So before I begin I would like to dedicate this story entirely to TheLegends4 for helping me start my career on Fanfiction, so huge thanks man. I would also like to thank him for letting me use some of his original charectars.
Chapter 1: First day on the job
Link Faron got out of his white Ford Fusion with the biggest smile ever imaginable. He breathed in deeply, calming himself for this moment. Being a Castle Town policeman was no easy feat, and to start a sergeant was almost unheard of; especially for his age. He looked at the building that loomed over him and gasped, the reality of the moment finally setting in. His thoughts were soon interupted by an officer yelling at him.
"Hey, jackass you're kinda hogging the sidewalk, move it or I'll detain ya on the spot." The man yelled.
Link grinned sheepishly, "Sorry!" He exclaimed, moving out of the way. 'Great,' he thought. 'First day on the job, and I'm just great at making new friends.' Link took a final deep breath, and walked in.
Once he was in, his world transformed right before him; he saw flat screened computers, and beige filing cabinets all over the room. Each officer had his own desk, and he saw his name on an office. The room was painted a dark aqua color, pictures of past chiefs everywhere. In the back of the room was an office belonging to the current chief. He made his way to the back of the room, putting on a detirmined face he knocked on the chief's door.
"Enter." A monotone voice sounded from the other side.
Link turned the handle and walked in. The chief stood with her side to him, going over criminal files.
"Ah Faron, come in, sit," she said, "how are you today?" She asked.
"I'm doing well ma'am." He replied.
"First off, don't call me ma'am; call me Impa, like everyone else." Impa said.
"Yes ma- Impa." Catching himself.
"The job is fairly straight forward, you do a few press conferences, patrol your route, and do your paperwork. Any questions, Link?"
"No, thank you chief." he replied.
"Good, you're secretary Saria will fill you in on the details when she gets here." Link stood up, shook the chief's hand, and proceeded towards his office. He found a folder on his desk entitled: Basic Police proceedures. He sat down and began to read. He began to remember his job interview.
'Link walked into the station with his basic information and résumé in his arm. He knocked on the cheif's door, ready for whatever befell him.
"Enter." The voice sounded monotone, and exhausted. Link began to wonder what kind of person the chief was.
Link opened the door, and was greeted by a wall full of pictures. He quickly scanned the wall looking for any clues as to the chief's personality. He saw pictures of hunting trips, canoeing trips, graduations, and past chiefs.
"Mr. Faron please have a seat," she said, "I'm very pleased too meet you. It says here that you graduated from high school with exceptionally well grades, you turned down a full-ride scholarship from the Hyrule Institute of Languages, Acedemics and Intelligence, the most pristine college in all of Hyrule, to serve your country, becoming the youngest captain in Hyrule's history, receiving a Medal of Honor from the queen, and you were a intern in Time Corp., our largest producer, is that correct?" She fineshed.
He smiled sheepishly, "You make it sound more impressive than it really is."
"Mr. Faron you are an amazing person, but you seem outrageously over-qualified for a police officer, have you tried applying at the Hyrule Intelligence Agency?" She asked.
"I'm not cut out for spy work," he said, "I want to be on the front lines protecting the people of this city!"
Impa clasped her hands hands, pursing her lips, "Well I can't hire you as an officer but, I do have a suitable position for you. Welcome to the force, congratulations sergeant." She smiled.
Link's face lit up like a Christmas tree at the sound of her words, "Thank you so much cheif! I won't let you down! When do I start?"
"Well just don't expect any special treatment just because you're a war hero!" She barked, "I want you here, bright and early at 6:00 Sharp on Monday morning, now vacate the premises, double time!" She comanded.
"Yes ma'm!" Link sounded. He walked out of her office hearing "I'm not a ma'am!" He thought to himself, 'I will never understand women...'
Link had met his secretary, who had somehow already set them up on their first date. He had finished his paperwork and returned to his apartment late that night. He collapsed on his living room couch and blacked out; not noticing the dark figure placing a camera in his kitchen.
This chapter is shorter than the others will be. That is due to the fact I haven't gotten into the plot yet. See you next time. And yes, I do know about the heavy dialogue; it will get better, but what do you expect in an interview?