The Legend of Zelda:
The Three Heroes of Time
By: Cassandra Bryars(a.k.a. Princess Esther of Hyrule!)
Warning: This is a romance/action/Pokémon-&-Legend-of-Zelda-together story. Also, this story contains 'explicit' (not really) "Beamer Bashing" material (For you who don't know what a Beamer is, it's a BMW.). The views of the author are not necessarily the views of the writer. Also, the author of this story believes in the following "shipping": Rocketshipping, Heroshipping (Giovanni and Esther in love), Triforceshipping (Link and Zelda in love), powershipping (Ganondorf likes Esther but she doesn't like him.), and catshipping (Giovanni's Persian and Esther's Persian [Persia]).
Note: Es, one of Esther's nicknames, is pronounced "S." Essie is "S – E" (hard "S", long "E")
Disclaimer: I only own the following characters or part of character names: Hadassah Esther, Josh, Heather, Lydia, Bryars (my last name), John Rocket (Giovanni's fictional middle and last name), Yocheved, Giovanna, Ai, Giovanni John Rocket the II, Ms. Renée Ascot (the boss's secretary), Rosa Bree, Alverdine (Esther's guardian fairy), Brites (Giovanni's fairy, and Robin (Robin's mom). I wish I owned Giovanni, but Nintendo, Creatures, and Game Freak had dibs on him first. Also, I DO NOT own Link, Zelda, Navi, Ganondorf and other Legend of Zelda characters, or any Pokémon characters. And Tigerspirit owns Mi, the Boss's niece. That said, let's get on with the story!
Note: This story takes place at least 10 years before the first ever episode of Pokémon was shown. Actually, it's more like 15-25 years before (Actually, it depends how old you think Giovanni is…). Esther is 14 at this time in the story, and Giovanni is 16.
Part 1: Chapter 1:
New Beginnings
"Come on, Link! You can do better than that! It's just a target, for crying out loud!" 14-year-old Hadassah Esther Bryars said to her twin brother, Link, as he concentrated on the target before him. "Sis! I'm trying to concentrate here, if you don't mind!" He yelled back, brushing a strand of his blonde hair out of his eyes. The two were in their back yard, practicing their archery skills before she had to go to work. "Alright, Link. I'll be quiet so you can concentrate. Besides, I've got to get dressed for work." She answered back, turning around and walking toward the house.
As Esther (what she's known as.) did, she took a deep breath of the fresh March air and sighed. She hoped that the beautiful day so far would continue, considering this was her first day working at Team Rocket.
She opened the translucent sliding glass door, feeling the air conditioner kick in. She had been lucky to get into Team Rocket, with her absolutely perfect record. She quietly walked to a door, opening it ever so slightly.
She looked in, relieved to see that her 2-year-old son, Josh, was still asleep. She closed the door quietly, remembering the events that had led up to her having her son. First, she had been raped, then, three weeks later, she found out she was pregnant.
Thinking about the events saddened her heart, so she shook her head, trying to rid herself of these thoughts. I've got to remain strong for Josh and Link. They depend on me more than anything else. She thought to herself, adjusting her diamond ring on her right hand, remembering how scared she had been when she found out. She then reached her own room.
Turning the knob, she walked in and took a look at her Team Rocket uniforms. They were the basic rank C (Rocket-grunt) uniforms, except the skirt was longer and more "frilly", as she described it, and you had to wear cheerleading shorts under them. It had cost her $15 to get it like that, but she knew it would pay itself off in the long run.
As she put on the skirt, she admired how it flowed. She then put on the midriff-showing shirt and jacket. Noticing that her hair wasn't exactly fit for going to work with, she fixed it carefully. Her long and flowing black hair went very well with her uniform, complements of her gene code. She brushed it so that her Elven-like ears wouldn't show. She knew that somebody, if they saw them, would think it was a mutation of sorts, when actually, they were completely natural and proof positive of her and Link's Hyrulean heritage.
She and Link had somehow ended up in Pallet Town when they were both two. She had befriended a boy named Giovanni (hint-hint) eleven years before, only to have him move to Viridian City when she was nine. Now that she lived in Viridian, she hoped someday to meet up again with him.
Changing into her new black boots, she admired herself in the mirror. Even though she was naturally VERY beautiful (and humble and nice and…), the uniform perfectly outlined her figure, only adding to her natural beauty. Her big, bright, entrancing, violet eyes sparkled as she looked at herself in the mirror. I have to admit; my reflection reminds me of those spy girls on TV, she thought, as she checked the clock. "Yipes!" She exclaimed, "I'm going to be late!" Before she dashed out, however, she quickly put on a cape, which went nicely with her uniform. It covered her left side and was fastened on her right shoulder by a Triforce emblem.
