What's so Good About Heroes, Anyway?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story.
Author's Note: Okaythis is actually written by two people, my best friend and I, and this is our first Fan Fiction story. PLEASE!!! REVIEW!!! (But pleasenot too mean???) Thanx a bunch! By the way, I TOTALLY disagreed with the ending of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, so this story starts right after Link and Zelda defeat Ganon the last time. Now, onto the story! Enjoy!
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Link, sweat and blood covering his green tunic, sank to the ground, exauasted. He had given his all in the battle with his arch-nemisis, the power craving Ganon, and had somehow managed to come out aliveand with all of his limbs attached, no less. His arms ached from the constant swinging of his Sword of Truth, and he couldn't even manage to stand straight his leg muscles were so tight and sore. But all of these were trivial matter; for he had won.
Of course, it wasn't just him. If that had been the case; he would still be sitting at the edge of Ganon's castle, wondering how in the goddess' names he would make it across to the black, twisted doorway. He had been helped by so many people; the six sages, the zoras, the gorons, the people of Kakoriko villageand of course, Zelda. If it hadn't been for the princess he would be dead now; crushed under layers of heavy, castle stone.
Thinking of Zelda, Link glanced over to see how she had faired during the battle. She, too, was sitting on the ground, breathing heavily from her efforts against the Dark King. Her golden hair was beginning to become tangled, and a few strands lay across her face. Her royal dress was absolutley and completely ruined. Link smiled calmly. It was baffaling that even after all that had happened, she still looked gorgeous. Maybe, Link thought, this was yet another special power of the princess.
Zelda, having caught her breath, slowly stood up and brushed herself off. When she was satisfied with how she looked, she turned her attention to Link. She smiled; her unnaturally white teether glimmering like small pearls.
"Are you alright? You're not hurt, are you?" she asked. Link shook his head.
"No, I'm fine. A little sore, but nothing a good night's sleep can't fix," he responded, and shakily stood up. Looking down at himself, he couldn't help be laugh. His tunic was so ripped and stained it looked more like a rag then a shirt. He knew exactly what his childhoos friend, Saria, would have said. 'Link! You look like you just walked out of a stampede!' The hero sighed at the memory. How he missed his old friends. Now that this was all over, he was free to see them again, and catch up on old times.
"Wellnow that I am officially the queen of Hyrule, I'll need a lot of protection" she said, eyeing Link's dirty figure. Link nodded. He knew where this was going.
"You wantme?" he asked. Zelda smiled and walked up to him, draping her arms around his neck.
"Of course. You're the best warrior I knowand besides. Who would mess with a queen who had the Hero of Time as her protecter?" she asked. Link swallowed the large lump that had formed in his throat and he quickly ducked away from Zelda's arms. He didn't know why he was so embaressedbut the touch of her fingernails on the back of his neck made him cringe as he wriggled away. Regaining his dignity, Link crossed his arms, hoping he looked casual and collected.
"IOf course, your highness. I would be honored to be your guardian," he said dryly. And why shouldn't he be? It was an honor to serve his queenand all of Hyrule, for that matter. Then why did he feel so spiteful?
"Oh, you're so wonderful, Link. I knew you'd say yes. Now, come on. We'll have to start rebuilding the castle immediately. In the mean time, we can stay at my father's old castle. It's near here; by Lake Hylia. Well, let's get going," she said, and began to walk away from the cracked bits of rock that used ot be her beloved castle. Link shook his head. Why was he feeling so strange about all this? Well, was too late now. He sighed, shrugged it off, and began to follow Zelda away from the ruins.