Disclaimer: Sigh.do I have to say this in every story? You should know by
now that I own NONE of the Zelda characters, but I do own a few characters
in this story. The main character (name will b revealed later) is all
mine, because she is from a story that I previously wrote. Loc-Ti-Lo is
also from that story, so I own it too. Anyway, THE STORY!!!
Out of Loc-Ti-Lo
The young girl with shoulder blade-length orange hair to match her fierce personality walked quietly, step by step through these seemingly never ending fields. It was in the middle of the night, and she knew that no matter how tired she was, she had to keep going.
"Keep exploring," she said to herself constantly. "There's got to be something out here besides miles of open land."
She clutched the bow on her back warily, keeping an eye on every plant, tree, bush, or anything else that someone or something could hide behind. The night sky shimmered dimly, in a strange way that she had never seen back home. She stared curiously at the moon, which seemed to be moving much faster than before... Something was wrong here...
Suddenly, she heard a quiet rustling. Her eyes darted from this bush to that tree, searching for the source of the noise. There was still rustling, and she couldn't find the source. She grabbed her bow from her back and snatched an arrow from her quiver, which was also positioned on her back. Drawing the arrow to her weapon, she glanced around and searched for the sound.
She sharply turned around to find herself two inches away from the face of a strange, skeleton-like figure. She leapt back, just dodging its sloppy swipe. Two more of these strange creatures arose - FROM THE GROUND! The rustling noise had been them shifting against the warm soil beneath her feet. The skeleton-like forms with glowing orange eyes treaded toward her, their naked bones rattling as they walked.
The girl had never seen anything like this in her home country of Loc- Ti-Lo. She gaped with amazement and shock as they continued toward her, trudging along like zombies. Wasting no more time, she shot an arrow to one of their heads with ease. Its bones collapsed, seemingly dissolving into thin air. She was slightly taken aback, realizing that, although they seemed quite scary, they were really weak.
She quickly shot the other two through with her bow and arrow, and continued walking through the fields. Now that she had seen these creatures, she realized she was in a new world that she had to explore.
***
It was still nighttime, but it seemed that morning would soon come. Diana had at least found a river to follow, and walked along the bank with curiosity. Along the way to this river, she had seen a strange, circular looking place that almost looked like a town, but she had also seen a sign that was in a totally different language, so she had no idea how to find out what the place was. She thought it best not to go in.
So, here she was, following a stream that lead to who knew where. She could here noises coming from up ahead, and she could just see a staircase that probably lead to a town, judging by the sounds. A group of three men came down the stairs, all of them with mugs in their hands. Diana wasn't stupid. She may have been from another world, but she also knew the universal language of street smart: The mugs were probably holding a liquid dripping with alcohol. She cautiously watched the three men as the laughed drunkenly and grinned slyly at each other.
One caught her in his eye, and Diana jumped at slight surprise. Her hand edged toward her weapon, as she made sure to keep one eye on the group.
The man uttered some awkward gibberish to the others, and he gave the girl a playful smile. Not wanting to get herself in trouble, the girl half- smiled back. The man had a black vest on, with nothing underneath so that she could see his bare chest. His green pants were tight down to his bare feet, and he raised an eyebrow tauntingly.
Another man had a full head of brown hair and a bandana. He wore a white shirt sleeved shirt and green pants just like the other. His feet were also bare, making Diana wonder if green pants and bare feet were a fashion trend for men around here.
The third man, however, was eyeing Diana nervously, with a strange, half-drunk gleam in his eyes. He was very wide, to put it lightly. He wore clothes similar to the ones the others had on, and the tight pants did not give Diana a pleasant mental image. His white hair made him seem about 50 or so, but he also appeared much wiser than his years.
The first man waltzed over to the girl, while the one with the bandana crept behind her. The portly man just stood still, staring at Diana with a slight fear in his eyes. The man behind her suddenly grabbed her around the waist, pulling her arms around her back. He held her head in place while the other said some more strange syllables, and the second laughed. She supposed he had said a joke, but she knew that the joke was about to go too far.
"Stop it!" she screamed angrily. They stared at her in confusion, and she guessed that they probably didn't understand her language. The first man said some more odd words and lunged at the girl, eyeing her breasts with a foolish lust.
The girl would've laughed at his stupidity in any other situation, but this was no laughing matter. She leaned against the other to give her upper body enough support to life both of her legs up and kick the vested man stingingly in his face. She leapt back into a tree, so that the one holding her around the waist was slammed into its bark. She easily shook the bandana wearing youth off of her, and leapt lithely to the other side of the river. She glared back at the men, who were now running back into the village and screaming. The third man, however, was nowhere to be found, and she shrugged as she glanced around for him.
