A Hero's Destiny
Chapter 1
He awoke with a start. Beads of perspiration lined his face. Something was wrong, something was very wrong. After a few moments his eyes had fully adjusted to the darkness of the night, and he arose from the small bed in his modest little home. What was wrong he thought, gazing warily about himself. It struck him again, like a jolt of lightning between the temples, causing him to wince in pain.
"What's...happening... to...me?" He struggled to say, however, he suddenly eased up as the mental agony he had felt only moments before slowly dissipated.
"Help me...please...I need your help...I've been kidnapped" a voice called out in his head. Maybe it's just a dream, he thought. But how can a dream, or even nightmare be so painful?
"Please help me...please...Death mountain...he's holding me captive! He'll kill me!" The second message told him that this was anything but a dream. Suddenly the reality of the matter hit him. Like a ton of bricks. He knew who was contacting him. Okay maybe he didn't know her personally, and no one would describe his dwelling as anything but purely peasant but a cave he did not live in. He was being contacted by Zelda, Princess of Hyrule and it's only heir.
As he thought over the situation, he got up from bed and grabbed the green tunic and pants, which lay on the floor by his dresser. After hastily pulling on his tunic and pants, he quickly assembled all the equipment that he'd need. His magic sword lay next to his bed, and he grabbed at it, slipping it into his scabbard. Scrambling around his tiny room, somehow he couldn't find his shield.
Come on, come on, he thought. Where are you, shield! I need you!
Frustrated at his inability to find his shield, he kicked his dresser, resulting in a loud crash and a pile of clothes strewn about the floor. However, amongst the clothes was a metallic grey shield with a blue crest on it. The crest itself housed his countries insignia of a griffin-like beast along with a golden prism composed of three triangles. The Triforce.
"It's just what this whole mess must be about...I know it," the warrior defiantly stated.
"I'm coming Zelda, I hope I'm not the only one but regardless..." He stated, leaving his home and leaping from the front steps onto the back of his horse.
"I'm coming to rescue you!" He added, digging his heels into the stallion's sides, sending his horse into a mad gallop.
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A shrouded figure rode his horse ferociously across the plains of Hyrule. This was Link. A tremendously gifted fighter, Link was skilled at all aspects of combat, from archery, to explosives, and even to his forte, that being swordplay. Although all this was betrayed by his boyish, elfish looks. The pointed ears which lay almost hidden beneath the mass of his thick, brown hair indicated to all that he was Hylian and very pure Hylian at that. However, this was all of his ancestry that Link was aware of. Link's parents were killed in a vicious moblin attack on Saria when he was just 5 and after that he lived with his grandfather Aratames until he, (Aratames) fell ill and died. That was almost two years ago. Now 17, well, really nearer to 18, Link now lived alone just outside of the town which claimed his parent's life.
As he rode, getting closer and closer to his destination of Death Mountain, Link remember to words his grand father had uttered while on his deathbed.
"Link...my boy," Aratames had struggled to say, breaking to cough in a painful-sounding, rasping way. "Link...Zelda is your...Zelda is your..."
"It's okay Grandpa, save your energy," Link had stated to the sickly old man. "No...Link," The man continued. "You must know...that..." Another fit of violent coughs interrupted his speech.
"Link...Zelda...is your...destiny." And with that he had died. The last of Link's kin was now gone, departed from this plane of living existence. At the time, Link had dismissed all this as delusional ramblings, as the thought of a mere peasant like himself having anything more than a shared nationality in common with royalty was laughable. But now, now it seemed to make sense. Destiny, fate, predetermination. Call it what you will, Link knew that it was no accident that he'd received a telepathic message from the Princess. He had no idea what he was getting into, but he knew that if he turned and ran he wouldn't be able to face himself. And so he galloped onward towards the natural Hyrulian landmark that existed so ominously, as Death Mountain.
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"I'll never help you! You'll never get any help or useful information out of me. I'm not the weak-willed spoilt little princess you think I am!" The golden haired young girl hollered.
"Oh my dear, you are quite right, at least in the latter part of your, oh-so brave statement. You may not be the tell-tale spoilt princess but I will get all the information I need out of you!" Retorted the Pig faced captor of Zelda, Princess of Hyrule, his tone of voice at first full of mock sincerity but quickly changing into hatred and disdain.
"Now listen here, you have no right to be holding me as your unwilling captive and if you do not release me immediately I will see that no mercy be spared upon you when you are captured," the princess exclaimed.
"The only mercy you should be concerned with..." he began, "is your own."
At the last part of her capture's statement, Zelda gulped. She had maintained a brave demeanor despite being very scared of the hideous creature, which had had her bound to a damp wall by way of rough chains.
Where in Death Mountain am I? And who is this madman who has kidnapped me, she struggled to understand. Zelda chanced a look at the evil sorcerer's appearance. He's truly hideous, she thought.
It was true, her kidnapper, which she believed, had called himself, or rather itself, Ganon, looked like an overgrown pig. Dark greenish skin, a pig's snout and the small tusks of a boar were prominent of the creature's face and the dark robe it wore served to hide the rest of its body. Thank Hyrule for that, she thought.
