Before Hyrule…

The next day, the previous night…

The sun rose over Hyrule Castle Town and the remains what had been a glorious festival in the center of town were lighted by the sunbeams. Drunken men entered and exited the many taverns and buildings, and kids played in the streets, where trash from the previous day's festival was scattered all about. All was merry in the town. Well, almost all was merry… In the castle, those guards that had been on Night watch were still astounded by the huge green dragon, and the amount of work they had had to do in order to dispose of the great dragons body. None in the town of Hyrule knew that a dragon had come to the castle. Or so they thought… During the night, a lone person had arrived at the castle by secret means…

"Come on Chris! I'm telling you, I saw something fly to the castle! Something really big!" Said a black haired person in his late teens or his early twenties. He wore shabby clothes that were two or three sizes to big, and one glove on his right hand. He was of light build, moreover for speed, which he had an abundance of, then for strength, which he lacked. He had a silk scarf, which he used as a belt, and stuck in his belt, he had two daggers, one for each hand. He was dragging along another peasant, one with short blond hair, and wore brown robes, that were not meant for travel… Or for sneaking around a castle, for that matter. "No! Fab, I've got duty at the temple tonight! You know how my Dad gets when I'm late!" He said, and yanked his arm free of the one-gloved hand that was dragging him along. Fab stopped pulling, and looked at Chris.

"Fine! But I'm goin' to the castle! If I end up being a hero for saving the Queen, and your not, then don't blame me!" And with that, he turned toward the castle, mumbling under his breath. Chris turned back down towards town, and shouted back "Fine! Besides, I don't want to be hero, anyways!" and he stormed off.

Fab continued along, and climbed a vine that was growing along a rock face. Little did he know that this was the same vine that had years ago changed Link's life. He began to walk along the ledge, when he saw the site before him. A huge, powerful green dragon had landed in front of the castle, and was scaring off guards. Suddenly, a purple light shot from a tower window, and hit the dragon. The dragon battled against the light that had engulfed his body, until the dragon dropped dead on the ground. "Whoa…" Fab began, when he heard a hissing sound coming from behind him. He turned, and saw a Lizalfo standing behind him. It was about the same size as a large man. "Hiss, how darez youz kill Chenozz… The dark master will be so dizpleazed…" It said. Fab backed away from the lizard that was towering over him. "Who are you… and who's Chenoz?" He said. The Lizalfo leapt at Fab, sporting large, jagged teeth, and razor sharp claws, the time for talking being over so far as it was concerned. Fab leapt aside, and watched the Lizalfo hit the wall, and cling to it. It turned and faced Fab. Fab pulled out the two daggers in his belt, and faced the oversized lizard with a grin across his face. The Lizalfo shot forward slashed out with his claws. The sleeve on his right arm gradually turned a dark red, and Fab dropped his dagger. "Aww Shit!" he exclaimed, the grin on his face turning into a look of pain. The Lizalfo snarled "Weak Hylian! This is the reason why the dark master will conquer your race easily! And all of Hyrule!" Fab backed away until he backed up into the rock wall. With one hand clutched his wound, and the other hand clutched his dagger. With all his might, he hurled the knife forward, and it hit the Lizalfo in the arm. The blade bounced feebly onto the ground. The Lizalfo kicked the dagger aside, and looked Fab. "Pitiful" he said, before leaping forward again. Fab rolled under the Lizalfo, and grabbed his dagger. He hurled his dagger, this time having it hit one of the few unprotected spots on the Lizalfo's body. The area just above the tail, where, if they had been dragons, would be inbetween the wings. The lizard howled in pain, and lurched forward, banging his head on the rock.

Fab walked over and kicked the almost unconscious Lizalfo. It grunted, and then began to wail loudly. Fab began to rip of shreds of the little clothing it wore, and used them to bind his wound. Then he bent down to retrieve his dagger, when the Lizalfo began to babble uncontrollably.

"Hiss… The Great Evil One will avenge my death…"

"What is all this great evil one crap? Who is he already?"

"The One that sent Chenoz… The magnificent green dragon of death…"

"Hold on a sec… Chenoz was that dragon? And you think I killed him? You are truly an idiot."

"NO! I sense…" The Lizalfo stopped and blood spilled from his mouth. "Great… pow… er… in y…" The lizard stopped speaking, and begun to shiver uncontrollably. Then he wailed, an unholy sound, towards the heavens. He stopped completely.

Fab bent down, and yanked out the dagger from the Lizalfo's still body. He searched around, found his other dagger, and stuck them both in his belt. He turned, and looked at the castle. Several guards had heard the roaring, and were coming to investigate. Fab began to run away, when he slipped on some loose rocks, and plunged down a hill, hit the ground, and became completely unconscious.

Several hours later after

The body of Chenoz was removed…

Fab awoke, and he was in a fountain of some sort. The water lapped pleasantly around him, and his wound was completely healed. He was completely nude, and his daggers were plunged into a rock nearby. He looked around, and heard footsteps coming from somewhere around a corner. Suddenly, a young woman in a beautiful red dress that served only to cover the most desirable parts appeared. Fab leapt up, attempting to cover himself. The woman blushed, then said "Have no fear. I know your secret, it is safe we me. Here. Cover yourself with this." She handed him a blue silk towel, then begun to walk around the corner.

"Wait! Where am I?" he asked, as he wrapped the towel around his waist.

"Have no fear. The messenger will be here shortly." She replied. Suddenly, a resounding laughter came from out of nowhere, and a feminine voice said "Correction: The messenger is here." Then the owner of that voice rose out of the water. She had scarlet red hair, and wore only leaves that wound around her body.

"You… you're a… great fairy?!" Fab asked. "Yes… and no. Your people call us great fairies. We prefer to be called the messengers of the Goddess's. I am the messenger of Farore. A time of great evil is coming upon us, and you are called. You must heed this call to arms, for you are one of the few that can save this great land."

Fab thought about it for a second, and then said, "What do I have to do?" The fairy smiled, and replied, "You are the chosen of Farore. Your time, and your fellow's time, will be an even greater time then that of the Hero of Time. The evil you face will be great even without the Triforce he holds. Not even the Hero of Time can face his great power alone. You will face many trials, and the hardships you face will be both mental, and physical." The smile faded. "I tell you all this in light that you will make a wise choice. If you decide to be the chosen, go to Kakariko village. My assistant," She pointed at the woman in the red dress, "Will meet you there. Now, sleep…" She said, and Fab dropped to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

He awoke once again, and found himself on the path that led to the castle. He thought it a dream, when he realized he was wearing a silver tank top, and blue pants, clothes fit only for royalty. The wound he had received from the battle the previous day's battles was gone, but the cloth was still wrapped around his arm. He removed it, and stood. He felt around for his daggers, and instead found two razor-sharp daggers with golden hilts that only vaguely resembeled his old weapons. He though to himself, and remembered the words the messenger had said. "Go to Kakariko village…" Fab didn't know whether to go or not, then decided to go. He already had a wanted reward large enough to buy Lon Lon ranch on his head. He walked back to the town, and prepared to set off to Kakariko village.