Hero From Another Time
Summary: Another Legend of Zelda story but with a twist. A modern day boy is sent to a medieval world in a different world to save it from destruction and evil.
Prologue
It was War, war throughout the Kingdom of Hyrule. Battle rang everywhere, in the large open fields that were now stained with blood and cluttered with dead and wounded warriors of both sides. The Hyrule Castle and town rang with the clash of swords and spears, shouts of victors, and the screams of the dying, all through the heavy pattering of rain and the loud sounds of thundering.
Debris and destruction ran throught the Castle and the town, fires everywhere, too big and dangerous for the heavy rain to kill it. Warriors spread throught out, both sides fighting for the one who leads them.
The light side, the warriors wore their Silver Armor made of the toughest steel, helmets shaped like an eagles head, with winged tips on each side. Some wielded swords, some axes, maces, hammers, some bows or crossbows.
The dark side, the warriors wore the Blackest Armor made of onyx steel forged in the depths of hell, or so the legend is said. The helmets shaped like the head of a bison or something else with horns, that the Light Warriors didn't know of. All they did know was that the last thing they saw when the died one by one was the red of their eyes. Each Black warrior wielded mostly swords and crossbows.
It was at the castle where the King's Knights and Guards fought their bloodiest battle they have ever fought. It was either killed or be killed, and most of them were being killed off within seconds, The Black Warriors being far more powerful than the King's men, or maybe it was because of the Black Warriors' leader who was storming the castle, killing everyone in sight, whether they be a nobleman or a maid.
This leader of the Black Warrior Army was an evil dark magic man named MaluVereor. He too wore black armor, but no helmet, and he wore a black and red cape. His face was the face of a demon, black eyes, grey skin, and fangs. This man was made of pure evil itself, and it was said that he was born from hell to bring hell upon the world for all eternity. He knew everything from sword fighting to dark magic. He could create the darkest army which he had, and can create the most vicious monsters anyone has ever seen.
Malu was stalking through the Hyrule Castle looking for the King, to kill him, and to take the throne for himself. The King himself was in the throne room consulting with the Ten Guardians of Life, chosen by him to guard the Sacred Temples scattered throughout the Kingdom. All their faces were hidden by the brown hoods they wore over their heads.
The King handed his Guardians a box. "Take these," he said, handing them to the middle Guardian who opened it to find several keys of different shapes. "You know what they are. Take them and hide them, keep them and guard them with your life. But whatever you do, you can't let MaluVereor get his demon hands on them." The lead Guardian began passing out the keys. "These aren't just the keys to the sacred weapons, but to the Six Coins of Power, the 3 Jewels of the Gods, and the Weapon that can destroy evil, but only the Chosen one can touch these items."
The last key was passed to the youngest and last recruit of the Guardians, and he looked up to the King and spoke, "How do we know where to find this Chosen one?"
"Do not worry, the Chosen will come to you," the King said, looking down at the young Guardian. "A shaman told me on the full moon of a Jupiter Festival in a far off village." The young Guardian nodded. "Much will be explained in this," the King said, handing him a journal. "This too will be entrusted to you as you are the youngest and you haven't been told." The young Guardian nodded and took the Journal.
Suddenly, there were loud shouts and cries of men being killed.
"You must go!" The King said hurriedly. "Go, Now!" The Guardians of Life bowed to their last King and left the room, leaving to different parts of the Kingdom unknown.
The throne room doors were blasted away, and the King drew his sword, his last stand against the evil. MaluVereor entered the throne room calmly and stopped in the middle of the room, saw the King, and smiled evilly.
The King charged towards the evil man with his sword and head held high, but Malu only raised his hand and with dark magic, created a small black abyss of energy and shot it towards the King who swung at it. He missed and the black energy hit him in the chest, and then surrounded him like an aura, sucking out his life-force, and in a matter of seconds, the aura disappeared and the King fell to the floor motionless, dead.