Zelda couldn't even begin to guess how long it had been since she tried to contact someone...anyone, but her strength was severely limited and from the mountain she didn't think she could even reach the nearest town of Saria.
It's hopeless, she despaired. If no one can hear me how will I ever escape?
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Link stalked down one of the hundreds of passageways, which lay under Death Mountain, desperately in search of Princess Zelda.
Come on Link, he thought. Every second you waste endangers the princess's health even more. Plus, if you find her she might just reward you with a kiss.
Link smiled at the last thought remembering how beautiful the princess had looked when he had seen her in the last parade in Mido town's annual harvest time festival. However, the momentary break in Link's concentration left him susceptible to attack and attacked he was. Out of the darkness leapt two moblins and two stalfos. One of the stalfos made a lunge for Link, but quick reflexes saved him from being impaled.
"Hah! You're going to have to do better than that boney, if you'd like to take me out!" Link exclaimed, deftly parrying the skeletal warrior's next attack and responding in turn by decapitating it. The other monsters, which all wore smiles previously were suddenly knocked out of their stupor and all at once they, attacked Link. The fat moblin on Link's right threw his rusty spear towards Link, aiming for his chest. But Link's superior agility allowed him to duck in time, watching as it flew straight through the second stalfos's rib cage and into the other moblins chest, killing him instantly, but pinning both to the nearby wall.
"Ouch, that had to hurt," Link quipped, before stabbing the now unarmed first Moblin in the heart, and then turning around to deal with the struggling stalfos.
"Where is the princess being held?" Link demanded.
"Why's shouda I'se tells you'se 'dat?" The Stalfos spat back.
"Because if you don't, I will take you apart, piece by piece, or rather bone by bone." Link replied, after a brief pause.
For a second the red embers which the stalfos called eyes burned intensely red. Link hoped that this particular stalfos was not uncommonly brave, but rather was as cowardly as the rest of his brethren.
"Alright, Alright. I tells you'se wer she's been sent to, but..." hesitated that cowardly skeleton, "pleeze don't be tellin' Lord Ganon eet wuz me who told you'se 'dis."
"You have my word, good sir, er... good...skeleton?" Said Link, wondering what he should call the beast, and who exactly Lord Ganon is.
"She is in 'da prison, and eet's straight 'dat-a-way," the stalfos muttered, pointing to an especially large tunnel to Link's right.
"Thanks," Link replied, before calmly walking away, leaving the stalfos stuck to the wall with a spear protruding through its chest.
Chapter 1
He awoke with a start. Beads of perspiration lined his face. Something was wrong, something was very wrong. After a few moments his eyes had fully adjusted to the darkness of the night, and he arose from the small bed in his modest little home. What was wrong he thought, gazing warily about himself. It struck him again, like a jolt of lightning between the temples, causing him to wince in pain.
"What's...happening... to...me?" He struggled to say, however, he suddenly eased up as the mental agony he had felt only moments before slowly dissipated.
"Help me...please...I need your help...I've been kidnapped" a voice called out in his head. Maybe it's just a dream, he thought. But how can a dream, or even nightmare be so painful?
"Please help me...please...Death mountain...he's holding me captive! He'll kill me!" The second message told him that this was anything but a dream. Suddenly the reality of the matter hit him. Like a ton of bricks. He knew who was contacting him. Okay maybe he didn't know her personally, and no one would describe his dwelling as anything but purely peasant but a cave he did not live in. He was being contacted by Zelda, Princess of Hyrule and it's only heir.
As he thought over the situation, he got up from bed and grabbed the green tunic and pants, which lay on the floor by his dresser. After hastily pulling on his tunic and pants, he quickly assembled all the equipment that he'd need. His magic sword lay next to his bed, and he grabbed at it, slipping it into his scabbard. Scrambling around his tiny room, somehow he couldn't find his shield.
Come on, come on, he thought. Where are you, shield! I need you!
Frustrated at his inability to find his shield, he kicked his dresser, resulting in a loud crash and a pile of clothes strewn about the floor. However, amongst the clothes was a metallic grey shield with a blue crest on it. The crest itself housed his countries insignia of a griffin-like beast along with a golden prism composed of three triangles. The Triforce.
"It's just what this whole mess must be about...I know it," the warrior defiantly stated.
"I'm coming Zelda, I hope I'm not the only one but regardless..." He stated, leaving his home and leaping from the front steps onto the back of his horse.
"I'm coming to rescue you!" He added, digging his heels into the stallion's sides, sending his horse into a mad gallop.
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A shrouded figure rode his horse ferociously across the plains of Hyrule. This was Link. A tremendously gifted fighter, Link was skilled at all aspects of combat, from archery, to explosives, and even to his forte, that being swordplay. Although all this was betrayed by his boyish, elfish looks. The pointed ears which lay almost hidden beneath the mass of his thick, brown hair indicated to all that he was Hylian and very pure Hylian at that. However, this was all of his ancestry that Link was aware of. Link's parents were killed in a vicious moblin attack on Saria when he was just 5 and after that he lived with his grandfather Aratames until he, (Aratames) fell ill and died. That was almost two years ago. Now 17, well, really nearer to 18, Link now lived alone just outside of the town which claimed his parent's life.
