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P.S. Please, don't concern yourself about spelling. I have spell-check...I proofread the documents...I don't care what I misspelled. The number of misspellings...that's a chicken of a different color there... ... Of course that's an expectation.
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It had been a long, hot morning on the tiny island of Outset...and it was about to turn into a hotter afternoon. Luckily, Mesa had finished all his daily chores earlier. The young, brown haired man was lying on the small dock that was close to his island dwelling, taking in the feel of the sunshine and the sound of the waves. Well...to tell you the truth...he skipped his chores... ... Looking back at his house, Mesa frowned at the lengthy grass and the weed-choked garden. There's always tomorrow, Mesa thought to himself and turned to the great blue sky above.
"HOY!! It's their ship!!" Mesa craned his neck to the tall crow's nest at the end of the dock, where the voice had cried, "Link's and Tetra's ship is here!!"
The man leaned his body upwards, twisting himself to the sea. A large speck was emerging from the horizon, topped with white sails. Mesa instantly recognized the two-swords symbol on the fabric and jumped to his feet, squinting his eyes to the speck to confirm his speculations. Sure enough, it was the pirates' ship, drafting towards the little island. Mesa let roar a happy laugh and raced to the edge of the dock. With a broad swinging of his arm, the man sign over to the incoming ship.
Across the watery distance, the muttering sailor, Zuko, had witnessed Mesa display high up on the main mast. The boat was a few minutes away and the sailor couldn't wait to be able to enjoy firm earth again. Zuko turned his sight to the deck below where he saw the young captain and Link talking to one another. Suddenly Tetra left her foot back and then kick it straight in between the green clad boy's legs. With breathless grunt, Link dropped to his knees and bent over as Tetra calmly walked away.
Zuko sighed heavily and shook his head. Moving his sight to the bow, the muttering pirate found their mysterious new passenger staring over the ocean. The 'Nyx' girl had a strange habit of that, looking across the glimmering horizon...as though watch for someone to appear...or something to happen... ...
Whatever the case, it unsettled Zuko and the rest of the crew. He wouldn't have mind if they had left the girl on nearest piece of land and sailed off. There's a bad wind whir'ing around that babe, Zuko thought as he watched Nyx, we need her off deck before it blows towards us.
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The wooden haul of the ship slipped softly up the sand and onto the shore, beaching the vessel. Outset's islanders rushed over to the boat and gathered at the edge of the sands, waiting for their long missing little green boy to appear. After a few moments of anxious standing, a head popped up from the deck... ...
"Hey...is it too late for lunch?" Link asked from over railing, a wide grin touching each of his ears.
The group broke out into series of laughs, claps, and whoots as the youth jumped down to the beach. The islanders absorbed Link into them, patting him on the back, commenting on his new height, and hugging the insides out of him. When group released him, Link twisted around to caught the sight of his younger sister...but she was no where to be found... ...
"Umm... where's Aryll-"
"Big Brother!!" Link turned to his left and saw flash of green dashing towards him. Before he knew it, the youth was knocked to the ground by a body. Looking up, Link found a young girl, dress in emerald hat and tunic, "Big Brother!! I can't believe it's my Big Brother, back home for sailing!!"
"Aryll?" The green clad boy posed as he raised himself up. Taking a better look at the girl, Link found that it was indeed his sister, with yellow hair and dark eyes, "Why are you wear that?"
"Oh, the hat and tunic..." Aryll looked down to her shirt and tugged on it, "I decide to be just like my Big Brother and go out on adventures! I thought if I dressed like you, I'd be more like you."
"That's weird..." Link related as he stood up, "I thought only boys got to be heroes..."
"BIG BROTHER!! Just because I'm a girl, you think I can't be a hero?!!" The young girl bellowed as she glared back at Link.
"Yeah, Link... Just because she's a girl, you think she can't be a hero...?" Tetra repeated the girl's question as she appeared behind the boy.
"What! N-NO!! Of course she's can be hero like a boy!! Just like you, Tetra!!"
"... you seriously didn't just refer to me as... a boy..." The young captain said through the gritting of her teeth as her eye twitched (...R.I.P. : Link, Hero of Winds)
The green clad boy rubbed the back of his neck and slowly step back. With an apologetic smile, Link tried to wave the matter off like a big joke...uummm...no. Tetra ripped her fist forward... ...
