Legend of Zelda:
Rise of the Dark Hero
Link was changed to fight the growing Evil with Darkness.
No longer is he the chosen champion of the eternal Light,
But of the endless Shadow.
Written By: Perfect Psionic Soldier
Edited by: -FernoTheMagicalFern
-PoChEpOkE a.k.a FreelancerX
*Note: This Fan Fiction is loosely based on the N64 game- Zelda: Ocarina of Time, the old TV series and Comic series. Since there is a mixture, some things may not make sense or have been dramatically changed. Other then that, enjoy ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda or other Nintendo Characters. I just own my friends and the characters that myself I created.
Welcome to my warped reality of Zelda. This is a world were reality is harsh, war is waged, the forces of evil is strong and this is a time when a hero needs to become something more in order to save those he cares for.
Things in the brackets are the character's thoughts.
Chapter 1
Homecoming
The rain fell in a steady downpour as Epona calmly walked north, towards the large mountains and across the open grounds of Hyrule Field. It was a desolate place; a large expanse of land, its muddy ground and half-dead grass wrought from years of combat had destroyed the once beautiful grassland. What were once green and lush grasslands had vanished, leaving only remnants of its former self in brown grass, struggling for survival, becoming merely a shadow of its former glory
How long has it been since I set foot on these plains? Link thought to himself momentarily before brushing away the thoughts. It was a different time and a different life. He had changed since then. He was no longer the young man who once walked freely on the earth. He was now merely a shadow of his former self, an image that had been reshaped for survival and glory. His goal in life was now simple; it was what lead him on and kept him alive. He would defeat the one who controlled the Triforce of Power and in doing so he would save everyone from a fate worse than death.
Link looked at his black mare and smiled as he reminisced of times when Epona was a brown steed that was kinder and gentler then she was now. The Triforce of Courage did change those that served her. Although her appearance was different, Epona still had the same soul and mind, if only altered by time and experiences. Link's eyes gently shifted to the small fairy that sat perched on his right shoulder, in between his stray locks of hair.
Navi herself also had changed since her former days. She no longer glowed and her features were accentuated, where upon she once had light golden hair, it was now a glossy onyx black, and flowed alluringly to her ankles whenever she stood still, or wavered behind her as she fluttered about on her dark translucent wings. She was more slender then he remembered, and he knew that the other fairies would find her figure beautifully ravishing.
Link's thoughts shifted towards himself and of how he had changed since the time the Triforce altered him. His once golden hair was now as dark as night and his blue eyes the deepest brown. He was changing still, albeit, slower and less pronounced. He was no longer the young man that left the service of the King all those years ago; he was now a soldier of a specific cause, whose destiny was pre-determined.
On his arms, he wore a pair of black gauntlets which contained small, red rubies encrusted into the centers of the gloves, giving Link strength that rivalled its legendary silver counterparts. Light, black armour hung draped over his tunic and he wore loose breeches that stretched to his dark leather boots. His clothing was completed with a tattered black cape that flowed gently in the calm breeze. Even his belt and its magic pouches were of the same black. He now liked the darkness and its single colour, feeling that any other colour would no longer suit his nature. He was now a man, whose destiny was to die saving the land he cared for, not the young, boy he once was, that was always chasing after the affection of others.
Thinking of the Triforce reminded him about the gifts that it had bestowed on the three of them. It had given them the ability to feel each other's emotions whenever they concentrated, allowing quick and direct communication, without interruption or interference should they find themselves unable to speak to each other by normal means, but it had also given each separate blessings.
Epona herself was altered to look menacing she became a warhorse fitting to be ridden into battle by the chosen warrior of courage. She was now a gallant and pure black mare, with great speed, endurance, and strength, which she used to serve Link loyally and without fear. Her love of her master was proven over and over during the years that they where together.
As for Navi, the Triforce of courage increased and strengthened her magic greatly. She now helped Link fight monsters with her spells and courage, and rarely left Link's side for whatever the reason.
Then there was he himself, the Triforce had improved his speed, strength, endurance and as well. He could now wield the darkness within the Triforce, channelling it through the once good Sword of Courage; a sword now blackened with darkness. It was now a sword known to others as Murasame, the blade of death and destruction. Even though he was endowed with this new great power, it came with a relentless curse, which made him cough blood often as the darkness grew within him, slowly killing him with each passing day.
The rain relentlessly ravaged on as Link approached the city of Hyrule and he was not surprised to see large walls of white stone surrounding the city's perimeter with guards, as large as ants, patrolling the battlements. What did surprise Link however, was that the white walls were wedged in-between the large mountains. The walls themselves encompassed the large pass that by rumour would lead to a deep valley protected on all sides by treacherous mountains. This ensured that the only way one could enter the valley was either by magic or through the currently defended path.
Link sighed as his gaze turned from the white walls and he fingered a small medallion in his pouch that he had recently acquired form the clutches of the former guardian of the shadow temple, Bongo Bongo. He remembered the fight well as it had occurred mere days ago within the ancient graveyard of the ruined town of Kakariko. The guardian was a challenge to defeat as it could naturally cloak itself in the darkness and strike its opponent with its large detached hands. Hands that left Links body aching from the thrashing he had received from them.
Link had had encountered trouble with the guardian at the onset of the fight, but with Navi's light spell, Link was able to see the beast clearly and he easily slew the protruding eye with his dark sword and received the Shadow Medallion for his troubles. With this, Link felt a source of power within that could be harnessed if used correctly, but it was still too weak to be used properly. He had heard of other medallions and if they where used together, a great power would be unleashed. However, with the medallions scattered across the land, it would have been hard pressed for others to find them. Link only found the shadow medallion because of Navi, as she had heard of a legend that claimed it resided in an ancient temple built by a lost people.
Link felt a small wave of depression hit him as he once again scanned the great white walls. He was once happy here; free from the darkness that now consumed every part of his soul, blanketing it with a cool darkness that he knew would eventually destroy him in the end.
Navi suddenly tugged at his hair and pointed towards the southern part of Hyrule field, in the direction of Lake Hylia. Navi spoke into his mind, Look there Link! It's a group of people running towards the mountains!!
Link looked up and saw what Navi was pointing to, a group of battered soldiers were making a mad dash towards the like large white walls where the city of Hyrule and its Castle was supposed to reside, protected from the outside world by its vast, newly made mountain ranges. Then another group caught his eye, a larger group of moblins where chasing the soldiers as they both rushed towards the white walls.
Taking a closer look at the group of soldiers, Link could almost see their faces as they ran. Their uniforms were torn and stained with blood, some of the soldier's were even missing their weapons as he saw three running ahead of the others, unburdened with the weight of swords, spears and axes. However, if the soldiers had to fight they would be the first to die.
Then Link took the time to study the gaggle of moblins, their dog like faces and large bodies madly dashing, to catch up to the soldiers.
They're not going to make it. Navi stated calmly as she watched the chase with a sense of detached amusement.
Epona whinnied, stamping her front right hoof in impatience as she saw the running moblins. She had had several bad encounters with them in the past and had taken any opportunity she could to attack them ever since. The scars from those encounters made sure her convictions for killing them never strayed.
Link smiled as he felt Epona's urge to crush the group of moblins under her hoofs. He quickly turned his face towards Navi and blinked as she stared into his dark brown eyes. She leaned on his black strands of hair, blending in with the darkened confines of his hair and drawn hood, making herself comfortable.
Link nickered and tightened his grip on the reigns slightly, and Epona took off at a mad dash, her urge to rid her sight of the running beasts growing with each passing moment. Link then reached back, towards his left shoulder with his right hand and drew Murasame from its sheath at his back with his right hand, allowing the dark blade to cut through the howling wind as they closed in on the group of moblins.
Navi fluttered to the edge of Links' hood as she raised both her hands, palms outward, and concentrated to form a hissing fireball that vaporized the rain surrounding as it grew till she released the pent up energy the backs of the two moblins that were directly in front of Epona, burning them through their light armour.
The two moblins let out pained howls as they tripped and were promptly crushed by Epona as Link swung his sword, neatly killing other scattered moblins as they rode by their exposed backs that made them easy targets.
The other moblins quickly caught on and slowed down as they tried to fend off their new attackers. However it was a hopeless battle as they where slain one after another in a seemingly effortless manor by Link and his party, who left their dead bodies decaying away in a green fire.
The remaining six moblins began to form a half circle in the mud surrounding Epona, standing only a few feet away as they hoped to be able to attack and kill her while she had her attention diverted towards one of the others.
Navi on the other hand had other ideas as she fluttered above Epona's head and placing one hand behind the other, she released a bolt of crackling lightning, killing the moblins directly in front of them and leaving behind a crisped body, before it too, was consumed by green fire. Link then swung his sword at the three moblins that flanked his left side. The moblins smiled at first at Link's fruitless swing but as thunder clapped overhead the two surviving moblin faces turned to horror as they watched a black crescent blade of energy scythe through the midsections of their former comrades killing them as the wave effortlessly streaked through their bodies before dissipating several feet away.
Epona then dashed towards the last two, braying as she stood on her hind legs, throwing mud forward as she lifted her two front hoofs high into the air then slamming them down, crushing the skulls of the terrified moblins, ending their misery swiftly and ruthlessly.
Link allowed Epona to settle which gave Navi time look around the field of battle and scout for dropped treasure. She returned in moments with a few satchels that hung limply in the air by magic and handed them to Link before shaking the rain from her onyx black hair and continuing to perch on his right shoulder. With that done, Link placed the satchels in one of his larger pouches before peering towards the walls of Hyrule City. He released a small smile as he watched the main gate open, allowing access for the surviving soldiers.
However what surprised Link next was a small group of white cloaked, mounted soldiers that rode out towards him at a reasonably quick pace. Instead of wondering what business they had, Link quickly lost interest and turned Epona west, moving away from the castle, towards the east where he would search for a specific person who could craft him a weapon. The soldiers seemed intent on their target and when they detoured to keep a direct route to him, Link then stopped and decided to wait for them to reach him.
As the mounted soldiers arrived, Link sat watching them as they formed into a simplistic rank of two columns of eight with the leader astride at the front. Though their white cloaks hid much of themselves, it was quickly apparent to Link that they were well armoured and even better armed as the sound of metal on metal signalled their halt as they slowed down to a stop. Their aura of goodness and justice was almost overbearing as they looked onwards and Link felt the impending doom of boredom and stupidity as he looked at the young group of knights before him.
The lead knight, a seemingly experienced soldier, straightened in his saddle and saluted Link crisply, the man's polished gauntlet catching drops of rain. Link instantly noticed that it was battered and worn and wondered how many battles the man had fought in.
"I am Captain Rett, Royal Knight of Hyrule's 3rd brigade." Link blinked for a moment, wondering if he should care whom this knight was or what his purpose. Instead of saying something, Link simply nodded once, letting rain slide down his cloak as he wondered half-heartedly how long it would take him to draw his sword and kill them all. However the name did remind him of a friend he had before he left the service of the King.
Give me a few short minutes Navi whispered playfully into his mind, making Link smile at the thought of a fairy taking out a band of fully armed knights, but quickly changed his mind. It wasn't worth the effort.
The Captain waited for a reply but with nothing but the nod, he hesitated a moment before he continued. "I wish to thank you formally for rescuing what was left of our patrol."
Link once again gave a curt nod, deciding to continue to remain silent.
"We also offer you hospitality within Hyrule Castle since it is rare we find travellers that still wander about in such obvious fashions alone. The court would also like to hear news of the outside world, as you would know, since Ganon began his campaign, we have lost contact with many other cities and allies."
Link waited for a moment before his eyes shifted towards the slender fairy resting on his shoulder that gave him an energetic response. Why not? Let's do it! I want real food for once!
Link then shifted his eyes towards Epona and noticed the small signs of fatigue that taxed the warhorse. He had been pushing her hard on their journey to find a legendary smith who could craft the greatest bows in the known world, but seeing Epona tired meant that she was reaching her limits, great as they were, and she deserved a rest, convincing him to accept the knight's offer. As he thought about it, they all needed a good rest, especially after the fight with Bongo Bongo and Link could all but remember the feeling of sleeping in a warm bed and eating good food.
"I will accept your offer, but I would rather stay in the city." Link stated calmly and when he saw the Captain's confused response, he blatantly stated, "I don't like royalty." leaving no room for questions or arguments.
Captain Rett blinked in surprise but rather then doing something to aggravate the stranger he simply nodded, said "Please follow," and began to turn around to lead them all back to Hyrule City. The other knights followed their leader's example and also turned around but slightly slower as they carefully eyed the dark stranger. They obviously didn't trust him enough to be comfortable with him at their backs, but they had no other choice.
After a short ride, the party found themselves before the white walls of Hyrule City and Link for the first time saw exactly how big they were and suddenly noticed that there was a smaller white wall that was simply dwarfed by the larger one. Being of the same white material, he had easily mistaken the two structures as a single wall. Standing effortlessly over four stories, the first wall towered above the outside world while the second wall being impossibly high, which was well over ten stories left an impression of an impenetrable city that would resist any and all attacks. The only thing to dwarf the second wall was the mountain ranges on either side, which were even higher then what Link first thought possible.
However, as Link peered around the base of the outer walls, he noticed small boulders and rusty, shattered armour strewn about with unusual mounds of rock and stone. It took a moment before Link realized that they were the remains of enemy troops that had taken on the task of attacking Hyrule City. Looking once again at the fortified white walls, it was obviously a failed attempt.
Captain Rett slowed down and signalled to the troops on the battlements and the white gates began to open, allowing the knights access to the area between the inner wall and the outer wall that were flanked by pure rock, the mountains creating a perfect choking point to and from the city, making it easy to guard. In between the walls was a good hundred yards of open space. As the party rode through organized stone buildings, which troops walked in and out of freely, they weaved between large weapons of war, such as catapults and other machines. The party quickly stopped before another set of white gates that were eventually opened, allowing them access to the city within.
Captain Rett then motioned for Link to follow and led the way in with his fellow knights, leaving Link to follow at his leisure. As Link guided Epona forward, he couldn't help but look at the massive inner white wall and the mountain, and he quietly prayed to himself that he wouldn't see anyone who recognized him, as he wasn't sure how he would deal with them since he had no desire to do so. He was almost completely alone and he wanted it to stay that way.
As Link entered the city, he was amazed at how it had changed from how he remembered it. No longer was it an average sized city. It had grown into a much, much larger one. The sheltered land was a criss-crossed sea of houses and streets lined with people with umbrellas that went on with their daily lives, ignoring the rain as it fell upon them. Hyrule was a bowl. The mountains created the bowl and the people filled it, basking in the offered protection from the world and its many dangers.
A few children, under a large tarp where playing with a small blue ball, tossing it back and forth to each other as they formed a small, loose circle laughing as they caught or dropped the blue object. As the party of knights passed through, they stopped and stared in awe at the passing armoured figures. These were the people that protected them and even at an early age they knew of their importance but never ceased to be amazed as the knights passed by. It was many a boy's dream to enter knighthood and place their lives in the service of the king, protecting the kingdom from the dangers of Ganon and his evil deeds. Even many of the girls had felt the same awe and wished that they too, could join.
All of the knights waved at the children, flashing them smiles and a few gave them nods from their perch atop their horses. The children themselves seemed to bask in the knight's attention and to Link's surprise they saluted the passing party, their expressions full of respect for their protectors, as they knew the dangers that the knights faced everyday of their lives.
However, as their gazes fell upon Link, the children changed their expressions to complete surprise and absolute intimidation. They had never seen one such as him before. As they stared at Link, they felt his presence, a presence of greatness and power that they had never felt in another man since prince Façade. They all knew of prince Façade's presence, one of righteousness and royalty, things expected of a hero of the realm. But as they stared at the man dressed in black, they felt a different presence. It was as if this stranger was stronger and it made him stand out like a beacon of hope and courage. However as they continued to stare at him, they felt his indifferent gaze from under his dark hood and they all unconsciously shivered. The man also gave off a feeling of darkness that no one could describe and this changed their opinions of their hero, confusing them to whether the man was good or bad. All they knew was that no one in their right mind should mess with him.
When the procession left their view, the children continued to watch for a moment. The stranger's aura lingered behind for a few instances before a young boy picked up the blue ball and began to once again play, but their play was somewhat half hearted as they all thought about the man they had seen. A man who not only gave off a feeling of darkness but also a man who gave off a sense of hope, and though no one could ever explain why, he also gave a feeling of courage, as if he was its chosen embodiment.
Link looked around himself in wonder, still awed at the dramatic changes that had accompanied Ganon's campaign of terror and destruction in order to obtain the Triforce of Wisdom. As he looked around, he saw nothing but small homes that sheltered people from lands near and far. It was a radical difference to the ruined towns that existed on the borders of Hyrule. The towns that pocketed the borders were destroyed and many of the people who did not flee at the first sign of trouble were promptly slaughtered. Few of those that had decided to stay survived, but had memories that would scar them for life.
