By the way, Link and Zelda in this story are based on their appearances in BotW. The story also takes place in a fictional modern setting. I also managed to draw the story cover too.

Song suggestions: Intro - Silent Hill 3 - "End of a Small Sanctuary"/Stroll through the park/Misc. - Silent Hill 2 - "Forest"

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters nor franchises.
Warning for unintentional OOC.


Chapter 1: A Strange Encounter

The day was creeping up to an end. The sky's canvas painted an array of pink, orange and yellow hues which slowly transitioned into a lower saturation consisting of blue and purple hues, giving off a calm, soothing effect. The sun dived into the horizon, its rays of light slowly succumbing to the darkness as it switched places with the moon, allowing it to softly illuminate the evening sky which took over. While tourists and many new faces alike would be in awe by the canopy of luminous stars which flickered, to Link Ferren however, the clear night sky simply indicated the end of the day.

Link stepped foot outside of a remodeled antique shop, one that wasn't too small nor too large—the aroma harbored a faint mixture of floral scents (rose, lavender, jasmine, and gardenia) with a plethora of dated objects neatly aligned in their respective sections in the store, ranging from aged interior furniture, porcelain objects, to even outdated toys from the past. Overall the shop gave off a very pleasant aura, reminding Link of his grandmother's house back when they used to live two towns over. While regulars mistook him as an employee, Link was only at the shop volunteering to help a friend of his grandmother to unload delivery boxes from her truck.

A woman no older than the age of sixty-five walked outside a few minutes after him, frantically digging into the pockets of her cashmere sweater while she took out her keys, placing it inside the lock as she closed up shop for the day. Despite her portly frame, the old woman presented herself with elegance and class—she donned a rose colored sheath dress accompanied with matching flats along with beige stockings and a pearl necklace. Her neck length coral hair happened to be styled into a think swirl on the front of her face. She glanced over in Link's direction, taking note of his leave after a hard work of unloading and unboxing recent arrivals. The old woman quickly recalled the little gift she whipped up for Agnes's grandson before he departs home for the night.

"Link wait!" She called out to him. "Before you go, I want you to have these as a treat for all the hard work you've done for me today."

She dug through her purse, pulling out a plastic bag of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies as she handed it to him. Link smiled in response while he extended his arm, grabbing the bag from her.

"Thank you Miss Pultman, I really appreciate it." Link scratched the back of his head, taking note of his loose hair tie. He removed it from his blond locks, fixing up his ponytail before resuming on. "Even if my grandmother didn't send me over, I still would have helped you regardless."

Miss Pultman, otherwise simply known as Julia, chortled at his response. As Link turned around, Julia quickly remembered what she was going to say before she lost her train of thought. "Link! When you get back home, tell your grandmother I say hello."

"Got it!"

Link removed one his backpack straps off his shoulders, swinging it in front of him with the other. He opened up the zipper and placed the cookies inside before zipping it back up. From there, Link proceeded to make way towards his house, walking pass one of the many local shopping districts which lie in the town of Northbury.

Northbury was known for its clear skies allowing residents and visitors alike to gaze at the stars, its clean lakes, fine greenery and remolded vintage homes. Despite it being one of the smaller towns, its overall population exceeded over five-thousand, making it highly unlikely for anyone to know all of the residents by facial recognition and name. There were plenty of activities for denizens to engage in each season as well as the pier near Lake Veria was opened year round.

Despite Link being a Northbury resident for the majority of his life, he always felt like he saw something new every day, whether the string lights in Kawasaki's food stand were rearranged or the flowers perched on the windowstill of Nana's tea parlor were replaced to accompany the upcoming season. While Link was captivated by the town's ever changing scenery, little did he realize he walked past a weapon shop owned by the family of one of his childhood friends.

Ravio's gaze was fixated on the window near his bed, observing both the welcoming night sky and scenery below from the second story of the shop. He observed the various townspeople walk past while his mother closed up shop for the day, his green eyes catching glimpse of Link. Ravio grinned before bolting out of his bedroom. He made haste downstairs, startling his mother as Ravio ran towards the door.

"Ravio, where are you going?!" His mother questioned. The next thing she knew, her son was already out the door and on his way to greet a friend. Ravio's mother crossed her arms, shook her head and sighed. This wasn't anything new. Ravio had a tendency to frequently rush out of the house without telling her where he even planned on going.

Meanwhile, Link continued scoping the town scenery, taking note of many potential locations which would make excellent painting spots. The next thing he knew, Ravio placed his hand on this shoulder and waved with the other.

"Hey Link!" he happily greeted. "Are you doing anything later on today?"

"No, not really." Link tilted his head and rested his arms on his chest. "Why'd you ask?"

