The sages reborn
SSBM Master: Greetings fanfic lovers. I am SSBM Master, omnipotent Super Smash Bro's Melee champion and author of The Sages Reborn. Before you read and hopefully review, I want to clear a few things up. My story is set several years after Link's battle with Gannondorf. He is now 18. Also, I am a big fan of Zelda but I do not know the name of every individual NPC so please don't criticise me too much if I make a mistake like getting the Outset Island twins names wrong (are they twins?) and finally I wish to introduce you to...THAT GUY
Guy: Uh.Hi.
SSBM Master: This guy is the first character to appear in the story and for the first few chapters, he is the main character. His Name is.I'm not going to tell you!
Guy: What?! You mean I've got to be called Guy until you think of a name
SSBM Master:...Yes
Guy:..Oh ok.
SSBM Master: Do you want to do the disclaimers?
Guy: Fine. Ahem SSBM does not own any characters, locations, or plots that are copyrighted to Nintendo. He only owns the plot to The Sages Reborn and copies of the Zelda games that were LEGALLY bought by him.
SSBM Master: I also own you
Guy: WHAT??
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Chapter1: The man with a mission
The weather could not have been more different to the previous night, thought the owner of The Stinger. His boat was well armoured considering its size and easily capable of dealing with this type of weather but it wasn't making his job any easier. His face, although covered with a mask, was dripping wet thanks to the sudden downpour that had begun an hour ago and he felt sure that if the wind blew any harder, the mast would break. Still, The Stinger had survived much worse storms than this and it couldn't be much longer to Outset Island. The young boat owner looked up and grinned. Although it was still foggy, he could now make out the silhouette of his destination. He would be there in a few minutes.
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Meanwhile, on Outset Aryll was lying on her bed. It wasn't nearly late enough to go to bed (which would explain why she was still fully dressed) but the freak storm, which had suddenly sprung up, prevented her from doing much else. She gave a sigh and gazed around the empty cabin. It was very lonely at times like this.
A few years ago, just after her 14th birthday, her grandmother had passed away, leaving Aryll and her brother Link the house and fortune. Since Link was always away and earned a fair fortune of his own, Aryll had inherited the majority.
Now she was 16 and earned her way as a fisher. It wasn't exactly a dream job but as long as she remained on Outset, it was the best she could hope for. She gave another loud sigh and glanced carelessly out the window. If only something could happen to break this awkward silence. However if she was paying attention to the sea outside the window, she would have seen that her awkward silence would not be silent for much longer
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The owner of The Stinger was down in his cabin. He had just finished tying his boat to the dock and was now rummaging through the drawers in his chambers.
".come on." He muttered to himself ".where did I." He stopped abruptly as he noticed a gold medallion with an odd design on it. "Thank god," he sighed putting it round his neck "now down to business." He was about to exit the cabin when he caught sight of himself in the mirror.
Staring back at him was a fairly tall man with lean arms and fairly broad shoulders. He was wearing a sleeveless outfit with baggy trousers and leather boots. On his back were two samurai swords and his face was covered by a mask, which showed only his eyes. All in all, he looked like a murderous ninja! What had he been thinking! Nobody would trust him as long as he looked like this. He hastily took off the mask and relived himself of the two samurai swords. A slight improvement.
Now he was looking at a young man of about 18. Although still young, his hair was, and always had been purely white. He grinned at his reflection. There were large bags under his eyes but he looked trusting enough. As far as he could tell, but it still wasn't enough. His clothes still looked like they belong to a warrior, which they did. He grabbed a large black cloak which was lying on the floorboards, and flung it around himself. "Great," he thought darkly "now I look like I'm hiding something.which I am! Oh well that'll have to do" At this point the young man left his boat and made his way quickly, as it was still pouring with rain, to Aryll's home.
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Guy: I'm a ninja.cool!
SSBM Master: Yes
Guy: Did you have to give me white hair?
SSBM Master: Yes
Guy: Why do I need to look trusting?
SSBM Master: Mind your own business!