Following the band of knights, Link quickly found himself riding near the front, beside Captain Rett who was pointing out the various mainstream locations of the city that the people visited regularly. Blinking, Link allowed himself a few more moments of surprise and awe before he began to force himself to lose interest in the changes of his former city. He wouldn't allow himself to lose focus from the objectives of his Triforce.
Link then realized something as he watched the throng of countless people pass by. He was tired. Turning his head ever so slightly towards Captain Rett, Link asked his final question, "The Inn?"
The leader's eyes widened for a moment, not surprised at the stranger's question, but at the fact that the stranger spoke. "The nearest inn is on the single street ahead of us, the Green Boar, but the best inn, the White Swan, is further ahead, beside the castle. I personally recommend the White Swan, not because of its location but because of the delicious food and superior lodgings." The Captain finished, confident in his statement about the inn being the best.
Link took a moment to think. Good beds meant nothing to him as after spending days sleeping on hard dirt and solid rock, anything would have been better, but Link quickly decided that good food was what he needed.
"White Swan." Link said firmly and Captain Rett simply nodded as he continued to lead his horse forward, the people paused and respectfully allowed the knights the right of way before continuing on.
Link halted before the wood and stone building, watching the rain pelt the round, weathered stones. The horses nickered as the knights slowed to a halt and remained in the cold rain. A few of the knights shivered, their cloaks soaked through, no longer providing warmth and barely keeping out the rain.
"The White Swan." Captain Rett announced as he shifted his chin towards the building, showing Link what he already knew.
Link simply gave a nod towards the knight captain as he sighed at the building's wall. He remembered the White Swan. He had come here often when he was still serving the princess to escape her orders to clean the castle or when he was in trouble for doing something he shouldn't have.
Link smiled at the memories of the past. How immature he was back then! It made him wonder how he had survived as he did before. Shaking his head, Link gently but ruthlessly pushed those thoughts away.
Different time. Different life.
"The stables are this way, sir." The Captain offered and proceeded to lead Link towards the side of the building where a stable boy leapt to attention at the site of a small party of knights stopping before him. Link stopped as he surveyed his surroundings. The stable itself was rather large, hosting many stalls on one of the three walls. Standing in front of the entrance, Link quickly noted his environment the left wall hosted a stack of crates and boxes, he guessed that most were full of either hay or fodder to feed the horses. Before him on the far wall stood a neat row of stalls, most were full of horses. Of the twenty odd stalls only three were free and they stood near the left side of the wall, near the stacks of boxes and crates. To his right were a few odd boxes and barrels but other then that, there was nothing. Everything seemed cluttered towards the back, the stacks of crates and boxes becoming higher and more tightly packed. Link guessed that it was to keep them safe from the rain.
Without a word, Link gently led Epona to an empty stall, the farthest one to the left and dismounted. The stable boy, a youth with a head full of frizzled brown hair, watched nervously as Link quickly unsaddled Epona and gave her a quick rub down. When the boy had built up enough courage to say something, Link suddenly turned towards him and the boy instantaneously lost all of the courage he had mustered as he gazed at the imposing figure before him.
"Feed her, don't stay near her. She doesn't like strangers, but likes carrots." Link stated calmly, scaring the wits out of the young boy before him as he walked towards the waiting captain, tossing three simple green rupees towards the boy.
Link found the man waiting impatiently astride his wet warhorse. "These will do." He said simply and the man seemed to find the deeply hidden gratitude that Link was pretty sure was almost non-existent and beamed as he made a fist before his heart, signalling his reply.
"I must report back to the castle. You might have to present yourself before the king tomorrow or the day after. Many travellers do, as they are so infrequent, you understand..." the Captain was apologetic as he remembered Link's statement about disliking royalty.
Link simply gave a simple nod that lingered for a moment before he turned to enter the inn, signalling the knights that they could leave. Captain Rett gave a nod towards his men and turned his horse around, heading back to the castle for the report and a warm bed.
Link stopped a moment as he watched the boy place fodder into a trough, raise it to Epona's midsection by rope, swing it around to her front and tie the rope into place. Taking a moment, the boy tried to pat her rump and instantly jumped to the left side, before an empty stall as a hoof grazed his shin.
Smiling, Link stepped back into the rain, turned left and opened the wooden door, leading to the inn and removed his hood, revealing his features as he showered the ground with rain while looking around. To his left were numerous tables that were occupied with rowdy men that leered boisterously at the serving girls, demanding food and drink. Ahead of him was the innkeeper herself, running the bar, keeping tabs and rolling her eyes as the men drank and ate.
Stepping in, Link drew a small crowd of eyes towards him as he walked to the innkeeper. A few men narrowed their eyes as they stared at the youth before them, an untried boy that shouldn't have been allowed near their establishment. However, the young serving girls blinked and eyed the approaching man with growing interest as they continued with their work, trying to keep an eye on the newcomer as much and for as long possible.
Eyeing a staircase to the far right of the room, at the opposite wall of the entrance, Link stopped at the bar, looking at the innkeeper as she stared back, a half formed memory nagging at her mind.
"Room" Link stated as he stared at his former friend, the innkeeper Gertrude who returned the stare. After a moment of studying, Gertrude found that she didn't like the way the stranger held himself apart from the others, as if he was better than them or such.
"Our rooms are pricey; you might not be able to afford it little duckling. Why don't you try another?" the innkeeper said in a motherly tone, trying to persuade the person away tactfully. But when Link didn't respond to her statement, she sighed and leaned forward on the worn bar. "A hundred and twenty-five Rupees a night, you must leave exactly two hours past dawn and if you plan to stay for more then two days then you are required to pay in advance. No haggling." She stated half heartedly, wanting him to leave. He didn't look rich so she expected the young man to go away at the high pricing. She didn't usually charge so much but she didn't like the young man's dark aura that she felt emanating from him, that seemed to cling even to his surprisingly clear dark brown eyes.
Link lowered his head for a moment in thought. "What about privacy?"
The woman blinked as she stared at the young man, Is he serious? "If you pay an extra hundred and thirty, you will have absolute privacy but if you break anything, you pay double for it." She said as she narrowed her eyes slightly. There that's two hundred and fifty rupees a night, there's no way he would stay here, not when it's a simple thirty for the next inn down the street. Gertrude thought to herself and those that heard the conversation smiled, knowing that there was no way that the young man could afford so much, but they where poised for action, in case they young man suddenly turned violent.
Link sighed at the pricing. She wants to get rid of me...I guess that's normal but I need a place to stay and this is the only place I know where she will keep her word. She couldn't have changed that much since I left... Link blinked as he reached into his satchel and thought about a few specific rupees, feeling them form in his hand, he pulled them out in a fist and gently dropped them into her open hand. As Gertrude's surprise disappeared at the young man's payment, she looked at the accepted payment, knowing that it wasn't enough and expected him to haggle for everything he had. As she looked into her open palm, her eyes widened at the rupees in her hand. Like every other rupee, they were small, thin and crystalline with a long body as thick as a baby's finger, their ends narrowing into a dull point, however unlike the average rupees of blue or green these were made with the rare gems of gold! Worth five hundred rupees apiece, only the royalty had them in abundance and here this boy just handed her three of them!
Gertrude quickly motioned specifically for one of the men at the nearest table, whom had a hand on his hidden dagger to quickly come over and she gave him the rupees to inspect. The blond man blinked as he quietly casted a spell to tell if the three gold gems were fakes or not. Being a craftsman he had learned a few spells of gem resonation, to inspect how pure the gems he dealt with were. With the golden rupees, they had to be very pure and if it was any different from what he knew, he would be able to tell if they were fakes or not. After a few minutes, the man blinked in surprise and handed the gems back to Gertrude with a nod.
They were real.
Swallowing, Gertrude instantly felt ashamed and abashed for calling for such high pricing. It wasn't like her to do such things to anyone and this contradicted her beliefs of the good of all people and giving them a fair chance.
Seeing her reluctant acceptance, Link knew that the money was accepted and he spoke quickly and curtly. Losing fifteen hundred rupees wasn't an everyday thing. "I need a room for a few days, privacy included. This is all I ask."
Gertrude nodded slowly, feeling suddenly very sullied at the young man's voice, as she knew he had the right to be trite with her. "Foods prepared five times a day..." she began, but quickly dwindled off under the man's unchanging gaze.
"Thank you." Link said simply and walked away, away from all the hard stares he got from the people sober enough to realize what had transpired and the unending gazes from the serving girls. He wanted to check on Epona and see if the stable boy had gotten himself killed yet.
The innkeeper watched as the young man left, leaving her feeling abashed and curious. As she watched the young man walk through the door, she felt a tad nostalgic, as if she had met the young man before. Gertrude instantly brushed away the thoughts as she heard cries for more beer, and food and incoherent mutters. She could think later, she had a business to attend to.
As Link entered the stable, he instantly noticed two things. One was that Epona had been fed but the emotions that emanated from her mainly were those of annoyance mingled with satisfaction. The other thing he noticed was that the boy was sitting on a large wooden crate with newly torn breeches, and was currently rubbing his bruised legs.
When Link walked up to him to inspect Epona, the boy looked abashed whenever Link took a glance in his direction, showing Link that he had in fact disobeyed the orders to leave Epona alone. His legs alone proved that he had tried many times to get close to the horse and failed every time.
Link smiled as he patted Epona's neck, feeling her bits of joy as he scratched her in between the ears, their bond entwining their emotions. Navi herself sighed and took a seat, her back resting in black hair as she also felt the small joy that Epona had, their bond linking the three of them together. Link then decided to look at the boy who obviously was brave enough or stupid enough to try to get near Epona several times, even though Epona had attacked him with every attempt.
As Link turned and faced the boy who then shied away and tried his hardest to disappear, the boy blushed and turned his eyes downcast, embarrassed that he had been caught. All he wanted to do was make friends with the horse. Link studied the boy's brown hair and tanned skin, showing that he had been working out in the sun for long hours. His simple breeches and tunic didn't mean much but he was a skinny lad, mostly skin and bones, no massive muscles or even much muscle for that matter.
Just a simple stable boy then... Link thought to himself as he considered what to do. He could just go to his room and sleep, or he could eat, but as he looked at the boy's bruised shins, Link couldn't help but release a small, gentle smile. The smile vanished as he walked up to the boy and stared down. The boy fidgeted nervously as Link continued to stare, his gaze steady and unwavering.
"Carrot." Link said simply and the boy jumped in surprise, pausing for a moment before he got off the crate and reached towards a small plate of skinned carrots that were hidden behind another crate and handed one over to Link.
Link studied the carrot for a moment, looking it over for signs of rot or mouldy patches. "Two." Link stated as he returned his gaze to the boy and was promptly presented with another carrot. After another moment's inspection, Link walked over to Epona and led her out of her stall, allowing her to stand freely in the stable. Opening his left hand, he presented Epona with the skinned carrot and Epona then proceeded to happily munch on her favoured snack.
The boy smiled as he watched Epona happily eat. It was something that Link didn't miss and assured him of his decision. "Stand." Link commanded softly as he pointed towards the ground, beside Epona's head on her left side. The boy complied slowly, not sure if he could trust the horse from attacking him, but after a moment he found himself standing safely beside the black warhorse. Link then handed the boy the other carrot, placing the treat in the boy's left hand as he raised it. Link watched with amusement as Epona happily ate the carrot and the boy happily fed it to her. Link couldn't tell who was enjoying the moment more, the eating horse or the young boy who was feeding the horse.
Link then allowed the boy to feed Epona a few more carrots and before Epona became spoiled, he stopped the boy from feeding her anymore by simply raising his hand before the boy could fetch another one. By now Epona had grown comfortable around the boy and sensing no malice towards the boy from her master; she simply enjoyed her treats and allowed the boy to safely stay near her.
"Name." Link said as he watched the boy begin to groom his horse.
The boy blinked for a moment, before realizing he was asking for his name. "Veken! I'm Veken!" the boy stated with his youthful voice. He watched as the stranger gave him a nod and he had an urge to ask for the man's name but decided not to. Veken stared at the stranger for a moment longer before he turned his attention back to the horse before him.
Veken continued to groom as he studied the beautiful horse before him. Veken himself had seen many horses in his life and could distinguish between a few breeds of horses and he could even tell how good a horse was and how much they would be worth in the market place. However, as he studied the obviously female horse before him, he couldn't help but think What a beautiful horse! So strong and elegant! he had never encountered a horse like this one before.
As he ran his fingers over her fur he felt strong muscles beneath and when the stranger had walked her out, he had noticed at how she just didn't just walk but walked gracefully over the cobbled floor, her every step sleek and fluid. I wish I could show master Talon this horse! He would never believe me otherwise! Veken thought and was surprised when he felt a smooth line on her skin that was hidden by her fur. He traced the line a short distance before Epona skirted sideways slightly, away from his probing hands and Veken was sure what he felt was a long scar. Studying the scar for a bit he suddenly noticed a few more lines on her body and as he looked at the legs, sure enough a few more scars lined them also. Veken's eyes lit up in awe as he realized just how many battles she must have gone through to acquire so many scars and he was suddenly absolutely sure that she would fetch no less then a silver rupee or two on the market.
Veken was so absorbed in his own thoughts, that when the stranger suddenly said something, it startled him. The stranger scratched his horse between the ears and repeated what he had just said. "Epona."
Veken found himself staring at the stranger's face. When the he had walked in, his hood was on and as he stood beside him, hoodless, Veken felt as if he had passed some test, a test to be worthy enough to be near the man or his horse. Veken stared at the man's smooth features, not a scar marking his graceful face but what drew Veken's attention were the stranger's eyes. They seemed to be intense yet empty, as if he was missing a part of his soul, since many people said that a person's eyes were a window into their soul and the stranger's eye seemed oddly empty. As Veken stared into them, he couldn't help but shiver under the stranger's gaze. The gaze seemed empty of everything but an emotion that he couldn't quite make out.
"Epona." Veken whispered to himself as he broke his gaze from the stranger's and instead stared at the horse before him. He suddenly brightened and smiled as he said to the man beside him, "That's a beautiful name and she is a beautiful horse!" Veken was almost sure that the man smiled as he wordlessly turned away and drew up his hood. The stranger paused for a second, standing still before he walked back into the rain and Veken was suddenly sure that he had gained enough trust to be the horse's friend.
As Veken led Epona into her stall, he was very happy. Today he had made friends with a beautiful horse and an amazing stranger who didn't speak much.
Morning came and Link's eyes opened as the first rays of sunlight entered the room, drifting across the floor and onto his bed. He got up with a yawn and sat upright, making a small mass swing gently back, then forward again in his hair, beside his right ear, awakening Navi from her gentle slumber as Link climbed out of bed.
Navi blinked and opened her eyes from Links movements, then stretched slightly, tensing her muscles then allowing them to relax, making her feel more awake. Blinking away the last bits of sleep, she rubbed her eyes, her entangled arm tugging hair as she moved, alerting Link that she was awake. After a few moments of fidgeting, Navi was miraculously free from the tangled mess that she was trapped in moments before, which never ceased to amaze Link. Every time that she slept, she tangled herself in his hair and no amount of moving, short of cutting off his hair, would dislodge her and when she woke up she would simply fidget for a few moments and come out free, leaving straight, untangled hair in her wake.
"Breakfast?" Navi asked using her voice rather then their bond to speak, as no one would easily overhear them.
Link shrugged and began to do his morning stretches to wake up the rest of his body from the first comfortable sleep he had had in ages. Especially after his run in with Bongo Bongo who nearly killed him with his oversized hands that relentlessly smashed him around the battlefield. Link found himself wondering when or if all of the aches would go away, as a man can only take so much abuse before his body starts to complain.
Link, however felt relaxed after he finished his stretches and walked over to the dresser where a wash basin was, and proceeded to wash his face. While washing, the previous night's memories came back to him. After he had talked to young Veken, he had gone inside the Inn and talked to Gertrude, then found his room and took a long relieving hot bath that did wonders for his body. Feeling clean, healthy and awake, Link quickly wiped his face with a soft white washcloth and looked over at Navi, who was sitting on the rim of the wash bin, her feet making gentle ripples in the water.
Grabbing his black tunic, Link smoothly slid it over his head, allowing it to fall before he attached his belt around his waist. Before he knew it, Link found himself staring at his own reflection in a full sized mirror beside the window. Dressed in nothing but black, Link sometimes wondered what he had looked like before, in his green tunic and admittedly, tight leggings. Looking down from the mirror at himself Link sighed as he saw multiple cuts and rips in his tunic and baggy leggings. Sometime today he would have to go out and find someone to stitch his clothing for him.
