AN: In case you guys didn't know, I have never played Oracle of Seasons/Oracle of Ages. I have only read the mangas for both of them, and it is something in the mangas that inspired this fic. In the manga for Oracle of Ages, there is a character called Sir Raven, who turns out to be Link's ancestor. Well, he looks eerily like the Hero of Time in the manga, so this is where my idea sprang into existence.

What if both Raven and Link are transported back in time to meet their common ancestor the Hero of Time?

So I hope you guys enjoy. Also, this takes place after Raven has been shot with an arrow trying to protect Link.

Chapter One

Raven let out a cry of pain as the arrow lodged itself in his shoulder. Link's eyes widened, and he let out a shout of his own; he hadn't even seen that archer! But still, Raven was his ancestor; Link should be making sure that nothing happens to him, not the other way around!

The older knight went down on one knee, crimson blood flowing down his back and right arm, staining the light green fabric. Link rushed over, his thoughts a jumbled mess, and that's when something strange happened. The Triforce, you see, was an artifact that wasn't well-known; there wasn't a lot known about it and what it could do. Besides grant wishes when it was whole, of course.

Link's panic, as well as his desire for Raven to be okay, not just for his own existence but because he genuinely liked Raven, made the Triforce on his hand react. It sensed Link's distress and decided to bring Link and Raven to the one person who could help both of them in all the ways they needed.

The Hero of Time.

There was a flash of light, and when it faded, both Link and Raven were gone from Labrynna.

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Both green-clad knights gaped at their surroundings; they weren't in Labrynna or Holodrum, and even Raven, who had traveled to various places all over, didn't recognize where they were.

It was a large, green field, with dirt paths leading off to different directions. There was a ranch a ways off to their left, a ruined town straight ahead, and way off to their right, beyond a small bridge over a river, were stairs that led somewhere neither of them could see. However, Link didn't look at their surroundings long, since he remembered that Raven was injured.

With a small cry, Link tried his best to stop the bleeding, but he wasn't trained to heal wounds like this.

"Don't pull the arrow out," Raven said past gritted teeth. "I'll just lose blood faster."

"But what do I do, then?" Link asked, trying not to full-out panic again. "I don't have any medicine, or bandages!"

Before Raven could reply, there was a sound that made both of them relax in relief. It was the sound of horse hooves.

A whinny rang through the air, and over the hill behind them came the most gorgeous horse Link and Raven had ever seen. Her coat was red, with four white socks, a white mane and tail, and a black muzzle. Her dark eyes were bright and intelligent, and there was no halter or reins. But what caught their attention once they got over the shock of seeing the mare was her rider.

He was Hylian, as both could see his pointed ears, but the strange thing was that Raven and the unknown Hylian looked nearly identical. Same hair, down to the style and shade of color, the same face shape, and the same eyes. Raven had no cap, their gauntlets were different, and Raven had the lighter green, short cloak, but they could easily pass as brothers!

The stranger drew his horse beside Link and Raven, eyes concerned and mouth set in a worried line. "Woah there, Epona," he murmured, patting the mare's neck. Once Epona came to a full stop, hoof stamping on the ground, he dismounted.

"What happened?" he asked, kneeling beside Raven and casting a critical eye over the other man's wounds.

"He-he was protecting me," Link stuttered, unable to meet the stranger's gaze. "I-it was my fault. Raven shoved me out of the way and he got hit instead."

The stranger only nodded, reaching into a pouch at his belt and removing a bottle of red liquid and a fairy. The fairy was handed over to Link. "I'll remove the arrow," he said, "once I do, let the fairy out of the bottle. It'll heal the wound. Afterwards, Raven, you'll need to drink this red potion."

Raven nodded his understanding, preparing himself for the pain that yanking the arrow out would cause. The stranger pulled it out with a firm, strong jerk, not giving his patient any warning. As a lot more blood started pouring down Raven's clothes, Link released the fairy. The pink, graceful creature flew around Raven in a spiral, sprinkling its pink dust on him as it went, until it finally just disappeared. Raven gratefully took the red potion and drained it in two gulps.

"Thank you, stranger," Raven said. "I don't know how to repay you."

The other man shook his head. "You don't need to worry about it. Now," he continued, standing up and dusting off his tunic and whit trousers, "my name is Link, the Hero of Time. Who are you two and what brings you to what's left of Hyrule?"