Guy: It is my business.. IT'S ME
SSBM Master: (Leaves the Guy to rant on) Anyway there's the first chapter so please review and be kind, it's my first fic. Also, I should tell you that Link may not appear til chapter 4, I need to see how things work out. I'll have chapter 2 up soon so please R+R
SSBM Master: Greetings fanfic lovers. I am SSBM Master, omnipotent Super Smash Bro's Melee champion and author of The Sages Reborn. Before you read and hopefully review, I want to clear a few things up. My story is set several years after Link's battle with Gannondorf. He is now 18. Also, I am a big fan of Zelda but I do not know the name of every individual NPC so please don't criticise me too much if I make a mistake like getting the Outset Island twins names wrong (are they twins?) and finally I wish to introduce you to...THAT GUY
Guy: Uh.Hi.
SSBM Master: This guy is the first character to appear in the story and for the first few chapters, he is the main character. His Name is.I'm not going to tell you!
Guy: What?! You mean I've got to be called Guy until you think of a name
SSBM Master:...Yes
Guy:..Oh ok.
SSBM Master: Do you want to do the disclaimers?
Guy: Fine. Ahem SSBM does not own any characters, locations, or plots that are copyrighted to Nintendo. He only owns the plot to The Sages Reborn and copies of the Zelda games that were LEGALLY bought by him.
SSBM Master: I also own you
Guy: WHAT??
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Chapter1: The man with a mission
The weather could not have been more different to the previous night, thought the owner of The Stinger. His boat was well armoured considering its size and easily capable of dealing with this type of weather but it wasn't making his job any easier. His face, although covered with a mask, was dripping wet thanks to the sudden downpour that had begun an hour ago and he felt sure that if the wind blew any harder, the mast would break. Still, The Stinger had survived much worse storms than this and it couldn't be much longer to Outset Island. The young boat owner looked up and grinned. Although it was still foggy, he could now make out the silhouette of his destination. He would be there in a few minutes.
* *
*
Meanwhile, on Outset Aryll was lying on her bed. It wasn't nearly late enough to go to bed (which would explain why she was still fully dressed) but the freak storm, which had suddenly sprung up, prevented her from doing much else. She gave a sigh and gazed around the empty cabin. It was very lonely at times like this.
A few years ago, just after her 14th birthday, her grandmother had passed away, leaving Aryll and her brother Link the house and fortune. Since Link was always away and earned a fair fortune of his own, Aryll had inherited the majority.
Now she was 16 and earned her way as a fisher. It wasn't exactly a dream job but as long as she remained on Outset, it was the best she could hope for. She gave another loud sigh and glanced carelessly out the window. If only something could happen to break this awkward silence. However if she was paying attention to the sea outside the window, she would have seen that her awkward silence would not be silent for much longer
* *
*
The owner of The Stinger was down in his cabin. He had just finished tying his boat to the dock and was now rummaging through the drawers in his chambers.
".come on." He muttered to himself ".where did I." He stopped abruptly as he noticed a gold medallion with an odd design on it. "Thank god," he sighed putting it round his neck "now down to business." He was about to exit the cabin when he caught sight of himself in the mirror.
Staring back at him was a fairly tall man with lean arms and fairly broad shoulders. He was wearing a sleeveless outfit with baggy trousers and leather boots. On his back were two samurai swords and his face was covered by a mask, which showed only his eyes. All in all, he looked like a murderous ninja! What had he been thinking! Nobody would trust him as long as he looked like this. He hastily took off the mask and relived himself of the two samurai swords. A slight improvement.
Now he was looking at a young man of about 18. Although still young, his hair was, and always had been purely white. He grinned at his reflection. There were large bags under his eyes but he looked trusting enough. As far as he could tell, but it still wasn't enough. His clothes still looked like they belong to a warrior, which they did. He grabbed a large black cloak which was lying on the floorboards, and flung it around himself. "Great," he thought darkly "now I look like I'm hiding something.which I am! Oh well that'll have to do" At this point the young man left his boat and made his way quickly, as it was still pouring with rain, to Aryll's home.
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Guy: I'm a ninja.cool!
SSBM Master: Yes
Guy: Did you have to give me white hair?
SSBM Master: Yes
Guy: Why do I need to look trusting?
SSBM Master: Mind your own business!
Guy: It is my business.. IT'S ME
SSBM Master: (Leaves the Guy to rant on) Anyway there's the first chapter so please review and be kind, it's my first fic. Also, I should tell you that Link may not appear til chapter 4, I need to see how things work out. I'll have chapter 2 up soon so please R+R
