Woohoo! My first fanfic! This is going to be epic, so keep on the lookout for updates. I have huge plans for this story, so don't expect it to end anytime soon. Oh yeah, be sure to review! Over and out, BV.
Disclaimer: While I am a huge fan of Nintendo and The Legend of Zelda, I do not own either of them in any way shape or form. Obviously. I mean, that's what fanfiction's all about, isn't it?
-Prologue-
Long ago, there were golden goddesses who created the world. They left their treasure, the Triforce, on the land they created. Does this story sound familiar? Forgive me for wasting time then. Perhaps I should skip on further. Perhaps I should skip all the way to the island. The island they call Koholint, or Isle of the Gods. It is a small island in the middle of nothing. Salt, water, and fish border the island. Several villages, hills, plateaus, and lakes make the whole of it. Overall unremarkable. That's what most people believed. However, there were three people who thought different. A Hylian soldier had heard of the island as a fairy tale place that rests in dreams. A delirious old man living on the island believed it to be a sacred shrine of the Goddesses. A prophetic sea creature knew it to be what it was. Does this sound familiar? Good, then these are the stories that shall be told.
Link awoke from his half sleep- half curse to the sound of waves crashing rocks. He lifted his head up from the piece of surprisingly buoyant wood he had floated on for the last several days. He was soaked to the bone and nearly frozen from the night winds. I guess that's the price you pay for dealing with a wind fish, he thought grimly. He pushed himself up with a surprising amount of difficulty. He wondered why he felt so weak when he looked at his soggy tunic and remembered that he no longer was wearing the Great Fairy's red tunic that he had grown accustomed to over the last few weeks. Or few hours, more like it. Was it really only a few hours? He wondered. Dreams never made any sense to him. This last one was especially confusing. He paddled his piece of the broken ship to the rocky shore. The island appeared to be fairly small, with only one village in sight. He flexed his stiff muscles and stood up on a small patch of dirt that seemed out of place next to the rocks by the sea and sandy area above it.
"STOP! You can't touch that!" cried a voice from behind him. A small girl, about nine or ten, ran up to Link and kneeled down to the patch of dirt from which Link had just stumbled away. Link's mind was now fully in consciousness, and his eyes wide with shock. "You could've killed the sprout!" said the girl, who had apparently finished examining the dirt and was now brushing the dirt off her clothes. Link looked closer and saw that a small sapling was in the dirt patch.
"I'm sorry! I didn't see that there."
"Well pay attention to where you walk! Who are you anyway? And how did you get here?"
"I'm Link. My ship was destroyed in a storm and the wind brought me here. Who are you?"
"You have a ship!?" The girl's eyes widened. Link then had his first chance to really get a look at them. The irises were sea green, similar to Link's eyes, which were referred to as "Game Boy green." "I'm Nina!" Nina was short, with freckles and long brown pigtails. "Are you a pirate?"
Link laughed. "No I'm not a pirate."
"Oh. Can you tell me about your ship?" Nina seemed to have a thing for marine vessels. Link and Nina walked toward the village on the beach, Link describing the ship and Nina telling him about the boat man on the other side of the island.
They were nearing the village when Link turned to Nina and said, "Hey, one more thing. What's this island called?"
"This is the island of Koholint!" Nina chirped. Link's face turned from red to white to green before he could even think straight. For those of you that haven't played Link's Awakening, Koholint is the island where Link was imprisoned in a dream for what felt like weeks where he had to fight brutal monsters. He reached into his mind and came up with one thought. This is my worst nightmare again.