"Well…" Ravio began fiddling with his fingers while he gathered his thoughts, trying to figure out how to reply. "I was just wondering if you would like to go out with the gang to eat out somewhere and maybe catch a movie or something. Dark's already down for it and I just need to text Ilia, Shulk, Reyn and Fiora. They'll most likely be up for it."

Link stood quiet for a moment. As he was about to speak, Ravio quickly lifted up his hand as if telling him to wait, throwing Link off-guard.

Ravio leaned towards his friend, playfully wiggling his eyebrows as he smirked. "I can even get Zelda to come if you like," he jovially teased which was proceeded by a short snicker afterwards.

Link stared at Ravio for a slight moment before shaking his head. "As fun as that sounds, I'm going to have to decline your offer dude. After a long day of helping out Miss Pultman at the antique shop near Adams Street, I feel like I've done enough for the day." He paused and took a deep breath before continuing. "Plus, the last thing I want is for my grandmother to worry about my whereabouts. You know how she much she worries if I'm not back by a certain time."

Ravio slouched a bit and frowned. He pouted, almost as if he was disappointed by Link's response before he shrugged. "While I'm bummed out you won't be hanging out with us for the evening, I understand. The last thing you need is to make your old lady worry, right?" Ravio walked backwards in the opposite direction, his gaze fixated on Link. "Anyways, I shall get going now. I'll try to have fun for the both of us, alright?"

With those words, Ravio parted ways with Link, leaving the other teen by himself once more. Link waved goodbye before continuing on with his partial journey. He passed a few more shops and local eating establishments along the way, seeing various people engaged in Northbury's nightlife. Despite it only being a weekday, the night was busy with both young and old people alike, whether they were strolling through the town on their bicycles, spending their evening at the pier or in his friend's case, eating out and heading over towards the movie theater afterwards.

Link eventually reached the crossroad between Luna Park and the housing district which housed the upper class. While he knew for a fact strolling towards the decadent neighborhood took him home faster, Link however was in the mood to take the scenic route through the park. He began trotting towards the park, his eyes fixated on the dim light fixtures that lit the concrete path beneath him. He took notice how isolated the park was, being devoid of life despite it being a popular destination during the time of day.

Link halted in his tracks, not taking note of a mysterious figure covered up in a dark hoodie swiftly walking past him. He quickly turned his gaze towards the figure, wondering who they were and tried to catch a glimpse of their face however, failed. The entire hood covered up their face, preventing Link from deciphering any features as he shrugged before presuming on.

"Maybe it was just a coincidence—well, I guess..."

He continued walking through the park, being able to make out the vacant benches near lake along with oak trees scattered nearby as their leaves slowly transitioned for the fall weather. Link stared at the glistening lake being illuminated by the moon's glow, observing the beautiful scenery. With the lake in mind, he made another mental note of a good painting spot for the evening. As his blue eyes were occupied, the sound of a child's small laughter quickly ripped his gaze away from his subject.

Link turned around quickly, seeing nothing in sight. He proceeded to look towards his left and then towards right, catching glimpse of no child in sight yet again before finally continuing his walk. He froze in place, seeing a young child no older than the age of six in front of him. He squinted slightly, trying his best to make out their features. But in spite of it all, the child seemed to blend in with the scenery ahead. The only thing Link could make out was the fact they were a young boy. The thing which made the child really stood out was the rabbit which rested between his arms as its nose twitched. Link wondered what a young child was doing out late, let alone wandering aimlessly by himself in the evening. Knowing it was highly unethical to allow a small boy to continue roaming the empty streets, Link decided to question his whereabouts.

"Hey kid," he called out to him, "are you lost by any chance?"

The child in front of him however, didn't respond. Instead, he continued staring at Link while the rabbit rested itself between in his arms, minding its own business. Seeing how the little boy refused to answer, Link decided to initiate the next step he mustered up last minute on whim. Slowly but surely, Link began inching towards him, trying his best not to startle the child. He assumed the child must had been afraid hence the lack of response. It was common for children not to talk to strangers as their parents always taught them, otherwise they could potentially place themselves in grave danger.

While Link proceeded to gradually make his way towards the child, the young boy on the other hand, started to back away slowly. This was antecedently followed by the rabbit leaping out of the boy's arms, causing him to gasp in response.

"Lucy, wait!"

Afterwards, the boy dashed towards the rabbit as Link's eyes widened.

"H-hey! Wait up!"

Link immediately followed the child in pursuit, trying his best to not lose sight of the young boy. He dashed through the park, forgetting about making it home on time. He followed the kid throughout a partially lit neighborhood before arriving at what seemed to be a dead end. Link noticed steel gates in front of him as a building sat behind it. He instantly recognized it to be the front gates of Sherfield High, the school he was currently attending for his sophomore year.

"Out of all places, why would a small child run to an enclosed campus," Link thought out loud. It wasn't like anyone was near to hear him anyways. Without further ado, he proceeded to slowly inch towards the gates, regardless of school grounds being off limits during the night in case the child managed to somehow sneak in. He looked around however stopped abruptly in his tracks before he could go on any further.

