Crayle here: New story line! This one will make you either laugh or cry, or both. It's sad, and yet funny. It'll be a sort of life story about the Legend of Zelda characters. I'm gonna make half this stuff up. Don't worry, it'll be great, just read. Thanks and Enjoy! Onwards!
Prologue: In a house somewhere in Hyrule...
"Aah!" A scream was heard. A woman rushed about, gathering blankets and towels. "Oh, hurry up girl." She told herself. She ran back into a room where the scream had originated. Another woman, this one much younger looking, was on the bed, in pain...birth pains. The midwife hustled over, putting some blankets behind the woman, and some towels in the designated spot. (I'm not going to deep into birth stuff.) Than a baby appeared in the towels, a little boy with blonde hair, though it was hard to tell with the blood on him. The midwife took him gingerly, wiping him off, and cutting the umbilical cord. The new mother smiled tiredly. "It's a boy, a handsome boy!" The midwife exclaimed. The mother nodded. "His name will be Link." She whispered. The midwife smiled and set him in the mother's arms. The mother cringed in pain an screamed again. To the midwife's surprise, another baby appeared. Another little boy, only with black hair instead of blonde, and he was much paler. The midwife was just about to say, "It's another boy!" But the mother was gone, her glassy eyes staring at nothing. The two babies wailed, and the midwife took them both to another room and cleaned them. Than she took them into the forest, leaving them there. She didn't know if anyone would take the babies, so she left. (Sounds cruel, right?) What the midwife didn't know was that she's left them by The Great Deku Tree, which saw the action, and called some Kokori. The Kokori saw the children, and took them into their village to raise them as Kokori. The raven-haired child appeared dead, to the horror of the Kokori. They had no choice but to leave it in a field. They meant to bury him, but ran away when a certain Gerudo King was traveling through the field on horseback. Ganondorf stopped when he heard crying. He found the baby. He didn't want to raise the child, but something like pity moved his evil heart, and instead of leaving it to die, he thought he would indeed raise it, more as a personal henchman than as a son. He saw the child had crimson eyes, and he sensed room for evil teaching in the infant's heart. Thus the two children were raised so, apart from each other. But they would meet again...
Yep, just a prologue today, getting my mind in gear for super brainstorming. It's hard work being awesome, and humble too. (Jk) Sorry, no suggestions will be taken, unless to coincide with what I plan. It's not gonna be boring. And also, the characters will age slowly, since this is a life life story; we're not jumping ahead nineteen years. Review now, please! Crayle.
