The soldier in the alley
Zelda had fled on her horse with Impa, and she threw some object into the river. I suddenly encountered the Great King of Evil, Ganondorf, who struck me down with a lightning ball of some sort. Then he left.
I grabbed the object from the river, and it turned out to be the Ocarina of Time. I learned how to play the Song of Time, and ran into the market, where the Temple of Time stood. Only, this is not the short story I was planning to tell. It really started when I didn't immediately rush to the Temple of Time. Instead, I went to check out the back alley. Nobody was back there, except for this one man. A soldier.
The soldier was sitting against the wall. He's been stabbed in the stomach with a knife, and had several other cuts. When I saw him, I ran to him, and kneeled over, examining his wound. I shook a little, but carefully grabbed the handle of the knife, and slowly pulled it out of his stomach. I studied the blade, noting that it looked like a blade that a lizalfos would carry. I set it down, and turned back to the man. He coughed, and looked at me.
"A-are you the boy from the forest?" He asked me, his voice croaking with every word. I looked at him, and slowly nodded. "P-princess Zelda was looking for you." He paused. I quickly shuffled through my pouch, searching for something that would heal him. "Ugh." I said. "I'm out of red potions and fairies, and the one I do have can't heal." "No, it's okay." Said the soldier with difficulty. "Z-Zelda wanted to give you something. Did you get it?" I nodded again. He coughed again.
He looked me in the eye. "Y-you remind me of s-someone. A friend of mine who died during the Hyrulian civil war ten years ago. His wife d-died a couple days after that. She had a baby son that I could swear looked like you. I don't kn-know what happened to him though." I looked at him, confused. "Oh Hyrule." The soldier drew his last breath, and stopped moving.
I sat in a crouched position. I felt a warm tear fall down my cheek. I have never seen the death of a human before. Only the deaths of the creatures that I have been killing for quite some time. But who was this child that he talked about, who looked like me? And this man and wife? Never mind, I had a job to do. With that, I headed to the Temple of Time.
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It was seven years later that I learned. That baby boy...was me.
I was born during the Hyrulian civil war. My father died in battle. My mother died a few days later, protecting me. and I...I have survived.
I am Link, the Hero of Time.