Link then unconsciously reached for his hat and blinked as he remembered he no longer had it. Feeling momentarily lost, Link instead looked back at the mirror staring at his face, as if he was looking at himself for the first time. The Triforce of Courage had kept its word about the rebirth part. When Link had awoken after their first encounter, he was amazed to find Epona a darker brown and was even more amazed to find the fact that Navi no longer glowed. Their first few weeks were perhaps the hardest as they had changed dramatically. Navi's body matured quickly, her hair changing from a golden blond to onyx black and Epona went through the same process, her body changing and growing in size, making her larger and darker until she eventually became the black mare she is today. For himself, however, the changes were slower as his hair slowly became black and his body altered into something that was meant for battle. He was a tool, a weapon made for no other purpose but to defeat the Triforce of Courage's enemies.
Navi landed on his shoulder, making Link look over at her momentarily before he looked up at his bare head, where his hat should have been. Seeing it gone gave him a moment's heartache as he wished once again for the days of old when he was happier then he was now, during the days when his goal in life was to get a single kiss from his princess and protect the weak.
Shaking his head slightly, Link forced the thoughts of the past away. Those memories were from years old and he had traveled far outside of Hyrule and spent years wandering from town to town, looking for the whereabouts of Ganon, the king of darkness. Even though he never found anything but rumors relating to his rival, Link never gave up, he would find him, even if he had to walk around the world twice to do it.
Taking a deep breath, Link forced the newer thoughts away and instead thought of something more important. Food. Turning his head to Navi, he smiled gently at one of the two companions that he had had for most of his life. "Lets go get breakfast."
"Yea!" Navi exclaimed as she flew into the air, hovering before Link's face. "I can't wait to eat some of Gertrude's special white pork potatoes!" Navi's comment made Link smile, his first real smile in weeks, which made Navi smile even brighter as she landed back on Link's shoulder, crossing her legs as she rested herself against his warm neck.
Looking around the room, he saw his cloak resting against a chair near the door and decided against using it today, it was a good day and he didn't feel like hiding himself from others. Opening the door, Link walked into the hallway, putting his room number into memory, it was marked twenty-three in white numbers. Quietly walking down the hallway, he rounded the corner to the right and walked down the stairs, finding himself facing nothing but empty tables and chairs. A few serving girls were wiping down tables and when they finally noticed that he was standing before the stairs, they turned their heads, their simple serving dresses rustling slightly as they did so.
Link gazed at them, switching his steady gaze from one woman to another, making a few blush as he looked at them in turn. Navi sat and watched in boredom, wanting only food she quickly brightened and alerted Link of Gertrude's presence when the woman walked up from behind the counter.
Link turned and walked towards the innkeeper, stopping before her and paused for a moment before he asked his question. "Breakfast?"
Gertrude glanced at the young man standing before her. He was a good head taller than her, and had an odd fairy sitting on his shoulder, but she quickly sighed. "All you boys are the same, always hungry." She stated in an exasperated tone but she quickly smiled, and lifted her left eyebrow as she spoke, "What do you want to eat this early in the morning my little duckling?"
"Gertrude's White Pork Potatoes." Link said simply, he couldn't wait to eat something that he hadn't had since he was still the protector of the land. It was a great dish.
Gertrude sucked in her breath and stared at the young man before her with a more perceptive eye. Only a few people knew I made white pork potatoes and fewer have ever asked me to make it! Gertrude thought quickly and narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the stranger anew. Who is he? she wondered and felt the half formed memory returning to nag her once more.
Uh-oh... Link thought to himself, Maybe we shouldn't have asked for that... Link blinked, and he tried to think of what to do when he was saved as Navi turned at the sound of the door to the inn opening, spilling in sunlight as a man in armor stepped in. Navi quietly poked Link in the neck and as the door closed, Link turned to see who had entered.
A lithe young man with dark brown hair wearing light, white armor smiled as he walked up to the two and gave the innkeeper a hug. "Mother!" the man said simply as he withdrew from the hug. "I hope you've been feeling well."
"Rett!" Gertrude said in surprise, her eyes alit with emotions. She took a moment to look over her son whom was dressed in armor and she felt pride that her son had turned out to be such an honorable and kind man.
Link looked at Rett in disbelief. This is the Knight from yesterday? Rett? He remembered Rett. They were good friends and grew up together, Link the hero who wanted to protect his friends from evil and Rett the young man who was aspiring to become the hero who would vanquish all evil, a bringer of peace and happiness and an all around cool guy whom the ladies would throw themselves at.
Looking at Rett now, Link saw that his friend had chased after his dreams, becoming a knight was no small thing and there was an air of confidence around him, making Link happy that at least his friend was beginning to realize his dreams and grasp them. Wanting to leave Rett to talk to his mother, Link went to the nearest table and sat down; waiting for them to finish talking so he could get some food.
"What brings you in here? Come to steal more food?" Gertrude accused with a smile as she placed her hand on her hips.
"Well, not really... but here! These are for you! They're fresh, right from the markets." Rett replied with a wry grin and handed his mother a small bundle wrapped in a white cloth.
Gertrude accepted the offering and placed it on the counter before she untied the bundle and unfurled it. "Rett! These things are going to be the end of your mother!" Gertrude exclaimed aloud as she picked up a small sweet and popped it into her mouth.
"At least you're going to die happy!" Rett replied with a smile and blinked as he remembered why he had come down here in the first place. "Mother, a man in dark clothing came in last night, do you know were he is at the moment? He doesn't speak much either."
Gertrude finished off her second sweet and nodded, pointing her chin at the now sitting Link, who had his elbows on the table and his hands clasped before him. Rett simply nodded thanks to his mother and sat down beside the stranger he had come to fetch.
Rett sat silently for a moment, studying the stranger before him but he didn't know what to say or how to address the man. Is he a lord? Or a simple traveler? Brooding, Rett sat in silence, looking at the man's dark hair and continued to stare at the man's face. Why does he remind me of someone? he thought to himself until he caught sight of the sword that was strapped to the man's back. The hilt protruded from the man's left shoulder, and was wrapped in what looked like worn black leather from what Rett could tell. He was busy studying the design that the leather formed when he noticed that the man was staring back.
"You are requested to appear before the court, by the king." Rett stated and when Link gave a nod and stood up, Rett released a sigh of relief, as he wouldn't have to convince the man to go with him. Turning around, he smiled and gave his mother another hug. "I must go."
"Yes yes, more errands." Gertrude said with a sigh and kissed Rett on the forehead, embarrassing her son greatly.
"Mother, not in front of everyone!" Rett exclaimed as he backed off.
"But, no ones here." Gertrude stated and smiled as Rett blushed and lead the stranger away, the maids behind him smiling or laughing. She always mothered her children and always will since they were still her babies. Now where is that errant daughter of mine? Gertrude thought silently to herself before she headed to the back with her tiny sweets to get something to drink.
Rett walked with the stranger through the streets, passing a few people that were beginning their morning chores, ignoring the pair of people who were headed for the North Palace, the castle where King Harkinian, Princess Zelda and Prince Façade resided. Walking with the stranger, Rett watched as they both effortlessly passed through a small throng of people, noting how the man walked, and carried himself. Rett soon found that the man walked with a grace of a fighter who wasn't a stranger to combat. Rett wondered how he would fare against the man in a one-on-one match.
Before they knew it, they stood before the North Palace, a sealed off part of the city that was a small town in itself, housing troops and essentials. A moat of clean water circled the walls of the castle showing only the tall towers that resided within. A simple wooden drawbridge was already lowered, allowing access for everyone during the day. The drawbridge was only closed during invasions and at night, for security reasons.
The two walked passed guards, Rett waved his hellos and they both passed the barracks and stables, where a few knights shouted out a greeting to Rett, who returned the reply with enthusiasm. They continued walking for a bit towards the center of the area, where the castle was located, and as they walked by more guards, they soon found themselves within the castle where the stranger seemed to be lost in thought.
Rett then took a chance and hung back a bit, allowing the stranger to lead and was unsurprised to find that he knew exactly where to go and after a few twists and turns, they stood before the red iron doors of the courtroom.
Navi watched Rett with suspicion, he was acting oddly around Link and since she wasn't noticed, she could watch the man without distraction, unlike Link who seemed lost in thought. She was worried that Rett was up to something that would hinder or harm Link and she began to think of how to gently rid themselves of their former friend without hurting him.
"The lords and royalty are behind this door." Rett stated calmly as butterflies invaded his stomach. Link nodded as he prepared himself and was about to walk through when Rett stopped him. Looking at his friend with a steady gaze, Link found himself staring at a nervous man. Link wondered what was bothering his former friend.
"Link..." Rett started and was glad to see a startled look on his friends face. "It's been a while, hasn't it? I've got a few errands to attend to, so we can't talk until later tonight. I'm sure you have your reasons to hide who you are, and even though you've changed these last few years, were friends still, right? Lets talk later tonight and catch up on old times!" he finished with a rush, feeling relieved that he had gotten it over with and smiled as he clasped his friend's hand. "Good luck in there." Rett said with a wry grin and watched as Link gave him a smile and opened the doors before Rett himself left, walking down the halls alone to ponder what their time apart had changed.
Link pushed away the thoughts of his friend and stepped into the courtroom and as he entered, he was surprised to see so many people waiting for him. As he walked down the red carpet, towards the pair of thrones stationed at the end of the room, the gathered court began to mumble, their voices a collection of hushed whispers, pointing out his looks, his clothes and potential rank, many predicting that he was a simple peasant. They talked of how he walked, of the weapon he carried on his back and of the rips in his clothing. All of this Link ignored as he continued to step forward and he stopped before the king sitting on his throne that rested upon a raised dais. Giving a curt bow, Link found he was unable to pay homage to his former liege and friend.
So much has changed since those times.
Link paused to study the man he knew in the past and was surprised to see how the years had changed the once kind and gentle king into a more adamant ruler. As he continued to study the king, he saw beyond the royal mantle and golden crown the king wore and saw the fatigued and aged features that nothing could hide. The king was old and it showed. However, what caught Link's eyes the most was king Harkinian's own eyes. They were the eyes of a ruler who had lived a long life and seen it all. Peace, war and hardships. The king in turn studied the stranger before him intently, trying to judge what kind of man stood before him.
Link then shifted his view to the king's right, were a man cloaked in white stood before the throne, acting as the king's guard while bringing much of the court's attention to himself. Studying the man who was obviously a noble of high standings, Link easily guessed that who he was looking at was none other then Prince Façade, the white knight that had succeeded him to the title of the Protector of the Land. Well-groomed, long blonde hair graced his head as he looked down at the lower ranking person before him with distaste.
At least some things don't change. Link told Navi mentally, finding some comfort that in the years since he left that there was still some fragments of his past that still existed unchanged. Staring at Façade with the white cloak, his body was well hidden, showing only the that he wore fine leather boots and had a white hilted sword strapped to his back, in the same fashion as Link himself did. The white cloak made it difficult for him to judge how Façade fought as armor was an important asset to a fighter since it regulated how a person would move and how quickly they could move about during battle.
Ignoring Façade's look of disapproval and obvious distain, Link looked behind the man and saw Zelda, sitting in her own throne a step down from Harkinian's right side. Looking at the princess, Link simply blinked once as he stared at the woman sitting before him. The years that flew by had only matured and enhanced her beauty, molding her into a striking figure.
The time that they spent apart had made his memory hazy and since he became the vessel for the Triforce of Courage, he had only thought about his past in small spurts, avoiding memories that had to do with his heart in order to concentrate on the goals before him. Looking into her eyes again, Link almost fell in love for a second time as he gazed into her clear, intense blue eyes. He felt less of a fool for falling for her in the past and was starkly surprised that he was able to repress old feelings that were so strong back then. Then the king cleared his throat, bringing Link's focus back to the man.
Seeing that he had the stranger's attention, king Harkinian stared into the man's dark eyes for moment before he spoke. "Welcome traveler to the lands of Hyrule. As you may know, I am King Harkinian, ruler of these lands and protector of its people." Link merely blinked at the speech, unaffected by the royal words. This made Façade look more intently at the darkly clad man before him.
"Traveler, I shall be forward with you." The king stated and paused for a brief moment. "Since the beginning of this war, Ganon has sent countless troops and monsters at my people. He alone has razed many of the surrounding towns and villages in an attempt to grasp what he desired until we built this city. This city of Hyrule is where my people, those that had survived the first year of war have taken safe refuge along with the survivors of Façade's kingdom. With so many lives to protect and the vast size of Ganon's army, we are no longer able to keep in touch with much of the outside world. Even our magic, strong as it is, is no longer strong enough to contact our allies. What events have transpired since we closed ourselves off from the world?" Harkinian finished with a sigh, his eyes growing sad and weary, yet stayed adamant. The king wanting answers to his questions.
Link stood motionless, his eyes downcast as the king finished his speech, feelings of understanding glowed within him as he heard the king. Link saw how the burdens of rule had taken its toll on the old man, but instead of answering, he simply let out a sigh, a feeling of weariness engulfing him. He suddenly felt infinitely tired as he stared at the aged monarch. The toll of constant battles and dreary future began to slowly work at his spirit, gnawing at him from the inside.
Harkinian watched as the man raised his eyes from the floor to meet his and was surprised to see what they held. The dark yet hardened eyes of a stranger before him spoke of struggle, hardships and much weariness, as if he carried a great burden himself that rivaled the weight of his crown. The man reminded him of the young and youthful Link but he was unable to say why. Thinking of Link brought back a pang of remorse. What if Link was still with us? Would so many have died? Would we still be struggling to survive? Where are you now Link? Harkinian thought to himself wordlessly. He had those thoughts often nowadays, with his kingdom struggling against a relentless enemy Link's skills and courage would have been a great asset.
"Much has changed, your Highness." Link started hesitantly, grabbing the attention of the court. "Though my information is far outdated, I shall tell you of what I know." King Harkinian nodded agreement, giving his permission for Link to speak freely. "To the east, the Gorons had enclosed the entrance to their caves, buying them time as they prepare their homes for invasion. That was well over two years ago and as to how they fare now, I am no longer sure. However I am positive that they still live, the spirits of the Goron's is strong and they will not fall easily." Harkinian nodded as he listened. He knew of the Goron's strength in battle, as the histories of kingdoms of the land were never that of absolute peace and he has seen firsthand, the power of the Gorons as they waged war.
"The Zoras have also sealed their entrances to their domains in the thickest magic ice, preventing access from the outside world. What they do now, or how they fare I do not know. All I know is that they are almost perfectly sealed away in their own lands, making it nigh impossible to reach or contact them." Link paused to take a breath, allowing time for the information to sink in. "As for the Garudos, they don't answer to anyone anymore, choosing instead neutrality as they are caught between the allegiance to their king, Ganon, and the alliance of the other kingdoms. I doubt they'll help the kingdom of Hyrule in their current predicament."
King Harkinian nodded as he lost himself in thought. Surrounded by enemies with no help in site, they were in dire straights indeed. Leaning back, Harkinian let out a deep sigh, which caught the attention of his only daughter.
"Father, are you alright?" Zelda asked, with deep concern in her voice as she furrowed her brows.
Harkinian smiled as he nodded to his daughter, happy that she had been born, and happier that she had grown into such a fine young lady. Why he remembered the days of when she was still a little girl who had clung to his leg whenever she was scared and of the days as she grew up and began to find her way in life. Harkinian especially remembered the days when Link came to live with them, as the protector of the land. They were good days, memories to be forever cherished, especially in these dark and dire days of war.
Suddenly Harkinian's eyebrows shot up, realization dawning on him as a specific memory lit up in his mind. Zelda's youth! When she was young she told me of how she used three mystical stones to stop Ganondorf! it was then, during Zelda's youth that she had Link gather the three mystical stones and had used them to thwart Ganondorf's carefully laid plans of war. The three mystical stones held great power and even if his allies couldn't help him out with their soldiers, then they must at least be able to help by lending him those magical stones!
"Father?" Zelda asked as she saw Harkinian's eye light up, obviously with a plan in mind.
"The three mystical stones!" Harkinian said as he looked into his daughter's eyes. "The three mystical stones can help us! Zelda you once said that you had used them when you were younger and were able to defeat Ganondorf, yes?" Zelda nodded, slowly comprehending what her father was saying. "Then we can use them again! With those stones we must be able to at least strengthen our defences, allowing us to free enough troops to gather allies!" Harkinian said with vigor, a set plan in mind. The court brightened along with him, true hope in sight after such a long time.
Zelda's eye widened slightly as her father finished speaking, nodding as she thought over what he had just stated. True that she had used them when she was younger and they were powerful magical objects. They can help us! But... "Father, we can use them but we no longer posses them. L...Link and I returned them after we had finished using them." Zelda stated with a small sigh as she watched her father's enthusiasm dim, along with the entire court. However, Harkinian was not done yet.
Thinking for a moment, another revelation came to him. If the stranger knew of what has happened to our allies then it means that he has visited the other kingdoms as well. Then perhaps he can help us in our hour of need as ever so slowly, we are beginning to lose this war. With those stones we can turn the tides and reclaim what we have lost...