Malu smiled and walked past the now dead King and towards the throne. He turned and then sat on the throne, smiling, and knowing that this Kingdom was now his for all eternity.
Chapter 1: An Ordinary Boy
"Over hundreds of years, years before our kingdom was ruined, Ruined by the evil Tyrant they call MaluVereor, a tale was told. A prophecy from an old wise shaman. The tale was told that an out-lander, one from no where in our land. The out-lander was from another place where one in our kingdom has ever been before.
"It was said that this Out-lander would come to our world to save us from this evil tyrant. They said he had short golden, strange, ruined hair, with deep blue eyes, and a face, a strong confident face. They say he wears the strangest clothes. A shirt that opens with buttons, with another shirt underneath, black pants of weird texture, a clock on his arm, and black boots that weren't boots at all." A middle-age man with black hair and beard both tinged with white and grey eyes named Promithius, told a crowd of different aged kids in a good sized village. This village was called Vuelo Village.
The village was filled with many different things. Houses of different sizes made with wood and straw, and a church made of pure stone. There was a trade post on a river, a general store, a blacksmith's place where one could get weapons or if one is lucky, armor. The village was also filled with people, different kinds of peoples. Hunters who hunt for fish, deer, boar and other kinds of meat. There were the gatherers who gathered other food like vegetables, or wood, stone, and other raw materials. There were farmers who looked after the crops and farm animals. There were others as well who made clothes, the furniture, and other items that could be needed. Then there was the warrior group filled with swordsmen, bowmen, spearmen, axemen, or the occasional mage. These are all good people, but not all of them. Every now and then, there would be a thief, or a kidnapper, or sometimes the occasional murderer.
"Sir," said a small girl with dirty blonde hair, raising her little hand. "What was this person suppose to do?" she asked.
Promithius smiled at the children and continued on. "It was told he was to come here to go on quests, search for the weapons to help destroy MaluVereor, his generals, and his army. It was said he was the only one to wield the Goron Gauntlets, the Sky Mirror Shield, the Kokiri Bow, and many other legendary weapons that are spread through out our Kingdom. He was also the only one who would be able to wear the legendary Hero's clothes and armor that have been hidden away in one of the deepest temples through out our lands. And after he obtained these new items, he would once and for all destroy he-who-we-all-know-of with his special blade of evil's band called the Master Sword, by stabbing the evil directly into the heart, destroying the evil. Thus restoring peace in our Kingdom. The End." Promithius ended, and all the children clapped, having enjoyed the story.
"When is this hero is suppose to appear?" a little boy in the middle of the crowd asked.
"Never," a man overhearing the whole tale answered. The children's heads turned to a dirty man who held a mug that was most likely filled with wine or some other drink. "That is only a children's tale, not even a real legend. A fairy tale, a myth," he finished with a snort then walked away grumbling about old men and their stupid tales.
"Is this true?" another boy asked who was now skeptical. Promithius shook his head and smiled, waving off the dirty man.
"No, this tale i tell you is true." he replied. "And the day he is said to arrive was to be the night of a full moon on our Jupiter Festival!"
"Really," said the boy who wasn't skeptical anymore, now very excited. Promithius nodded with a grin.
"Yes, and you know what?" he said making the children listen more intently. "Our Jupiter Festival tomorrow is on the night of a full moon!" All the children gasped and looked around with wide eyes. "Now, why don't you kids run along, I have some potions to make." Promithius said, standing to his feet. The children nodded and left while Promithius looked around the village and then began walking towards his home.
People were decorating for the upcoming Jupiter festival and have been for a few days. The village was full of all kinds of different colors of decorations from red to blue, yellow to purple, and green to orange, and others as well. All the different kinds of decorations littered all around the village.
Promithius walked into his home where his young daughter with beautiful wavy, blonde hair and green eyes, wearing a purple dress, was making their dinner.
"Hello father," she greeted, stirring what looked like to be soup.
"Hello Evelyn," Promithius greeted back with a smile as he walked over to his potion bench where a potion was already brewing.
