This is my first fic in a while! Yay. I hope it turns out well and goes beyond 6 chapters.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the OoT characters. If I did, Kaepora Gaebora would be dead and Ruto would be wearing clothing. (Naked fish-women freak me out) I do, however, own Tarin.

It was a bedroom, with tan-colored textured walls covered in sketches, charcoal and pastel drawings, and paintings on scrap pieces of paper. There was a desk in one corner, piled with books, more papers, pens, pencils, and half-open notebooks. Across the room was a bed with a rumpled dark blue and green comforter with a light green dresser beside it. On top of the dresser was a lamp and a clock that read 7:47 p. m.

A boy with brown hair stepped into the room. He was wearing a red t-shirt and blue plaid pajama bottoms and looked to be about 8. A blond tail swished back and forth behind him. He looked concerned.

The bedroom began to dissolve into darkness.


Now it was a field, in the midst of a dense fog. Another boy, about 11 or 12 and also with a tail, came running out of the fog and into the area in front of a castle drawbridge, continuing onto the drawbridge. Halfway across, there was the sound of hoof beats, and a white horse with two riders came galloping out, forcing the boy to bail into the moat.

"Ah! Cold!"

Tarin's eyes snapped open and he sat up. For a moment, he was confused. He could have sworn he had just fallen into some sort of body of water. He felt his face, hair, and bare chest, but they were dry.

"Darn it, not that dream again."

For the last year, Tarin had had an unusual dream about every other night. It involved an odd room and a castle, but he never could remember anymore of the details, like people. He assumed the castle was Hyrule castle, since that was the only castle around. He'd never even been to the castle town, though, so he wasn't sure why he was dreaming about it. Maybe he should go there.

Tarin got out of his bed, which wasn't so much as bed as a mat with a pillow and blanket, threw on a shirt, and went outside. Outside, it was completely overcast, the sky threatening rain but withholding it, as if to say "I could drop this on you anytime, but I'm going to keep you in suspense. Ha!" All around, Tarin could see some other residents working, or in the case of children, playing. A cucco ran by, closely pursued by a little girl in a green dress, and an old woman tottered up the stairs between the new building and the Skulltula house. On the roof directly across from Tarin, a man was hanging over the edge, hammering on something.

(A/N: Tarin's house is the house in the lower right corner of Kakariko village, the one behind Impa's house.)

Tarin ran to the edge of the little cliff in front of his house and jumped down, startling the old woman. He turned and ran towards the graveyard, but stopped very shortly at the Cucco pen.

"Uhm, Miss Kira," Tarin asked the Cucco Lady, tugging on her apron a bit. That was her nickname because of all the cuccos she owned. To Tarin, she was either Kira or "Mother" because she was his adoptive mother, although she was only 8 years older.

Kira was holding a nearly empty bag of feed and sprinkling it at one end of the cucco pen. When she felt a tug on her apron, she emptied the bag, dusted off her hands, and turned to the speaker.

"Yes? Oh, Tarin, you're awake. Good morning." She dropped the empty bag and bent down to envelop Tarin in a hug.

"I had a strange dream," Tarin said after the two had broken apart. "I think Hyrule castle was in it."

Kira processed this information. She, too, had been having a recurring odd dream. However, she had only begun to have it a couple months ago. It dealt with a man in black, and eight colored lights that destroyed the man. It took place in the castle town. She looked at Tarin, who had jumped over the small pen fence and was being chased by two cuccos, and smiled faintly.

"Hyrule castle, huh?" she said aloud. "You're very lucky today, because I have to go to the market and purchase more cucco feed. Would you like to come with me?"

From the pen, there came a "yes!" followed by "ow, stop pecking me!" and "leave me alone, evil birds!"

In the castle, the King and his daughter were sitting down to breakfast. Zelda wasn't very happy, as she wanted desperately to be outdoors, but knew that it wasn't very likely that she would be let outdoors. But she had a plan. Zelda began eating her food as quickly as she could, not caring if she appeared unladylike. "Being ladylike" was not one of her top priorities. When she was done, she dabbed her napkin at her lips, pushed back her chair, and stood up.

"Father, may I be excused to my room?"

"Yes, you may."

Zelda walked until she was out of sight of her father, then picked up her skirts, took off her shoes, and ran the rest of the way to her room. She failed to notice the large man dressed in black standing in a side hallway.

"Time for part two." Zelda smiled as she opened the trunk at the end of her bed.

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