Link caught a whiff of a distinctive odor, causing him to instantly plug his nose in response. While most wouldn't be able to recognize the grotesque copper-thick scent right away, Link on the other hand, knew it was the smell of a freshly amputated body. Pondering why anyone would leave the remains of someone near the schoolyard, Link tried his best to conceal himself from vomiting from the odor as he inched towards the source of the smell. While others would had immediately seized the chance to boldly flee in case of the murderer still remaining afoot, Link however, remained unfazed.

He began scanning the premises near the gates, catching sight of an unfamiliar object resting between the bushes, leaning against the tree. Link trotted his way towards the bushes as the only sounds being emitted were the faint sounds of his footsteps accompanied by crackling leaves. Soon after, he knelt down and gently loosened up the strings from the bag as it revealed amputated arms and legs inside. In response, Link quickly closed up the bag, being disgusted from the gruesome sight, almost gagging even.

Before he knew it, Link came across an odd lump buried in dirt not too far from him. Knowing that he'll only be bracing himself for the worst, not once did Link had to guess or check out what rested underneath the earth's soil—he already knew what was inside. Instead of even bothering to observe the pile of dirt, Link's gaze was more fixated on the evidence the supposed murderer left behind.

Link slowly walked towards the object as he knelt down, swiped it and began observing it. Right away Link recognized it to be an empty prescription bottle. Without second notice, he started to read the label which thankfully wasn't faded out. The medicine vial was supposedly full of sertraline. Unfortunately the commercial name of the drug completely faded out. Link made a mental note to search it up on the internet whenever he got the chance. Luckily in his case, the name of the patient had yet to fade as Link muttered their name out loud.

"Silas Kallis."

The prescription bottle belonged to someone by the name of Silas. Before Link could further ponder about the sudden situation, he heard the leaves rustle as a security guard was making his way towards Link's direction, gripping onto his flashlight. In the flight or fight response situation, Link swiftly shoved the bottle into his jean pocket as he rushed out of the location, startling the security guard in turn.

"Hey! Who's out there!?" The security guard flashed his light, inching his way towards the school gates. He made his way towards the source of the sudden noise before catching glimpse of the gruesome sight Link laid his eyes upon earlier.


After a couple of minutes of running non-stop, Link finally arrived at his house. He took the house key out of his pockets, opened the door and stepped inside. His grandmother glanced up at him, sighing of relief to see her oldest grandchild finally home while Link caught his breath.

"Link?" Agnes questioned while her voice grew with concern. "What took you so long? You were gone for almost thirty minutes. We already ate dinner without you."

Link sheepishly chuckled, scratching the back of his head. He quickly had to muster up a lie, otherwise his grandmother might grow suspicious. "Well, to keep things short, I happened to take the scenic route—you know, a stroll through Luna Park, all that jazz. While observing the lake, my thoughts just drifted off elsewhere."

Agnes raised a brow in response, almost as if she knew her grandson was lying yet bought it anyways. The older woman beamed which was quickly followed by a small chuckle. "You had your head up in the clouds again, didn't you? You were always quite the daydreamer—in fact, I think your younger brother is following in your footsteps with that. Both of you already sleep in unless someone wakes you up."

"That sounds like me alright." Link laughed slightly before opening up his book bag to take out the bag of cookies. "Oh and by the way, Julia says hello."

"I see." Agnes nodded before hearing the sound of Link's stomach grumble. "I left your dinner in the microwave. I'm sure it's cold by now but it could easily be warmed up in a minute or two."

"Heh, thanks Grandma." From there, Link made his way towards the kitchen to eat before tackling his homework.

Later on that night, Link laid comfortably in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. His mind was fixated the entire time on the sudden murder, wondering why it took place to begin with. Second, the mysterious child almost struck him as some sort of hallucination or—nah, he wasn't quite sure at this point. Link assumed the child must had gotten home safely, hopefully before the murderer found him. He kept note to look up the medication and any articles about the victim tomorrow morning before heading off to school. As Link started to drift off to sleep, only one question remained open.

Just who in the world was Silas Kallis?


And we're done with chapter one folks! I am not sure when chapter two will come around (I have a low attention span), but it will definitely most likely introduce the cast. Depending on how things proceed in this story and my mood, I might eventually keep things simple or might move up the rating but for now, this is rated T.

I'm sure you've already noticed that this story will feature non-Smash characters from various smasher's universes too. It makes things more fun for me that way.

Also depending on my mood and other factors, I may keep things simply realistic or throw in some eldritch abominations for the hell of it! I'm not sure yet. Which one sounds more fun? Who knows.

As for Silas, I totally did not rip off his name from another character who shares the same voice actor as one of the Smashers.

Until next time!