Okay, so this is something I came up with one day before school, because I just so happened to be wearing a LOZ Twilight Princess shirt and knee length boots. So I really hope you enjoy this spin.

It explains itself with the whole name change :)

Also this is my first published LOZ fanfic, so please be nice... even though it's a bit different then the traditional Zelda (plus I can't seem to get the spacing to work right so if it seems jumbled I'm sorry but there were originally breaks between things.)


Legend of Zellianth: Chapter One.

The entire world, was covered in rain. The sky itself seemed to be crying in rage. In a room, an alarm went off, falling on the deaf ears of a deep sleeping teenage girl. It went off for twenty minutes before she even recognized the sound wasn't in her dream. She bolted awake and dressed as fast as she could. Her hair was a wreck so she pulled on a green hat to cover it, her shirt was that of a very popular video game. Legend of Zelda, her parents had been extremely obsessed with it when she was born, and so now she had one of the strangest names in her school. She was named, after the hero of time. Yes she had grown up on the video games, and did admit to liking them, but being a girl and having the name, Link, was rather annoying. She pulled on a pair of jeans and black leather boots before running out of her room and down the stairs. It was still raining as she ran down the side walk towards her school. It was the last day of testing and she needed to pass, or she would not be heading into her senior in the fall. She ran as fast as she could, her lungs filling with the cold humid air with ease. She jumped over the chain link fence of her school before running to the front door, just as the bell rang. She snuck into her math class and took her seat. The teachers handed out the papers and she started with blind determination.

A few hours later she handed her test in and walked into the extra class room, designated for students finished with their tests. She leaned against her desk and her friend Sarah sent her a huge smile.

"My god, that was so easy!" She exclaimed with a huge smile.

"I know! No more tests until next year!" Link replied while stretched out her shoulders. It seemed like everything would go as planned this summer. Vacations at the beach, camping in the woods, followed by the finding of hot guys to spend all their time with. Yes summer was a wonderful time for Link. She smiled wide when the door to the classroom was kicked in. Everyone turned towards the door, where a young man stood. His hair was almost brown and his eyes were a wild and vibrant blue. He wore strange clothes, looking like modern versions of what a tunic might look like, only with jeans. On his arms were bright metal polished gauntlets, his eyes scanned the room.

"I am looking for Link Andrews." He called out in a voice that commanded high authority. Everyone seemed to stop before turning around to look at Link, she flushed.

"I… I'm Link." She answered in a timid voice. His eyes landed on her and his jaw dropped slightly.

"You're kidding right?" He asked baffled. She nodded heatedly and he let out an angry groan.

"Come with me." He told her while grabbing her wrist. She broke free with ease.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" He let out a growl and grabbed firmly onto her wrist again, with a hard yank he pulled her onto his shoulder where he calmly walked out of the classroom. She glared up at all of her friends that stood too baffled to do anything to actually save her.

He carried her to a large building, once they were inside he set her down then walked away. She looked around the place and felt like she had seen it before. She let out a gasp as her face was stricken with horror. It looked exactly like the inside of Hyrule castle. There were even stain glass windows of the seven sages from Ocarina of Time.

"Just my luck. Kidnapped by Zelda fanatics!" She yelled out while sitting back down. The door in front of her opened and there stood a man in royal clothing. Not modern ones either. He even wore a crown and on his shirt was what looked like the Triforce, with the wings of a Phoenix. Except it was more intricate, and showy. She bit her lower lip and began to play with her hoop earrings that were in her cartilage.

"So this is Link Andrews." Began the man, he had a brownish gray beard, and his hair was cut short in a traditional fashion.

"Yes father." Said the guy, the one who had kidnapped her, as he stood at his fathers right.

"Why am I here?" She asked while crossing her arms, the guards around the king stiffened, as if they were ready to jump over and make her bow down before him.

"To fulfill our prophecy." He said with a cheery smile. Her eyes widened.

"Oh hell no! I am not going to be a part of some… some Legend of Zelda cult just because of my name! I am out of here!" She yelled out while turning to leave. The guards stepped forward, their weapons ready.

"Enough, if the young lady does not wish to listen she does not have to. Let her pass." His voice was calm and kind, and Link looked back at them before leaving the castle, hopefully for forever.

