Author's note: I really don't like the name of my Zora OC in this story, so if anybody has any

suggestions, I would really appreciate them :) Also, this story doesn't have a lot of action. There's an awful lot of dialogue and a bit of ridiculousness, so if you don't like that, don't read it :)

Legend of the Wind Fish

Chapter One: Waterfall

Did you ever hear the Ballad of the Wind Fish when you were just a young Hylian? And when

you heard it, did you ever wonder what it was about? You wouldn't know unless you were one of the wind fish. Or one of the few humans who can speak their native tongue.

The wind fish. Most call them the Zora. The ballad recounts the tale of two lovers who could never be, because one of them wasn't human. One of the two called it off to go with their human partner, and the Zora spent the rest of its days utterly miserable.

I am not a Zora.

In fact, I am pretty far from the majestic creatures that roam hidden parts of Hyrule. My name is Emmeline. My father barely gets by on the money he earns selling magic beans, and my mother ran off to join the Gerudo thieves. For a few years, my life was horrible, but then I began to enjoy it.

I could do whatever I wanted. My mother didn't have enough of a moral compass to stop me, and my father was just happy with the rupees I brought home. Because of this, I explored everywhere and had friends in high places. I'd done everything; I'd shopped in the Hylian market, seen live Dodongos atop Death Mountain, played the ocarina in the Kokiri forest, even trained with the Gerudo for a time. I was almost invincible, and could be doubly invisible.

The only two places I couldn't access were Zelda's castle, because nobody could, and wherever the Zoras were, because they couldn't be found. It was annoying, but couldn't be helped.

I'd lived this way for 15 years before anything in my life changed. I was at Hyrule Castle Town, amongst a huge crowd of people, yelling my bids, just trying to get an empty bottle. A flash caught my eye. I turned to see a young boy who couldn't have been older than 12. I wasn't sure what had caught my eye; the fairy next to him or the huge emerald he was carrying.

Or maybe it was because he was dressed like a complete freak. His blonde hair stuck out everywhere, and everything he was wearing was green from head to toe. He sure stood out in this crowd of richly dressed, well-groomed Hylians. Come to think of it, he didn't even look like a Hylian.

"200 RUPEES!!!" I screamed, frustrated. This wasn't worth it at all, but I couldn't go home empty-handed after promising my father a jar for his beans.

I felt a jar being pressed into my hands. Had I won? No... this jar was scratched and dingy, not smooth and sparkly like the one up for bid. Not only that, but there was some sort of bug in it.

I looked around to see the small boy staring at me. "Sorry little boy, I've got enough second-hand stuff already."

He scowled intensely. "I could tell. That's why I thought you might not want to waste half your life's savings. Anyway, I'm not a 'little boy,' I'm 12."

"Yeah, and I'm 15. You're a little boy. Where are your parents?"

He frowned and shrugged. "I'm a Kokiri," he said simply, as if that would explain everything.

"Yes," I said impatiently, "so you're a kid forever. That doesn't mean that you just fell out of the sky.

"I don't have parents," he insisted.

"Fine. I'm out of here." I whistled for my friend Malon's horse Epona, hopped on and rode back home. I proudly presented my father with a jar filled with beans I'd collected along the way. "Here, daddy, now the beans won't go bad!"

He grabbed a handful of beans, but I stopped his hand before it could reach his mouth. "Dad, you can't eat all our income!"

He sighed and threw the beans down where they immediately shrivelled up. "I'd be eating you if I was eating our only income."

I shivered. "Dad, I can't finance a family... why don't you write to mom for help?"

"Yes, because the Gerudos just love men. I assure you, Nabooru is better off not knowing or remembering her family.

"But we're not!" I yelled, frustrated. "We're going to starve to death soon, and you know that, and you refuse to admit it! I'd do better on my own!" I turned away, furious, hopped the fence on my way, kicked an Octorock, and climbed a long steep hill, all the while hearing the loud chewing of magic beans.

When I reached the top, I sat on the plaque in front of the famous Windy Falls. I wished I had joined the Gerudos when I was invited to. Living off whatever I could take... now that's a dream life!

I stared at the rushing water. So desperate to get nowhere, because there was nowhere it needed to be... I wanted to be like that. In my anger, I threw myself at the waterfall without stopping to think.

Down I went... happy, peaceful. For about five seconds. Then I heard a sharp crack, and realized that it was my head. Wow, it sure is dark underwater...