Disclaimer: I don't own The Legend of Zelda. If I did, I would make it totally like this story.

'Old Link'

"Speaking"


'The room morphed into a lake. A beautiful, crystal clear lake. It had the occasional lilly pad and a lot of small fish swimming around. I immediately fell down on the grass and nearly dunked my head in water. I started to cry since I had the mind of a month old baby. Not even. Days old baby. Apparently this attracted some unwanted attention to me. Some people came over to check what the noise was. "Wha? Wait a minute, hey guys, come check this out!" Said a man behind some bushes so that I couldn't see them.'

"Hey Rob, what's going on?"

"I don't know what that noise is behind those bushes is! I'm too far away from it! It sounds like crying!"

What!?

'A few seconds later a man burst out of the bushes and startled me out of crying. I just sat there after pushing myself up with my small arms. I stared at him with large, wide, curious eyes from behind some tall grass. The man noticed and started to yell to his friends.'

"What the heck!? What is this kid doing here!?" Said Rob.

"Wait, what!?"

'Suddenly some people burst from the bushes and startled me into crying again. There was 4 men and a woman counting the first man that burst from the bushes. I didn't know all of this at first since I had the mind of a baby but that's later in this story.'

'"Wha? Who? How?" One of the men that burst out of the bushes was hopelessly confused while the others were close to mental breakdown except for the one woman. The woman was the hopelessly confused man's wife. She wasn't even confused all she felt was warm love for the small child on the ground in front of her. She walked transfixed towards the child.

'"Lila! No!" The confused man said while putting an arm in front of her keeping her from moving forward.'

'"What Colin? Can't you see that he is harmless to us? He's just a baby. What could possibly happen?" Before Colin could stop her Lila swooped down and picked me up. I immediately went quiet and started to coo with joy. The younger me had loved being with my 'first' mother. She also loved being with me.

Then, something happened.