CHAPTER TWO
What Dreams May Come
"Welcome Gatekeeper," a sweet voice intruded upon Jacob's thoughts. Jacob wondered through the busy street of New York. Jacob turned around to find the person who spoke to him, but saw no one, well, no one that seemed to be beckoning to him, well except the thin blonde on the street corner, but that was just, wrong.
"Come with me," the voice seemed to be in his thoughts, whispering to him. As Jacob turned around, his city surroundings dissolved into a beautiful green field filled with lush foliage. All the people around him changed and morphed into various animals of the plains. Jacob raised an eyebrow and watched as the people vanished and was replaced by different beings.
"What the hell is going on?" Jacob intrigued aloud.
"Come forward, young one," the sweet voice was louder now. Jacob stepped forward and as he did so, the wind picked up and blew the grass in ripples. Ass he neared the center of the plain, he could see a figure standing there, the wind rustling through the figure's long graceful hair.
Upon closer inspection, Jacob saw that he was looking at the back of a female; she spoke softly. "Welcome Gatekeeper, I hope I have not troubled you."
She turned around and faced Jacob. Jacob gasped and turned away suddenly, she was completely nude. Her skin was golden, her hair was golden blonde, and her eyes shined emerald with golden outlines.
"Do not be shy, you may face me," she spoke. Jacob turned around; he avoided looking down and looked her in the eyes. He had to admit, she did have a nice body, but her eyes, there was something different about them, yes, they were beautiful, but entrancing. He noticed, out of the corner of his eye, the long staff she held out to the side. It was made out of some sort of metal, and on top, it was crowned with a strange looking clock. But what was strangest, was the hands of the clock, they were curved, and they did not move at a constant speed, they slowed, then sped up. Jacob shook it off and faced the nude woman in front of him.
"Wh-who are you?" Jacob stammered out.
"I am Akroma, Avatar of Ashla, Goddess of Time. I am here to charge the Gatekeeper."
"Gatekeeper? What are you talking about?" Jacob asked.
"The Gatekeeper is the holder and protector of the Key's to the Triforce."
"Key's to the Triforce? All right, now I'm really lost." Jacob stated.
"Walk with me, Gatekeeper." She started away, Jacob in toll, dodging her long golden aura of hair.
"Why are you calling me the Gatekeeper?" Jacob asked, a thousand questions running through his mind.
"Are you not in possession of the Master Sword and the Ocarina of Time?" she asked.
"The what?"
"Ancient relics of the Hylian lineage, able to manipulate time itself." She said as Akroma stood at the edge of a small lake they had come to. Her golden mane wrapped around her body. "I know it's a lot to take in all at once, young one. But everything will be clear soon. Your destiny will be revealed. But now I must depart, fare thee well, Gatekeeper." Her physical form began to fade out; Jacob rushed forward to stop her.
"Wait, I don't understand! Don't leave!" Jacob yelled at the space where she had been standing.
"You will, you will." Her voice whispered in his thoughts.
Akroma, Avatar of Ashla, Goddess of Time, vanished, leaving Jacob alone.
* * *
Jacob awoke, he felt groggy, and he looked around to assure himself that what he had just witnessed was indeed a dream. He looked on his dresser to see the book and egg-flute sitting there, and on his floor, in front of his closet was the broken sword. The strange gem seemed to be glowing, and then he realized that it was the sunlight shining in from his window. Then he noticed it, the clock, he was late!
Jacob jumped out of bed and grabbed the nearest shirt and pants and threw them on, he even managed to grab the book and flute. He rushed down the stairs to the front door and ran outside, he rushed to his car and hopped in and cranked it. With a little force, it was running like a dream. Well, almost. He threw it into gear and squealed out of the driveway.
The trip to Ikana County High School was uneventful, except the radio announcer being a jerk to some unfortunate girl that called in.
He pulled into the parking lot and jumped out, grabbing his bag. He rushed into his first block and found his seat.
"Mister Swanson, I hope you have a good excuse for being late." The teacher told Jacob.
"Uh, well you see, Mister Rogers, I couldn't get out of my driveway because my evil, dark twin demanded that I fight him." Jacob joked, getting a laugh from Sarah, who was behind him, but was cut short as Mister Rogers looked at her with disapproval.
"The next time you are late, I'll want to see you in the office with a better excuse."
Jacob sat back and relaxed in his desk, and when Mister Rogers returned to teaching the current lesson. Jacob turned around and handed Sarah the flute.
"Here, I thought you might like this." He whispered to her.
"Oh, it's beautiful. I like the shade of blue that it is. Thanks, Jacob." She leaned forward and gave him a slight kiss on the cheek.
