Post-Hyrule Chapter 1: False Accusation
Link was sitting on his bed, in his apartment in San Francisco looking out the window, seeing the dark street as few cars went by, and wondering what had happened to his life, he had had a good life 'til a few years back. "Dammit!" he cursed to himself, "It's the Goddesses-Damned 21st century for goddesses sake!" He felt like shit, in a crappy apartment, just scraping by, what did he do to deserve this? Of course, there was no answer to his thoughts, just his crappy life echoing back at him. He took a moment to think about his life, as he lay back on his bed, he was an orphan, his parents didn't want him because of his unusual left hand, the mark of three triangles, in ancient times, he would have been praised, heralded even, for bearing the mark of the Triforce.
But in todays world, it just gave him a shit-all life, he had been raised at an orphanage run by a nice couple, and when he was old enough, he began to help around to pay them back for all thier kindness, but unfortunately they ran out of money, and they couldn't keep the children any longer, or him. So he continued to help the kids, he got them to other orphanages, and even personally got people to take them in, once he took care of all the kids though, he found it difficult to find work, or any kind of shelter. He had been able to take it, back when he had someone to protect, but when he was alone, he couldn't bear the rain, or the hunger, he just had just enough to feed himself, and found himself homeless.
And here he was, four years later, he had clothing, though it was ratty at best, and he had a roof, though it was only a little apartment, and he had food, so I guess he had something. But he knew there was something missing, he ran his fingers through his dirty-blond hair, his deep blue eyes glinting in the moonlight. He needed someone to protect, someone who needed his protection, like the way he took care of the kids, but he knew that no-one wanted his help, he was twenty years old, in rough clothing, and usually in need of a bath, since he only took one every week and a half or so, and he was generally filthy from doing part-time work, manual labor was the worst, and as he learned early on, no-one wanted anything to do with someone who was marked. Apparently there was some superstition that anyone with the triforce on their hand was fated to die a horrible death, and they didn't want to get to know someone like that.
He decided that he would go out and help someone tomorrow, that way he could prove to some-one that he wasn't a criminal, like people always thought.
Meanwhile in, a young woman with bleach-blond hair was looking out her window. She was thinking of all the unfortunate people of the world, like Link,and homeless people. And she laughed at them on the inside, yeah Zelda is a bitch, her blue eyes were shining with joy at her inner laughing, she then decided to go to a really piece of crap place so she could laugh at the unfortunates in person.
She then looked at her right hand, reflecting on the triforce upon it, she was confident that she wasn't going to die a horrible death, that was just silly. She then decided that she would go to a poorer district in the morning.
Link awoke bright and early, donning his favourite green skullie and grey sweater, he also put on brown sweatpants and his sturdy leather boots. "I'm going to do some good this time" he told himself, before leaving to find someone to help.
For the longest time he couldn't find anyone who needed any help, until he saw a guy in a ski-mask mugging a well dressed woman with bleach-blond hair. Link ran forwards calling "Hey!" to the masked man who was holding a pistol, but Link didn't care, he was going to help that girl, the man stepped away from the girl and pointed the gun at him, everything was happening in slow motion. He screamed at her to run away but she was frozen in shock, whether from the man or that someone came to save her Link didn't know. The man was about to pull the trigger, but Link had almost reached him, the gun was pointed directly at Links head. This is it he thought, but suddenly the girl kicked the guy between the legs forcing the gun down, he pulled the trigger, but only hit Links kneecap. Link stumbled forwards tackling the guy and reaching for the gun, only he wasn't fast enough, the man lifted up the gun to the girl, Link tried to grab it but was too late.
The man pulled the trigger, Link heard the shot and froze, not daring to look towards the girl, the man then brought the butt of the gun down on Links head, he blacked out just after hearing the girls body hit the ground. The whole encounter took less than ten seconds before it was over.
Link woke up later, in a bed, there were dirty walls around him and....bars. He was in prison, his head hurt too much too process much more than that, so he drifted back to sleep before he even fully woke up.
It only hit him what happened when he next woke up, or rather, he was woken up by a guard, who took him to an interrogation room. Link waited there for a few minutes, processing what had happened, his head still hurt, and the encounter with the man was a little fuzzy. A little bit before his 'interrogator' came in he gained enough awareness to realise that his kneecap was broken, and he remembered, that girl had saved him. He wondered vaguely if she was okay. Just then a man came in, he had short grey hair and a slightly wrinkled face he looked tough and his face was stern. "I'm Special Agent Gibbs NCIS" he told Link "Now, first off what is your name?" he then asked.
"My name is Link" he replied and then thought to ask "Special Agent Gibbs, what happened to that girl?" He looked at Link and asked "What girl is that again?" Link proceeded to describe her and finished with "She saved my life, I'd really like to thank her" Gibbs gave him a strange look, then said "You sure have a funny way of showing it" before Link could ask what he meant Gibbs said "Seeing as you killed her" Link looked shocked and asked "I what?" then it came back to him, the man, the gun, the sound of her body dropping to the ground. Gibbs then proceeded to explain that the weapon he used was the same used to kill three Naval Officers over the past month, a custom 9mm handgun, no way to trace it.
"Mr. Gibbs" Link began "I didn't kill her" Gibbs was about to say something when Link cut him off "I was trying to save her when she got shot, the guy who did it shot me in the knee and then knocked me out with his gun" Gibbs sat back and listened to his story before asking "Do you have any proof?" "No" "Witnesses?" "Apparently she's dead" "Well then" Gibbs said "You don't make a very convincing case" Link also leaned forwards, "Except that I'm innocent" his tone turned to pleading "Please Mr. Gibbs, give me a chance" Gibbs whispered to him "I'll give you a chance, and if you are innocent I'll find the real killer" Link relaxed and said "Thank you Mr. Gibbs" Gibbs then left the room.
A few days later Gibbs brought in the real killer, and Link was released, he later learned that the mans name was Ganondorf.