With the reveal of BOTW 2 teaser, I thought if I was ever gonna do a story I was now.
I've taken a notice that genderbending seems to be becoming a thing for me, this'll be the sixth. Whoops.
Summary: Her father is the Captain of the Royal Guard, and so ultimately Lynk's grown up surrounded by Knights—of course she's going to pick things up along the way. Then she plucks the Legendary Blade from the stone and it goes haywire from there.
Female!Link.
BOTW Pre-Ganon, and might expand further.
Subtle twists will be implemented to make it more realistic for a female Link.
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Kismet
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Chapter 1: Kind of an Average Day
Father and daughter watched from above as the trainees stood in the courtyard practising with the wooden training swords and shields. The group of fourteen young men were a batch of brand new trainees, today was their first official lesson.
She peered down at them with eager eyes, she was excited to see how they'd grow. She'd already met them during their entrance exam and all showed promise. Well… all of them bar one. A frown tugged at her brows in annoyance as she watched the red-haired young man berate those around him, declaring them a waste of space for actual propitious men.
Hutson, if she recalled corrected, was a nuisance to put it lightly. He wasn't even very talented, his footing was off, he was leaving himself open and had the other men been trained a bit more in defence, they would've noticed immediately.
"How'd he even get in?" She asked her father.
Jin sighed heavily, hands clasped together behind his back. "He was a student under Taluk."
Lynk grimaced. "But that still doesn't explain—?"
"Unfortunately, Taluk has managed to retain some connections within the palace."
"Having Taluk as his teacher does explain a lot though, Papa." Lynk grinned behind her hand.
Jin thumped Lynk on the back of her head softly. "Watch it, kiddo."
Lynk shrugged, reaching to tug at her braided hair which fell over her shoulder. She was pretty proud of it considering how wild her hair could get. Lynk tilted her head, peering up at her father with a gaze of pseudo-innocence. "Would you be against me… I don't know… putting him in his place?"
Jin gave a long and thoughtful hum. "I don't know, Lynk, you… wouldn't want to embarrass him, now would you?"
She grinned. "I'll try not to bruise his ego too much, Papa."
Lynk turned and went on her merry way, she'd give Hutson a day or two to see if he… matured. She doubted it, however; Lynk had had dealings with Taluk when he'd still been a knight. Lynk grimaced, she and a lot of others loathed the man.
He acted more than he was, he lied to further himself and wouldn't hesitate to stab you in the back if it meant he'd get the upper hand. For a long while, the Royal Court had been enamoured with his persona but it eventually crumbled down.
His career crumbling may or may not have been her fault.
But good riddance, Lynk nodded. King Rohan had even given her a pat on her shoulder when everyone had turned their back. The King was the reason she'd oust him after all. He'd even gave her a pass to learn from the chiefs in the kitchen because of what she'd done for him.
She very much liked cooking—since her Mama had passed, Lynk had grasped the role of caring for the home because her father was always so busy with being the Captain of the Royal Guards and it left him so exhausted at the end of the day sometimes, especially when she'd been younger.
So she'd taken it upon herself to grow up just that bit to be of use around the house, she certainly didn't regard it.
Lynk sighed happily, humming a song she didn't know the name of but had known since she was old enough to remember.
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"Seriously, you all are just pathetic." Hutson groused, setting his sword on his shoulder.
The entire class came to an abrupt stop, the sound of the wooden swords clanking halted as they all turned to look at Hutson with a range of emotions—all related to annoyance, anger, and embarrassment.
Lynk, having heard the silence overtake the training ground, stopped her work of sharping a sword. Her face contorted into anger. She stood, grip tightening around the handle as she made her way to the door, intent on facing Hutson head on.
She slowed to a stop under the arch, standing in the shadows as Hutson picked on Jaro, a young man that was slightly more rounded then everyone else.
"Honestly, you're all a bunch of failures in waiting."
"I find that quite amusing actually." Her voice had heads turning her way. All the Trainees' bar Hutson knew who she was, and she watched their facial features lighten as their eyes landed on her.
Hutson chuckled, raising a brow cockily. "Really now, sweetcheeks?" His eyes dropped to the sword in her hand and scoffed, a smirk curling onto his face. "Now what are you doing hold such a thing? Women don't belong anywhere near such an object."
Oh Din no he didn't, Lynk want to snarl but instead, she took a breath and released it. "These men didn't need to buy their way in, Trainee Hutson. They did so by potential alone, can't say the same about you, however." Lynk's voice was as smooth as silk.
Hutson gritted his teeth and forced a smile, it became an actually amused one. "Really now?"
"Yes, I'm the one they faced during their entrances exam after all."