Link watched the entire procession with neutrality and boredom. Even Navi was beginning to lull herself into a gentle nap when the king stood up, bringing everyone's attention to him.
"Traveler, I have a request for you. Will you hear me out?" Harkinian began, wishing to state this matter as delicately as possible. Link nodded, seeing no reason why he could, or should decline.
Seeing the nod, Harkinian continued. "You have obviously seen the domains of Zora and Goron as you speak with such clarity in your voice. I ask that you assist my people. Will you help us in searching for the three mystical stones?" Link stood surprised at the king's request. The entire court seemed to focus their entire attention on him, waiting for his reply.
Taking deep breathes, Link thought of the past and focused on the one experience that had wounded his heart. He had been hurt that day, very hurt. As he thought of that even, a single phrase entered his mind.
Never again
Shaking his head slightly, Link stared into the eyes of the king. The eyes of a former friend, someone he once considered family. Link thought of the past briefly as he opened his mouth, the entire court leaning in to hear the good news first hand. "I decline your request, your highness." Link stated firmly while trying to be as polite as possible.
"What?" Harkinian gasped aloud as he was rejected. "Is it a reward you need? As if it is so I will freely reward you handsomely."
Link only shook his head slightly as the king tried to persuade him and calmly answered, "I simply have no interest in that area. I have my own agenda's to attend to. There are many other travelers other then I. I am sure they are adequate enough to help you." The king sat down, surprised at the traveler's rejection and was unsure how to proceed next.
The court gasped and gossiped as the words sunk in. Their main question was why did he decline? Was it not enough to serve good and protect the innocent? Was he really a greedy person? Or an agent of Ganon, trying to raise their hopes then dash them to bits as the stranger attacked them from within? The list of possibilities were endless and as they court went on gossiping, few possibilities were left out.
However, during the entire exchange, Façade's expression grew from distaste to a boiling rage. The only thoughts were How dare he! A peasant demeaning a king and putting his greediness before others! What kind of man is he! To act as if he was better then us all! Better then I, a Prince! Making a hand motion to one of the nobles in the crowd, a thin and well dressed young man with his brown hair combed back. The man was standing near the stranger and as Facade caught the man's attention, he narrowed his eyes and nodded once towards the traveler. Catching the prince's meaning, the noble calmly walked from the crowd and kicked the stranger in the back of the knee, forcing him to kneel down.
The crowd fell back slightly in surprise as Harkinian's and Zelda's eyes widened in surprise. Façade simply smiled, enjoying the scene before him as the noble began to relentlessly kick at the kneeling stranger.
Link! Navi screamed into his mind, her shock apparent. She was about to reveal herself and attack the offender but Link stopped her with a thought and Navi waited impatiently, wanting to kill the man for attacking Link. She felt some of the pain that Link felt and was infuriated that someone, especially one who was supposed to be on their side, begin to pointlessly attack her friend and master.
Link had been concentrating on the talk with the king a great deal and didn't notice as the noble stalked up and began his attack. The kick to the back of his leg throbbed and the following kicks to his back and sides hurt as the leather boot slammed into him mercilessly. Harkinian was about to order the noble, Bryan, to stop but was cut short as Link kicked the legs from under the hot-blooded man.
Bryan picked himself up in anger and as he regained his balance, rushed towards the traveler and threw a strong right jab at the man's face. Being an experienced fighter, he expected the traveler to freeze from his sudden and quick strike. However, as his fist flew towards the traveler, it suddenly stopped in mid-air and his world instantly exploded in pain.
Link watched as the brown haired man picked himself up and was unsurprised as he was rushed. Seeing the punch, Link simply stepped back, caught the man's punch in his left hand and countered with a punch from his right fist, into the noble's stomach. Not waiting for him to recover, Link stepped up as he grabbed the man's well-kept hair with both hands and brought up his face. Waiting for a moment as he balanced on his left leg, and in one quick motion, slammed the man's head down into a rising knee, sending the noble flying onto his back, a trail of blood following him. The crowd parted as the noble drifted by, landing onto the stone floor unconscious. Their gazes lingered on the man for a moment before they returned their gazes to the dark clad traveler, a hint of fear in more then a few of their gazes.
Yea! Take that! You shouldn't have messed with Link! Navi stated mentally as she watched blood leak from the fallen man's face, happy to see that Link was alright and that the man got what he deserved. Feeling much better, Link turned his head towards the king as he relaxed his body momentarily.
"I feel that we have finished." Link stated as he turned around and began to walk towards the red iron doors, only feeling sore from the noble's assault. Harkinian and Zelda watched in silence as he left, not wanting to make a bad situation worse, but Façade on the other hand wasn't ready to give up. Stepping forth, he yelled out a single command, "Cease him!" Link ignored him as he continued to walk towards the doors. The king and princess however, gave Façade a surprised look.
The guards that were stationed around the walls stepped forth, preparing to apprehend the stranger. Link was instantly stopped as the closest guard drew his short sword and slashed. Raising his left arm, Link warded off the attack with the back of his black gauntlet. Defenseless, the guard's eyes widened in pain and surprise as he was jabbed in the ribs, followed by a knee into his solar plexus, winding him as he doubled over in pain. Taking the opportunity, Link slammed the back of his right fist onto the back of the guard's helmet, creating a ringing sound and dropping the guard. A second guard, wielding a spear, quickly walked up and narrowed his eyes at Link's act of aggression towards his comrade.
Other guards were quickly making their way towards him and Link decided to draw his sword. The hiss of Murasame leaving its sheath made the guards wary and actually seeing the pure black sword gave them pause. His black sword drew the attention of everyone in the court as well as they had never seen a sword such as his. The sword was beautiful as it curved slightly outwards and had a single sharpened edge. The sword gleamed in the sunlight that inhabited the room, making it look beautiful as light reflected off it.
With a quick strike, Link sliced through the shaft of the spear, breaking it in halves and cutting the guard's chest. The guard went down with a cry as he clutched his wound. Looking up, the guard was furious at being struck down and tried to get back on his feet, showing that it was nothing more then a large scratch.
Ignoring the others, Link walked forth, his blade grasped in his right hand as he continued towards the door. But as he reached it, there were at least five guards waiting for him with more closing in, encircling him. Navi frowned, having had enough, she was thinking of using a fireball spell. Her thoughts however were suddenly interrupted.
Harkinian's voice pierced the still air. "ENOUGH!! Leave the traveler be..." The guards at their king's command withdrew with relief, glad that they didn't have to fight the stranger. As Link was about to walk through the doors, Harkinian asked him a final question, "What is your name, traveler?"
Link paused for a moment as he sheathed his sword, allowing it to drop back into its sheath with a muffled whisper. Turning around slightly, he looked at the king on the far end of the room. "I am simply a wanderer, your highness." With the final statement, Link turned back and walked through the door, leaving the court behind to mellow in their thoughts.
As the stranger left, Harkinian looked at his daughter and saw her dislike for the man. Hiding a small smile, he turned to Façade and felt his smile wither away. Why did Façade act as such? What grudge does he hold against him? sighing, Harkinian stood and dismissed the court.
Walking out the doors, Link made it out of the castle and halfway to the castle walls when he heard a voice yelling in his general direction to stop. Navi yawned as she looked back and saw a young woman running towards them. Link look behind us, I think she wants to talk to us!.
Stopping, Link turned around and saw a young woman with loose light brown hair and wearing a simple military uniform come to a halt before him. She took deep breaths as she stared at the man standing before her. Catching her breath, she flashed a bright smile and did a quick bow, her hair trailing her actions as she moved about.
Link blinked as he watched her study him. "I formerly thank you for saving our lives yesterday! If it wasn't for you, we might not have made it..." the young woman's face looked distraught for a moment before she continued. "But you saved us and that's all that matters! Are you new to this city?"
Link felt distraught under the woman's quick change of moods and overall cheery attitude and nodded slowly. "Great! Then I can show you around, as a guide!" she stated happily and before Link could do anything, she grabbed his left arm and practically dragged him out of the castle and into the city.
Navi smiled as she sat up straight, This is going to be a fun day! she thought and clapped her hands in anticipation for the day ahead.
Night fell across the protected city, the last vestiges of sunlight leaking through the break in the mountain's ring, above the white walls that guarded the people within.
Gertrude was wiping the front counter with a damp cloth and decided to finally close. Remembering Veken, she went through the door behind her, into the kitchen and pulled out a meat pie that was being kept warm in the stove by its cooling embers of burnt wood and heated rocks.
Grabbing a slice of cheese and a small wagon of bread, she walked out of the kitchen and strode out the entrance and into the empty streets, towards the stables. As she neared, she heard the excited cries of Veken and picked up her pace; wanting to see what got Veken so lively. Turning into the stable, Gertrude slowed as she saw a female military soldier with free-hanging, long, red tinted hair speak to an excited Veken, who was busy grooming a white stallion. Slowing to a stop, Gertrude decided to watch what Veken wanted as he bobbed back and forth, grooming the stallion with a smile.
"Hey, Hey! What's his name?" Veken asked as he stroked the horse's head, admiring its beauty.
The soldier simply tossed her hair back with a quick flick of her hand as she giggled. "His name is Illumin, a herald of light." She said with a gentle voice. Veken's smile widened as he learnt the horse's name scratched it between the ears, as he had seen the stranger do the day before, with Epona. Illumin simply nickered in response.
Suddenly Veken's head turned, as he smelt the scent of meat pie hanging in the air. "Mom!" Veken yelled as he dashed over to his mother and when she handed him food, he devoured it as Gertrude stated something about boys and hunger. Turning to face them, the woman smiled as she heard Gertrude's comment.
Gertrude shook her head in amazement as Veken finished off the meat pie in only a few bites. Looking up she stared at the young woman standing before her. Wearing light armor with a bow slung around her shoulder and a sword hanging at her waist, on her right, she seemed cheerful as she stared back at the mother. Gertrude smiled a welcoming smile and opened her arms for a hug, which the woman readily accepted.
"Malon! It's been so long, how have you been? How did the patrol go?" Gertrude asked as she took a step back, her hands on both of Malon's shoulder as she did a quick look, wondering how the young woman before had changed since their last encounter.
"I've been better and the patrol didn't go so well... if it wasn't for a lone traveler, we wouldn't have made it back safely." Malon stated with a sigh, her expression changed from happiness to crestfallen, the near death encounter and the death of her comrades weighing heavily on her mind and spirit.
"There, There." Gertrude said softly, giving Malon another hug and gentle words, as she gave support to a girl that she considered another daughter.
Sensing Malon's unnatural misery, Veken decided to try to cheer her up by showing her his newest friend for the day. Walking towards Epona, Veken smiled as he came close to her, the awareness of her strength making him slightly giddy. Friends always made him happy and he was sure that if he introduced Epona to Malon, she would surely cheer up.
Leading Epona out of her stall, Veken was pleased as she followed his guidance, freeing her from the enclosed area and towards his mother and Malon. "Hey, Hey! Malon, meet my newest friend! I met her yesterday! Isn't she beautiful?" Veken said, as he ran his hand over Epona's side, feeling the strength of her muscles.
Turning, Malon smiled as she heard Veken talk. She knew that he was trying to cheer her up by introducing the horse, since he knew that she liked horses and she was always happy to meet them. But as she stared at the horse, a feeling of reminiscence came over her and when she stared into the horse's eyes, realization dawned on her. Their eyes were the same. They were Epona's eyes and Malon could never forget them.
"Epona..." Malon whispered as she tried to stroke the side of Epona's head. Epona simply shook off the friendly hand with a shake of her head. Only the master or master approved people could touch her.
"Hey! How did you know Epona's name? Do you know her?" Veken asked in a rush, disappointed that Malon knew the horse before he did, but secretly pleased as Epona shook off Malon's friendly gesture.
Veken's words went by Malon unheard as she started to hum Epona's song. At first there was no response but recognition soon took over and Epona was soon nuzzling Malon in the chest, making her laugh with childish delight.
"It is you!" Malon stated aloud as she fought to stay upright as Epona nearly pushed her over with her nuzzling. Then something else struck Malon. Epona wasn't brown, small and gentle looking anymore. Putting her hands up to tell her to stay still, Malon took a few steps back to inspect her old friend was shocked to see the changes that had happened in the years that they were apart. "By the goddess's you've changed!" Malon declared, as she looked Epona over.
"Isn't she beautiful!" Veken said again as he looked up at Malon.
Malon simply nodded as she found herself staring back into Epona' eyes. After a few moments, Malon blinked as another thought occurred to her. Link! Quickly turning to Veken, Malon almost yelled her question, catching Gertrude's attention as well. "Where's Link!"
"Is that his name?" Veken replied with a slight frown. "He never told me his name, but he told me Epona's name!"
Malon frowned a little at Veken's words but she knew that Epona wouldn't let another person ride her. Then inspiration hit her and she turned to Epona. "Is Link here? Did he ride you into the city?" Epona simply snorted, making Malon smile, as she knew her idea had no chance of actually working.
Gertrude however walked up to her son and looked him in the eye, making Veken nervous. "What did the rider look like?" Gertrude asked calmly in her no nonsense tone.
Sighing in relief since he wasn't in trouble, Veken truthfully said, "He was dressed in nothing but black and was intimidating! He didn't say much either but he's really, really cool!"
Sighing, Gertrude nodded, as she knew the person who Veken spoke of, the stranger with the dark eyes and steady gaze. All of the half formed memories were suddenly clear, the face and expressions, they were Link's but it had been so long since she saw him last. How you have changed, Link...Why didn't you come back earlier? What has happened to you since you left? Gertrude thought to herself, turning to Malon and seeing her hope filled eyes, nodded once, making Malon's eye widen as she drew in a quick breath.
Veken instantly became puzzled as he watched the quiet exchange between his mother and Malon, but decided it wasn't the time to say anything. Instead he decided to go get a few carrots and feed Epona. Leaving quietly, Veken left unnoticed as he proceeded to pilfer a few carrots from the kitchen.
"It's been a few years, hasn't it Epona?" Malon said wistfully as she placed her hand under Epona's head and used her thumb to stroke the side of it. Looking into Epona's eyes, Malon momentarily lost herself in ancient memories of the past. Malon remembered when she had seen Epona's birth, feeling a swell of joy as Epona took her first breath and felt the struggle as she tried to stand. Malon remembered the first time the both of them met the young fairy boy, who came out of nowhere, accompanied by a small, friendly and glowing fairy. Epona was skittish then, unwilling to socialize with others, but when Link had played Epona's song, she instantly became attached to the fairy boy and as they grew up, Malon was unsurprised as Epona allowed herself to become Link's horse. Seeing Epona now, Malon saw the same strong and proud gaze that she had seen as she raised Epona. It was good to know that her friend was still strong and doing well. Malon easily knew that Epona was still loyal and very attached to her master.
Gertrude walked up and stood beside Epona, breaking Malon's train of thought. "How many years has it been?" Gertrude asked silently. Malon just shrugged as she gave Gertrude a gentle smile. Looking into her foster mother's eyes, Malon simply said, "Link, he's come home..."
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Author's corner: I'm done Chapter 01! And it only took a few weeks! Well I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! This thing is easily 2x as long as my prologue and was fun to write, at the expense of things like sleep, go figure =P
So what did you think of Link? Or should I say, Dark Link!
And what do you think of Epona or Navi now?
Dramatic changes or what?
Gahahahaha... I'm into this dark hero thing too much ;)
Well, I guess I'm off to plot Chapter 02 cause I never know what to put in these commentaries.
Comments? Criticisms? Questions? Praise?
My email? Well its, Psionic_Soldier@hotmail.com
Well thanks for reading! ...I'm going to bed... *yawn*
Editor's note: FreelancerX here (A.K.A. PoChEpOkE)
Well, it took a long time to actually start on editing this! But I'm finished! It took me three weeks to actually start editing this and one night to actually edit it! But I'm done! And that has made all the difference! Well, it's 4 am, and I've been working on just this chapter (shows the enormity of it) since about 11:30 p.m. so I'm going to sleep, I hope you guys like my editing job! And if you don't, or you find some mistakes that I missed, be sure to e-mail me notifying me of it at: Maester_Pochepoke@hotmail.com! Well, I'm going to sleep now, I'm tired as hell!! G'night! Dark Link ownz you all and the Silver Emporer A.K.A. Perfect Psionic Soldier ownz us all (his friends)!!!! Ugh! *passes out*
Perfect Psionic Soldiers Extra Addition, for Chapter 01 Revision:
1) The line above rhymes
2) Umm, learnt stuff...
3) Special thanks to katya d keaton cause Katya showed me a big boo-boo I made since I called Epona a stallion and only male horses are called Stallions and since Epona isn't male... ummm yea.... hehehe....
So I fixed that ^_^ and I hope that's all the mistakes I made on this chapter.
Well I'm now off to make more mistakes on chapter 02!! Yay!! Spelling errors and plot holes galore!!!
