Destiny - Vignette - submitted 6-29-07.
Welcome to my first foray into the world of The Legend of Zelda. I hope that you like it and do not dislike it for my use of an over-used subject.
Summary: A vignette of Ocarina of Time and Majora's Mask. Link's thoughts awhile after being sent back in time. Overly used subject, I know, but hopefully a different look. Follows the manga.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time or The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask.
DESTINY.
A Legend of Zelda fanfiction by GundamWingFanatic90.
"Do you believe in destiny?" She once asked me. I told her yes.
In the years after Ganon's defeat, after she had sent me back in time to my original form, I found it hard to grasp her purpose for doing so. It was difficult, seeing everyone around me and knowing how they had died, how they had turned into puppets and lived in fear in the future; the future that would never be.
It was painful, too, to think that she did not remember any of it.
But I did.
I could remember the day that I met her, the Princess of Destiny. I could recall, at an instant, my many journeys and battles; could trace with my fingertips the multiple scars that I had once been marred with. But none of it was real, anymore.
None of my deeds were remembered by the people they had helped, save for, possibly, the six Sages, who no longer existed on the same plane as those who did not remember. My feelings for Zelda were not known, not reciprocated. No longer did she love me as I loved her. I was a 17-year-old in the body of a child; I could remember the sensations the sight of her stirred within me, the great strength that I had once possessed within my supple muscles. But not anymore.
I could still remember the last battle with Ganon, when she had used her piece of the Triforce, the Triforce of Wisdom, to obtain the power to seal him away. I could remember my Triforce of Courage resonating with hers as I laid the Ocarina of Time in the palm of her hand. I could remember the destinies that had been laid before us, that were interrupted by her decision to send me back to my original time.
I was once asked if I believed in destiny.
I told her yes, because I had seen it with my own eyes. But she knew it not.
Again, I hope that you liked it, and that it did not offend your tastes in good fan literature. Feedback is much appreciated, and flames shall be considered before being fed to the dodongos underneath my bed. Thank you very much.
-Fanatic