Chapter one-
Author's notes
Link is 15 in this story. If he was 10 when he saved Hyrule; 11 or 12 when he went to Ternima (i'm gonna make that 12, he was in hyrule for a year after he defeated ganon); then when he goes to Hyrule again a year or 2 pass by, so he's 15...
Just go with it XD.
A blur of blue and black, flies through the trees. It rests on a sturdy branch far from its red target. The figure brushes its ink black hair back as it notched an arrow. The wind blew, gently shaking the fruit. Then as soon as the stem released the branch the arrow dug into its flesh. The figure smiled to herself. She was getting better from all this practice. She then maneuvered to her target's resting place, in the side of the tree.
Serena pulled the arrow and fruit free from the tree. She took a bite out of the apple as she put her arrow back into the quiver. She was about to take another bite out of the apple but stopped. Something didn't feel right.
"Something is not where it belongs..." She muttered to herself. She took a large bite out of the apple, which make a satisfying crunch, and leapt to the higher portion of the tree. Her mouth dropped open when she saw what/ who it was. 'What is her doing here? This isn't his time...how-'
She almost slipped off the tree. The green clothed Hylian looked around. He seemed uneasy. Serena started panicking even after he stopped searching. Her face was suddenly calm. She then sneaked back down from the tree and slipped behind him. Before the hero could sense her presence she knocked him out. She just stared at him on the ground.
"ACK! I didn't think this through!" She yelled in realization. Serena heaved a sigh unsure of what to do. She picked him up and started toward her house, thinking of a story to tell the hero of time on her back.
Link's POV
I looked back at the path I had taken. For some reason I felt that I needed to go back. Instead I forged ahead the dirt path. My foot snapped a twig, and soon enough a group of moblins came at me. That's strange. They look a bit different than the ones in Hyrule. I had soon defeated them with no problem at all. Their bodies turned to dust, fertilizing the ground I stood on.
I took out the Orcarina of Time for no apparent reason, other than to look. When I had returned to Hyrule I tried to give it back to Zelda. She insisted that I keep it, for good luck at the least. I put it into my back among the other items I had. The bag was getting heavy. I had regained all the items from my adult adventure on my visit to Hyrule. It was a bit difficult being smaller than I was back then, but I felt better having them with me.
I regret keeping the stuff I found in Termina. All these masks and other weapons just made my bag heavier. My bag was goron sized with everything stuffed inside. I must look as silly as the happy masks sales man.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts. Reminiscing makes me homesick. I continued along the path for at least an hour before I heard a loud crunch nearby. I strayed from the path to find another one. I looked around for a bit and then shrugged it off.
'I must be getting tired.' I thought before getting knocked out.
