Heyoo! So I know I've only written Miraculous fanfics and all that, but I wanted to try something new, (even if Breath of the Wild did come out 2 flippin years ago which is CRAZY), but hey! We're on this earth to try new things, right? So that's what I'm gonna do. (And I've been wanting to write this for ages but I never found the time rip.)
Restoration process complete. Waking occupants…
A sliver of light pierced the man's eyes as he slowly opened them, wincing as his vision was flooded with blue light. First thought to run through his head: Where am I? What's going on? To answer that first question, he was in some sort of… bed? Tub? A strange liquid was draining around him, and as it's cool touch was leaving his body, he felt more awake. Despite that feeling however, he couldn't find the strength to move. It was almost as if he'd been sleeping for 100 years.
Who am I? The thought struck him as odd. Shouldn't he know is own name? He stared at the blue light as an unusual structure or… design came into focus. His eyes widened. Link… I'm Link. What a strange name. Link blinked a few times, before finally sitting up, propping himself up with his arms. He was surprised he didn't creak like a rusting door. He certainly felt 100 years old.
The air around him was strangely warm and stuffy. It smelled old. He looked around the weird room, stopping only when he saw another tub bed right next to his. Even more strange, was that someone sitting in that bed, just like him, was staring right back at him. Except… it was a girl. She had long golden hair and dazzling green eyes that were filled with relatable confusion. Her face was soft and round, and yet she seemed stubborn and full of an attitude to fight. She was wearing a sleeveless dark blue dress that looked more like a long shirt tied with a string around her waist.
Silence swirled around the two, making Link's thoughts and questions run wild. It was making his head hurt. So, he took the initiative and spoke. "I'm Link." He said, surprised by how his voice sounded. It was basically a whisper, barely audible. His throat felt dry and unused. Huh. Weird.
The girl blinked a couple of times before replying. "I… I'm Zelda… I think." She murmured, her voice sounding just as weak as his.
Again silence fell over them, before a flash of blue light caught their attention. They both looked over, only to find a strange looking pedestal. Link glanced at Zelda before swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing. He slowly walked over to the structure, noticing how cold the ground was on his feet. He heard light footsteps behind him and soon Zelda was standing next to him. She was keeping her distance though.
They both looked down at the structure, only for it to flash again and… change. A small flat device lifted up and spun around to reveal an orange and blue design that resembled an eye. The orange designs on it pulsed like a heartbeat as the device sat there, almost like it was waiting for someone to pick it up. So, naturally, Link took a step forward and picked it up. He turned the device over in his hands, staring at the blank side. The eye design suddenly appeared before him, making a strange little sound.
Zelda inched closer, staring at the device with large eyes. "What is it?" She asked.
As if to answer her question, the device made another little sound and words appeared on the screen. A female voice emanated from the device and began to read the words out loud. Link almost dropped the thing in surprise.
"Link! Zelda! If you're hearing this you're finally awake. Sweet! Listen, this is the Sheikah Slate, okay? Impa and I know that the restoration process will probably mess with your minds a little… sorry… we had no choice... so that's why I prepared this nifty little recording for you two! Aren't I just the greatest? Anyways… you guys have been asleep for the past 100 years. I've set up a little… whatcha call it… guide? That should help you guys. Just follow the yellow dot okay? Your goal right now is to find Purah. That's me. The dot should lead you to me once you get out of the shrine. Oh, and if you see anymore pedestals like the one you're hopefully standing by, just hold the slate up to it and everything should work as fast as a snap! Anyways, hope you two find me when you wake up! I'll probably be all old and wrinkly haha. Unless I find a way to reverse that…" The voice faded away. Link stared at the so called Sheikah Slate, his mind running faster than he thought possible. Restoration process? What in Hylia's name is that? And have I really been asleep for 100 years?!
Link glanced over at Zelda, who looked just as stunned as he did. Whir… click! Link looked back down at the pedestal only to see it had returned to normal. Then something else caught his attention. An opening had appeared in the wall.
Curious, Link quickly jogged over to the opening and into a similar looking room, except it was longer. It was filled with rusty barrels, large boxes, and broken crates. A chest caught his attention. He walked over to it and squatted down, setting the Sheikah Slate on the ground. He opened the chest, smiling as he saw some clothes. Quickly, he reached in and grabbed the pile, frowning as he felt the scratchy fabric itch his hands and arms. He sat down and sorted out the clothes, instantly pulling on the pants and shirt. He put on the worn down shoes as well. The shirt was plain old tan, with plenty of tears on the ends of the sleeves. The pants were worse. They were a faded brown, and they were a couple of inches too short. The only helpful thing was a bunch of belts and leather straps that when around his waist, allowed him to hook the Sheikah Slate on with ease. Other than that, the whole outfit was… old. It smelled musty and dusty, and itched worse than he could ever have imagined. But still… they were clothes. He stood, looking up right as Zelda was bending down to open a similar chest.
