I DO NOT OWN ZELDA NOR DO I PRETEND TO. Fuck I wish though, if I owned Zelda I wouldn't be writing stories and id be writing games...
Err hello everyone! I wanted to create a long detailed story and 'post game' of Zelda and Link and with mature content... but i gotta make you beg for it first! -wiggles eyebrows- Honestly I hope this chapter isn't boring... the next chapter will dwell more into the story will be better and longer i promise! Please please pleeeease review, i want to know your opinion so i can do better!
watch?v=E77jmtut1Zc - Sounds to set the tone for the beginning chapter if you choose.
Chapter one
The flames danced toward the moon and a horse stomped at the ground and neighed in their stable nearby. Ominous animal calls and chirps traveled from the deeply wooded auburn forest around the stable. A young fair skinned man sat by the fire outside the horses stable turning at the logs with a stick. He had grey blue eyes with heavy bags under them from sleepless nights like this one. He tossed the stick into the fire and ran a hand over his sandy blonde hair pulled up into a ponytail with strands accenting his face, you would almost think he was a boy except his masculine broad shoulders and stubbled chin from the long journey to this point. He had tried to properly care for himself but it was hard when he was too far from home and he couldn't always afford a room and bed for the night, he tried to sleep on the hard packed ground earlier but he just couldn't stop his mind.
With crossed legs he leaned back on a hand behind him he took a deep breath and rubbed two fingers at his temple and closed his eyes thinking once more over the memories he was given due to his amnesia. 100 years ago he was Princess Zelda's appointed Knight, her Champion among others… before Ganondorf had taken over Hyrule Castle embedding the land with monsters from nightmares and killed the champions and her father- hell even he had died also trying to protect the princess. But Zelda had him put into the Shrine of Resurrection while she took on Ganondorf by herself as he laid in wait for those 100 years. He wasn't even sure if she was still alive...But Gannon sure was. He has been hearing the princesses voice talk to him in his dreams as he turned in the night, he wasn't even sure if it was even truly Zelda or just his own mind making it up...but he listened to the advice and it always paid off. Since then he has ran through every forest, climbed every mountain, glided through every valley, and swam through rivers going through trials to strengthen himself to take on what Zelda could not...should not have. He was ready. Monsters and Goblins he had trouble batting a stick at before, he now took on with ease with his master sword and finely toned muscle he had developed training day and night, preparing himself. He was Princess Zelda's appointed Knight and he had failed her.
He squared his jaw and set his eyes once more on the fire as he watched the flames lick the logs into ash and the sun breaking the sky.
He had failed her, but he would not fail her again.
He stood and strapped on his soldiers armour that he had strengthened with the mythical Great Fairies help and the dyed green tunic showing through where the armour didn't cover, with a white cloth over his chainmail with a red wingcrest symbol in the middle of his chest. He raised his forest green hylian hood over his head, a shame it was to have people recognize him, as if he had abandoned them 100 years ago. Most thought he was a descendant because Woodland Elves do not live that long, but those who did recognize him had never treated him that way, they were rather overjoyed which was even a greater pang of guilt to him. No, it was definitely no honorable thing to show his face these days.
He kicked the ashes over the smoldered wood that was left and walked to his horse in the stable. She bent her muscular neck down to greet him, almost pleading to come along and help him with whatever he had planned next. He rubbed the horses long snout with gentle care and rested his cheek against his horses cheek, breathing in the musk and sweat and a familiar comforting smell that only his horse could have.
'Not this time. From here on I travel alone friend.' He said in his head and eyes as he looked back up at her.
He was a 'man of few words' but yet his horse seemed to understand him like an open book. He did not want to see yet another dead friend, because his horse was his champion in his eyes. She has been a loyal steed taking on danger with gallant speed and no hesitation but still he had to take the journey alone now. The horse raised its head as if to unwillingly accept what he was thinking. Or maybe he was imagining things? You could never tell how much animals knew.
He then walked back to the fire and gathered his weapons and shield strapping them in the brown leather straps connecting over his chest and waist to place them all on his back where he found most comfortable to pull them out of their sheaths. Most Knights preferred the comfort of having their weapons placed on their sides but he had always placed them on his back. He shrugged to himself at the thought. It was silly to be thinking of such minuscule things such as weapon placement, maybe it was his nerves making his thoughts babble now that the comfort of the campfire and night stars was gone.