***
The sun had just come up, and now it was early in the morning. The girl was walking toward the sun, hoping it would take her somewhere. As she turned the corner of a steel wall that she had only noticed in her sleepiness minutes ago, Diana noticed a large drawbridge that was thankfully open. This place looked like a fortress, and she walked into the streets of this new town wearily.
A guard jumped in front of her, and jabbed a spear at her as he yelled something that was incoherent to Diana's ears.
"I'm new to this world," Diana explained in her own language, but of course, the guard only looked at her as though she had just proposed to him. She sighed helplessly and continued explaining, knowing that she wasn't helping the situation at all.
Diana then realized a man walking onto this empty street, staring curiously at her. He wore all green, even a green hat, and it seemed as though he was heavily armed with quite a lot of weaponry, including a sword and shield. He was strikingly handsome with golden blonde hair and blue eyes. Earrings pierced his ear, which was pointed. She realized that the three men from before had also had pointed ears. She decided that this race must be of an elf nature.
***
Link walked up to the guard, wondering what in the world was going on. This girl...he had never seen her before. He had to admit to himself that she was radiantly beautiful, but he had never seen hair as orange or eyes as green as hers. She didn't have pointed ears, but Link had been to enough worlds in his life to know that this meant she wasn't of his world. She was wearing a suit of armor that was gray, strangely loose, and had an unfamiliar blue symbol on it. He looked at the guard, who shrugged helplessly.
"What's wrong?" Link said in bewilderment.
"This girl is suspicious... I don't trust her," the guard said in response. "Unfortunately she speaks a different tongue than ours."
Link pondered for a moment, and finally made his decision.
***
Diana was a bit perturbed now. She did not know what was going on at all, and she didn't like the guard's tone. But the green clothed man stepped toward her and offered his arm in a gentlemanly fashion. Diana rolled her eyes and sneered at his action. Back home they called this type of action a "My lady."
A "my lady" was mocking the very old knight days, when a man would offer a woman his arm or open a door for her. The people of her world believed that a "my lady" was condescending to a woman, showing that a man still believed that a woman was a fragile, weak being that couldn't do anything on her own.
Diana began walking for the streets up ahead, and the man in green followed quickly, dazed at her reaction.
Out of Loc-Ti-Lo
The young girl with shoulder blade-length orange hair to match her fierce personality walked quietly, step by step through these seemingly never ending fields. It was in the middle of the night, and she knew that no matter how tired she was, she had to keep going.
"Keep exploring," she said to herself constantly. "There's got to be something out here besides miles of open land."
She clutched the bow on her back warily, keeping an eye on every plant, tree, bush, or anything else that someone or something could hide behind. The night sky shimmered dimly, in a strange way that she had never seen back home. She stared curiously at the moon, which seemed to be moving much faster than before... Something was wrong here...
Suddenly, she heard a quiet rustling. Her eyes darted from this bush to that tree, searching for the source of the noise. There was still rustling, and she couldn't find the source. She grabbed her bow from her back and snatched an arrow from her quiver, which was also positioned on her back. Drawing the arrow to her weapon, she glanced around and searched for the sound.
She sharply turned around to find herself two inches away from the face of a strange, skeleton-like figure. She leapt back, just dodging its sloppy swipe. Two more of these strange creatures arose - FROM THE GROUND! The rustling noise had been them shifting against the warm soil beneath her feet. The skeleton-like forms with glowing orange eyes treaded toward her, their naked bones rattling as they walked.
The girl had never seen anything like this in her home country of Loc- Ti-Lo. She gaped with amazement and shock as they continued toward her, trudging along like zombies. Wasting no more time, she shot an arrow to one of their heads with ease. Its bones collapsed, seemingly dissolving into thin air. She was slightly taken aback, realizing that, although they seemed quite scary, they were really weak.
She quickly shot the other two through with her bow and arrow, and continued walking through the fields. Now that she had seen these creatures, she realized she was in a new world that she had to explore.
***
It was still nighttime, but it seemed that morning would soon come. Diana had at least found a river to follow, and walked along the bank with curiosity. Along the way to this river, she had seen a strange, circular looking place that almost looked like a town, but she had also seen a sign that was in a totally different language, so she had no idea how to find out what the place was. She thought it best not to go in.