"I don't see how you can tell the children of our village a mere fairy tale, father," Evelyn said as she stirred the soup. She always knew when Promithius would always tell the same legendary tale. He practically told it nearly every time he went out to do something no matter what the task was.
"You once believed in that fairy tale, did you not?" Promithius asked his daughter as he stirred a potion of some kind. Evelyn smiled and said no more. "I believe that this time come tomorrow, our tale will come true."
"What makes you say that, father?" Evelyn asked, looking at her father, with a puzzled look.
Promithius look out the window and into the setting sun. "Oh, just a feeling," he said, smiling and touching his chest.
It was present day, March 14, 2012. A young man and his best friend were lying under the night sky, staring at the stars thinking about their futures, but the young man was thinking of an entirely different kind of future than what his best friend was thinking.
The young man's full name was Liam Isaac Neil Kestrel, but his few close friends call him Liam. He had short, untidy black hair, blue eyes, a geeky yet handsome face, and was about 5 feet, 9 inches tall. Right now, he was wearing a red t-shirt with a blue long sleeve and unbuttoned shirt, blue pants, and red converse shoes.
Liam sort of had a difficult life. He was bullied a lot for being the geek and loser of his high school. Yeah, he was smart, but he didn't think it was worth to be picked on about. He was good at school and a couple of sports like dodgeball or fencing. But those weren't considered sports according to the jocks that bullied him. Liam wasn't afraid of them. He was actaully brave and always wanted to strike back, but what good will that do, and not to mention that the jocks would most likely beat him to a pulp.
Liam didn't have too many friends, just a few close ones, but he did have a best friend, and her name was Zoey Hollows. And she happened to be lying next to him on this beautiful night.
She had blonde shoulder length hair, green eyes with cute black squared glasses, and about 5 feet 5 inches tall. She was wearing a pink long sleeved shirt with blue jeans and white tennis shoes. She didn't wear make up because she thought it to be pointless, but if she did wear it and wore nice clothes, she would be beautiful, but she never did that because she thought she would be pretending to be someone who isn't really her.
Zoey was just as smart as Liam, and they were the best of friends, practically inseparable.
Why were these two under the stars this lovely night. Well, they were hiding, hiding from Liam's bullies, and for the last time, Liam was very tired of it. He wanted to do something about it. That's what started his thinking which changed to 'if he was going to stand up to the bullies and change, then he should change to get more popular.' He was tired of being a nobody. He wanted to be a somebody. But sometimes, Liam would think other things along the same line. He always felt that he was meant to do something great. So great that it would make him into a somebody, but not just anybody. Someone to be remembered forever.
"Have you ever wondered if you were meant for something more?" Liam spoke up after what felt like forever in silence. "Like you were meant to do something really great?"
Zoey shook her head and then looked at Liam. "Nope, not really. I only thought i was to live my life and you know, live," she replied as she looked back into the stars. "Why? Do you think you are?"
"I don't know," Liam answered as he sat up and sighed. "Zo, I'm just tired of living the same old life and not doing anything with it."
"What are you talking about?" Zoey said as she too sat up. "We're the joke of the school, remember? Our lives are always going to be different and unique."
"That's not what i meant," Liam replied as he stood to his feet. "I'm tired of being bullied and laughed at. I'm tired of being the joke of the school. I want to do something great. Something so amazing that people will know who I am and remember what I did! I want them to like me and be my friends because I was so amazing!"
"Liam, you don't need to be amazing to get friends, plus you got me and I got you, and not to mention Shawn and Gus. You'll always be amazing to us no matter what," Zoey said as she looked up at Liam with hope in her eyes, but Apparently Liam didn't see it.
"Yeah, and you'll always be my best friend Zoe, but I only have a few and I want more," Liam replied as he sat back down to the ground not noticing Zoey bow her head in disappointment. After a while of silence, Liam sighed and stood back up. "I think the coast is clear, so Imma head home," he said to Zoey who nodded. "I'll see you tomorrow at school," he added then left for home, running just in case the coast wasn't clear.