End of Chapter 01 (v1.3)
Rise of the Dark Hero
Link was changed to fight the growing Evil with Darkness.
No longer is he the chosen champion of the eternal Light,
But of the endless Shadow.
Written By: Perfect Psionic Soldier
Edited by: -FernoTheMagicalFern
-PoChEpOkE a.k.a FreelancerX
*Note: This Fan Fiction is loosely based on the N64 game- Zelda: Ocarina of Time, the old TV series and Comic series. Since there is a mixture, some things may not make sense or have been dramatically changed. Other then that, enjoy ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda or other Nintendo Characters. I just own my friends and the characters that myself I created.
Welcome to my warped reality of Zelda. This is a world were reality is harsh, war is waged, the forces of evil is strong and this is a time when a hero needs to become something more in order to save those he cares for.
Things in the brackets are the character's thoughts.
Chapter 1
Homecoming
The rain fell in a steady downpour as Epona calmly walked north, towards the large mountains and across the open grounds of Hyrule Field. It was a desolate place; a large expanse of land, its muddy ground and half-dead grass wrought from years of combat had destroyed the once beautiful grassland. What were once green and lush grasslands had vanished, leaving only remnants of its former self in brown grass, struggling for survival, becoming merely a shadow of its former glory
How long has it been since I set foot on these plains? Link thought to himself momentarily before brushing away the thoughts. It was a different time and a different life. He had changed since then. He was no longer the young man who once walked freely on the earth. He was now merely a shadow of his former self, an image that had been reshaped for survival and glory. His goal in life was now simple; it was what lead him on and kept him alive. He would defeat the one who controlled the Triforce of Power and in doing so he would save everyone from a fate worse than death.
Link looked at his black mare and smiled as he reminisced of times when Epona was a brown steed that was kinder and gentler then she was now. The Triforce of Courage did change those that served her. Although her appearance was different, Epona still had the same soul and mind, if only altered by time and experiences. Link's eyes gently shifted to the small fairy that sat perched on his right shoulder, in between his stray locks of hair.
Navi herself also had changed since her former days. She no longer glowed and her features were accentuated, where upon she once had light golden hair, it was now a glossy onyx black, and flowed alluringly to her ankles whenever she stood still, or wavered behind her as she fluttered about on her dark translucent wings. She was more slender then he remembered, and he knew that the other fairies would find her figure beautifully ravishing.
Link's thoughts shifted towards himself and of how he had changed since the time the Triforce altered him. His once golden hair was now as dark as night and his blue eyes the deepest brown. He was changing still, albeit, slower and less pronounced. He was no longer the young man that left the service of the King all those years ago; he was now a soldier of a specific cause, whose destiny was pre-determined.
On his arms, he wore a pair of black gauntlets which contained small, red rubies encrusted into the centers of the gloves, giving Link strength that rivalled its legendary silver counterparts. Light, black armour hung draped over his tunic and he wore loose breeches that stretched to his dark leather boots. His clothing was completed with a tattered black cape that flowed gently in the calm breeze. Even his belt and its magic pouches were of the same black. He now liked the darkness and its single colour, feeling that any other colour would no longer suit his nature. He was now a man, whose destiny was to die saving the land he cared for, not the young, boy he once was, that was always chasing after the affection of others.
Thinking of the Triforce reminded him about the gifts that it had bestowed on the three of them. It had given them the ability to feel each other's emotions whenever they concentrated, allowing quick and direct communication, without interruption or interference should they find themselves unable to speak to each other by normal means, but it had also given each separate blessings.
Epona herself was altered to look menacing she became a warhorse fitting to be ridden into battle by the chosen warrior of courage. She was now a gallant and pure black mare, with great speed, endurance, and strength, which she used to serve Link loyally and without fear. Her love of her master was proven over and over during the years that they where together.
As for Navi, the Triforce of courage increased and strengthened her magic greatly. She now helped Link fight monsters with her spells and courage, and rarely left Link's side for whatever the reason.
Then there was he himself, the Triforce had improved his speed, strength, endurance and as well. He could now wield the darkness within the Triforce, channelling it through the once good Sword of Courage; a sword now blackened with darkness. It was now a sword known to others as Murasame, the blade of death and destruction. Even though he was endowed with this new great power, it came with a relentless curse, which made him cough blood often as the darkness grew within him, slowly killing him with each passing day.
The rain relentlessly ravaged on as Link approached the city of Hyrule and he was not surprised to see large walls of white stone surrounding the city's perimeter with guards, as large as ants, patrolling the battlements. What did surprise Link however, was that the white walls were wedged in-between the large mountains. The walls themselves encompassed the large pass that by rumour would lead to a deep valley protected on all sides by treacherous mountains. This ensured that the only way one could enter the valley was either by magic or through the currently defended path.
Link sighed as his gaze turned from the white walls and he fingered a small medallion in his pouch that he had recently acquired form the clutches of the former guardian of the shadow temple, Bongo Bongo. He remembered the fight well as it had occurred mere days ago within the ancient graveyard of the ruined town of Kakariko. The guardian was a challenge to defeat as it could naturally cloak itself in the darkness and strike its opponent with its large detached hands. Hands that left Links body aching from the thrashing he had received from them.
Link had had encountered trouble with the guardian at the onset of the fight, but with Navi's light spell, Link was able to see the beast clearly and he easily slew the protruding eye with his dark sword and received the Shadow Medallion for his troubles. With this, Link felt a source of power within that could be harnessed if used correctly, but it was still too weak to be used properly. He had heard of other medallions and if they where used together, a great power would be unleashed. However, with the medallions scattered across the land, it would have been hard pressed for others to find them. Link only found the shadow medallion because of Navi, as she had heard of a legend that claimed it resided in an ancient temple built by a lost people.
Link felt a small wave of depression hit him as he once again scanned the great white walls. He was once happy here; free from the darkness that now consumed every part of his soul, blanketing it with a cool darkness that he knew would eventually destroy him in the end.
Navi suddenly tugged at his hair and pointed towards the southern part of Hyrule field, in the direction of Lake Hylia. Navi spoke into his mind, Look there Link! It's a group of people running towards the mountains!!
Link looked up and saw what Navi was pointing to, a group of battered soldiers were making a mad dash towards the like large white walls where the city of Hyrule and its Castle was supposed to reside, protected from the outside world by its vast, newly made mountain ranges. Then another group caught his eye, a larger group of moblins where chasing the soldiers as they both rushed towards the white walls.
Taking a closer look at the group of soldiers, Link could almost see their faces as they ran. Their uniforms were torn and stained with blood, some of the soldier's were even missing their weapons as he saw three running ahead of the others, unburdened with the weight of swords, spears and axes. However, if the soldiers had to fight they would be the first to die.
Then Link took the time to study the gaggle of moblins, their dog like faces and large bodies madly dashing, to catch up to the soldiers.
They're not going to make it. Navi stated calmly as she watched the chase with a sense of detached amusement.
Epona whinnied, stamping her front right hoof in impatience as she saw the running moblins. She had had several bad encounters with them in the past and had taken any opportunity she could to attack them ever since. The scars from those encounters made sure her convictions for killing them never strayed.
Link smiled as he felt Epona's urge to crush the group of moblins under her hoofs. He quickly turned his face towards Navi and blinked as she stared into his dark brown eyes. She leaned on his black strands of hair, blending in with the darkened confines of his hair and drawn hood, making herself comfortable.
Link nickered and tightened his grip on the reigns slightly, and Epona took off at a mad dash, her urge to rid her sight of the running beasts growing with each passing moment. Link then reached back, towards his left shoulder with his right hand and drew Murasame from its sheath at his back with his right hand, allowing the dark blade to cut through the howling wind as they closed in on the group of moblins.
Navi fluttered to the edge of Links' hood as she raised both her hands, palms outward, and concentrated to form a hissing fireball that vaporized the rain surrounding as it grew till she released the pent up energy the backs of the two moblins that were directly in front of Epona, burning them through their light armour.
The two moblins let out pained howls as they tripped and were promptly crushed by Epona as Link swung his sword, neatly killing other scattered moblins as they rode by their exposed backs that made them easy targets.
The other moblins quickly caught on and slowed down as they tried to fend off their new attackers. However it was a hopeless battle as they where slain one after another in a seemingly effortless manor by Link and his party, who left their dead bodies decaying away in a green fire.
The remaining six moblins began to form a half circle in the mud surrounding Epona, standing only a few feet away as they hoped to be able to attack and kill her while she had her attention diverted towards one of the others.
Navi on the other hand had other ideas as she fluttered above Epona's head and placing one hand behind the other, she released a bolt of crackling lightning, killing the moblins directly in front of them and leaving behind a crisped body, before it too, was consumed by green fire. Link then swung his sword at the three moblins that flanked his left side. The moblins smiled at first at Link's fruitless swing but as thunder clapped overhead the two surviving moblin faces turned to horror as they watched a black crescent blade of energy scythe through the midsections of their former comrades killing them as the wave effortlessly streaked through their bodies before dissipating several feet away.
Epona then dashed towards the last two, braying as she stood on her hind legs, throwing mud forward as she lifted her two front hoofs high into the air then slamming them down, crushing the skulls of the terrified moblins, ending their misery swiftly and ruthlessly.
Link allowed Epona to settle which gave Navi time look around the field of battle and scout for dropped treasure. She returned in moments with a few satchels that hung limply in the air by magic and handed them to Link before shaking the rain from her onyx black hair and continuing to perch on his right shoulder. With that done, Link placed the satchels in one of his larger pouches before peering towards the walls of Hyrule City. He released a small smile as he watched the main gate open, allowing access for the surviving soldiers.
However what surprised Link next was a small group of white cloaked, mounted soldiers that rode out towards him at a reasonably quick pace. Instead of wondering what business they had, Link quickly lost interest and turned Epona west, moving away from the castle, towards the east where he would search for a specific person who could craft him a weapon. The soldiers seemed intent on their target and when they detoured to keep a direct route to him, Link then stopped and decided to wait for them to reach him.
As the mounted soldiers arrived, Link sat watching them as they formed into a simplistic rank of two columns of eight with the leader astride at the front. Though their white cloaks hid much of themselves, it was quickly apparent to Link that they were well armoured and even better armed as the sound of metal on metal signalled their halt as they slowed down to a stop. Their aura of goodness and justice was almost overbearing as they looked onwards and Link felt the impending doom of boredom and stupidity as he looked at the young group of knights before him.
The lead knight, a seemingly experienced soldier, straightened in his saddle and saluted Link crisply, the man's polished gauntlet catching drops of rain. Link instantly noticed that it was battered and worn and wondered how many battles the man had fought in.
"I am Captain Rett, Royal Knight of Hyrule's 3rd brigade." Link blinked for a moment, wondering if he should care whom this knight was or what his purpose. Instead of saying something, Link simply nodded once, letting rain slide down his cloak as he wondered half-heartedly how long it would take him to draw his sword and kill them all. However the name did remind him of a friend he had before he left the service of the King.
Give me a few short minutes Navi whispered playfully into his mind, making Link smile at the thought of a fairy taking out a band of fully armed knights, but quickly changed his mind. It wasn't worth the effort.
The Captain waited for a reply but with nothing but the nod, he hesitated a moment before he continued. "I wish to thank you formally for rescuing what was left of our patrol."
Link once again gave a curt nod, deciding to continue to remain silent.
"We also offer you hospitality within Hyrule Castle since it is rare we find travellers that still wander about in such obvious fashions alone. The court would also like to hear news of the outside world, as you would know, since Ganon began his campaign, we have lost contact with many other cities and allies."
Link waited for a moment before his eyes shifted towards the slender fairy resting on his shoulder that gave him an energetic response. Why not? Let's do it! I want real food for once!
Link then shifted his eyes towards Epona and noticed the small signs of fatigue that taxed the warhorse. He had been pushing her hard on their journey to find a legendary smith who could craft the greatest bows in the known world, but seeing Epona tired meant that she was reaching her limits, great as they were, and she deserved a rest, convincing him to accept the knight's offer. As he thought about it, they all needed a good rest, especially after the fight with Bongo Bongo and Link could all but remember the feeling of sleeping in a warm bed and eating good food.
"I will accept your offer, but I would rather stay in the city." Link stated calmly and when he saw the Captain's confused response, he blatantly stated, "I don't like royalty." leaving no room for questions or arguments.
Captain Rett blinked in surprise but rather then doing something to aggravate the stranger he simply nodded, said "Please follow," and began to turn around to lead them all back to Hyrule City. The other knights followed their leader's example and also turned around but slightly slower as they carefully eyed the dark stranger. They obviously didn't trust him enough to be comfortable with him at their backs, but they had no other choice.
After a short ride, the party found themselves before the white walls of Hyrule City and Link for the first time saw exactly how big they were and suddenly noticed that there was a smaller white wall that was simply dwarfed by the larger one. Being of the same white material, he had easily mistaken the two structures as a single wall. Standing effortlessly over four stories, the first wall towered above the outside world while the second wall being impossibly high, which was well over ten stories left an impression of an impenetrable city that would resist any and all attacks. The only thing to dwarf the second wall was the mountain ranges on either side, which were even higher then what Link first thought possible.
However, as Link peered around the base of the outer walls, he noticed small boulders and rusty, shattered armour strewn about with unusual mounds of rock and stone. It took a moment before Link realized that they were the remains of enemy troops that had taken on the task of attacking Hyrule City. Looking once again at the fortified white walls, it was obviously a failed attempt.
Captain Rett slowed down and signalled to the troops on the battlements and the white gates began to open, allowing the knights access to the area between the inner wall and the outer wall that were flanked by pure rock, the mountains creating a perfect choking point to and from the city, making it easy to guard. In between the walls was a good hundred yards of open space. As the party rode through organized stone buildings, which troops walked in and out of freely, they weaved between large weapons of war, such as catapults and other machines. The party quickly stopped before another set of white gates that were eventually opened, allowing them access to the city within.
Captain Rett then motioned for Link to follow and led the way in with his fellow knights, leaving Link to follow at his leisure. As Link guided Epona forward, he couldn't help but look at the massive inner white wall and the mountain, and he quietly prayed to himself that he wouldn't see anyone who recognized him, as he wasn't sure how he would deal with them since he had no desire to do so. He was almost completely alone and he wanted it to stay that way.
As Link entered the city, he was amazed at how it had changed from how he remembered it. No longer was it an average sized city. It had grown into a much, much larger one. The sheltered land was a criss-crossed sea of houses and streets lined with people with umbrellas that went on with their daily lives, ignoring the rain as it fell upon them. Hyrule was a bowl. The mountains created the bowl and the people filled it, basking in the offered protection from the world and its many dangers.
A few children, under a large tarp where playing with a small blue ball, tossing it back and forth to each other as they formed a small, loose circle laughing as they caught or dropped the blue object. As the party of knights passed through, they stopped and stared in awe at the passing armoured figures. These were the people that protected them and even at an early age they knew of their importance but never ceased to be amazed as the knights passed by. It was many a boy's dream to enter knighthood and place their lives in the service of the king, protecting the kingdom from the dangers of Ganon and his evil deeds. Even many of the girls had felt the same awe and wished that they too, could join.
All of the knights waved at the children, flashing them smiles and a few gave them nods from their perch atop their horses. The children themselves seemed to bask in the knight's attention and to Link's surprise they saluted the passing party, their expressions full of respect for their protectors, as they knew the dangers that the knights faced everyday of their lives.
However, as their gazes fell upon Link, the children changed their expressions to complete surprise and absolute intimidation. They had never seen one such as him before. As they stared at Link, they felt his presence, a presence of greatness and power that they had never felt in another man since prince Façade. They all knew of prince Façade's presence, one of righteousness and royalty, things expected of a hero of the realm. But as they stared at the man dressed in black, they felt a different presence. It was as if this stranger was stronger and it made him stand out like a beacon of hope and courage. However as they continued to stare at him, they felt his indifferent gaze from under his dark hood and they all unconsciously shivered. The man also gave off a feeling of darkness that no one could describe and this changed their opinions of their hero, confusing them to whether the man was good or bad. All they knew was that no one in their right mind should mess with him.
When the procession left their view, the children continued to watch for a moment. The stranger's aura lingered behind for a few instances before a young boy picked up the blue ball and began to once again play, but their play was somewhat half hearted as they all thought about the man they had seen. A man who not only gave off a feeling of darkness but also a man who gave off a sense of hope, and though no one could ever explain why, he also gave a feeling of courage, as if he was its chosen embodiment.
Link looked around himself in wonder, still awed at the dramatic changes that had accompanied Ganon's campaign of terror and destruction in order to obtain the Triforce of Wisdom. As he looked around, he saw nothing but small homes that sheltered people from lands near and far. It was a radical difference to the ruined towns that existed on the borders of Hyrule. The towns that pocketed the borders were destroyed and many of the people who did not flee at the first sign of trouble were promptly slaughtered. Few of those that had decided to stay survived, but had memories that would scar them for life.
