The Legend of Zelda:
Hero of Time
Hyrule Field. A massive plain connecting the realms of the races of Hyrule. The Zoras in Hyrule Lake, the Gorons in Death Mountain, the Kokiri in the Kokiri's Forest, the Hylians of Hyrule, and the Gerudos in Gerudo Valley. All these races are interconnected by the Hyrule Field. Many creatures live within this plain, and so do many humans. Of these humans includes a young girl named Maron. She lives with her father at Lon Lon Ranch. Today, after returning from her trip to Hyrule Market, she spotted something lying in the grass about 30 feet ahead of her. Maron quickly ran to it, and saw a Hylian Guard, badly beaten and unconscious.
"Oh my god!"
Maron grabbed a bottle of water that was in her pouch and poured it over the head of the fallen warrior. All he did was stir. Maron ran to her father, returning with him quickly, and they both carried the soldier into their farm.
A wall of fire erupted around the General. He looked around, panicked, not finding a way out. A laugh kept encircling him, approaching ever closer every minute. The yellows eyes of the King of Evil appeared in front of the General and drew near him. Ganondorf's massive body traversed through the wall of fire and stood glaring, body encroached in flames, and the appearance of evil set forth. Ganondorf raised his arm and the General rose with it.
"Ah hell...."
Ganondorf's arm pulsed and a beam of dark energy blasted from his palm. It rammed the General with such force that his body was sent hurtling back hundreds of feet, through the wall of fire, and skidded along the black ground. Ganondorf ambled in front of the General and smiled.
"The pain of one thousand souls will be placed upon your life," came Ganondorf's voice.
He faced his palm upwards and raised it slowly above his head. Then, began to chant in Hylian.
"Eklor Celmof Tensiel Nezai Aniforva."
Black flames spewed out of the ground and formed around the General. They engulfed him and the pain of 1,000 people Ganondorf murdered flooded into him. His screams ripped through the endless plain and his body began to tear apart. Blood spewed from his eyes and he felt one last splurge of pain before it all went black. And all that was heard was the evil laugh...that dreaded laugh...
The General sat up quickly, drenched in sweat, not knowing where he was. All he remembered was warping with the Ocarina, and his dream was vague. He looked around. He was in a bed in what appeared to be a guest room. The smell of manure and feed filled the air. The general assumed he was in a farm, but didn't know where. It was merely dark out, probably just before morning, but the pounding in the General's head didn't stop. He laid back down, hoping not to have that dream once again.
The Generals dreams were empty. He was awoken by the sound of footsteps. He opened one eye and looked at the door. It was now daytime. The door slowly opened, and a young red haired girl skipped in. She was carrying a tray with milk and a sandwich on it. She placed it on a table and went to check on the General.
"Oh, you're awake. That's great."
"Where...Where am I? Who are you? What's going on?"
Maron giggled. It was common for her to giggle at that age, but she did it a lot.
"My name is Maron, and you are at Lon Lon Ranch. I found you lying in the field, near death, and me and my dad carried you here. You've been out for a few days now."
The General sat up and put his hand on his forehead.
"Oh my, you must be hungry."
Maron rushed over to the table and brought the food to the General.
"So, what your name?"
"My name is...my name...I don't remember my name."
He looked down to see his dog tags. They read General.
"I guess you can just call me General."
"O, Ok, General, you should eat up though. You're going to need your strength. You were hurt pretty badly."
The General nodded, and slowly began to eat.
"Say, Maron...How did you know to bring food if I was knocked out?"
"I um...dunno."
"You're a weird girl aren't you?"
"Hmmph." Maron stood up and rushed out of the room. General chuckled and stood up. He slowly lumbered across the room, and out the door. He stumbled down the stairs and rammed into Maron. She was standing with his soldier's outfit, bringing it up to him. General apologized to Maron, took the uniform, stumbled back up the stairs, and put it on. He felt strangely comfortable in the outfit. He shrugged and went back downstairs. Talon, Maron's father, was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a coffee and reading the newspaper. He spotted the awoken General and gave him a hearty welcome.
"Well, good mornin', you were out for some time now."
"Uh...hi," General stumbled into a seat, and Maron rushed over with some food for him.
"So, Maron told me that you're called General."
"Yea, I guess, I can't really remember much."
"Any idea where you came from?"
"No."
"Well, guessing from your armor, you come from Hyrule, but I've never seen that type of armor before, It seems so much more advanced than the common guards. Are you an Elite Soldier?"
