Nagara: Sweet! First Story!

Midna: Get a life.

Nagara: Why are you even here? You aren't in this yet!

Midna: If I do the disclaimer, can I stay?

Nagara: Sure

Midna: Nagara does not own LoZ in any way. This chick only owns her OC that is technically herself, and the crappy plotline. Crappy because it isn't one yet.

Nagara: -shoves fish down Midna's throat- Yeah….this is really a prequel to what would happen if I was dumped into TP world, so no plotline yet. There will be a sequel when the storyline actually starts. Still thinking about the title, so whoever likes this, bear with me.

Midna: -coughs up fish- Nobody will

Nagara: You want that back down you throat or not?

For as long as I can remember, I wished for an adventure: to do something more with my life, and for a greater purpose. A missionary trip fit this to a tee, being a Christian and all, but that wasn't the kind of adventure I wanted. I wanted to be using weapons: swords, bows, arrows, those kinds of things, with minimal chances of dying. Selfish much? I wanted to be in a video game. When I discovered Legend of Zelda, Twilight Princess was the kind of life I wanted. Fighting hand-in-sword with Link. Ah Link…You doesn't see Zelda much in that one do you? And is Ilia competition? If you see how powerful I can be, courageous, and how benevolent, no, she isn't. Midna is…and Link would look really good next to her…ah whatever. He picks his girl, not me.

My personality grew more and more violent with the more I imagined it. Eventually, it occurred to me, "My heart is inside Hyrule."

Dumb right? Well I wanted to prepare for any chance I would get to go there. I prayed every night for it. To add to me selfishness, I prayed for my singing voice back – it went away when I developed a pollen allergy -, perfect vision – my vision started to go like three inches from my face- skills to use swords and archery, and to have the Twilight Princess adventure with Link: transformation and all. Eventually, it happened. There was a shooting at my school, and I took one to the head. Instead of dying, I was put into a coma. How do I know that? You'll learn soon enough

~~X~~

I woke up to see a light shining on my head, and I was lying on a straw mat. There was this almost beautiful male voice next to me, muttering something I could barely understand. "Dress…horse…bow and sword….noblewoman….don't…Ordona…..what the….girl." I tried to get up, but noticed my stomach and head hurt, like I was upside-down for a long time. I also noticed I was barefoot in a beautiful red dress, and I hate red. It looked sorta like it was from the Medieval Times, but I liked that kinda stuff, even before my fantasies about Hyrule.

I was on some platform, and when I looked to my side, I saw Link. His brown hair was messy, his farm clothes were dirty, and he smelled like mold, horses, and goats. In other words: perfect. Our eyes met right away, and he turned bright red. I would've laughed but I was in shock to who I was looking at. He finally said, "You didn't hear what I was saying did you?" His voice was even more beautiful when I could understand him.

All I could say was, "You were muttering, no one could understand a word you were saying."

He sorta smiled at that comment, and then asked, "What's your name?"

I pulled myself up and said, with as much pride in my voice as I could put in, replied with, "I think I know who you are, but I won't say unless you say first. How will you know if I'm lying? I could call myself Ruto or Saria or Malon or even Princess Zelda, and you've never seen her, so you couldn't call me a liar." I named Zelda characters cuz I knew they were names in this world. Saying Rachel or Lindsey might not have the same effect.

My comment about Zelda shook Link in his sandals. "H-how do you know I've never seen he?"

I put on the smuggest expression I could, and said, "You need to tell me your name first. But I'll spare you…Link of Ordon Village." Link fell back against his wall while gawking at me. And I didn't blame him. As far as he was aware of, I knew everything there is to know about him. "But I guess I'll say my name now, I'm Layla."

Link straightened himself up, and said, "Now you're entitled to answer my question: how do you know I've never seen Zelda?"

The realization I had to answer that drained me somehow, and I lay back down to fall asleep again. But before I did, I said, "I know things about Hyrule I shouldn't know."

Right as I closed my eyes, I heard him say, "What?" I opened my eyes as he pulled me back up by my shoulders. I probably turned red, but I didn't feel it. "What do you mean? What do you know?" He demanded.

I turned my head away, refusing to look him in the eye and said, "I can't tell you. It may alter the path of the future. And I won't change that."

He let me go, clearly not satisfied with my answer, but dropped the subject. Then he said, "All right…now what about that mark on your right hand?"

I had no idea what he was talking about, and then I looked at my hand and saw what looked like a yellow birthmark. It was the Christian Cross, wings coming out from the side, and a halo over the entire design. I realized its purpose right away. "It's not so different from the mark on your left hand."

He looked at his, and then preceded to argue, "It looks nothing like your mark. What're you talking about?"

"I didn't say it looked like you mark, I said its like your mark. One day, I assume in a year, you'll know what the mark's purposes are."

Clearly still not satisfied, he gave me a dirty look and left me to fall asleep again.

When I woke up, I could hear talking down below me and outside. Realizing I could get up now, I walked a few steps to the lookout window of Link's Tree house. I could see the adults of the Ordona Province talking. Link, Rusl, Mayor Bo, Ilia, Uli, Faro and those others who's names I couldn't remember. They seemed to be arguing over me. Rusl, Bo, Ilia, Uli, Faro, and that shopkeeper lady said I might be useful to the village if I work. While Link, that woman, and the husbands thought I should "pack my stuff and go off on my horse". I thought this was ridiculous of course; I didn't have a horse and I was certain that I didn't have anything with me. But then I remembered Link said something about a horse, sword, and bow.

I made a small yelp of joy, but I covered my mouth before I could have a full out fangirl squeal. Only Ilia heard me, and I caught eyes with her. She seemed much nicer in person than through a third-person video game. But I ducked anyway.

A small mirror caught my eye, and I decided to take a look. I realized I had perfect vision for the first time, which I admit was stupid. I looked like my ideal version of myself: longer and mahogany colored hair, my natural red highlights more noticeable, forest green eyes, a nice tan, my freckles more noticeable, and less puffy and paler lips – I always hated my bright pink and big lips -. I almost looked…..beautiful. I would have never associated green eyes and dark brown hair as beautiful, but Link had brown and blue, so it wasn't that different….was it? Anyway, I pushed my hair behind my right ear, and got one of the biggest shocks of my life: Hylian ears, with earrings identical to Link's, only in the same green hue as my eyes.

Apparently the legend that their ears are pointed to hear the gods is true, because I heard a heavenly male voice say, "Ask any you shall receive. Fight in my name, and convert as many as possible. Their gods are real in this world. Those who fail to be converted will be in a version of limbo. Neither heaven nor hell, but smaller versions of each."

You might as well know the difference between heavenly male voices and beautiful male voices. Heavenly is like thunder booming in your ears, ready to burst them but somehow calms them at the same time. Beautiful is like…..think of your average Mexican boy voice. Personally, I can't tell the difference between them by their voice alone. I can with other races though…..why did I just tell you that?…..anyway! Like a white boy that just got out of puberty, but who's voice only got slightly deeper. Not enough to be still childish, but can't be called manly at the same time.

Quicker than I expected, I responded with, "Why did you make Gods in this world Lord?"

"Because it was necessary for you to have this adventure. Link is the 'Hero chosen by the Gods.' I could have made it God, but the story of how this land was created would not have been the same, would it daughter?"

"No Lord, it wouldn't"

Yay! Done! Does it stink?

Layla is technically myself, just a different name. PLEASE tell me if I become too Mary Suesish. I don't want that :'(

Yes, the race thing is true, and I do wonder why I put that ^^ -shotshotshotshotshot- No offence to anybody. I'm half Mexican and Caucasian, so yeah….