A/N: Well, this is more of Link's Story. Have a mild case of the horrible Writer's Block at the moment, so the chapters will be a litte slower coming.
Disclaimer: Who owns Zelda? Miyamoto. Who am I? A teenager who enjoys writing and has nothing better to do. See the difference?
"Well, grandson, I'd like to catch up to you and introduce you to Koume, but you obviously need to hurry to all the temples. If you like, I can give you a potion to turn you into a Zora. You might want to skip the Goron temple for a while," Kotake said.
"Yeah...OK," I said.
Kotake went to the back of the shop again. She opened a box and grabbed a bottle of a blue-white potion.
"This is it. It'll taste a bit better than the Deku one." Kotake said.
"OK." I drank the potion. Kotake was right. It tasted like water. A bit salty and possibly a hint of fish, but cool and wet. It was far nicer than the Deku potion. I looked at my hands. They were changing to a white colour. I was growing fins at my wrists and elbows. They were blue. My head elongated at the back, forming a sort of cone. This obviously so I could swim better. I swung my arm. A blade-like fin snapped out from my wrist. It had been crumpled down, so that it was only dangerous when I swung my arm. My legs were also very long and my feet were longer, to aid as flippers. My eyes had grown huge, they took up most of my face. My nose had shrunk and was hardly there except for two nostrils.
I looked around, tesing my new eyes. Kotake was standing there, staring. Why? I looked again and saw that it wasn't Kotake. Kotake had a blue jewel on her forehead. This witch had a strange reddish orange one. Kotake walked back into the room.
"Oh! Link, this is Koume. My twin sister," Kotake said. I smiled. So did Koume. She looked exacty like Kotake, even her clothes were the same. I wouldn't have known of she hadn't worn the jewel.
"Hello Link," Koume said.
"Hello."
"I've heard a lot about you from Kotake. I was under the impression you were human. Or at least Deku for a while," Koume said.
"I'm trying out a new form," I said.
"Never been a fan of that, personally. Prefer my own legs or my broomstick underneath me," Koume said.
There was a rather awkward silence. I couldn't think of a way to tell Koume, whom I hardly knew, that I was her great-nephew.
Kotake broke the silence. "Look, Koume I've got something very important to tell you about. Link, you'd better get off to that temple. Here, put on your tunic."
I went to the back room and changed into the tunic. It seemed less horrible now I knew it had belonged to my father. It hardly fitted over my Zora body though.
"Bye Kotake, bye Koume."
"Bye Link," the two witches said.
Disclaimer: Who owns Zelda? Miyamoto. Who am I? A teenager who enjoys writing and has nothing better to do. See the difference?
"Well, grandson, I'd like to catch up to you and introduce you to Koume, but you obviously need to hurry to all the temples. If you like, I can give you a potion to turn you into a Zora. You might want to skip the Goron temple for a while," Kotake said.
"Yeah...OK," I said.
Kotake went to the back of the shop again. She opened a box and grabbed a bottle of a blue-white potion.
"This is it. It'll taste a bit better than the Deku one." Kotake said.
"OK." I drank the potion. Kotake was right. It tasted like water. A bit salty and possibly a hint of fish, but cool and wet. It was far nicer than the Deku potion. I looked at my hands. They were changing to a white colour. I was growing fins at my wrists and elbows. They were blue. My head elongated at the back, forming a sort of cone. This obviously so I could swim better. I swung my arm. A blade-like fin snapped out from my wrist. It had been crumpled down, so that it was only dangerous when I swung my arm. My legs were also very long and my feet were longer, to aid as flippers. My eyes had grown huge, they took up most of my face. My nose had shrunk and was hardly there except for two nostrils.
I looked around, tesing my new eyes. Kotake was standing there, staring. Why? I looked again and saw that it wasn't Kotake. Kotake had a blue jewel on her forehead. This witch had a strange reddish orange one. Kotake walked back into the room.
"Oh! Link, this is Koume. My twin sister," Kotake said. I smiled. So did Koume. She looked exacty like Kotake, even her clothes were the same. I wouldn't have known of she hadn't worn the jewel.
"Hello Link," Koume said.
"Hello."
"I've heard a lot about you from Kotake. I was under the impression you were human. Or at least Deku for a while," Koume said.
"I'm trying out a new form," I said.
"Never been a fan of that, personally. Prefer my own legs or my broomstick underneath me," Koume said.
There was a rather awkward silence. I couldn't think of a way to tell Koume, whom I hardly knew, that I was her great-nephew.
Kotake broke the silence. "Look, Koume I've got something very important to tell you about. Link, you'd better get off to that temple. Here, put on your tunic."
I went to the back room and changed into the tunic. It seemed less horrible now I knew it had belonged to my father. It hardly fitted over my Zora body though.
"Bye Kotake, bye Koume."
"Bye Link," the two witches said.