The next day, Liam was walking through the hallways of his high school. He was wearing a black t-shirt and a grey long sleeved unbuttoned shirt with the sleeves folded halfway up. He also wore black pants and his signature red converse.
This happened to be Liam's last year of school, his Senior year, and yet he was still nothing and only known by a few people that were his only friends.
Liam was walking down the hallway towards the cafeteria when someone bumped into his shoulder. "Watch were you're going Kestrel," said a taller and muscular guy in a Letterman jacket. He was one of the big jocks in the school. His name was Bryce Cannon and he was a bully, but only to Liam.
Liam glared at the retreating bully as he continued to walk to the cafeteria. He had enough this stupid jock who he had tolerated for four years. It was over and he was about to do something about it. With a determined and angry expression, Liam walked into the lunch line and grabbed a lot of liquid foods. He then walked over to the sitting Bryce and his jock buddies and then dumped every single bit of his food all over Bryce's head and back.
"What the fuck!" Bryce said, shocked and surprised, food dripping and sliding all over his head and face. Almost everyone stopped what the were doing and turned to see what happened. Shawn, and Gus were sitting at a table near by and both had dead shocked expressions on their faces, afraid for Liam. Bryce turned to see Liam standing there smirking. "You are so dead, Kestrel!"
"Look at it this way, Cannon, it did improve your face," Liam replied with a smile. Bryce growled as he lunged towards Liam, but slipped and fell to the ground. "Whoa, good fall!" Liam said with an okay finger sign.
"That's it! You are so dead!" Bryce growled as he began to stand up.
"Yeah, you said that already," Liam said.
"Get him!" Bryce ordered his buddies, and it was time for Liam to flee the scene.
Bryce and his jock buddies chased Liam nearly through every hall way of the two story school. Liam ran as fast as he could through the whole school and then up to the roof where he stopped at a dead end of the edge of the building, breathing very heavily. He turned around to see Bryce and his buddies approaching a few feet away from him.
"Looks like there's no way to go," Bryce stated obviously. Liam glanced over the edge and noticed that there was a huge dumpster full of paper trash on the ground, and then look back at the jocks. If there was one thing you have to know about Liam is that he wasn't afraid to do things that seemed very insane for the average person to do. "Now it's time to pay for what you did, Kestrel."
"Actually, Bryce," Liam started while getting closer to the edge and then stopped right on the edge. "How bout I just drop down and disappear myself, yeah?"
"Oh, I'll make you disappear alright," Bryce replied angrily while cracking his knuckles, his jock buddies nodding in agreement and laughing.
"No, I'll do that myself," Liam said with a smile. "Bye!" he shouted and then he jumped. The three jocks jumped forward, shocked at Liam's action.
Liam landed right in the paper trash and looked up to see the jocks look over the edge. He jumped out of the dumpster and looked back up to the jocks. "Told you I'd make myself disappear!" he shouted at them. "Seeya later!" And Liam ran away laughing. "What a bunch of idiots." he said to himself.
Liam ran around the corner of the school when he felt a jolt of electricity go through his entire body making him fall to the ground with a yelp of pain. But once he hit the ground, there was no after pain, none at all. Liam's head shot up when he heard the voices of the bullies somewhere far off. He quickly stood to his feet and began to run off, wondering what had made him fall to the ground, and what was that electric bolt.
Liam quickly turned another corner only to run into his best friend, Zoey, making her fall to the ground. "Ow, Liam!" she yelped from the ground.
"Whoa, sorry, Zoey," Liam said as he then hurriedly picked up his best friend from the ground, brushing the grass and dirt off of her.
"What gives?" Zoey asked, slapping Liam's hands away. "Why are you running so fast?"
"Trying to get away from Bryce and his jock friends," Liam answered, taking a look back.
"What? Why?"
