The sequel to Lifesong Orb has finally arrived! Actually, only the prologue is here at the moment. I'm not sure how often I'm going to be able to update this, as I will likely be performing in the school musical soon and I will definitely be starting a pert-time job next week. With any luck, I can get some more written for you all soon.
I've just got a few more things to say before you begin reading. First, the music is now in the form of the way to find it in my LoZ music index, which can be found in my scraps section on deviantART. Second, this story will likely be told as a series of smaller stories rather than one big long uber-narative that just happens to be split into chapters for convienice. Third, this prologue is more of a recap than a chapter. It should be enough to give people who haven't read Lifesong Orb enough of an idea to grasp the reasoning behind this story. And now, without further ado, let The Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Change begin!
Prologue
The bell has been raised from its watery grave, do you hear its sepulchral tone? We call to all, pay head the squall and turn your sail toward home.
Hans Zimmer, Hoist the Colours
Music: VG Music, Oracle of Ages, Sad (Remix)
Within the Maku Tree of the faraway land of Vesomdel, a young woman sat behind a desk. She wore a dress the colour of maple leaves in the summer, and her hair was the same tint. The woman looked up, sighed, and continued her paperwork. Her boring job was to catalogue all manner of secrets, and then organize them by subject, number of people who knew, impact from negligible to world-shattering, and all manner of other things. At least there had been the occasional break from the monotony provided by the wandering hero when she had worked out of Holodrum and Labrynna, but alas, nobody ever came to visit her here. These circumstances almost made her wish she could go back to her old job, but it was too risky. She had far too many enemies to try and get back into her old business. She glanced up again, and was surprised to see a figure in a black cloak standing opposite her.
She began to introduce herself: "Uh, hello! I am-"
"The Oracle of Secrets." he said. He laughed, and then said, "A fitting disguise for one who holds such a secret herself."
Upon hearing the figure's voice, her face went deathly pale. "N-no, you can't be-"
"Oh, but I am. You thought you could hide from me. You were wrong. It took some doing, but I finally tracked you down. Hello Farore, Oracle of Change."
He reached out towards her face, and everything went black.
Music: OC Remix, Wind Waker, Ancient Hero
Ages past, atop the largest and mightiest of the world's timepieces, there stood a boy. He wore the green tunic associated with the heroes of legend, and his hair was of the same vibrant hue. Behind him, a gaping rift in the fabric of reality churned, the workings of the Mask of the Damned and a strange, white-haired man. That rift would be the gateway to the answers he needed: What had become of his mother? How was one as young as he to rule over his homeland? Had his father really conspired with the enemy that had nearly destroyed Termina twice in as many decades?
For most of his eleven years of life, he had lived with Anju and Kafei, friends his father had trusted more than even himself. He had known he was adopted, but they had not mentioned that he was the son of a great hero until his eleventh birthday. On that day, he was given his father's journals and a blade to call his own. It was also the day that Majora's Mask returned.
Obviously, the boy hadn't stood a chance against the powerful evil spirit. Transfigured into the form of a clockwork soldier, he had climbed the mighty Clocktower and stolen a magical ball of purest crystal from his foe. He carried this sphere, the Lifesong Orb, throughout his journey, losing it only once and quickly reclaiming it. Soon after obtaining it, he used its magic to reclaim his original form. However, he had not originally known exactly what the mysterious crystal was, and so took it to Randolf, the mighty mage of the observatory.
Not all had gone well on his trip to see the wizard, and he had been forced to seek aid from the Great Fairy of Clocktown. There, he had met Mythisper, the fairy who had been his constant companion throughout the adventures that followed. Together they had traveled across the land of Termina, uniting its peoples to fight against the darkness. Over the course of their travels, it became clear that the boy healed must faster than was normal for a human or even a Hylian such as his father. Later, when his hair shifted from its original yellow to its current shade of green, Mythisper turned her magic towards figuring out why. It then became apparent that his mother was none other than Navi, the fairy guide of the Hero of Time.
After months of work, he and Mythisper managed to cast away the dark power that had overwhelmed Termina. However, in so doing, further questions had been raised. Though Majora's Mask had been sent back to the void from whence it came, there was still another foe at large: the one who had returned the Mask of the Damned to power in the first place. This force, in the guise of an angel, had asked that Link, Hero of Termina, hand him the Lifesong Orb. However, his plans were apparently foiled when Majora's Mask scrambled the portal he had opened. Though it had been struck down almost immediately, the Mask had said that the man without pupils had defeated him twenty years ago – exactly the year when the Hero of Time had come to save the world from the Mask before.
No mention of the final battle between the hero and the Mask of the Damned was to be found in the journals of his father. While his adoptive parents had witnessed part of the clash, they had not followed him into the moon itself when Majora's Mask had entered it to try and overcome the Four Giants. The only person who might know was the Happy Mask Salesman, who was sworn to secrecy and would bring down the wrath of the mysterious foe should he speak so much as a word to anyone. That left only one thing to do: set out into the world to find the answers himself.
Link, Admiral-Queen of the Gerudo, Head of the United Races, and Hero of Termina, turned to the cosmic rift. He held forth an amulet of gold and purple corundum, enchanted by the Archmage of Clocktown to act as a key to the portal before him. As a green glow floated over the top of the Clocktower, he strode through.
"Link!" the cried the fairy, too late as the hero vanished into the unknown. Mythisper sank to the ground and kneeled. Her friend had left without her, his only goodbye a note that simply read, "I need to go. I'm sorry."
"Just… don't be gone forever…"
Comment: Yeah, Link just basiccally did to Mythisper what Navi did to Link at the end of Ocarina of Time. It's mean, but necessary for TEH PLOT to unfold as I need it to.
Also, the the Anju and Kafei seeing part of the final battle part is a bit of a comprimise between the Majora's Mask game and the Majora's Mask manga. In the game, they saw none of it, and it the manga, they saw all of it. As to how Link knows they saw it, he asked sometime between the end of Lifesong Orb and the time he somehow got to the top of the Clocktower before this started.
Oh yeah, one last thing. Please don't tear my head off if I've credited the wrong person for the beginning of chapter quote. I don't know who wrote the words for Hoist the Colours, but I do know that Hans Zimmer composed the tune, so he get the credit.
Slight Edit: I fixed a minor error in the first paragraph after the music begins.