Days later, a banquet was to be held at the same mansion she had been taken to. Mysteriously enough, an invitation just happened to find it's way to her home, and now she was being dressed by her mother. Where her mother had found this dress, Link would never know, it was this beautiful long gown, that had a purple skirt with a pale cream corset style top. Link's mother, Maria, tightened the ribbon of the corset as tight as it would go, creating the elegant effect it had on her daughter. Link found herself turning every which was she could to view herself in the floor length mirror, she looked like a princess. She smiled brightly, she was used to being thought of as a "hero" rather then a delicate girl. She curled her long blond hair as she did a light layer of make up on her skin. She did not like the idea of going back to that creepy mansion, but she couldn't avoid it now. She found herself in heeled shoes, looking so much more feminine then she ever did in her life.

"Come Link, it's time to go!" Her father rushed her out the door. Link parents looked a lot like she did, blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin and feature somewhat different then everyone around them. Her father, Eric, stood an even six foot, while her mother stood at five ten. Link was the shortest one in her family, at five seven, yet she didn't mind all that much. They got into the car and started down the road, within a mile they could see the decorative lights of the mansion. They drove up, and one of the many men in uniform stopped them, they were led into the building where it seemed no one was. Link stood on edge when a man abruptly walked up to her parents and led them towards the door. It opened for them, then closed to her. She could hear her heart pounding in her chest. "What if it's a trap?" She thought to herself when she heard foot steps behind her. She turned with a glare, ready for attack when she noticed who it was. The guy who had kidnapped her not too long ago. She had told her parents of the occurrence, but they had taken it as nothing. He was dressed in what looked like traditional clothes, with black slacks that went into freshly polished leather boots. He wore a purple decorative tunic, with a black button up under shirt, on his head was a gold ring. It shone brightly, and the small family crest could be seen on it. She noticed it was also embroiled on the chest of his tunic.

"Ms. Andrews." He acknowledged politely. She didn't know how to react. The door opened and a man came in.

"It is time to make your entrance sir." He said in a calm voice, he nodded and walked over to her, offering his elbow. He now wore thick golden cuffs on his wrists. She bit her lip before linking her arm through his. Feeling this was a terrible idea. He moved swiftly and quickly towards the door, and she found herself slightly stumbling to catch up. The door opened and she found herself looking down at a large intricate ball room. Full of people. They all turned to look at them.

"Miss Link Andrews, and Zellianth, the crown Prince of Hyrule." Called the man, every stopped what they were doing to bow slightly. Link caught her parents in the crowd, they too, where bowing. She felt herself become light headed. He, the brute who had swung her over his shoulder, was a Prince? And of Hyrule, now she knew something crazy was going on, and her parents were in on it. He started down the stairs, leading her with a calm ease. She clenched a fist in her free hand, wishing to get away as soon as possible. They landed on the ground floor of the ballroom, and his hand caught her own.

"Please make sure to save a dance for me, Miss Andrews." He told her before giving her hand a quick kiss, he dropped his hand from hers before walking away quickly. She felt herself blushing slightly before walking away. She could feel all eyes on her. Some with pride, some with fear, others… with envy. She whirled around and saw her parents standing there with large smiles.

"You… I told you what happened and… you… you're insane!" She exclaimed rather loudly before walking towards the nearest balcony door she could find. Her parents stood there, and her father's face grew a frown.

"We should have told her sooner."
"She never would have believed us anyway." Maria said while looking at the ground, the bell began to ring, signifying it was getting closer to midnight. All around the room a magical thing began to happen, their was short human ears began to grow long, and pointed. Like their ancestors before them.

Hours had passed, and Link still found herself outside on the balcony, the night was cold and it was getting close to midnight. She found herself shivering slightly, and her breath came out as a thick fog all around her. She rubbed her arms in an attempt to warm herself up when a warm hand was placed on her shoulder. She turned around, arms in the ready attack position when she caught the slightly startled eyes of Prince Zellianth staring down at her. Yet something else caught her attention, his now long, elf like ears.

"Oh nice trick." She said while pointing to them, he raised an eyebrow questionably, before realizing what she was talking about.

"Your parents never explained it to you." He told her while leaning on the balcony next to her. Seeming as relaxed as possible.

