Alternate Realtiry
Before the story begins, let me explain. THis is like an alternate version of OOT, kinda. It didn't happen, but it could have. This does not fit in with my other stories, or the real timeline. I have taken a LOT of artistic liberties... Enjoy!
"No, that's wrong again. I TOLD you to pracitce your quarterstaff! Little girl, have you been running off to the picture show again?!?!?!! Do you WANT to be a warrior or not?"
The young Shekiah girl stared up at Impa with big eyes. "Yes, Impa. I do! But I gotta have a bit of fun, too! I'm already the best for my age, and the age group above me!"
Impa sighed. "Zelda, it's not about being the BEST!!! You must always push yourself harder so taht you won't get killed by a Wolfos or something nast from the forest! Why must i always be put with the difficult ones?!? Oh, well. Get out your harp and play me the prelude of light. No, not THAT harp! Honestly, girl, you vex me. The PRACTICE harp! Do you WANT to warp to high heaven when you play it wrong?!?!?!!? Sheesh!" Zelda was vexing to Impa. She had been given an enchanted harp, like most other Shekiah, but this one was not Shekiah made. It had been found with her when she was a babe. Impa knew that Zelda was not born a shekiah, but was a foundling. Zelda, however, did not. She must never know. It would interrupt her training.
Not that her training was doing much, anyways! It secretly annoyed Impa that a foundling was so much better than the real shiekiah as so much of their own craft. But it was plain as day the she HATED when Zelda forsaked her studies and snuck out. she often went to visit the Gorons. She even had a fire tunic! Really! Impa guessed that she was going to be a Goron Protector when she grew up, or a journeyman. Zelda hoped for the latter, she knew. Goron Protectors watched over the royal goron family. Changing Dipers! Really!
Impa would have been a Royal Protector, but there were no royal children to protect. So here she was, a Teacher. Zelda's Teacher. Cripes, did the child have to be so... contrary?!?!?!
The next morning, Zelda awoke. She had been having another nightmare. She hoped thiso one would not come true. It was about a scary green man on a horse. IT scared her since she was only about 5.
Wait! Something was happening! Fire and brimstone! She MUSt get Impa! "Impa! IMPA!!! "
"I'm here, child. RUN!"
Together they ran away from the burning vilage full of terrible fumes. Zelda passed out in Impa's arms as they ran down the stairs. Impa held her breath as she carried the dear child. She...must...hold...on...
is it stupd? does it suck? TELL ME!!! should i do a Link perspective? a navi perspective? follow this up to the start of OOT? what?
Before the story begins, let me explain. THis is like an alternate version of OOT, kinda. It didn't happen, but it could have. This does not fit in with my other stories, or the real timeline. I have taken a LOT of artistic liberties... Enjoy!
"No, that's wrong again. I TOLD you to pracitce your quarterstaff! Little girl, have you been running off to the picture show again?!?!?!! Do you WANT to be a warrior or not?"
The young Shekiah girl stared up at Impa with big eyes. "Yes, Impa. I do! But I gotta have a bit of fun, too! I'm already the best for my age, and the age group above me!"
Impa sighed. "Zelda, it's not about being the BEST!!! You must always push yourself harder so taht you won't get killed by a Wolfos or something nast from the forest! Why must i always be put with the difficult ones?!? Oh, well. Get out your harp and play me the prelude of light. No, not THAT harp! Honestly, girl, you vex me. The PRACTICE harp! Do you WANT to warp to high heaven when you play it wrong?!?!?!!? Sheesh!" Zelda was vexing to Impa. She had been given an enchanted harp, like most other Shekiah, but this one was not Shekiah made. It had been found with her when she was a babe. Impa knew that Zelda was not born a shekiah, but was a foundling. Zelda, however, did not. She must never know. It would interrupt her training.
Not that her training was doing much, anyways! It secretly annoyed Impa that a foundling was so much better than the real shiekiah as so much of their own craft. But it was plain as day the she HATED when Zelda forsaked her studies and snuck out. she often went to visit the Gorons. She even had a fire tunic! Really! Impa guessed that she was going to be a Goron Protector when she grew up, or a journeyman. Zelda hoped for the latter, she knew. Goron Protectors watched over the royal goron family. Changing Dipers! Really!
Impa would have been a Royal Protector, but there were no royal children to protect. So here she was, a Teacher. Zelda's Teacher. Cripes, did the child have to be so... contrary?!?!?!
The next morning, Zelda awoke. She had been having another nightmare. She hoped thiso one would not come true. It was about a scary green man on a horse. IT scared her since she was only about 5.
Wait! Something was happening! Fire and brimstone! She MUSt get Impa! "Impa! IMPA!!! "
"I'm here, child. RUN!"
Together they ran away from the burning vilage full of terrible fumes. Zelda passed out in Impa's arms as they ran down the stairs. Impa held her breath as she carried the dear child. She...must...hold...on...
is it stupd? does it suck? TELL ME!!! should i do a Link perspective? a navi perspective? follow this up to the start of OOT? what?