My first story, so sorry if it sucks. Anyway, I hope there's at least one person who does like it. Anyway, almost everything belongs to Nintendo except for this god-awful mix-up of a plot. Enjoy!
P.S. Sorry if there's random spacing between lines or some spelling errors. There shouldn't be anything too unrecognizable.
January 18, 2014- I'm back! I'm sorry it's been so long since I've updated, but from this point I'll do my best to keep on updating. I'm going to fix some errors in the first two chapters, and maybe add on to chapters three through six, because those were seriously terrible. Keep in mind, it has been about two years since the last update, so there may be obvious changes in my writing style. It's February now that I've finally decided to upload this rewritten first chapter, so you can see how slow I am.
Looking around at what was once only mine, I couldn't help but recall all of the memories I'd had. Countless hours playing with all of the dolls that I had carelessly thrown around the room, hiding behind the thick, velvety blue floor length curtains, which ultimately led up to the balcony, where I had spent most of my middle school years just looking out at the world around me, taking in the wonderful sights I saw. Now, looking at the bare gray walls, I could sense a hollow feeling slowly creeping up in my chest. Everything that was there was gone- the queen-size wooden bed with the white sheets and canopy, the vanity stationed next to the door, covered in every type and color of cosmetics imaginable, and the computer desk and bookcase, placed next to each other opposite the bed. Now it was just an empty shell, soon to be occupied by a new family, never to be mine again.
"Hurry up and bring down your boxes, Zel!" my father hollered from the foyer. I sighed, picking up the last few boxes I could carry, leaving the heavier ones for my father.
We were leaving our awesome home in the more peaceful part of the city to go live in some hick-town in Hyrule, and in the middle of April, freshman year. Those farmer kids probably stuck to some little clicks formed by the family lineage of their favorite cow, making it impossible for me to fit in.
I loaded the boxes into the back of the moving van, and saw my father come out with the rest. I took in the atmosphere of this house and couldn't imagine why my parents could have decided to leave. It was almost like a mansion, with fifty acres of lush land sprawling out behind it, so my mom could've just cleared of a few feet for the garden she's been dying to have. And why did my dad want to move? He has a stable job and makes loads of money. Is it because of the farm that he bought along with the house? He could've set up a damn farm right next to my mom's freakin' garden! Why do they have to be so rash?
"Calm down, you look like your about to have an aneurysm"
"Yeah, and what's up with your outfit? A blue tank-top with camo shorts? What the hell?" Looking at my shirt, I saw that it was white, and wondered if whoever was speaking was color blind. I looked up only to see two airheads staring at me with their bug eyes, their blond hair done in some insane fashion. Wonderful. Not only am I leaving behind my hopes and dreams, but my last memory of this city will be of these tramps that I call my friends. Although we'd gone through so much together, I could barely stand the sight of them, and I realized that never having to deal with their constant bullshit would be the one good point to moving.
They tried to talk to me, but I pretended to be busy. I waved goodbye to them, on the outside looking like I was about to burst into tears and beg them to come with me, and on the inside rejoicing, and anxiously awaiting the moment they turned the corner and I would never have to see them again. They were the sluts of the school, and I was embarrassed to be seen near them, but I just couldn't tell them to go away. I heard a slam, and looked up to see my dad closing the metallic door to the back of the moving van.
"C'mon Zel, get in the car. Only a little while until we get to begin our new lives!" my father cheerfully called, making his way to the silver Aston Martin in the driveway. I felt like I was about to cry. THIS is our home! THIS is the only place I want to live! But I knew I couldn't, so I stole one last glance at our little white house on the hill, then climbed into the back seat of the car. Looking out at the sky, it looked like a storm was brewing, and the impending storm clouds in the far back would say that I was correct. At least the weather is agreeing with my mood.
"Hey dad, how long is the drive?"
" It's about seven hours." my father stated, keeping his eyes on the road groaned internally, and laid down in the back seat, hoping I could get in some sleep instead of looking out the window at the "beautiful scenery", as my mother called it. I'm pretty sure it's nothing more than the endless farmland and fields that you inevitably see whenever you're driving out of the city. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was the constant thump of the car every time my father drove over the millions of potholes scattered everywhere across the roads.
