The Legend Of Zelda: Connecting The Links
Okay, so I'm not quite sure how I am wanting this to turn out, this is more of a test to see if I'm capable of writing well enough to get readers. This story is a sequel to The Legend Of Zelda Ocarina of time. Reviews are admired, as are ideas or suggestions. That's all for now, thanks to all who do read and review..
~Katintri~
Chapter One
Pain. In all my years, I swear I have yet to wake up without some sort of pain or ache. My arm was searing with pain, it was a horrid idea to attempt to move it. I could feel the sleeves on my tunic sticking to the warm blood soaking the wound. I opened my eyes, though the second I did I just wanted them to fall shut. The light in the room I was in was unbearable. Who's room was I in anyway? And what the hell had happened that had me end up unconscious with a limp arm? My eyes fell closed again and I could feel a bump forming on my head. Good Goddess, why did I always have to wake up to such pain? I swear it would be easier to just be paralyzed and be done with the feeling of it.
The last thing I could remember was Kakariko.. I was in the graveyard I'm sure. Yes that's right, I was going to see Dampe. But that doesn't explain the fact why my arm feels like it just got ran through to the other side with a sword, twisted the yanked back out. My eyes closed tighter as I tried to remember what was happening before my good friend unconsciousness took over.
The grass under my boots shifted slightly as I walked through the entrance to the oh so familiar graveyard. The note Dampe had left Anju to give me was crumpled slightly in my hand. My gaze faltered around the graveyard. Why did it feel so unfamiliar today? My gaze stopped the instant the large grave in the back of the graveyard had caught my eye. It of course belonged to the Royal family... One after noon I had read every grave in this yard I knew who and whom each headstone belonged to.
But this one... It looked slightly.. glowing? It had a blue light lingering around it. I had never seen a colour so.. so hypnotizing with radiance as this one was. Or had I? How could it be that it somehow seemed familiar? Seemed welcoming. Whatever the reason, my gut told me that I should go to it, that It was somehow safe.
My body acted before my mind had a chance to process the thought. The blue. It was just so mesmerizing. Well now I could see where the blue had come from. In front of the tomb there had always been a symbol. I never understood quite what it meant.. but the thing that had me so confused about that symbol, was that I knew it. The symbol was My symbol. I had it on my hand.. as a birth mark? That's what I always thought it. Until it appeared before me on this stone patch..
There was a noise somewhere in the room I was in. It disconnected my train of thought. I opened one eye only slightly enough to see if anyone was in there. Sure enough a figure was aproching me. I couldn't tell quite who it was, the light, though I had gotten somewhat used to its brightness, was still blinding.
"Oh good," Said a stern voice in a quiet like tone. "You're awake."
How did she know I was awake? I absolutely know she couldn't see my eye open. I had had loads of practice on watching people while appearing to be asleep. I'm not one to brag but I know damn well I was really good at it because if I wasn't, I wouldn't have overheard so many conversations, some I didn't understand, but I had been able to get a bit of connection from them...
"Impa.." Said a young woman somewhere in the room.
"Yes! I know what I've done! But I didn't realize who he was before it was to late." Hissed the stern voice still trying to keep a tone somewhat like a whisper. She was ripping the sleeve of my tunic now. Thank Goddess, someone was finally paying attention to the fact that I was probably going to bleed to death. She must not have seen me watching her then, she must have been talking to the other woman in the room. But who was that other woman? And if the one tending to my arm was named Impa, then she certainly was not a regular in Castletown or Kakariko, that certainly was not a Hylian woman name. Who was she? And how could she have recognized me?
"If he sees us Impa.." Said the woman on the other end of the room, getting cut off once more by the stern voice, hardly a whisper now.
"He wont see us. He's out cold. And if he were to wake, I could simply bash him over the head again to regain unconsciousness." Impa said disgusted. "I really can't believe I was so mistaken.." She mumbled more to her self then to the girl.
"Any one could have made that mistake." Said the other girl. The rustling of blankets gave me the impression she was the one whom had been caught awake on the other end of the room. "Besides, She said now closer to me, probably beside Impa. "He will be fine." A hand moved hair away from my face in a swift caring fashion. The soft hand against my skin was the last I remembered before drifting back into sleep for real this time.
A Brief Interlude
There was a long pause before Impa spoke again. "Yes, but how many people do you see Princess, running around Hyrule nearly six feet tall, pretending to be Kokiri and wearing a foolish green hat?" She sighed and continued attending to the wound on the unconscious blond boy before her. What would the sages say if they heard she had nearly cost the Hero his arm because of her foolish acts. "Stupid stupid stupid. All of them would be ashamed you even be a part of the sacred realm. Nearly taking a limb from it's Hero. You don't deserve to even have the title Sage of Shadow for what you have done" She scolded herself.
"Don't beat yourself too hard for it Impa.. It's my fault. I shouldn't have been in the tomb during the day.. I forgot. And what else were you supposed to do? Just let him walk in and discover six of the sages talking about what to do with him? It's my fault it was stupid to meet there, if we would have just listened to Nabooru's idea you wouldn't have-"
Impa held up her hand to stop the Princess from speaking any further. Her face was focused on something that seemed far away. Her eyes were glossed over, appeared in a trance. Her hand still hung in the air as she listened to the silence. There was a slight clank of metal on metal in the distance.
Impas head jerked towards the Princess instantly, her silver hair wrapping around her in the sudden motion. Her eyes wide telling the Princess a silent message that she understood immediately.
The Princess looked as though she was at a loss for words. She drove her hand into the pouch sitting on the table beside the boys bed along with a few other items he had on him. Her fingers curled around the shape when she found it. She pulled out a small flute. She looked at it curiously for a second then back to Impa. "Where is it! Why doesn't her have it with him? I had planned to warp him somewhere safe if it came to it! Where is it?" She said her voice filled with panic and worry.
Impa simply slipped her hand into the white leather pouch she held filled with several items she had brought with her. She tossed the blue flute over to the Princess in a swift motion. After it was caught she handed her the white pouch as well.
The Princess adjusted it around her and took the flute in her hands. The Triforce symbol on her hand gleamed as she put the Ocarina to her lips. She hurriedly placed one of Links hands on her arm and began to play. In a few moments a golden light wrapped around her and Link. She opened her eyes right before she warped, just in time to see Impa rip her blade out of its sheath and start for the door.
Chapter One Continued
Lost in thought I stared at the mark on my hand and back to the glowing one on the stone. Again trying to make sense of the connection, but also trying to understand why it was glowing such a radiant blue. The blue I had seen before..
There was a rustle of grass behind me. I turned just in time to see a different shade of blue and a flash of silver as a blade pierced through my arm. I looked to see the woman who had just stabbed me looking horrified as she saw my face. She ripped the blade out and grabbed it lifting the hilt above me then smashing it down onto my head causing me to lose consciousness immediately..
Impa.. it was so unusual, but again, it was one of those things, that no matter how unusual it may be, it never failed to seem so familiar...