"Like I said, I don't remember anything. The only thing I remember is this ominous laugh, and that I'm 'sposed to be finding someone.
"I'm guessing you don't know who, right?"
"No idea. Well, I better go find out why I'm here."
"Where are you going?"
"I don't know, something is pulling me towards Kokiri Forest. Really, I don't know why."
"There's nobody of use there, just those Kokiri kids. You're better off going into the market."
"Eh...I'll do that some other time. I'm gunna check out the forest first."
"Ok, if ya need any help, you know where we are."
"Yea, thanks. Hey Maron, thanks for all your help." Maron quickly ran into the room, blushed, and rushed out of the room.
"It seems she's taken to you."
"Yea...Great." The General stood up and walked towards the door.
"Hey wait take this, get yourself some protection, you'll need it with all these monsters about." Talon handed General a pouch that had about 200 rupees in it.
"Wow...thanks." The General opened the door and stepped into the ranch. It all seemed too familiar to him. He continued through the front gate, and stepped out into Hyrule Field.
The sky was a clear blue as the clouds slowly rolled passed the sun. A gentle wind blew the General's hair back. To his left was the massive tree entrance into Kokiri forest, and to his right was the colossal wall that guarded the entrance to Hyrule Castle. He decided to heed Talon's warning and headed toward the market. He crossed the drawbridge and into the guard watch area. The guards looked at him peculiarly because they had never seen such uncanny armor before. He went into the looming market. Scopeing the area he spotted a large Goron, who had several tables full of weapons, armor, and ammo.
"You there ssssir, can I do something for you?"
"Yes, I would like to purchase your best sword and your best shield."
"Pfft, Can a runt like you afford that?"
The General chuckled. He put the bag that Talon had given him on the table.
"Hey, this can't get you nothing, what are you playing me for?"
"Hold on, jeez." The General reached into his armor and pulled out a small bag with 5 silver rupees in it. "Will that do?"
The vendor stuttered.
"Ye...Yes...That will do ssssir."
"Follow me ssssir, that much money deserves the best equipment." The General followed the vendor into a dark room behind his stand. The vendor mumbled to himself, as he shuffled around, flittering through some boxes. After a few minutes, he spoke.
"Ah Ha! Here it is!"
"What you got there?" The General shuffled up next to the vendor, only to jump back startled upon his findings. "Is that...Is that the...?"
"Yes, the one and only Biggoron Sword."
"How, How is that possible? How can you be holding the weapon given to the Hero of Time?"
The vendor put down the sword.
"After the Hero of Time banished Ganondorf to the Sacred Realm, he revisited Biggoron and returned his sword to him. Biggoron accepted the sword, but it had been through a lot. The blade was badly damaged and the helm was broken beyond repair. Biggoron began to wonder what the real intentions of the Hero of Time returning the blade was. Ignoring this, and loving the forge, Biggoron began to work on a new sword. He traveled to the far off mountains in search of the Khhomaris rock, the metal used to forge the mighty Master Sword. After months of searching he finally found the rock, and returned to Death Mountain. Using the sacred flames from the Fire Temple, he spent day and night on the sword. Years went on, but Biggoron kept working. Finally after 4 years, he had created the perfect sword. He realized that there was still some Khhomaris left. So, he forged a shield, a mighty powerful shield. He wished to give them to the Hero of Time, but to his dismay he had ventured off on another quest. Biggoron waited for the Hero. Months passed and he had not returned, yet Biggoron still waited. Then came the plague. A viscous plague swept over Hyrule, killing thousands in its path. One of these victims was Biggoron. With his last plea, he asked one of his offspring to take the sword and shield and give it to the Hero when he returned. That Goron was I. But, these items have been a bothersome upon me, and I wish to be rid of them. With your money, I can finally leave this retched place. Thank you Good Ssssir."
"Um...Ok? Here is your money."
"Thank you, take your weapons and be gone, I have never told that story to anyone, and I must be alone."
"Ok, Goodbye." The General left with mixed feelings. He was now ready to venture into the Kokiri Forest in hopes to find what he is searching for and gain some memory back. He stepped back into the field. It was still bright as ever out. The sky was peaceful, and there was a gentle breeze whisping across the field. He walked towards the entrance to Kokiri Forest, and his brain flashed. He saw himself being held by a large Gerudo, then the militia, the Gerudo draining his power, then black. Again he heard that ominous laugh.
"What the hell?"
