All right then. It seems like everyone wants me to do a WW fic from Tetra's point of view. So, here's what you need to know;

Title: A Windwaker's Tale: Through my eyes.

Author: Nagem

Rating: PG-13 (may possibly be upped to R if something happens.)

Publish date: ?????

Summary: (Set during WW) Everyone knows what Link did when he sailed over the Great Sea and saved the world from Ganondorf, right? I hope so. But what if there was more: a story within a story? This is what Tetra did, what she faced, what thoughts went through her mind while she discovered her destiny.

Okay, I hate that summary. But whatever. Okay, since I'm not supposed to post an author's note as a chapter, I'm going to put in a preview of a chapter in "A Windwaker's Tale: Through my eyes"

Water slammed against my back and drove the breath from me as I fell from who knows how high into the water. I opened my mouth to scream-yes, I admit it, scream-but I inhaled water as I went under. I tried to cough and sputter, but it didn't work well, seeing as how I was under water. Reflexes worked into arms and legs by years of falling off the ship (I've said it once, I'll say it again, I wasn't always the cool, suave pirate everyone sees me as) began to propel me towards the surface.

As my head broke the surface, I felt the last traces of rain hit my face before it went away. I blinked salt water out of my eyes and looked around, for anything. My ship wasn't there-I had obviously been blown father away by that damn cyclone than I thought. Whatever drove that frog-like god to cause the cyclones, it must have been pretty bad. As I looked about, I saw an island with a large tower a ways off. Even though I had no idea where I was, I was more likely to survive until the others found me on an island rather than in the sea. I began to swim towards it, my arms pulling me smoothly through the water.

The island was further away than it looked, or I wasn't as used to swimming as I thought. My legs felt heavy and my arms screamed as I dragged them through the water. I let myself sink a few inches, careful to keep my nose and mouth in the air, and continued. I swam for what felt like miles and the island didn't look any closer.

I managed to take one good breath before my head went under, with me too tired to stop it. I closed my eyes against the salt and swam blindly against the current. Just when it felt like I wouldn't make it, I hit the break line. The current stopped pushing against me, and I brought myself to the surface, taking a breath of air before letting myself be pushed to the island's shore by the gentle waves.

I floated on my back until I felt the beach under me. I turned onto my stomach and groped, bringing up handfuls of sand as I clawed my way up the beach. I got past where the waves were licking my feet, and nestled my head in my arms, letting sleep take me.

Okay, so the majority of the chapters'll be like that, in Tetra's P.O.V. telling about things that happened to her. Hee hee. Looks like she got swept up in one of Cyclos's cyclones. Well, please review and tell me weather or not you STILL want me to write this.