So, here she was, following a stream that lead to who knew where. She could here noises coming from up ahead, and she could just see a staircase that probably lead to a town, judging by the sounds. A group of three men came down the stairs, all of them with mugs in their hands. Diana wasn't stupid. She may have been from another world, but she also knew the universal language of street smart: The mugs were probably holding a liquid dripping with alcohol. She cautiously watched the three men as the laughed drunkenly and grinned slyly at each other.
One caught her in his eye, and Diana jumped at slight surprise. Her hand edged toward her weapon, as she made sure to keep one eye on the group.
The man uttered some awkward gibberish to the others, and he gave the girl a playful smile. Not wanting to get herself in trouble, the girl half- smiled back. The man had a black vest on, with nothing underneath so that she could see his bare chest. His green pants were tight down to his bare feet, and he raised an eyebrow tauntingly.
Another man had a full head of brown hair and a bandana. He wore a white shirt sleeved shirt and green pants just like the other. His feet were also bare, making Diana wonder if green pants and bare feet were a fashion trend for men around here.
The third man, however, was eyeing Diana nervously, with a strange, half-drunk gleam in his eyes. He was very wide, to put it lightly. He wore clothes similar to the ones the others had on, and the tight pants did not give Diana a pleasant mental image. His white hair made him seem about 50 or so, but he also appeared much wiser than his years.
The first man waltzed over to the girl, while the one with the bandana crept behind her. The portly man just stood still, staring at Diana with a slight fear in his eyes. The man behind her suddenly grabbed her around the waist, pulling her arms around her back. He held her head in place while the other said some more strange syllables, and the second laughed. She supposed he had said a joke, but she knew that the joke was about to go too far.
"Stop it!" she screamed angrily. They stared at her in confusion, and she guessed that they probably didn't understand her language. The first man said some more odd words and lunged at the girl, eyeing her breasts with a foolish lust.
The girl would've laughed at his stupidity in any other situation, but this was no laughing matter. She leaned against the other to give her upper body enough support to life both of her legs up and kick the vested man stingingly in his face. She leapt back into a tree, so that the one holding her around the waist was slammed into its bark. She easily shook the bandana wearing youth off of her, and leapt lithely to the other side of the river. She glared back at the men, who were now running back into the village and screaming. The third man, however, was nowhere to be found, and she shrugged as she glanced around for him.
***
The sun had just come up, and now it was early in the morning. The girl was walking toward the sun, hoping it would take her somewhere. As she turned the corner of a steel wall that she had only noticed in her sleepiness minutes ago, Diana noticed a large drawbridge that was thankfully open. This place looked like a fortress, and she walked into the streets of this new town wearily.
A guard jumped in front of her, and jabbed a spear at her as he yelled something that was incoherent to Diana's ears.
"I'm new to this world," Diana explained in her own language, but of course, the guard only looked at her as though she had just proposed to him. She sighed helplessly and continued explaining, knowing that she wasn't helping the situation at all.
Diana then realized a man walking onto this empty street, staring curiously at her. He wore all green, even a green hat, and it seemed as though he was heavily armed with quite a lot of weaponry, including a sword and shield. He was strikingly handsome with golden blonde hair and blue eyes. Earrings pierced his ear, which was pointed. She realized that the three men from before had also had pointed ears. She decided that this race must be of an elf nature.
***
Link walked up to the guard, wondering what in the world was going on. This girl...he had never seen her before. He had to admit to himself that she was radiantly beautiful, but he had never seen hair as orange or eyes as green as hers. She didn't have pointed ears, but Link had been to enough worlds in his life to know that this meant she wasn't of his world. She was wearing a suit of armor that was gray, strangely loose, and had an unfamiliar blue symbol on it. He looked at the guard, who shrugged helplessly.
"What's wrong?" Link said in bewilderment.
"This girl is suspicious... I don't trust her," the guard said in response. "Unfortunately she speaks a different tongue than ours."
Link pondered for a moment, and finally made his decision.
***
Diana was a bit perturbed now. She did not know what was going on at all, and she didn't like the guard's tone. But the green clothed man stepped toward her and offered his arm in a gentlemanly fashion. Diana rolled her eyes and sneered at his action. Back home they called this type of action a "My lady."
A "my lady" was mocking the very old knight days, when a man would offer a woman his arm or open a door for her. The people of her world believed that a "my lady" was condescending to a woman, showing that a man still believed that a woman was a fragile, weak being that couldn't do anything on her own.
Diana began walking for the streets up ahead, and the man in green followed quickly, dazed at her reaction.