She dashed out of her room, only to find Link there at the door, holding her lunch. "Thanks, Link! You're a dear!" She said, hugging him tightly. "Please take care of Josh for me while I'm gone!" "You know I will!" Link said, handing her the lunch bag, "I packed the usual, PB&J sandwich, Decaf tea, grapes, and something extra…mangos!" "Aww…thanks, Link! You know they're my favorite!" Esther said, smiling lovingly at her brother. "Bye, Link! I love you, Bro!" She shouted, running out the door. "Bye, Sis! Love ya, too!" He yelled back, closing the door.
Meanwhile, Esther was running to her Speed Yellow Porsche Boxter S that she had inherited from her "adoptive" father when he and her "mom" had been killed in a car crash 4 years before. The truth was, really, that she and Link had never known who their real parents were, except that they were both Hyrulean.
She hopped in, & put on her Team Rocket cap to prevent the wind from messing up her hair too severely. She hit and held down the "top down" button, waiting patiently as the top went slowly down.
As she waited for the light to go off, she popped in her The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of The Ring movie soundtrack CD into the CD player and switched it to track 18, then put the CD player on repeat so it would go from track 18 to track 1. As the top went down, she hummed a few bars, then sang the song softly, in Hyrulean:
(Translation) "May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornie (Mourn-e-ay) utúlië (oh-tu-lee-ay)(Translation: Darkness has come.)
Believe and you will find your way.
Mornie Alantië (uh-lan-T-ay) (Translation: Darkness has fallen.)
A promise lives within in you now
May it be the shadows call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornie utúlië
Believe and you will find your way.
Mornie Alantië
A promise lives within in you now
A promise lives within you now…"
She finished singing just as she was pulling up to a red light. On her right, a teenage boy about 19, in a red Beamer, whistled at her. She rolled her eyes, "BMW owners," she said under her breath. "Hey, babe! What is a gorgeous girl like you, doing in a car like that?!" He yelled to her, patting the drivers wheel. "Ditch the car, sweetheart, and I'll show you a real good time in a real sports car, like this one!" "Three words, slimo: Get, a, life!" She growled back. These types always got on her nerves. "Besides, this car suits me just fine. I don't know about you, though. My baby probably wouldn't even start if you were in the car, the way you insult her!"
Just then, the light turned green. Esther, seeing the opportunity to leave Mr. Casanova-who-owns-a-BMW in the dust, put the gear in 1st. As it gained speed, she switched to 2nd and then 3rd gear, leaving him reeling and wondering, how does a Boxter S good faster than my BMW? As her cloak fluttered in the wind, she smiled to herself, "Ignorant twerps. They have no concept of 'that if you take good care of your car, it will serve you well till the end of its days or your days, whichever comes first'," a saying her 'father' had coined.
She pulled up to Team Rocket headquarters, immediately holding down the top up/down button (same button). She checked in her mirror, to make sure her hair was okay, then jumped out of the car. Hitting the lock/alarm button on her remote, she climbed out just as The Boss pulled up five parking spaces away in a beautiful silver Turbo (A Porsche model).
She whistled quietly and said to herself, "Sweet. That's a gorgeous model right there. I bet she goes pretty fast, too." Then she smiled as she thought to herself, and her owner's not too bad looking either. In fact, he's pretty handsome. Fixing her cape, she turned to leave, mainly because she knew if she didn't get to The Boss's office, to report in for her first day on the job, before 9 o'clock, he wasn't going to be happy.
Still, she thought to herself, there's something about him that makes him seem…familiar. If only I could figure it out…She shook her head, clearing her mind. Bryars, you've got to concentrate on training today, &…Just then her left ear twitched, which was a sign that: A. she was in danger, or B. someone was behind her. She casually looked behind her. Giovanni & his Persian were looking at her Porsche. "Nice Boxter S. A little old, but it looks like it still runs really well. I wonder who the lucky Rocket is that owns it. It kind of looks like my old friend Hadassah's dad's car. Year's right, that's for sure."
Esther winced at the mention of her real first name. I wonder if he knows my name's Hadassah. She shook her head. No. He couldn't have. It must have been another Hadassah. She thought, and then realized how rare the name was. Rare. Really, really rare. She continued forward, pulling a Pokéball from her waist and pressing the button on it. A brilliant flash of light occurred; when it subsided, a female Persian was all that was left of the flash. "Come on, Persia," Esther said, running her fingers through Persia's shiny coat. "The Boss won't be happy if we don't make it to his office on time. I'm not one to try to start my Team Rocket career on the wrong foot."