"I sort of dropped my lunch all over him," Liam answered sheepishly. "On purpose."
"Oh, Liam," Zoey said while touching her forward. Both of their heads turned with they heard shouts coming from somewhere close, sounding like Bryce and his buddies. "You better get going." she told her best friend. "I suggest you get out of here and go home."
"Yeah, i think so to," Liam said and then took off running off of the school campus. "See you later," he shouted back, but what he didn't know was that he wouldn't see his best friend for a long, long time.
Liam was a couple blocks away from the school, nearing a small downhill woods area. The area he climbs as a short cut to school from home nearly every day. As he reached the hill, another jolt of electricty surged through Liam, making him yelp in pain and fall down the hill, nearly missing every tree and then stopping in the street, a couple blocks away from his home.
Liam groaned as he stood to his feet, now covered in dirt, grass, and a few leaves. "What the hell," he said to himself, and began to brush all the dirt and grass off. What was that pain and where was it coming from.
Suddenly, there were sounds of tires screeching as if a car was turning quickly. Liam turned around and groaned. It was his jock bullies, coming towards him in a black truck, and it was coming from the way his house was in so he had in run the other direction, away from his home.
"Don't these guys ever give up!" Liam growled as he ran down the street, the honking of the Jock's truck a block away. Minutes later, Liam was running through a trail in the woods again, towards a river that was flowing towards a close waterfall. The Jocks weren't far behind.
Liam reached a bridged and the river within seconds, crossed it, and decided to follow the river. The Josk, not being able to follow Liam in the truck, stopped it, and got out to chase after him. A minute later, Liam stopped at the edge of a cliff, right next to the waterfall the was flowing downwards to the next part of the river twenty feet down. He knew if he jumped down there, then the jocks would not follow him.
"Well, it looks like you have no where to go, eh Kestrel?" spoke Bryce. Liam turned around to the Jocks slowly walking up to him. "Now it's time for payback!"
"I don't think so," Liam spoke, but right after, another jolt of electricity shot through Liam's heart, making him fall to the ground growling in pain.
"Whoa, Kestrel, you alright there?" spoke one of the other jocks, and began to step forwards.
"Stay back," Liam goraned, weakly standing to his feet, this time the pain was lingering. And then another jolt. "Arg!" he growled in pain that was coming out of no where.
"Liam, man, are you okay?" the second other jock asked.
"What are you guys doing?" Bryce growled at his friends. "You're suppose to be helping me!"
"But Bryce man, he doesn't look alright," the first Jock spoke as Liam once again up to his feet. "I think there's something wrong with him."
"Yeah, man, we should help him to a hospital," the other Jock added, they all looked at Liam who was holding his chest, his whole body was still in pain. "It's okay, Liam, we're not going to hurt you." But suddenly, Liam was given one last jolt of electricity through his whole body, he could even feel it in his brain. And the Jolt caused him to fall over the edge.
"Liam!" All three jocks shouted, running foward. Once they hit the edge, they looked over it and found that Liam was no where to be seen, which was strange, because they never heard a splash, and even if they did, Liam still would of been seen in the aftermath of a splash, but there wasn't one. It was like he disappeared.
Liam fell into the water with a great splash, his body was in pain again, but not from the jolt of something unkown, but because of the impact of the water. He quickly rose of out of the water, taking a huge breath of hair and spitting out any water that fell in his mouth. After taking a few more breaths and steadied himself in the water, he began to swim towards the bank. He weakly pulled himself out of the bank and laid there on the ground, exhausted from the pain and swimming. He looked up at the sky that was becoming night, wondering how long had he been running, and then closed his eyes.
"Are you okay?!" spoke a frantic voice. Liam opened his eyes seconds later, and there a saw a beautiful girl with blonde hair and green eyes, staring back into his. She was leaning over him. "Are you okay?" she asked again.
Liam sat up and coughed, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be fine."
"Good," the girl replied, leaning back. "What happened? Why did you fall into the river?"