"Never explained how they are in some crazy Zelda cult?" She accused, refusing to gain comfort around him. He let out a sigh, leaned over and touched her ear. His hands were warm against her cold skin, yet he was touching something she hadn't felt before. Her eyes widened, and she slowly reached her hand up towards her other ear. It was longer, and it wasn't some fake make up trick. She could feel her pulse. Without much thought she reached up and carefully touched the end of one of his ears, it too was real.

"We aren't some 'crazy Zelda cult' as you so nicely put. The Legend of Zelda games are based off of our history. The Hylian history." He told her sternly.

"Our greatest hero, was Link. He was a young man, raised in the Kokiri forest in the Ordon Province. He was chosen by the three Goddesses to protect our land against the greatest of all evil. Yes, he did go through multiple temples to rid them of evil. He was only regarded to as the "hero of time" because he was the only hero our culture has ever really had. His story going on through history. However, he was never reincarnated, until recently." He explained while looking up at the sky.

"So… the games?" She asked with wide eyes.

"Each of them have been devised of different versions of his story."

"So… it's all true?" He looked over at her.

"The gorons, the zoras, the sheikahs? All the races in the games?"

"Well some of them have been added in order to bring in more attraction to the gamers of the world, but essentially yes." She fell back against the balcony, feeling suddenly light headed. How could a video game, of monsters and epic adventures… be based off of a real occurrence.

"Why… why did you bring me here the other day?" He took a deep breath and grabbed her hand.

"I will explain after a dance, it would be good for you to be seen at least once during this." She didn't want to go, but he had all the answers, and she wanted those answers. He led her towards the middle of the dance floor, and she kept her eyes down, to avoid staring at everybody's ears. He turned her so that she was facing him, his one hand in hers, he moved her other hand onto his shoulder while his hand landed firmly on her waist. He led her around the dance floor in fluent motions, and she couldn't even force her head up to look into his eyes. She tried her best to not feel the shock that had settled in the pit of her stomach.

"The truth is Link, there has never been a reincarnation of the Great Hero until seventeen years ago." Her breath caught in her throat and she looked up at him.

"What does that mean?"

"It means a great evil is going to settle once again, threatening this world." His eyes were stern and she looked around the dance floor, dancing next to them was two teens, another boy, dressed very similar to Zellianth, however they looked as if they grew up very differently. He was lanky, his arms thinned with barely any muscle on them, he held a childish air about him.

"He is my younger brother. Prince Stephan." He told her after following her gaze. She looked up at him, confused. Without looking at him she could feel his strong muscles. He was definitely not lanky, he had trained, his entire life. She could feel the calloused skin on his palms.

"Who is this reincarnation?" She asked while looking around the room, he grew silent and her eyes fell on him. He looked down at her biting his lips slightly.

"What?"

"Hylian parents do not give their children the name of the Great Hero. Prophets choose our names before we are even born."

"So… some crazy Oracle told my parents to name me Link? What does this have to do with the reincarnation of the Great Hero?" She asked while stopping in the dance, he too stopped. This time not choosing to force her into something, though he probably could with ease.

"Each name has a fate to it. The name Link, is very rare. Only given to those who have the strength to do great things in their lives." His eyes looked into hers and she realized exactly what he was getting at.

"No. I'm a girl, I can't…. I can't possibly be!" She exclaimed having everyone looking at her. He sucked air through his teeth.

"Being a hero has nothing to do with gender." She felt a million and one words crushing in on her at once. Even now, dressed in a fabulous dress she felt suddenly masculine. How all the girls in school called her natural ability of sportsman ship only because she herself was masculine. Her name wasn't a gift, it was a curse! She pushed away from him then ran through the crowds towards the stairs leading to the exit. She didn't even bother to look behind her while she ran out towards the front yard of the mansion, where there was a large fountain.

"Link, stop!" Called Zellianth as he ran after her outside. He caught her wrist and she tried to pull away without even looking towards him.

"I don't want to be a hero!" She called out to him, he looked at her baffled.

"So you would much rather let your people die?" He asked with eyebrows raised.

"I didn't even know I had a group of people until tonight! Why can't you be the hero?" She exclaimed, he shook his head.

