This is a story that I've had in my notebook for a long time, but never got around to typing it, so I decided to just throw it out there and to see what you guys think. This story is going to be fairly short, though. The main character is not an entirely an OC though (you'll hopefully see as you read this story) and the character she truly is plays a much bigger role in OOT. The Legend of Zelda does not belong to me, it's owned by Nintendo. (Though my games, DS, and my game cube do *hugs them*) You seriously think I could come up with a world as epic as Legend of Zelda? Maybe... Anyway let's get on with this story (btw only the prologue is going to be in 3rd person P.O.V) I present to you Spirit of Life.

16-year old Ida Bennet was doing what she usually did every night; play Legend of Zelda instead of doing that English paper that was due in a couple of days. It was near midnight on a Tuesday night. Her dad was bothering her earlier that night to go to that new club a couple blocks away from their Boston home. Ida grinned and rolled her blue eyes at the memory, and shook her red hair away from her eyes as she slashed at a nearby Lizalfos. It was quite ironic that her dad should be telling her to go there. "HA! Take that lizard butt!" she yelled at the screen while doing a small victory dance in her chair. She had just defeated the lizalfos.

Grinning, she plopped down on the chair and manipulated Link to go through the next door and fight more monsters. Her dad walked in as she was cackling evilly at a Beamos's head exploding. "I think you need professional help. How many times have you finished this game?" He commented. Ida jumped and shook her head in exasperation.

"This makes the 14th time I've played this game. I'm perfectly sane, last time I checked." She retorted while giving her father a hug.

"Shouldn't you be getting to sleep, squirt?" Ida smiled at the use of her childhood nickname only her dad was allowed to use.

"I'm 16, Dad, not 6. I'll go to sleep eventually." She glanced over at the television.

"I remember when I first played this." Her dad said wistfully as he stared at the paused screen. "The graphics back then were absolutely..."

"Yeah, yeah, breathtaking; blah, blah, ahead of the time period, yada, yada, can't believe the graphics today look like real live people." Ida grinned mischievously before she saved and turned off the game. "Better?"

"Good night squirt." Her dad replied, grinning back as he sat down and turned the channel to the nightly news.

Ida took a shower, got in her pajamas, and fell asleep quickly in her bed. That night, she had a strange dream. She found herself in a ranch that seemed very familiar, though she had never been anywhere near one in her entire life. Horses galloped around her, regarding her with warm brown and occasionally blue eyes. She saw her dad huddled in a corner, chickens crowded all around him. Expecting him to have a look of disgust on his face, Ida was surprised to see that he seemed to be content with them pecking around him. He seemed to be sadly looking at a single tombstone sticking up from the ground, heard a distant whinny, and turned to see a chestnut brown horse with white socks, mane and tail galloping toward her. A song blew to her faintly on the wind and she began to hum along. With a start that almost woke her up, she realized that the pretty horse was Epona, the song playing on the wind was Epona's song, and that her dad greatly resembled Talon, Malon's father.

"Awaken to your destiny, for it is coming to claim you." A female voice said from deep beneath the ground. All went black, and Ida awoke with a start. Sunlight streamed through the windows merrily and she groaned.

'School' she thought. Glancing over at her clock, she saw it was 6:48. Still enough time to get ready. After throwing on a pair of worn jeans and a random t-shirt, brushing her teeth, and applying a little makeup on, she saw that it was now 7:15. It was still enough time to at least get to the boss room in Dodongo Caverns. Picking up the game controller, and sitting down, she heard the back door open softly and shut. Her dad and his work friend, Eugene, walked in, bleary eyed.

Eugene had an air about him that screamed 'PEDOPHILE' He had watery brown eyes that were always fixed in a disturbing glare, and looked a lot like Ingo except without the ginormous moustache. The only time she hadn't seen him glare was when one of his brothers died in a trapeze accident. He fixed his gaze on her, and nodded in greeting. "Eh, Mark. Didja hear about that girl a town over go missing?" Eugene asked Ida's dad.

"No. You know what happened?" He replied, glancing over at Ida.

"Well, this girl apparently disappeared out of thin air. One minute she was at home, the next she was gone. There was no trace of a struggle." Ida frowned as Eugene turned his glare to her. "All that remained was her game still on and un-paused. I believe it was that game on the picture box." He pointed over to the television. She always hated his hick accent.

"Ridiculous. She probably ran away." Ida's dad waved his hand dismissively. "We're going over to the study to discuss some business propositions, Ida. Have a good day at school." He said before going down the hallway and into the study.

Ida rolled her eyes and resumed playing her game. She had always wondered what else they would talk about or do if it wasn't business related. (A/N: AHH! BAD MENTAL PICTURES...sorry...) She shrugged; didn't care at the moment. A wind began tugging at her hair softly. Ida just figured her dad left the door open. Then, her game froze up."Dammit! I didn't save!" she muttered. A soft white light began to envelop the television, accompanied by wind chimes. Ida's eyes widened in disbelief, "Eugene, if you're just trying to freak me out because of that girl..." she was cut off as a force pushed her towards the spinning, crème light.

"Accept your destiny, and go to your homeland." The same voice from her dream spoke. Ida screamed as she was pulled in by the portal, and whisked to somewhere unknown.

Eh, my chapters are all short. It's because I'm the average teenager and I'm lazy. :) Also, don't get offended by the hick remark( I'm Texan, so...yeah.) It was just to make a point. Review!!!