To be continued.....
Hero of Time
Hyrule Field. A massive plain connecting the realms of the races of Hyrule. The Zoras in Hyrule Lake, the Gorons in Death Mountain, the Kokiri in the Kokiri's Forest, the Hylians of Hyrule, and the Gerudos in Gerudo Valley. All these races are interconnected by the Hyrule Field. Many creatures live within this plain, and so do many humans. Of these humans includes a young girl named Maron. She lives with her father at Lon Lon Ranch. Today, after returning from her trip to Hyrule Market, she spotted something lying in the grass about 30 feet ahead of her. Maron quickly ran to it, and saw a Hylian Guard, badly beaten and unconscious.
"Oh my god!"
Maron grabbed a bottle of water that was in her pouch and poured it over the head of the fallen warrior. All he did was stir. Maron ran to her father, returning with him quickly, and they both carried the soldier into their farm.
A wall of fire erupted around the General. He looked around, panicked, not finding a way out. A laugh kept encircling him, approaching ever closer every minute. The yellows eyes of the King of Evil appeared in front of the General and drew near him. Ganondorf's massive body traversed through the wall of fire and stood glaring, body encroached in flames, and the appearance of evil set forth. Ganondorf raised his arm and the General rose with it.
"Ah hell...."
Ganondorf's arm pulsed and a beam of dark energy blasted from his palm. It rammed the General with such force that his body was sent hurtling back hundreds of feet, through the wall of fire, and skidded along the black ground. Ganondorf ambled in front of the General and smiled.
"The pain of one thousand souls will be placed upon your life," came Ganondorf's voice.
He faced his palm upwards and raised it slowly above his head. Then, began to chant in Hylian.
"Eklor Celmof Tensiel Nezai Aniforva."
Black flames spewed out of the ground and formed around the General. They engulfed him and the pain of 1,000 people Ganondorf murdered flooded into him. His screams ripped through the endless plain and his body began to tear apart. Blood spewed from his eyes and he felt one last splurge of pain before it all went black. And all that was heard was the evil laugh...that dreaded laugh...
The General sat up quickly, drenched in sweat, not knowing where he was. All he remembered was warping with the Ocarina, and his dream was vague. He looked around. He was in a bed in what appeared to be a guest room. The smell of manure and feed filled the air. The general assumed he was in a farm, but didn't know where. It was merely dark out, probably just before morning, but the pounding in the General's head didn't stop. He laid back down, hoping not to have that dream once again.
The Generals dreams were empty. He was awoken by the sound of footsteps. He opened one eye and looked at the door. It was now daytime. The door slowly opened, and a young red haired girl skipped in. She was carrying a tray with milk and a sandwich on it. She placed it on a table and went to check on the General.
"Oh, you're awake. That's great."
"Where...Where am I? Who are you? What's going on?"
Maron giggled. It was common for her to giggle at that age, but she did it a lot.
"My name is Maron, and you are at Lon Lon Ranch. I found you lying in the field, near death, and me and my dad carried you here. You've been out for a few days now."
The General sat up and put his hand on his forehead.
"Oh my, you must be hungry."
Maron rushed over to the table and brought the food to the General.
"So, what your name?"
"My name is...my name...I don't remember my name."
He looked down to see his dog tags. They read General.
"I guess you can just call me General."
"O, Ok, General, you should eat up though. You're going to need your strength. You were hurt pretty badly."
The General nodded, and slowly began to eat.
"Say, Maron...How did you know to bring food if I was knocked out?"
"I um...dunno."
"You're a weird girl aren't you?"
"Hmmph." Maron stood up and rushed out of the room. General chuckled and stood up. He slowly lumbered across the room, and out the door. He stumbled down the stairs and rammed into Maron. She was standing with his soldier's outfit, bringing it up to him. General apologized to Maron, took the uniform, stumbled back up the stairs, and put it on. He felt strangely comfortable in the outfit. He shrugged and went back downstairs. Talon, Maron's father, was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a coffee and reading the newspaper. He spotted the awoken General and gave him a hearty welcome.
"Well, good mornin', you were out for some time now."
"Uh...hi," General stumbled into a seat, and Maron rushed over with some food for him.
"So, Maron told me that you're called General."
"Yea, I guess, I can't really remember much."
"Any idea where you came from?"
"No."
"Well, guessing from your armor, you come from Hyrule, but I've never seen that type of armor before, It seems so much more advanced than the common guards. Are you an Elite Soldier?"