Following the band of knights, Link quickly found himself riding near the front, beside Captain Rett who was pointing out the various mainstream locations of the city that the people visited regularly. Blinking, Link allowed himself a few more moments of surprise and awe before he began to force himself to lose interest in the changes of his former city. He wouldn't allow himself to lose focus from the objectives of his Triforce.
Link then realized something as he watched the throng of countless people pass by. He was tired. Turning his head ever so slightly towards Captain Rett, Link asked his final question, "The Inn?"
The leader's eyes widened for a moment, not surprised at the stranger's question, but at the fact that the stranger spoke. "The nearest inn is on the single street ahead of us, the Green Boar, but the best inn, the White Swan, is further ahead, beside the castle. I personally recommend the White Swan, not because of its location but because of the delicious food and superior lodgings." The Captain finished, confident in his statement about the inn being the best.
Link took a moment to think. Good beds meant nothing to him as after spending days sleeping on hard dirt and solid rock, anything would have been better, but Link quickly decided that good food was what he needed.
"White Swan." Link said firmly and Captain Rett simply nodded as he continued to lead his horse forward, the people paused and respectfully allowed the knights the right of way before continuing on.
Link halted before the wood and stone building, watching the rain pelt the round, weathered stones. The horses nickered as the knights slowed to a halt and remained in the cold rain. A few of the knights shivered, their cloaks soaked through, no longer providing warmth and barely keeping out the rain.
"The White Swan." Captain Rett announced as he shifted his chin towards the building, showing Link what he already knew.
Link simply gave a nod towards the knight captain as he sighed at the building's wall. He remembered the White Swan. He had come here often when he was still serving the princess to escape her orders to clean the castle or when he was in trouble for doing something he shouldn't have.
Link smiled at the memories of the past. How immature he was back then! It made him wonder how he had survived as he did before. Shaking his head, Link gently but ruthlessly pushed those thoughts away.
Different time. Different life.
"The stables are this way, sir." The Captain offered and proceeded to lead Link towards the side of the building where a stable boy leapt to attention at the site of a small party of knights stopping before him. Link stopped as he surveyed his surroundings. The stable itself was rather large, hosting many stalls on one of the three walls. Standing in front of the entrance, Link quickly noted his environment the left wall hosted a stack of crates and boxes, he guessed that most were full of either hay or fodder to feed the horses. Before him on the far wall stood a neat row of stalls, most were full of horses. Of the twenty odd stalls only three were free and they stood near the left side of the wall, near the stacks of boxes and crates. To his right were a few odd boxes and barrels but other then that, there was nothing. Everything seemed cluttered towards the back, the stacks of crates and boxes becoming higher and more tightly packed. Link guessed that it was to keep them safe from the rain.
Without a word, Link gently led Epona to an empty stall, the farthest one to the left and dismounted. The stable boy, a youth with a head full of frizzled brown hair, watched nervously as Link quickly unsaddled Epona and gave her a quick rub down. When the boy had built up enough courage to say something, Link suddenly turned towards him and the boy instantaneously lost all of the courage he had mustered as he gazed at the imposing figure before him.
"Feed her, don't stay near her. She doesn't like strangers, but likes carrots." Link stated calmly, scaring the wits out of the young boy before him as he walked towards the waiting captain, tossing three simple green rupees towards the boy.
Link found the man waiting impatiently astride his wet warhorse. "These will do." He said simply and the man seemed to find the deeply hidden gratitude that Link was pretty sure was almost non-existent and beamed as he made a fist before his heart, signalling his reply.
"I must report back to the castle. You might have to present yourself before the king tomorrow or the day after. Many travellers do, as they are so infrequent, you understand..." the Captain was apologetic as he remembered Link's statement about disliking royalty.
Link simply gave a simple nod that lingered for a moment before he turned to enter the inn, signalling the knights that they could leave. Captain Rett gave a nod towards his men and turned his horse around, heading back to the castle for the report and a warm bed.
Link stopped a moment as he watched the boy place fodder into a trough, raise it to Epona's midsection by rope, swing it around to her front and tie the rope into place. Taking a moment, the boy tried to pat her rump and instantly jumped to the left side, before an empty stall as a hoof grazed his shin.
Smiling, Link stepped back into the rain, turned left and opened the wooden door, leading to the inn and removed his hood, revealing his features as he showered the ground with rain while looking around. To his left were numerous tables that were occupied with rowdy men that leered boisterously at the serving girls, demanding food and drink. Ahead of him was the innkeeper herself, running the bar, keeping tabs and rolling her eyes as the men drank and ate.
Stepping in, Link drew a small crowd of eyes towards him as he walked to the innkeeper. A few men narrowed their eyes as they stared at the youth before them, an untried boy that shouldn't have been allowed near their establishment. However, the young serving girls blinked and eyed the approaching man with growing interest as they continued with their work, trying to keep an eye on the newcomer as much and for as long possible.
Eyeing a staircase to the far right of the room, at the opposite wall of the entrance, Link stopped at the bar, looking at the innkeeper as she stared back, a half formed memory nagging at her mind.
"Room" Link stated as he stared at his former friend, the innkeeper Gertrude who returned the stare. After a moment of studying, Gertrude found that she didn't like the way the stranger held himself apart from the others, as if he was better than them or such.
"Our rooms are pricey; you might not be able to afford it little duckling. Why don't you try another?" the innkeeper said in a motherly tone, trying to persuade the person away tactfully. But when Link didn't respond to her statement, she sighed and leaned forward on the worn bar. "A hundred and twenty-five Rupees a night, you must leave exactly two hours past dawn and if you plan to stay for more then two days then you are required to pay in advance. No haggling." She stated half heartedly, wanting him to leave. He didn't look rich so she expected the young man to go away at the high pricing. She didn't usually charge so much but she didn't like the young man's dark aura that she felt emanating from him, that seemed to cling even to his surprisingly clear dark brown eyes.
Link lowered his head for a moment in thought. "What about privacy?"
The woman blinked as she stared at the young man, Is he serious? "If you pay an extra hundred and thirty, you will have absolute privacy but if you break anything, you pay double for it." She said as she narrowed her eyes slightly. There that's two hundred and fifty rupees a night, there's no way he would stay here, not when it's a simple thirty for the next inn down the street. Gertrude thought to herself and those that heard the conversation smiled, knowing that there was no way that the young man could afford so much, but they where poised for action, in case they young man suddenly turned violent.
Link sighed at the pricing. She wants to get rid of me...I guess that's normal but I need a place to stay and this is the only place I know where she will keep her word. She couldn't have changed that much since I left... Link blinked as he reached into his satchel and thought about a few specific rupees, feeling them form in his hand, he pulled them out in a fist and gently dropped them into her open hand. As Gertrude's surprise disappeared at the young man's payment, she looked at the accepted payment, knowing that it wasn't enough and expected him to haggle for everything he had. As she looked into her open palm, her eyes widened at the rupees in her hand. Like every other rupee, they were small, thin and crystalline with a long body as thick as a baby's finger, their ends narrowing into a dull point, however unlike the average rupees of blue or green these were made with the rare gems of gold! Worth five hundred rupees apiece, only the royalty had them in abundance and here this boy just handed her three of them!
Gertrude quickly motioned specifically for one of the men at the nearest table, whom had a hand on his hidden dagger to quickly come over and she gave him the rupees to inspect. The blond man blinked as he quietly casted a spell to tell if the three gold gems were fakes or not. Being a craftsman he had learned a few spells of gem resonation, to inspect how pure the gems he dealt with were. With the golden rupees, they had to be very pure and if it was any different from what he knew, he would be able to tell if they were fakes or not. After a few minutes, the man blinked in surprise and handed the gems back to Gertrude with a nod.
They were real.
Swallowing, Gertrude instantly felt ashamed and abashed for calling for such high pricing. It wasn't like her to do such things to anyone and this contradicted her beliefs of the good of all people and giving them a fair chance.
Seeing her reluctant acceptance, Link knew that the money was accepted and he spoke quickly and curtly. Losing fifteen hundred rupees wasn't an everyday thing. "I need a room for a few days, privacy included. This is all I ask."
Gertrude nodded slowly, feeling suddenly very sullied at the young man's voice, as she knew he had the right to be trite with her. "Foods prepared five times a day..." she began, but quickly dwindled off under the man's unchanging gaze.
"Thank you." Link said simply and walked away, away from all the hard stares he got from the people sober enough to realize what had transpired and the unending gazes from the serving girls. He wanted to check on Epona and see if the stable boy had gotten himself killed yet.
The innkeeper watched as the young man left, leaving her feeling abashed and curious. As she watched the young man walk through the door, she felt a tad nostalgic, as if she had met the young man before. Gertrude instantly brushed away the thoughts as she heard cries for more beer, and food and incoherent mutters. She could think later, she had a business to attend to.
As Link entered the stable, he instantly noticed two things. One was that Epona had been fed but the emotions that emanated from her mainly were those of annoyance mingled with satisfaction. The other thing he noticed was that the boy was sitting on a large wooden crate with newly torn breeches, and was currently rubbing his bruised legs.
When Link walked up to him to inspect Epona, the boy looked abashed whenever Link took a glance in his direction, showing Link that he had in fact disobeyed the orders to leave Epona alone. His legs alone proved that he had tried many times to get close to the horse and failed every time.
Link smiled as he patted Epona's neck, feeling her bits of joy as he scratched her in between the ears, their bond entwining their emotions. Navi herself sighed and took a seat, her back resting in black hair as she also felt the small joy that Epona had, their bond linking the three of them together. Link then decided to look at the boy who obviously was brave enough or stupid enough to try to get near Epona several times, even though Epona had attacked him with every attempt.
As Link turned and faced the boy who then shied away and tried his hardest to disappear, the boy blushed and turned his eyes downcast, embarrassed that he had been caught. All he wanted to do was make friends with the horse. Link studied the boy's brown hair and tanned skin, showing that he had been working out in the sun for long hours. His simple breeches and tunic didn't mean much but he was a skinny lad, mostly skin and bones, no massive muscles or even much muscle for that matter.
Just a simple stable boy then... Link thought to himself as he considered what to do. He could just go to his room and sleep, or he could eat, but as he looked at the boy's bruised shins, Link couldn't help but release a small, gentle smile. The smile vanished as he walked up to the boy and stared down. The boy fidgeted nervously as Link continued to stare, his gaze steady and unwavering.
"Carrot." Link said simply and the boy jumped in surprise, pausing for a moment before he got off the crate and reached towards a small plate of skinned carrots that were hidden behind another crate and handed one over to Link.
Link studied the carrot for a moment, looking it over for signs of rot or mouldy patches. "Two." Link stated as he returned his gaze to the boy and was promptly presented with another carrot. After another moment's inspection, Link walked over to Epona and led her out of her stall, allowing her to stand freely in the stable. Opening his left hand, he presented Epona with the skinned carrot and Epona then proceeded to happily munch on her favoured snack.
The boy smiled as he watched Epona happily eat. It was something that Link didn't miss and assured him of his decision. "Stand." Link commanded softly as he pointed towards the ground, beside Epona's head on her left side. The boy complied slowly, not sure if he could trust the horse from attacking him, but after a moment he found himself standing safely beside the black warhorse. Link then handed the boy the other carrot, placing the treat in the boy's left hand as he raised it. Link watched with amusement as Epona happily ate the carrot and the boy happily fed it to her. Link couldn't tell who was enjoying the moment more, the eating horse or the young boy who was feeding the horse.
Link then allowed the boy to feed Epona a few more carrots and before Epona became spoiled, he stopped the boy from feeding her anymore by simply raising his hand before the boy could fetch another one. By now Epona had grown comfortable around the boy and sensing no malice towards the boy from her master; she simply enjoyed her treats and allowed the boy to safely stay near her.
"Name." Link said as he watched the boy begin to groom his horse.
The boy blinked for a moment, before realizing he was asking for his name. "Veken! I'm Veken!" the boy stated with his youthful voice. He watched as the stranger gave him a nod and he had an urge to ask for the man's name but decided not to. Veken stared at the stranger for a moment longer before he turned his attention back to the horse before him.
Veken continued to groom as he studied the beautiful horse before him. Veken himself had seen many horses in his life and could distinguish between a few breeds of horses and he could even tell how good a horse was and how much they would be worth in the market place. However, as he studied the obviously female horse before him, he couldn't help but think What a beautiful horse! So strong and elegant! he had never encountered a horse like this one before.
As he ran his fingers over her fur he felt strong muscles beneath and when the stranger had walked her out, he had noticed at how she just didn't just walk but walked gracefully over the cobbled floor, her every step sleek and fluid. I wish I could show master Talon this horse! He would never believe me otherwise! Veken thought and was surprised when he felt a smooth line on her skin that was hidden by her fur. He traced the line a short distance before Epona skirted sideways slightly, away from his probing hands and Veken was sure what he felt was a long scar. Studying the scar for a bit he suddenly noticed a few more lines on her body and as he looked at the legs, sure enough a few more scars lined them also. Veken's eyes lit up in awe as he realized just how many battles she must have gone through to acquire so many scars and he was suddenly absolutely sure that she would fetch no less then a silver rupee or two on the market.
Veken was so absorbed in his own thoughts, that when the stranger suddenly said something, it startled him. The stranger scratched his horse between the ears and repeated what he had just said. "Epona."
Veken found himself staring at the stranger's face. When the he had walked in, his hood was on and as he stood beside him, hoodless, Veken felt as if he had passed some test, a test to be worthy enough to be near the man or his horse. Veken stared at the man's smooth features, not a scar marking his graceful face but what drew Veken's attention were the stranger's eyes. They seemed to be intense yet empty, as if he was missing a part of his soul, since many people said that a person's eyes were a window into their soul and the stranger's eye seemed oddly empty. As Veken stared into them, he couldn't help but shiver under the stranger's gaze. The gaze seemed empty of everything but an emotion that he couldn't quite make out.
"Epona." Veken whispered to himself as he broke his gaze from the stranger's and instead stared at the horse before him. He suddenly brightened and smiled as he said to the man beside him, "That's a beautiful name and she is a beautiful horse!" Veken was almost sure that the man smiled as he wordlessly turned away and drew up his hood. The stranger paused for a second, standing still before he walked back into the rain and Veken was suddenly sure that he had gained enough trust to be the horse's friend.
As Veken led Epona into her stall, he was very happy. Today he had made friends with a beautiful horse and an amazing stranger who didn't speak much.
Morning came and Link's eyes opened as the first rays of sunlight entered the room, drifting across the floor and onto his bed. He got up with a yawn and sat upright, making a small mass swing gently back, then forward again in his hair, beside his right ear, awakening Navi from her gentle slumber as Link climbed out of bed.
Navi blinked and opened her eyes from Links movements, then stretched slightly, tensing her muscles then allowing them to relax, making her feel more awake. Blinking away the last bits of sleep, she rubbed her eyes, her entangled arm tugging hair as she moved, alerting Link that she was awake. After a few moments of fidgeting, Navi was miraculously free from the tangled mess that she was trapped in moments before, which never ceased to amaze Link. Every time that she slept, she tangled herself in his hair and no amount of moving, short of cutting off his hair, would dislodge her and when she woke up she would simply fidget for a few moments and come out free, leaving straight, untangled hair in her wake.
"Breakfast?" Navi asked using her voice rather then their bond to speak, as no one would easily overhear them.
Link shrugged and began to do his morning stretches to wake up the rest of his body from the first comfortable sleep he had had in ages. Especially after his run in with Bongo Bongo who nearly killed him with his oversized hands that relentlessly smashed him around the battlefield. Link found himself wondering when or if all of the aches would go away, as a man can only take so much abuse before his body starts to complain.
Link, however felt relaxed after he finished his stretches and walked over to the dresser where a wash basin was, and proceeded to wash his face. While washing, the previous night's memories came back to him. After he had talked to young Veken, he had gone inside the Inn and talked to Gertrude, then found his room and took a long relieving hot bath that did wonders for his body. Feeling clean, healthy and awake, Link quickly wiped his face with a soft white washcloth and looked over at Navi, who was sitting on the rim of the wash bin, her feet making gentle ripples in the water.
Grabbing his black tunic, Link smoothly slid it over his head, allowing it to fall before he attached his belt around his waist. Before he knew it, Link found himself staring at his own reflection in a full sized mirror beside the window. Dressed in nothing but black, Link sometimes wondered what he had looked like before, in his green tunic and admittedly, tight leggings. Looking down from the mirror at himself Link sighed as he saw multiple cuts and rips in his tunic and baggy leggings. Sometime today he would have to go out and find someone to stitch his clothing for him.
