For most young ladies, turning 16 would be a glorious day. One would think that a princess would take some degree of joy on this day where they are closer to reach adulthood. On this day in Hyrule, the young princess Zelda is about to awaken, her green eyes will open to a new day. While she's not very vain, even she can't deny she's grown up a bit, her figure blossoming. Boys from Castle Town to Kakariko village have begun looking in her direction, especially since she's now of age for suitors to make their move. One would think she'd be ecstatic for this day to come, being closer to adulthood and finding a potential future husband who can support her and her kingdom. One would think she'd be eager to see her gifts and the party her father will likely throw for her. One would think she'd be happier than she is now…
Sadly, this is not the case.
While she doesn't hate her birthday, Zelda has never really enjoyed it as well as most believe she would. She's grateful for the gifts and good wishes people send her way, but it doesn't change one thing. Her one birthday wish she knows will never be granted… unless someone were to find the Triforce, but she had her doubts anyone could find it, let alone let her use it.
Her wish is for her mother to be alive.
She's not exactly on bad terms with her father, but the two aren't as close as one would expect. They love each other like any father and his only child would, but Zelda takes more from her late mother. This all starts from their looks, as she has her mother's hair and eye color. The only exception is her eyebrows, something she inherited from her father. Zelda was even named after her, as it was tradition in the Royal Family that the firstborn daughters are named Zelda. But it isn't just appearances and names that they share…
Like Zelda, her mother had a special power. Unlike her father, who wasn't a member of the royal family, her mother had an ability that has been passed down by the royal daughters. A power that Zelda herself as never really understood or witnessed, as her mother died when she was very little. Not even her mother's oldest friends have ever understood how the power worked. Because she is looking more and more like her late mother, her father has had difficulty speaking with her, especially since the two don't share the same interests.
The queen was very much a traditionalist and a confident woman who easily got along with everyone she knew. She had a great understanding of her ancestry, very outgoing and was respected even by rivaling kingdoms.
Conversely, the princess was a bit of an outcast in her ancestry by being more interested in researching ancient history than her traditions, while being a bit lacking in social skills and being afraid to really talk to new people. Because of this, many people whisper that despite her beauty, she was not a proper heir to the legacy of her family.
Waking up, her emerald eyes look at the ceiling. Taking a deep breath, inhaling deeply with her nose and a slow exhale through her mouth, Zelda sits up. Her long, messy but still beautiful golden hair draping behind her and over her shoulders, Zelda closes her eyes, trying to prepare herself for the day to come, at least trying to hope it will be a decent day.
"Happy birthday to me."
These lands were once called the Minish Woods, home to race that once served Hyrule in its infancy. But those days are long gone. These woods are home to wild animals, monsters, and a secluded cave that acts as a secret base of operations for a group of individuals.
While Hyrule is home to many races, one such race guards the royal family from the shadows. They are known as the Sheikah clan, recognized for their red eyes and silvery hair. Many outside of the castle fear them due to their tendency to remain in the shadows. Those closest, including people who respect the royal family of Hyrule, know they are not a threat. At least, most of them…
A long time ago, despite stopping a great calamity, the Sheikah were given two options: renounce their advancements that caused distrust, or leave Hyrule. Those that remained did so out of loyalty, those who didn't… chose another option. These Sheikah renounced the kingdom of Hyrule in favor of serving a great evil to take revenge for the discrimination. Taking a name of evil known in their history, they chose to call themselves the Yiga clan.
However, even amongst the Yiga themselves, there was in-fighting. Most of the Yiga clan were more interested in serving their dark master. Others were willing to believe that other evils in Hyrule were just as likely, if not more so, to succeed where "he" failed. During their research, only one evil name beside his was repeated in Hyrule's history. The research they found gave them an idea, someone they think will be their new master and bring the kingdom to ruin and recreate it in their favor. The cave they are in was also once home to a blade that slayed him, though the blade itself has corroded. With the pieces, they decide to use this to help them revive their new master, who went by one name…
Vaati…
Thank you for taking the time to read what is my first chapter of will hopefully be my first fanfiction.
For those wondering, this is a prequel to Breath of the Wild, so that kind of spoils that Zelda will be fine... relatively speaking.
Thoughts and comments (aside from trolling) are welcome