Okay, so... I realize this might not be so good, but I'm trying! Come on! This is an introduction type thing to my fanfic about the time in between Ocarina of Time and the Wind Waker. This introduction is told from a goddess's point of view, in case you can't tell, but the first chapter will change into a Hylian's point of view and go on from there... I realize this is extremely short, but trust me, when we get into what really happened, the chapters will be very long. Mwahaha.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Zelda. I only own the Hylians, Zoras, Kokiris, etc. that I decided to create for this fanfic. But of course, I don't own all of them - they are STILL races belonging to the Zelda franchise. How sad.
The clouds broke for the first time in months over the land of Hyrule, and at first, everyone seemed to peer up at it in surprise. No, many of them thought, it is only my imagination, playing tricks on me. However, as they stepped into the light, they saw their bodies light up, and they seemed to feel ashamed -- as if the darkness within could be seen in the light.
The dark creatures roaming around Hyrule Field disappeared as soon as the light hit the ground; even a few evil Hylians went running home in fear of a mere light. It had been so long since any of them had seen sunshine. It gave them hope, but at the same time, they knew something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.
Ganon, in his dark chambers, roared at the mention of sunshine. "No," he said, standing and knocking over chairs and an assortment of other things. He ran outside, and was blinded for a few moments. "No!" He shouted at the sky, at us. "You can't stop me! I own the world now! There is no one to stop me! No one!" He looked out of place in the daylight; his red hair seemed to light up, as if it really were fire.
The few sages left alive proceeded to their temples to pray only heavier for help. But we had already found mercy for them -- we were going to answer their prayers, though it would not be in a very peaceful way. To soothe their worries, however, we told them in their dreams to head to the highest mountain they could find, and to bring those who deserved to go with them. Some heeded our warning and immediately left.
The sunlight spread until all of the clouds were gone, and then, we let it rain. The rain only drizzled at first, and again, the people of Hyrule stared up in wonder; how could it rain without clouds? This was the rain of the Gods. This was merciful rain.
After the sages and their chosen few reached the mountaintops, we created a barrier over Hyrule, leaving the mountaintops outside. It began to pour buckets of rain, and everyone stared up, now, at the water hitting the barriers and sliding down, as if they were contained in an invisible balloon. They were confused, at first, by this, but later became panicked.
In the peoples' panic, they ran about, trying to find a way to break the barrier, trying to find a safehaven. They began to murder each other out of panic - the bloodspill was too much to handle. Some committed suicide. I could hardly bear to look.
However, a few watched the sunlight and knew something terrible was going to happen - but it would help them. Somehow, they knew we were answering their prayers.
The first person to spot the water collecting outside the barrier was a five year old Hylian. He told his mother, but she didn't believe him. Soon, the water had grown to five feet outside the barrier, and the people of Hyrule simply watched it in a daze.
Finally, it grew to ten feet, twenty feet... until all of the barrier was covered by rain. It continued on and on until there was hardly a ray of sunshine hitting Hyrule.
And then we stopped time inside the barrier.
Hyrule was dead and gone - the mountaintops that were saved merely served as islands over the vast, new ocean. The handful of people allowed to these mountaintops started again and never told their children of Hyrule.
Soon, a peaceful land was born, and all of Hyrule was forgotten.