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Authors Note: New story, shot me some feedback., R&R! -VeeCat
Summary: After an intentional viral outbreak crushers Hyrule and its government, Link is imprisioned by Ganondorf who refuses to reveal the location of Zelda and her newborn child. Link reflects his life, and attempts to develop a plan to correct the world once more.
Prologue
Hylia
Beautiful waters.
Fields of grassy plains.
A ranch, rich in healthy cows and horses.
A prosperous town, and a castle of beauty.
All saved, by Link, a true hero.
This hero married Zelda, royalty from the castle itself.
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Virus.
The outbreak.
The fall of the Hyrule government.
The viral outbreak, set to destroy only the brittle and weak.
He survived.
Blond hair, passionate, and strong blue eyes.
Imprisoned, without his gorgeous wife.
Cuffed.
In a damp, dark cell.
He begins his lonely and hopeless thoughts as his eyes betray him, the tears fall.
Link.
What a hero?
While the sages lay dormant, and he is cuffed and locked.
Hyrule has fallen.
He reviews his life, right there.
Cuff
Chapter One: Outbreak
I try to move my wrists around, the stainless steel cuffs are making the flesh beneath them go raw. I've been here for 3 months. All hope is lost. The hyrulian knights must have died, that's the only conclusion I can come to. For the first time in years, I need the saving done for me.
3 months ago Ganondorf strolled into town like he owned the place. But behind him was an army, a very large army of Gerudos. They began to yell for everyone to get inside or they would have been beheaded. Upon alerting the castle of this trouble I took out my sword, with knights behind me. Ready to die for me. And that they did. I fell, unable to do a damn thing. With a wound in my shoulder, I left the castle, and I went to my home. Where my wife, Zelda, lay in bed, pregnant. She knew what was going on. But she would never risk her unborn child's life.
It went on for a week, various screams were heard over the course of time, until the day. The day of the outbreak. Ganondorf, that bastard. A very deadly virus was released into the air. Meant to kill the brittle and weak. Me and Zelda survived. But that didn't matter, we were considered a threat.
We were taken from our home. Cuffed, and led away from Hyrule, the air, it smelled and reeked of death and rotting flesh. About two hours after being led away on horseback, I realized something, Zelda was changing direction. We were being separated. I was told because of my threat level that I wasn't allowed to be with other people, I was being taken somewhere secluded and away from all other sources of life.
My friends, I want to see if they are alive.
Kaefi.
Malon.
Saria.
Mido.
All of them, I miss them so much. Could they have survived? Could they be rotting away in some pit?
Its true what they say, you never know what you've got until you lost it.
And now here I sit, in raggedy boxers, and a pair of stainless steel handcuffs. In a dark cell, secluded from the people I love.
Its been three months, Zelda should have had our baby boy by now.
What does he look like?
What does he sound like?
Is she okay?
Is my son okay?
I miss how it used to be.
The good and the bad.
"But its just not like that anymore." I say aloud, snapping from my flashback of events and thoughts.
What am I to do, secluded from the world?
The only thing a crazy man can do, think. I don't get meals about once or twice a week with a small glass of juice or water.
I'm going to think about my life, until the day I die, or am set free amongst the world.
'Hmmm, but where should I start, with my in head biography.' I think to my self, staring down at the dark cold cement.
'Ahhhh, my lovely Zelda.'
Of course our love affair began shortly after I saved Hyrule as the Hero Of Time. I would visit often, bringing her daisies and such. When we both turned the age of fourteen we began dating seriously. Often going to the lake on a small row boat I built. It took some time, getting her father to like an ordinary boy like me.
The first kiss, the one that will tell you everything.
Whether or not you love the person.
Who the person really is.
What they want from you.
And it was everything I wanted it to be.
"Link, why did you begin to like me?" She asked me shyly.
"Well, I don't know, you helped me a lot, saving Hyrule and all, you know?" I looked down, swinging my feet from high up on a stone wall.
"Yeah, but is that all?" She continued staring down, as I did.
"No, why do you ask these questions?" I begin to get confused, being a guy of course.
"Do you love me?" She nervously replied.
"Well I don't kno..." I was cut off, and caught in a lip lock like no other.
A passionate.
All telling lip lock.
Yes, Zelda, I must love you.
Pink soft lips; against rough ones.
This kiss did in fact tell me everything I would ever need to know.
This kiss told me who she was, a loving princess.
Not just one to make appearances to the public. She stood strong among her people.
But still, she stood so shyly among me.
I love her.
"Yeah I do." I say aloud.
I wish to see light. To see my Zelda.
Do wishes come true anymore, why am I not attempting to do anything?
Oh yeah, I have no weapons.
The sages lay silent.
I'm in hand cuffs.
I am no longer the hero I used to be.
I was so strong, I feel weak in these cuffs. Covered in my own feces and urine, the stench is unbearable. Those dungeons, that you heard about in my adventures. I'm in one, trapped in some fortress in the Gerudo Desert; at least that's my only guess. Since that's where the prick originated from.
What is the goal of this virus, he has no people to bow down to him if he slays them all in such a cowardly way. No battle. No swords clash. He sits back and releases a toxin into the air like a pussy, his evil smile sits across his face as the people he wants to bow down to him fall, but not in his honor.
Only in death.
I am still unsure of his motivation this time. We had thought he was locked away, but he wasn't.
We thought he was dead; but he wasn't.
However we had made a truce, an understanding if you will. The king of Hyrule had banished him and his followers to the desert and he was to stay there. If he did that, the knights and myself would not touch him.
He was to perform no magic, no dark magic, no murders within our land.
He lied. Clearly. He stayed in silence for years. Unknowing to us he was performing science. Not magic. He created a virus that had a mind of its own, if your body was not special. If you were not strong, if you didn't have a strong will to live; it broke down your DNA. You died from the inside out, on a cellular level.
Your breathing became shallow, droplets of blood would come from your nose with every breath you took. It tasted like metal they said. Metal. Metal is what your dying will to live tasted like. It felt heavy.
Your hair became thin and grotesque looking. It fell from your head.
Your skin became almost transparent and weak, it tore so easily.
It was survival of the strong, but there was no choice. You could say it was in Gods hands. You could say the sages had something to do with it. Why didn't they call to the knights, to me. I am a hero of Hyrule. I am special.
Special no more, that's what I am. I feel like I failed my people, like I failed the king. The man who gave me his daughters hand in marriage. I was like a son to him he said.
" You are like a son to me Link. Hero of Time, I know you will make Hyrule proud once more."
His words ring in my ear.
Is he a liar?
Or have I failed him?
I am a man of battle, not a man of magic or science. What am I to do?
The virus hit us like a title wave. People fell within hours. The Gerudo army threw something like Deku nuts all around the castle, wearing these funny masks. When they bursts, white puffs came out and a low volume bang erupted.
What were these contraptions? I had never seen them in all my adventures. In all my battle training, they had trumped this once great and powerful hero.
The king. He died right before us.
"Die old man." Ganondorf said so apathetic.
He had a sword to his neck.
Zelda watched, with pain in her beautiful eyes.
He cocked his arm back, "Long live Hyrule." He cackled.
I don't need to review any more. When the king fell, the nation fell. Their hope began to dwindle. The air reeked of hopelessness and emptiness. Along with that death and rotting flesh.
I imagine the sounds of happiness and children playing fell silent in those days to pass. \
Alot fell in those few days after.
I hear a noise, what is that?
"Hello Hero."
Authors Note: I have a lot planned for this story, if your liking it so far keep on reading. It should only get better and better, especially with feedback :) R&R!