(A.N.) Full Summary - Link Avalon never knew his real parents. From what he was told by the orphanage, his mother died while giving birth to him and his father was killed in a street mugging. After years searching for a home, Link was finally accepted by a young woman by the name of Saria Forest.
When Link accidentally overhears something she shouldn't, it sends Link spiraling into a world he never knew existed. For the first time in years, Link finally has a home, he has friends and a life that holds meaning to him. What happens when everything Link loves is threatened? Can Link find the courage he needs to stand up to his enemies?
Hey guys! I'm back with this new version of, "The Green Knight." A lot has changed in character development - mainly for Link - and the plot is pretty different from the original fic by me.
This is sort of like a test chapter. It's more of a plot builder for me and, hopefully, a good hook to all the readers out there. Don't worry if you're confused after you read this chapter, you're supposed to be. The actual first chapter will be posted shortly, but I wanted to get this out first to start laying out the ground work.
I really hope that you all will enjoy this fic!
Disclaimer: I do not own TLOZ, nor am I affiliated with it what-so-ever. I make no money off of this. It is purely for enjoyment.
P.S. - The Green Knight will be written primarily in Link's POV
Enjoy XD
Update (6/5/13) - A small change in the summary was made; Link will overhear something terrible instead and he is in his senior year, not his junior.
The Green Knight - A Hero is Born
Prologue
It was a dark and stormy night. A hooded figure strode purposefully across the wet, muddy ground. There were no road signs or sidewalks at all in a visible radius, however the dark figure continued to walk on. Despite the moderate rainfall, the weather outside was oddly hot. Perhaps that was because it was late June and the weather in the city of Hyrule tended to get hot and humid during the summer months.
The hooded figure seemed to take no note of the dreary weather. In fact, the figure even stopped when a large, crudely maintained cemetery came into view.
After a few seconds, the figure entered the cemetery and walked deeper inside until a large, granite tombstone appeared on the left, just beside a cherry tree. The figure removed its black hood, revealing a man's face. All color had seemed to have vanished from his face, and he stood in front of the tomb looking down at the inscription that was etched in elegant font in the center of the granite. In his left hand rested a small bouquet of red roses, and the man slowly knelt down and placed them in front of the tombstone.
"I'm sorry, my dear. I'm so sorry for what they did to you..." The man whispered. Tears slowly began to form in his eyes until they finally fell down his face. The man covered his face with his hands and sobbed uncontrollably.
"What happened to your wife was a terrible tragedy."
The man jumped up and spun around. "W-who are you?!" He asked. His voice was rough but it was also laced with shock and fear.
A man stepped out from the shadows and slowly approached the man who was sobbing only seconds ago. "Who I am doesn't matter right now. As I said before, I am sorry for your lose."
The first man wiped away the wet tears from his face and cautiously lowered his guard. "Thank you. I still can't believe it's been five years..." He said as he ran a hand through his brown hair.
"I can help you." The second man offered.
The first man furrowed his eyebrows. "Help me? I don't need any help."
The second man nodded and took a step closer, a part of his face was shroud in darkness, but his red eyes were unmistakable. It sent a chill through the first man's body. "No, I suppose you do not. This city, however..."
"What about this city?" The first man asked curiously.
"Your wife was murdered in The Valley, was she not?"
"Y-yes...she was."
"But she loved this city, didn't she? Hadn't she spent years trying to help the poor and homeless?"
"What's your point?" The first man snapped.
The second man chuckled. "My point is, that things need to be changed. Your wife had the right idea, but she went about it the wrong way. I can help you with that. Let me help you save The Valley, wouldn't that be the best way to avenge your wife?"
"I...I don't understand. How can we save The Valley?"
"Don't worry about that right now." The second man was now only a few feet from him. He tossed a brown envelope on the grass. "Here, this is for you."
"What is it?" The first man asked, glancing down at the brown envelope.
The second man remained silent, and after a few seconds the first man knelt down and picked up the envelope. He opened it up and removed the contents.
It was boarding pass.
"What the hell is this?" The man asked angrily. "Do you expect me to go here? This flight is scheduled for tomorrow! Am I supposed to just pack up and leave with a notice? What about my son? What should I tell him?" He said angrily.
"I don't expect you to do anything. Only what is necessary to avenge your wife and save the lives of hundreds more." The second man replied calmly.
The first man remained silent and watched as the other man turned around and began to walk off into the distance.
"Why are you doing this? Why do you want to help someone you don't even know?" He asked.
The second man turned around and grinned. "We have a lot more in common than you think."
When the first man gave no response, the second man turned around again and walked off.
"Ask yourself this question: If there was anything you could do to bring your wife's murderer to justice, would you do it? If you can answer that question, then we can call ourselves allies." He exhaled, his breath crystallizing in the night air.
"And if I can't?" The first man asked.
The second man smiled. "Oh, I don't think you'll have a problem with that."
Before the second man could respond, the mysterious man disappeared into the night.
He stared off where the strange visitor was only moments ago. He looked back down the ticket and scoffed. "This is insane..." He looked back at his wife's tombstone, the man's question still ringing in his mind. He could, in fact, answer that question. It was yes, of course. If there was anything, anything at all he could do to avenge his wife and save the lives of others, he would do it.
"I'll do it for you, my love."