Another Chapter, as usual I am not Nintendo or Rick Riordan, as if that wasn't obvious already. I do not own either the Legend of Zelda, or the Percy Jackson universes. However I do own my own ideas regarding alternate universe outcomes of them...

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Chapter Four

The Situation Worsens

It was another three weeks before my wife and I were able to get an Iris message to my father to tell him our news. In that three weeks however, Christmas had come and gone, temperatures had now fallen so low that the average highs were only eighteen degrees and the lows measuring just six degrees, and reports of monsters had become increasingly common. Bokoblins, moblins, and lizalfos had all been seen now in remote areas. So far at least, they were all the base variants, for now anyway. When my dad appeared in the Iris message, I decided to get the news out first, just in case it cut off.

"Dad!" I exclaim when he appeared.

"Link! It's been a while!" He exclaimed as well.

"I know these Iris messages have been having issues lately. We aren't sure why, but that's not what we contacted you for. First, those reports of strange creatures being seen, those aren't nothings dad. They're serious, those are all monsters from when Zelda and I last lived. The prophecy is unfolding and monsters are reappearing more and more." I tell him urgently, his eyes widening.

"That's why I urgently need to ask you not to go camping or do anything like that dad. These monsters aren't like the ones from Greek mythology, they won't ignore you because you're a mortal. These ones will come right at you if they know you're nearby." I continue.

"Alright I won't Link. But I get the impression there was something else you wanted to say?" He reassured before ending with a question.

"Indeed, there is." Zelda interjected.

"We're going to have a baby!" I say proudly, "Dad, I'm going to be a father!"

He looked stunned, but quickly shrugged it away, remembering how a demigod's world was very dangerous and most definitely one where people generally lived fast and died young. And we wanted to have a child when we were younger than the average demigod lifespan by about a decade to ensure that if the worst happened and we didn't survive, our child would still remember us as their parents. Another factor was how Zelda and I worried about what would happen if either of us were to die before we could pass on our pieces of the Triforce, and in Zelda's case specifically, the blood of the goddess Hylia. The line of Hylia had never once been broken, and we were in no hurry to find out what would happen if it ever were.

"Congratulations, I'm very happy for you two!" He congratulated us. "How far along are you?" He asks my wife.

"Four months." Zelda says happily, placing a hand gently on the growing bump on her midsection.

"We would have told you sooner, if it weren't for this problem with the Iris messages." I tell my father.

Almost as if conjured by my mentioning the trouble with them, the message began to cut out. The picture started to fade and darken.

"Dad, we'll contact you when we can!" I say quickly.

"Understood Link." He says before the message completely cuts out and disappears.

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Two weeks passed, and the monster reports were now a daily occurrence. Even mortal society as a whole had now realized something was happening, something most unusual. This knowledge had come after a particular report not more than a week ago when there was a report of about forty "red pig people" not ten miles from Carson City. The red pig people were obviously bokoblins, they were encroaching on inhabited areas.

There had also been recent reports of strange beings on other continents too. In the Sahara and Gobi deserts, there had been recent reports of massive things swimming through the sand. They could only be moldugas. Mountainous regions, like the Rockies, Andes, Himalayas, and others had recently had reports of massive stone beasts. These obvious taluses, along with the definitive moldugas concerned the demigod world immensely, now all being aware of the clearly rapidly approaching return of evil incarnate.

Just a couple days ago, there had been another report of monsters, these ones blue in color. The monsters were finally starting to get stronger. There had also been a report of a few "centaur beasts" or lynels in the interior of the U.S.

No one had been killed…yet…as far as we knew. But it was surely only a matter of time, we were all anxiously waiting for the inevitable report of an attack by the monsters. That very night, I had a nightmare. One I hadn't had in three years, the one of the group working for evil.

I was standing in the cave, dimly illuminated in magenta light. The people were there too, the fat man who seemed familiar but whose name was completely escaping me, the burly man Sooga, and the prophet of doom. This time however, the prophet of doom was inspecting some floating beasts. They were bokoblins, specifically black ones. His hand, wreathed in tendrils of malice moved around over the motionless creatures. One of them twitched slightly, just a slight movement, but it made Sooga chuckle.

"Soon, the next wave of monsters shall surge forth!" Sooga nodded his head. "You have done well seer, you have performed quite admirably in your efforts to clone the few monsters that had remained."

I jolt in surprise; these people had unleashed the monsters? That was bad, this whole fucked up situation was worse than I'd even imagined.

"You have proven your loyalty to our cause! How go your efforts to revive Lord Ganon?" The fat one asked the prophet of doom. 'Oh, dear goddesses, they're referring to Ganon as Lord!' I thought.

