Author's Note:

I do not own The Legend of Zelda. Rights belong to Nintendo. I do own my character and the storyline.

This is an AU (Alternate Universe) story that takes place after OoT and MM, were it to be on the official Zelda timeline. In this AU, despite Link and Zelda's efforts to protect the Sacred Realm, Ganondorf once again obtained the Triforce of Power, with the Triforce of Wisdom going to Zelda and the Triforce of Courage going to Link, but this time, Link managed to kill Ganondorf before he was able to ruin Hyrule as he did in the previous timeline. Peace returned to Hyrule after this, and many years have passed since then.

My OC knows everything about the Legend of Zelda, from the very first Link and Zelda to the most recent. (An: LoZ to SS.) Even so, he will still have no idea what awaits him in Hyrule.

Chapter 1: A New Hero

Unknown POV

Deep within the Gerudo Fortress, I stand while rummaging through papers, having no time to sit and relax. Twinrova, the twin witches who raised the Evil King, kept their files here, and these were the documents that I was now breezing through. I could only hope that the sisters would be able to tell me who the new defender of the world would be; so that I would be prepared for the newcomer and put an end to him before he could ruin my plans. I could handle the Hero of Time, Link, coming up against me; Chosen Hero or not, I would not let one mere boy get in my way. If that had been my only obstacle, I wouldn't've had any reason to be concerned, but there was also the matter of this new, as of yet unnamed hero, and that worried me. I had no way of knowing what he was capable of, so I had to put an end to him BEFORE he was able to awaken as the hero.

Continuing in my search, I stumble across a document titled the "Song of Swords", or some such nonsense, but quickly discard it, deeming that it was not the article I needed. Finally finding the spell I required - a spell that could summon any one person I desired, regardless of time or distance - I take it off of the stack and stuff it into my pocket, rushing out to gather the ingredients I needed, not caring if the other papers I left behind were out of order and laying in unorganized piles where I had sat them. Someone else of lesser importance could tend to that.

Cody's POV

On Earth, I fell forward and my face hit the sidewalk once again as the two basketball players slammed me down. Laughing cruelly, they jogged off down the street, not wanting to be late for practice. I groaned softly, not moving from this position, just as my best friend, Amy, saw me and ran to my side to check on me.

"Are you ok?" she asked, worried that I might have been hurt. "I just decided to taste the sidewalk today." I retorted as I normally did, fake licking the ground and mumbling, "I taste chocolate...with a hint of blood."

Amy helped me up, sighing but then giggling softly with me over my comment. "You goof." She snickered, nudging me playfully.

After a moment, though, Amy lost all her playfulness, her voice suddenly taking on an extremely serious tone as she said, "You need to stop being so weak. You can't just let them bully you like that. Get up and fight next time! Don't just lay there like a wimp!"

I sighed. "I don't mean to be weak, Amy, but in case you haven't noticed, I'm not as strong as them; I wouldn't stand a chance." I told her, inwardly adding, Not to mention, they're the principal's sons, and I'm sure I'd get in trouble if I did fight back.

Ordinarily, Amy was a nice girl, but as would be expected from most redheads, she did have a temper that often showed itself when I did something that annoyed her. During those times, it seemed like she had an evil split personality, it was so wildly different from her usual self.

After a moment or two, she softened, feeling bad over her initial harshness with me. "I'm sorry, Cody." She said, her golden colored eyes locking with my green ones, "Well, I need to get home. I'll see you later!"

I smiled at her, watching happily as she got into her Ford GT 500.

Amy was a rich girl, but yet, somehow, she thought of me, a poor guy barely able to pay for a house, as her best friend. We had been friends since I first enrolled there at the college three years ago, but I never asked or accepted money from her; I was content with my life, so long as the people I cared about were in it.

Getting into my little junker of a car, I drove back to my small house, thankful that it was Friday.

Once I reach home, I park my car and walk inside. 'Finally, I can relax.' I thought, 'Got to love weekends.'

With that, I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch, picking up the TV remote and aiming it at the television; however, just as I was about to click the power button on the remote, the sky outside suddenly and mysteriously darkened.

"Strange…" I muttered out loud as I wandered over to the window, They didn't say it was going to rain today...

Seeing that the sky was indeed dark and cloudy, I grab my jacket and head outside for a better look, but no sooner did I get out the door than I was grabbed and pulled into a portal, without warning and before I could even react. Once on the other side of the portal, I immediately look around, shocked to discover that below me there is no ground, but merely the opening of a volcano, some several hundred feet below. I was just hovering there somehow! I wanted to run, but to where? Supposing that I was on some sort of invisible platform, I wouldn't know where to walk. I had barely begun to consider my options when a voice spoke above me.

"It pains me to do say this, but I'm afraid I must kill you now. You're far too great of a threat to leave alive. Good-bye, Hero of Blades." At that, I find myself plunging to the lava below.

Does it really end like this? I thought, Is this really how I die? And why? I'm not a hero... Never in my life had I thought that it would end like this.

Crystal's POV

I sat on my sofa in my small apartment in New York City, drawing a sketch of a new character for the Zelda series - a new Princess of Hyrule. Despite not being fluent in Japanese, I had miraculously been hired by Nintendo and was now one of the artists that were working on new characters for the next installment in the Zelda series. She was Zelda's sister, second heir to the Throne of Hyrule.

There, you're almost done. I thought, drawing an intricate tiara on her head, Now I just need to give you a name.

Why I had been so compelled to create this concept character so suddenly, I didn't know. I had had a dream about me doing so the previous night, and afterward just couldn't get the idea out of my head. I sighed contentedly as I looked out the window. Cloudy skies and rain - my favorite type of weather. I looked back at my drawing and smiled wistfully.

I wish I could be as beautiful as you are. I thought, looking at the slender girl in my drawing. I had never been as thin as her as most girls. I wasn't really fat, mind you, just not exactly perfect, and deep down, I hated that.

I closed my eyes and dreamt away about what it would be like to live in Hyrule, a place where people had noble minds, pure hearts, and good always won over evil. A tear fell down my face.

If only it could be real. I thought with a sigh.

At that moment, I heard a somewhat strict but caring female voice call my name. I got up to answer the door, laughing to myself as I did; this was exactly the voice I'd always imagined for Impa from Ocarina of Time.

"Strange, though," I muttered to myself, "I don't know anyone with that voice." I cautiously peeked out the door, and a hand grabbed my arm, firmly but gently.

"Crystal, I need you to come with me." The stranger said, her voice firm but gentle. I directed my gaze to her face, finding that she looked a lot like Impa would if she were living in our world, with round ears like us. She was probably middle-aged, with white hair, and reddish-brown eyes. She wore a purple T-shirt with matching purple shorts and black sneakers.

"What?!" I asked, trying to pull away.

"Don't ask questions now. You're in danger. We haven't the time." And with that, she whisked me downstairs and into a supply closet, pulling me into a golden portal that shimmered and disappeared behind us after we'd entered it.