She looked over him. "Nice clothes." She said with a smile that was just hinted with laughter. She turned back to her own chest and opened it, wrinkling her nose as dust wafted into the air. She reached in and pulled out a pile of what looked like just a bunch of tan fabric. Again, she looked at Link. "You're going to watch me dress?" She asked, incredulous.
Link felt his face grow warm. "Yes- uh I mean… No." He said, bending down and picking up the Sheikah Slate. He quickly rushed behind one of the boxes and crouched. He heard the rustle of fabric as Zelda began to dress herself. He sighed and leaned against the box, looking down at the Sheikah Slate. He fiddled with the device, thinking back to what the voice had told them. "You guys have been asleep for the past 100 years." He frowned. Why? There was no way in knowing. And then there was what she had said about their minds… "Impa and I know that the restoration process will probably mess with your minds a little…" First of all… who's Impa? And second of all… what's wrong with my mind? What's wrong with Zelda's mind? I guess it makes sense since I'm so confused. And I don't know where I am or who Zelda's supposed to be.
"I'm done." Zelda called out, and Link stood up from behind the box. Zelda was wearing a dress similar to the one from before, except now it had sleeves that just went past her elbow, and it had a thin leather belt around her waist. Other than that it was just as short as if it were a long shirt. Underneath she had on tight brown pants that were less faded than his, and to finish it off were soft looking brown boots that went up past her ankle.
Link frowned. "Why are your clothes new?"
"They are practically already dust." Zelda retorted, looking down at her outfit. "Its horribly itchy and rough. It feels like I'm wearing a potato sack! And these boots barely have any padding in them. It's almost like I'm just wearing socks."
"Uh huh." Link replied, looking around the room. Apparently this Zelda girl used a lot more words than needed.
As his eyes wandered he spotted another pedestal down at the end of the room that looked identical to the one from before. Without a word,Link walked down a short ramp before standing over the structure. Unlike the one from before, this one had the same designs on it, but it was glowing orange instead of blue. In the center was the same eye design that was on the back of the Sheikah Slate. What was the deal with that eye anyway? Zelda jogged up to look at the pedestal herself.
"Remember what the voice said? You need to hold the Slate up to it." Zelda explained. Link glanced down at the Slate in his hand and put the side with the eye on it on top of the pedestal. Nothing happened. Zelda sighed. "Here, give me that." She said, taking the Slate out of Link's hand before he could say anything. She flipped the device over and placed it again on the pedestal. This time it flashed blue, changing the designs to the same blue color. A little robotic voice sounded from it.
"Authenticating… Sheikah Slate confirmed. Guide activated." The screen flashed and changed, showing a large map with details so small and delicate, it was hard to see them all. Little names of different places were scattered across the map, and a yellow dot had appeared. It was by a place called "Hateno Village."
Link looked over at Zelda, who was smiling with triumph and excitement. Apparently all of this flashing and disembodied voices was very exciting for her. Giving Zelda a look, he reached over and plucked the Sheikah Slate out of her hands and clasped it back onto his hip. A click and a rumble made Link look over at the wall. But it wasn't a wall anymore. It was a door, and it was sliding open. Link and Zelda walked towards the door in wonder, as a bright light flooded in through the opening. The door finished sliding with a satisfying thump. Link was squinting against the bright light, and soon his eyes adjusted enough so that he could see an opening in the distance. Just a hint of cool fresh air blew across his face, and he almost sprinted towards it then and there. But he didn't. This was all so alien, so strange to him; he had no idea how to react.
Finally, he took a step forward, Zelda following close behind him. She seemed more hesitant to get out than him. They walked up the steps and through a shallow puddle until a rock face stopped them. Link didn't hesitate this time though. He jumped up and grabbed onto the ledge, pulling himself up. The opening was closer now, making his heart thumped rapidly in anticipation.
He looked back down at Zelda, who was looking right back up at him. "Need help?" He asked.
Zelda nodded before reaching up her arms. Link knelt down and grabbed onto her forearms, pulling up with all of his might. It was harder than he thought it would be. After a full minute of struggling and grunting, Zelda was up and over the ledge. Link was lying on his back, breathing hard. "That was harder than it should've been." He muttered.
Zelda stood, subconsciously brushing the dirt off of her already dirty clothes. "Sorry. I can't jump up rock walls like you can." Lending him a hand, she helped Link stand again.
Link snorted. "Well you'll have to learn to. I'm not doing that again."
Zelda nodded. "Of course." She simply replied.
They both turned towards the opening once again, and with Link in the lead, jogged towards it. Link was feeling as skittish as a rabbit. The scent of the fresh air was closer and stronger, and now the crisp breeze ruffled his hair.
And then… they were out.