This is my first (and most likely only) fanfic I had written. This story was made for my brother, who was getting married in February this year, so it was all pre-written from begining to end before it was uploaded on. Originally a wedding gift for my brother and sister in law, I will now share it with the rest of the world. Just so you know that this may be the only fanfic I will ever write. I am mentally ill and not living a normal life. I tend to talk to myself and most of the time I would tell myself fan stories of my favorite media, with intresting ideas, crossovers, original characters, ext. ext. Unfortinatelly however, because of my mental illness, I was unable to come up with a good solid plot and was mostly just playing around to entertain myself. I was quite lucky to come up with this whole story, especially the elaborate plot twists. Mind you, I didn't think up evey last tiny detail on my own. I also had to do a lot of research on the LoZ series, (mostly on Zelda wiki) despite being a fan to the games. Sometimes, I would look through the same article over and over to make sure I was doing some of the parts right. I also had to come up with certain theories myself for some things in the game that still had a veil of mystery around it with unanswered questions in order for my story to pull through without making a mistake. It was all hard work but fun to write. This was, without a doubt, the best story I've ever thought up that I felt that it had to exist in text.

Like I said, I'm only posting up one story. I could come up with a sequal someday, but no promises. This was proof read and grammar corrected by my mom. Now, am I forgeting something else...?

Oh yeah! At the end of the story, there's going to be a few bonus chapters that tells you all about some deleted scenes, trivia, fun facts and point out some easter eggs you might've missed. But I'd advise you to read them after the story, because it will contain fanfic spoilers.

Okay, sorry for all the rambling. I'm gonna shut up now.

Disclaimer: The Legend of Zelda series do not, repeat, not belong to me. They rightfully belong to Miyamoto. (May he continue to make exellent games for the rest of his days. What does belong to me are Cleo, Finn, Syrilla and Katakina.

So here it is. I present to you, The Legend of Zelda: The Mysterious Travel Guide.

Chapter 1

Cleo discovered the travel guide when they moved into the new house. It was a one floor ranch house which was smaller than their last house, in a different county in Kentucky. She looked out at it for the first time through her window as her father drove onto the gravel driveway. It didn't look like much to her, at first, but then again, looks can be deceiving and in the near future she would soon learn that some things are more then they appear.

"Well, here we are," her father said as he turned off the engine. "Home sweet home."

"It's not home until we get all our stuff in there," said Finn, Cleo's older brother. "Speaking of which, where's that moving truck? I thought they'd be here before we were."

"They probably stopped to get gas or something. Don't worry, they'll be here soon. In the meantime, why don't you and your sister help carry the stuff we do have into the house." Their father got out of the car and brought out his cellphone, to call the moving guys and ask what the hold up was.

Cleo, who was ten years old, got out along with Finn, seventeen, and walked right toward the house, and stared at it for a moment. To Cleo it looked old, like a house from her Grandparent's time, and apparently hadn't been lived in for a while. Cleo wondered what the house was like when it was new.

"So, what do you think?" Finn asked suddenly, snapping Cleo out of her thoughts.

"W-what? Oh, it's okay I guess."

"What, okay? Is that all?"

"I like it," Cleo said simply.

"Look, we didn't come here for sightseeing. Dad's already reassigned to the sheriff's department in this town, so even if it's not the best-"

"I said I liked it!" Cleo barked impatiently.

"Well whatever," Finn said, shrugging. "Look, let's just get our things in the house."

Cleo started clutching her blonde ponytail, her blue eyes looking down. "Finn, I'm sorry I snapped at you. It's not that I hate this place, It's just..." She trailed off before she could finish.

Finn understood, however. "Don't worry about it sis, things will be fine." Her brunette brother started patting her on the head. "After all, it's just another house. What could possibly go wrong?"

And for the first time, since the moving, Cleo smiled. To be honest, she never hated the new place or even disliked it. She just thought it was a bit dull, considering that the house was at least 75 years old. The real reason she had been so quiet lately was because she was thinking about mom. She had died in an accident three years ago and Cleo was the only relative to have witnessed it happening. She never talked about it and Finn didn't want to ask her how it happened knowing that it might upset her. Their moving away from the home where their mother lived was what made Cleo think of her.

"Bad news," their father said after he was done talking on the phone. "Turns out that the truckers had a flat tire and on a highway too, they said that they won't come until at least three or four in the morning." The sun had just set on the horizen.

"Are you kidding me dad, that's at least eight hours from now!" Finn complained.

Their father sighed heavily. "I know that."

"So how are we gonna sleep, they've got our beds."

"We'll just have to make do with sleeping bags, I told you we might need them just in case."

Finn rolled his eyes, "Yeah, sure." He had told his father that they weren't going camping when the bags were brought into the car. Apparently, he was wrong in thinking that they didn't need them, though he wouldn't admit it.

Cleo had walked up to them when their father mentioned the sleeping bags. He turned to her. "You see Cleo? Always be prepared and plan ahead." Their father pulled the bags out and carried them to the house.

"It's not that we're gonna be sleeping right away," Finn said more to himself then to his father. "C'mon, are you gonna help me with the stuff or not?"

"I will if you stop being an airhead," Cleo teased.

"Shut up squirt," Finn teased back.

