Legend of Zelda…The Elemental Dragons?

Ch.1 Silver Eyes and…Green Clothed People?

I was one obsessed person. At least, that is what most people told me. I just came upon the game one day. Zelda: Orcarina of Time. I played and beat the game no less than ten times through, once I discovered how fun it was. I knew every hidden secret, every last rupee, skulltulla, and weapon. Then one day everything changed. I knew this world was real. I had proof. Or, at the very least, I had proof for myself. Let me tell you something; I've been there. Now, I can see the disbelief on your face. Perhaps to get you to believe, I should start from the beginning…

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My name is Ryu Hagakure. I live in Duncansville, PA. I know what you're thinking. Probably something to the effect of, "But that name sounds Japanese! What are you doing in the states," right? Well, to be truthful, I am Japanese. My parents' jobs took them overseas to Pennsylvania. Yay for me. Sense the sarcasm? I get ripped out of my school, moved out of the country, and get to become the new foreign kid in Senior High. Do you know what that does for your high school popularity? Nothing good. Maybe if I was the pretty foreigner, but no, I'm the average, nerdy, game-loving foreigner. Not to mention that now I have to use English all the time. Shimatta. On the other hand, now I get a chance to play some American games that never went overseas. But I'm getting off topic. It all started on that Saturday…

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It was lovely. I was out on a date with a certain handsome blonde-haired boy. We ate ice cream, saw a movie, and I was finally going to get my first kiss! He leaned toward me, and…Sugarland's "Jesus, Take the Wheel" began to play.
My face twisted in confusion, and the world swirled around me until I shot up in bed. I sighed, and shut off my CD Alarm Clock.
"Just a dream…and it was finally getting good too."
I started to get ready for school before my sleepy mind caught up with me.
"IT'S SATURDAY! YES!!!"
A voice shouted in annoyance from the room just down the hall.
"RYU! IT'S 6:30 IN THE MORNING ON A SATURDAY! CAN'T YOU BE QUIET, AS SOME OF US ARE STILL TRYING TO SLEEP!!!"
Sigh. Grouchy parents as usual. I knew better than to snap at mother. Usually she was the one getting me up on the weekends; She never let's me sleep in past 8:00 AM. This time though, mother had been out late working on her latest computer project at the University.

I decided to skip breakfast, as I wasn't hungry at the moment. Instead, I pulled on a pair of blue jeans, and a green corduroy shirt. Then I brushed through my messy, short black hair. Strangely enough, my black hair had two natural steaks of pure silver in it. My parents couldn't explain why I had it; they always got nervous when I asked, and just brushed it off as a genetic fluke. Even though I thought it was strange that they got nervous every time I asked, I never pushed the issue. I rolled my silver eyes at this (yes, I said silver eyes), as my train of thought was going absolutely nowhere. I glanced at the katana on the wall of my room, a token of my training back home. For some reason, I had the strange feeling I was going to need it, and soon. I usually trust my gut feelings. One time, I had a really strong feeling that something was wrong. I told my mom about it, and she just shrugged it off as my imagination. However, an hour later, we got a call on the phone to tell us that my grandmother was in the hospital after having a heart attack. After that, I learned to trust my gut feelings, even the strangest ones. This time was no exception, as I strapped my katana to my back. I thought about what to do, and finally decided that it was about time that I dusted off the old Gamecube, and played Zelda again. After all, it had been about one month since I last played it, and I didn't want to get rusty.
At this decision, I pulled out the Gamecube, and plugged it into the outlet. Its AV cords were still plugged into the TV, so I just turned the TV on. Then I hit the power switch on the Gamecube, and shouted with joy as the game began to appear on the screen.
"Yeah! Zelda time! …Hey, what's going on!?"
All power in the house turned off. There was only one light in the room and it was coming from the TV. A small green speck of light was in the center of the TV. It slowly grew larger until it covered the whole screen. Intrigued, I reached my hand out and touched the screen. A powerful gust of wind blew through my room. I was being sucked into the TV! The last thing I remember seeing was a glimpse of some small tree houses, and people in green before I passed out from the impact with the ground. That was where my unbelievable adventure began.