He waved at the stables registration desk as she turned around from shuffling papers at his footsteps. He thumbed toward his horse and said, "Take care of her until i get back?" The person grinned widely and nodded almost comically at the extra money he was going to have to spend to get his horse back. "Why yes sir! You take all the time you need, we will keep her with warm fresh hay and top notch treatment, and blah blah blah blah." Her voice droned off in his head to white noise as his sharply pointed eleven ear twitched in irritation and he tried to mask it to a mute expression.
People always talked too much.
He nodded politely and walked away toward the edge of the forest as the stable girl continued to try and ramble to him as if she couldn't take a hint.
He mentally silenced all excess noise and checked where the wind was blowing through the leaves, the earthy odor of dirt and living things and ashy smell of his camp, a stream gurgled on nearby but the birds did not chirp, the crickets did not sing, there was no animals to be seen or heard. Link drew his sword willing for the beast watching him to take its chances.
"I see you, but you still don't see me." A deep voice mocked with a chuckle. But there was no hint of direction from where the voice came from as it echoed in off the wooden trunks. He let his eyes dart in every shadow meanwhile placing the stables at his back as he knew it was already clear of danger.
There!
The wind shifted in a different direction at the top of the trees and Link grunted, "hyiah!" and threw his sword in the air above him as a Rito flapped with panic scrambling to dodge as it sliced through a lonely cowlick feather on his head. Link grabbed the hilt of the sword as it came down with his right hand and sliced through the air to sheath it once more on his back as he crossed his arms at the annoyance of his morning being interrupted. With a heavy thump and white feathers the Rito fell on the ground on his back, the Rito blushed at the rare moment of weakness and brushed the dust off of him. His well trained muscles rippling as he put his feathers back in place where they belonged. He was tall, about twice the size of Link and his beak the size of his head. Covered in white feathers except tipped with grey on his wings, tail, and eyebrows pointed always what seemed to be an angry expression. His chest and shoulders was plated with metal armour which turned into hard leather at his abdomen, a delicately embroidered cloth hanged around his hips in a pale red, yellow and green.
"If you want to preen my feathers don't pull that stunt, or next time we ride together I drop you in the ocean!"
Link smiled devilishly and shrugged, 'I could say the same about your greeting, Teba.' But Link opted for silence to let the Rito Warrior calm his anger of embarrassment and say what he traveled so far for.
"I know what your planning and I'm coming with you."
Without a seconds waste Link jammed two fingers in his feathered friends side which isn't saying much at the hard packed leather as Teba hissed and bellowed over in pain gasping for breath. Under his hood Link narrowed his eyes while holding his feathered friend upright and off the ground.
He will only slow me down with this injury, Teba knows this.
The Rito gathered his breath and pushed the hylian helping hands off.
"You've made your point clear, I just want to help you after what you have done for us and to be the father Tulin can look up to...but I can't do that dead, so just take these." Teba handed an arrangement of arrows and narrowed his eyes back at Link while holding his shoulders, "You may be a hell of a warrior yourself for a hylian but you are not in this alone and I don't want you to feel that way."
Links eyes widened at the blatant concern coming from Teba as he continued taking his hands off and taking a step back, "It's impressive, It only took you a few seconds to figure out my arrival and where I was. You have grown and you will be just fine."
A warmed smile spread across Link's face as his feathered friend widened his wingspan and took to the skies once more and suddenly he dropped pulling his bow and aiming straight at Link as the smile faded and eyes widened. With a low chuckle from the skies as an arrow nicked the edge of his hood and the breeze behind it blew the hood from off his head. Letting out a breath of air he didn't realize he was holding as he put a hand over his heart and after regaining his composure looked around him to find his friend gone.
With a chuckle he rubbed his face wearily and pulled his hood up and set his jaw once again setting his sights on Hyrule castle that barely shown through the dense forest which looked to be the size of himself at this distance. But still he could see the black and purple muck and mist forming a dragon-like creature hovering and wafting over which revealed only a glimpse of the castle grounds beneath.
Zelda, if your out there,realize you are not alone either and i'm coming to rescue you. Please hold on just a bit longer. I will not fail you this time!
Metal armour clanking noisily he ran and jumped through the forest dodging trees and roots with their leaves whipping across his face while his focus was only on the path to Hyrule ahead of him. Senses ready to tell him when a monster was about to strike, he dared them try and challenge him.