Hey Jako here, this is the disclaimer. The Legend of Zelda does not belong to me, only Jane, the story and my own added props do. Link and the rest of the LoZ registered crew are copyrighted to that guy from Nintendo. I'll remember his name someday... NOW READ ON!
Long ago, there was once a great kingdom that stood in a long time of peace. It was targeted by evil forces again and again for the rare powers of the national treasures of this kingdom, one such treasure was a Golden power, said to have the power of the Gods and granted the wishes of the one who placed their hand upon it. Countless tales have been told of a great and dark King of Evil whose power came from this Golden power, but he has been defeated, by young courageous lads dressed in green. These green clad youths have been said to have been aided by dazzling beauties with great wisdom. But now, these tales are but a Legend fading into myths. But some legends are not so easy to become mere figments, for their events still echo throughout the world. As is one tale of the Legend, the tale of the Hero of Time still echoes into the world today, a world that has matured greatly since those days when life was threatened by dark forces. This is another tale that lies within the greatest of Legends; The Legend of Zelda.
The grey twilight was pierced by the warm light of dawn, as it slowly raced across the eastern grasslands. Riding with the tide of light was a rider, in a forest green riding outfit, his cap flapped in the breeze as he raced towards the city upon his brown mare. The City of Hyrule, the capital of the nation by the same name, and just like any other city, it was a maze of buildings. The citizens stirred, as the dawning sun gently crawled over the horizon. Which brings us to a girl; a still sleeping girl. Her name is Jane Kokiri, and she sleeps soundly, and deeply, which isn't a good thing for a protagonist in an adventure, but who knows what will happen? But then we look closer at the sleeping maiden, her straw blonde hair, her lightly tanned skin and decently endowed body, but her bust is not her major asset, oh no, not her average sized breasts, but her ears. Yes, her ears. For you see dear reader, they are long. In this world, there was once a fabled race of people of which had long ears to hear the Goddesses speak. Of this fabled race, they say, was the great courageous Hero and the wise, beautiful Sage of a time long past. And thus, as rare as they come, children with long ears aspire to be like the two of legend, as according to their gender. These people have become known as the Fabled. Jane happens to be of the Fabled, but with a twist…
And now, the scene cuts to the eastern gate of the city, where the lone rider greeted the morning guard, as he rode into the city, the clip-clop of the horseshoes on the cobble stones echoed slightly in the slowly waking city. Trotting through the eastern quarter, weaving in and out of various passageways, he heading for one place, but visiting the baker on his way. He stopped out the front of the estate, a small house with a stable attached. Easing out of the sadle, the rider lead the mare to the stable and set her in. "There's a good girl." he said, grooming her down and palcing food and water for her, after relieving her of the saddle. Walking into the house, the man removed his cap and sat down at the table and removed the contents of his saddle bags. Various implements of adventuring now lay across the table, from a bow to a rather interesting mix of chains and hooks. Except one item, a small box which he looked at, a smug smile spread across his face. Rising from his seat, the man walked to the kitchen and searched for the bottles. After clearing the laundry off of the milk crates, something he'll amend to later, he took a bottle of Lon Lon milk and placed the contents into his mouth. 'Almost just like they used to make it...' the thought echoed through his mind. Used to... Sighing in sadness over his past, the fellow took to the stairs at a fair pace, trying to keep himself from drowning in those thoughts. Under his arm is the small box, he climbs the stairs, and the smile returns, only smaller, but a smile nonetheless.
Stiring in her bed, Jane heard footsteps on the stairs, banging loudly upon the old wood. Her mind in a daze, she couldn't register it all, until her door opened, causing her to come from dazed to the midway of sleep and awkefulness.
"GOOD MORNING SLEEPY HEAD!" came a shout, the announcer dressed in green and wearing a large grin on his face. Janejumped in fright before groaning after recognising her father in the doorway and rolling over to face the other way, in hopes to curb his forwardness. It failed.
"How is my little girl today?" He asked, seating himself upon the edge of the bed.
"Leave me alone!" Jane groaned, "It's not even mid-morning."
"You need to get up earlier Jane. It's not healthy for you to wake up late"
"No, I don't. I'm not like you dad, I can't stay awake days on end, prancing around the place like it doesn't matter at all."
"That was when I was younger, it's not as easy now, especially with you." His face wore his stupid grin, as always.
"Oh yeah, drag me into your excuses." Jane retorted, "It's because you're an old fart, that way." Jane's father laughed, before his face slid into an expression of realisation.
"Oh, I almost forgot," picking up the box, he gave it to his daughter. "Happy birthday Jane."
"What? Oh, OH YEAH!" Jane's face burst into a wide grin, matching her fathers from earlier. Takking the box, Jane opened it, looking at a blue ocarina, a golden band on the mouthpiece.
"What is this?" Jane inqiured, looking at the insturment.
"It's my old ocarina." He answered, his face wearing a calm smile.
"... Did you wash it?" Jane asked.
"Err, no. Why?"
"... EW! Dad, that's just gross!" Jane threw the ocarina to the other end of the bed.
"Hey, be careful of that Jane, it's a priceless royal treasure!" Jane's father picked up the ocarina and pocketed it. "I'll go wash it for you, while you get ready for today."
"Ok dad." Jane answered, watching her father leave the room. 'Priceless royal treasure?' Jane thought, 'Is dad a thief?' Before she got lost within her thoughts, Jane got ready for today, her birthday.
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