Another rewrite of a crappy story! Trust me, you won't regret reading this!

Ordon Village on YouTube: watch?v=Wd3zusS25Qo

The boy brushed a lock of his golden hair out of his blue eyes as he heaved the hay into the horse stables.

"Morning, Epona," he said to the only Clydesdale there.

The horse neighed. The boy was wearing aged blue pants that had been torn so it stopped at the knee, and his light brown shirt was also covered with dirt and water. He smiled at Epona, stroking her affectionately.

"Hey, boy! Get over here!" a voice called.

"Alright, Gramps! I'm coming!" the boy called back.

He rushed to his house, which wasn't anything remotely special. It had a small kitchen, a hay-like roof, and a wooden table near the side. Another door led to a bedroom with a hanging candle and two beds. And there was the old man, who was holding a sword with a finely crafted sheath, as well as a large straw-weaven basket covered with a brown-red cloth.

"Okay, Flynn," Gramps said. "You're duty is to deliver these to the Captain of the Hyrulian Knights. I hope I can trust you with a simple task, as the castle is only a couple miles away."

"Yeah. Yeah. Can I take Derek with me?" Flynn asked, taking the sword and basket.

"... Fine. But watch your brother. Make sure you don't lose him," Gramps said, pushing Flynn out the door.

Flynn sighed, and walked into the open field, where he saw a boy with pale white hair, a dark complexion, and red eyes. The boy was wearing a leather like shirt and black pants. Flynn whistled.

"Hey Derek! Wanna come with me to the castle?" he called.

Derek grinned widely, and rushed over.

"Really? Ya mean it?" he asked, jumping excitedly.

Flynn nodded. "Of course I do. Have I ever lied to you?"

"Well, there was the time you told me there was buried treasure underneath the stables. I dug there, and found nothing but dirt and a few bones!" Derek shouted.

Flynn sweatdropped. "Um... We should get going!"

He walked past Derek, his face a mask of determination. Derek sighed, shaking his head.

"So... We're taking Aaron, right?" he asked.

Aaron was one of Ordon's fastest horses. Flynn shook his head.

"Nah. I'm taking Epona," he said, buckling the sword to his back.

"But Aaron's fast!" Derek protested.

"Epona's faster."

"Didn't think so."

Flynn went over to the stables and opened Epona's. He climbed up on her, and rode over to Derek. He extended his hand to his brother, who grabbed it and hitched himself behind Flynn. The two rode off as the sun rose higher and higher into the sky.

"Hey, Brother," Derek said.

"Yeah? What's up?" Flynn replied.

"Are you competing in the tournament being held in Castle Town?"

"... No. Not feeling it."

"But you're a great swordsman! And a great archer, spear thrower, horse rider, climber, basically everything! Why not? You'll win!"

"That's exactly why. I don't want to win. It's too easy."

"That's what you said last year! Take some pride, Brother!"

Flynn said nothing again as they arrived at the Castle Town Gates. There were two guards.

Castle Town on YouTube: watch?v=Bd_evyhCwqc

"Ay! Wherddya think yer goin'?" one of them, a burly man, exclaimed.

"Hm?" Flynn looked at him, as if he were crazy.

"We gotta check ya first, o'course!" he said.

Flynn smiled. "Of course."

The second guard, a lean and tall man, looked at them. "What's w'dat sword 'n basket, huh?"

"Just delivering to the Captain," Derek stated proudly.

"Why should we believe a couple o' kids, eh?" the burly soldier asked suspiciously, narrowing his beady eyes.

Flynn opened the basket. Ther was nothing but bread and some covered soup.

"You were saying?" he asked, covering the basket again.

"Alright. You kin pass," the lean soldier said, letting them through.

As they rode, Derek turned around and stuck his tongue out at them. Once he and Flynn were through, they got off Epona and led her straight for the castle. They walked past the market and in through the big gates.

Hyrule Castle on YouTube: watch?v=_tOwEpL4lyA

"The captain's quarters should be here somewhere..." Flynn mumbled, looking around the colossal area.

"Brother, look!" Derek said, pointing to the left.

Flynn looked, and saw two soldiers dueling, and it looked gruesome for the younger of the two. The one about to win was large in muscle and in speed. The younger one, similar in physicality to Flynn (skinny), was about to be struck down. Flynn clenched his fists. The group of soldiers watching cheered loudly.

"STOP!" Flynn yelled.

Hidden Village/ Flynn's Theme on YouTube: watch?v=9FUZNfb-BIo

The muscular soldier stopped. He looked at him, confused. The group stopped cheering, and all glared at the boy.

"Why should I?" the buff soldier asked.

"Because... He doesn't deserve it," Flynn said.

"Ah, but he does. This soldier has dishonored himself, and needs punishment."