WWHHIIIMMPP!!!!!!!
The youth went flying, over the islanders, over the trees and houses, and straight into the cliff side...head first. After a second of recollection, Link wobbled back to the group.
"Miss Tetra, you haven't changed a bit!" Aryll gleamed to the young captain, "Still giving my brother a hard time."
"You know... You have to keep training them until they sit on command." Tetra retorted in a sagely voice.
"I'll have to remember that..."
Link narrowed his eyes at the two girls, then turned back to the ship. Up on the deck, Nyx was inching herself over the edge of the railing, trying to reach the ground with one of her legs. The girl was obviously unsure of the fall to the beach for such a height (it's like half a story difference!). The youth rushed over to side of the ship and waved to her to let go. Nyx hesitated for a moment, then shut her eyes and loosened her grip.
The girl dropped like a bag of bricks, but Link was ready. Outstretching his arms, the boy ran under where Nyx was plummeting and took a firm footing. The next second, Nyx's butt rammed into Link and knocked the hero boy to sand...hard (a miscalculation, perhaps?). The two both groaned as laid on the ground, the girl on top of the boy, as Tetra calmly pace up to them.
"Sigh...would you two stop acting stupid..." The young captain breathed out.
"That was always the boy's problem." A cracky voice proclaimed, "Trying to help, even if it puts him out!"
Nyx and Link both climbed up to Tetra's level and saw a pair of elderly men walking, side by side, to the three of them. The one on the right was fierce-some looking man with a ratty spear and long hair, white hair hanging from his head (save the top). On the left was a shorter man with great, bald cranium and tiny, round glasses. He held a tall staff made of wood. They both had long, white breads which somehow gave the two a sense of knowing and wisdom.
"Link...you have grown well over the years." The taller old man stated to the youth, "I hope that you have grown in your swordsmanship, as well..."
"Well, Orca...I think I could give a workout the next time we spar." Link said cockily with prideful smirk.
"He hasn't held a sword in a year..." Tetra retorted flatly, receiving a mean glare from the hero boy. Orca nod in understanding and sighed.
"So, who is this new youth lady that you bring to our shores, Link?" Inquired the shorter old man.
"Oh! Right...!" (he almost forgot), "This is Nyx. We found her in the sea this morning." Link turned to the girl, "Nyx, this is Sturgeon and Orca... they've lived on the island since before I was born." Nyx stepped forward and bowed to the two men... ...
"Hello. I am pleased to meet the elders of this village..." Nyx straighten herself back up, her face projecting a somber demeanor that called for a feeling of respect. Link cocked a eyebrow up at the sight... he had seen that type of look before... ...
"Hmm...what a odd why to refer to our island." Sturgeon muttered as he tumbled over the girl's words. Village? The island was too small to hold more than a few houses. Couldn't she see that? Orca didn't seem to mind it, as he replied to the girl.
"You are welcomed to our food and shelter...As are all the crew of the vessel!!"
The pirates all let out a great cheer from up on the deck of the ship. Their young captain also smirked at the prospect of any island meal...dried pork can only be eaten so many times before tasting like dirt.
The whole group, islanders and sailors all, walked up from the beach and into the various homes on the island, split up into randomly formed groups. Link and Aryll lead Tetra and Nyx to their grandmother's home on a cliff beside the sea shore. The hero boy stepped up to the door and stopped... he had been gone from this door for three years. He had spent most of life going pass this door, going in and out, never noticing it presence unless it was closed. Now he was back and the door hadn't changed a bit... ...
But what about Grandma? Had she remained the same loving woman...would never yell at you, but you never wanted to disappoint her...make you soup if you were sick and make you happy when you were sad. Or had she changed into someone else... ...
Raising his hand to the surface to the door, Link let his finger tips glide over the wood's imperfects. Bring back the evil wizards and murderous demons, the youth thought, this is scarier. Aryll looked up to her brother's face and frowned. She looped fingers around the hand at the boy's side and squeezed. Link looked to her, seeing Aryll's expression change into a warm smile. The boy felt his lips turn up and all his uncertainty fade away. He turned the knob.