Link then unconsciously reached for his hat and blinked as he remembered he no longer had it. Feeling momentarily lost, Link instead looked back at the mirror staring at his face, as if he was looking at himself for the first time. The Triforce of Courage had kept its word about the rebirth part. When Link had awoken after their first encounter, he was amazed to find Epona a darker brown and was even more amazed to find the fact that Navi no longer glowed. Their first few weeks were perhaps the hardest as they had changed dramatically. Navi's body matured quickly, her hair changing from a golden blond to onyx black and Epona went through the same process, her body changing and growing in size, making her larger and darker until she eventually became the black mare she is today. For himself, however, the changes were slower as his hair slowly became black and his body altered into something that was meant for battle. He was a tool, a weapon made for no other purpose but to defeat the Triforce of Courage's enemies.
Navi landed on his shoulder, making Link look over at her momentarily before he looked up at his bare head, where his hat should have been. Seeing it gone gave him a moment's heartache as he wished once again for the days of old when he was happier then he was now, during the days when his goal in life was to get a single kiss from his princess and protect the weak.
Shaking his head slightly, Link forced the thoughts of the past away. Those memories were from years old and he had traveled far outside of Hyrule and spent years wandering from town to town, looking for the whereabouts of Ganon, the king of darkness. Even though he never found anything but rumors relating to his rival, Link never gave up, he would find him, even if he had to walk around the world twice to do it.
Taking a deep breath, Link forced the newer thoughts away and instead thought of something more important. Food. Turning his head to Navi, he smiled gently at one of the two companions that he had had for most of his life. "Lets go get breakfast."
"Yea!" Navi exclaimed as she flew into the air, hovering before Link's face. "I can't wait to eat some of Gertrude's special white pork potatoes!" Navi's comment made Link smile, his first real smile in weeks, which made Navi smile even brighter as she landed back on Link's shoulder, crossing her legs as she rested herself against his warm neck.
Looking around the room, he saw his cloak resting against a chair near the door and decided against using it today, it was a good day and he didn't feel like hiding himself from others. Opening the door, Link walked into the hallway, putting his room number into memory, it was marked twenty-three in white numbers. Quietly walking down the hallway, he rounded the corner to the right and walked down the stairs, finding himself facing nothing but empty tables and chairs. A few serving girls were wiping down tables and when they finally noticed that he was standing before the stairs, they turned their heads, their simple serving dresses rustling slightly as they did so.
Link gazed at them, switching his steady gaze from one woman to another, making a few blush as he looked at them in turn. Navi sat and watched in boredom, wanting only food she quickly brightened and alerted Link of Gertrude's presence when the woman walked up from behind the counter.
Link turned and walked towards the innkeeper, stopping before her and paused for a moment before he asked his question. "Breakfast?"
Gertrude glanced at the young man standing before her. He was a good head taller than her, and had an odd fairy sitting on his shoulder, but she quickly sighed. "All you boys are the same, always hungry." She stated in an exasperated tone but she quickly smiled, and lifted her left eyebrow as she spoke, "What do you want to eat this early in the morning my little duckling?"
"Gertrude's White Pork Potatoes." Link said simply, he couldn't wait to eat something that he hadn't had since he was still the protector of the land. It was a great dish.
Gertrude sucked in her breath and stared at the young man before her with a more perceptive eye. Only a few people knew I made white pork potatoes and fewer have ever asked me to make it! Gertrude thought quickly and narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the stranger anew. Who is he? she wondered and felt the half formed memory returning to nag her once more.
Uh-oh... Link thought to himself, Maybe we shouldn't have asked for that... Link blinked, and he tried to think of what to do when he was saved as Navi turned at the sound of the door to the inn opening, spilling in sunlight as a man in armor stepped in. Navi quietly poked Link in the neck and as the door closed, Link turned to see who had entered.
A lithe young man with dark brown hair wearing light, white armor smiled as he walked up to the two and gave the innkeeper a hug. "Mother!" the man said simply as he withdrew from the hug. "I hope you've been feeling well."
"Rett!" Gertrude said in surprise, her eyes alit with emotions. She took a moment to look over her son whom was dressed in armor and she felt pride that her son had turned out to be such an honorable and kind man.
Link looked at Rett in disbelief. This is the Knight from yesterday? Rett? He remembered Rett. They were good friends and grew up together, Link the hero who wanted to protect his friends from evil and Rett the young man who was aspiring to become the hero who would vanquish all evil, a bringer of peace and happiness and an all around cool guy whom the ladies would throw themselves at.
Looking at Rett now, Link saw that his friend had chased after his dreams, becoming a knight was no small thing and there was an air of confidence around him, making Link happy that at least his friend was beginning to realize his dreams and grasp them. Wanting to leave Rett to talk to his mother, Link went to the nearest table and sat down; waiting for them to finish talking so he could get some food.
"What brings you in here? Come to steal more food?" Gertrude accused with a smile as she placed her hand on her hips.
"Well, not really... but here! These are for you! They're fresh, right from the markets." Rett replied with a wry grin and handed his mother a small bundle wrapped in a white cloth.
Gertrude accepted the offering and placed it on the counter before she untied the bundle and unfurled it. "Rett! These things are going to be the end of your mother!" Gertrude exclaimed aloud as she picked up a small sweet and popped it into her mouth.
"At least you're going to die happy!" Rett replied with a smile and blinked as he remembered why he had come down here in the first place. "Mother, a man in dark clothing came in last night, do you know were he is at the moment? He doesn't speak much either."
Gertrude finished off her second sweet and nodded, pointing her chin at the now sitting Link, who had his elbows on the table and his hands clasped before him. Rett simply nodded thanks to his mother and sat down beside the stranger he had come to fetch.
Rett sat silently for a moment, studying the stranger before him but he didn't know what to say or how to address the man. Is he a lord? Or a simple traveler? Brooding, Rett sat in silence, looking at the man's dark hair and continued to stare at the man's face. Why does he remind me of someone? he thought to himself until he caught sight of the sword that was strapped to the man's back. The hilt protruded from the man's left shoulder, and was wrapped in what looked like worn black leather from what Rett could tell. He was busy studying the design that the leather formed when he noticed that the man was staring back.
"You are requested to appear before the court, by the king." Rett stated and when Link gave a nod and stood up, Rett released a sigh of relief, as he wouldn't have to convince the man to go with him. Turning around, he smiled and gave his mother another hug. "I must go."
"Yes yes, more errands." Gertrude said with a sigh and kissed Rett on the forehead, embarrassing her son greatly.
"Mother, not in front of everyone!" Rett exclaimed as he backed off.
"But, no ones here." Gertrude stated and smiled as Rett blushed and lead the stranger away, the maids behind him smiling or laughing. She always mothered her children and always will since they were still her babies. Now where is that errant daughter of mine? Gertrude thought silently to herself before she headed to the back with her tiny sweets to get something to drink.
Rett walked with the stranger through the streets, passing a few people that were beginning their morning chores, ignoring the pair of people who were headed for the North Palace, the castle where King Harkinian, Princess Zelda and Prince Façade resided. Walking with the stranger, Rett watched as they both effortlessly passed through a small throng of people, noting how the man walked, and carried himself. Rett soon found that the man walked with a grace of a fighter who wasn't a stranger to combat. Rett wondered how he would fare against the man in a one-on-one match.
Before they knew it, they stood before the North Palace, a sealed off part of the city that was a small town in itself, housing troops and essentials. A moat of clean water circled the walls of the castle showing only the tall towers that resided within. A simple wooden drawbridge was already lowered, allowing access for everyone during the day. The drawbridge was only closed during invasions and at night, for security reasons.
The two walked passed guards, Rett waved his hellos and they both passed the barracks and stables, where a few knights shouted out a greeting to Rett, who returned the reply with enthusiasm. They continued walking for a bit towards the center of the area, where the castle was located, and as they walked by more guards, they soon found themselves within the castle where the stranger seemed to be lost in thought.
Rett then took a chance and hung back a bit, allowing the stranger to lead and was unsurprised to find that he knew exactly where to go and after a few twists and turns, they stood before the red iron doors of the courtroom.
Navi watched Rett with suspicion, he was acting oddly around Link and since she wasn't noticed, she could watch the man without distraction, unlike Link who seemed lost in thought. She was worried that Rett was up to something that would hinder or harm Link and she began to think of how to gently rid themselves of their former friend without hurting him.
"The lords and royalty are behind this door." Rett stated calmly as butterflies invaded his stomach. Link nodded as he prepared himself and was about to walk through when Rett stopped him. Looking at his friend with a steady gaze, Link found himself staring at a nervous man. Link wondered what was bothering his former friend.
"Link..." Rett started and was glad to see a startled look on his friends face. "It's been a while, hasn't it? I've got a few errands to attend to, so we can't talk until later tonight. I'm sure you have your reasons to hide who you are, and even though you've changed these last few years, were friends still, right? Lets talk later tonight and catch up on old times!" he finished with a rush, feeling relieved that he had gotten it over with and smiled as he clasped his friend's hand. "Good luck in there." Rett said with a wry grin and watched as Link gave him a smile and opened the doors before Rett himself left, walking down the halls alone to ponder what their time apart had changed.
Link pushed away the thoughts of his friend and stepped into the courtroom and as he entered, he was surprised to see so many people waiting for him. As he walked down the red carpet, towards the pair of thrones stationed at the end of the room, the gathered court began to mumble, their voices a collection of hushed whispers, pointing out his looks, his clothes and potential rank, many predicting that he was a simple peasant. They talked of how he walked, of the weapon he carried on his back and of the rips in his clothing. All of this Link ignored as he continued to step forward and he stopped before the king sitting on his throne that rested upon a raised dais. Giving a curt bow, Link found he was unable to pay homage to his former liege and friend.
So much has changed since those times.
Link paused to study the man he knew in the past and was surprised to see how the years had changed the once kind and gentle king into a more adamant ruler. As he continued to study the king, he saw beyond the royal mantle and golden crown the king wore and saw the fatigued and aged features that nothing could hide. The king was old and it showed. However, what caught Link's eyes the most was king Harkinian's own eyes. They were the eyes of a ruler who had lived a long life and seen it all. Peace, war and hardships. The king in turn studied the stranger before him intently, trying to judge what kind of man stood before him.
Link then shifted his view to the king's right, were a man cloaked in white stood before the throne, acting as the king's guard while bringing much of the court's attention to himself. Studying the man who was obviously a noble of high standings, Link easily guessed that who he was looking at was none other then Prince Façade, the white knight that had succeeded him to the title of the Protector of the Land. Well-groomed, long blonde hair graced his head as he looked down at the lower ranking person before him with distaste.
At least some things don't change. Link told Navi mentally, finding some comfort that in the years since he left that there was still some fragments of his past that still existed unchanged. Staring at Façade with the white cloak, his body was well hidden, showing only the that he wore fine leather boots and had a white hilted sword strapped to his back, in the same fashion as Link himself did. The white cloak made it difficult for him to judge how Façade fought as armor was an important asset to a fighter since it regulated how a person would move and how quickly they could move about during battle.
Ignoring Façade's look of disapproval and obvious distain, Link looked behind the man and saw Zelda, sitting in her own throne a step down from Harkinian's right side. Looking at the princess, Link simply blinked once as he stared at the woman sitting before him. The years that flew by had only matured and enhanced her beauty, molding her into a striking figure.
The time that they spent apart had made his memory hazy and since he became the vessel for the Triforce of Courage, he had only thought about his past in small spurts, avoiding memories that had to do with his heart in order to concentrate on the goals before him. Looking into her eyes again, Link almost fell in love for a second time as he gazed into her clear, intense blue eyes. He felt less of a fool for falling for her in the past and was starkly surprised that he was able to repress old feelings that were so strong back then. Then the king cleared his throat, bringing Link's focus back to the man.
Seeing that he had the stranger's attention, king Harkinian stared into the man's dark eyes for moment before he spoke. "Welcome traveler to the lands of Hyrule. As you may know, I am King Harkinian, ruler of these lands and protector of its people." Link merely blinked at the speech, unaffected by the royal words. This made Façade look more intently at the darkly clad man before him.
"Traveler, I shall be forward with you." The king stated and paused for a brief moment. "Since the beginning of this war, Ganon has sent countless troops and monsters at my people. He alone has razed many of the surrounding towns and villages in an attempt to grasp what he desired until we built this city. This city of Hyrule is where my people, those that had survived the first year of war have taken safe refuge along with the survivors of Façade's kingdom. With so many lives to protect and the vast size of Ganon's army, we are no longer able to keep in touch with much of the outside world. Even our magic, strong as it is, is no longer strong enough to contact our allies. What events have transpired since we closed ourselves off from the world?" Harkinian finished with a sigh, his eyes growing sad and weary, yet stayed adamant. The king wanting answers to his questions.
Link stood motionless, his eyes downcast as the king finished his speech, feelings of understanding glowed within him as he heard the king. Link saw how the burdens of rule had taken its toll on the old man, but instead of answering, he simply let out a sigh, a feeling of weariness engulfing him. He suddenly felt infinitely tired as he stared at the aged monarch. The toll of constant battles and dreary future began to slowly work at his spirit, gnawing at him from the inside.
Harkinian watched as the man raised his eyes from the floor to meet his and was surprised to see what they held. The dark yet hardened eyes of a stranger before him spoke of struggle, hardships and much weariness, as if he carried a great burden himself that rivaled the weight of his crown. The man reminded him of the young and youthful Link but he was unable to say why. Thinking of Link brought back a pang of remorse. What if Link was still with us? Would so many have died? Would we still be struggling to survive? Where are you now Link? Harkinian thought to himself wordlessly. He had those thoughts often nowadays, with his kingdom struggling against a relentless enemy Link's skills and courage would have been a great asset.
"Much has changed, your Highness." Link started hesitantly, grabbing the attention of the court. "Though my information is far outdated, I shall tell you of what I know." King Harkinian nodded agreement, giving his permission for Link to speak freely. "To the east, the Gorons had enclosed the entrance to their caves, buying them time as they prepare their homes for invasion. That was well over two years ago and as to how they fare now, I am no longer sure. However I am positive that they still live, the spirits of the Goron's is strong and they will not fall easily." Harkinian nodded as he listened. He knew of the Goron's strength in battle, as the histories of kingdoms of the land were never that of absolute peace and he has seen firsthand, the power of the Gorons as they waged war.
"The Zoras have also sealed their entrances to their domains in the thickest magic ice, preventing access from the outside world. What they do now, or how they fare I do not know. All I know is that they are almost perfectly sealed away in their own lands, making it nigh impossible to reach or contact them." Link paused to take a breath, allowing time for the information to sink in. "As for the Garudos, they don't answer to anyone anymore, choosing instead neutrality as they are caught between the allegiance to their king, Ganon, and the alliance of the other kingdoms. I doubt they'll help the kingdom of Hyrule in their current predicament."
King Harkinian nodded as he lost himself in thought. Surrounded by enemies with no help in site, they were in dire straights indeed. Leaning back, Harkinian let out a deep sigh, which caught the attention of his only daughter.
"Father, are you alright?" Zelda asked, with deep concern in her voice as she furrowed her brows.
Harkinian smiled as he nodded to his daughter, happy that she had been born, and happier that she had grown into such a fine young lady. Why he remembered the days of when she was still a little girl who had clung to his leg whenever she was scared and of the days as she grew up and began to find her way in life. Harkinian especially remembered the days when Link came to live with them, as the protector of the land. They were good days, memories to be forever cherished, especially in these dark and dire days of war.
Suddenly Harkinian's eyebrows shot up, realization dawning on him as a specific memory lit up in his mind. Zelda's youth! When she was young she told me of how she used three mystical stones to stop Ganondorf! it was then, during Zelda's youth that she had Link gather the three mystical stones and had used them to thwart Ganondorf's carefully laid plans of war. The three mystical stones held great power and even if his allies couldn't help him out with their soldiers, then they must at least be able to help by lending him those magical stones!
"Father?" Zelda asked as she saw Harkinian's eye light up, obviously with a plan in mind.
"The three mystical stones!" Harkinian said as he looked into his daughter's eyes. "The three mystical stones can help us! Zelda you once said that you had used them when you were younger and were able to defeat Ganondorf, yes?" Zelda nodded, slowly comprehending what her father was saying. "Then we can use them again! With those stones we must be able to at least strengthen our defences, allowing us to free enough troops to gather allies!" Harkinian said with vigor, a set plan in mind. The court brightened along with him, true hope in sight after such a long time.
Zelda's eye widened slightly as her father finished speaking, nodding as she thought over what he had just stated. True that she had used them when she was younger and they were powerful magical objects. They can help us! But... "Father, we can use them but we no longer posses them. L...Link and I returned them after we had finished using them." Zelda stated with a small sigh as she watched her father's enthusiasm dim, along with the entire court. However, Harkinian was not done yet.
Thinking for a moment, another revelation came to him. If the stranger knew of what has happened to our allies then it means that he has visited the other kingdoms as well. Then perhaps he can help us in our hour of need as ever so slowly, we are beginning to lose this war. With those stones we can turn the tides and reclaim what we have lost...
