I do not own Zelda, nor am I affiliated with Nintendo in any way...Except as a fanboy.
Before I get down to writing, I wanna warn you guys that this is my first attempt at a FanFic. So comments are not only welcome, by sought after.
The thunder of hooves, the clash of steel, and the moans of the dying. All this was muffled by the warm material of her masters hat. Enshrined as she was in His golden hair, Navi had time to bitterly reflect on what had happened to bring them to this junction. Her master and her once again riding out to quell a Gerrudo uprising.
It wasn't supposed to have happened like this. With Gannon defeated the land was supposed to be led to times of peace and justice, not teeter on the edge of a civil war. But somehow, with the land restored and the proper king enthroned, new trouble seemed to crop up almost weekly. And as the Royale Pain-in-the-ass was always ready to say: "It is the duty of the Hero to guard the people, and give them a standard to follow."
Finally, the sounds of combat outside ceased, and Navi cautiously peered out from her customary resting place. The field around them was trampled and bloody, men and women lay dead or dying all around them, their bodies full of arrows or dismembered by swords. Her master, Link, sat atop his horse, looking quite different from the boy she had awoken in the Forest a seeming eternity ago.
The promise she had seen when Link took up the Master Sword had been fulfilled. And having grown in the natural way, instead of sleeping for seven year, had given Link a more muscular appearance, and much older eyes. Gone was his traditional green tunic and white leggings. Instead Link had opted for a breastplate of hardened leather, adorned with hundreds of metal rivets. His boots were reinforced with heavy, Goron-forged, steel, and his leather leggings were reinforced on the thighs and shins with hardened leather. Though when not fighting, Link did prefer his traditional garb.
The commander directly under Link approached them, and snapped to attention with a crisp salute. "The rebels are all either surrendered or fled, sir." Unlike most people when talking to Link, the grizzled veterans face was not a mix of wonder and awe. Instead, his eyes bore a look of firm respect and trust. A man who knew wholly what an honor it was to serve under the legendary Hero of Time, but one who refused to be distracted by it.
Link shaded his eyes as he gauged the time by the sun. His squad had met the rebels just as they began their march into the dessert, lately the Gerudo, and other factions, had been banding together, marching to the dessert temple, and then running raids on the Hylian country-side. Naturally the crown frowned on that sort of thing, so the Royal army had had its hands full trying to stop the raiding parties before they got to the farmlands. If any more crops were burned, it could start a deadly famine by winter. Finally, Link answered the man.
"Round up all those surrendered and post a guard. Treat the injured, both theirs and our own. Set out at first light for the capital, you have command until then."
The man snapped a salute to Link. "Yes Sir! May I ask where you will be while we march?"
Link smiled indulgently, despite his legendary status, many of the veterans still thought of him as a child, who needed to be monitored. "I'll be heading to lake Hylia and the Zora city, they've sent a couple messengers to the palace asking for aid, so I figured I'd take a look and report to Her Majesty what I find out." With that, Link nudged Epona and set off at a brisk trot, leaving the commander to take care of the details.
"All right Navi, you've been buzzing around my head like an irate mosquito for about ten minutes now, what is it?" Despite his words, Link smiled at the fairy, she had remained his closest friend ever since the Deku Tree sent her to him.
"Excuse me, mister Hero of Time, big time general SIR! I was just wondering if you intended on eating." During her tirade, Navi alighted on the saddle horn directly in front of Link, and after a pause to catch her breath: "And another thing, fairies most certainly do not BUZZ, we're much too graceful for that." That said, she turned her tiny nose up at him and crossed her arms, waiting for an apology.
Link remained smiling through her entire outburst. "I'm sorry Navi, I should have known better than to insult the perfection that is you, most beautiful of the fairies." Link bowed to her extravagantly. "And to answer your question, no. We're riding strait on to the Zora, and Ruto always insists on forcing a meal on me." Links face grew taut, "And it's always fish, I don't think I can look any sort of fish in the eye after the number of ways I've seen her prepare them. And her favorite is still raw." Link shuddered at the thought of a cold piece of fish presented as food.
Navi simply smiled, knowing that while his official mission was a diplomatic one. Link could never pass up an opportunity to not only see his old friend, but try some fishing in Hylia's well-stocked waters.
Yeah, it's short, I know. But it's more of a teaser thing until I decide exactly how I want this story to run. But to those who read it, one question: do you think I should include what happened in Majora's Mask to this? (As you can probably tell, this follows OoT, and MM is technically part of that.) So comment are welcome. And hopefully you guys will like how this thing rolls!