Hello guys, its me, and I am now free for 3 weeks! -Does happy dance- and...this is my first Ocarina of Time fic.
Fun fact: Ocarina was my first Zelda game, but my heart has been stolen by SS.
You know how bad I am at Chappies (I dont need you guy's to say Its nice... you guys are so sweet :3) and I think that this one will be...sorta better? I-I guess? I worked hard and had to do loads of editing due to lack of sleep. And... I think I shall sleep now? Tell me what you think of this and how I should improve it. Leave death threats and hate letters in the reviews... yea. (But Seriously, if theres something you dont like, let me know in any fashion that your comfortable with.) This will also be a Fire Emblem crossover. I just recently played Fire emblem...name escapes me for a moment, sorry, and I decided a certain fire emblem char is gonna be the antagonist. Read to find out who, like it wasnt obvious enough.

And with that, ta ta and off to the bed!

Hyrule Traditions Chapter 1

Whack!

The whip slapped against my skin once again, ripping out blood and skin from my back. I grimaced, squeezing my eyes shut. The prosecutor smirked at me again and brought the whip down again.

Whack!

804…

Whack!

805…

"Hey! Don't die now! You still have 11 MONTHS!" The prosecutor laughed at me, bringing the whip down once again. I felt my knees give way as I landed on the stone cold ground. I couldn't stick my arms out as they were chained together; my angry red skin had been rubbed raw.

Whack!

1 year…

Whack!

Of flogging…

Whack!

For falling in love…

Whack!

With Princess Zelda.

WHACK!

I coughed out blood. The prosecutor spat on me and grinned. In one swift motion, he brought his foot down onto my stomach…

Hard.

I coughed up more blood, gasping for air. The guards were told to torture me as much as possible while I was in living hell, and that was what they were doing.

Whack!

"What about a proposition for ya? You beg for mercy on your knees, and I'll spare you the whip for 5 minutes. Whaddaya say?" He smiled venomously at me.

I stayed quiet.

Whack!

"Cmon, 'Hero of Time', talk! You've been quiet ever since you got here a month ago!" He sneered, placing his boot onto my head. I stared blankly at the wall. It was much more interesting than him at the moment.

Whack!

"Cmon…"

He pulled a fist full of my hair and pulled me up.

"Talk."

He drove his knee into my diaphram and my eyes widened, the air escaping my lungs. He slammed me into the wall. I felt something wet and sticky on my head.

"…"

The prosecutor's smile turned upside down.

"Fine… be that way." He said icily.

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!

The blood seeped down my back. I gritted my teeth.

I won't scream. I won't let them win.

Whack!

I will never be a coward.

Whack!

…Is it wrong…

Whack!

…to fall in love…?

I came to the castle a month ago. I wanted to tell Zelda I loved her, but in a different manner then most people do. I wanted to do it in front of her father. Like usual, I asked her to meet me at the castle courtyard. The guards were used to me coming, so they allowed me to pass. Zelda was sitting on the steps, a bored expression on her face. Her eyes shot opened when she saw me.

"Link! What do you want to do today?" She asked me politely. I grinned cheekily. As beautiful as ever, with her long blonde hair and her sensuous lips.

"I want to meet your dad." I replied with a smile on my face, but I furrowed my brow when I saw her tense up.

"A-are you sure?" She asked me cautiously. I nodded my head slowly. What's with the change of attitude?

"A-alright then…" she said worriedly. She took small strides towards a giant door.

"Here he is…"

I pushed the door open and the thrown room lit up in front of me. A fat plump man sat on the thrown.

"Who DARES enter the throne room without permission!" His voice rumbled.

"It is I, The Hero of Time." I bowed. I heard him scoff.

"So it is you who bewitched my daughter to believe you saved Hyrule?" He thundered, glaring at me.

"…I am not here for that reason. I wish to tell you something."

"What? That a MOON is going to fall?"

I twitched. The King had heard of those rumours. That's why Zelda did not want me to visit her father.

"No."

"Then SPIT IT OUT THEN, COMMONER!" He slammed his fist onto the handle.

I grabbed Zelda's hand.

"I-I came here to say…" Zelda looked at me, confused. I looked at the floor. "I LOVE YOUR DAUGHTER!" I yelled, my entire face red.

I felt murderous eyes on me. I heard the King rise to his feet.

"A-And I want to be with her!" I stammered out. I felt Zelda's gloved hand touched my back.

"HOW…"

The King took quick strides towards me.

"DARE..."

The King stood in front of me.

"YOU!"

He punched me in the face. I heard Zelda gasp as I fell backwards.

"GUARDS!" He hollered.

I sat up and rubbed my chin. Zelda ran towards me.

"STOP! ZELDA! DO NOT TOUCH HIM!" He yelled at her.

"But father…!" Zelda started.

