Hiya, folks! I'm back in action again with a new fic! I know, you're all thinking that this one'll screech to a standstill like Rebuilding the Alma Road… But I am here to tell you that this fic won't have the same destiny!
MT: She's got her mother harping her on this one.
CL: Well…A good portion of the humor is her fault! Anyway…
Disclaimer: Link and any other Ocarina of Time material that may surface in this fic is sole property of Nintendo and its creator (whoever that might be). This fanfic is merely for the entertainment of my mother, myself, and any others who read this and is not, I repeat is NOT, for financial gain of any kind.
CL: Due to the function of this disclaimer all of you rabid, bloodthirsty lawyers can get back into your cages.
CL: Now with that out of the way… I now proudly introduce the start of my new fic!
-=Start Transmission=-
Pointy Ears and Strange Girls
Episode Zero: The Prologue
"What do you mean by that?"
- the dreamer
'I was dreaming…'
'I knew that I was dreaming…'
The walls and the floor upon which I stood appeared to be made of a soft light blue crystal. I could even feel the coolness of the stone under my bare feet.
I laid my eyes upon what seemed to be a person floating off to my left. Turning in that direction, I quickly scanned the features of the figure.
The figure appeared to be male and probably would still have been taller than me had he been standing on his own two feet. His skin was pale, but still several shades darker than my own. He had what one might call a warrior's build: smooth tones of muscle without being bulky. In each pointed ear, there hung a small hoop of silver. Normally I would have said that an earring in each ear would be gay looking, but on this guy it was oddly masculine...
From the looks of his face, he seemed about my age, maybe a year or two older. His outfit consisted of a green tunic on top of what looked like a white bodysuit and a green hat that covered all but a few locks of sun-kissed blonde hair. On his hands and feet were a set of leather appearing gauntlets and boots.
My eyes widened in shock. I felt my heart begin to beat faster as it clicked in my mind just who this person in front of me was. I took a few shaky steps forward. When I was near the guy, I took notice that he was actually breathing.
I took another look at my surroundings and then back to the only other person nearby. Through the slight hysteria growing in the back of my mind, only one calm and logical thought rang true…
How did I manage to land myself in the Sacred Realm with the Hero of Time?!
"You are here for a reason, other child."
When the other voice suddenly broke the silence, I couldn't help but to jump a little out of nervousness.
Turning to the sound of the voice, I was met with the appearance of a plump elderly man. He was a mostly bald fellow who was taller than myself. The remains of his snow-white hair melded into sideburns, which then in turn sloped into an equally pale mustache. The robes of white, orange, and red he wore seemed to be deemed for that of some type of high priest. I could feel an aura of ancient wisdom flow from him in waves that made me feel quite humble in his presence.
"Who are you?" I asked in a highly curious tone.
"I am Rauru, the Sage of Light. Do not fear for you life, child. You can not be harmed here." He replied in a grandfatherly manner.
"Is this the Temple of Light?"
"Yes. Lo-"
"Located in the very center of the Sacred Realm. I know that."
"I see."
"Why am I here?"
"I can not tell you why your presence is required."
"Is it part of some secret mystical prophecy that can't be spoken of?" It was worth a shot…
"No."
"Oh." Dang. Strike One…
"Is it because if it's spoken of, a great evil will come for me?"
"No." Strike Two…
"Hmm…Then what's the point of bringing me here if you can't tell me!?" I demanded as I raised my hands in frustration.
The Sage merely chuckled as he looked at me with an all-knowing smile.
"You will know when the time is right."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
-=End Transmission=-
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CL: Please take note that all flames and other unnecessary material will be used to heat BZ's hot tub and sauna.
BZ: (reclines in only a towel) Ya bettah believe it, folks!
CL: (gets distracted and starts drooling)
VtS: (whines) Why can't I get a pretty girl to drool over me like that? (sniffles)
MT: See you in the next chapter of Pointy Ears and Strange Girls!