New story set in modern day Hyrule. Hopefully this will be less depressing as Saviour. Please review :)
Message from the Past
It has been nearly 600 years since the events of Ocarina of Time... 600 years since the Hero of time saved to small Kingdom of Hyrule from the evil sorcerer Ganondorf... 600 years since he had saved a princess... 600 years since she had sent him back in time to regain his missed childhood... And 600 years since they had last set their eyes on each other.
For 600 years the story of the Legend of Zelda had been passed down from generation to generation until it had become a widely celebrated fairytale, not one person in the United Republic of Hyrule and its surrounding neighbours hadn't heard of the boy who travelled in time to vanquish the evil and rescue the fair maiden.
This hero had many names, many forms and many incarnations ironically nobody knew of the hero's true identity. His name and his appearance had been lost in the annals of time. The only true significant memory of the hero was that he was depicted to be clad in a green tunic with windsock-shaped hat wielding the remarkably recognisable Master Sword.
A sword which, like her master, had been lost within the vastness of time and the great expanse of the world. When each hero had liberated the kingdom the illusive Master sword switched its resting place.
Some say it lay in the prestigious Temple of Time, guarded by a huge stone door behind the alter, only to be opened when the hero had collected the three sacred stones and learned the song of Time on the Ocarina of Time.
The other rumour was that it had been hidden inside a great forest, protected by puzzles and mysterious guardians.
The secret to finding these places was with the Beautiful Princess Zelda. The One chosen by the Goddesses Din, Nayru and Farore to safeguard the Triforce of wisdom. She was also bestowed with unrivalled grace and was intelligent beyond her years.
Then how the hell was she always being kidnapped. Zelda thought to herself. She could never quite understand how the Princess was always kidnapped and how she always had to rely on a hero to save her. It was so cliché. Even though the princess had the so called 'wisdom' too have possibly thought of a way to prevent all these disasters in the first place.
Although Zelda, like her namesake, couldn't deny that she to wished for a handsome hero to save her from the darkest depths of life and, in her opinion, too much homework. Even she dreamed of a hero that would whisk up onto his stallion and they would ride away into the sunset. Zelda giggled to herself; she was such a little girl sometimes.
Unfortunately reality came crashing down upon her when she heard her younger sister's familiar distressed scream. Zelda immediately sat on the side of the young girl's bed holding her tightly in an effort to comfort the troubled girl.
'It was another one of those nightmares again. Wasn't it?" Zelda knew the answer before she even had to ask it. She knew her 12 year sister better than anyone. The two were so alike and so inseparable. The only thing that parted the sisters was their four year age gap. They were more like twins...no wait they were more like two parts of the same person. They had a firm, unbreakable and unfathomable bond.
'I saw mum again." Ellie said in a hushed whisper between her sobbing. Zelda froze it had been a while since Ellie had dreamt of their mother's death. Ever since their beloved mother was tragically killed in a car accident only three short years ago. With her passing their devoted father, who had just become the president of the United Republic of Hyrule (the monarchy had long been diminished some centuries ago due to an uprising of citizens demanding a democracy. The King at the time didn't protest saying that it was his duty to his people) had become distant and cold. He no longer held the sisters, they no longer laughed or played together. Instead he employed Impa, a sheikah woman from Kakariko and a close family friend, to be their nanny and to care for their every need.
The girls never saw their father, apart from the rare occasion when they were forced to attend an extremely uncomfortable formal dinner with him. Little speech would be passed between the family and the girls were always relieved when it was over. The girls no longer lived with their father as it was too much of a strain on his work. Ellie hated him for this. Zelda on the other hand just pitied the man she had to call her father. She had seen him many times on the television he looked so empty, drained and emotionless. She knew he wasn't living anymore; he was just existing. He had lost everything dear to him. Including the sisters.
Impa had once said it was because of the sister's uncanny resemblance to their late mother. It hurt their father seeing so much of their mother in them but not having her presence around them. Their appearance was a constant reminder that he could've saved her but instead chose his work over his family.
"Mum told me that a shadow was returning and we must rely on the past to help us in the future.' Zelda pulled Ellie away from the embrace looking deep into her violet eyes. The young girl showed only truth in her eyes. "She was right. I could feel the darkness all around me like it was trying to suffocate me. A black cloud covered Hyrule. There was nothing to stop it and...and..." Ellie trailed off as a fresh stream of tears fell from her youthful eyes. Ellie clutched onto her sister's pyjama top for dear life and sobbed. Zelda wrapped her arms around the girl once again and the two just sat, comforted by each other's embrace in the silence of the night.
After what seemed like an age, Ellie, removed herself from her older sister's arms. Zelda glanced down a her sister's now smiling face. Using the cuff of her pyjama's, Zelda wiped away the remaining tears that stained her face.
"Hey sis." Started Ellie nervously.
"Yes?" Replied Zelda having the slightest feeling that Ellie was going to ask something.
"Can you play that song." Ellie paused. "you know the one mum always sang for us."Zelda let out a small laugh.
"Of course." Both Zelda and Ellie smiled. Who needed a father when they had each other. Zelda kissed Ellie on the forehead before helping her get back into bed and settled. Gracefully she got up and took their mother's cherished harp off the shelf and began to sing:
Oh youth, Fly over us, down through the clouds, Follow your dreams, never fear, for The goddess watches over you, My friend and hope, this was destined Fly over us, down through the clouds, Follow your dreams, never fear, for
guided by the servant of the goddess,
unite earth and sky, and bring light to the land.
Though it's legend, it could still be true.
I'll be with you, if only in your dreams.
Her messenger.
To all come down to you.
Though it's legend, it could still be true.
I'll be with you, if only in your dreams.
Ellie soon fell into a peaceful slumber. Zelda smiled at her harmonious sister. She cared for Ellie dearly and never whished it upon anyone to be cursed like they were. With once final glimpse at her slumbering sister before she too let the night claim her.
Little did she know...the fate of Hyrule was about to change.
And a hero was about to awaken.