As the four stepped into the house, the smell of cabbage and potatoes stewing with beef hit the group's noses. Mashed tomatoes waffed in the air and the sound water boiling filled their ears. Link smile grow and became more natural as walked into the kitchen. He met the heat exuding from the strove, tickling his skin. And there she was...the boy's grandmother, toiling away a top a stool, mixing ingredients into a tall pot. Link didn't say a word, he didn't want to say a word...just watch her stir her soup with a large spoon. Watch her being her... ...
"Hey, Grandma." The youth stated after a two-second-eternity. The small woman ripped her head to Link and gasped.
"Link!!" The elderly woman quickly stepped down from her stool and rush over to the boy. Link grinned and wrapped his arms around his grandmother as she wrapped her arms around him, "Oh, my boy!! You've grown so much...probably too much for hug! Ho! Ho!"
"No, Grandma..." The youth felt a third set of arms wrap around him. Twisting his head, Link found Aryll join in on the hug. It was a moment that he wanted to last a lifetime or more some. The boy was home... ...
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The sun was setting over the Great Sea, bathing it in oranges and yellows. The giant flaming globe's light sparkled off the waters and reflected beauties of the world. Suddenly a ocean's calm was disturbed as a great column of water ripped up into the air and fell back down. Some ways from where the explosion of water, a group of ships glided across the waves, water columns jumping all around them.
The group was mostly of small boats a few yards long, with metal swiveling structures set a top them. The structures had two iron horns protruding out it's sides and hole with short barreled gun hanging out of the structure. The small boats were rapidly firing their cannon's in very which direction, aiming as high was the guns go, causing the multiple explosions around the group.
At the center of the group sailed a massive vessel. A monstrous boat in compression to the other battleships, this grandship held two tall masts with giant, blood red sails. At the stern, a long wooden neck protruded from the haul and curved down into the deck. At it's end the image of a huge boar was curved, painted in variant colors of greens, blues, and reds. Dozens of cannons lined the sides of the boat, which also took part the firing...but what of the enemy?
High above the group of ships was where the miniature fleet's enemy held itself. With a shriek and squawk, six feathered attacks with long, red necks and bright tails, drove out of the clouds towards the boats. In their talons, the birds carried a large and lumpy brown bag and as they neared the ships, the birds dropped their bags. The plummeting sags opened almost immediately, letting the fabric flout away and leaving behind eight round black bombs in each bags place.
The bombs rained down on the miniature fleet, hit all the boats and sinking a few. On the deck of the grandship, groups of odd anthropomorphic creatures (the ship's crew) ran to the various fires set by the rainfall. One the creatures surveyed the damage caused to the vessel. It was a blue skinned monster with stubby legs and long, skinny arms. It's head held long ears and a tiny snout of a nose. This was one of dreaded Bokoblins that served the King of Evil, Ganon.
"Forget the fires!! Shoot the guns!!!" The Bokoblin bellowed to the monster crew. A taller creature, one with a massive arms and a pig face...a Moblin, came to the Bokoblin.
"We can not hit those flying devil birds with our cannons!" The Moblin retorted and pointed the birds, "The Kargaroks drop their bombs and laugh as we engage the sea around us!!!"
"All those who dare attack the hordes of Ganondorf will die, as decreed by the Master!! Do not stop firing!!!"
The boats continued to their onslaught...to little avail. The bird creature, the Kargaroks, dropped more and more bombs, desimating the miniture fleet. After a few more drive attacks, only the grandship remained. Fighting for survival only, the vessel turned and caught the winds in it's sails, planning to retreat.
"Onward to the island masses!! Use them for cover!!" The Bokoblin called to the crew.
A loud shriek called from the sky, drowning the Bokoblins commands and pushing the monster crew's attentions upward. A mighty form existed the clouds, with wings as long enough to cover an island and talons large enough to snatch up cattle. The bird dropped closer then started to flap it's wings, creating a great wind that blow against the ship.