"Like I said, I don't remember anything. The only thing I remember is this ominous laugh, and that I'm 'sposed to be finding someone.
"I'm guessing you don't know who, right?"
"No idea. Well, I better go find out why I'm here."
"Where are you going?"
"I don't know, something is pulling me towards Kokiri Forest. Really, I don't know why."
"There's nobody of use there, just those Kokiri kids. You're better off going into the market."
"Eh...I'll do that some other time. I'm gunna check out the forest first."
"Ok, if ya need any help, you know where we are."
"Yea, thanks. Hey Maron, thanks for all your help." Maron quickly ran into the room, blushed, and rushed out of the room.
"It seems she's taken to you."
"Yea...Great." The General stood up and walked towards the door.
"Hey wait take this, get yourself some protection, you'll need it with all these monsters about." Talon handed General a pouch that had about 200 rupees in it.
"Wow...thanks." The General opened the door and stepped into the ranch. It all seemed too familiar to him. He continued through the front gate, and stepped out into Hyrule Field.
The sky was a clear blue as the clouds slowly rolled passed the sun. A gentle wind blew the General's hair back. To his left was the massive tree entrance into Kokiri forest, and to his right was the colossal wall that guarded the entrance to Hyrule Castle. He decided to heed Talon's warning and headed toward the market. He crossed the drawbridge and into the guard watch area. The guards looked at him peculiarly because they had never seen such uncanny armor before. He went into the looming market. Scopeing the area he spotted a large Goron, who had several tables full of weapons, armor, and ammo.
"You there ssssir, can I do something for you?"
"Yes, I would like to purchase your best sword and your best shield."
"Pfft, Can a runt like you afford that?"
The General chuckled. He put the bag that Talon had given him on the table.
"Hey, this can't get you nothing, what are you playing me for?"
"Hold on, jeez." The General reached into his armor and pulled out a small bag with 5 silver rupees in it. "Will that do?"
The vendor stuttered.
"Ye...Yes...That will do ssssir."
"Follow me ssssir, that much money deserves the best equipment." The General followed the vendor into a dark room behind his stand. The vendor mumbled to himself, as he shuffled around, flittering through some boxes. After a few minutes, he spoke.
"Ah Ha! Here it is!"
"What you got there?" The General shuffled up next to the vendor, only to jump back startled upon his findings. "Is that...Is that the...?"
"Yes, the one and only Biggoron Sword."
"How, How is that possible? How can you be holding the weapon given to the Hero of Time?"
The vendor put down the sword.
"After the Hero of Time banished Ganondorf to the Sacred Realm, he revisited Biggoron and returned his sword to him. Biggoron accepted the sword, but it had been through a lot. The blade was badly damaged and the helm was broken beyond repair. Biggoron began to wonder what the real intentions of the Hero of Time returning the blade was. Ignoring this, and loving the forge, Biggoron began to work on a new sword. He traveled to the far off mountains in search of the Khhomaris rock, the metal used to forge the mighty Master Sword. After months of searching he finally found the rock, and returned to Death Mountain. Using the sacred flames from the Fire Temple, he spent day and night on the sword. Years went on, but Biggoron kept working. Finally after 4 years, he had created the perfect sword. He realized that there was still some Khhomaris left. So, he forged a shield, a mighty powerful shield. He wished to give them to the Hero of Time, but to his dismay he had ventured off on another quest. Biggoron waited for the Hero. Months passed and he had not returned, yet Biggoron still waited. Then came the plague. A viscous plague swept over Hyrule, killing thousands in its path. One of these victims was Biggoron. With his last plea, he asked one of his offspring to take the sword and shield and give it to the Hero when he returned. That Goron was I. But, these items have been a bothersome upon me, and I wish to be rid of them. With your money, I can finally leave this retched place. Thank you Good Ssssir."
"Um...Ok? Here is your money."
"Thank you, take your weapons and be gone, I have never told that story to anyone, and I must be alone."
"Ok, Goodbye." The General left with mixed feelings. He was now ready to venture into the Kokiri Forest in hopes to find what he is searching for and gain some memory back. He stepped back into the field. It was still bright as ever out. The sky was peaceful, and there was a gentle breeze whisping across the field. He walked towards the entrance to Kokiri Forest, and his brain flashed. He saw himself being held by a large Gerudo, then the militia, the Gerudo draining his power, then black. Again he heard that ominous laugh.
"What the hell?"
To be continued.....