"What you're doing isn't honor. It's just sheer cruelness."

Derek frowned. "Brother..."

"And how would you know I am bullying him and not punishing him?" the buff soldier asked.

"Believe me, I know the difference," Flynn replied seethingly.

He remembered when he was out fishing when he saw people beating on a child. The moves they used were the exact same ones the soldier was using on the boy.

Flynn drew the sword, shoving the basket to Derek. The buff soldier laughed.

"You really wish to challenge me? The Captain of the Hyrulian Knights, Girard?"

Flynn stopped for a moment. "You're the Captain...?"

"Well duh!" one of the soldiers shouted.

Flynn gripped the sword tighter. "Even more of a reason to beat some sense into you."

Girard snickered haughtily. Then, all of a sudden, Flynn was right in front of him. Girard gasped as a piece of his helmet fell off, exposing his scarlet eyes. The soldiers gaped at the broken helm.

"How dare you..." Girard said, and he tried slicing at Flynn's leg.

Flynn blocked with the sword, not moving otherwise. He then stuck the flat of his blade into Girard's hand, and flung Girard's blade into the air.

"Is that all?" Flynn said, as the blade began to fall with the point down.

Girard saw this, and backed up, thinking the blade would strike Flynn. But it didn't. Flynn caught the blade by the handle, and wasn't even grazed.

"Some captain you are," he said, taking a few steps towards Girard.

Girard gulped. "G-Guards!"

One of the soldiers tossed a bigger blade towards his captain. The rest circled around Flynn, pointing their spears threatiningly.

"Alright, boys! This just like training, 'cept we got a moving target!" Girard shouted, adding a laugh.

He expected Flynn to be scared, but the boy only snickered.

"You should've attacked already," he said, grinning.

"What are you— What the...?" Girard said as the tops of all the soldiers spears fell off.

Flynn sheathed the sword, and unbuckled it from his back. He placed it on the ground. Derek helped up the skinny soldier as Flynn took the basket and set it beside the sword. The soldiers backed up from him.

"Here. These are for you. I was sent to give them to you. Ordon sends you and Hyrule Castle its regards," he said, and he hopped onto Epona.

"Wait, boy!" Girard called out.

"What?" he asked, as Derek hoisted himself and the fallen soldier onto the horse.

"Just who the hell do you think you are?"

Flynn smiled sympathetically. "A simple Ordon farmer."

The last he saw of Girard before leaving was a look of genuine shock.

"Brother, you really shouldn't have done that..." Derek said, struggling to keep the soldier on Epona.

"That bastard was askin' for it," Flynn replied, heading for the local healer.

"And you're supposed to set an example for me..."

Flynn rolled his eyes, and opened the healer's door.

Potion Shop on YouTube: watch?v=hIY6n8EFTb4

"Ah, welcome. What can I do for you today?" the healer asked.

Is was a woman with a tan complexion, wearing baggy white pants and white top. Her reddish brown hair was in a ponytail. She saw the soldier.

"So Paul has been injured again," she said.

"He's been hurt before?" Derek asked.

"Yes. By the Hyrulian Captain himself."

"Why?"

"Captain Girard finds it amusing."

"I see he's no stranger to 'punishing' underlings," Flynn muttered.

The healer nodded. "He is a fake. All the stories you know about him are merely talk. He only keeps his position because no one knows that he's a liar, besides us."

"Why don't you tell the Royal Family about this?" Derek asked.

The healer sighed. "Child, they would not believe me. The Royal Family only listens to its advisors, and I am just a healer."

"Some Royal Family..." Flynn said, crossing his arms.

The healer poured the contents of a potion onto the soldier, and he opened his eyes. He looked around, and got up.

"Knocked out again, huh?" he said, stretching.

House/ Paul's Theme on YouTube: watch?v=rnYw66cFOo4

Paul was a slightly tanned boy with messy black hair. His soldier uniform consisted of a blue tunic, a brown pair of pants, and a black belt. He had taken off his iron helmet so his emerald eyes could reflect the soft embers of the shop.

"I'll see you three again," the healer said as Flynn, Derek, and Paul left.

Paul yawned as soon as they were out.

"I owe you two. You're life savers," he said.

"Sure thing!" Derek said.

"Name's Paul, but that lady probably told ya already."

"She did. I'm Flynn," Flynn said.

"I'm his brother Derek!" Derek declared.

"So you enterin' the tournament?" Paul asked.

"No," the brothers said simultaneously.

"You sure? Winner gets ten thousand Rupees!" Paul said, trying to tempt them.

"Um, I dunno... Do you want to... Flynn?" Derek turned to where his brother used to stand to find he wasn't there.

"Uh, where'd he go?" Derek asked.

