This is the first attempt at writing a fanfic, so constructive criticism is appreciated.
I do not own any of this.
A very long time ago, a young boy named Link was traveling with his parents through the canyons of ancient Hyrule. One night while his parents were sleeping Link awoke to a full bladder and went to find a tree to relieve himself. Link traveled too far away from the campsite and with the fire already burned out Link was lost. So begins the story of the Hero of Time.
Link was scared and cold "what am I going to do" he thought
He had walked so long his feet had blisters and were bleeding. As a traveler he was accustomed to traveling long distances but never in such a panic unless he was being chased by Wolfos or something. Link was crying by now and just wanted to find somewhere safe.
"That looks like a good place to stop for a while" as he stood in front of a large bush. He curled up underneath the bush as low to the ground as he possibly could be. In the distance he could hear the Wolfo's crying of hunger. The boy wouldn't get any sleep but would have to wait till dawn before he could move.
The next morning Link headed in the direction of the sunrise "I sure am hungry. I wonder if mom and dad are looking for me" he thought. The boy kept walking hoping that he would eventually find someone.
After what seemed like forever to the boy, he came across a cave. He smelled food coming from the cave so he thought someone must live there and he was really hungry.
Link slowly walked toward the entrance and peeked into the cave to see if his assumptions were correct. Sure enough there was an old man sitting there next to a cauldron. The man had a long white beard and wore a red robe.
The man noticed the little boy at the entrance of his cave long before the child tried to enter. "What do you want boy!" the man shouted.
Link was startled by the man, and already scared because he was lost. The man walked toward him and repeated the question. "I said what do you want boy?"
The man stopped. He noticed something he hadn't seen in years. The boy's had had a symbol on it that was glowing. "Are you hungry boy?" The old man said
"Yes sir and I have lost my parents." Link said, still trembling.
The old man walked to Link and put an arm around him walking him to the table. He poured Link a bowl of porridge and asked "Where are you from boy?" Link replied with his mouth still full "Nowhere sir, we never really stay one place too long"
The old man knew exactly who the boy was. Link would need to get to the top of Death Mountain if he was going to make it.
"Boy, you must go to the top of Death Mountain if you wish to find your parents." The old man went over to an old dusty chest and takes out a very large sword and shield.
"It's dangerous to go alone. Take this" the old man said. The sword and shield were both much larger than the boy, but he took them and carried them as best he could.
With his stomach full Link set off in search of the path to Death Mountain. He could see the mountain from anywhere, but it seemed like a long journey to the child. "I think if I concentrate hard enough, I can beat those spiders away with the sword if I just spin really hard." And just like that Link was able to fend off the spiders and other small monsters on his way to Death Mountain.
After hours of traveling and with his feet still aching very bad from the blisters, he finally found the path he was searching for. "It didn't look so big from far away. This is going to take forever, but I hope I can at least see mom and dad."
As Link began his voyage up the mountain, he noticed the ground beneath him was moving. It was getting harder and harder for Link to stay in one place or even walk up any farther.
Just as Link was about to give up hope, it suddenly stopped moving. "Thank god" he thought.
It was that moment it started raining rocks from the sky.
Link ran in any direction he could to avoid getting hit by one of these very large rocks. Just then he saw something very big rolling in his direction. It was a boulder the size of an Octorok.
Link could not escape the size and speed of the oncoming boulder and was inevitably hit by the crushing rock.
