Hyrule's Messiah
Link is Hyrule's Messiah. The only question is, can he protect Hyrule from the oncoming evil? Will Link be able to convince a stubborn people that war is coming? Link isn't the Messiah the people want, but he is the one they need.
Author's Note:
This chapter is only a prologue, so please excuse the length. I do plan on completing this story. Thanks for your time.
Chapter 1 - The Legend Begins.
The fire was so bright, and the heat was excruciating. The smoke made Link's eyes burn as he hurried himself out of the house, avoiding all the areas that were now collapsing. Shuffling from room to room, Link had little time to escape before the room caved in, blocking his exit through the door. "No!" Link cursed as his life was ending around him and his only exit was blocked. Link had the option of escaping through a window, but the doorway gave-way under the pressure of the burning building. All around Link there was fire, smoke, and the heat that made him sweat, and his head swim. Link shook the approaching darkness that was attempting to invade his mind, and put him to his final sleep, yet his eyes closed, burning with the smoke, and heavy with interrupted sleep.
"Hang on!"
A voice, in the midst of chaos. Did someone come to save Link?
A thought crossed Link's mind, 'Why? Who is it that came to save me? I'm nobody. I'm nothing. Who is it that thinks I'm worth saving..?'
The darkness clouded Link's mind and he fell out of consciousness, One last thought crossed his mind.
'Well, No one will miss me.' It was a selfish thought, but Link lived a simple life, alone. Link lost all his family when he was young. He didn't have anyone who would miss him.
Link's mind kept going, dreaming about what little life he had.
Link kept dreaming, unconscious, but still alive.
Link's mind kept going until he regained control over his mind, slowly awaking from his smoke induced sleep.
Light was the first thing that crossed his mind.
'Where am I?'
Link opened his eyes, feeling the weight of his body, he attempted to sit up.
"No, don't move. Your lungs are full of smoke, and your covered in burns. It will take you awhile before you can move without pain." A gentle voice came from Link's right. Link moved his eyes, and was greeted with a kind smile from a tall man dressed in a dark green tunic. "Who are you?" Link's voice surprised him, as it came out scratchy and rough.
The man sat back relieved, "Good, your voice is okay. I'm Rusl, Head commander of the Hyrule knights."
Link knew that the Hyrule Knights were a elite group of soldiers loyal to the King and Queen of Hyrule. They protected Hyrule in any way the crown commanded. To be one of them, was an honor, and spoke wonders about one's reputation.
Link gave a struggled cough. "And, You saved me?"
Rusl leaned forward. "I saved you yes, why do you sound so amused?" Link gently shook his head.
"It would have made no difference to me." A fit of deep coughing took Link, as Rusl gently set him back down against his bed.
Rusl stood up, "Well, I believe it made a difference. I know about you Link, you don't have anything. I can help you get everything. You just need to rest. When your back on your feet, I would like you to join the Hyrule Knights."