I was dreaming that I was back at home, safely nuzzled under a blanket on the balcony, staring longingly at the sky and wondering what it would be like if I was living somewhere beyond this home. "You have no idea." my subconscious muttered wryly. The dream dragged on, and eventually I woke to the sound of a stranger and my father talking.
"Okay, so I drive straight for half a mile, then turn left at the intersection, right?'' my father questioned.
"Yup, and if you get stuck, just call me and I'll tell you where to go.", was the strangers response, followed by someone swiftly writing down their phone number on a piece of paper. As the car drove away, the stranger hollered "By the way, welcome to town!"
"My, aren't the people here so nice?'' my father asked in a happy tone.
"Yes, they are. It's about time we've met people with so much hospitality!" my mother responded just as brightly.
"They're just buttering us up so that we don't suspect them when they steal our car.", I stated. Hey, I deserved to put my input out, too!
" ZELDA!" my parents shouted, turning around to glare at me. Hey, it's true. Still laying down on the backseat, I sat up and looked out the window. What I saw shocked me. How was I supposed to hate this place when it was so beautiful? Gone were the storm clouds that so often showed their unwelcome heads. Instead, the sun was shining peacefully, and judging by what the people were wearing, it was quite warm outside. The grass was a vibrant green color and all trees and flowers were in full bloom. The people themselves just looked plain happy. No one trying to go out of their way to show the town who's the best. Their clothes were a bit plain, though, but that just let me notice them more as people instead of mannequins. We drove a bit farther, my dad following the man's directions, until we drove up to a house. I was a bit disappointed by the size, taking note that there was no way all of my stuff could possibly fit into the whole house, let alone the room I was getting. It was two-story, but really small, made of stone and had a red roof. There was an oak tree near the front left corner of the house with a tree house placed high up in the branches.
How's that for a balcony?
Lost in my thoughts, I hadn't noticed that my parents had already evacuated the car and went to the moving van, which was being driven by my father's friend, who worked for a moving company. I decided to wander around. By the front of the house, there were flower buds, soon to sprout into beautiful plants. I walked around to the back, where I saw acres of land. I remembered that I previously overheard my parents talking about owning a pumpkin and potato farm, and I could just imagine loads of kids flocking here every October to go pumpkin picking.
"Zel! Do you want to go check out the inside? "my father called.
"Sure!" I replied, anxious to see my room. My dad had previously told me which one I would be getting. I would be on the second floor while my parents would be on the first. Walking in, I was immediately in the living room. It was a pretty blue-tinted white. The next room was the kitchen /dining room, both shades of a warm yellow. Continuing, through the house, I came to a hallway with a staircase at the end. Climbing up it, I stepped in front of the wooden door that would lead to my room and turned the knob. Glancing around, the walls were a blue-gray color. The same color I wanted my old room painted. I smiled to myself, knowing that this was the work of my parents. It was about half of the size of my old room, but for some reason I wasn't as disappointed as I thought I would be. Being that there was no balcony, there was a floor to ceiling window overlooking the soon-to-be pumpkin/potato farm. I was starting to imagine all that I could do to make this room more like my old, and got caught up in all of the fantasies, until my mother came in.
"Zelda, why don't you go out and look around the town?"
"'Kay, I will."
I made my way back out the house, and decided to go the way that we drove here, seeing as there were many people and buildings there. I tried to take in my surroundings. There were many differences between this town and the city, but I never really liked the city, and I hate to say this town was starting to grow on me. I saw some teenagers, probably going to the same school as me. Some of them were riding around fields on horses, racing each other, and others were going to eat food with friends. I longed to be in one of those groups, but who would want to be friends with me? No one.
"Hey you! Yeah, you, the new girl!" I heard someone shout. I scanned around me, and then almost had a heart attack when I saw a group of about six people come towards me. One of them was a girl about five feet tall, with short green hair. Following her were two guys, one tall and a bit chunky with brown hair, the other huge and muscular with reddish-brown hair and slightly tanned skin. There was also a white-haired red eyed girl with a hard but kind expression, a tan girl with flaming red hair tied up in a ponytail, and a blonde girl, with sparkling blue eyes, who reminded me somewhat of the girls back home, mainly because of her I'm-better-than-you face. What would they want from me?
