhythm as I began to run. Where, I didn't know. It was almost as if I no longer had complete control over myself.
So this story of a half-man begins; a wolf, craving blood and meat, but a man craving the sweet caresses of a woman.
A/N: And that's the prologue. Tell me how you like it. :D If even just one person likes it so far, I'll continue.