"So typical of a girl, believing guys should be the ones to save everyone." He crossed his arms over his chest while looking down at her. Goading her into a fight.

"Well maybe I want to be a typical girl for once! I'm tired of being masculine and doing this will just make it worse for me!" She yelled back, she was hysterical.

"Masculine?" He asked while looking her up and down, where other girls might have been self conscious, she just didn't care. She was never regarded as feminine.

"Exactly! I'm the most masculine girl at my school! No matter what I do!"

"As Prince of your people I order you to do this." He told her in a cold voice.

"And if I refuse?"

"Then we'll get you a sex change so being a girl wont be a problem anymore." Her eyes widened and slowly filled with a sense of loathing.

"Fine!"

"You leave by next week, we'll bring together weapons for you."

"Yeah, well you can go fuck yourself." She told him while storming away, his eyes widened and looked at her baffled. He had never been told that in his life.

Link's parents had been very happy that her daughter was going to do what needed to be done for their people. Now she had herself a chain-link wallet, and for some reason, though her parents had gone back to normal, her ears were still elfish. She had canceled all of her summer plans. Her father had even gone out and bought her a dirt bike. Which she was very confused about. He explained it would make travel easier. So now she stood outside of the mansion, in a pair of jeans and a tight black tank top. She walked right up to the door and used the large knocker. It opened moments later, and there stood Stephan, dressed in casual everyday clothes.

"Hello Link! We are happy to see you have arrived. Come in!" He offered while stepping to the side. She walked in and everything seemed less decorated.

"Zellianth is getting your supplies ready in the garden, he'll be in soon." He smiled wide and she couldn't help but take in how different he was from his brother, he was tiny and seemed very artistic. His eyes were a calm green, and his hair a tinge darker then his brothers.

"Oh… alright…" She looked around, the stain glass windows seemed so much more lighter then usual. A door to the side opened and there stood Zellianth, he was wearing grey sweat pants with a tight grey wife beater. He looked up a bit surprised to see her so early. Around his wrists were sweat bands.

"Hello, I see you are already getting used to wearing a hat." He joked, in reality she had tucked her ears in, so she wouldn't look strange walking around during the day. She noticed then, that his ears were still long as well, she looked over at Stephan, his were not.

"I see you noticed his freakishly long ears." Joked Stephan while pulling at his brothers ears, though he was shorter then him. Zellianth scowled and pushed his younger brother away.

"I prefer my natural ears." He told him angrily.

"Sure you do. Anyway Link would you like breakfast before he puts you through living hell?" Stephan asked brightly.

"Oh, no I'm fine." She said quickly, though the idea of living hell was not very appealing. Zellianth looked at her head for a moment before casually yanking off her hat.

"No wonder she doesn't want to have breakfast with you. You insulted her as well." He pointed calmly, Stephan looked at her with wide eyes for a moment.

"I wasn't offended." She said while grabbing her hat back.

"Well at least her's look cute." Stephan said before walking away. Zellianth adjusted his sweatbands, her eyes looked at his wrists, there was nothing visibly wrong with his wrists, and she wondered why he always covered his wrists.

"This belonged to the original hero." He told her while holding up a package. She looked down at it, very confused.

"We'll train today for a bit in regular clothing so you get used to how to move. Then we'll put you in some armor…" He began and she looked at him confused.

"A full suit of armor?" He nodded.

"Why?"

"Because I didn't even give you the chain mail that goes with that." He explained while turning towards the door, she followed him into a long corridor, and at the end was an ordinary wooden door. He opened it and she found a large garden with a multitude of weapons laying around. She walked over to one of the swords and picked it up, weighing it in her hands. It was heavier then what she was used to holding and it felt cumbersome in her grip.

"You actually know how to hold it. This will be your training sword." She turned to see a blade that looked tiny in his grip, she traded swords with his, it fit perfectly in her hands. She pulled it from it's scabbard and looked at the long blade. It glittered in the sunlight.

"Should we be practicing with real swords?" She asked while looking at him.

"Afraid I'll hurt you?" He asked with a bit of a smirk.