Link watched the entire procession with neutrality and boredom. Even Navi was beginning to lull herself into a gentle nap when the king stood up, bringing everyone's attention to him.
"Traveler, I have a request for you. Will you hear me out?" Harkinian began, wishing to state this matter as delicately as possible. Link nodded, seeing no reason why he could, or should decline.
Seeing the nod, Harkinian continued. "You have obviously seen the domains of Zora and Goron as you speak with such clarity in your voice. I ask that you assist my people. Will you help us in searching for the three mystical stones?" Link stood surprised at the king's request. The entire court seemed to focus their entire attention on him, waiting for his reply.
Taking deep breathes, Link thought of the past and focused on the one experience that had wounded his heart. He had been hurt that day, very hurt. As he thought of that even, a single phrase entered his mind.
Never again
Shaking his head slightly, Link stared into the eyes of the king. The eyes of a former friend, someone he once considered family. Link thought of the past briefly as he opened his mouth, the entire court leaning in to hear the good news first hand. "I decline your request, your highness." Link stated firmly while trying to be as polite as possible.
"What?" Harkinian gasped aloud as he was rejected. "Is it a reward you need? As if it is so I will freely reward you handsomely."
Link only shook his head slightly as the king tried to persuade him and calmly answered, "I simply have no interest in that area. I have my own agenda's to attend to. There are many other travelers other then I. I am sure they are adequate enough to help you." The king sat down, surprised at the traveler's rejection and was unsure how to proceed next.
The court gasped and gossiped as the words sunk in. Their main question was why did he decline? Was it not enough to serve good and protect the innocent? Was he really a greedy person? Or an agent of Ganon, trying to raise their hopes then dash them to bits as the stranger attacked them from within? The list of possibilities were endless and as they court went on gossiping, few possibilities were left out.
However, during the entire exchange, Façade's expression grew from distaste to a boiling rage. The only thoughts were How dare he! A peasant demeaning a king and putting his greediness before others! What kind of man is he! To act as if he was better then us all! Better then I, a Prince! Making a hand motion to one of the nobles in the crowd, a thin and well dressed young man with his brown hair combed back. The man was standing near the stranger and as Facade caught the man's attention, he narrowed his eyes and nodded once towards the traveler. Catching the prince's meaning, the noble calmly walked from the crowd and kicked the stranger in the back of the knee, forcing him to kneel down.
The crowd fell back slightly in surprise as Harkinian's and Zelda's eyes widened in surprise. Façade simply smiled, enjoying the scene before him as the noble began to relentlessly kick at the kneeling stranger.
Link! Navi screamed into his mind, her shock apparent. She was about to reveal herself and attack the offender but Link stopped her with a thought and Navi waited impatiently, wanting to kill the man for attacking Link. She felt some of the pain that Link felt and was infuriated that someone, especially one who was supposed to be on their side, begin to pointlessly attack her friend and master.
Link had been concentrating on the talk with the king a great deal and didn't notice as the noble stalked up and began his attack. The kick to the back of his leg throbbed and the following kicks to his back and sides hurt as the leather boot slammed into him mercilessly. Harkinian was about to order the noble, Bryan, to stop but was cut short as Link kicked the legs from under the hot-blooded man.
Bryan picked himself up in anger and as he regained his balance, rushed towards the traveler and threw a strong right jab at the man's face. Being an experienced fighter, he expected the traveler to freeze from his sudden and quick strike. However, as his fist flew towards the traveler, it suddenly stopped in mid-air and his world instantly exploded in pain.
Link watched as the brown haired man picked himself up and was unsurprised as he was rushed. Seeing the punch, Link simply stepped back, caught the man's punch in his left hand and countered with a punch from his right fist, into the noble's stomach. Not waiting for him to recover, Link stepped up as he grabbed the man's well-kept hair with both hands and brought up his face. Waiting for a moment as he balanced on his left leg, and in one quick motion, slammed the man's head down into a rising knee, sending the noble flying onto his back, a trail of blood following him. The crowd parted as the noble drifted by, landing onto the stone floor unconscious. Their gazes lingered on the man for a moment before they returned their gazes to the dark clad traveler, a hint of fear in more then a few of their gazes.
Yea! Take that! You shouldn't have messed with Link! Navi stated mentally as she watched blood leak from the fallen man's face, happy to see that Link was alright and that the man got what he deserved. Feeling much better, Link turned his head towards the king as he relaxed his body momentarily.
"I feel that we have finished." Link stated as he turned around and began to walk towards the red iron doors, only feeling sore from the noble's assault. Harkinian and Zelda watched in silence as he left, not wanting to make a bad situation worse, but Façade on the other hand wasn't ready to give up. Stepping forth, he yelled out a single command, "Cease him!" Link ignored him as he continued to walk towards the doors. The king and princess however, gave Façade a surprised look.
The guards that were stationed around the walls stepped forth, preparing to apprehend the stranger. Link was instantly stopped as the closest guard drew his short sword and slashed. Raising his left arm, Link warded off the attack with the back of his black gauntlet. Defenseless, the guard's eyes widened in pain and surprise as he was jabbed in the ribs, followed by a knee into his solar plexus, winding him as he doubled over in pain. Taking the opportunity, Link slammed the back of his right fist onto the back of the guard's helmet, creating a ringing sound and dropping the guard. A second guard, wielding a spear, quickly walked up and narrowed his eyes at Link's act of aggression towards his comrade.
Other guards were quickly making their way towards him and Link decided to draw his sword. The hiss of Murasame leaving its sheath made the guards wary and actually seeing the pure black sword gave them pause. His black sword drew the attention of everyone in the court as well as they had never seen a sword such as his. The sword was beautiful as it curved slightly outwards and had a single sharpened edge. The sword gleamed in the sunlight that inhabited the room, making it look beautiful as light reflected off it.
With a quick strike, Link sliced through the shaft of the spear, breaking it in halves and cutting the guard's chest. The guard went down with a cry as he clutched his wound. Looking up, the guard was furious at being struck down and tried to get back on his feet, showing that it was nothing more then a large scratch.
Ignoring the others, Link walked forth, his blade grasped in his right hand as he continued towards the door. But as he reached it, there were at least five guards waiting for him with more closing in, encircling him. Navi frowned, having had enough, she was thinking of using a fireball spell. Her thoughts however were suddenly interrupted.
Harkinian's voice pierced the still air. "ENOUGH!! Leave the traveler be..." The guards at their king's command withdrew with relief, glad that they didn't have to fight the stranger. As Link was about to walk through the doors, Harkinian asked him a final question, "What is your name, traveler?"
Link paused for a moment as he sheathed his sword, allowing it to drop back into its sheath with a muffled whisper. Turning around slightly, he looked at the king on the far end of the room. "I am simply a wanderer, your highness." With the final statement, Link turned back and walked through the door, leaving the court behind to mellow in their thoughts.
As the stranger left, Harkinian looked at his daughter and saw her dislike for the man. Hiding a small smile, he turned to Façade and felt his smile wither away. Why did Façade act as such? What grudge does he hold against him? sighing, Harkinian stood and dismissed the court.
Walking out the doors, Link made it out of the castle and halfway to the castle walls when he heard a voice yelling in his general direction to stop. Navi yawned as she looked back and saw a young woman running towards them. Link look behind us, I think she wants to talk to us!.
Stopping, Link turned around and saw a young woman with loose light brown hair and wearing a simple military uniform come to a halt before him. She took deep breaths as she stared at the man standing before her. Catching her breath, she flashed a bright smile and did a quick bow, her hair trailing her actions as she moved about.
Link blinked as he watched her study him. "I formerly thank you for saving our lives yesterday! If it wasn't for you, we might not have made it..." the young woman's face looked distraught for a moment before she continued. "But you saved us and that's all that matters! Are you new to this city?"
Link felt distraught under the woman's quick change of moods and overall cheery attitude and nodded slowly. "Great! Then I can show you around, as a guide!" she stated happily and before Link could do anything, she grabbed his left arm and practically dragged him out of the castle and into the city.
Navi smiled as she sat up straight, This is going to be a fun day! she thought and clapped her hands in anticipation for the day ahead.
Night fell across the protected city, the last vestiges of sunlight leaking through the break in the mountain's ring, above the white walls that guarded the people within.
Gertrude was wiping the front counter with a damp cloth and decided to finally close. Remembering Veken, she went through the door behind her, into the kitchen and pulled out a meat pie that was being kept warm in the stove by its cooling embers of burnt wood and heated rocks.
Grabbing a slice of cheese and a small wagon of bread, she walked out of the kitchen and strode out the entrance and into the empty streets, towards the stables. As she neared, she heard the excited cries of Veken and picked up her pace; wanting to see what got Veken so lively. Turning into the stable, Gertrude slowed as she saw a female military soldier with free-hanging, long, red tinted hair speak to an excited Veken, who was busy grooming a white stallion. Slowing to a stop, Gertrude decided to watch what Veken wanted as he bobbed back and forth, grooming the stallion with a smile.
"Hey, Hey! What's his name?" Veken asked as he stroked the horse's head, admiring its beauty.
The soldier simply tossed her hair back with a quick flick of her hand as she giggled. "His name is Illumin, a herald of light." She said with a gentle voice. Veken's smile widened as he learnt the horse's name scratched it between the ears, as he had seen the stranger do the day before, with Epona. Illumin simply nickered in response.
Suddenly Veken's head turned, as he smelt the scent of meat pie hanging in the air. "Mom!" Veken yelled as he dashed over to his mother and when she handed him food, he devoured it as Gertrude stated something about boys and hunger. Turning to face them, the woman smiled as she heard Gertrude's comment.
Gertrude shook her head in amazement as Veken finished off the meat pie in only a few bites. Looking up she stared at the young woman standing before her. Wearing light armor with a bow slung around her shoulder and a sword hanging at her waist, on her right, she seemed cheerful as she stared back at the mother. Gertrude smiled a welcoming smile and opened her arms for a hug, which the woman readily accepted.
"Malon! It's been so long, how have you been? How did the patrol go?" Gertrude asked as she took a step back, her hands on both of Malon's shoulder as she did a quick look, wondering how the young woman before had changed since their last encounter.
"I've been better and the patrol didn't go so well... if it wasn't for a lone traveler, we wouldn't have made it back safely." Malon stated with a sigh, her expression changed from happiness to crestfallen, the near death encounter and the death of her comrades weighing heavily on her mind and spirit.
"There, There." Gertrude said softly, giving Malon another hug and gentle words, as she gave support to a girl that she considered another daughter.
Sensing Malon's unnatural misery, Veken decided to try to cheer her up by showing her his newest friend for the day. Walking towards Epona, Veken smiled as he came close to her, the awareness of her strength making him slightly giddy. Friends always made him happy and he was sure that if he introduced Epona to Malon, she would surely cheer up.
Leading Epona out of her stall, Veken was pleased as she followed his guidance, freeing her from the enclosed area and towards his mother and Malon. "Hey, Hey! Malon, meet my newest friend! I met her yesterday! Isn't she beautiful?" Veken said, as he ran his hand over Epona's side, feeling the strength of her muscles.
Turning, Malon smiled as she heard Veken talk. She knew that he was trying to cheer her up by introducing the horse, since he knew that she liked horses and she was always happy to meet them. But as she stared at the horse, a feeling of reminiscence came over her and when she stared into the horse's eyes, realization dawned on her. Their eyes were the same. They were Epona's eyes and Malon could never forget them.
"Epona..." Malon whispered as she tried to stroke the side of Epona's head. Epona simply shook off the friendly hand with a shake of her head. Only the master or master approved people could touch her.
"Hey! How did you know Epona's name? Do you know her?" Veken asked in a rush, disappointed that Malon knew the horse before he did, but secretly pleased as Epona shook off Malon's friendly gesture.
Veken's words went by Malon unheard as she started to hum Epona's song. At first there was no response but recognition soon took over and Epona was soon nuzzling Malon in the chest, making her laugh with childish delight.
"It is you!" Malon stated aloud as she fought to stay upright as Epona nearly pushed her over with her nuzzling. Then something else struck Malon. Epona wasn't brown, small and gentle looking anymore. Putting her hands up to tell her to stay still, Malon took a few steps back to inspect her old friend was shocked to see the changes that had happened in the years that they were apart. "By the goddess's you've changed!" Malon declared, as she looked Epona over.
"Isn't she beautiful!" Veken said again as he looked up at Malon.
Malon simply nodded as she found herself staring back into Epona' eyes. After a few moments, Malon blinked as another thought occurred to her. Link! Quickly turning to Veken, Malon almost yelled her question, catching Gertrude's attention as well. "Where's Link!"
"Is that his name?" Veken replied with a slight frown. "He never told me his name, but he told me Epona's name!"
Malon frowned a little at Veken's words but she knew that Epona wouldn't let another person ride her. Then inspiration hit her and she turned to Epona. "Is Link here? Did he ride you into the city?" Epona simply snorted, making Malon smile, as she knew her idea had no chance of actually working.
Gertrude however walked up to her son and looked him in the eye, making Veken nervous. "What did the rider look like?" Gertrude asked calmly in her no nonsense tone.
Sighing in relief since he wasn't in trouble, Veken truthfully said, "He was dressed in nothing but black and was intimidating! He didn't say much either but he's really, really cool!"
Sighing, Gertrude nodded, as she knew the person who Veken spoke of, the stranger with the dark eyes and steady gaze. All of the half formed memories were suddenly clear, the face and expressions, they were Link's but it had been so long since she saw him last. How you have changed, Link...Why didn't you come back earlier? What has happened to you since you left? Gertrude thought to herself, turning to Malon and seeing her hope filled eyes, nodded once, making Malon's eye widen as she drew in a quick breath.
Veken instantly became puzzled as he watched the quiet exchange between his mother and Malon, but decided it wasn't the time to say anything. Instead he decided to go get a few carrots and feed Epona. Leaving quietly, Veken left unnoticed as he proceeded to pilfer a few carrots from the kitchen.
"It's been a few years, hasn't it Epona?" Malon said wistfully as she placed her hand under Epona's head and used her thumb to stroke the side of it. Looking into Epona's eyes, Malon momentarily lost herself in ancient memories of the past. Malon remembered when she had seen Epona's birth, feeling a swell of joy as Epona took her first breath and felt the struggle as she tried to stand. Malon remembered the first time the both of them met the young fairy boy, who came out of nowhere, accompanied by a small, friendly and glowing fairy. Epona was skittish then, unwilling to socialize with others, but when Link had played Epona's song, she instantly became attached to the fairy boy and as they grew up, Malon was unsurprised as Epona allowed herself to become Link's horse. Seeing Epona now, Malon saw the same strong and proud gaze that she had seen as she raised Epona. It was good to know that her friend was still strong and doing well. Malon easily knew that Epona was still loyal and very attached to her master.
Gertrude walked up and stood beside Epona, breaking Malon's train of thought. "How many years has it been?" Gertrude asked silently. Malon just shrugged as she gave Gertrude a gentle smile. Looking into her foster mother's eyes, Malon simply said, "Link, he's come home..."
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Author's corner: I'm done Chapter 01! And it only took a few weeks! Well I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! This thing is easily 2x as long as my prologue and was fun to write, at the expense of things like sleep, go figure =P
So what did you think of Link? Or should I say, Dark Link!
And what do you think of Epona or Navi now?
Dramatic changes or what?
Gahahahaha... I'm into this dark hero thing too much ;)
Well, I guess I'm off to plot Chapter 02 cause I never know what to put in these commentaries.
Comments? Criticisms? Questions? Praise?
My email? Well its, Psionic_Soldier@hotmail.com
Well thanks for reading! ...I'm going to bed... *yawn*
Editor's note: FreelancerX here (A.K.A. PoChEpOkE)
Well, it took a long time to actually start on editing this! But I'm finished! It took me three weeks to actually start editing this and one night to actually edit it! But I'm done! And that has made all the difference! Well, it's 4 am, and I've been working on just this chapter (shows the enormity of it) since about 11:30 p.m. so I'm going to sleep, I hope you guys like my editing job! And if you don't, or you find some mistakes that I missed, be sure to e-mail me notifying me of it at: Maester_Pochepoke@hotmail.com! Well, I'm going to sleep now, I'm tired as hell!! G'night! Dark Link ownz you all and the Silver Emporer A.K.A. Perfect Psionic Soldier ownz us all (his friends)!!!! Ugh! *passes out*
Perfect Psionic Soldiers Extra Addition, for Chapter 01 Revision:
1) The line above rhymes
2) Umm, learnt stuff...
3) Special thanks to katya d keaton cause Katya showed me a big boo-boo I made since I called Epona a stallion and only male horses are called Stallions and since Epona isn't male... ummm yea.... hehehe....
So I fixed that ^_^ and I hope that's all the mistakes I made on this chapter.
Well I'm now off to make more mistakes on chapter 02!! Yay!! Spelling errors and plot holes galore!!!
End of Chapter 01 (v1.3)