"It was an accident," Liam spoke, wiping the water from his face. "I was running from these Jocks, and it was like I was having a heart attack and I guess I just sort of fell in."
"What are Jocks?" the girl asked cluelessly. Liam turned to the girl and looked her up and down. She wore a blue dress that looked like it was from the medieval times, like from his favorite movie 'A Knight's Tale.' It was long and covered every inch of her skin, except her hands, neck, and face. She also wore a purple cloack, and next to her lie a basket full of different variety of flowers.
"Am I near a Role Playing area or a medieval convention of some kind?" Liam asked.
"What?" The girl said, not undestanding the question.
"Nothing, nevermind," Liam replied with the shake of his head, and stood to his feet. The girl stood as well. "Well, I should go then."
"But you're all wet," the girl said, picking up her basket of flowers. "Let me take you to my home and give you some dry clothes, so you'll be warm."
"But it's getting pretty late," Liam spoke, not sure if he should follow the weird girl. "I'm sure my parents are getting worried."
"Don't worry, it won't take long," the girl said, grabbing Liam's arm and dragging him along, not noticing that there was even a waterfall nearby. "I don't want you to send you to your parents when you get very ill."
"Yeah, sure," Liam replied, having no choice but to follow the girl. "I'm Liam, by the way."
"Liam, that's a nice name," the girl said, as the sun was seconds away from completely disappeared, and the moon was rising. "I'm Evelyn."
"Oh, cool," Liam said, with a smile, and looking up to the sky seeing that night had finally fallen, and that the moon was still rising.
"Cool?" Evelyn repeated.
"Yeah, it's a cool and pretty name," Liam specified, not knowing why. "How much farther is your house?" he asked, starting to feel very soar and heavy, and still very wet from the river.
"Not long now," Evelyn spoke. "We are maybe ten minutes away from my village."
"Village?" Liam repeated.
"Yes, my village," Evelyn said. "It is where my home lies. And we should hurry, the Jupiter festival is about to start. Maybe you can stay a while and have a little fun."
"What?" Liam said cluelessly and very confused. "What's this Jupiter Festival?"
"It's a festival where we celebrate our heritage, our life, our creation, and our gods," Evelyn answered, looking back at Liam. "You must be from somewhere distant?"
"Well, sort of," Liam answered, ducking under a tree branch. "But I do know this place, and I don't remember a village around here, though now that I look around, nothing here seems familiar."
Suddenly, there was a snap, causing the two travelers to stop in their tracks. "What was that?" Liam asked in a whisper.
"Oh, it's after dark," Evelyn spoke, getting a little nervous. "I should have known better than to come alone without an aid."
"What are you talking about?" Liam asked, moving clser to the girl. "Do you know something that I don't?"
"Stalhounds," Evelyn whispered, grabbing Liam's arm in fright.
"Stalhounds?" Liam repeated, not sure if he should be afraid or if he was being messed with. "What are you talking about? You're not playing some sort of trick on me are you? Because i don't like when I'm being mess..." he trailed off when he saw a pair of red eyes in the distance. Liam gulped. "Evelyn, what exactly is a Stalhound?"
"No one knows," Evelyn replied. "They never live long enough to see them. All we know is that they only come out at night and that they kill."
And then Liam snorted and chuckled. "Oh, wow, you almost had me going there," he said, wiping his face. "A monster in these woods? Only come out at night? Come on. That's kids' stuff, and those aren't real eyes," Liam said, breaking away from Evelyn and walking fowards. "Mostly like red flashlights or something."
"Liam, please get back here," Evelyn whispered in fright.
"There's nothing here," Liam said lifting his hand. "Probably the Jocks messing with me." But then, there something lit as if someone lit a torch. Liam turned to see that Evelyn had lit a torch, and the light lit up the forest a few feet around the two. "How did y - " but he stopped when he heard a growl. He turned back to the red eyes, that just weren't red eyes anymore. Now that there was light, Liam could see what really was there.
