Live the Dream?
Hyrule once existed as a shapeless, chaotic, mass of existence.
Three golden goddesses descended on it. Three sisters, who wanted Hyrule to exist as a peaceful place. A beautiful place.
Din, a goddess of power, molded the land, and gave it shape. She carved the valleys, dug out the canyons, wrinkled the plains to make hills, and she crafted the mountains.
Nayru, a goddess of wisdom, made the water and the laws of the land.
And finally, Farore, a goddess of life, made the plants and the creatures that would uphold Nayru's law.
Their work finally completed, and a beautiful planet the result, they then left the land of Hyrule. They left the living world into the next, leaving behind a sacred relic between the two realms.
This was the Triforce.
As the first years were going by, all life lived in harmony with each other. No war. No violence. But this could not stay this way for forever. Greedy creatures sought after the golden power. Some fought them to try and protect the Sacred Realm. Others, fought just to reach the power first.
Finally, protectors of the golden power established a dominion over the Sacred Realm. The rulers vowed to protect it with their life. They made allies with other creatures in the surrounding area after much bloodshed. It seemed that the wars were finally coming to a close.
Except for the Gerudos.
They were a cursed bunch, that used to be Hylian. They were the worst of the thieves and murderers. Their land was cursed, and turned to a scorching hot, arid dessert. Their children were all female, except for one. And that was going to be how it worked for the rest of time. Several females, and one male every one hundred years.
A man, years later, rose up from the dessert and waged war on the land. It was a war so violent, the manner of fighting had not been seen in centuries. The Hylians prevailed, and kept the golden power safe.
But there was one family caught up in the war. A family of three. An infant boy, a worried mother, and a father who was a soldier going off to fight in the great war.
The father of said family had to fight in the war, and the mother with the newborn child fled to the forest. She ran into trouble along the way, and was mortally wounded. She and her baby managed to escape with their lives. The mother brought the boy to the guardian of the forest, the Great Deku Tree.
The mother died at the guardian's roots.
The child grew there in the forest, unaware of his dead parents, unaware of life outside the forest. Unaware of the man.
But about the time the man rose to power again, when the boy was ten, the man made arrangements for a solid treaty with Hyrule. At the same time he sought three spiritual stones that could have given him access to the golden power.
One lay in the forest, with the boy's protector, The Great Deku Tree. The man cursed the tree. Willingly, the boy tried to save the tree, only for it to die after the boy retrieved the first stone. He left the forest and came to the princess of Hyrule.
Determined to save the land, he helped her, but only gave the man access to the power. And the power was supposed to wake up seven minutes ago!
"Wake up, Link! You were supposed to be up seven minutes ago!" Link awoke to find his father saying.
Link shook his head and groaned. He sat up in near daze. That dream had felt so real, as if it were telling a story. Was it? Or, no, it probably was not. Just another weird dream. Nothing to worry about, right?
"C'mon, get up. Get a bucket of water from the well. Your mother's cooking breakfast. If you don't get the water, you don't eat," his father said, rubbing the youth's head before walking away.
Link sat up slowly, rubbing his tired eyes. Such an interesting story! How would his subconscious come up with something so in depth - well; for a mind of course. He stretched his legs and hopped out of bed. He hurried over to his boots and slipped his feet into them. He strapped the top up so they were secure.
He left his room and climbed down into the main room. He grabbed a rickety wooden bucket that was hanging by a nail on the wall, and stepped into the kitchen, where his mom was cooking. He absorbed the sweet scent of frying cuckoo and then left his house. A few people were already outside tending to chores or waking up early.
Actually, now that Link thought of it, the story was similar to the story of Hyrule's creation. But what of the mysterious child growing up in the forest, or that tree... and there was also something about a man from the dessert. Yes, how did his mind come up with all of that?
Two weird dreams in a row. Rotten luck.
Link climbed down the ladder and started walking calmly to the well, bucket dangling at his side. The birds were chirping peacefully, and there was a slight morning breeze. This calmness was suddenly interrupted rather abruptly.
A few kids from Link's village (probably sent by Henry) ran up to him grinning.