"Don't call me a squirt."

Cleo was lying awake in her sleeping bag, listening to the faint sounds of Finn playing his DS in the other room. He's either doing Bowser's Inside Story or the Phantom Hourglass (the only games they brought with them) and considering that she wasn't hearing her brother chuckling over a certain character's dialogue, he was playing the latter. She couldn't sleep and it's not because of the noise of a Zelda game or that the sleeping bag might be uncomfortable, but because she could not stop thinking about her new life here. She missed her old school and her old friends, who were the rest of her baseball team. And she especially missed playing the games with them. She wondered what her new friends would be like, if she would have any at all.

For the first time, Cleo heard soft snickering which meant that Finn had switched games and had now come to another hilarious moment with the villainous Fawful. The sound of subdued laughter seemed to calm her greatly and she fell asleep before she even realized it.

She found herself lost, she couldn't find her way in the forest. There were many paths, but no matter which one she took, she always ended up back where she started from. After many failed attempts, the forest started to grow black. She knew she hadn't much time left, somehow she had to find the exit. An earthquake rumbled, something bad was about to happen. A deep dark chuckle was heard, she started to panic. Where is it coming from? she wondered. "Where do you think you're going little girl," the voice sounded distorted yet familiar. She slowly turned around and saw a pair of ominous eyes... She closed her own...

Cleo opened her eyes and saw her own clown plushie staring at her.

Three days had passed and the siblings were still getting used to their new place, even their noses hadn't fully adjusted to the house's smell. Almost half of all the boxes had been unpacked. Finn had finally set up their wii so they could play some games. Most of the time they played Zelda games since it was their favorite kind of games, but today they were playing Mario Kart Wii. Rain was lashing against the windows as Cleo tried to get in the lead. She finally managed to and was about to finish first place on Rainbow Road when suddenly there was a loud crack of thunder and the screen went black.

They both stared at it blankly. "Well this sucks," Finn said flatly.

Cleo looked out the window and saw a flash illuminating the now dim room. "So what now," she asked.

"I dunno, maybe we'll get swept up in a tornado and end up in the land of Oz or something," Finn said sarcastically.

"I mean what are we going to do." She was starting to get annoyed with him. It was obvious that he was just being a sore loser.

"Why don't you go explore the basement and see if there's a gas powered generator down there."

"As old as this house is, I doubt that it would still work," but Cleo went down there anyway.

The basement was pitch black, she couldn't see a thing so she went back up to get a flashlight. Hopefully there was a simple breaker box she could use to turn the power back on. If not she'd have to get Finn to help her which was the last thing she wanted since she was still irked at him for being a jerk. With the flashlight in hand, Cleo quickly looked around the basement. There was very little stuff here, just a few boxes, some pots and a water heater. But no breaker box, instead there was a fuse box and when she went over and looked in, there were no extra fuses. Turns out that this ranch house was older then she'd thought.

Feeling a little bit irritated, Cleo walked back over to the exit, her steps sounding a little louder than usual. That's when she heard something strange. She stopped. The sound seemed to have come out of nowhere, but it was gone the instant it came. It sounded like a sharp clap and it was so close that it was a surprise that she didn't jump. She whirled around to see what caused it, nothing was there. "Hello," she said softly. There was no answer. Is this place haunted? she thought. "Hello," she said again, raising her voice a little. Still nothing. She bravely took a step forward and heard the sound again. This time, she could tell where it was coming from. Cleo looked down at her feet, one of them was on the middle of a stone tile. She stomped on it and the sharp clap was heard again, replacing the dull clomp she had made before. She bent down and dug her fingers into the crack. After some difficulty, she managed to lift the tile, revealing a hollow space underneath. She shined her flashlight in and saw a large square object covered in thick dust. She reached down and pulled it up. It was heavy. Then she brushed the dust off and saw that it was a book bound in green leather. The title read: The Hylian Travel Guide. Underneath the title was the triforce insignia and below that was a small embossed image of an owl. She started flipping through the pages and saw illustrations of landscapes, people, creatures, and such.

Intrigued, Cleo started to read page one when she heard her brother's voice. "Hey Cleo, what are doing down there? Making a generator?" She realized that she had been dawdling in this basement for quite a while. With the book under her arm, she climbed up the stairs. Finn had been waiting.

"You're not gonna believe what I just found!" she said excitedly.

"Like what, a vampire's coffin?"

"Can't you be serious for a moment?"

Finn sighed. "So what did you find?" Cleo handed him the book and he flipped through it idly. "What is this?" he asked, looking bewildered.

"It's a guidebook about Hyrule," said Cleo.

"Like a walkthrough guide?"

"Not really, more like a travel guide."

Finn was even more confused. "What was it doing in the basement?"

"I don't know," she shrugged. "But I'm going to read it."

Finn handed it back to Cleo. "OK, knock yourself out. If you need me, I'll be playing Spirit Tracks."

"Don't you wanna read it with me?" asked Cleo.

"No thanks, maybe later."

So that was the first chapter. There will be more pretty soon. Please do not flame me for some things in the fanfic that might upset you somehow, due to some copyright or whatnot on certain quotes or details. I worked hard on it and would like proper critism and not hateful comments. Thank you!