….. They're totally going to rob me.
"What's your name?" asked the green haired, an excited expression on her face.
" Ummm...it's Zelda." , I replied hesitantly.
"WELCOME TO OUR HUMBLE TOWN, PRINCESS ZELDA!" she shouted, frightening me and getting the attention of the other people passing by. Who knew such a little girl could scream so loud? And what did she just call me? Probably noting the puzzled expression on my face, the girl began to explain.
"Hyrule is a country with many legends, and there is one about the Hero of Time. The hero was put on a journey to save Hyrule from destruction, and was helped by the six sages, along with Princess, who turned out to be the seventh sage. Looking through the history books, we've realized we all have a strong resemblance to the sages, and let's just say you look more like the princess than anyone else we've met before. Anyway, since the names were lost along with time, we're just relying on looks to call ourselves the sages. Got all that?" Either these kids are just joking around and having a good time, or they're crazy. Either way, it's better to belong to a group then be alone. I decided I should just get to know them better.
"I see. And your names would be...?" I asked, hoping that their names weren't as crazy as they were.
The short girl spoke up. "I'm Saria, the Sage of the Forest. The chubby one is Rauru, Sage of Light, while the big guy is Darunia, Sage of Fire. The tan one is Nabooru, Sage of Spirit, the one with red eyes is Impa, and the one that looks like a bitch is Ruto, the Water Sage.''
"Nice to meet you all. What am I then?" I asked, trying to distract Ruto, who looked like she was about to tear Saria's throat out after she gave that kind description of her.
"You are the princess of this country, and the leader of us all. We must obey your commands. OH GLORIOUS LEADER, IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO FOR YOU? ANYTHING AT ALL?" she screamed in a joking manner, bowing down to me. We all stared at her before cracking up. We were all dying, except for Ruto, who had her nose stuck up in the air. But who cares about Ruto?
"So, what was the princesses and sages relationship with the hero?" I asked Saria, wondering.
"Well, the water sage, which would be Ruto, was in love with him, while the rest of us were his friends. However, the hero didn't love Ruto, and there are some hints pointing to him falling in love and ending up with the seventh sage, and princess, which would be you." she stated with an eyebrow waggle. Wow. These people really did their research. But is it even true? Well, apparently Ruto took it seriously, because she was glaring at me as if I had stolen something that had once been hers. In this case, the hero.
"Well, now do we have to go on a hunt for the hero?" I asked jokingly." No" Saria replied, dead serious. "We've already found him a long time ago." She pointed across the street at a blonde guy who had a slighter, more agile frame than Darunia and Rauru. He looked up, although not noticing us, and I couldn't help but notice how gorgeous his eyes were, and how charming he looked altogether. Next to me, I could tell Ruto noticed to.
Well, if this is the hero I end up with, I don't mind being the princess
I had a feeling that this town wasn't going to be so bad. Brushing my brown-ish red-ish blonde-ish hair out of my eyes, I heard Saria call out " Hey Link! Come meet the Princess!" Well, what a wonderful way to be introduced to just about the hottest guy I've ever seen! He shook his head at her and pointed at the bags he was carrying.
"Looks like he has some chores to do. Let's go help him out!" Rauru suggested, and Ruto all but flew over to him. Well, if the sage of water flung over to the hero like Ruto to Link every time she saw, I don't blame the hero for hating her. I started towards my new friends, who were already by him, eager but frightened to talk to him. What was his name again? Didn't Saria call him Link?
My phone suddenly rang, and I pulled it out of the pocket to see my mom was calling. Not wanting to face her wrath later, I picked it up.
"Yeah, mom? You need something?" I asked, a bit impatient to rejoin my friends.
"Well, I was wondering if you could drop by the hardware store and buy some light bulbs. Some of the ones in the house are burned out." she told me.
"'Kay". I hung up the phone, groaning. Well, I guess no meeting Link for now. Instead, I have to set out on a mission to find a hardware store with a location unknown to me. I turned around and started to walk down the road full of shops when I heard a voice call out to me.
"Hey, where are you going?" Impa asked me. You could tell she seemed kind of offended. "You don't hate us, do you? Is it something about Link? Do you not want to meet him?" I laughed at how she misjudged the situation. If anything, I would be glad to stay with them. Especially Link.