It was a monstrous sight. Standing there was a dog, but not just any dog, a skeletal dog.
"Holy shit," Liam breathed as he backed away, staring at the montrous dog that was up to his waist. "Is that real?" he asked, as the stalhound baked at him, causing him to step back and fall down. The Stalhound growled and took a few steps towards Liam, but stepped back when Evelyn ran out in front waving her torch.
"Back!" she warned, waving the torch in front of th Stalhound, that back its head back. "Get back from him!" Liam stood back to his feet, behind Evelyn. "As long as we get back to my Village we'll be safe!"
"Okay," Liam said. "And then you'll tell me what the hell is going on here!"
"What do you mean?" Evelyn asked, moving forwad and waving the torch at the stalhound that was now moving backwards.
"I'm talking about these dead or undead dogs," Liam spluttered, following closely to the girl. "How is this possible? There's no such thing as undead dogs!"
"What are you talking about?" Evelyn asked, still leading the dog away. "Stalhounds have been around since he became King, he was the one that created them, and other monsters to terrorize our village and other villages around our Kingdom. How could you not know this?"
"Know this?!" Liam hissed, and then there was anothe growl behind them. Liam took a look to see another stalhound trying to sneak up on them from the right, and it looked as if it was right about to pounce on Evelyn, which it did. "Watch out!" Liam shouted, tackling Evelyn, who screamed, to the ground just as the stalhound jumped and missed them, the torch falling out of Evelyn's hands.
"Thank you," Evelyn spoke.
"No problem," Liam replied, on top of her. A second later, there was more growling, and the two young adults looked up to see the two stalhounds stalking forward. "Alright, dead dogs," Liam spoke and stood up, thenhelped Evelyn to her feet. "You wanna play? Alright then, let's play," he said, picked up the fallen torch and held it like he was up to bat in a baseball game.
The first stalhound growled and then jumped towards Liam who swung with all his might and connected with the stallhound's head the flew off and into the distance, the body landing right in front of him. The next stalhound growled and then ran towards Liam who turned towards it. The stalhound jumped up at him, and he held the torch up, sticking in the undead dog's ribcage and tossing it over his head, the stalhound catching fire, landing into the dirt. The now on fire stalhound ran around for a few seconds and then fell to its undead death.
"Wow," Evelyn spoke, "That was really brave."
"Thanks," Liam replied, breathing heavily. "I didn't know I could really do it, but then I did."
"And you did great," Evelyn praised, but there celebration was cut short when there were more growls, causing Evelyn and Liam to move back to back, as the looked aound and saw stalhounds surrounding them. "Oh no."
"Two I could handle," Liam spoke, his back to Evelyn's. "But this is just way too crazy for me."
The stalhound in Liam's eyesight was fisrt to make its move, but as it jumped up towards him, an arrow came out of nowhere and struck the monster through the eye. Liam and Evelyn looked around with surprised eyes as more arrows appeared from the woods, all striking down the stalhounds, and making them run away.
"Evelyn!" cried a manly voice. Liam watched as a man in a brown monk-like robe ran out of the darkened woods and up to Evelyn, hugging her. 5 more men appeared wearing medieval like clothes, brown tunics, brown pants, boots and vambraces, each holding a bow and carrying a quiver of arrows.
"Evelyn, are you alright?" the Brown robed man asked her, releasing her from his grip.
"I'm fine father," Evelyn replied. Evelyn's father nodded, and his eyes moved over to Liam who stood there awkwardly and wondering what the hell was going on.
"Who are you?" the older man asked.
Liam cleared his through. "Liam," he greeted, moving closer and holding out his hand, which the older man stared at it. "Right," Liam said, lowering his hand. "Can someone please explain to me what the hell is going on here?" he asked. "I mean, undead dogs, men with bows and arrows, your strange clothes, a monk or priest. What is happening?"
"I can't believe it," the old man said, reached up to his chest.
