The Curse Awakes


Disclaimer: I do not own Zelda. Happy? Hope so.


I decided to start on a new Zelda story since the other one seemed to be so crappy. Anyway, this story is one of those long chapters, no script, AND it's third person omniscient POV. Don't like it? Well, deal with it, because this fic's gonna be awesome, and noone's gonna stop me. Er....

I base this fic on two things: 1) events that occurred to me that may have affected me in fate, in mental state of being or in physical condition. I do this because recent events always intrigue people. For example, I slipped on a banana last Sunday. -_- And 2) it's based on the game I'm making: LOZ, Curse of Hyrule. Yes, I made a game, it's a giant notebook with its own plot and such. I decided, I guess, that OoT needed a good sequel, and here you go. It's not the best, or may be the best. Anywho, I'd like you to READ and REVIEW. Come on folks, don't put me in denial.

I should get this started..

Oh, wait, Majora in this game helps Link here and there, not to mention he has some powers Nintendo didn't supply with... maybe. I'm sorry if I hadn't played the game, you sad bunch, but that's about all I know. Many apologies.


Link was not a happy child now. Transported back to his own time, his own age, the guy was lost. He hated where he lived. He preferred the adventure, the potential risk he always faced during his time. Now, he was bored and miserable.

Ever since he returned back to where he was, he was unappreciated. Navi was nothing. She mysteriously disappeared into darkness. The kids would all laugh at him again, and his thoughts were shrouded. Zelda seemed to always appear in his mind, and whenever he mentioned it, the kids would laugh, and make fun of him. Sometimes he would think of a thought and have it come out in the wrong way. The kids would all groan at it, shout grotesquely and share with other kids in the forest. His popularity rate was zero in the forest. It was like he was a de-magnet, his world so isolated and alone. Saria, his best friend, was gone, off to protect the Temple, like many other people he met on his journey.

Another miserable day, he thought, all those little kids just babbling about me. I hate my life... I'm so screwed.

But something was slightly different today, slightly askew. Link felt a queasy feeling in his gut... but he simply thought is was nothing but hunger.

But the feeling lingered after his 4th sandwich, with a few feelings of sickness as well. Link climbed down his tree house. For some reason, he wanted to do something that the other Koriki couldn't do. He knew very well that he was a Hyilian, therefore, he wasn't affected by the protected veil of the forest. He wasn't afraid. He could easily move the Koriki guard out of the way. His trusty Koriki Sword was still present - nobody said anything about returning it just yet. He walked towards the path of the exit to the bridge of the Lost Woods. He cared nothing about the insults that were thrown at him. He was a happy guy. Shoving the Koriki guard off to the side, he exited the Koriki Forest in an orderly fashion.

He loved the non misty air once more. The smell of adventure was in sight. His trusty Fairy Ocarina was still within his pack, so that was good news. He played Epona's Song to call upon his horse. And as expected, his steed came for him. The small horse used to be big and fast seven years ago, but this was the present time, and the small pony was just the right size for Link. Mounting on Epona, he rode the wind. The crisp morning air skimmed his face, briskly touching it before moving on.

Time moved very quickly. By the time he approached Hyrule town, it was nearing dusk. He was slightly exhausted from the run, but it was all worth it just to go through the gates of the town was the center of everything. He walked through.

The town was busy as it usually was. Dogs barking amuck, shoppers bustling around and games everywhere. He recently heard of a new section in the town, the second back alley, which was a small passageway behind the potion shop. He got such information from Majora, Link's only friend, whom wandered the Lost Woods now and then. He slipped through the alley quietly.

This new alley was slightly strange and askew. Link wandered around this small narrow alley. Nobody was there, but he felt a strange feeling, the same feeling when he was near something very important. Knowing this was another adventure, he went straight ahead, where that strange queasy feeling amplified.

Inside this giant building were many books, shelved neatly with a few lying on tables and such. Nothing seemed to intrigue him, but there was one man in the back, cloaked in black and standing, looking at a particular book very closely. Normally, Link wouldn't find this at all queer, but near this man, he was getting the willies. The man muttered words very slowly, but they soon became faster and louder, until the entire library was shaking. The man's voice was clear and deep. Link had no doubt who this was. This man's name is Ganondorf. The man struck fear in his words, and darkness swept across his face. The eternal darkness hit him so quickly, he was rendered unconscious.

Darkness quickly flew across the entire land, with Link not there to see it. The world of Hyrule was engulfed in a curse noone has ever seen. The many flowers of the Hyrule courtyard were quickly becoming man eating plants. The breezy wind became cruel as it howled and stroke the beings of Hyrule so unkindly. Ganondorf laughed at the people's misfortune. His job was done, he plunged the world into the world of fear once more, terrorizing their minds and eventually turning them mad. He almost walked out when something quickly ran in. Link was there for a second, and then all of a sudden, he was gone. Nothing left. Ganondorf shrugged and laughed. It didn't matter to him whether or not the boy disappeared, he did what he needed to. The Triforce was in his hands, he didn't care. All he needed were the rest of the pieces.

Majora quickly ran as fast as he could, keeping Link on his back. Running was one of his talents, so carrying Link on his back was easy to do while still keeping a steady pace. He kept running. He felt the wave of darkness follow behind him, making sure he wouldn't get away with the knocked out captive. Majora ran faster, faster than before. His friend wouldn't wake up soon, and the fate of Hyrule rested on the boy's shoulders.... and another persons. It was his job to return him to the protected veil of the forest. Only then, he would be safe. He almost made it, but he was fatigued. A little closer... He kept thinking to himself. Maybe it was the fact that the darkness gave up or Majora's legs got slightly longer, he had no idea. But he made it. The wave of black that was chasing him wildly stopped. He looked around. Nothing. He went through the secret trapdoor that led to the forest.


"Uuuuhhhh...." Link got up in his bed. He was in a thick blanket, with steam boiling next to him. Majora was sitting on a rocking chair, sharpening Link's sword, drinking some herbal tea now and then. Link was about to speak when Majora stopped him before he could talk. "Please," Majora said, "I'll explain everything."


Wasn't that great? Say yes, I don't care if it's a lie or the truth. I won't post the next chapter until I have FIVE, yep, count em, FIVE reviews from different people. I've had bad experiences with these long stories before, so I have to make sure you peoples really want this to keep going. I have ideas, you know.