A figure appeared from a top the bird and then leaped off it's back. The figure dropped to the deck and stood to it's full height. It was a tall man, dressed in dark purple. His pants were baggy around the hips, but became tight after the knees. His shoes were a bronzy metal and pointed up at the toe. The man's torso was covered by a dark violet tunic, with long sleeves that covered the man's hands and on his head laid a steel mask.
The mask covered only the top half of the man's face, allowing his pale skinned mouth and chin to poke out. A torrent of straight lavender hair that fell down his back. The metal mask, itself, was shaped like a person's head with long sharp nose, curved eyebrows and hair, plus great wide eyes made from black glass.
The monster crew encircled around the man, spears and weapons in hand as they smirked with dark intent. The man stood on fazed by the horde.
"This ship is not mine." The man proclaimed to the crew in a calm demeanor, "You proceed with it's repairs and set sail to where I specify-"
"You think that we'll listen to you!! HA!! HA!!" The Moblin cried out and the whole group of monsters began to roar in laughter. As the laughs died down, the bokoblins and moblins look to the man as starving dog would to a rabbit.
"Your going to die, human!" The Bokoblin declared to the man, "And we're going to the have a snack..."
"Are you the captain-" The man started, but was quickly interrupted... ...
"NO!! I am!!!" The man turned and found a huge balk of green muscles with long bull-like horns shift to the front of the crowd. It's glowing red eyes blamed into the man it's anger...and hunger.
"...hmm...a Bulbin in this age..." The man took in the massive creature with little interest, "...Right then. If you would please follow commands-"
"SORRY, LITTLE HUMAN!! BUT NOT TODAY! HA!!"
"... ... your trying my good graces..."
"Listen here, little human!! Your trying us! We might not give you a quick death if keep flapping that mouth of yo-"
The Bublin captain didn't finish his comment as a wind past him and the man appear behind him. Looking back, the Bublin saw purple stranger lift his arm up as a black, curved blade manifested between his hand and elbow. Twist one hundred eighty degrees, the man sliced through the green bulk and cut the Bublin captain to pieces. The pieces fall to the deck and dissolved into black, purple smoke.
"Now then..." The man related as straighten himself, "Set a course south, to that 'Forsaken Fortress'. I'll be in the captain's quarters..."
The monster crew hesitated for a moment as the purple stranger walk below deck, then went to work. Twisting their rudder-wheel, the grandship turned south for the former keep of the Dark King.
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Link was sitting on the sandy beach, watching the starry sky turn above head. It always amazed the youth could shine shine so brightly at night, yet fade away during the day...like they were trying to preserve their light long enough to light one more dark sky. That night they was especially bright. All the constellations were plain to see: Cancer, Leo, Gemini... it was an amazing sight.
"Warrior showed focus on the world on the earth, not the one in the sky..." Link twisted around and found the elderly Orca standing behind him. The old man settled himself beside the youth and let out a light sigh, "...Were my younger days so long ago... ... Link, you should always remember that the prime of life comes slowly and leaves quickly... don't let it flash past you."
"Right, Orca..." The boy nodded...not understanding a word that Orca had said.
"Look there...Orion." The old man pointed to seven bright stars, below Taurus and Gemini, "They said that a great hunter, so prideful in his skills, challenged the Gods to hunting match. Boasting that he could bag more stags then the hunter Goddess, herself, he leaped forward to attack a group of 99 deer. Unfortunately, he forgot that the Goddess could fire 100 arrows at a time and was struck down. The Gods were so sorrowful that they raised the hunter up into the night skies, where he could forever chase the bull, Taurus... ..."
"...Grandma always said that it was a drum..."
"D-DRUM?!!" The old man was bewildered at the notice.
"Yeah. Look... those two stars at the top are one side of the drum and ones at the bottom are the other side...and the three in the middle are the tie for the strings. Grandma said that it was up there to keep the sky on pace."
"An interesting depiction... Though both story speak the same idea." Link looked to Orca with a perplexed raised eyebrow, "The beating of the drum keeps us focus...something the hunter did not exhibit, so now he is...where he is..."
The boy wondered at the how two different stories could have started about one constellation could be so dissimular, though still share an idea. I guess we still all live under the same sky, Link thought silently, why wouldn't we think about the same things.
"Link...you know it's past midnight..." The old man related.
"Ha...I think I'm old enough to set up past nine, Orca!"
