Rip's notes: hey guy's this will be my story but I will have alot of help from Tide cause im not that good apparently, seriously, I couldn't spell shit until I met her... Literally and figuratively... and this will have spoilers to her story, a little not much, and if I get anything wrong the time line or anything just tell me, All I did was wiki it and watch the beginning of a play through, I also read the Ocarina of Time manga. So yeah Link is my favorite Nintendo character. And I don't know sh*t about the most of his adventure, hey at least I'm being honest with you people... Oh yes the disclaimer.

I don't own Legend of Zelda.

Oh one last thing Tide wrote said poem in this chapter.

Chapter 1 I died...

(spoilers for Tide's pirate story, thingy... Majiggly... Whatever. If ya don't want to get this portion of spoiling just skip till I say no more spoilers...)

I held my Aztec dagger in one hand and a large long sword in the other as I swung both at my sister who made some annoying comment about my slowness while dodging the blade. Apon righting herself she stabed me multiple time in the chest and not to mention the lead ball that went through my brain shot from one of her allies. The only thing keeping me alive was my dagger. a gift from The God of the Underworld that made the holder invincible. But still, that bullet fuckin hurt. I roared as suddenly she had cut the hand holding my dagger, I felt the coldness, I felt myself.

My name is Grimm I first entered the world as a dragon, then a wolf now im human. I lived for centuries traveling world's in different bodies. After dying I would go onto the next world. My sister is in for a surprise when she finally dies I know it won't be me though. My soul is reaped from my body, not much I can do, other then move on to the next world. I am Death in the flesh I will never die I will just keep moving.

Death is like a thief in the night

No dagger, no knife

Come to steal precious life

We know not when he will come

Maby war or in the dead of night

Death is not but a farmer, waiting for ripe fruit to reap

he mourns fruit that wither to early or chokes themselves out

But death does not embrace all

for Two roam the world, imortal and un aging

Never to ripen, they are his extentions his arms that reach

Far and wide

They can't stop moving, if they wait around they watch their friends wither and die,

while they stay

never aging.

(SPOILERS OVER KIDDIES)

Grimm opened his eyes lazily wondering what world fate has thrown him into this time. feeling around himself, he found he still had his dagger but his sword had been replaced with two small scythes which he noticed were made of black iron from the underworld one of his favorite substances. He also now was wearing a large black cloak and hood that covered everything but his hands. Also checking if he could morph he focused his eyes turning red and his closk morphing into scales. He was now a 27 foot fire breather with a 14 foot wing span. Snorting he changed back into human form. pulling off his hood to see a black haired Skinny looking teen with curly hair looking back from a reflection in a puddle. " I see you've been trying out your new body" he whiped around at the voice only to see an beautiful woman with light shining forth from her. " I am Hylia Goddess of these lands, I brought you here to help my hero restore the boundaries of death that have been thin for ages allowing the dead to rise, tyrants live for eternity, and the loss of souls." "Now why should I help you." he questioned crossing his arms at the goddess that stood mere feet from him. "because you 'are' death and it's your sovereign duty to keep death in check..." she replied also crossing her arms.

"Fine." he stated, she had a point if he didn't who would, certainly not some stereo typical hero that ends up failing and dieing in the end. Besides he had nothing to lose. "take this and give it to the hero." taking a the large parcel in the shape of a sword from the godess,

he jumped from the over hanging cliff, morphing into a dragon gasping when he found that it wasn't a cliff, but an island hanging from nothing in the sky.

Link's pov...

Our hero in green had been having quite the crapy day first his scarlet loftwing had gotten lost, the he and said loftwing had gotten themselves stuck in a storm. The lighting struck a near floating island near Link throwing him off The Bird, who squawked in fright of the lightning and flew away leaving him on the god forsaken rock.

Sighing Link pulled out some bread he had packed. He knew he shouldn't have gone... But something kept tugging at the hero's heart telling him to head west. The suddenly a skeleton jumped down from the tree he was under holding a sword getting ready to stab the blade into him. Link quickly kicked the wretched creature off.

He really wished he still had the Master Sword. The skeleton was ontop of him again trying to bite his neck when it was wrenched off by a hooded stranger, who then hefted the skeleton onto his shoulders and threw it over the edge. "Great... So your Hylia's Hero?"

RIPS NOTES #2

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