All standard thing apply, basic 'I don't own this' and 'I don't own that' basically the prologue is Zelda and Smash bros. Free but you need to read it to get the rest of the story. Sorry ^^;
I EDITTED THE ORIGINAL PROLOGUE BECAUSE IT WAS EXTREMELY DULL, I BELIEVE THIS ONE TO MAKE MUCH MORE SENSE AND THINK IT WAS A MUCH NEEDED IMPROVEMENT.
Even if you don't like the prologue, please give the rest of the story a chance, I'm bad at prologues and I can't think of any other way to try and fix this one.
The Turn Against
The World We
Know
Now Our Destiny
Will Be Decided
We Have To Send Our
Brothers In Arms
With Pain In Our Heart...
The song was still stuck in my head, it was her favorite and she used to sing it all the time. I sighed and looked down at the crumpled old picture, then slipped it back into my pocket.
My memory is vague of when we used to play together as kids, we had known each other since kindergarten and had many things in common. I tried pushing the topic from my mind as tears started to faintly well up in my eyes.
I looked up through the canopy of trees above me, only a few spots of light visible past the dense compaction of leaves on branches. This kept out most of the bad weather, meaning this place never changed much.
Where I was now, the Tri-Tree grove as I liked to call it, was where I went when I wanted peace. It was in the middle of the forest, a huge stone-plate circle was embedded into the ground, a large triangle upon it. At each vertex of the shape, a massive redwood tree stood, each probably aging around two-hundred years.
Found in the center of each tree was a burned-in target. I once assumed that they had been just put there for archery, but there was never a puncture mark that I could remember of. The area was strange like that; in my opinion slightly mysterious.
This may just seem like an ordinary man-made structure to most people, but to me it was so much more- a place to get away, a place of solitude, some place where the only sounds heard were birds and cicadas. My own world.
But even a place of peace got it's moments of insanity at times. The ones who cause this? Namely most of my friends.
A group of teenagers burst through the undergrowth and tackled me, then they all worked together to heave me into the air.
"Happy 17th Tora!" one of them chirped, then I was tossed up higher and caught again.
"You guys, your going to make me sick, let me down!" I said in mock anger, then yelped as they ran back through the forest with me; back to the house.
They finally set me down when we arrived.
"Why you had to pick your favorite spot way out in the middle of a jungle is beyond me," another one of my friends complained.
"It's a forest," I corrected.
"Whatever. Trees are trees." I'll let that one slide... for now.
My Dad walked out of the house and up to me, "Hey tiger, want to get some cake now?"
I hated it when he called me that.
My Grandmother was Japanese, therefore my parents thought it would be a cute name. Their lucky it doesn't sound girly, otherwise I would have had my name legally changed long ago.
I've always been more of a tomboy than the other girls, even most of my friends, but I always liked the difference; it just was another thing that made me who I am.
I sighed and ignored the pet name, "Presents first."
-
It was now hours later and once again I found myself seated beneath the trees, just on the edge of the forest. The party had ended awhile ago and now I was left in peace again.
I heard a rustling of leaves and turned to see my grandfather approaching, he had come over because it was my birthday and decided to spend the night, but I wasn't sure why he was here at the moment.
"Tired?" he gradually strode over and sat next to me.
I nodded.
"You still haven't seen the present I got for you yet," my attention turned on him as he pulled out something long and wrapped in cloth from behind his back. "Not fancy like all the other presents, but it'll do. Go on, unwrap it."
He handed it over to me and I gently removed the covering, beneath it I found the sleek hand-polished wood of an archer's bow. I gawked at my grandfather and he smiled.
"That bow there has been pasted down for generations; it was once actually used for war. It is a very precious thing that suits this very special occasion."
"But... I can't accept this, I'm not all that different from everyone else," I tried to hand it back to him, but he wouldn't take it.
"The fact that you think like that makes you special," he grinned and handed me a beautiful quiver with many arrows inside it. "You deserve it; I know you will treat it well." he then got up and left towards the house, leaving me alone for a third time that day.
I looked down at the gorgeous weapon. It did look quiet old; I'd have to ask him how long it had been passed down for sometime.
Upon the leather grip there appeared to be a name neatly stitched in: Ailith
Maybe it's the name of the bow?
I flipped it over in my hands, admiring the wonderful smooth wood and soundless pluck of the string. I had to try it out.
The sun was just setting behind the hills as I headed into the forest, towards the Tri-tree grove. The targets in the trees would get some use after all.
As I slowly came to a halt in the center of the triangle, I raised the bow, positioning myself to fire. I withdrew my fingers from around the arrow and let it fly, hurtling towards the ancient wood.
Striking it dead on.
Now my mind filled with shock; a bulls-eye? Since when was I able to get a bulls-eye? Since when have I ever even used a bow. I've never even handled one previous to this night. My mind went numb thinking about it, and I sat down on the cold stone.
In doing so, a vibrant blue color caught my eye, and I glanced up. Streaks of cerulean oozed out from around the arrow I had embedded into the tree and I cocked my head. The metal must just be catching the final rays of the sun.
I looked up, only faint stars were found.
My eyes immediately shifted back, once again seeing the light sapphire color. I walked up to it; it seemed to be seeping out of the tree itself, not coming from the arrow head.