As he rode, getting closer and closer to his destination of Death Mountain, Link remember to words his grand father had uttered while on his deathbed.
"Link...my boy," Aratames had struggled to say, breaking to cough in a painful-sounding, rasping way. "Link...Zelda is your...Zelda is your..."
"It's okay Grandpa, save your energy," Link had stated to the sickly old man. "No...Link," The man continued. "You must know...that..." Another fit of violent coughs interrupted his speech.
"Link...Zelda...is your...destiny." And with that he had died. The last of Link's kin was now gone, departed from this plane of living existence. At the time, Link had dismissed all this as delusional ramblings, as the thought of a mere peasant like himself having anything more than a shared nationality in common with royalty was laughable. But now, now it seemed to make sense. Destiny, fate, predetermination. Call it what you will, Link knew that it was no accident that he'd received a telepathic message from the Princess. He had no idea what he was getting into, but he knew that if he turned and ran he wouldn't be able to face himself. And so he galloped onward towards the natural Hyrulian landmark that existed so ominously, as Death Mountain.
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"I'll never help you! You'll never get any help or useful information out of me. I'm not the weak-willed spoilt little princess you think I am!" The golden haired young girl hollered.
"Oh my dear, you are quite right, at least in the latter part of your, oh-so brave statement. You may not be the tell-tale spoilt princess but I will get all the information I need out of you!" Retorted the Pig faced captor of Zelda, Princess of Hyrule, his tone of voice at first full of mock sincerity but quickly changing into hatred and disdain.
"Now listen here, you have no right to be holding me as your unwilling captive and if you do not release me immediately I will see that no mercy be spared upon you when you are captured," the princess exclaimed.
"The only mercy you should be concerned with..." he began, "is your own."
At the last part of her capture's statement, Zelda gulped. She had maintained a brave demeanor despite being very scared of the hideous creature, which had had her bound to a damp wall by way of rough chains.
Where in Death Mountain am I? And who is this madman who has kidnapped me, she struggled to understand. Zelda chanced a look at the evil sorcerer's appearance. He's truly hideous, she thought.
It was true, her kidnapper, which she believed, had called himself, or rather itself, Ganon, looked like an overgrown pig. Dark greenish skin, a pig's snout and the small tusks of a boar were prominent of the creature's face and the dark robe it wore served to hide the rest of its body. Thank Hyrule for that, she thought.
Zelda couldn't even begin to guess how long it had been since she tried to contact someone...anyone, but her strength was severely limited and from the mountain she didn't think she could even reach the nearest town of Saria.
It's hopeless, she despaired. If no one can hear me how will I ever escape?
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Link stalked down one of the hundreds of passageways, which lay under Death Mountain, desperately in search of Princess Zelda.
Come on Link, he thought. Every second you waste endangers the princess's health even more. Plus, if you find her she might just reward you with a kiss.
Link smiled at the last thought remembering how beautiful the princess had looked when he had seen her in the last parade in Mido town's annual harvest time festival. However, the momentary break in Link's concentration left him susceptible to attack and attacked he was. Out of the darkness leapt two moblins and two stalfos. One of the stalfos made a lunge for Link, but quick reflexes saved him from being impaled.
"Hah! You're going to have to do better than that boney, if you'd like to take me out!" Link exclaimed, deftly parrying the skeletal warrior's next attack and responding in turn by decapitating it. The other monsters, which all wore smiles previously were suddenly knocked out of their stupor and all at once they, attacked Link. The fat moblin on Link's right threw his rusty spear towards Link, aiming for his chest. But Link's superior agility allowed him to duck in time, watching as it flew straight through the second stalfos's rib cage and into the other moblins chest, killing him instantly, but pinning both to the nearby wall.
"Ouch, that had to hurt," Link quipped, before stabbing the now unarmed first Moblin in the heart, and then turning around to deal with the struggling stalfos.
"Where is the princess being held?" Link demanded.
"Why's shouda I'se tells you'se 'dat?" The Stalfos spat back.
"Because if you don't, I will take you apart, piece by piece, or rather bone by bone." Link replied, after a brief pause.
For a second the red embers which the stalfos called eyes burned intensely red. Link hoped that this particular stalfos was not uncommonly brave, but rather was as cowardly as the rest of his brethren.
"Alright, Alright. I tells you'se wer she's been sent to, but..." hesitated that cowardly skeleton, "pleeze don't be tellin' Lord Ganon eet wuz me who told you'se 'dis."
"You have my word, good sir, er... good...skeleton?" Said Link, wondering what he should call the beast, and who exactly Lord Ganon is.
"She is in 'da prison, and eet's straight 'dat-a-way," the stalfos muttered, pointing to an especially large tunnel to Link's right.
"Thanks," Link replied, before calmly walking away, leaving the stalfos stuck to the wall with a spear protruding through its chest.