Hey everyone! This is TalesofAdventLover again with a new fanfiction, Myths of Adventure. Originally it was Tales of Adventure but, that is way too similar. This was actually the first story I have ever written. EVER. Please enjoy chapter one, where as you can tell; the main character is an OC. I have about four OC's in the entire story.
The voice kept repeating over and over in my head. Oh, boy wasn't I confused. Number one; all I saw was darkness. A black void obviously meaning I was dead which wasn't something very pleasant, or I was asleep. I preferred that one much more than option one. Well wouldn't you. SO anyway, the voice was repeating in my head, asking me to wake up. And, I was getting really, really annoyed. It wasn't helping me at all.
"Wake up. Wake up." the voice had repeated for the two billionth time.
I frowned, or at least thought I was, because I couldn't see. "And how do you suggest I do that?" I asked stupidly. Of course I knew how to wake up, but, I wanted to see how the voice would react.
"Open your eyes. Duh." the voice responded.
I gave a slight laugh. "I knew how to do that. I just wanted your comments."
My voice made a huff. It was someone, or something talking to me in my brain. "What is your name?"
"My name?" I asked. I really didn't know my name.
The voice huffed again, irritated; thinking that I was being an idiot. "Yes good sir; what is your name. Everyone has one."
I frowned again. I mentally punched the side of my head, rattling my brain; trying to learn my name. "Lionel," I said once I remembered it. "My name is Lionel Grisald."
My voice gave a sigh of relief. "I guess you weren't kidding. You do have a memory."
I wanted to punch the imaginary voice that seemed as if it was making fun of. "Of course I have a memory. I just had a split second of amnesia or Alzheimer's."
My voice responded angrily. "You aren't old and do not make fun of the people with that disease."
I threw my hands up in protest. "I WASN'T!"
"Just open your damn eyes. I've had enough of you." my voice snapped.
"Fine," I growled. "Don't want to anger the imaginary voice in my head." I opened them, and boy wasn't I glad to do so.
I was lying on the ground, dirt all over me. I was in the middle of some ravaged path, the grass looking very, very messy. I leaned in to see razor-sharp spikes, those must have been stinging needle. I looked up at the sun, the warmth feeling like heaven over my body. It practically tossed the rays for me to catch and oh boy, didn't I want them. I was so cold, malevolent chills sliding down my body. I turned around, wondering what was behind me when I gasped. A waterfall the size of the Eiffel Tower was looming above me, the turquoise water landing with a white wake into the lake below with a loud roar. I opened my mouth as the spray flew at me, showering me with a fresh water drenching. It was amazing. Suddenly, I felt a huge, blistering moment of searing pain. I crouched to my a knee, a guttural scream coming from me. I was NOT enjoying it. Trust me, you didn't want my experience. Then the feeling passed, gone with the wind as some others would say; the pain now a distant memory; a ghost. Still, something happened to me. And I didn't want to find out. I gingerly touched the size of my face, to feel a scar run down the line of my jaw, and it was oozing blood, like a hamburger. I immediately felt scared and anyone who didn't must have been Superman or something because I was getting freaked out. I was about to turn to find help when help found me instead. I slammed into a body. I rubbed my head hard and looked up at the stranger.
"Howdy stranger. What are you doing in these neck of the woods?" the stranger in front of me asked cheerfully.
I stood, my nerves acting up. "I don't know why I'm here. My name is Lionel, Lionel Grisald. And you are?"
The stranger shook my hand vigorously. "Nice to meet you Lionel, my name is Link." Link's voice had a hint of Southern accent.
I looked at Link. He didn't seem very human like. He had a cinnamon colored face, two cold but, charming blue eyes (I mentally kicked myself), hair that was covered in dust and had the color of leather. He was wearing a green tunic, with white pants that went down to a pair of brown shoes. He didn't dress normal and he also wasn't holding anything in his hands that was normal. From my view, I saw he had a sword in his hands and a bow and arrow slung over his back. I was speechless.
Link noticed and laughed heartily. "I guess my get up is a little strange to you I guess. Don't worry; everyone I meet has the same look."
"Wh-what?" I stuttered.
Link laughed again, pink forming in his cheeks. "Never mind that. What are you doing in a place like this? It's dangerous."
I frowned. "The thing is, I don't know. I don't know at all. I just woke up here, smack dab in the middle of this path. And nearly a few seconds ago, this formed on the side of my head." I showed him the scar.
Link backed up a little. "Weird. It looks as if it was bleeding. And since I know strangers, I'll say why I'm here. My name is Link as you know and I'm training. I practice archery and hand-to-hand combat. I also do patrols of Cairden."
"What's Cairden?" I asked.
Link took off a glove. "It's the country you are in. And where are you from, my I ask?"
I didn't even know where I was born. That scared me. Luckily, I knew what country. "I am from a planet called Earth, and I live in a country called the United States of America."
Link rubbed his chin. "Interesting indeed."
I kicked some of the ground, now the conversation becoming kind of awkward. "Well can you help me?"
Link breathed. "I can't help you," My smile faltered. "But, the people at Cairden Headquarters can."
I felt my spirits lighten. "That's great," Then a new thought entered my mind. "Why should I go with you? I honestly can't trust you."
Link rolled his shoulders back. "Hmmm, let me put it this way. Do you have any other person you can talk to in this world? And also do you know where you have to go?" '
I didn't have a comeback. "You're right. I suppose I should follow you then?"
Link clamped a hand on my shoulder. "That's the spirit kid. Now come on, I have got a lot to show you."
Yeah, I know. It's not much. But, it's an introductory chapter. You don't need SO much information to bore you to the ends of the earth. Anyway, tell me what you think so far. This story will update quicker than usual, and now I have three stories to juggle. This, Cross Examined, and Subspace Reawakening. Please review, review, REVIEW this story! Tell me how my OC is, and what story I should continue for anyone who has read it. Chapter 2: Mario, Samus, Fox, and Ike will be up tomorrow. Got more stuff to write. I love you all! See ya!
~TalesofAdventLover