"I'd like to register for the tournament! Name's Flynn Avaryan!" Paul and Derek heard Flynn say.

Derek sweatdropped. "I thought he wasn't gonna enter..."

"C'mon, Derek! You gotta watch me!" Flynn called to his brother.

"But the tournament's tomorrow. Not today," Paul said.

Flynn walked back to them. "That money's as good as mine!"

"Good for you! Well, I gotta head back to duty!" Paul said.

Derek and Flynn snickered. "Duty..."

Girard paced in his office. "Bested by a damn farmer... A farmer! The lowest of the low! Where did he learn to wield a sword...?"

His eyes fell on the sword. He picked it up, and looked at the blade.

"Must be some sort of enchantment..." he muttered to himself.

"It is not," a dark voice said from nowhere.

Girard flinched. "Who the hell was that?"

The voice chuckled. "I can see you want revenge."

"Of course I want revenge! That damn boy bested me in front of all my men! And a farmer at that!" he shouted, clenching his fists.

"I can give you power. I can give what you want," the voice said, and the room dimmed.

"Yes! Give it to me, uh..."

"I will be one with you soon, so call me Girard as well," the voice said, and a dark aura materialized in front of Girard.

Girard smiled evilly, and took the aura in his hand. The voice laughed, and then seeped into Girard's skin. The captain collapsed to the floor, skin pulsing unnaturally. He threw his head up, and shrieked.

"What was that, Your Highness?" the servant asked the man.

"I don't know, but it sounded like Girard," the King replied.

"Shall I check on him, sire?"

"... No. He is probably just training."

The servant bowed, smiling a toothy grin as he did so. "Yes sire."

So Vaati is getting a new body? Interesting he chose the captain. Such a fatty. I, Chancellor Cole, am disappointed in his lack of style, he thought to himself.

The young girl walked around the castle gates, admiring how the castle looked from the front. She then noticed two boys walking towards the gate. A blond and a younger silver haired one. The blond looked at her, blue eyes filled with curiosity.

"What is it, Brother... Hm?" the younger one asked, looking in the same direction.

The girl felt flustered when they looked at her. She began walking in the opposite direction.

"Thin we should follow her?" Derek whispered.

"I dunno... Gramps wanted us to deliver the shield to Girard as well, but she's striking the better of me..." Flynn replied, looking at the shield, then at the direction the girl was walking.

"Ah, the shield can wait. We have until sunset to get back, anyway."

Castle Courtyard on YouTube: watch?v=Ng1iK678jDk

Flynn and Derek casually walked in the direction the girl went. They then noticed the guards.

"Um, I think this place is restricted," Derek mumbled to Flynn.

"Thanks. I hadn't noticed the guards," Flynn replied sarcastically.

The dove into a bush right as a guard looked in their direction.

"Damn! That was close," Flynn muttered.

"Howdya think we're gonna get past?" Derek asked.

Flynn looked up, and saw a few ledges.

He smiled mischievously. "We climb."

Derek grinned. He went up first. Flynn went up next. They began to run along the edge of the castle's second floor.

"Hey! Whaddya think yer doin'!?" a soldier yelled.

"Crap!" Flynn yelled, and the two brothers sprinted into the closest opening they found.

They saw a pool of water that went fairly deep, and dove in. They saw an air pocket, and squeezed their heads in.

"Brother, I'm scared..." Derek said.

"So am I," Flynn replied. "All that for a girl..."

They went silent when they saw the guards. One of them said something, and waited. They all left after bowing to someone or something. Derek was first to climb out.

"Who are you?" a voice asked, startling the boy.

Zelda's Lullaby on YouTube: watch?v=Hb5Lfwme1oE

Derek saw the girl, and gulped.

"I-I'm Derek," he said. "My brother Flynn—"

Flynn burst out of the pool, seemingly sparkling. He landed on his feet gracefully. The girl blushed at the sight of him.

"Derek, is it clear?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah! I don't think she's gonna tell, r-right?" Derek looked at her.

"No, no! Of course not!" she hastily said.

Flynn smiled at her. "Thanks. What's your name?"

"Z-Zelda."

"Th-the princess of Hyrule!?"

Flynn was shocked. Derek cleared his throat.

"So... Why won't you tell?" he asked.

Zelda thought about it. "You don't seem bad people. Where are you from?"

"Ordon Village. We're farmers," Flynn said, feeling awkward in the presence of the princess.

"Brother, we should get going," he said, tugging his brother by the wrist to the exit.

"U-um, y-you can—" Zelda began.

"Don't worry, we'll be back," Flynn said.

Derek grinned at her. "We keep our promises. That's a promise."

The two snuck their way out successfully.

