This is a story by me, an aspiring writer who has no association with the Zelda series whatsoever besides being a big fan. Anyway, I'm currently writing some other stuff, along with working my butt off as a senior in high school, so I may not even be able to finish this story--but it's one that I've been wanting to write for a long time, because I feel that there's a lot of potential. Therefore, I'm going to do my best to carry this story through to the end, and update it as frequently as I can. That may mean that updates might not come as frequently as you want them to, but stick with me.
All that aside, here is some background information. This is a fanfic that is based off of Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. It has many familiar settings from that game, but few of the familiar characters. It may be difficult for you to even find Link in this one--but I might give him a cameo appearance sometime later, so be looking for him anyway. The reason that so few of these characters appear is because I am writing the HISTORY of Hyrule as I believe it happened. I do not take credit for all the ideas present in this story, however; the plot is built from a compilation of theories and analyses of the dungeons in the game. The discussion that gave birth to these theories took place on the Ocarina of Time board on . I don't care to name all the people that contributed, but I give credit to every one of them for making this happen. Gracias, thank you, and arigato. Of course, I've also taken many of my own liberties and worked outside of those theories as well, trying to create a story that I hope will be an interesting read.
The last thing: If you read, I would appreciate a review. Like I said, I have many things that I'm doing outside of writing this story. If nobody's reading it, I'll stop writing it, because even though I enjoy it, I am currently working on other works that I enjoy writing just as much and have intentions of getting published (After much, much, much revision). I don't care what you say in the review--it can be one or two sentences, but just let me know that you're there, and I'll keep the fun going.
So, without further ado...the story! Since this is the prologue, it's pretty short. Hopefully the chapters will get longer as time goes by.
"Look, Sister," said the witch, Kotake. "Isn't it beautiful?"
"Yes, Sister," said the witch, Koume.
The two witches stood on a high cliff, watching the sun set over Hyrule Field. "Yes, the fire in the sky is the most beautiful of nature's creations," continued Koume. "The horizon is engulfed in the colors of death and war. So soon shall Hyrule be painted in the very same way."
"Destruction! Chaos!" roared Kotake. "Hail the dawn of a new age that shall soon be upon us!"
The two cackled with laughter as the red sky faded into black. And when the night was dark so they could not be seen, they set off the cliff on their broomsticks and descended towards the field. Their target was Lon Lon Ranch. They made towards it silently, the cold wind billowing their black capes behind them.
The ranch stood like a neglected child, alone in the center of the vast field. It was a small and humble place where there lived a man named Mario—the owner of the ranch—and his assistant, Luigi.
"Burn," said Kotake.
"Burn," said Koume.
They shook their staves and muttered incantations. A ball of fire formed in the air. When it grew to a substantial size, they released it, and it struck the chicken coop. The air was filled with the squawks of startled chickens as their shelter erupted in flames. The flames spread to the shed and the stables. Their scorching tongues possessed everything they touched, making the ranch their own.
Mario and Luigi ran out of the main house together and then stopped, right there in the doorway, their mouths agape at what they saw; but Mario quickly recovered from the shock, and went to get water. Nary a stride he took before he was pierced through the heart by a needle, and retired to the dirt as blood spilled in a puddle around him. Luigi screamed as he saw his master such, and ran for the gate. But he felt something hit him, and then there was only blackness.
The next day, the people in Kakariko Village beheld a grotesque and terrible sight: Tied to the blades of the windmill, two bodies desecrated beyond recognition. Their faces were caked with blood, their bodies turned inside out, organs removed and wrapped around their arms like snakes. They had each been neutered, and seared into the flesh on their groins was a pattern of three triangles arranged in a pyramid: the Triforce, the symbol of peace and tranquility in Hyrule. The horrible way in which these two had been killed gave a simple message: someone wanted to bring the peace to an end.