"No, my mom wants me to go stop by a store to get some light bulbs. Can you point me in the right direction?"
"I can walk you to it, if you'd like"
"That'd be great! If it weren't for you, I would probably end up walking aimlessly up and down the streets", she scoffed after I said that, and I looked up to see her smilingly warmly at me. "It's not a problem."
We walked side by side, none of us speaking, but it wasn't awkward as most silences usually were. I took in Impa's looks, and saw that she was, in her own unique way, beautiful. Her blood red eyes and white hair, along with her red lipstick and dark clothing, made her look menacing, but her motherly facial expression just made her seem like a caring person. If I was to have someone who I could trust with anything, it would probably be her.
"So I take it that Ruto has a crush on Link?", I asked, already sure of the answer.
"You don't know the half of it." She responded. "It started when Link first came here. His parents died when he was just an infant. I think they were caught in a house fire or murdered. Something like that. Well anyway, he was put into an orphanage as there was no trace of other family members. When he was about four, his grandmother, who had lived her whole life in this town, had found him and took him in. He was a strange boy. Everyone was sure he was mute. Hell, they still think he is. He only ever speaks to his grandmother, and when there's no one around, us. I guess he's just shy, or doesn't know whether he should trust people with what he says. Anyway, Ruto once got lost in the woods behind his house, and after he rescued her, she went around gloating that the two of them would be together forever. In reality, Link's probably wishing that she'd just spontaneously combust. We're all wishing she would."
"Add me to the list" I stated seriously. Impa laughed and jokingly punched me in the shoulder.
"Well, here we are." Impa cheerfully sang out, pointing at the rundown sign that probably said "hardware store" or something along the lines. However, that was just an inference. It could've said something about a crazy witch hut and I wouldn't have known. I quickly ran inside it, went to the light bulb section and picked up what looked the most like something that would fit in the ceiling lamps at my new home. I bought them for a surprisingly cheap price compared to the ones at my old home, and ran out. Impa was standing under the shade cast by a weeping willow planted by the front of the store.
"So where to next?", Impa questioned me.
"I don't know, probably home to drop these off." I said, pointing to the bag with the light bulbs.
"I'll walk you there. Then I'll know where you live so I can visit you". I was still curious about some things about the rest of the 'sages'. "So, you've all known each other since you were kids?". Impa nodded.
"So, are you in the ninth grade?"
"...We should be. The schoolhouse caught on fire the beginning of the year. Classes have been halted until it is rebuilt, so we all just spend our days hanging out. Haven't you noticed there's a bunch of kids out twelve p.m. on a Monday?" Well, don't I feel stupid. It should've been obvious. And it was twelve p.m.? When did we depart from the city? Five in the morning! Impa smirked, knowing by my silence that I was thinking over how I could've missed this.
'' So, what do you think of our circle of friends?" Impa asked, changing the subject. I thought it over.
"Well, you all seem really nice, and I like how you all know so much about Hyrule's ancient history. Although, Ruto doesn't seem to like me, and I haven't had a chance to meet Link." I told her honestly, as we walked up to my driveway.
" Well, you're going to have plenty of time for that. He lives across the street from you" Impa said in a wry tone. I whipped my head around and looked across the street. There I saw Ruto, trying in vain to get the attention of a guy whose unbelievable blue eyes were gaping solely at me.
So, I've spent the whole day fixing the spelling errors in every chapter, and hopefully I've managed to get them all. If there is any grammar or spelling issues just tell me and I'll make sure to fix them :)
Back when I first wrote this, I was using a computer that didn't have word on it, so I used word pad instead, so I didn't get those cute little squiggles correcting my mistakes. I didn't think it would be much of a problem, because I was confident in my writing and didn't believe that there would be any mistakes. Thanks seventh grade self, for almost killing your future self with your writing
Reading through this again just feels so insane. There's no real excuse for my long hiatus, but the main reason I stopped updating was because my father decided to take my old computer-which had all of chapters seven through twelve-and ship it off to my cousin, who decided he didn't want the computer and probably trashed it. All of my motivation shriveled up and died at that point.