"Man, the stories were no lie. Se truly is beautiful," Flynn said, unlatching the shield from Epona's back.

"No kidding..." Derek said.

"She'll wed easily. Bet there're tons of proposals already!"

"Y-Yeah."

They went to the captain's office, and no one was there. Flynn set the shield on the nearby table.

"Alright, Derek, let's go," he said, walking out.

"Okay," Derek replied, following his brother.

The young boy then senses something. He turned around, but saw nothing.

"What is it?" Flynn asked.

"I-It's nothing. Come on, we should get going," the younger brother said, heading for Epona.

They hopped on, and rode to the village. What they saw shocked them.

"A fire!?" Derek exclaimed. "We gotta hurry!"

Mini Boss Battle on YouTube: watch?v=pXHyu5-6NCM

Flynn snapped the reins, and Epona dashed off, straight towards their house. Flynn burst through the door, and kicked aside burning wood and hay.

"Gramps! Gramps!" he kept yelling, and soon saw him.

Flynn quickly tossed off the plank he was trapped under, and quickly made it back out.

"Make sure he's safe! I'll try and put out the fire!" Flynn said, heading for the buckets.

He was knocked back by an invisible force. Flynn fell to the ground, cringing in pain.

"Brother!" Derek yelled.

Flynn then materialized a sword from nowhere. Derek jumped back.

"Brother, how'd you do that?" he asked.

"Stay back. I can feel their aura," Flynn said.

Gramps coughed. "So his powers are awakening..."

Flynn struck a blow at thin air, and their was a shriek. A monster fell to the ground, disappearing in a puff of smoke. Derek covered Gramps as more appeared. Flynn's sword vanished, and a bow appeared. He shot at one of the monsters as an arrow flashed into Flynn's hands.

"Brother has powers?" Derek asked.

"Yes... He is the last of the Masters... A tribe of people who could master everything they tried at. That's why Flynn is so good at everything," Gramps said.

"What about me? Am I a Master?"

"No... You and Flynn are blood brothers, though. Your father was the Master, and your mother, my daughter, was something else. A Dark, one who uses powers from Darkness. You are so young, so your powers might not awaken right away. Just don't lose control, Derek. That is the key..."

Gramps went limp.

"Gramps...? Gramps! No, don't you go, you stubborn fool! Open your eyes!" Derek yelled.

Gramps didn't respond. Derek felt the tears come. As well as rage. He set down Gramps's body on the now warming dirt.

"Alright, which one of you bastards did it? Who set the fire?" Derek growled, a dark aura surrounding his body.

"Derek! Don't do it!" Flynn yelled, taking a swipe at a monster.

"It was I who set the fire," a dark voice echoed.

A figure appeared. A man with flowing purple hair, a light purple complexion, and dressed in a long purple cloak embedded with a red eye. His scarlet eyes glimmered in the heat of the flames.

"Why did you do it?" Derek asked seethingly, baring his teeth.

"This man's mind wanted to take revenge on your brother. His heart was filled with greed, so it was easy to take him over. I did because I could, and—" the man was interrupted by Derek's hand punching him in the face.

"You bastard! You have no idea what you've done, have you!?" the boy yelled. "You brought pain among so many people, and now they're gone! Do you even care!?"

The man made a "hmph" sound. "Why should I? They are meaningless humans. Mere mortals that are born only to die in the end."

Derek threw another blow, But the man just shot him back.

"Pitiful boy... You don't even know who you're up against," he said.

"Derek!" Flynn yelled as the Dark crashed to the ground.

Flynn helped his brother to his feet. "You okay?"

"... Yeah. Fine," came the reply.

The man narrowed his eyes. "You two aren't even worth fighting. And this body feels to fat for me. Besides, I have need of a higher rank."

The purpleness of the man faded, and it was just Girard's lifeless body, which fell to the ground, and burned in the fire.

"That was the Captain..." Flynn said, staring at where the body fell.

Derek got off Flynn, wobbling slightly. Flynn reached out.

"No. I'll be okay," Derek said.

Our Children Taken/ Derek's Theme on YouTube: watch?v=lXcOlgH96MQ

"How's Gramps?" Flynn asked.

"I... I couldn't save him! He's gone..." Derek sobbed, punching the ground, making a small crater.

"No... It's not your fault..." Flynn said.

The young Master looked at his Grandpa's body, seeing as it was about to be consumed by flames. He made a nostalgic smile.

"Guess that old man's going the way he always wanted to go. Right before battle. He always told me he wanted to be the one to set off a chain of events to something historical," he said. "Guess he's done it."

"Yeah... No kidding..." Derek mumbled.

Flynn got up. Derek looked at his brother. "What're you doing?"

Flynn sighed, frowning. "The last thing I ever wanted to do. Find our parents."

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