"Ha Ha! No, boy...did you really forget again?" Link blinked at Orca, no sure what to say. The old man smile and handed the boy...a sword? "Happy Birthday."
...He did forget again... ... The youth took the blade from Orca and looked it over. The weapon was doubled edged and much longer then most swords double edged swords, close to a yard long. There was a groove on either side of the blade and the guard projected out and curved up. The whole hilt was colored gold, though probably wasn't, and gave the sword a sense of knightly glory.
"Orca...how did you..."
"Ha Ha!! It is a little unorthodox for this day and age!" Orca said with a grin, "I saw the it in dream some time ago. The sword was being used by Orion, himself, as he fought a giant scorpion. It's only fitting for our little 'Hero of Winds'."
"This is unbelievable..." The youth stood up and gave the sword few swings. The blade was much light than what Link had it wood be and was perfectly balanced. He look down to Orca and the old man handed him a scabbard made of leather and steel.
"I know how you like that 'over-the-shoulder' style...though I never understood it..."
Link smiled as sheathed the sword and strapped the scabbard to his back. After years of sailing with pirates, the hero boy was suddenly feeling chosen calling rushing back to him. Hijacking ships isn't that heroic... ...
"...um...Link...?" The youth turn and found Nyx watch from the edge of the beach, hands behind her and head hung down, "Is it alright...if we talked a little."
"Ahh...o-k..." The boy replied, slightly confused. The girl stood silent for a moment... ...
"...alone...maybe."
"Oh, right!" Link looked back to Orca. The man waved his hand, confirming to them to go ahead, "Yeah...this way."
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Link and Nyx had climbed up the path to gorge that separated the Forest of Fairies for the rest of the island. The old rope bridge had been replaced by a new, wooden frame one. So they finally changed that rickety bridge, the youth thought to himself.
"Link..." The boy's contemplations were interrupted by Nyx, "Have you ever thought about how the world was...before? When there was kingdoms spread across dry lands?"
"I know that in ancient times this area was once the land kingdom of Hyrule. I'd image that other place were the same."
"...but...before that..." Link blinked at the at the girl, not sure what she was getting at, "...There is a story in my kingdom that told of a people who lived before Hyrule. They were misguided people...who desired nothing else but to acquire a great power. They used their dark magic and hurt many people trying to get to that power.
"Those people were eventually stopped...and banished...far away." Nyx eyes began to well up with water and tears started to run down her cheeks, "Those people...were my ancestors...and the ancestors of my kingdom!"
"Hey, it's ok." The boy a hand on Nyx's arm to comfort the girl, but Nyx quickly enveloped herself in Link's chest, cause him to blush, "I-it's ok..."
"...I'm sorry..." The girl stated as between cries, "I just get so upset whenever I think about all the people my ancestors had caused pain to..."
"Well...it's all in the past, so there's nothing to worry about." Link pat the girl on the back, silently cursing at how stupid he sounded. The youth felt Nyx nod her head in response and her sobbing slow.
"...IF HE KEEPS TOUCHING HER FOR ANOTHER SECOND, I'M SO GOING TO KILL HIM..." A voice announced in hashed...but still loud tone.
"Is...someone...there...?" Link heard a sharp gasp and one of the bushes a few yards away twitched. The boy closely watched the bush. A piece of yellow stuck out from the top, "... ... Tetra...?" In an instant, the young captain popped out of the shrubbery, "Tetra...? What...?"
"Ha! I found you out before you had your way!!" Tetra yelled as she pointed her finger straight at the hero boy.
"What?!!"
"Don't pretend to be that stupid! Only your perverted mind would lead a defenseless girl miles away from civilization...for one purpose..."
"PERVERTED!! WHAT?!!" Link looked down to the girl, who had watched the exchange in silence...and still in the youth's arms.
They both suddenly gasped and tore away from each other. Turning her back to the boy, Nyx felt her cheeks heat up and turned crimson. Link was equally as red. Whoa...that was fast thinking, Tetra thought to herself, good thing Link's an idiot.
The scene was suddenly interrupted by loud squalk from overhead. The three looked up and found the form of a giant bird zoom towards them, just about to hit... ...
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