"No." She told him heatedly. He jumped back swiftly and extended the blade so it was halfway between them. Like in Legend of Zelda Twilight Princess, when Link would spar before learning the Hero Techniques. She put her scabbard down and clashed her blade against his. Without much of a warning he lunged forward, ready to attack. She jumped to the side then rolled down so she behind him. He turned quickly, with an attack towards her neck. Except his blade was blocked by her own. He smirked down at her and continued to push, guessing she would probably back down. She pushed herself up before practically throwing her sword over so her hand was grasping the blade, she forced upward with a smashing movement against his hand, disarming him. She dropped the blade, grabbed the handle of the sword and swung up so the blade as pressed against the skin over his Adams-apple. The strap of his shirt was cut, and a small scratch against his shoulder.

"You're better then I would have guessed." He told her surprised. She carefully moved her blade and stabbed it into the ground, before standing up.

"I get that a lot." She told him while brushing off her back. She looked up to see him blushing and then it registered what she said could have been taken for.

"I… I didn't mean it like that!" She exclaimed angrily.

"I do not have the slightest clue to what you are talking about." He said while looking away, trying to seem innocent.

"Anyway, we should practice with some more weapons… your hand is bleeding." He observed while looking down at her. She lifted her hand to look at it.

"Probably from when I grabbed the sword. Anyway what should we work with next?" She turned to look at the rest of the weapons, she picked up a bow when she heard a tearing sound. She turned to see him standing there shirtless, ripping his shirt apart.

"That's not necessary!" She exclaimed embarrassed.

"It's already ripped." He told her while grabbing her hand, gently cradling it in his own. He tied a piece of his shirt tight around her hand, twice. Which was hard for her because it made her left hand partially immobile.

"I can't even move my hand now." She told him while moving to grab another weapon.

"Then let's take a break. You are more advanced then I had guessed. We should really clean this out." He went to grab her other hand but she pulled away.

"I'd rather make sure I can use the other weapons first." She said with a determined look, she grabbed what looked like a hook-shot.

"Alright, if you so insist. Point that at that wall over there." He told her while pointing. She aimed, pulled back the trigger, steadied her hand then released. In seconds she felt herself moving, except last moment he grabbed her waist. Both of them went rushing across the garden at a blinding speed, Link felt Zellianth distribute his weight so they landed feet first against the wall. He let go and stood firmly on the ground.

"Jump down." He told her calmly. She released the hook in the wall and allowed herself to go sinking to the Earth, only to be caught by him.

"Pretty good for your first attempt. We'll need to work on the landing." He smiled down at her, before gently setting her on her feet.

"Alright, is there anywhere else where I would be able to practice this?" She asked while holding up the hook-shot.

"Well you are free to take any of these weapons home, so wherever you want to." He offered while leaning against the wall, she looked over at him and noticed something she hadn't before. Over his abdominal muscles was a large scar, going from his hip towards his chest, curving off towards the side of his ribs.

"Training accident." He answered calmly, she blushed at the thought of being caught staring.

"Oh, really."

"Perhaps we should take a short break, I have some obligations that need taking care of." He rolled his shoulders then started towards the door, opening to door wide, waiting for her. She caught up to him and followed him down the corridor, picking up the package she had left next to the door. They entered the front hall, he grabbed her hand and led her up a flight of stairs. There was another long corridor, full of many doors. It all seemed so confusing. His hand never left hers as they walked, he stopped in front of a door almost completely down the long hallway. He opened it up and led her inside. If she had to take a wild guess, she would say it was his room. There were decorative swords hanging from the walls, along with several other weapons she had never seen of, nor probably heard of in her life.

"Take a seat." He offered while walking into the room, in the center was a long white couch. She casually walked over and took a seat. Everything seemed so neat and royal in this part of the room, and she wondered if any part of his life was that of a normal teen. He stepped down the stairs that were in the room, he had on another shirt, a shirt flung over one of his shoulders, holding a first aid kit. He sat down next to her.

"Let me see your hand." He opened the kit and pulled out a antiseptics and other strange things. Including a small bottle full of a strange blue liquid. She offered him her palm and he carefully unwrapped it. It was still bleeding slightly. He pulled out some alcohol swabs, tore them open and rubbed against her skin.

"Tell me if I'm being too rough." He warned, expecting her to have winced. He opened the bottle of blue liquid and poured it slowly into her cut. Then he picked up some gauze and started to neatly wrap it.