"That's it?" he asked jokingly.
"Don't push your luck."
* * *
That afternoon, during break, Jacob sat alone and read more in the book, Memoirs of a Princess, totally unaware that he was being stalked. His predator slowly snuck up upon him.
"Derek, cut it out." Jacob said, not even looking up from his book.
"Man, I don't believe that, how did you know?" Derek asked.
"You try it every day, dumbass."
"Oh, yeah." Derek sat down beside Jacob and looked at the book he was reading. "Memoirs of a Princess? Why are you reading this?"
"It's not what you think. It's actually pretty good. Here, read this part." Jacob handed the book to Derek who promptly began to read it aloud.
"Day twenty-two, of Din's second month, Year 564. It has been seven years to the day, I have waited for Link, my beloved, I have hoped not to wait this long, I don't know how much longer I will need to wait for him, my time has grown short. Ganondorf has claimed the Triforce of Power and has murdered my father. I am out of hope, and out of time."
"Oh, yeah, sounds like a good book," Derek flipped through the pages coming across various illustrations, until he stopped on two particularly interesting pictures. One was of a sword, crafted from a blue metal and adorned with the same symbol of three triangles, merged to one. The other picture was of the egg-flute.
"Hey, Jacob, look at this." Derek handed the book to Jacob. "Isn't this the sword you bought?"
Jacob took the book and looked at the illustrations, he read the text over the picture of the egg-flute. "The Ocarina of Time, enchanted by the Goddess Ashla." he stopped, then read on, "Is the family treasure of the Royal Hylian Family. It is able to manipulate." Jacob stopped and looked at the picture again. It was the exact instrument that he had given Sarah.
Jacob turned the page and saw musical notes jotted down. He jumped up and looked to Derek, "Sarah's gonna need to see this." He couldn't think of anything else, what would his best friend say if he had said: "Sarah may be able to travel through time."
"But, she's in class, she has band."
"Exactly." Jacob ran forward.
* * *
Jacob and Derek got in the band room just as the sound of a flute floated to their ears.
"No." Jacob mumbled.
They saw Sarah, playing the instrument, surrounded by a bunch of her friends, then suddenly, a bright blue column of light shone down on her, and she was gone. It was so fast. Jacob and Derek rushed forward.
"Oh no." Jacob said.
"Jacob, what's going on?" Derek asked. Everyone else seemed to be too stunned to say anything.
"Welcome Gatekeeper," a sweet voice intruded upon Jacob's thoughts. Jacob wondered through the busy street of New York. Jacob turned around to find the person who spoke to him, but saw no one, well, no one that seemed to be beckoning to him, well except the thin blonde on the street corner, but that was just, wrong.
"Come with me," the voice seemed to be in his thoughts, whispering to him. As Jacob turned around, his city surroundings dissolved into a beautiful green field filled with lush foliage. All the people around him changed and morphed into various animals of the plains. Jacob raised an eyebrow and watched as the people vanished and was replaced by different beings.
"What the hell is going on?" Jacob intrigued aloud.
"Come forward, young one," the sweet voice was louder now. Jacob stepped forward and as he did so, the wind picked up and blew the grass in ripples. Ass he neared the center of the plain, he could see a figure standing there, the wind rustling through the figure's long graceful hair.
Upon closer inspection, Jacob saw that he was looking at the back of a female; she spoke softly. "Welcome Gatekeeper, I hope I have not troubled you."
She turned around and faced Jacob. Jacob gasped and turned away suddenly, she was completely nude. Her skin was golden, her hair was golden blonde, and her eyes shined emerald with golden outlines.
"Do not be shy, you may face me," she spoke. Jacob turned around; he avoided looking down and looked her in the eyes. He had to admit, she did have a nice body, but her eyes, there was something different about them, yes, they were beautiful, but entrancing. He noticed, out of the corner of his eye, the long staff she held out to the side. It was made out of some sort of metal, and on top, it was crowned with a strange looking clock. But what was strangest, was the hands of the clock, they were curved, and they did not move at a constant speed, they slowed, then sped up. Jacob shook it off and faced the nude woman in front of him.
"Wh-who are you?" Jacob stammered out.
"I am Akroma, Avatar of Ashla, Goddess of Time. I am here to charge the Gatekeeper."
"Gatekeeper? What are you talking about?" Jacob asked.
"The Gatekeeper is the holder and protector of the Key's to the Triforce."
"Key's to the Triforce? All right, now I'm really lost." Jacob stated.
"Walk with me, Gatekeeper." She started away, Jacob in toll, dodging her long golden aura of hair.
"Why are you calling me the Gatekeeper?" Jacob asked, a thousand questions running through his mind.