"NO! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN? YOU ARE TO BE WED TO PRINCE MARTH! I WILL NOT LET THIS LIAR RUIN OUR TIES WITH ARITIA!" The King screamed to Zelda.

I widened my eyes.

"Wed…?" I whispered hoarsely to Zelda. She bit her lip.

"But-"She tried again. The King ignored her. Just then, the Guards arrived.

"Send this filthy 'hero' to the dungeons!" The King commanded. Zelda's eyes widened as the guards grabbed my arms.

"Father! Stop!" she whimpered. The King glared at her.

"ZELDA, GO TO YOUR ROOM. YOU ARE NOT TO COME OUT TILL THE WEDDING!" He shouted.

"No! Father you can't do this!" She pleaded.

"Guards… 'Escort' the Princess to her room." He said angrily. The guards grabbed her arms and pulled her away. I looked at scene in pure horror and shock. What kind of a father would do that?!

The King turned back to me.

"What would be a suitable punishment for a liar like you?" he muttered.

Whack!

"Hey! Spacing out 'Hero'?I wouldn't blame you! Tomorrow the Princess will marry. You must feel so upset. What more, the wedding will be held right. In front. Of. The dungeon." The prosecutor sneered. I looked down… Tomorrow…

"Oh! Looks like its already night!" He gasped in fake astonishment. "See you tomorrow, Linky."

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!

The cold iron bars clanged shut and the lights went off. I closed my eyes, grimacing in pain. The sting of the whip lingered on my mutilated back.

I opened my mouth and gasped for breath. Trembling, I slowly crawled over to the wall and leaned on it.

Maybe this is all a nightmare. When I open my eyes, I'll be awake in my own house, and my back wouldn't hurt.

I opened my eyes slowly. No… this isn't a dream. I was being held in a cage meant for an animal. I WAS bleeding.

She WAS getting married.

I rose to my knees and let out an anguished cry.

I was going to hear wedding bells while being whipped endlessly.

Her wedding bells.

I slumped back onto the wall and cried silently to myself. I'm just a petty commoner, while she's a princess living in a castle. We're two worlds apart… we will never be together. I closed my eyes tiredly and drifted off to a world of my own, a totally different dimension- sleep. Where I was a bird, flying free against the clear blue sky, far away from discrimination from this fallen society.

"Mornin Hero!" His snobberish voice greeted me in the morning. I stirred. Just then, I felt some sort of water poured on me, and my closed wounds opened again. My eyes shot open.

"Nothin like wine in the morning to wake you up!" he grinned, gulping down the continents of the wine.

I stared icily at the Prosecutor, my eyes bloodshot. He was carrying a black bag today.

"Hey, guess what! I'm gonna do ya's a favour." He said drunkenly. I scowled. What kind of a man gets drunk in the morning? Almost every morning actually.

"I brought some stuff that will make all tha pain you feel when the wedding bell chimess." He said sloppily, taking out a cub out of his bag. My eyes widened.

"Now… tell me what hurts moreee." He continued, raising the cub up.

"Thes…"

He smashed it down on my head. I cried out in agony as fresh red blood dripped down my forehead.

"Or thes."

He slammed the cub against my stomach and I coughed out blood. My head felt light and I couldn't think straight. I looked up hazily as he took another swig at the wine.

"Soo… whic one?" he said happily, staring at me. I couldn't hear what he said properly.

He kicked me in the stomach. I coughed violently. My eyes fluttered open and close.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

"Heeey…unswer." He hiccupped, taking another gulp of wine. I opened my mouth and a slur came out. I could barely open my eyes.

He smiled evilly.

"Oh… you has a collapsed lung." He said sheepishly. He put his foot on my chest.

"STOP! Stand down!" a commanding voice ran through the air. The drunken man widened his eyes and saluted.

"Princerss!" He said in the best sober voice he could. The beautiful woman in white pushed him away and kneeled down next to me.

"Link! We have to get you out of here. The wedding has been postponed. My father will be furious." She whispered into my ear. She pulled me up to my feet but I collapsed into her arms.

"Link…" she said softly. She touched my forehead and my head cleared up. I widened my eyes.

"Z-Ze…" I tried to talk. She put a finger to her mouth. Zelda was wearing a designer wedding dress and she was wearing a ceremonial crown.

"Princress! Where are yous goin with tha prisoner?" The prosecutor said drunkenly, not even keeping the pretence up. She glared at him, a plan slowly forming in her head.

"My father has requested an early release. I am to escort him out." She turned around and headed to the door, slowly and carefully made sure I didn't stumble. I heard the prosecutor sigh in relief. She then pause and looked icily at him.

"And don't think this little act will go unpunished. I will see to it that you are executed for bringing weaponry and getting blotto in the morning. It goes against the laws of Hyrule." She said frigidly. The prosecutor gulped visibly and he started to sweat profusely, making up senseless excuses before his eyes rolled back into his head.