The Land of Change
Disclaimer: Link, Tetra/Zelda, and the pirate crew are not my original characters, they are copy right © Shigeru Miyamoto & Nintendo. Angie and Cousin George are my original characters.
Chapter 1 – The Perfect Storm
The night sky was shining with a fantastic show of glowing stars, with some shattered crimson clouds. The ocean roared with angry waves crashing into the shore. The palm trees shook violently from the strong gust of wind. It almost seemed like a hurricane was about to enter the continents edge. Not too far from the depraved sight stood a cottage, which seemed fit to withstand any catastrophic event. A few feet away, from the cottage, stood a sturdy auburn stable with about nine horses. It was surrounded by scattered apple trees and with a forest which was not too far from the owned land. An elderly man opened the door from the cottage and took a glance outside. He wore dark blue overalls, with a blue shirt patterned with squares underneath. He wore mountain climbing boots, even though the mountainous regions were too far for the naked eye. He was a chubby man. His cheeks were puffy as the clouds, and his eyes were the size of small pebbles. "It's goin' to be a lengthy night," he stated, "That storm sure does look pretty dangerous."
He closed the door and groaned as he sat on his old rocking chair that stood close to the fire place. A few minutes have passed; the storm was approaching the cottage. The thunder grew louder and louder each minute that passed by, waking up a tired girl. She stirred from her sleeping position only to block out the lightning illumination that was disrupting her slumber. This girl is an adolescent, about sixteen years old. Her long dark hair covered her face and behind the strands of hair were two plain brown eyes. She stared out her small window, watching the blinding lights strike near the forest. She could hear the heavy rain pounding against the roof and splash into the ground outside. Suddenly, there were loud neighs coming from the stable. The adolescent yelled out to her guardian angel, which she preferred to call him Cousin George.
"The horses, George!" she yelled out. George woke up from his sleep, grabbed his coat, and ran outside in the storm, towards the stable. After a while, he returned to the cottage in a hurry and yelled out to his foster child. "Angie! Get out of bed and help me out!" yelled George "One of the horses are gone!" Angie kicked off the bed sheets and stumbled across her room to get her coat and shoes. They both ran out of the cottage into the windy wet night with a lantern in each others hand. They ran towards the forest. Their apparel was covered with dirt after splashing into mud puddles. Once they were about to enter the forest, the lightning struck some sort of a heavy object that was far off onto the black ocean. It sent sparks flying. "What was that?" yelled Angie in order for George to hear. He shook his head. Suddenly, there was another lightning strike, and it was too close to George and Angie. George grabbed Angie's arm and pulled her towards their cottage.
"LINK!" a firm, worried lady yelled out into the dark vile night. The waves crashed into the ship sending the troubled lady into her crew member. "Miss Tetra! Are you alright?" a tall, well built man asked as he helped her up. "Let go of me you buffoon!" she yelled. "There's a man overboard!" She yelled out so the rest of the crew could hear. The ship was in turmoil. Everyone searched the ocean, squinting their eyes, trying to see through the heavy rain and angry waves. "Miss Tetra! Who fell overboard?" a short man asked as he wiped his big round glasses. "Who do you think? That brainless Link fell when that lighting struck!" She pointed up towards the sails. They then both noticed that the sail was missing. Tetra was terrorized. "All hands on deck! We need the spare sail! Come on scurry!" Tetra fixed her blonde hair and grabbed the wheel after pushing a tall chubby man out of the way. 'There was no way in hell that they could save Link in a weather condition like this' Tetra thought to herself. She shook her head to snap out of her negative thoughts. She hoped for Link's safety.
The night carried on. George slept soundlessly throughout the rest of the storm on his rocking chair while Angie lay wide awake in her small room. She worried for the horse. The worst part of the storm passed away already. All that was left was light rain and a little bit of wind. Angie tried to block out the thought of the horse and slowly fell asleep, until there was a loud splat. She jumped and sat up on her bed. She looked at the window and found a white sail covering the view of the stable. She quickly slipped her feet into her filthy shoes and ran outside in her sleeping clothes. She ran towards her window outside the cottage and removed the large sail from the window. She inspected it. There was a whole burnt through. "It was probably that lightning strike" Angie spoke out loud. She wrapped the sail and threw it towards the pile of logs next to the cottage. She was no longer tired. The night was starting to light up. The dark sky was turning into a purplish blue. Angie walked towards the palm tree area, getting wet from the light rain. The ocean shore was still rumbling with fierce waves. Seaweed was scattered around the edges of the shore. But there was one particular group of seaweed that caught Angie's attention. Out of curiosity, she approached the group of seaweed, only to notice that it was getting bigger each step she took. She ran towards it and kneeled down. It was shaped as a human body. She quickly removed the seaweed from the body. She gasped once she saw the face of an unconscious, cold male.