"You screamed?" one blurted out as he came to a halt.
"Man, what spooked you so bad?" the youngest questioned with wide-eyes.
"Yeah!" Another exclaimed.
"Uh, what?" Link asked, raising a brow.
"Yeah! Henry told us you had a bad dream and screamed! To top it all off you fell asleep watching the sunset! Man, what were you thinking?" a boy about a year younger than Link said. He had brown hair and green eyes, and went by the name of Joseph.
"Well, stuff happens, guys. I'm honestly surprised that you are freaking out so much," Link mumbled.
The youngest one giggled, "Uh, boy's don't fall asleep watching the sunset. And, they ain't supposed to wake up screamin' either," he said, as if Link could help the screaming part.
Link turned his attention to the youngest one, "Drew, like you should talk. You're seven. So shut up." Link said with finality in his voice.
Drew's face dimmed like a light bulb, and Link could tell he wouldn't be doing anymore talking.
Joseph scoffed, "Jeez, calm down."
Another kid that had been silent piped up, "Yeah, way to blow up on a seven-year-old. Yeah, real tough guy!" he said, turning and walking off.
Two other kids followed him, and Joseph lagged behind, giving Link a dagger-eyed glare before following his friends. Drew took a minute to realize everyone had left. He glanced left and right and then fled.
Link stared, frowning, as the small group retreated. He turned and put the wire handle of his bucket on a hook, and then spun a crank that lowered it into the water. He pulled it back up with fresh, blue water.
Link now walked around the village, looking for something to do. He wasn't bored often, but then again, he usually had a whole group of neighborhood kids to play around. And Will, one of his better friends. That's right - Will! Maybe if he just hung around him, the guys wouldn't act like such jerks!
He turned to their group, huddled together, chatting excitedly. Joseph was telling them something, pointing at Drew. Link knew at once they were reciting what had happened by the well, probably exaggerating some. Some of the kids laughed.
Link sighed and headed towards them on Will's side. He hadn't seen Will laughing, yet.
"What's going on?" he asked, trying to sound friendly, forcing a smile.
"Not much." Will - the oldest - said, not even turning his head to look at him. He had the same jet black hair, that was straight and long in the front, and short in the back. He was tall and somewhat muscular, and the oldest of all the boys in Kakkiriko. His green eyes shimmered, like they had been brought close to tears. From laughing so hard. The kids abruptly ceased talking together. They just sat there in an odd silence. Link stood still, not knowing what to say next. Pretty soon, all the boys were looking at him.
"What?" Link asked them, confused.
"Link, uh, can you go away for a minute?" Joseph said.
"Yeah, we're... talking about stuff that doesn't interest you." another one said.
Link immediately felt hurt, knowing all too well they were covering up the fact that they were gossiping about him. For a moment he was sad, dumbstruck. The ground seemed to sway beneath him. It was like some odd dream. Then sadness moved to anger. He clenched his fists and frowned repulsively at them," You're talking about me, aren't you?" he asked, trying to sound calm.
"No," Will replied, moving out of the crowd of boys and putting his arm around Link, "Listen, man, we're talking about stuff that doesn't interest you. Why would we talk about you? Especially when you're our friend? You know I'd never do something like that!"
Link shivered at the word 'friend'. He could see behind it all, "Listen, Link, you come back in a minute and me and you can go do stuff, alright?"
Link shook his head," Whatever. I..." he searched himself, "I don't wanna hear it."
"C'mon, believe me!" Will pleaded again, clearly trying to make Link feel better, even though he had been talking about him.
"Fine, I do." Link lied through clenched teeth.
The older boy smiled and nodded, before walking off with his friends. Almost instantly their conversation sprang up again.
Link spat at the ground as he stormed off towards his house. He heard laughter.
Doesn't interest me? Bull shit!
A/N: Good thing I corrected this chapter. This one was one of the worst.
So, how's the story? I'm trying hard to make it flow good, but it's tricky. Especially since the village kids are making fun of Link over something not so big. Then again, I guess that's part of Link's frustration.
-Sam