"Are you not in possession of the Master Sword and the Ocarina of Time?" she asked.
"The what?"
"Ancient relics of the Hylian lineage, able to manipulate time itself." She said as Akroma stood at the edge of a small lake they had come to. Her golden mane wrapped around her body. "I know it's a lot to take in all at once, young one. But everything will be clear soon. Your destiny will be revealed. But now I must depart, fare thee well, Gatekeeper." Her physical form began to fade out; Jacob rushed forward to stop her.
"Wait, I don't understand! Don't leave!" Jacob yelled at the space where she had been standing.
"You will, you will." Her voice whispered in his thoughts.
Akroma, Avatar of Ashla, Goddess of Time, vanished, leaving Jacob alone.
* * *
Jacob awoke, he felt groggy, and he looked around to assure himself that what he had just witnessed was indeed a dream. He looked on his dresser to see the book and egg-flute sitting there, and on his floor, in front of his closet was the broken sword. The strange gem seemed to be glowing, and then he realized that it was the sunlight shining in from his window. Then he noticed it, the clock, he was late!
Jacob jumped out of bed and grabbed the nearest shirt and pants and threw them on, he even managed to grab the book and flute. He rushed down the stairs to the front door and ran outside, he rushed to his car and hopped in and cranked it. With a little force, it was running like a dream. Well, almost. He threw it into gear and squealed out of the driveway.
The trip to Ikana County High School was uneventful, except the radio announcer being a jerk to some unfortunate girl that called in.
He pulled into the parking lot and jumped out, grabbing his bag. He rushed into his first block and found his seat.
"Mister Swanson, I hope you have a good excuse for being late." The teacher told Jacob.
"Uh, well you see, Mister Rogers, I couldn't get out of my driveway because my evil, dark twin demanded that I fight him." Jacob joked, getting a laugh from Sarah, who was behind him, but was cut short as Mister Rogers looked at her with disapproval.
"The next time you are late, I'll want to see you in the office with a better excuse."
Jacob sat back and relaxed in his desk, and when Mister Rogers returned to teaching the current lesson. Jacob turned around and handed Sarah the flute.
"Here, I thought you might like this." He whispered to her.
"Oh, it's beautiful. I like the shade of blue that it is. Thanks, Jacob." She leaned forward and gave him a slight kiss on the cheek.
"That's it?" he asked jokingly.
"Don't push your luck."
* * *
That afternoon, during break, Jacob sat alone and read more in the book, Memoirs of a Princess, totally unaware that he was being stalked. His predator slowly snuck up upon him.
"Derek, cut it out." Jacob said, not even looking up from his book.
"Man, I don't believe that, how did you know?" Derek asked.
"You try it every day, dumbass."
"Oh, yeah." Derek sat down beside Jacob and looked at the book he was reading. "Memoirs of a Princess? Why are you reading this?"
"It's not what you think. It's actually pretty good. Here, read this part." Jacob handed the book to Derek who promptly began to read it aloud.
"Day twenty-two, of Din's second month, Year 564. It has been seven years to the day, I have waited for Link, my beloved, I have hoped not to wait this long, I don't know how much longer I will need to wait for him, my time has grown short. Ganondorf has claimed the Triforce of Power and has murdered my father. I am out of hope, and out of time."
"Oh, yeah, sounds like a good book," Derek flipped through the pages coming across various illustrations, until he stopped on two particularly interesting pictures. One was of a sword, crafted from a blue metal and adorned with the same symbol of three triangles, merged to one. The other picture was of the egg-flute.
"Hey, Jacob, look at this." Derek handed the book to Jacob. "Isn't this the sword you bought?"
Jacob took the book and looked at the illustrations, he read the text over the picture of the egg-flute. "The Ocarina of Time, enchanted by the Goddess Ashla." he stopped, then read on, "Is the family treasure of the Royal Hylian Family. It is able to manipulate." Jacob stopped and looked at the picture again. It was the exact instrument that he had given Sarah.
Jacob turned the page and saw musical notes jotted down. He jumped up and looked to Derek, "Sarah's gonna need to see this." He couldn't think of anything else, what would his best friend say if he had said: "Sarah may be able to travel through time."
"But, she's in class, she has band."
"Exactly." Jacob ran forward.
* * *
Jacob and Derek got in the band room just as the sound of a flute floated to their ears.
"No." Jacob mumbled.
They saw Sarah, playing the instrument, surrounded by a bunch of her friends, then suddenly, a bright blue column of light shone down on her, and she was gone. It was so fast. Jacob and Derek rushed forward.
"Oh no." Jacob said.
"Jacob, what's going on?" Derek asked. Everyone else seemed to be too stunned to say anything.