The Lost Legend

Okay, guys. This story is in the Zelda world and contains many characters and places from it. The story is about the creation of the triforce and how it got to those three people. I am not the biggest Zelda fan so I don't know whether it has been explained how they have been made or not. But, this story is just a little bit of fun that I wrote because I was bored. This is not the best of my work, but I hope you like it anyway. It is 100 prewritten so a new chapter will come out every day. If you see any ways I can improve my work then please tell me. Well here it is...

Prologue – The Lost Legend is Foretold

"The man stabbed the dragon through the heart, and created peace to the kingdom again, the man celebrating his victory with his friends and the royalty, who were very grateful for his bravery. The kingdom was never harmed again and they all lived happily ever after..."

The father told his children who seemed utterly bored. He looked as them in surprise, he didn't know why they didn't enjoy the tale of the "Legendary Knight." The children sat on the ground their faces towards the ground. The parent sat in disappointment.

"You can't be telling me you didn't enjoy this tale..." the man said to his children, they looked up and nodded slowly.

"It was okay," the youngest kid said, slowly.

"What was so bad about it?" The father said, "I loved this tale when I was a child."

"It's not the story daddy," the father's only daughter said. "It's just... we've heard all these stories before. We need something different. We need a story that doesn't have a happy ending."

The father got up of his chair and approached the children. The man was looking sad, he's children hadn't enjoyed one of his stories for awhile now and he really wanted to see them in joy. He told the children to go to their beds. He told them he had a visitor who wouldn't like their company. The children got up angrily, they whinged and complained about it being too early. He began yelling at them, it was when he's voice got really loud they quickly went to their beds.

The father sat at the dining room table. He took a sip from his wine before carefully placing the glass coup down. He looked out the window; he saw it was another night full of thunder and rain. He took another sip before he sighed heavily. The front door then opened, he looked to see it was his wife. She was wet and was in a bad mood.

"Today was so bad," she said in an annoyed tone. She poured herself a glass of wine, "The customers were so bossy today, I just wanted to kill them." She drank half her wine in one sip and then sat down on one of the chairs around the table. She faced her husband and noticed his depression.

"What's wrong? You can't be saying your days bad when you didn't have to work today."



"I am very happy that I didn't have to work today," he sighed softly and paused for awhile... "It's just the children are getting bored. They aren't enjoying my stories no more."

"Why not?" She asked in a high pitched tone.

"Well they think all my stories are to similar and all have happy endings."

The wife went to her bed to go to sleep, the husband sat out in the dining room looking out the window.

He couldn't understand why they hadn't enjoyed his stories; I mean he used to love them when he was a child. He tried to think of a story that would entertain them, one that would make them smile again. An old friend visited him. He wore a dark blue tonic and black gloves and brown boots. He was called Link. He wanted to talk to the father about how life was. The dad was happy to see him, because he only saw him once every year. But this time he couldn't really talk with him. All he could think about was the story that he knew would be perfect to tell his children. One that had been lost for many centuries, only the dad and his friend Link knew of it. He knew it was time to tell them the story of... The Lost Legend...