Legend of Zelda: Oni's Tear
Chapter 2: First steps / Memories.

Hey Jako here, this is the disclaimer. The Legend of Zelda does not belong to me, only Jane, the following story and my own plot devices do. Link and the rest of the LoZ registered crew are copyrighted to that guy from Nintendo. I'll remember his name someday... NOW READ ON!

The warm spring wind blew through the city streets, buffered by the passing pedestrians. Jane moved through the crowded streets with grace, though some would say her path was made by her presence, her long ears marking her, but the truth says otherwise. Dressed in her favourite green tunic and blue pants, Jane headed for her usual haunt, the Eastern Quarter Park, where her crew would be waiting. Her crew, the 10 Fabled boys of the East Quater of Hyrule City, along with a couple of normal kids, mucked around, playing 'Hero', doing random odd-jobs, and just running around in circles. Although they won't admit it, the boys accept Jane as their leader, whom doesn't even acknowledge the fact either.

As Jane reaches the park, the gang is nowhere in sight. Jane stood there, confused. It was around the time the boys were all here, yet they were nowhere in sight. Jane looked around the park, except for the tree house in the far corner, the place where they held their 'meetings'. Jane strolled closer to the clubhouse, till she heard movement in the tree, along with hushed voices. Jane cocked her head, and then smiled. "They remembered, did they?" She murmured to herself as she started to climb the tree, right before she fell to the ground from the shock of the startling that she received from a yell.
"DON'T COME IN!" came the voice.
"Oh, and why not Izz?" Jane called up to the eldest Fabled boy.
"Because, you're 16, and although you have been nice and all, we are afraid to say that we can't have you here anymore."
"What do you mean? Just because I'm a year older and I-"
"See, you're a girl. But not just any girl, you're one a Fabled, so although it's not exactly nice to say this but, you should act like what you are supposed to be, a wise and beautiful maiden."
Jane was just taken aback. Here, her childhood friend's were pushing her aside because of tradition.
"Fine, be that way." Jane shouted, "See if I care!" And then, she ran.

Where to, Jane didn't care, as long as it was away from those idiots that she had called friends. But alas, as she ran, she didn't notice the horse coming from the left of the intersection ahead, nor did the rider till the last second.
"WHOA!" the man cried, pulling on the reins of his horse, and startling Jane.
"Ow…" Jane muttered, picking herself up.
"Sorry about that miss." the rider said, inclining his head in an apologetic manner, "But you have to watch where you're going. You never know what'll happen if you take a wrong turn, or stumble head on into a wall."
"Alright…" Jane said, looking up at the man, he looked about his late-twenties, and quite fit. His hair looked like it was fire frozen in a moment framed by a pair of long ears, his skin was a dark brown, yet his eyes, his eyes looked cold as ice, deep and void of emotion. His entire body was that of a Fabled desert dweller, but his eyes...
"Something the matter, miss?" the rider asked.
"...Oh, nothing, just thinking about something…" Jane replied, trying not to make eye contact. "I, I have to go." And Jane retreated into the alleyway nearby.
"Foolish girl." the rider muttered, before setting out again, heading west, to the center on the City, towards Castle Hyrule.

Jane fled down the alleyway, not caring about anything except trying to out run the pain. Twisting and turning through the darkened passages, within the shadowed alleys and passages throughout the city, Jane's path was erratic. Eventually, though she didn't know how, the young woman entered the underground sewer system of the EQ, home of large rats, Skultulla and the occasional ReDead. Looking for the hidden store of wooden swords, Jane retrieved her handmade sword, biting back the tears at her memories. After testing the balance, Jane proceeded into the sewers, her mind set on venting her pain. Moving slowly through the ankle high muck, Jane listened for any noise. The stench of the City's refuse lingered strongly, the slight dripping of water echoed throughout the catacombs that snaked under the city. As she moved through the sewers, Jane heard splashing and a lot of it further in the sewer systems. At this, she quickened her pace, hoping to find the source, probably a group of skulkids, or large rats. Jane reached the source of the splashing, a boy being attacked by a pair of ReDeads, and fairing poorly. Jane lept forward, slashing at the closest ReDead, her wooden sword hacking at the rotting flesh. The boy now able to attack the second ReDead, drew a dagger and began hacking away the zombies body. Both let out a wail, and feel to the ground, once more lifeless corpses. Jane looked at the guy she saved, and saw a pair of crimson eyes staring at her, a hint of gratitude twinkling in them. But before either spoke, he fainted.