"What about your cut?" She asked while pointing to his shoulder. He looked down, it had stopped bleeding, but there was still dried blood on his skin.

"Hadn't even noticed it." He picked up a bottle of water, wet his palm and carefully rubber the blood away. She watched his arms, and noticed more things she had not before. He had his family crest tattooed onto his right bicep, his ears were pierced in three places, but only on one of his ears. His hair was cut a certain way, when it wasn't styled his bangs were pushed slightly off to the side, but not over his eyes, and the length messily styled just under his ears.

"I'm surprised your curiosity hasn't gotten the best of you." He looked down at the package sitting next to her on the couch. She picked it up, opened it slowly and was surprised. It was a males tunic, that would be like a short dress on her, with a white undershirt. There were several leather accessories, and she looked down baffled.

"Yeah, the games were actually fairly accurate on the tunic." He leaned forward slightly before slipping on the shirt he had slung over his shoulder. It was a calm black tunic.

"You'll need to change into that before the meeting. They will like seeing that the hero has risen." He gestured to another door in the room. She stood up and walked over, it was a bathroom, large for just one person, but there was only one door in and out. She closed the door, and quickly started to change, the pants were loose on her, and it was too hot out to actually wear the under shirt while being stuck inside. So in the end she found herself in the tunic, over sized pants, which she used her normal belt to keep up, with a tight belt around her stomach. One of the loops was very worn, yet she was too small for that one. She saw one last thing in the package, it was the famed green hat. She tore off her own and slipped it onto her blond hair. There was no hiding her ears in this one. She looked in the mirror and felt she looked ridiculous, tore off the hat and stuffed it between her tunic and the belt. She packed up her everyday clothes then opened the door.

Zellianth was changing some last little things about his appearance. He had brushed his hair, pulled on the golden ringlet that he had worn the night of the ball. Now he also wore gauntlets, pulled up to his elbow with the family crest on both of them.

"Are you ready?" He asked while looking up.

"As I will ever be." She answered calmly. He pursed his lips while examining what she was wearing. It looked well enough on her, but a bit over sized on a girl. It would have to do for the moment. He linked his arm with hers and escorted her out of his room and down the hall. They entered a room where a large table was, along with an ancient looking map, and a stain glass window of the Castle Hyrule.

"Zellianth, thank you for joining us, and Ms. Andrews." Said the King with a happy smile. Zellianth bowed his head and she did the same, not knowing how to really act. There were two open seats at the table, one near some of the advisors and one next to the King. Zellianth dropped his arm from her own and took his seat by her father, she didn't know exactly what to do. What if that seat was saved for a general or something?
"Please Link, take a seat." The king told her in his kind voice. She nodded and did as she was told.

"Anyway, it seemed many ambassadors will be coming to the castle within the next few weeks, in order to discuss our countries borders." He began. Link felt so out of place.

"We have many things that need to be done to prepare…"

In the end, Link had not been addressed once in the entire meeting. She guessed it was just like in the games, the Royal family would support her in her actions, but in actuality do nothing to help. She had changed back into normal clothing and started home at sunset. She didn't like any of this, and she had little clue how to save anyone. As she passed her mailbox she noticed something. It was a letter in the box. She pulled it out and she noticed the royal edges on the sides. She opened it and her jaw dropped. She would be heading to her first temple in the morning. It was for the most part uninhabited and she would need a minimum amount of weapons. She let out a growl and started in through the door. She could just never get a break! She walked up and into her room, slamming the door behind her. The letter had said to leave in the morning, so she had made up her mind to start packing some extra supplies before bed. As she was picking and choosing what exactly would be necessary and what wouldn't, there was a knock on her door. Her mother opened it wide and standing behind her was Zellianth.

"When do you plan to leave tomorrow?" He asked with a stern look on his face.
"Sunrise, why?" She knew better then to say she would prefer to get up whenever she felt like it then just leave after that.

"You have nothing packed, you are barely trained and will be lucky if there are really no inhabitants to the temple." He exclaimed angrily, she tried her best to not say something rude.

"I'm going as well." He said after a long breath.

"Why?" Asked Link while crossing her legs.

"You have no formal training and are likely to get yourself killed."


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