Hello! This is my first Zelda fic, to be Link x Zelda and perhaps Link x OC. My OC will be revealed better in the next chapter. This is all based on a dream I had a few nights ago that can't seem to get out of my head. I have plans for this to get pretty dark in some places, perhaps with a lemon at one point, but we'll see where it goes.

PLEASE review and let me know what you think. xx

You know that feeling when you're dreaming, and you feel like you're falling? It's horrible and terrifying. It jerks you awake almost every time, right? That's what happened to me. That dreadful falling sensation, and awakening with a start.

And that was when my world changed forever.

I looked around. This…this wasn't my home. I mean, it technically was, that much I knew, but my home had walls. I was seeing right outside.

That was when I saw the smoke everywhere. The ash, the blackened remains of what once was. A sickening smell of stale. The modest cabin I lived in had burned to the ground. My childhood home was gone.

But then, where were my parents? My three sisters and four brothers? I jumped up, the little cot I was in strangely still intact. I went through where the door once was, and into their rooms. I found nothing but soot and dust. Had they gotten out?

In my parents' room, I found a blackened stick. It had to represent part of the roof, I thought, which was gone. But a slight shine told me that, to my absolute horror…the stick had a silver bracelet.

It was an arm.

My mother's arm.

I screamed and backed away, dropping it. I let out another shriek when I gathered that if she was dead, so was everyone else. I felt lost and sick and sad. Emotions were hitting my like a tornado to a deck of cards.

I tried to wipe my my hands on my clothes when I realize, sheepishly, I was wearing nothing but my undergarments. I didn't usually sleep that way. Knowing there was nothing left of my room, I thought about clothing myself with my bed sheet when I stepped on something soft.

It was a set of folded clothes.

And attached was a note.

"You've been chosen."

I frowned. What the hell did that mean? Was this a prank? I didn't recognize the handwriting. Still, I had no other choice, so I pulled on the pants and tunic, trying not to be too creeped out by the fact that they were a perfect fit. A pair of boots were conveniently underneath the clothing pile as well, which again, fit weirdly well.

I jumped down off the platform of the house's foundation to wander around the village. Bamoor was a small farming village next to the mountains of Hyrule. I say was, because as I surveyed the area, I saw that every single home had been torched and gone.

At one point I found myself puking. Some of the homes had blackened corpses. Had this been done last night? Why did no one wake up? I had so many questions.

But as I walked through the wreckage of the home I once had, I came to realize that I didn't remember anything. I could not recall what happened last night, yesterday, or the day before…and that made zero sense. My last memory was of talking to my father before going to the nearby woods to retrieve some kind of berry for a neighbour.

That could have been yesterday. Or the week before. I wasn't sure. Looking at my hair, I had an uneasy feeling. It hadn't been this long before, I was sure. Normally I braided it, as is a custom in our Bamoor. So as my hands went to braid, as a normally do, I found I reached the ends faster than normal.

Did this mean I had lost years of memory?!

I swallowed, approaching the woods. There were a few things I could be certain of. No one in my village, including my family, had survived a mysterious fire that burned everything. Someone left me an odd note, with clothes that were tailored to fit me perfectly. I wasn't sure where I was going, since I'd never left Bamoor in my seventeen years of life, but I knew I couldn't stay in these ruins.

I must have walked for hours, not really sure of what I was looking for. I'd been fortunate to find a spring of water to drink from, during this Fall day, and several berry bushes to gather from for food. Night was on its way as I approached a hillier area. Somehow, I'd made my way to the side of one of the mountains.

My razor-sharp hearing caught the sound of a bush rustling. I turned and looked, but nothing was there. Ignoring it as I finished my last handful of berries, I approached the next elevated rock path, trying to brush it off, but then another sound forced me to turn.

Again, nothing. Perhaps it was my paranoia. I was still trying to accept the fact that everyone I loved was dead.

A sudden searing pain on my arm caused me to stop. I dropped the berries on the ground, rolling up my sleeve. The flesh on my forearm was literally burning in front of me, with a triangle symbol appearing on my skin. I started to scream in pain, unable to believe what I was seeing. Mentally I wished the cold water of the spring to at least relieve some of the pain, which felt like being stabbed with a firey sword.

The pain worsened and I felt it shoot up my arm and down my spine, as if someone were dragging it through me. I shrieked at the top of my lungs and felt tears in my eyes. It hurt unlike anything I had ever felt in my life. I dropped to my knees, my vision blurred, and then everything faded to black.

"So curious that she would appear from nowhere, don't you think?" Navi was hovering over Link's right shoulder. They were in the cave he'd turned into a home, in the middle of the mountains.

"Yes, very curious," Link frowned, staring at the young girl he had seen on the trail, "I don't understand what is happening to her, though…"

"You and I both know what that symbol means…" Navi said quietly.

Link had been out for a walk when he saw the girl on the nearby path, and he dove into the bushes to hide. It wasn't that he was antisocial, rather, an odd experience regarding her, though they'd never met, had been plaguing him for quite some time.

"I do. And I'm positive she's the one from my dream…"

For months, Link had been having the same dream. He would be in the Temple, and this girl would be standing in front of him. She would offer her hand, and Link would take it, for reasons unknown, and he trusted her. Then, they would be engulfed in an incredible surrounding light. The dream always left him wanting more.

Seeing her on the trail was one of the weirdest experiences he'd had. But when she began to scream and pass out, he felt it wasn't right to leave her there, alone. Link knew she was from Bamoor; from his cave he could observe the village easily and got to know the people. He also knew that someone had destroyed it with fire.

It was arson. Link was sure of it. He just wasn't sure who.

Now, sitting in a chair by her bedside (technically his bed), waiting for her to wake up, Link was wondering if he made the right decision. Especially seeing the Triforce symbol, for the first time in a long time. He was uneasy about what this could all mean. He went over the possibilities in his head.

Ganondorf was dead, everyone had said, and Link had failed the princess and Hyrule. That was why he went into hiding. There was no way a new form of magic was about to take place, not after the past few years had shown silence and peace. This girl was probably just a crazy person who accidentally exposed her tattoo to sunlight. But why the Triforce? And why a Bamoor girl, one that was exact to the girl in his dream? It wasn't right and Link knew it.

"When she wakes up," Navi said, breaking his thoughts, "You're gonna have to do a lot of explaining."

"No I'm not," Link said, "I'm just gonna help her out and send her to the next town. She can start over there, or whatever it was she was doing out in the first place."

Link knew that was not what was going to happen. He'd been in denial these days, about himself, about Hyrule, Zelda, everything. It was going to take a young stranger, who oddly enough, looked to be his age, to change that. As Navi fell silent, Link worried that the fairy knew something he didn't.