By: Soul (New screen name)
Original Story of Legend of Zelda games/stories by: Shigeru Miyamoto
Reason for the making of this tale: This is a sequel to my first legend, The Legend of Zelda: A New Life. Most of the story may not make sense if you have not read it.
Since I am currently playing the Twilight Princess, I may include some of the game's ideas and some items, meaning there are spoilers for those who don't like spoilers. I personally think spoilers are cool. They make surprises less surprising.
This story may/will contain many twists and turns that may not fit.
This story contains some InuYasha and Naruto ideas.
Dedication: To my friend who I met at Karate Camp Summer 2006 who loved to read my first story and made me feel like making a sequel.
Enjoy!
Prologue
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I am an outcast. I am an orphan. I don't have an infancy. I was created a teenager. I was raised in the ways of thievery. I became the protector of the Kokiri Children. I left them in the hands of the new Great Deku Tree. Upon my travels, I have happened upon a book. It's a book about swordfighting. It seems familiar to me, but I do not know why.
I have blonde hair with two bangs in front. People have called me Link before because they say I look like this guy. I don't like to talk fancy. I wear a simple Kokiri wardrobe and it's been battered. I use a Kokiri Sword even though it seems too small. I use it as a dagger.
I am called Yukan by the Kokiri. I have lived for three years on my own. I believe that my fate is tied to the beautiful castle beyond those walls. I will not die.
Chapter 1: Reflection
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It's all so…familiar….
Yukan walked through the streets of the Hyrule Market, knowing every turn even though he had never visited it before. When he was at the castle, He saw that the guards were guarding very heavily. They noticed even a pebble that was moved.
Why do I feel that they have increased and trained the guards well if I have never visited this place before? Why?!
He walked up to the gate.
"Stop! Who goes there?!" shouted a gate guard.
"Move, or I will kill you," replied Yukan.
"How dare you! Why I oughta…"
"What's the problem now?"
The guard was interrupted by a princess on the other side of the gate.
Zelda? Wait, how do I know her?
"Oh! Princess Zelda! I-I'm sorry! This young man here was very rude and demanded that he was let in at once! I was about to…"
He looks like…no, it couldn't be…but I'll let him in.
Zelda interrupted the guard again, "Let him in."
The guard was speechless, "But, I, do you know him, my princess?"
"Just do as your told!"
"Yes ma'am!" The guard opened the gate and Princess Zelda guided Yukan thoughout the castle. She brought Yukan to the former prince's room for him to wait.
Why is this castle so familiar that I feel that I can walk through this place without a guide? And why do I feel like sleeping in this room?
"I know I can trust you," The Princess spoke up, "What brings you to the Castle, and how may I address you?"
"Yukan," He replied, "I was, drawn here."
"I see," Zelda looked out of the window to the courtyard where the statue of her brother stood, "You know, it's ok if you don't talk formally to me.
"Thanks," Yukan wiped off some dust on a picture frame.
The picture was with Zelda and someone else that looked just like him.
"Could you stay here for a moment?" Zelda turned towards the door.
"I'll be right here."
"Be right back," the princess left the room.
Yukan explored the room, so familiar to him, yet so unfamiliar to him. As he wiped off dust off some things, thoughts and memories hit him.
A few moments later, Zelda returned with baggy white underclothes, Kokiri boots, and a floppy, green hat.
"What's this?" Yukan asked, fearing the tights-like underclothing.
"Some new clothes for you, to replace those worn out ones."
"Thanks, but, why give them to me?"
"Because," Zelda hesitated, "because you look like someone I know that's not with us anymore."
"Alright," Yukan took the clothes from her.
"I'll wait outside," Zelda left the room.
She headed towards one of the many closets and took another piece of clothing.
When she returned, Yukan had finished changing.
"What is this?!" Yukan cried, "These are like tights!"
"You'll get used to them," Zelda replied, "Here, wear this over it."
"What's this?" Yukan held up a green tunic that was identical to the one he wore except cleaner.
"Just wear it!" Zelda cried with so much intensity that Yukan wanted to hide, "Oh, sorry."
"It's, ok," Yukan said as he put on the tunic.
"Wear this on it," Zelda gave him a belt with pockets at the back.
"Thanks," Yukan took it and put it on his tunic to tighten it.
Zelda sighed, "If only your ears were pierced."
"What's that?" Yukan asked.
"Never mind!" Zelda brushed it off, "So, do you have a place to stay?"
"No."
"Ok, outside of the Hyrule Wall, there's a house built there beside the river. You can stay there."
"You're too kind."
"It's ok. Come back tomorrow. It's getting late. I'll greet you at the gate tomorrow so there's no difficulty, but the guards might except you when they see you."
"Ok…"
"See you. I know you can make it out of here alone.:
"I think so too."
"Bye."
"Bye…"
Yukan got out of the castle with no difficulty. He didn't even have difficulty finding the house. He actually began to know himself more.
That night, Zelda snuck into the house as Sheik. She put her hand on top of Yukan's forehead and concentrated as she peered through the mind of the boy in front of her.
Suddenly, her hand was shocked and she could not peer into Yukan's mind anymore.
"Such confusion, I cannot read it," Zelda thought, "But all he needs is to regain most of his memory. Then, I think, I can revive him."
Zelda left.