Hutson laughed mockingly. "You? That explains everything. If all you have to do is beat a girl to get into Knight Training then it really says a lot about Captain Jin!"
Silence.
It was so quiet that a stray cricket could be heard.
Lynk raised the sword, pointing it at him, her face stoic. "Watch your tongue, boy. You should count yourself luckily no guards are here to have heard you speak such disrespect to someone that has taught over fifty percent of the current soldiers. And I, most certainly, won't allow you to spread such dishonesty about a well-respected and accomplished man but I can't say I expected much more from someone who was tutored under Taluk—a man who was stripped of his rank because of dishonesty and loyalty to only himself." Lynk tilted her head. "Did he tell your parents that before they hired him?"
"How dare you! Taluk is a great man!" Hutson snarled, his face flushed with his anger.
Lynk laughed coldly, then adjusted her stance. Hutson straightened and smirked when he noticed the way she'd taken to standing. He raised his own sword. "A sword fight then, huh? Well, what better way to put someone in their place then too—"
He didn't get to finish his sentence as Lynk moved, launching herself at the man. Her sudden action had taken Hutson by surprise and with a flurry of movement, he was sitting on his backside, sword several feet from him and gapping like an unattractive fish.
Hutson gulped as Lynk placed her sword under his chin, he raised it in an attempt to put space between himself and the sharp edge.
"It says a lot about the tutor if his student can't even last a second against a girl." Lynk moved the blade, tutting mockingly. "Not even a few seconds." She sighed in pseudo-sadness. "Everyone lasted at least at least minute against me." Cold blue eyes peered down at the redhaired man. "You should learn when to keep your mouth shut."
Lynk turned sharply, intend on reporting back to her father what had just happened when she heard it. The sound of someone getting to their feet, a sharp under the breath hiss and something being grasped from the stand.
Feet rush at her from behind and Lynk had enough time to sidestep, immediately she felt the weight of her braid gone—oh Din no. She twirled, disarmed and kicked Hutson in the back.
Hutson hit the ground with a harsh grunt. Two guards, having heard the commotion, came rushing around the corner just as she'd knocked him to the ground.
"What's going on over here?"
Hutson was first to speak, his face an ugly red as he stood. "This bitch attacked me unprovided and I simply defended myself!"
The two guards glanced to one another, looking highly amused by that. "Really now?" The left guard, Simon, asked in obvious worry. Simon glanced to Tony, who shrugged.
Tony glanced to Lynk. "What actually happened, Lynk?"
"Trainee Hutson has, since his arrival, done nothing but bully and berate the other Trainees. I was forced to step in, unfortunately, it turned into a physical concertation, Tony."
Tony nodded. "That sounds more like it."
Hutson snarled. "She attacked me and now you're believing her twisting of the truth?!"
Lynk raised a brow at him. "You are aware that there were witnesses, yes?" She pointed her head oh-so-subtly towards the other Trainees and all nodded, murmuring in agreement to what they'd just seen.
"Not only that." Simon interjected. "But Lynk is Captain Jin's daughter, and all but officially a member of the Royal Guard herself. She's trained beside and helped tutor pervious soldiers in training." Simon's eyes narrowed in warning. "It would be best if you came with us now. Your actions will be reported and judged."
Tony reached forward, hand landing on Hutson's shoulder with the intent to led him away when he jerked free and rushed Lynk once more. "You bitch! How dare you—!"
Lynk's hand landed on his solar plexus and Hutson's eyes widened as the air was knocked from him. His sword hit the ground but Lynk wasn't done; her palm hit his jaw, forcing it closed and by the sound that escaped, he'd bitten his tongue. Hutson went stumbling back and this time Lynk reached forward and ripped his Trainee badge from his shirt, not caring that the action tore part of the shirt.
"You are a disgrace to the Kingdom, Hutson, and so I have the right to, starting now, revoke your right to train on these grounds. You will silently and willingly allow Guards Simon and Tony to escort you to the holding cells where Captain Jin and his superiors will judge what punishment you will get."
Hutson, this time, didn't say anything. His was never once fading from the ugly red of anger and embarrassment.
Once the three had vanished from sight, the sound of someone clearing their throat softly had Lynk turning to see Jaro had approached her holding the braid which Hutson had cut off.
"Thank you, Lady Lynk." He smiled, a flush covering his cheeks. "I'm thankful that one day I might be able to work alongside you."
Lynk took the hair from Jaro and returned the smile and to all the others as they all moved closer. "And I look forward to being able to see you all grow into capable soldiers."
She waved goodbye for now and made her departure, unaware of the pair of green eyes that watched from above.