I left it in place and walked up to another tree, stabbing it in the center with yet another arrow. Nothing. Then I strode back to the middle of the triangle, took aim once more, and hit dead-center once again.
Quickly, I shuffled in it's direction and saw a slight hint of green emitting from around it. Well that isn't weird. What's going on...? I jogged back to the triangle and hit the final tree, the scarlet color was so alive I could clearly see it from where I stood.
Suddenly, the ground beneath me began to shake. Below, a crack was welling in the stone.
I jumped off of it, surprised. Did I break it? No, the line was to neat. When it was about to breach the side of the triangle, it turned, and then turned again.... forming a triangle within a triangle.
Wait.. a Triforce?
No, I must be imagining things. Just a coincidence... Or maybe it was some kind of Nintendo spoof. Yeah, that made sense. Was I on TV? I called out a couple of times, but no answer came.
For some reason or another, the ground started shifting again, and I jumped back further. What's happening? Did those cracks make it unstable?
Even though I had backed away, the force from the vibration knocked me to the ground. A minute or two later, the shaking had stopped.
I strapped my bow to my back and tentatively I inched my way towards the... Triforce I guess. Where once there was another triangle, now there was a hole in it's shape.
As I got slowly nearer, a grinding noise came to my ears, getting louder yet softer at the same time. Then I heard a thud, I looked into the pit. It seemed endless, but the stone must have hit something to make that sound, and the grinding had stopped.
On the side of the hole there were even slots embedded. Those don't look natural... a ladder maybe? Hesitantly I lowered myself into the abyss, feeling around for the gaps to use as footing.
It seemed like hours passed, but I could tell from the never changing scene above it was a matter of minutes. My feet hit solid ground, and I looked to my right to see a passageway; further down some torches were on the wall. Lit.
How do those stay on fire? Has someone been down here recently? I shuddered at the thought that perhaps I was sharing this creepy hole with an unknown being, but regardless, I continued down the corridor. I could see more torches flickering on in the distance, kind of like in the movies I thought to myself.
After some walking, the narrow stretch opened up to a wide room. It didn't seem to have been occupied for quiet some time; cobwebs littered the corners and stray weeds and moss grew in patches both on the floor and on the walls.
Said walls were also covered in panels with old writing and illustrations, all carved in stone but some were so deteriorated from the erosion of the plants that you couldn't distinguish a single thing on them. I ran my hand over one that seemed oddly familiar.
Wait... is that- Link?!?
No, my mind was to assuming. Why would a video game character be engraved in stone at the bottom of a probably ancient place?
But thoughts on that, however, changed as I looked around some more.
There was a picture of the Tri-tree grove... a girl- no, me shooting arrows at the targets. Everyone hitting the center. There was also one, half finished, of me looking at the panels on the wall.
I gave an involuntary shudder and resumed looking at the craving; out of the corner of my eye I saw the half finished one slowly complete itself.
Invisibility isn't possible. This wasn't some spoof. I recoiled away from the wall and my foot hit something, turning about, I saw a chest... glowing gold.
I swiveled around again to see that the panels were engraving themselves once more, this time one was half complete of me opening the chest, so I did so.
What I found made me shake in denial. This... this wasn't real. A dull purple ocarina sat within the mahogany chest, a Triforce was found on the mouth piece.
That's it; I've gone mad. Either all I've ever known about video games is a copy of real life and I should sue Nintendo for claiming originality, or this was a dream. Right now the later seemed more logical.
All the same, when I reached out to grasp the small instrument it didn't disappear like I thought it would, and I didn't wake up from some freaky dream. The object was solid to the touch, I was very much awake.
Lifting it out of the chest, I noticed a meager piece of parchment float to the ground. I picked it up, on it there were music lyrics and above that were some illegible words, half smudged away, and the paper was yellowing with age, but I could read the notes. Carefully, I folded it and slipped it into my pocket.
I admired the ocarina some more- I'm guessing that is what it was- making sure not to drop it. The thing looked extremely similar to that of the Ocarina of time, excluding the fact that it wasn't blue. Even if it wasn't an ocarina, I'll just call it my proof that I didn't make up all of today's events.
Mostly proof to myself. I know that if I ever told someone else, they would either think it's a joke or assume I had gone insane.
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I plopped down on the bed, belly first, to lazy to remove my bow and lie down properly. Today... today was... different. Out of the many words in the English language, that one suited it best. There were so many connections to the video gaming world of The Legend of Zelda, I was beginning to think it was just that- a legend, not a game.
Fumbling around in my pant pocket, I withdrew the ocarina again.
I brushed my hand over it gently. It did look like the one from the game, no one could deny that, but whether it had a connection, that.. that could be debated.
Glancing over at the door to make sure it was closed, I blew off the dust from the ocarina and set it to my lips. Playing a few notes, I suddenly remembered The Minuet of Forest. One of my favorites, but that may be due to the fact it was the first one I heard. It being the first one to the Temples and all that.
I began working out which notes were which in my head and tested some to see if they had the right pitch. When I was sure I had figured it out, I played them all together. I didn't just play the simple notes required in the game though, I was intent on preforming the whole thing.
As I finished, my body started to feel slightly awkward; I sat up abruptly. A green light was surrounding me and I looked down at my arms, watching them slowly fade away.
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