He turned away from the dormant monsters, again revealing his off-putting appearance.

"I have not yet managed to revive our god, but I assure you I am close." 'Fuck, they're also calling him their god, just how fucked up can this get?' I think. "I feel his presence as I have for some time now. It is stronger with each day, soon he will have gathered the energy to break through the seal that was put upon him and return to lead us, his devoted followers to our rightful victory!" He says with glee, before adding, "I guarantee you, Master Khoga, your loyalty will be rewarded when he returns."

I reel at the name, that's why he was familiar! Why all of this was familiar! These were the Yiga clan, the inverted Sheikah eye was a dead giveaway! Although I'd defeated Khoga in my life as the hero of the wild, and even if I hadn't he couldn't have lived this long, somehow, he'd either been reborn or adopted the same name and personality as him. Then something else surfaces in my mind, a memory from my life as the hero of twilight. It was when I was in the twilight realm with my companion of the time, whose name I now remembered to be Midna. We were in the palace of twilight, facing down the usurper king Zant, and there was something he said that at the time I discounted as a madman ranting nonsense, but now...he said his god, Ganon, would resurrect him without end. Given that never happened, but what if it had for Khoga? What if Ganon or Ganondorf had brought him back? Or….? Maybe it was…him, the demon king.

"We couldn't have gotten this far without you, Astor." Sooga tells the cloaked prophet of doom, bringing me out of my thoughts.

The name Sooga used was unfamiliar to me, this was not someone from any of my previous lives. That thought led me to another, these people were clearly the Yiga. Were they still Sheikah, had they survived these long millennia? It was with this thought that the very beginnings of an idea began to formulate in my head.

Everything went dark as the vision ended, jerking me awake, when the darkness cleared I was looking up at the ceiling of the bedroom. I sat up, rubbing my face with my hands, trying to slow my racing heart. The Yiga were back or maybe had never been gone to begin with, they had unleashed the monsters, they were orchestrating all of this unfolding darkness. Their plans for everyone else was most certainly not good. They were undoubtedly going to be a major threat. My wife stirred beside me, she muzzily looked up at me uncomprehendingly for a few moments. Then her brain seemed to catch up and she sat up a little as well, looking at me with a concerned expression.

"Link, is something wrong? Why are you up so late?" She asked me, head slightly tilted to one side.

I hesitated, my heart still pounding, Zelda noticed my anxiety and leaned over and pulled me into a hug as I started slightly trembling from fear, not for myself, but for my wife and unborn child. Monsters, even the most sentient ones were one thing, the Yiga were completely another. This was because they were people as well. The monsters, to an extent, were predictable, they would either go for you or they wouldn't, this even applied with lynels. The Yiga…they were known for being devious and cunning, for all I knew they could already be aware of our presence and were pretending that they weren't to make us underestimate them.

I surrendered myself to her embrace without resistance as I continued to tremble and shake, becoming frightened for my family's safety. I remembered all too well the ways that the Yiga clan spread its terror, they never considered anyone too unethical to attack. They would target anyone and everyone they could, no one was safe from them whenever they attacked. I was OK with getting hurt myself, provided my family was unharmed, I'd give my life for them, but the idea of my wife and child being hurt terrified me.

"Goddesses, Link! You're heart's pounding! What happened?" She fretted.

I must have still had a slightly manic, wild-eyed look, based on her next words.

"It's OK Link, everything's OK, it was just a nightmare." Zelda whispered into my ear, trying to soothe the rising worry in me, as she gently rocked from side to side.

I shook my head slightly against her collarbone, "No, Zelda. It wasn't a nightmare, it was a vision."

I pulled back slightly, and saw her eyes widening as her face became a mask of fear, "What was it?" She asked nervously.

"It was the Yiga clan, they're orchestrating all of this, I saw them improving some bokoblins to the next level, that being black in this case. They created and released all the other monsters, they're also trying to resurrect Ganon again." I tell her, voice faltering.

Her face becomes one of deep distress, "Oh Link, what are we going to do?" She murmurs, terror in her voice as she subconsciously lowers a hand protectively to her growing stomach.

I raise my hands to her face, palms cupping her cheeks and rubbing my thumbs over her cheekbones saying, "Don't worry Zelda, we're safe here remember? Plus, it probably isn't good for the baby if you're this panicked."

She nods shakily, trying to calm herself as we lay back down. She curls up in my arms; the firm, gentle swell of her stomach pressing against me, a soothing sensation. For the rest of the night, I held my wife close to me, her presence beside me more of a comfort than it had ever been before. As I drifted off, a thought repeated in my mind. 'My family is safe; my family is safe.'