"What?" Liam said cluelessly, but before he could speak again, one of the bowmen walked up to them.
"We must go, Promithius," he spoke. "They'll be back, so we have to hurry."
"I'm not going anywhere unless someone tells me what the hell is goign on here!" Liam growled again.
"I'll explain when we get to Ordon village," the man called Promithius said. "It's not safe here at night."
"Alright fine," Liam replied, as everyone began to walk quickly. "But I better get answers or else," he added, following Promithius and Evelyn, two bowmen behind him.
A few minutes later, Liam could see many lights ahead of them, and as the got closer, music was heard, and shapes of houses and buildings began to appear. Another minute later, the group reached the village, and it was a sight Liam had never really scene before, except in movies.
It was a village, a real village, filled with houses of different sizes made with wood and straw, and there was a church made of stone. There was a river running though it, with a couple of building built on it, and a bridge. Liam looked around, seeing the many building and people all dresse in the same medieval clothes, some working, some standing, some sitting, and some dancing to lively music. But they all had joy upon their faces, as they danced, ate, and drank.
That wasn't all the Liam noticed. He noticed that the village was decorated with all kinds of different colors of streamers from red to blue, yellow to purple, and green to orange, and others as well. All the different kinds of other decorations littered all around the village, and some of the children wore masks, that to Liam, looked like a yellow fox's face.
"What's going on?" Liam asked.
"This is our Jupiter Festival I told you about, remeber?" Evelyn said, the bowmen leaving the group to join in the festivities.
Liam nodded, remembering what she told him. "Yeah, i do," he said, following Evelyn and Promithius. "It looks pretty amazing and fun." He looked away to see that the older man he was following who seemed to have something else on his mind. "Aren't we going to join in?" he asked.
"Sure," Evelyn replied, looking at Liam. "But we do have to get you those dry clothes."
"Well, I think I'm already pretty dry," Liam replied, patting himself down, though his close were still damp. "Well, sort of. But still, all this seems fun and I'd like to join in. How long have you guys been here? When did you settle in?"
"What do you mean?" Evelyn asked. "We've always been here."
"Um, what?" Liam said, following Promithius and Evelyn into their home. Once he entered, he stopped at the smell of something very pungent. "Whoa, what is that smell?"
"Sorry about that," Pomithius spoke, lighting a lamp, Evelyn lighting another one. "I brew potions, It's what I do to contribute to our village."
"And what exactly do these potions do?" Liam asked, trying to wave away the smell.
"Well, they replenish one's energy or health," Promithius replied, turning to Liam while Evelyn dug through a chest full of clothing. "Or both at once."
"Right," Liam said skeptically, taking a seat in a chair. "Now, can you please explain to me what the heck is going on. I've never heard of Ordon Village near my home."
"Maybe that it because you are no where near your home," Promthius replied, taking his own seat.
"Um, what does that even mean?" Liam asked. "Did I flow down the river from when I fell down that waterfall or something?"
"What waterfall?" Evelyn asked, pulling out a white shirt.
"The waterfall on the river," Liam answered with a sigh.
"But there isn't a waterfall on the river," Promithius said, a knowing in his eyes.
"The only waterfall around here is at the Ordon Springs," Evelyn added, pulling out something green.
"What are you guys talking about?" Liam asked, getting heated.
"Link, you are in another world," Promithius spoke, leaning forward. "You are in the land of Hyrule. The land ceated by the three godesses in the beginning of time, Din, goddess of Power; Farore, goddess of Courage; and Nayru, goddess of Wisdom. Our kingdom was in piece for many years until an evil magic warrior appeared from hell, or so they say, and he killed the King and took the throne for himself. He has ruled for 17 years, but thank the goddesses, afte a while, he has stopped invading villages, and only stays in Hyrule Castle, but he does only come when he feels something is a threat, but none of us have ever stood up to the Dark King, not until now. You have been brought here for a reason, Link. You have been brought here to save the kingdom of Hyrule, and bring peace to this land once more."