Opia: Hi all! School's started and My writer's -coughtyper'scough- block is..... not quite gone yet..... Well, anyway! This is an interesting story idea that popped into my mind one day. I didn't think it was going to go anywhere... then suddenly I had written over thirty pages of the story! O.O That's only about three or four chapters but not bad for only 3 days of writing.... This story takes place in the waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay future of the other Zelda games. . Any mistakes on game refrences will have to be excused for I haven't actually played most of the Zelda games......... I'm writing this with limited knowledge.... bad me! -slaps her hand-

Cari: -sweatdrops- Opia does not own The Legend of Zelda series.... She has OoT but that's it, and I'm not saying she owns the game's ideas, just the game. Anything else was concocted in her brain.... though I'm not sure how....

Opia: Hey!

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The Legend of Zelda: The Orb of Bannon ......... Ch. 1

The room was dark. A large window with its curtains drawn dominated a dark maroon wall opposite the large wooden doors. Two large desks with papers and books strewn on it leaned against the wall on either side of it. The furniture all looked ancient, covered with ornate carvings. Plush, blood red carpet covered the floor from wall to wall. Placed in the center of the room was a large table surrounded by chairs. At the head of the table was a large, cushioned chair. The chair was turned to the crackling fire just beyond the table. In the chair sat a beautiful woman. Her raven hair was long and flowing, spilling over her shoulders like waterfalls. Eyes as green as the leaves of a vine being touched by the morning sun stared at the large leather-bound book in her lap. She flipped one of the yellowed pages and began to read aloud.

"The ancient texts state that when Hyrule is engulfed in shadow a hero will rise up to drive away the evil. With the aid of the princess the boy with the sacred symbol on his left hand will learn of his destiny as the legendary warrior. There have been many of these heroes, all strangely named Link. From one dubbed 'The Hero of Time' to another who mastered the Windwaker, all have come to protect the land from evil…" She laughed. Standing up, she strode over to the table. A cloud of dust shot up into the air as she slammed the book down on top of it. Her eyes flashed in amusement. "A hero will come when the land is threatened by evil…" Elegantly she threw back the silk curtains, revealing a dreary view. A large city stretched out before her, dark, hazy, and reeking cruelty. "That was 800 years ago." A siren sounded in the distance. "And for 800 years this land has been mine!"

A man walked into the darkness of the room. "You sent for me Marinal?"

"Yes." She turned to him, "Tell me Ranik, do you believe in the ancient legends?"

"No ma'am." He shook his head, "If they were, a hero would have appeared long ago."

Marinal chuckled, "Oh… but one did… A young man named Link with the symbol on his hand did defy me a long time ago. I killed him and the rest of his family. The hero's bloodline is gone… just like the royal bloodline...."

Ranik's violet eyes blinked in confusion. "But… you have said before that the last hero came 800 years ago… How could you have been alive at that time?"

The woman smiled, showing off her two small fangs. "I have my ways…."

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"Get back here you little bastard!!!"

A young teenage boy ran through the busy street. When he made it to the other side he turned back and yelled. "Not a chance old man!" With a smirk he turned and went down an alley. He emerged in an unused section of the city. Looking around to make sure no one was there, he opened a door underneath a sign with the faded words 'Happy Mask Shop' on it.

"Where the hell have you been?"

The boy jumped. "Nice to see you too Adlez…"

A girl with blonde hair tied back in a messy bun came into the room. "I've been looking for you all morning. Where were you?"

"I was………shopping." He took out a bottle from his jeans pocket.

Adlez punched him in the shoulder. "Stealing again?! You idiot!" She examined the bottle. "And beer too?! You know you're underage!"

"Okay, okay! Jeez, I got it! Here." He took out another bottle and tossed it to her. "I got one for you too."

Adlez smirked, opened the bottle, and took a swig. "That's more like it… Oh…" She recognized the quality. "You stole it from that store...."

The boy took a swig from his. "If what you mean by 'that store' is the one owned by that old guy then… of course! He stocks the best stuff."

"You shouldn't go there for a while. Next time he might pull a gun on you."

"Feh." The boy took another swig. "Then so be it… If I die then maybe you'll be able to concentrate on getting a job."

Adlez slapped him. "Don't say things like that! I know you may prefer the thought of death to living like this but… even a no-named orphan may make something out of himself one day…."

"Thanks for rubbing it in…."

"Rubbing what in?"

"My name… or lack there of… I was just getting over it too…."

The girl sat down on a beaten up old chair. "Then make up a name for yourself."

He sat on a stool. "I can't… It just wouldn't feel right…."

"Fine. But if you're going to keep stealing could you at least steal some food? Or something useful?"

"Whatever…."

Adlez looked up from her drink. "You might want to try stores on the other side of town though."

"Why?"

"You're known pretty well here, you have a better chance of not being recognized over there."

The boy laughed. "Recognized? How would I be recognized?"

"Because of these..." Adlez leaned forward and flicked the boy's long ears. "Only those of pure Hylian blood have these ears… There are very few like that now a days."

He glared at her. "You have them too…."

She smiled. "Yes, but I'm not a delinquent."

"Tch." The boy got up. "I'm outta here. See you later…" He stormed out the door, slamming it behind him.

"Gah!" Adlez downed the last of her drink. "The damned idiot won't listen to a thing I say…."

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Opia: Hmmm.... odd story no? Oh well.... Please R&R!!!!